His Forgotten Mistress

Conscripted at fifteen, Park Seongjin steps into a war already older than his fear. His father has fallen. His brother is missing. His name is carved into wood and sent toward the frontier. He is not a prodigy. He is not chosen. He is merely another boy placed inside iron and dust. War does not create heroes—it erodes them. Steel demands discipline. Loss demands endurance. Campaign after campaign, repetition after repetition, the body learns before the mind understands. On battlefields ruled by ironclad cavalry and endless formations, he survives—not through brilliance, but through restraint. Not through destiny, but through persistence. Yet in surviving, something begins to take shape. The sword ceases to be a weapon alone. It becomes a path. This is a slow-burning war and progression story about experience, discipline, and the forging of a swordsman—step by step, until the blade and the man are no longer separate. This is my first time sharing my work on a global platform. I truly look forward to your evaluation and feedback. I am particularly interested in how readers from different cultural backgrounds perceive the story. Thank you sincerely. Author Note: This story may soon be contracted with another platform, so it might be removed from webnobel.. If you're interested, please read it while it is still available. Thank you.

Sith Oguro is transmigrated into the pirate world and sees its cruelty with his own eyes. In that moment, all the talk of hot-blooded heroism and freedom turns out to be a lie. With the Divine Kingdom System, he summons the Gotei 13! Four Emperors? Three Admirals? I have thirteen captains! Gorosei? Knights of God? I have the Zero Division! The world’s king Imu? I am the Soul King, ruler of all Shinigami! This world is already drenched in death and slaughter, so using Shinigami to suppress it is not too much. Since this world has no pure land, I will carve one out with my own hands!

I had a simple plan: transmigrate into the world of Ben 10, enjoy a lazy summer road trip, and let my dorky younger cousin, Ben Tennyson, handle all the world-saving drama. After all, I was armed with the 'Another Omnitrix'—a superior version belonging to the infamous Bad Ben—so I could afford to kick back and relax. But my very existence created a butterfly effect, preventing Ben from getting his watch. Now, a horde of alien bounty hunters, intergalactic tyrants, and mad scientists are knocking on our RV door, and they're all looking for *me*. Forced into the hero role I never wanted, I have to protect my family while desperately trying to push my cousin into the spotlight he was destined for. But as I'm dragged deeper into this chaotic new life, I'm starting to realize my power is more than just alien transformations; it's an anomaly that shakes the very foundations of the multiverse. Saving the world? Fine. Being a hero? I'll pass. My goal is simple: survive the summer, make sure Ben does the heavy lifting, and maybe, just maybe, get some peace and quiet. Is that too much to ask? [Raw: Ben10：我不想当英雄] [TAGS & CATEGORY] Category: Fanfiction Tags: #Action #Advanture #Comedy #System #Overpowered #Transmigration #WeakToStrong #Modern #Fanfic #SliceOfLife Topic: #Ben10 #OPMC #SlackerProtagonist #Omnitrix #Fanfiction #AlienAdventure

In a distant past, the seven Ancestral Beasts clashed, and the blood they spilled rained onto the entire plane, infecting humans and animals alike, making them part of their powerful bloodlines. As a small village’s hunter, Liam was unaware of the consequences of that legendary battle. His sole goal was to become a cultivator to gain the strength and resources he needed to avenge his family. Yet, when Liam’s Ancestral Bloodline awakened, he uncovered a connection between his family’s killers and the Dragon King, a connection that could expand his revenge to the entire Kingdom. -------------------- Discord link: https://discord.gg/mefzf3aQJ8 Instagram: eocnovels X: @EoCNovels Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com

Aokiwa transmigrated to the Uchiha clan in Konoha year 49, with only seven years left until the clan's annihilation. A set of women's clothing—wearing it would accelerate his training. A Zanpakuto—its Bankai would make him invincible. Aokiwa chose to wear women's clothing and train quietly, planning to crush everyone later. During his training, he met Uchiha Itachi, and to conceal his identity, he adopted the name Haruko to dispel suspicion. Seven years passed. Just as Aokiwa was about to take off his women's clothing and draw his greatsword, Obito arrived. "You look a lot like a girl I know." "Would you like to join my organization?" Obito asked. Aokiwa: "......"

