The Last Heroes of Olympus

This is the end. I’m going to die… That was the only thought in my mind as I stood surrounded by monsters, abandoned by my teachers and classmates during a monster rampage. Just as the Minotaur raised its hammer to crush me, a figure appeared out of nowhere. He swung his scythe and sliced the beast in half, then cut down the rest of the monsters in the blink of an eye. From that day on, I saw him as my savior. But why did everyone else see him as a villain? The media painted him as cruel and cold, a brutal ranker with an awful personality. They called him dangerous, someone to be feared and hated. What the hell are you guys talking about? Ezekiel isn’t like that! But no one believed me. Years passed, and I saw him again... It was at his funeral. He saved my life, and I couldn't save his. The guilt crushed me. But then, a miracle came. I was given a chance to make one single wish. “I wish I could save him!” I shouted without hesitation. And in that moment, time turned back to the day he died. #modernfantasy #romance #femaleleadpov #dungeons #rankers #adventurers #monsters #gates#internet#revenge

Welcome to the world of true powerhouses, Murim Online.] [The device is malfunctioning, and you have failed to log out.] [Would you like to try disconnecting again?] [Yes or No] When he tried to return to the virtual reality, the place he logged into was the ‘real Murim’. A rare psychopath, dropped into Murim by the Grim Reaper’s mistake. In a Murim filled with conspiracies and malice, Dong Bong-soo, his ruthless fangs, cast their shadow.

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When Rio opened his eyes, he found that he had been reborn as an extra in a novel which he finished reading just yesterday. Moreover, he has become a student of the same battle academy, where the main plot will happen. .... Looking at the protagonist playing with his harem, Rio shook his head and decided: "I will steal the protagonist's chances; as for what will happen to the main plot? I don't care..." "Why would you care about the plot of the story if your own life is miserable anyway..." Would you like to accompany Rio on his journey and find out where his selfish stealing activities will lead him? [NO HAREM, SELFISH MC, FAST-PACED, DIABETIC ROMANCE!] .... *The book cover is an Ai art! same is true for the character arts!* My discord server link:- https://discord.gg/Rv8xabCnzP

Kael is the most feared assassin in the city, a silent killer who never fails his missions. Trained and controlled by a powerful organization, he lives only to eliminate his targets. But after completing what should have been a routine assassination, Kael is suddenly betrayed by the very people he served. Surrounded and outnumbered, the organization destroys an entire skyscraper just to make sure he dies. Buried beneath the ruins, the legendary assassin takes his final breath. But death is not the end. Kael awakens in a new world, reborn with the memories of his past life. In a land filled with magic, power, and kingdoms, the weapon that once lived in the shadows will begin a new journey, one that could shake the world itself.

Julius Alon is a broke 23-year-old .NET developer working in Makati’s corporate world. After eight months of coding endless tickets and drowning in debt, his bank account shows only ₱0.97 remaining. But one night, after joking about wanting the power to rewind time, the impossible happens. Julius gains the ability to rewind time by 60 seconds. With this power, mistakes disappear and opportunities become guaranteed. Stock trades, business deals, and risky decisions suddenly become easy. From a struggling programmer buried in debt, Julius begins climbing toward something far greater. But in the ruthless world of money and power, becoming rich may be the easy part. Because the higher Julius rises, the more dangerous the game becomes.

It's Marvel with a touch of mystery fanfiction (just kidding). Mystery elements gradually seep into the Marvel Universe. But make no mistake—this is pure Marvel fanfiction, so feel free to dive in. In 2008, Lin Huai, having just finished reading a novel, finds himself thrust into a pivotal moment in the Marvel universe. A devoted follower of the God of Poverty (just kidding), he discovers that he has been chosen by the Fool, granting him early access to the abilities of a fortune teller. And just like that, the Marvel Universe gains its very own Riddler. He repeatedly appears at key turning points in the world's development, each time for different reasons, gathering the materials he needs to advance through the completion of rituals. As his power grows, however, he begins to feel increasingly unlike the person he once imagined himself to be. Desperate to uncover his true identity, he struggles fiercely against the scripts written by powerful forces—while occasionally indulging in a bit of fun to hold onto his humanity. His ultimate goal? To peel back the gray fog shrouding the Open Source Fortress and discover who he really is!

