Solo Leveling Light Novel Vs Manga Novels & Stories

'Zsystem' is where I found myself as the sole survivor of the apocalypse. The system is supposed to be my mother's "in sample" antidote to cure the virus. She was a mad scientist of the base where uninfected humans habitats to survive from the outer world. While she is burying herself with works, I decided to be the useless child and the only one she has. Isn't it amusing! Being treated as the daughter of a crazy woman who is obsessed with antidotes. Even after failing hundreds and thousands of times. She should know my well-being but she didn't. No matter how much of a genius I am, it's worthless! I am still garbage in her eyes...! I tried so hard to make her proud but all she cares about is the antidotes and saving humanity! She even left me under my aunt's care. Not looking back even once...! Well, that is what I thought before the zombies conquer the base and being forced to drink a certain red liquid which is the antidote! Alast, being thrown into a foreign system. ________________________________________________________________________ From the useless garbage to the only human that holds the opportunity to change the world. Will Ava overcome the mission to level up and obtain the honour of saving the people she loves? Or will she abandon it and faced a wrongful death? ___________________________________________ Author: Thank you for reading The Zombie's Leveling... And please share my story with others... To be honest it's not scary at all! This story is more to fantasy because... I want to, so don't complain people.... I will try to update every Saturday so that I will not just do whenever I want...:O And whoever reads this... Do support my work if you like it.

Born with a weak body, Xiao Wan can never be Cultivator. Wan family trash him, no future, and his fiance left.Stochastic generate connect his brain with the system.Ten Realms, another planet, and united the universe before the wars.

On the day I won the national esports championship, my girlfriend of eight years told me she wanted to go on stage and personally present me with flowers. Standing on the podium, my heart was racing. I reached into my pocket to pull out the ring I'd hidden there, ready to propose to her in front of the entire nation. But what happened next shocked me. She giggled and, instead of handing me the bouquet, she gave it to her male best friend. Under the bright lights, they became the center of attention. The crowd cheered, and their congratulatory messages flooded the trending topics. Even his fans tagged me in posts, mocking, [I told you not to get in the way of our couple, now look at you.] I simply posted on Twitter, [Respect and blessings. Please be locked together forever.]

On the last day of the year, my music player app pushed out my 2025 listening report. My keyword was 'Resonance.' I had not actually spent much time listening to music that year. My account had mostly been used by my boyfriend, Jeremy Steward. A small line of text appeared underneath. [At 4:00 A.M. on December 1st, you were still sharing the same song with someone. So this is what love looks like, staying awake through the night.] My breath caught. December 1st was my birthday. However, that night, I had gone to bed early. Jeremy had rushed off right after cutting the cake, saying he needed to go back to the office for overtime. Almost as if possessed, I tapped my trembling hands on the unfamiliar profile that showed up as my most frequent interaction. Their keyword for the year was 'Exclusively Yours.' My heart skipped. I opened the details. [This year, you and this user listened to songs together late at night 688 times. Every time is a private whisper between souls.] Right then, a message from Jeremy popped up on my phone. [Babe, I have to work late again tonight. Don't wait up for me. Sleep early, okay?] At the same moment, that unfamiliar account posted a new update. A photo of two hands intertwined inside a car, fingers tightly laced together. [I love working late with him the most. We'll listen to music together for a lifetime.]

The day Candice Larsen received the letter for her successful admission in Harvard University was also the day the news reported the involvement of her parents in a car-crash. Even after this fateful incident she refused to look at the world with bitterness. However, as she faces the real world, she discovered that in order to live, some dreams must be sacrificed. After failing the entrance exam to one of the world's prominent university attended by all of his older siblings Dylan Hearst certainly knew that he had also failed to make his father proud. Being a member of a historically rich family, known for their wits and creative inventions that has catalyzed the technological advancement of today, Tristan's existence was a shame. As their lives come into an unexpected encounter, it was not long when Tristan figured out that Candice complimented him in every way. Her weakness is his strength, and her strength is his weakness, and he certainly knew that breakthrough is set if they mastered how to use each other's gift for their own benefits.

