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This book is also known as "Douluo: Legend of a Hundred Years" and "Douluo: Legend of a Hundred Years: The Rise of the Chen Family". "So, this year is exactly 100 years since Tang San was born. Hehe, Qian Daoliu, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall..." This is a story about a history of ten thousand years, a thousand-year family, and a century of legends... This is a book with the Chen Xin family as the background. A hundred years ago, the protagonist became Chen Xin's uncle and led the rise of the Chen family. In the era of the three peerless Douluos, how did the protagonist and the Chen family dominate the world? Pay attention to the rigor and rationality of the story, slow and refreshing, grand layout, and interlocking. It can be put on the bookshelf and read at leisure.

As Isabella's heart races with anticipation on her 18th birthday, she eagerly awaits the moment she'll finally meet her mate. But when Alpha Ethan delivers a crushing rejection, her world crumbles around her, leaving her feeling betrayed and utterly heartbroken. Little does she know, this rejection is just the beginning of her descent into darkness. In her despair, Isabella stumbles upon a chilling revelation: Alpha Ethan has struck a treacherous deal with the Rouge Alpha King, Damien. Their sinister pact threatens to unravel everything Isabella thought she knew about her pack and her destiny. Suddenly, she is thrust into a deadly game of power and deception, where every move could mean the difference between life and death. Haunted by the echoes of Ethan's betrayal and Damien's looming presence, Isabella realizes she's become a pawn in a dangerous game with no clear rules. With danger lurking around every corner, she must summon all her strength and cunning to navigate this treacherous path and uncover the truth before it's too late.

In a world where power reigns, All Belial cares about is survival. However, as his Aspect grows, so does his ambition. What starts as survival becomes manipulation, dominance, and eventual control. He doesn’t want to save the world, he wants to own it.

# Synopsis In the vast supernatural kingdom of Aurelia, where ancient bloodlines carry mystical powers through generations, a young boy embarks on an extraordinary journey of discovery and growth. Aurelia is a realm where power flows through "Veins of Origin"—mystical energies inherited through the soul, often tied to elemental or metaphysical forces that define one's destiny. Noble families, blessed with these ancient bloodlines, serve as guardians of regions, sacred relics, and mysterious gates to the unknown. Follow our protagonist as he navigates this magical world, where lineage determines strength and ancient powers awaken within those worthy of their inheritance. In a kingdom where bloodlines shape destiny and noble houses guard secrets that could shake the very foundations of reality, one young boy must discover his own path to power. *Author's Note: This is my first book, born from ideas that sparked in my imagination. I can't guarantee anything except that this story was crafted with passion and dedication. Like my other ongoing work, this tale comes from the heart.*

After being cast into the flames by his own father and left for dead, Diaz Gloters awakens in the depths of a forgotten sanctuary, where ancient forces still whisper the names of those who dared to defy the world. Stripped of his memories but marked by a forbidden Force that pulses beneath his skin, Diaz uncovers a buried secret: he carries within him the power of the Eighth Primordial Force—erased from all records and feared across all of Elyndros. As mages, raiders, secret clans, and entire kingdoms battle for control of the continent, Diaz embarks on a journey of survival, fury, and rebirth. Guided by Asla, an ancestral entity bound to his blood, he vows not only revenge—but something greater: to unify Elyndros under a new empire, forged in pain, upheld by peace. In this dark and visceral fantasy, where magic is revealed, not cast, the past burns—but its ashes refuse to die.

“You left me bleeding beneath the moon… but our bond never broke.” Five years ago, Omega Quinn Vale was cast out by the Alpha he thought was his mate. Heartbroken and pregnant, he vanished into the wild, raising their secret son in silence. Now, Alpha Jace Thorn stands before him again—powerful, respected… and claiming he doesn’t remember the night he marked Quinn. But their reunion was no accident. Their son, Rowan, is no ordinary pup. He carries the blood of an ancient Alpha—and something dark is waking inside him. As old enemies circle, secrets unravel, and fate tightens its grip, Quinn and Jace must confront what was taken from them—or lose their child forever. A heart-wrenching, slow-burn M/M werewolf romance filled with forbidden love, primal instincts, and a bond that defies destiny.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

Hamon—a mysterious man from the North, adrift in the currents of life, devoid of direction and ambition. His heart beats solely for the allure of gold and the fleeting joys of his own amusement. Yet beneath the surface, is there something more he is searching for? Follow Hamon through a world of danger, deception, and buried truths as he’s forced to confront what lies beneath his wandering.

In a world overrun by monsters, no true heroes exsit - only predators and prey. Amid the chaos, one idea was born: to fight back. The Crusaders of the Vampires were formed to exterminate the creatures feeding on mankind. But this isn’t a tale of glory or victory. This is the story of Laudis - a boy with no past, no magic, and no place to call home. He’s no hero. He’s an antihero - one destined to suffer, whether he fights or not. Can he free humanity from the grip of bloodthirsty tyrants? Will he reach his goals, or lose himself along the way? And more importantly... What is he willing to sacrifice to win? Read and find out.

Lucien Arros was sentenced to die, discarded like ash beneath the temple floor. But instead of death, he awakened something ancient. A Core that feeds on lust and gives back power. Bound by desire and driven by survival, Lucien must master his hunger, build strength through forbidden bonds, and rise against a world that cast him out. This is his ascension. One body at a time.