On the same day the Holt family was declared bankrupt, Hilla Holt, the most beautiful woman in New Islands, became a target for humiliation. But to everyone's surprise, Miss Holt turned the tables and got married! Her husband? A man who had been bedridden for half a year, unable to even blink—Bruce Burton. What. An. Ending. She became nothing more than a pawn in a joke. However, just when everyone expected Madam Benner to crumble under loneliness, right in the middle of all the drama, Bruce Burton woke up! Hilla Holt was supposed to be kicked out of the Burton household. Everyone waited… and waited… But instead, Bruce Burton cherished his wife so much that soon, no one dared to even look Madam Burton in the eye.

I married a monster to save my sister. Now he won't let me go. I have forty-eight hours to find $750,000, or my sixteen-year-old sister becomes collateral damage for our father's gambling debts. I'm a pediatric nurse with $340 in my bank account and zero options—until a man in a tailored suit finds me at midnight and makes an offer that sounds completely insane: Marry his employer. Ask no questions. Obey without hesitation. In exchange? Every debt erased. My family protected. Forever. I sign the contract without reading it. I don't meet my husband until our wedding day. Killian Archer is the most beautiful—and terrifying—man I've ever seen. Ice-blue eyes that miss nothing. A presence that makes grown men step back. And everyone in this city either worships him or fears him. The ceremony takes eleven minutes. He slides a platinum ring onto my finger like a shackle and says three words that change everything: "You're mine now." I expect a wedding night. Instead, he shows me to a separate bedroom and gives me rules: Don't leave without security. Don't ask about his business. Don't test him. He keeps his distance—cold, controlled, untouchable. But I see the cracks. The way his hands clench when I walk past. The way he watches me like I'm something he wants to devour. The way he stands outside my bedroom door at 3am like he's fighting a war with himself. He says our marriage is just business. Everything about him screams obsession. Then I discover the truth: Killian didn't just pay my father's debts. He created them. Bought out the loan sharks. Orchestrated my desperation. Trapped me so completely that I had no choice but to come to him. Because six months ago, Killian Archer saw me in a coffee shop and decided I was his. He doesn't do love. Doesn't do relationships. Doesn't let anyone close. But he'll manipulate me, bind me, cage me—make me want to stay even if it destroys us both. When I confront him, he doesn't apologize. Doesn't even pretend to feel guilty. "I take what I want, Isla. And I've wanted you since the moment I saw you." I should run. I try to run. But Killian's enemies are circling, and the most dangerous man in the city is somehow the safest place I've ever been. Then his rival kidnaps me to get revenge—and I watch Killian become something worse than a monster to get me back. I should be horrified by the violence. The darkness. The blood on his hands. Instead, I realize I'm falling in love with this beautiful, broken, obsessive man who would burn the entire world down before letting me be hurt. Our contract says eighteen months. But Killian Archer doesn't know how to let go. And I'm starting to think I don't want him to.

The Xineos Clan is gone. Not destroyed. Not massacred. Just… forgotten. Their final ritual failed. Their bloodline faded. Their name became nothing more than dust on old, rotting pages. Nobody remembers them, and nobody cares to. Except me. I’m Lucas the last living reminder of a clan that achieved absolutely nothing in the end. At least, that’s what the world thinks. What they don’t know is that hidden inside the ruins of my family’s failure… is a power no clan has ever understood. Not the Lotus Clan with their Pure Eyes. Not the Motomato Clan with their Clover Eyes. Not even the legendary Six Worldly Eyes. Because every “great” ocular ability in history? Every single one? They all came from one source. The Primordial Eyes.