The day my husband, Eric Johnson, brought his foster sister home from overseas, he gave her our master bedroom. "Yvonne just lost her husband. She's heartbroken, so I want her to feel comfortable," he said. I nodded obediently. "Okay." The next day was my birthday. Yvonne said she was feeling down and wanted her brother, Eric, to go stargazing with her. Eric turned to me and said, "She really needs me right now. I'll celebrate your birthday with you later." Still, I smiled and nodded. "Okay." Ten years of marriage and I was ready to walk away from it all… Because I have lived this life once already. In my previous life, I made the mistake of asking Eric to stay with me on my birthday. I did not let him go stargazing with Yvonne. She ended up falling into the water in her sorrow and was rushed to the hospital. After that, Eric shoved my head into a bathtub and held me there until I drowned. In this second life, when Eric handed me the divorce papers and said, "I’m only marrying Yvonne to help her revoke her foreign citizenship and restore her citizenship here. Once it's done, we'll remarry." I did not hesitate. I signed my name without a second thought. By the time he came looking for me again, I was already sitting on his archenemy's lap, smiling like a flower in full bloom.

The story of the prince and princess is a fairy tale. So what's the story of you and me? She stood in the dark, looking up at the stage filled with lights, and she saw him shine like a radiant sun. He was in a place filled with light, and he reached out my hand to hide that light so that he could see her better. “Indeed, your eyes don't see the light. That light is so beautiful, and it’s radiating from you….”

Expendee’s Mated Vs Unmated This is the story about a young and innocent she-wolf. She has almost everything she wanted, mating with her boyfriend would be the cherry on top. However, her world crumbles just when she’s about to have it all. And now, she has nothing to lose. World Setting: In this story, we have a special werewolf rank called “Sigma.” The Sigma: physically weak; about 10% of the population. They would go through a period called “Heat” every month. It’s a time they would emit hormones that’ll make other werewolves frantically want to have sex with them, no matter mated or not. The omega themselves would be controlled by lust too. They are deemed as a threat to the sacred mate bond, animalistic instead of civilized. No matter what family they were born from when a werewolf starts to have heat turning 18, they automatically end up as Sigmas, the lowest class of society. FL in trouble: She’s from a decent werewolf family and wants nothing growing up. Her biggest dream is to mate with her long-term boyfriend when they turn 18, and happily ever after. However, things take a dramatic turn when she turns 18. She finds out herself to be a sigma, the lowest rank, the untouchable, in werewolf society. Drop from heaven to hell, abandoned by everyone close, how can she cope with it?? [Opening Scene] 1. Tomorrow is FL’s 18th birthday. She and her childhood-sweetheart boyfriend meet up. Tomorrow is also the mating gathering, where all the unmated werewolves would gather together to find their mates. Since they finally come of age, they plan to go together and mate under the moon goddess’s blessings. 2. They run into FL’s friend and her boyfriend. They will go to the mating gathering

Isadora, a recessive Omega, is torn between her rejection by her true mate and her growing desire for the lycan rouge leader, Alaric. As she struggles to come to terms with her true nature, she finds herself caught in the greedy and jealous claws of Alaric and the brooding Darrian who rejected her at first, and the ambitious Eutychus. When a powerful enemy threatens the pack, Isadora must choose between her heart and her duty to her pack. Will she reject her desires, or embrace her destiny? Find out in "Rejection vs Desire" a thrilling werewolf fantasy story.

Finally today his revenge was completed... Or so he thought... "We all thought that Jones & Jones company has gone bankrupt. Mr. Jones ran away and investors are outside in rage. It was the end for the company but a miracle saved them... yes the eldest daughter who left the country a long time ago is back. She has promised her investors that she will save the company and give them their money back." I saw that... NO... I spent my whole life for this revenge... That bastard took everything from me and my family. I want him to suffer the same... but this girl... she just came and saved everything. NO... I looked at her face intently... I never wanted to make this fight personal but now you have little girl... You want to save your daddy dearest's company... I won't let you... you need to be punished... little girl... "FIND ME EVERYTHING ABOUT HER" I screamed. No one will come between my revenge and me. She doesn't know he is burning in vengeance. He won't give up. He doesn't know she is extremely intelligent and a market genius. She won't give up.