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A virtual reality game set in the Warhammer Universe, featuring a high degree of freedom and incorporating multiple well-known IPs, has become a viral sensation online. Drawn by its popularity, Datch becomes one of its players. Little does he know, the real game is just beginning—and he has already been transported into the actual Warhammer Universe, becoming its sole player. Guilliman: Datch is an excellent warrior, but he never listens. Every time I give him a mission, he skips it. Trazyn: I’m curious how he manages to break stars into blocks. Tau: For that guy, physics doesn’t exist. Khorne: That bastard built a giant pillar and said he’d use it to defeat me. Nurgle: He kidnapped my children, washed them clean, and the humiliation fills me with grief and anger. Tzeentch: All changes are part of destiny, but that bastard shattered destiny itself. Slaanesh: Actually, I’ve already corrupted Datch, but I don’t dare tell him. Datch: I’ve forgotten the beginning, forgotten the end—anyway, let the warp burn. More info at: https://www.novelupdates.com/series/the-only-player-in-warhammer/

A peace-loving and well-behaved young man from society unexpectedly finds himself transmigrated into the world of Bleach, where he becomes Hitsugaya Toshiro. Originally intending to live a stable and uneventful life, he constantly finds himself confronted by those who seek to stir up trouble. Aizen endlessly proclaims his desire to stand atop the heavens, while Yhwach secretly plots to destroy everything and create a world for the Quincy. Left with no choice, Toshiro embarks on a path paved with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Unknowingly, he finds himself standing before the throne, and when he looks back, all he sees is a landscape of withered bones. --- I can no longer upload my new novels on this account, so I've made new account: GodofChickens: https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4506810074 From now on, my new novels will be uploaded there, you guys can check it out there ---

(One Piece x Mahoraga OC) [THIS IS MY OWN WORK! NOT A TRANSLATION OR AI GENERATED!] [I obviously don't own One Piece and JJK assets or characters; this is just a fanfiction :D] [Cover by @ryulzero, very noice!]

IMPORTANT WARNING: I’m putting this here before the synopsis, so if anyone complains that this novel is “too slow” because I go into details, episode by episode, that’s on you for not reading the disclaimers. While I welcome constructive criticism to improve my work, I do not tolerate hate or entitlement. Here, we only spread dark humor and delightfully deranged ideas. If your humor tolerance or attention span is low, fragile, or on life support—please skip this book. Seriously, for your own peace. This story is packed with jokes, chaos, unapologetic fun, and nonsense. It will absolutely annoy you if you don’t vibe with that. Read at your own risk. Side effects may include laughter, nostalgia, headaches, irritability, and an extreme level of patience. Thank you mwa! •••• Lucinda Delos Santos spent her childhood obsessed with Smallville: rooting for Clark, swooning over Lana, and secretly sympathizing with a brooding Lex Luthor...until the DVDs ran out and her favorite story ended… prematurely. Years later, during a torrential rainstorm and a questionable internet binge, a bolt of lightning gives her more than a wet hair day—but there’s no way things were going to end like that—how else would I get to write and utterly, gloriously wreck the DC universe? Suddenly, Lucinda’s fangirl fantasies collide with reality. She has no idea how she got there, can barely stop gawking at Lex's smirk, and is definitely not asking the right questions. Now she faces a cosmic dilemma: Will she step into the spotlight as Clark Kent’s new leading lady, or attempt the impossible—taming Lex Luthor before he ruins Clark and Lana’s perfect love story? Either way, Lucinda’s life just became the ultimate crossover episode… with herself as the star. ••• Again, please read the IMPORTANT WARNING carefully, because I swear next time, I’m either gonna cry, go full healock on haters, or both. I have plans for this fanfic. If you want it to follow your plot, you can write it yourself. Thanks again mwa!

Zeyida, a Gelfling of the Dousan Clan, is alienated from her people and runs away from home. She trusts that the Skeksis Lords of the Crystal will provide help for her problem: she is a girl without wings. There must be a reason WHY she’s been Sundered.

