1. Who Lt. Commander Ladova. Active-duty officer. Young woman in her prime. 2. Setting It's the twenty-seventh century. Humanity has conquered space and hops between the stars. But it all matters not, because for most of this book, Ladova is stuck on an unknown planet, surrounded by the Anomaly and surviving against the beasts with the powers it produces. 3. Stakes Survive or die, Ladova. Preferably without losing what makes you — you.
gormartsen · Sci Fi · 32 ch
She was supposed to be just a pawn in the games of throne that I played. A nanny for my Damian and perhaps also a little entertainment in my bedchamber as well. Why then did I have to risk it all for her sake? Why then was I willing to take a second chance? She was just a human. I had not felt this way even for my queen, a mighty dragon. *** Draco was a ruthless Dragon King who only cared about power and position. He and Liana were no match. The only thing connecting them was Damian. Damian was Draco's son from his deceased wife, Kiara. And he happened to slip down to the mortal human world. There he was being raised by Liana who saw him as her own son. Things turn difficult when Lucian, Draco's brother start developing feelings towards Liana just like he had for Kiara, in his heart.
Frost · Romance · 1 ch
Original ONGOING Portal Fantasy / IsekaiTime LoopUrban FantasyProgressionWar and MilitaryActionMysteryPsychologicalRomanceApocalypseDystopiaFirst ContactGender BenderHigh FantasyMagitechMale LeadMartial ArtsMythosReincarnationSteampunk Warning: This fiction contains: Graphic Violence Profanity Sensitive Content On the empty street, a lone figure walked. A black coat draped over a white shirt, stained in dark, uneven patches that had yet to dry. Black trousers followed the same muted tone, blending him into the night as though he belonged to it more than the world around him. His hair was black, unremarkable at a glance, yet his eyes—sharp, brown, and unwavering—carried a quiet weight. Not exhaustion of the body, but something deeper, something that had settled within him long before this moment. Blood marked his clothes. Fresh enough to glisten faintly beneath the dim light, yet old enough to cling stubbornly, refusing to fade. The road remained silent. No footsteps but his own disturbed the stillness. No distant engines, no whisper of wind—nothing. Only a single street lamp stood above, casting a weak, yellow glow that felt… insufficient, as though it illuminated less than it should, leaving parts of the world just slightly beyond reach. And in that dim light— Something about the scene felt incomplete. Then, without warning, the streetlight flickered. Once. Then twice. Then irregularly, as though something unseen had begun interfering with its rhythm. The shadows shifted with it—but not entirely in sync. A fraction too slow. A fraction too late. As if they were no longer bound perfectly to the objects that cast them. NOTE:- Please only read if you are ready to imagine the extreme gore and all types of mortal cruelty. Also available on Minkly.io in audio form
Phoenixfly_steller · Mystery · 7 ch
He was a mere cleaner in the midst of world heroes. Nothing more. Burdened with responsibility far beyond his age, Yuin scraped by through multiple jobs. One of which was cleaning after the esteemed heroes and serving as their emotional outlet. Until a sudden malfunction in the hero system opened a new path. A dangerous one. On the day the heroes began their patriotic mission, Yuin was forcibly selected. Not to be a hero, but as one of the hundreds meant to be slaughtered as a display of power by the celestials who imposed the hero system upon the world. They are undefeated, even by the heroes. But Yuin, a mere cleaner, labeled potentialless, seized that dangerous path. And did what no one else could. He killed a celestial. Not one. Two. As an unregistered existence within the system—an error—Yuin became a loophole capable of ending beings beyond the world itself. Yet to those in power, he remains nothing more than a cleaner. He is ignored and overlooked, unaware that he is the very key to defeating the beings they fear most. Now dragged into deadly survival rounds alongside thousands, Yuin fights in places he was meant to die. And there, he climbs the ranks. Like every other, Yuin is granted the privilege to summon players. But unlike the rest, he does not follow the norm. While others summon power, he summons the exceptional. They summon attack players—he summons an alchemist who defies the limits of the world. They summon defenders—he summons a broker, a cunning figure who bends the system’s forbidden laws and deals in what even the system itself does not offer. He is an error. And errors… cannot be controlled.
DemoiselleAhkinie · Fantasy · 10 ch
Five hundred years after "The Shattering" left a scar on the world forever, humanity lives in a fragile " peace " upheld by the cold, iron grip of the Rogue Capture Team (R.C.T.). Terra Umbral doesn’t care about peace. He doesn’t even care much about his own name. As a "Dragon-Killer" with a kill count close to a thousand, Terra is a chaotic force of crimson Ether and lost memories. When a routine heist for a mysterious relic goes wrong in Washington D.C., Terra becomes the target of a full-scale manhunt led by the R.C.T.’s most elite and most unhinged operatives. Forced to take along Dash, a naive sporeborn youth whose life he has already ruined.
dumbhd · Action · 13 ch
It is the story of an ordinary middle school student who is suddenly cursed by a powerful Demon Lord from another world. Despite this, he gradually awakens his magical powers, surpassing all creatures that have ever existed (except the gods), and begins his journey to take revenge on demonkind.
mrjapturk · Fantasy · 20 ch
He had never believed in fantasy. All tales of heroism and righteousness, destiny, they always felt like lies. Where force rules all, law is but the mirage. After being abused, isolated, and plagued by misfortunes in his youth, he knew only one truth: the powerful always got whatever they wanted. Then one calm New Year's day, reality began to fall apart. Individuals vanish. Cities collapse. The sky shatters like a pane of glass. And an inexplicable, luminescent blue phrase lights up: "This world has been written." The entire world began to be systematically erased, but as for him, he was unaffected, like an overlooked error the world failed to delete. Standing amidst this collapsing reality, he confronts the horrifying question: "What if the world has never truly existed? And, was I not meant to be in it in the first place?"
bad_writer · Mystery · 3 ch
While reading novels have you wondered what would happen if you were to be put in one? I am sure you have, but let me ask you one more thing- will you survive? would the plans you have made work ? if they do will you be able to pay the cost?
red · Action · 3 ch
Lucas, a delinquent 13 year old boy, falls into a ditch headfirst after doing his usual delinquencies, and dies one second before the universe unexpectedly ends due to a mysterious cause. While everyone else is completely gone, Lucas isn't. Not just yet. He gets reborn as Aelion in a mysterious world of space, magic, and advanced civilizations. From a helpless newborn to a man destined for greatness, Aelion will explore cosmic wonders and power beyond imagination. In a world where power decides everything, Aelion will face many challenges and obstacles, grow into a legend, all while uncovering the mysteries of this brand new strange, dangerous, and beautiful world.
AlBex · Sci Fi · 1 ch
Into the Grimm darkness of the far future... there is only adventure! Clans of mercenary and explorers travel the galaxies far and wide for all kind of reasons, fighting mighty monsters and forging their more or less small empires. Six young adults are about to join their ranks after years of training, but one terrible night separates most of them. Sora will have to find out with old and new friends what secrets the Force hides and what he has to do with them. https://discord.gg/bUk7MtxSJE https://www.tumblr.com/rjkingofdirewolwes?source=share Any art used here doesn't belong to me, but to the respective owners. The cover was made from Nikolas Draper-Ivey
Vulcanrider · Action · 51 ch
Roderick Vale is a failure. In a family of Gravity mages, his only talent is turning expensive linseed oil into charcoal-smudged garbage. His brother hates him, his mom pities him, and his "masterpiece" of a noble knight looks like a stickman with a stroke. Then the stickman stepped off the canvas. It’s 2D, it smells like wet paint, and it makes the sound of tearing flesh. When the System greets Roderick, it doesn't give him fireballs or flight. It gives him the power to bring his own neurological disasters to life. Gildenfall isn't ready for an army of sentient scribbles, and honestly, neither is Roderick.
Glazy · Fantasy · 1 ch
Codex is absolute. Each tome, a shard of the creator's will. A sacred archive that chronicles the fates of all who belong to a specific dynasty—those who have passed, and those yet to be born—each word penned by the creator's own hand. What does a prince do when, upon stepping into adulthood and unlocking the truth of his destiny, he discovers that his very existence is the harbinger of doom for the homeland he loves? One cannot escape fate. History has etched in blood the names of those who tried. Yet, in this once-mighty empire, now reduced to a hollow shell of its former glory, even a fated catastrophe can be transformed into an opportunity. After all, the codex may be absolute, but a man's word... is not.
AuthorOfAllCreation · Magical Realism · 5 ch
In the Astrum Imperium, power follows a single law: ascend or be crushed beneath those who do. Humanity rules the Solar System through the Paths of power-an ancient Ascension system that allows the Awakened to wield fragments of divine Authority. The Imperium recognizes eight ranks, from the first Spark to the legendary Divine. Those who rise become rulers, generals, and living weapons. Those who fail vanish inside the deadly trials known as Domain Echoes. Darien Halcrest is sixteen and born on the frozen moon of Callisto, far from the shining capitals of the Inner Worlds. The son of a disgraced noble family, his future depends on one thing: surviving the brutal Crucible Academy on Terra and mastering his Ice Affinity. If he succeeds, he can restore his family's honor. If he fails, he becomes another forgotten cadet swallowed by the Imperium's ruthless hierarchy. But the system humanity depends on is not as perfect as it seems. Deep inside an Imperial transport ship, an ancient artifact that has slept for ten thousand years begins to awaken. When it does, the fragile structure holding the Imperium together will start to fracture. And somewhere in the darkness between worlds, something unwritten is waiting. Darien Halcrest only wanted to climb the Path. Instead, he may become the one who breaks it.
