parallelworld

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?” AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

After failing her high school entrance exam, Tan You was punished by her mother to face the wall and reflect on her mistakes, and accidentally bound herself to a fledgling beauty system. Tan You originally thought the system was an omnipotent, heaven-sent savior, only to later discover it was just a useless little thing that could only shout "Good job!" Apart from being able to increase her beauty value, it was utterly useless. Yet, after binding to this system, Tan You had no choice but to run around everywhere for it, and thus began Tan You's magnificent and eventful life...

#In every world, the corrupted male lead wants to lock me in a little black room# Shen Lang, true to her name, wreaked havoc upon the world, relying on her soul-snatching and captivatingly beautiful appearance. One day, she was locked onto by a System, the reason surprisingly being that she had broken the laws? Shen Lang issued a three-part denial: “I'm not, I didn't, you're spouting nonsense.” The System counted on its fingers: “According to a rough estimate, the Host, in her previous life, created a time-space machine, a zombie virus, a supernatural ability potion… You have severely violated the universal laws, so the System must punish you.” And so, Shen Lang was “forced” to get down to business, wholeheartedly being a scumbag to the male leads, striving to achieve the “cannon fodder” accomplishment. However, what's going on with the devastatingly handsome and immensely powerful male lead, the big BOSS, becoming paranoid and corrupted and wanting to lock her in a little black room?

A peaceful and tranquil ninja world... Should we send Naruto, the Seventh Hokage, back to the moment just before Minato and Kushina’s deaths, when he unmasks Obito’s true identity? Or maybe we send Naruto, the hero of the Fourth Great Ninja War, to the world of Boruto, reigniting the flames of Konoha in a way that can never be extinguished? Perhaps we send the darkened Menma back to the time when Naruto was bullied, so Konoha can finally feel that pain? Or, maybe we send the weak, pitiful, and isolated Naruto back to the era of the Fourth Hokage to witness the heated debates of the Elder Council? In any case— At this moment, six hundred billion parallel ninja worlds can no longer remain calm and peaceful. Fan translation of 平行忍界：今天又是哪个鸣人穿越了？ by 六道九喇嘛, If possible, please support the original author.

Haruto was just an ordinary high schooler trying to survive after his father’s business collapsed and left behind massive debt. Then the memories started coming. Memories of masterpieces from another world, stories that had never existed in this timeline, yet had the power to make millions laugh, cry, and lose sleep over fictional characters. So he picks up a pen and starts writing. From the bittersweet romance of Blue Spring Ride to the emotional devastation of Anohana, Haruto claws his way up the cutthroat light novel industry one tearjerker at a time. His readers adore him, curse him, and still buy the next volume anyway. Unfortunately… he still has many stories left to tell. —————— MC branches out to manga, anime, games and others as the story progress. He only writes script for them. He writes novels till the end. [Blue Spring Ride] [Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day] [Parasyte] [Puella Magi Madoka Magica] [Initial D] [Cyberpunk: Edgerunners] [And MORE] This is a translation of a fanfic. All characters, story, and rights belong to the original creators. RAW in pinnned review.

One man dominates the world, one art crushes the world The only one who stands before everyone and everything but has no life nor feeling, more dead than alive stare at the world he couldn't love or hate it All he wants is to die so he can't feel that way anymore but if he isn't dead there's still hope Another one who can't raise his head, is ashamed of his acts, too weak to show up, and is cursed but he won't give up and still fight till reach the stars in the sky Give up despair, and uphold hope When Shion Lan awakened in the day he left the family but discovered the ominous being inside himself. What to do? Giving up or fight back? Being friends or enemies? The ties between them, will it be strnger or cut?

Asher, a genius who’s never tasted defeat, sees the ultimate thrill in risking everything. But in a world shaped by imagination, where power twists truth and identity, even the sharpest mind can unravel. One world behind him. One new world to conquer. Or be erased like the rest.

The fateful encounter with a truck sent video game developer Wu Xiaoming into a parallel world. He was now the son of a past action star, a child star who failed to accomplish much in his adult career, and a wanderer in the ethereal realm hidden behind the glamorous physical world. And ghost hunting had not only become his career, but also his way to live. Lucky for him, he brought the game he was developing with him - only that right now, HE was the one with the character panel, inventory systems and skills. It’s Haoliwood, the Hollywood in this world, and it’s full of ghosts, baby!

"Is one soul enough to recognise other in a different form?" Alex, a cyber-fairy from the far future is a rendezvous agent at an organisation called Re-Connect, who is responsible for bringing people connected by fate to meet each other again. He is tasked with getting 5 pairs to meet again, by writing plays that suit the scenario to create an environment for them to discover each other. He meets Ben by chance, a side character in the troop he's working for, who's a little too pompous for his liking, and is someone Alex dreads. Will Ben allow Alex to complete his mission? Is the mission the end of it? Or is a dark labyrinth awaits them both?

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you.  ... So, can you look at me?

Are you ready for a trip with Dave, Rose, Alex, and Jane to different worlds?

Silas Gray was never meant to enter the parallel world. After falling into a hidden reflection of reality, he is taken in by a man hiding among ordinary people—his guardian, Elias—and sent to WTRS Academy, where the Watchers train individuals with abnormal potential. Ranked last and placed in Null, the weakest division, Silas is mocked as a failure. But Null isn’t weak. It’s unfinished. As rival houses rise and shadows move, Silas becomes a variable the Watchers can’t control—and a threat even they fear. Every choice is observed. Every secret has a direction.

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

In the 15× scale Megalopolis of Zone #813, everyone is obsessed with the "Player" grind—climbing the ranks, joining the Aegis Corporation, and reaching the restricted heights of Zone #811. Mateo "Teo" Valdes isn't interested. While the elite speedrunners and corporate guilds fight over digital territory, Teo spends his days fulfilling his "NPC Script" in Neo-Ybor, delivering café con leche and listening to his Abuelo’s stories about the world before the Great Sync. But Teo has a secret: the System doesn't just see him as a player; it sees him as a core asset. As a Non-Player Player, Teo’s power is invisible. To a Level 99 Paladin, he’s just a "Local Citizen" background character. But when the humidity hits 98% and the clock strikes 3 PM, Teo becomes a conduit for the System’s rawest code. He doesn't need a legendary sword when he can simply "re-categorize" a boss monster into a non-aggressive scenery object. When the Aegis Corporation begins a hostile "Update" that threatens to delete the cultural history of Ybor, Teo can no longer hide behind his humble routine. He must navigate a world of 65 fractured zones, playing the role of the "weak NPC" while secretly wielding the power to short-circuit the entire Florika Sunbelt Convergence. In a world of gods and monsters, the most dangerous man is the one you didn't bother to notice.

Ren wakes up in a body that’s already falling apart Overweight, exhausted barely holding life together. A life where tomorrow always looks worse than today But would a soul who has escaped the worst break or build a pillar that others could lean on? With a system that rewards discipline and a world that thrives on visibility, he begins rebuilding himself one step at a time. This time, progress isn’t imaginary, it's the culmination of effort And he has every intention of going further [System Re-evaluating User Path…] [Core Aspiration Detected] [Peak Superstar System Activated]

The RWBY girls Ruby,Weiss,Blake,And Clyde(Yang) React to pretty much everything and anything i can think of.

9 brothers. One throne. I will be Queen. In a parallel world where Earth’s continents are Kingdoms, ten-year-old Princess Adira of Oceania knows three things: she is reborn, she will be married into the Kingdom of Europe as a political pawn, and she will die at thirty-five. Awakened with twenty-five years of future memories, she now has a second chance to rewrite her fate. In a world where only men can inherit and women are treated as chattel, Adira must wield her forbidden ice magic and knowledge of the future to carve out her own path. Amidst bloodshed and betrayal, she will fight for survival and claim the Oceanian throne even if she has to break every law of succession to do it. She has one vow: I Will Be Queen. Seven Kingdoms. Seven Fated Rulers. One Vow: I Will Be Strong.

A K-pop trainee dies before his debut, only to wake in the body of a royal prince in the Noesoj Dynasty. His music enchants the people—but also catches the King’s attention. Forbidden melodies, political intrigue, and a court that’s ready to chew him up. Can a boy from the future survive the palace, steal hearts, and maybe even conquer the throne? No light sticks, no autotune—just silk robes, court rituals, and a monarchy that would rather silence him than hear him sing. A trainee from another world might just rewrite history… Author's Note: I am a ZEROSE.

"If science can explain everything, why does Xu Chen feel impossible?" Aum was raised in a civilization where emotion is chemical error and love is nothing more than biological weakness. As one of the most brilliant scientists in his galaxy, he has spent his entire life trusting logic over instinct. Then a cosmic accident strands him on Earth. His only lead is Xu Chen — a cold, unreadable man whose existence defies everything Aum understands about the universe. Xu Chen should have been temporary. A variable. A problem to solve. Instead, he becomes an obsession Aum cannot calculate. As the distance between them disappears, Aum finds himself torn between two impossible choices: return home to the stars… or remain beside the only person who has ever made him feel human. A slow-burn sci-fi BL romance about cosmic fate, emotional awakening, and a love powerful enough to rewrite reality itself.