Blair Gilbert is Elena's older sister and a witch—a siphoner, really, but Damon Salvatore doesn't know that. Damon needs her help with opening the tomb and so they strike a deal: he stops killing locals, fakes being her boyfriend, teaches her all he knows about vampires, and she helps him get what he wants. Simple. Except nothing is simple when it comes to the Salvatore brothers. Stefan can’t stop wanting the wrong Gilbert sister after kissing Blair at the back-to-school party like he wanted to devour her, even as he tried to compel her to forget before running back to Elena. And Damon is far better company than a murderous immortal should be (which complicates the ‘no feelings involved’ clause). Blair soon realizes that holding on to control—over her magic, her body, her emotions—might be close to impossible, especially as she's running out of reasons to keep Elena in the dark. Damon/OC as the main couple but with some Stefan/OC as well; eventually it will evolve into a Damon/OC/Stefan as a throuple.

hi! ever wanted to see an Omnitrix aspect in shadow slave? well you're in luck, I decided to make one. ben isn't the mc btw, it's an oc. the writing might suck but I'm sure a lot of you would enjoy the powers I'm giving the mc. so yeah, hope you enjoy.

NOT A TRANSLATION In Night City, life is cheap, but a name, a reputation, is everything. Amidst the perpetual neon glare and the relentless grind of corporate ambition, countless souls strive to carve out a sliver of fortune or a fragile shred of respect. This is the story of one such spirit, a young man from Heywood's shadowed streets, orphaned and driven. He seeks to make his own mark, a future purchased with skill and daring, rather than inherited whispers. But in a city where chrome hides more than it shows, and every eddy comes with a price, the dream of ascent often ends in a gutter, or worse, a legend of what might have been. WORD COUNT 113000+ AS OF MAY 17 2026 If you'd like to listen to some music while reading this, I have a Spotify playlist that gives a Mateo feel. It has Cyberpunk songs and other things for his vibe. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5rGUe72qVsSfTxm1QT5vlz?si=7e721e3857264962

In a United Superverse teeming with heroes and villains, a new force emerges from the most unexpected of places: Pokémon! Tasked by a powerful being to spread Pokémon culture, Orion Oak opens Pokémon Home, a sanctuary bridging countless realities. But as Pokémon begin to integrate into this world of superheroes, mysteries arise. Can Orion navigate the chaos and bridge the gap between Pokémon and the established order? Or will the challenges of this new reality prove too great, threatening the delicate balance he seeks to create? Prepare for a light-hearted adventure filled with wonder, friendship, and electrifying battles as Pokémon culture clashes with the Marvel and DC Universes!

A Terraria Calamity power fantasy novel following the Devourer of Gods in 3rd person. Where a great hero had defeated and left it severely weakened, only managing to survive him and his cohort by escaping into space. Finding little meaning to stay in the world further as the people would soon outgrow not only itself but the gods themselves, especially that hero. Deciding to take it's chances to flee for the very first time in it's life, it leaves Terraria. Now weakened and in uncharted territory, it must make do with what little powers it has taken with it and survive whatever might finally claim it’s life. Fortunately, the devourer has the capability to make use of the strength of it’s devoured prey to it’s own advantage. Starting all over again with the power of Assimilation.

“That’s a good move… but it’s mine now!” Haizaki Shogo, the reckless player with Pillage talent, isn’t just another basketball player — he steals his opponent’s technique and twists it into chaos, wrecking their rhythm and confidence. Once a regular at Teiko, he was ousted and replaced by the legendary Kise Ryota, buried under the greatness of the Generation of Miracles… until now. Back with a vengeance in a world he wasn’t meant to dominate, Shogo trains harder than ever, blending past instincts with new strength and unshakeable ambition. While prodigies like Aomine and Kise rise and shine, Shogo refuses to be left behind, ready to burn the court with cunning, grit, and a style all his own. Different colors, same court, and one unrelenting rule: win, no matter what it take

Loki OC SI with no knowledge of Marvel. When he died, he didn't know what to expect. Being reborn as Loki from the Scandinavian myths was certainly not it. Nothing is what it seems. For one, he is Odin's adopted son, as far as he understands anyway, Thor is his brother, Balder does not exist, and rather than gods, the Aesir seem to be aliens with long life spans. He didn't know how humans ever got it this wrong. The synopsis has been changed due to the confusion the previous one caused. I apologize for the inconvenience.

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Sukuna had been proven wrong. Yuji had beaten him with the help of his friends, and in death, he acknowledged that, should he get another chance, he would walk another path. Reborn in another world, he is given just that chance. Beta Read by QuilltedBear

WARNING! If you have any problems of any kind with fear, thriller, gore, or grimmdark in general, I will have a warning at the beginning of each chapter, but if you have these triggers, please don't read! Have a lovely day, read at your own risk! Versatility, A strong thing, Variety of ability, Though one tends to be imperfect with it, None tend to fit. That may change, For with practice, None will have such a feeling. "Versatility," Authored by myself Versatility is a My Hero Academia fanfic about a boy named Ren using his objectively weak Quirk to change the world. Anti-Hero MC! The side he helps depends on what best suits his goal of changing the world for the better.