TheNoGod · Fantasy · 1 ch
Diversity is humanity’s greatest weapon. A million minds, a million ways to survive, a million ways to die. But in the face of death, everyone unifies. Everyone begs the dark for a God. My name is Sword. It wasn’t always, but I now can’t remember what it was before the Facility took it. I was kidnapped from a normal life and thrown into a place built to grind people into weapons: trials, monsters, human hunters, and choices that rot your morals. Survive, and you earn another day. Fail, and you vanish. Now I’m a soldier with one purpose: war and slaughter. This is my story. (Dark Sci-fi Progression Fantasy)
IchorX · Action · 12 ch
In my previous life, I was the only one who died when the apocalypse first began. Worse still, I was sent back to ancient China with two sons and a farming system… and somehow, I ended up filthy rich.
Dead_flower · Apocalypse · 1 ch
On the continent of Af-Ri, nine kingdoms stand beneath one sovereign authority. Nine Salvador siblings. Nine rulers. Nine kingdoms. All bound under one man — Kaelion Salvador. They do not call him King. Because there has not been one since the age of Set. The throne sits empty by law. Only the one who awakens the Cry of the Ancestors may ascend it. Not by vote. Not by bloodline alone. By power acknowledged by the world itself. For two centuries the Cry has been silent. Until the night a child is born. His eyes bleed. The air fractures. Ancient wards tremble. And beyond Af-Ri's sacred Seal, in the dark where no living soul has stood in a hundred and fifty years, something that has been waiting finally stirs. Not in fear. In recognition. The Creeds were never extinct. They were patient. Watching. Enduring. Waiting for the return of what they were built to destroy. And one child's first breath has just told them — across every mile of stone and silence between them — that he exists. The nine rulers of Af-Ri must now stand as one. Because this is no longer a question of succession. It is survival. This is not the story of a boy growing stronger. It is the story of a continent that must hold together long enough for a king to be ready — and an enemy that has waited two centuries learning exactly how to make sure he never gets the chance. The Cry has spoken. The world has heard it. What comes next has been planned for longer than any of them have been alive
Spadesscribe · Fantasy · 5 ch
After surviving the greatest school massacre of the century, a young man awakens with no memory of who he is. No past. No memories. No identity. He tries to move forward, leaving behind the scars he cannot even remember. However, the more he distances himself, the more fate insists on pulling him back. Encounters with people who seem to know him reveal fragments of a story he never knew was buried… or perhaps one he wanted to forget. Between what was lost and what still lingers in the shadows, submerged beneath the underground of his own truth, a question haunts him like a constant whisper… What did I leave behind?
NovelsEmFragmentos · Urban Fantasy · 1 ch
An unfeeling young man bored of his stable yet monotone life has his entire reality changed after a strange power is given to him by a place that doesn't exist. He now must decide what to do with it and if he should carry out his plans for the world while also maintaining his dying relationship with the people around him.
The4th · Psychological · 3 ch
After falling into the backroom, Owen--a northern hunter, has to quickly find an exit, he wants to return... Later, he finds a note. It's help! but, he's still alone.. no.. he isn't.. He was never alone.. They are always here for him... Something's watching.. He's safe. . ?
SuVeryLong · Adventure · 5 ch
Matas is a roofer, not a hero. When a highway wreck and a red curve in the sky drop him onto the side of a forgotten mountain, there's no prophecy waiting for him—only stone, hunger, and a System that records his every choice instead of explaining any of them . Samhal survives because a buried crystal Heart keeps the worst luck off its people, quietly paying out Probability Debt so roofs don't fall and dungeon doors don't explode. Now that Heart is humming off‑beat, debt is coming due—and every "near miss" the System forgives has to be paid in blood or stone, somewhere, by someone. Drafted as a wall scout, Matas earns his bunk the only way he knows how: reading bad load paths before they kill someone and letting a hostile System wire more omen into his bones every time the village needs an "active participant." To get anyone out before the Heart fails and the rust‑choir of ten thousand trapped souls wakes, Matas will have to become exactly what this world fears—an honor‑bound Omen‑Step engineer who decides which debts get paid, and whose names get written on the ledger. Chapters post Mon/Wed/Fri Comments, follows, and saves help the story be found. If you like the direction, interact—I read and reply to all comments within 24 hours. [ Patreon ]
The Vilkas · Litrpg · 10 ch