"So needy, little El," he murmured, his voice thick with dark amusement. Then, i felt the press of his finger at my entrance. When he plunged it inside, a jolt of pure, electric shock seized my body. I jerked, but their hands hend my hip down, pinning me.  What was this new, overwhelming sensation. I clenched around his finger involuntarily, a broken moan escaping me as he pulled out, only to thrust back in slowly. This wasn't fair. They were the ones who had deceived me. Why was i the one being punished like this? Another skilled finger found my clit, rubbing tight, frantic circles. I didn't know which was one of them was doing it as Kieran's pace inside me wasn't slowing and my body was jerking helplessly with every thrust. With my hands still pinned, i was completely at their mercy. The control I'd seized has been ripped away too soon. It wasn't fair. But stars above, I wanted more. **** I don’t want to be with the triplets, so I will give them a reason to reject me, by getting entertained by these male entertainers that makes my body feel different” *** Treated as a scapegoat to please her sister. Her boyfriend of two years saw her as someone to pass time and “pay his checks” and will blindly do anything for him. And he goes ahead to be engaged to her sister, Priscilla, who faked an incurable illness to gain everyone’s sympathy and make Eleanor’s life miserable. After a devastating heartbreak and a near-fatal accident, Eleanor’s life takes an unexpected turn when she begins experiencing unnatural abilities. Things that no ordinary human should be capable of. Then she meets the enigmatic CEOs of Vexxons, a powerful tech empire, and feels an inexplicable pull toward them, followed by a voice filled with resolve whispering in her mind. When the Vexxon triplets, the tycoons to the most advanced tech firm in the world cross paths with Eleanor, their inner wolves recognize her, but they don’t. But they are hiding a dark side of them. They think they already have their mate but Eleanor is their real destined mate. Also, Eleanor is human… or so they thought. Now, torn between her painful past and a dangerous, supernatural future, and a prophecy, Eleanor must navigate a world of power, secrets, and primal instincts. Can she embrace her true nature and heal from the betrayals that once broke her? what happens when she finds out even people close to her are also werewolves? Will the shadows of her old life destroy her before the triplets can claim what is theirs? Fate has chosen her. But will she choose them back? I appreciate your support, and would want you to help make this story last. your support is my income. I hope I don’t disappoint

In a world governed by an absolute System where power defines worth, every individual is assigned a role, a path, and a limit. Everyone… except one. Adrian begins at Level Zero—a state considered worse than useless. No skills. No growth. No future. In a society obsessed with strength, he is nothing more than a flaw. But everything changes when he discovers the truth: He doesn’t level up. He defines. While others gain power through the System, Adrian grows by rewriting the very concept of existence itself—challenging rules that were never meant to be broken. As he rises, he encounters others chosen by the System—beings embodying absolute forces: Riven, the uncontrollable force of Destruction Kael, the unyielding embodiment of Law Seris, the silent depth that erases all meaning Each is a candidate for the ultimate throne. Each is bound by the System. Except Adrian. When the System attempts to force its final selection, Adrian does the unthinkable— He refuses. Not with strength. Not with rebellion. But by becoming something the System cannot define. As reality itself begins to fracture under his existence, Adrian must face the ultimate question: If you are not bound by rules… What will you become?

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to the river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her gentle grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life were now hovering around her. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling that night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after the concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who did not even know her name before rebirth. Now he held her wrist lightly, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story takes place in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities.

A man reincarnates in the Marvel world and he has to look for a way to survive. He doesn't want to be a hero or villain but just want to live another day because he doesn't know when Magneto would attack, a celestial would invade Earth or if he'll die getting killed by a gang. Either way, He has to survive. DISCLAIMER:This story is a work of fanfiction and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by the original creators, studios, or publishers. All characters, settings, and intellectual property belong to their respective owners(Except The MC, Progression Of The Story and Some other characters). This work is purely for entertainment and educational purposes. No copyright infringement is intended.