Elias wasn't a hero, a ninja prodigy, or a chosen one—he was a cybersecurity analyst. So when he woke up in the unforgiving, chakra-fueled world of Naruto, his first reaction wasn't excitement, it was sheer, pants-wetting panic. But as the initial terror subsided, Elias realized his knowledge had coalesced into a unique, terrifying "cheat": the ability to utilize the real-world vulnerability known as EternalBlue.

Note: Porn With A Plot “We have to stay together, we are the last Dragons” Aegon said. Daenerys eyes widened and she gasped getting up quickly. “My dragon eggs” She told them. “We left them behind” Daemon climbed off the bed and walked till a chest in the corner “You mean this eggs?” He smirked and pointed to the four…Dragon eggs. Dany breathed and took Daemon by surprise as she launched herself on him wrapping him in a tight hug. “Thank you” “Well it wasn’t me that retrieved them but you are welcome” He whispered hugging her back. A moment later her eyes widened and she let go off him “Sorry” She said blushing. “It’s fine” "Where did you get the fourth egg” She asked changing the subject soon as possible. He shrugged “Ser Arthur told us that Rhaegar found in Dragonstone and it was mine” Dany nodded “Wait, Ser Arthur? The sword of the morning!?” She shrieked. “We have a lot to tell you Daenerys” They laughed. “Sit, let me pour us some wine and let us tell you everything you need to know” If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

Robert huffed; he would not give his friend all of the tools. Let him figure some of it out himself. "Wherever you think best." Before his friend could press the matter, he changed the topic. "Now, I did not just come to ask you to be my hand. I also came to suggest something else." "Your Grace?" Ned replied. "I wish to strengthen the bond between our families. We shall be united in blood as we would have been had Lya and I married." Robert said. "Your daughter and my son are of an age; they shall be betrothed, and the girl shall accompany us south." "I…" Ned stammered. Robert continued. "And your eldest son and my daughter Myrcella are of an age. They shall be married before we leave for King's Landing." Robert saw his friend's mouth open in shock once more. He grinned. "Well? Are you going to answer or are you going to keep gaping at me like a fish?" Ned stared at him then took a deep breath. "I…I am…I am honoured by this favour, Your Grace." Robert felt his grin widen and he pulled Ned into a crushing embrace. "Our families were meant to be united, Ned. This time they will be." Want to read advanced chapters? If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

Jaehaerys raised his chin, undaunted. This man couldn't harm him, he reminded himself, that's why he brought Prince Viserys to the capital in the first place. "I am the Crown Prince of the Seven Kingdoms. A dragon. You are nothing more than a fool who befriended one," Jaehaerys replied, having prepared that line in advance. It had the desired effect. The Small Council members turned to look at Connington. The man trembled with rage, balling his fists. Strangely, he reminded Jae of Viserys. "And if I don't?" he asked. "If you don't, Lord Baratheon will take this tale back home. Ser Jaime will wonder out loud every chance he gets why our Lord Regent was so unwilling to protect the Crown Prince though he'd been aware of his mistreatment the entire time. Soon enough, the entire realm will know." Jaehaerys tilted his head. "And I wonder how my family in the North will feel about that." "Not to mention the common people, when they hear an up-jumped minor Lord, my bannerman no less, dared to harm a Prince of the Blood. They remember the only reason you're in power is because you took advantage of the chaos at the end of the Rebellion," Lord Stannis seconded Jaehaerys, the large man and the little boy glaring at the Lord Regent in unison. His face grew so red, it matched his hair. Jaehaerys feared his head might explode. In the end, Lord vary broke the silence when he said, "Perhaps the Prince's suggestion is sound. Prince Viserys should be sent to Dragonstone. Out of sight and out of mind, as they say." Finally, Connington gave a nod. So slight, one could doubt he agreed at all. "But Daenerys stays," Jaehaerys pushed on. "I won't have her at Dragonstone where Viserys can torment her." "Fine!" Connington said, "Now, begone." "You don't order the Crown Prince around, fool!" Stannis protested. "That's quite alright, Lord Baratheon," he said, looking up at him with a small smile. "I was leaving anyway." Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter