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?

In a world where reality has been fractured, three dimensions coexist without ever truly touching… until now. A thousand years ago, a meteorite infused with an unknown energy crashed onto Earth, splitting existence into separate worlds connected by unstable forces. Since then, that energy has become the source of power, mutation… and silent conflict. In the dimension of Mel, humans who wield the Cosmic Flux rule a society built on strength. In the shadows, a secret organization known as the Octagon moves to seize control of that power at any cost. Meanwhile, in the human world, hidden experiments are creating soldiers capable of surviving cosmic mutation. And beyond it all… something far older is watching. Dack was never meant to be part of this. After his father disappears and his mother is taken, he discovers that he carries a different kind of energy—an anomaly that doesn’t follow the rules of any world. Years later, he enters an academy in Mel, learning to control the Cosmic Flux with one goal in mind: to become strong enough to find his mother. But during a mission on the Meteorite Island, everything changes. Facing a creature born from chaos, Dack unleashes a power he cannot control… and tears open a breach between dimensions. A mistake. A signal A point of no return. As creatures awaken, conflicts escalate, and the boundaries between worlds begin to collapse, one truth becomes clear: This energy was never meant to remain on Earth. And those who created it… are coming back to reclaim it.

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?

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.

In a city where the Kaïssa System monitors every thought and suppresses every emotion, to love, to doubt, or simply to feel becomes an act of rebellion. Sophie has only one priority: to protect her mother from a world that quietly eliminates those who fail to conform. But when cracks begin to fracture reality itself, she discovers that the world she has always known is only a fragment of something far greater. Beyond the controlled city lies a deeper truth: three intertwined worlds, spirits who keep watch, and a nature that breathes, listens, and remembers. Nothing is inert. Nothing is empty. And something else is watching. A presence that comments, questions… and perhaps guides. As Sophie, Aria, and Neris are drawn deeper into what lies beyond the boundaries of their world, each will have to decide what she is willing to question, risk… and leave behind. Because once you understand that the world has a soul, it becomes impossible to look away. And when you choose to see, you must also accept to act. For reconciliation may demand more than rebellion.

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!

"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.

A young woman mourning her great-aunt has her soul pulled into a mirror by interdimensional aliens as an experiment. They leave her body and take her soul into a dimension of monsters, a shattered mirror sky, and cannibalistic spirits turned into hunting hounds by a yellow eyed dandy in a top hat.

[Tang San Template: God of the Sea + God of Asura] [Starting as a Godfather] After transmigrating to Douluo Continent, Tang Chuan awakened the strongest template system. Before he could even fully explore its functions, the system left behind a template and a control panel and ran away. Bad news: The system ran away. Good news: The system left behind a template of the God King Tang San. And it's from the Douluo Continent I era, full of opportunities. After ten years of cultivation, relying on hard work and the template, he reached level 60. He immediately intercepted Tang San in Notting City. However, Tang San's eyes looked strange from the very beginning. ...I am Tang San. After transmigrating to Douluo Continent, I discovered a very serious matter: my godfather Tang Chuan might be my biological father.

Two separate worlds. Two souls destined to meet. Astra and Rowan were born on opposite moons, where each other's reflection is only a forbidden myth. From childhood, they felt each other's presence in their dreams, in their thoughts, in the echo of an impossible love. But when the veil between their worlds begins to weaken, they discover their connection is real... and dangerous. Legends warn that crossing the reflection will upset the balance of the universe. The Guardian of Reflections lurks in the shadows, determined to prevent it. But Astra and Rowan are willing to defy fate, even if the price is disappearing forever. Because there are loves that transcend worlds. And there are moons that, though separated, never cease to shine together. This story will also be published in RoyalRoad under the same author.

