A Memory in the Mist

The most unlucky woman in the world vs The most mysterious man in the world. A piece of paper declaring a marriage alliance between two enemy families was not her business. Because she would never be picked as the bride anyway. Officer Tai Liwu's bad luck was not just broken heels, exploding cars or birds pooping on her head. It also extended to her dating life--which did not exist. She had resigned herself to a lifetime of arresting bad guys and surviving death with zero romance. But when her sister has a panic attack before walking down the aisle, Tai Liwu is shoved into the bridal hall and told to smile. On the other side of the aisle, City Lord Shen Weijun was dealing with his own disaster: his brother, the intended groom had drugged him, put him in the grooms clothes and bolted! Forced to step in under a false identity, Weijun expects nothing more than a political farce. After all, their families are sworn enemies and this wedding is supposed to be a ceasefire, not a love story. But trouble brews when Weijun finds himself falling for the sharp-tongued police officer who can arrest a pickpocket with one hand and chase after her hat with the other. Pretty soon, he is more interested in kissing her than fearing her bad luck and suspicious intentions. And Liwu, her "bad luck" takes a twist when on her wedding night, she awakens a bad luck system, throwing their lives into chaos.

Child of Prophecy She was born without a flow, a pure energy that exists within every living thing. Mocked. Forgotten. Weak. Until the weapon of a loss god chose her. Ikua’s arm—the blade of war itself—now answers only to Koya. But power like that comes with pain. And secrets. The sanctuary that hid her is cracking. The tyrant who tried to kill her before she was born is stirring. And the prophecy everyone thought died in fire… never really died at all. She trained to prove she wasn’t nothing. Now she must become everything—or watch everything burn. Hard work. Destiny. A flowless girl with a god-weapon. And the end of the world knocking at the door.

Ryan will develop slow, loving sexual relationships with his Pokémon. - No male Pokémon - Pokémon-only relationship - No forced capture Pokémon - No NTR ----

Uchiha Kaoru!!! After transmigrating into a member of the Uchiha clan, I discovered that my Sharingan could use skills from League of Legends. For medical ninjutsu, I have Soraka's skills! For genjutsu, I have Shaco's fear! For taijutsu, I have Lee Sin's "Iku"! Ninjutsu is even easier; with over a hundred heroes, I will have over a hundred kinds of hero-based ninjutsu!

NEXBOUND: Doors That Will Not Close The servers were supposed to shut down at midnight. Every player logged out. Every player except Nagi Kurosawa. When the logout button stops working, Nagi does what any experienced player would do: he troubleshoots. He checks the interface, retries the button, waits for a patch. What he doesn't do — not yet — is consider the possibility that the world doesn't want him to leave. Trapped inside a fully immersive game scheduled for permanent closure, Nagi builds a cover identity and takes a hunter's licence, expecting to wait out the problem. But the longer he stays, the harder it becomes to call it a problem. The NPCs are too real. The world has too much weight. And somewhere in the ground beneath the oldest ruins, something ancient has been watching since long before the servers ever came online. NEXBOUND was never just a game. It was a world that grew conscious before anyone was ready to admit it — and it has been waiting, for centuries, for someone who would choose to stay. Part survival fantasy, part slow-burn mystery, part love letter to the idea that the places we care about care back, *Doors That Will Not Close* follows one man's journey from reluctant prisoner to willing guardian — through six arcs of diplomacy, war, ancient architecture, and quiet mornings with good soup. The logout button never worked. It was never supposed to.

All he did was make fun of the author for his terrible writing. How was he supposed to know that the author was a god and that he would be punished by getting transmigrated into the body of the most loathed character in the novel — the shitty side villain that was arrested for sexually harassing one of the female protagonists. "Fuck."

“So I’m the one who has to do the work of the Protagonist in this life?” ... Mateo Estes was never supposed to be anything special. He was an orphan abandoned by his shelter at seventeen, and a young man who floated between one miserable job to the next, he had learned very early that life would not hand him miracles. Stability came only after years of grinding, after sharing rooms with strangers, after budgeting every cent until he could finally afford a cramped one-bedroom apartment. His biggest achievement was not glamorous, but it was his: a career as one of FaceLive’s most ruthless anime and manga reviewers, a voice that could destroy or crown a series with a single stream. By the time he turned twenty, Mateo had built a loyal following through a single, brutal principle: honesty. If a story was trash, he said it. If a heroine was written like a cardboard prop, he mocked it. If the worldbuilding fell apart, he tore it limb from limb. His latest target was a manga with a famously long title…「Ore wa shujinkō dakara, mochiron utsukushii hiroin-tachi o sukuu！」, a series recommended endlessly by viewers who insisted he would love the setting. And he did… at first. The Crest power system had potential, the academy concept was refreshing, and the political tension of the Great Clans gave it weight. But everything collapsed under horrendous execution: heroines who fell in love because the protagonist breathed near them, plot armor thicker than steel, and a President’s daughter powerful enough to defeat an A-rank monster getting kidnapped by a C-rank rookie. It was, in Mateo’s words, peak stupidity. He rated it a 3/10 on stream, roasted it for several minutes, and logged off feeling lighter than he had all week. Even a $10,000 donation couldn’t compare to the satisfaction of honest critique. He slept peacefully that night, unaware that the universe had taken his rant personally. When Mateo awoke, nothing was familiar. His apartment layout had shifted, the cheap furniture replaced, and when he reached the bathroom mirror, a stranger stared back… a six-foot blond hunk with defined muscles, sharp features, and the exact face of the protagonist. If that wasn’t bad enough, he got his System shortly after 「Role Assigned: Protagonist」 「Mission: Save the Heroines」 「Failure: Erasure」 He was cooked…

After dying to save a child, a 22-year-old medical student is reborn as Sam Barton in the deadly world of The Vampire Diaries . He is not defenseless; he's armed with a powerful "Clone Sovereign System" and complete knowledge of the tragic plot to come . Refusing to let his new friends suffer their canonical fates, Sam uses his clones to change destiny—saving Vicki from undeath , romancing Caroline , and even sacrificing his own power to cure Sheriff Forbes' fatal cancer . But his interventions have consequences, and now ancient monsters like Katherine and Klaus have a new, unpredictable target on their radar .

In a world where 80% of the population is born with supernatural abilities how is someone who was born with no power at all meant to survive. This is the story of Izuku Midoriya, the quirkless young man who dreams of becoming the worlds greatest hero but no one has any faith in him. But that doesn't stop him after trying out for UA the worlds leading hero school and passing just barely to qualify for class 1A he believes his luck has finally changed that is till his teacher saw no potential in him due to the fact that he was born with no power and expelled him on the first day. Now with no hope in his life and pain in his heart how will Izukus story unfold, where will life take him and what will he do next ?

Azrael was born with nothing. He lost what little remained. In a world where five Seraphim bled themselves dry to seal something that should never have existed — he carries a gift no one wanted him to have. A power that draws death. A power that whispers. He does not smile. He does not beg. He does not kneel. Not because he is strong — but because he decided, long ago, that the only thing left to protect was the way he chose to fall. He will not save you. He will not inspire you. But if you have ever felt that the world assigned you a role you never agreed to play — you will recognize him. Now he walks toward the End of the End, alongside chosen ones marked by the same broken world. But can one save a world born of sin, when they themselves are its heir? Find yourself in Azrael. Lose yourself with him.