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Mythical Beasts Summoner

Thronebound Summoner

WebNovel X Piccoma Special Award Entry * * * 2–4 Chapters Daily until Premium unlocks. Milestone Rewards: 10 Reviews – Unlock +2 Bonus Chapters 100 Collections – Unlock +2 Bonus Chapters 50 Power Stones – Unlock +1 Bonus Chapters 100 Power Stones – Unlock +3 Bonus Chapters * * * Discord: https://discord.gg/q6g4uhpQk7 * * * In the year 2042, Earth is dying—plagued by darkness, famine, and mutated beasts that have risen to the top of the food chain. When a last effort by scientists opens portals to another world, twelve-year-old Fay and his younger sister Mira are among the few lucky—or unlucky—enough to escape. But the cost of survival is steep. The mutations from Earth begin corrupting this new world as well. Taken in by the Ravari, a tribe of cat-like demi-humans, Fay is chosen by the world’s spirits to become a Summoner—a rare mage able to shape spirits into living creatures and grow them through battle. From weak spirit animals to fearsome dragons, Fay's summons will evolve alongside him as he battles warped monsters, explores new lands, and confronts both ancient royalty and ambitious newcomers from Earth. What begins as a fight for survival soon becomes a quest for justice. Fay will rise from a nameless refugee into a leader among demi-humans, a student of magic, and eventually a new royal, challenging the old systems and trying to stop the expansionist greed that once destroyed Earth from consuming this world too. Filled with strategic battles, emotional growth, and ever-evolving creatures, this is a coming-of-age epic about friendship, loss, power, and purpose. With over 1000 chapters planned, Fay’s journey has only just begun—and his ending has yet to be written.
ReminisceFlight · 26.9K Views

The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.
Glimmer_Giggle · 272.5K Views

Souls Online: Mythic Ascension

A mysterious VR game company has unleashed a revolutionary MMORPG: Ascension of Souls, a game so advanced it threatens to blur the line between reality and fiction. Marketed as a groundbreaking innovation, it promised to change the world. But for Leo, it is far more than just a game. It is the only thing standing between him and death. Thrown into an expansive, ever-shifting world, Leo fights alongside a growing circle of powerful allies. Each carries their own ambitions, rivalries, and hidden pasts. Together, they form bonds forged through battle, hardship, and the fragile moments of peace between. Like them, Leo can level up, grow stronger, and carve his path through a world where strength decides everything. But unlike anyone else, he possesses a pair of mysterious bracelets, a power tied to him alone, unlocking fragmented memories of a past he does not remember. As whispers of forgotten legends surface and unseen forces manipulate the game from behind the curtain, Leo begins to understand that survival is not just about getting stronger. It is about unraveling a truth buried deep within the game itself. Uncovering that truth comes at a cost, one that may change everything he thought he knew, even life itself. [Author Notice] Thank you for taking the time to read my Synopsis (and hopefully my chapters). Here is where you will find the conditions for me to release bonus chapters. +50 Collections = +1 Bonus Chapter +50 Powerstones = +1 Bonus Chapter +5 New Detailed Reviews* = +1 Bonus Chapter +10 meaningful comments*= +1 Bonus Chapter +100 WinWin Chapters = +1 Bonus Chapter +5 Golden Tickets = +3 Bonus Chapters Gifts will be 1 chapter for every 500 Coins Spent (For now.) These will be tallied weekly and then posted by the end of the month *= Pls update and spam comments will not be counted. I want to hear what you guys genuinely think.
Baird_Dreamer · 237.2K Views

Necromancer Academy's Genius Summoner

Notice: [1 Review = 10 Chapters] - Just write a review and I will upload the next 50 chapters in 12 Hours. - [1 Powerstone = 1 Chapter] - You can contribute by giving powerstone. - After the ‘100-Year War’ between the Necromancers and Priests, an all-time genius who’ll shake the power structure was born. “Am I a rare case or something? Do I have talent?” A potential beyond all imagination. He obtained his father’s undead army and entered the great Necromancer school of Kizen that divided the continent. Geniuses are geniuses, even when gathered among the elites. The research community was flipped on its head by the appearance of a new case. Professors wouldn’t leave him be alone, wanting to make him study directly under them. Officials from all over the kingdom and heads of organizations fidgeted over whether to scout him. “Professor! When can I make a Lich?” “Gimme a break. How talented are you? You’re crossing the line, honestly.” A genius among geniuses had appeared. ================== “Simon.” “Hm?” Lethe’s golden eyes met his. “Are we enemies?” Simon closed his eyes. “Do enemies heal each other?” “I’m serious,” she muttered. “One day, I’ll be a saint. You, a corps commander. Then... we’ll have to kill each other. Or lose someone important.” She looked away. “That’s fate. So—” “It’s not fate. Just your thoughts,” Simon interrupted with a small smile. “Even as adults, we can still meet, laugh, treat wounds. I believe that future exists.” His voice grew firm. “Let’s focus on now—and do everything we can to prevent that future.” Lethe was quiet, then stood with a soft smile, removing her robe. “I’ll fight. You take care of the rest.” Simon rose. “Leave it to me.” [Fantasy Novel by SALVO. Released by Mr. Thousand]
MrThousand · 409.8K Views

The Mythic Realms

Prologue – The First Light Long before the name “Eldoria” was etched in song or stone, before demon kings cast shadows across the land, before moonlight kissed marble temples—there was only the Light. It was not sunlight, nor any star’s glimmer, but something deeper—an ancient pulse that breathed life into the world. This Light was essence, harmony, and the echo of the world’s first rhythm. From it arose the Guardians: vast elemental spirits shaped from mist, stone, tide, and wind. They guided the lands, balanced the skies, and stirred the heart of all living things. But balance is fragile. Time passed. The Guardians fell silent—some forgotten, others betrayed. The Light waned, retreating into memory, and in its absence, a new force took hold. From the void left behind, Malakar emerged—neither born nor created, but conjured from imbalance. Eyes like molten silver. Words like poison. He spread discord through roots and rivers, twisted men into beasts, and turned cities into echoes of what they once were. Where unity had ruled, he sowed conquest. Where meaning had existed, he left only hunger. Yet even in despair, the old Light stirred. A vision came to the Moon Priestesses: a figure cloaked in grief, marked by loss, who would carry sorrow not as a burden—but as a key. A child of ashes. A soul tempered by pain. His name was Kael Draven. The boy who had watched his village collapse under claw and shadow now walks a different path. Vengeance sharpened his steps. But in the gathering dusk, others joined him: a cursed mage seeking redemption, a priestess guided by visions, a warrior whose honor survived exile, a wild whisperer of beasts, and rebels who still believed in tomorrow. Together, they found something long hidden—the Artifact of Hope, a relic older than any kingdom. But its light demanded a price: memory, belief, even pieces of the self. Now, the world stands on the threshold. Malakar watches. The ancient forces stir. And the question remains: Will this light be enough to mend what was broken—or will the darkness swallow all that remains? Read the novel with picture depiction: https://bit.ly/4mYrNjd
Wren_West · 25.4K Views
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