Burdened by endless regret over his championship belt, the top martial arts fighter Yogan is reborn ten years earlier as a teenager. In this new life, he not only retains the top-tier fighting skills and tactical brilliance from his past life but also possesses godlike reflexes—comparable to “bullet time”! From featherweight to heavyweight, he embarks on an unprecedented and unparalleled journey. The abusive and brawling Conor McGregor, the impenetrable Usman, the standing god Adesanya, the gifted and demonic Jones, and the destructive Ngannou… each legendary champion will become a stepping stone on his path to godhood. This is a passionate tale of redemption, of crushing all opponents, and ultimately becoming the UFC’s unprecedented six-time champion. His name is Yogan! The Great Sage of Kung Fu!! When he steps into the Octagon, the world of martial arts will enter a new era—a “Lightning Era”!!!

Hello everyone after going through many novel reading I realized that showniz base novels on Chinese and U. S. entertainment industry have massive numbers but India base nothing so I decided to start a new novel on Indian entertainment industry so everyone support this Vijay, a 30-year-old man, died in the most ridiculous way possible— Laughing. A harmless experiment with laughing gas turned into uncontrollable laughter… until his body gave up. Even in his final breath— "Yaar… log rote rote marte hain… main haste haste mar gaya?" (“People die crying… and I died laughing?”) Darkness followed. But death… wasn’t the end. He opened his eyes again— Reborn. A new life. A new family. A fresh start in a parallel modern world. Everything looked normal. School. Streets. Neighbors. Daily routine. A peaceful, ordinary life. Until… small things began to feel strange. Not wrong. Just… cinematic. A school teacher giving an emotional speech that felt too powerful for a normal day. A roadside fight that suddenly turned dramatic, like a perfectly choreographed scene. A stranger whose entry felt… like a hero introduction. "Yeh coincidence thoda zyada nahi ho raha?" (“Aren’t these coincidences getting a bit too much?”) Then one day— Vijay saw someone. Not just anyone. A face he recognized. Not from real life— But from a movie. Not every film. Not every story. But some characters… are real. Living. Breathing. Existing in this world. A strict police officer who behaves exactly like a mass-action hero. A mysterious businessman with clear villain energy. A college girl whose life feels like a romantic drama waiting to unfold. This world isn’t fully Bollywood. It’s worse. It’s partially scripted. "Matlab… har koi normal hai… par kuch log kahani leke ghoom rahe hain?" (“So… everyone is normal… but some people are carrying entire stories inside them?”) And Vijay? He remembers those stories. He knows— Who will rise. Who will fall. Who will love. Who will die. But unlike movies… This is real life. Interference has consequences. So Vijay makes a choice. He won’t jump blindly into every story. He will observe. Learn. Adapt. Live a normal life on the surface— School, family, daily struggles, small happiness… While secretly identifying “main characters” hidden in society. Sometimes he helps. Sometimes he changes outcomes. Sometimes… He lets the story play out. Because he understands one terrifying truth— "Yeh duniya film nahi hai… par film jaise log isme zaroor hain." (“This world isn’t a movie… but movie-like people definitely exist in it.”) And slowly… Vijay begins to step into those stories. Not as a background character— But as a variable that was never supposed to exist. MC - vijay live with lesbian moms Mom1 -Shilpa, Mom2- Neelam and first partner in love with MC

[OC x OC || BL || LitRPG/Gamelit] Cole Sol played the video game RuneScape for over 10 years, but never did he ever expect that he would be given a chance to go into the fantastical world of Gielinor. Given a powerful system that works in a similar way to how the game itself works, he must navigate both daily life and perilous adventures in a world where gods walked among mortals. However, not all is as it seems for Cole's adventures in Gielinor. Something lurks in the shadows and the threat may be far greater than just one universe... DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fanfiction and all characters (except my OCs) are the property of Jagex Ltd. {This story is cross-posted on Archive of Our Own, Webnovel, and Patreon (Eternal Archive)}

In a war-torn future ravaged by eldritch horrors, Grand Admiral Union, the last surviving Kanjin—a fusion of human and battleship—steps through a rift to escape his doomed world. Emerging in the fractured realm of Azur Lane, where alliances have splintered and reformed under the Eagle Union and Royal Navy, he conceals his immense power and rises as a enigmatic commander. Haunted by losses and hiding his true nature, Union must navigate shipgirl rivalries, Siren threats, and his own survivor's guilt to forge a new genesis—or face annihilation once more.

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.