Fantasy

Born in a world where mana defines everything — power, status, even existence — Aizen Caelmir was born with none. Labeled a failure, ignored by his noble family, and discarded by society… he should’ve been broken. But the world forgot one thing: Not all power comes from mana. Enrolled in the elite Zenrai Academy, Aizen must navigate elemental exams, rival prodigies, masked cults, ancient bloodlines, and a growing darkness that no one sees coming. Between cold rivals, stormborn queens, and friends with secrets of their own — his journey has just begun. He’s not here to prove himself. He’s here to break the system.

Yin Qingle fell in love with the male supporting character Yan Buzhi from a novel, crying every day over his tragic life. Yan Buzhi was the young master of the Xuan Chi Sect, extraordinarily talented and a rare gem. Only when the sect master’s biological son was found did he realize he was just a disposable stand-in. He was forcefully stripped of his spiritual root, inflicted with a cold poison, and took the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation in place of the real heir, plunging into an abyss thereafter.Yan Buzhi endured immense humiliation, turned to demonic cultivation, and became a feared evil spirit in the cultivation world. Ultimately, he was killed jointly by the male and female protagonists. Before his death, he had nothing but received the remark: “Fate plays with men.” Yin Qingle: “Wuu wuu wuu, my dear Zhi Zhi’s life is so hard, don’t cry, mommy will hold you.” The next day, she woke up to find herself transmigrated. Her mission: to conquer Yan Buzhi in order to return home.Yin Qingle: “…Is there such a good thing?” Not long after receiving the mission, a bloodied Yan Buzhi fell from the sky. Having fallen off a cliff, the weak and soon-to-be corrupted Yan Buzhi in the valley coldly rejected her approach with three phrases:”Go away, don’t touch me, or I’ll kill you.” But Yin Qingle didn’t leave; instead, she hugged him and kissed him on the forehead. Yan Buzhi: “??” Later, Yan Buzhi harbored a secret in his heart; he fell in love with the bright and sunny girl beside him. He knew she liked his flawless, ethereal demeanor. But she didn’t know his mind was filled with dirty, despicable thoughts, not meant for others to hear. When he could no longer contain himself, he laid bare his soul in front of Yin Qingle. She widened her eyes: “That’s it?” “I already knew.” She pressed against him and kissed him without allowing any resistance. Yan Buzhi: “???!!”

"And what do you know about harmonizing?" Xiao Yue looked at him as if he had just spit on her ancestor's grave. "Me? I'm the CEO of the Inner Dao. I have a Master's in Spiritual Synergy and a triple Ph.D. in Multitasking Cultivation, with honors in 'Qi Optimization Under Pressure.' Should I show you my resume, or would you prefer a PowerPoint presentation on my celestial achievements?" Kenji Tanaka was a Japanese CEO with the soul of a spreadsheet: cold, analytical, and completely allergic to improvisation. He died like any good executive: from an excess of meetings. Now, he's Lian, a nobody in a world of cultivators, dragons, absurd sects, and spiritual manuals that take ten lifetimes to read. Martial talent? Zero. Ability to shatter mountains with a single blow? Nil. A master plan to turn chaos into a celestial startup, KPIs and all? Absolutely. They are the unstoppable force. He is the guy with the plan, the tea, and the to-do list. While his harem of martial geniuses smashes armies as if they were piñatas, Lian optimizes formations, improves techniques, manages internal conflicts, and turns alchemy into a production line. He doesn't fight, he doesn't scream, he doesn't cultivate like a madman. He outsources the violence. Because cultivating like crazy is optional, but leading with efficiency is mandatory.

Izuku Midoriya had always believed his Quirk was the cruelest joke fate could play. “Train,” they called it. But it didn’t build muscle. It didn’t awaken hidden strength. All it did was teach the neighborhood dogs a few tricks. While his classmates dreamed of glory, he was stuck with leashes and plastic bags. Until one day, the sky split open and a horned goddess in purple spandex descended right in the middle of the city: Mt. Lady. A ridiculous accident, an even more ridiculous landing—and suddenly Izuku uncovered the truth. His Quirk didn’t train animals… it trained human bodies. It enhanced, corrected, perfected. One touch, one spark of energy, and impossible curves came to life. A hormonal mistake led him to the greatest revelation of his existence: maybe he wasn’t born to be the strongest hero. But he was born to be… the secret trainer of the world’s most powerful heroines.

"What does duty mean to you?" Shackled by the Empire's last flickering breath, the Princess is smitten by a hotshot rookie commander. Duty-bound, both of them learn to lead . . . together, or apart. ✧ Lay down the humble crown, fight the war and kill the dove. The Old Golems only frown upon the ones who cannot love. ✧ Princess May thought the crown never fit her - she was too clumsy, too frail, too immature. But when a traitor kidnaps her only sister, she must leave the polished palace and chase a spy through the Empire's darkest shadows. Yjennka forged the start of his legendary military career, catching royal attention like a crack of thunder. Rising through the ranks, the Princess took him in as a top-tier bodyguard. But behind the accolades and Guard status, he must carry the weight of every soul lost under his command. With secrets, scars, and the spy hunt unravelled, the duo's paths intertwine. Together, they'll learn how leadership binds them together - or tears them apart . . . --- A low fantasy story set in an alternative medieval-gunpowder mix era. Slow burn romance, court thriller mystery, existential philosophy, military strategy, and just good ol' fantasy action/slice of life. Trigger warnings of violence, warfare, moral ambiguity, heavy romance.

Kael was summoned and slaved by the heroine of the story in a world where the majority are women. With his help alongside other "maniacs", she's going to kill the "Empress of Demons," or at least that's what he thinks. But his goal - get away from them and to survive as much as she can. First Novel - ESL

Life is ironic. Love and hatred are but two sides of the same coin. Emotions change quickly. Sometimes she was too slow, maybe that was why she didn’t see it coming. *** To the one she thought she knew, the wounded her ended up saying, “You were my one and only real friend, I thought I was yours too.” “… You are right. And because you are, I need you to die,” he had answered. *** To the one she thought would never understand her, the suffering her requested, “A lie. Just a last one, before my death... Lie to me again.” Despite the pain, the smile on her face was sweet, a genuine one as she made that plea. “I love you,” he had whispered.