After traveling through time, Chen Luo, who has been a patrolman in Raccoon City, accidentally discovered his secret as an NPC. He accidentally killed the reincarnationist and got the reincarnation wrist. From then on, he started to plunder the beauties and wealth of the infinite world. In Saw, he fucked Jigsaw's wife, worked as an undercover in Hong Kong movies, and played a female hero in the martial arts world. In the King of Fighters world, there is the charming and coquettish Mai Shiranui. In Marvel, there are Natasha, Scarlet Witch, and Phoenix Girl. In DC, there are long-legged Wonder Woman Gal Gadot, sexy Catwoman Hathaway, Queen Mera, etc. The endless world test, plundering resources, and robbing the male protagonist of the romantic encounters and wealth. Is it better to pursue Ada Wong or Jill? Chen Luo said that only children make choices, and adults want everything when they are human!

In Kaelthorn, a city ruled by whispers and buried history-Kaiser is not just a killer. He is the King of Assassins. Cold, brilliant, and utterly unrepentant, he walks a path of precision and blood. But when a strange sigil scars itself across his chest, Kaiser awakens something ancient within him—an evolving system known as the Path of Remembrance. It doesn’t promise justice. It doesn’t grant mercy. It rewards only one thing: understanding through dominance. As the lines between memory and reality blur, Kaiser must navigate a brutal hierarchy of forgotten powers, deceitful legacies, and inhuman opponents. In a world where everyone hides behind masks, he chooses to be the blade that cuts through illusion. There is no chosen one. No prophecy. Only a man who refuses to kneel.

Jomarie Estadilla was just a nameless housekeeper in Metro Manila — a twenty-year-old burdened by poverty, family responsibility, and the quiet ache of being forgotten. When life finally breaks him, he climbs the tallest building in the city and leaps... choosing silence over survival. But death doesn’t greet him. God does. In a realm beyond time, Jomarie is offered a choice: die as a demon, or live as His divine weapon against the demonic forces that now rule the world in secret. From boardrooms to churches, from politics to entertainment — demons disguised as humans have taken hold of Earth’s highest institutions. Jomarie accepts rebirth, awakening with the Divine Starlium — a living system forged by Heaven to guide him, train him, and arm him with Heavenly Artifacts: weapons of terrifying power, each bound to his soul. With every demon slain, he climbs through forbidden ranks called Heavenly Restrictions, unlocking divine transformations that push his humanity to the edge. But power comes with questions — and truth cuts deeper than blades. As he battles the Seven Sin-Bearers and faces a fallen archangel hidden within the halls of government, Jomarie must confront a deeper war: the one between mercy and judgment, faith and wrath, survival and purpose. In a world where even angels lie, what does it mean to be chosen?

In a world fractured by spatial rifts, humanity managed to survive by taming the demons that emerged from those alien worlds. Lucifer, son of Scarlet Demon, the stronges demon huntress, has always lived a cushy and spoiled life. Haunted by an accident that left him confused and deprived of his childhood memories, he knows the fractures may hold the key to recover what he lost. Determined to claim back what he lost, Lucifer embarks on a journey across hostile, demon infested worlds in hopes of recovering what he lost. The deeper Lucifer goes, the more question arise: Where did the demons come from? What caused the fracture? In a world of endless danger and mystery, Lucifer's journey is just beginning.

Ereshgal was born under omens—marked by the gods, worshipped by mortals, destined to rule. But even a crowned godling fears death. Desperate to escape his fate, he defies the divine and drinks from a power older than the heavens themselves—crimson, cursed, eternal. Now immortal, he walks through centuries haunted by blood, betrayal, and the price of what he’s become. This is the story of the first vampire. Of the king who chose damnation over death. And of the world that will burn because of him.

They say that 90 percent of the world's oceans have been unexplored, due to just how much floor there is to cover. Imagine a world where, instead of deep trenches of water, our oceans were filled with forests—endless forests—where the further you go, the stranger, and larger the creatures become. The air growing thicker, and heavier, with the stinging sharpness of ozone; trees that stretch into the stratosphere, or bottomless muddy quagmires that are so deep that the bodies claimed can never be discovered; deer the size of whales, or bigger still, with an anomalous number of legs; the oppressive daytime darkness, never ending, due to the boundless appetite of the trees. Who knows what untold methods of ravenous mutilation might be discovered in the great beyond; or what unfathomable treasures lurk just beyond the shadow's edge. We find ourselves marooned in little islands of flat plain in the midst of miles and endless miles of oppressive wooded wilderness. Do not let the sunlight fool you. There is nothing keeping the terrors of the depths from venturing into the light.

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

He’s her boss. Her obsession. Her undoing. And he wants her… bound, broken, and his. When innocent and soft-spoken Aanya Verma becomes the personal assistant to Riaan Khurana — a dominant, cold-hearted CEO known for his ruthless business acumen — she expects to handle schedules and coffee orders, not late-night commands and silk restraints. Behind the glass walls of his empire, Riaan hides a hunger — one that craves control, obedience… and her. He doesn’t believe in love. He believes in power. And Aanya is about to learn what it means to kneel for a man who never gives his heart — only his rules. As forbidden office encounters spiral into an intoxicating game of pleasure and punishment, Aanya finds herself caught between fear and desire, pain and bliss, limits and surrender. But in his world, contracts mean everything — and breaking the rules comes at a price. Will she run from the dark… or let him claim her completely?