Blessing Of The Night

Whispers in the Night" is a thrilling romance novel that follows Ava as she uncovers the dark secrets of Raven's Peak, a mysterious town shrouded in mystery and danger, where love and loyalty are tested in the face of ancient supernatural forces.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

A girl named Lily who has a unique body. Because of the uniqueness of her body, people around her looked at her as strange. For this reason, a Yuri Goddess gave her the power so that she could enjoy the true meaning of life and open new windows Quest requested by the Goddess.

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go. Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass. Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons. On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes. A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past. Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan wakes up in a mysterious world, bound by a curse that clouds his judgment and forces him into choices he never wanted to make. Struggling with guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the consequences of his actions while uncovering the truth behind the curse and his place in this strange new reality.

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

Young training monk Alex used to wander through the peaceful temple and village， his heart calm and serene. But then， a beautiful girl suddenly entered his life， stirring feelings within him. Just as their emotions began to grow， an unexpected alien hunting game put their lives in danger. Crisis after crisis， they discovered their true purposes. Upon their first meeting， Alex said，“My master told me I must not be attached to worldly desires…” FULL book available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com.au/Night-Hunting-Games-Pubang/dp/B0DD4HRRG9

What happens when one man’s quiet, simple life is turned upside down by an ever-growing family of extraordinary children? In More Children, More Blessings, a father finds himself blessed—and overwhelmed—as child after child arrives, each bringing their own unique powers and quirks, pushing him to his limits in the most unexpected ways. But amidst the chaos, his eldest son becomes his guide, teaching him profound lessons about fatherhood, love, and the hidden strength within himself. From sibling rivalries that turn into magical battles to the joy of discovering his children’s secret talents, this father's journey is anything but ordinary. Every child brings new adventures, laughter, and a little bit of chaos—reminding him that fatherhood is the greatest adventure of all. Through humorous trials and heartwarming moments, More Children, More Blessings captures the essence of family—how they challenge us, shape us, and ultimately, make life worth living. Full of touching life lessons, fantasy twists, and unforgettable characters, this book will draw you into a world where the love between a father and his children transcends even the wildest challenges.

In a universe where humanity is surrounded on all sides by xenos, rift creatures, abominations, and even other humans do they truly stand a chance? is there truly a hope that wont be snuffed out by an eldritch abomination?

A College student's soul transmigrated into a renowned Princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was going to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms into ashes. ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an absurd familiarity that messed up all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist, "Don't bother about that, My love. Did I make you wait for long?" 'My love!! Is he supposed to be my damn lover?' __________ ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you, …’ ~ Lucian Mavis.

A man gets reincarnated or transmigrated into a world full of steampunking, gods, and weird misconseptions. He fights the cruel world in order to find his lost memories and restore or destroy this body's life. Gifted three cards he must beat the odds that were never in his favor. -Read to find out more

I am your Prince!" "And I am THE Princess!" She said with fire in her eyes, anger fuelling her words. She had promised herself to remain civil with him but his words had pushed her over the edge once again. "You are not my prince. We share a title, we will share a throne but that's as far as it gets. I do not care if you're a man, I do not care for your stupid ideas and I do not care for your stupid army. The next time you cross me, I will not hesitate to slit your throat." He took a menacing step closer to her after she finished. "Is that a threat?" He said trying to coax her. She smiled and took a step closer until he could feel her breath on his face. "No. It's a promise." Twenty-two year old Analeigh Dafidi found herself world changing for the better when she got chosen as the rightful heir to the throne, despite her less than ideal background. Due to the kingdom's unique situation, she has to marry a man from the rival house, as they are to share the throne to keep the kingdom's continuous prosperity. Her new fiance seems to hate her guts, most of her family members are against her ascension and she still has to prove herself to the royal court. Her journey, as a ruler and as a spouse, is filled with mystery, betrayal and sizzling tension that makes her feel like she's being held down in a stream of constantly flowing, torrid waters. She pushes ahead of each setback with determination fitting for a queen, little does she know, there's more treachery lying in wait for her.

When Kohaku Kazuhiro is transported into a whole new world, he quickly learns one thing—this world is rotten to its core. Crime runs rampant, corruption festers in every corner, and the strong prey on the weak without consequence. But in the dead of night, a shadow emerges. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A harbinger of absolute justice. Known only as the Night Striker, Kazuhiro carves his legend under the moon’s glow, eliminating criminals and tyrants alike with chilling efficiency. His power, Nihility, grants him complete control over primordial darkness and absolute nothingness—an abyss that swallows everything in its path. But a lone executioner cannot cleanse an entire world. To achieve his vision, he has a fearsome squadron: 20 deadly women and 20 elite men, warriors bound by his unyielding creed. Together, they become the Stygian Order, a force that strikes terror into the hearts of the wicked. Yet, as his legend grows, so do his enemies. Kings, warlords, and even deities conspire to snuff out the darkness that threatens their rule. But can gods kill what they cannot see? And when the line between justice and tyranny blurs, will Kazuhiro remain a savior… or become the very thing he despises? In a world where only the strong survive, one truth remains—when the night falls, the Striker rises.

A war between gods was taking place, a war that could determine the future of the entire population. Azarion, the god of magic's creation, was fighting against the gods to intervene in the events that were unfolding. War, famine, despair, fear. Azarion refused to accept any of it. His belief was that peace should and always would reign. However, this went against the beliefs of the other gods. They believed that these events were meant to happen, that something greater had set them in motion, and so they must be—such is life. The gods punished Azarion, leading to his death. He had been interfering with their plan, and something far greater was on the horizon. But before his demise, he cast a dangerous and forbidden spell, taking a great number of them with him. Some gods perished in the event. The spell caused Azarion to form a bond with a new life—a new person who would be physically and mentally prepared to inherit all of his power. Tradition is tradition, and so Azarion would choose a young man named Grim Alphesys, one of the captains of the Azraban kingdom’s troops, who held the belief that ending this war would mark a historic moment for him.

Luna was supposed to marry her childhood crush davian but the Sullivan came and Luna fell in love with him on the second day of the marriage Luna discovered that everything has been a lie and she has never lived Sullivan but was brain warped into thinking so she died a painful death losing the child she and davian worked hard for vowing to return if there was a second life to pay back all those that wronged her and to love her husband davian follow Luna on her adventures to slap faces

mark is a normal 18 year old boy but after meeting an old man his life changes permanently forever

Just after the Demon Lord's forces decimated the Shadow Hunter Pack, the last known Acrilian werewolf pack, the luna's daughter was secretly whisked away to the Rainier Pack, along with the grandniece of the current Matriarch of the Clan of the Old Order. Unfortunately, for all those who took it upon themselves to get involved, they soon become targeted by the Demon Lord, because one of the main objectives of the demons' assault on the Shadow Hunter Pack was to exterminate the luna's daughter...who is destined to become the demons' greatest threat.

Ever had a wish? A wish you know is impossible. A wish you would do anything to make come true. A wish you can never attain within the bounds of your existence...yet you can never stop yearning for the impossible. THEN GOOD FOR YOU! The Game of WORLD TAG will grant any desire of the victor no matter how impossible. A game that transcends the breaches of time and the mortal plain...Anything you can desire...you can hope...you can imagine...in the palm of your hand, you just need to win. Who wouldn't want that? What if you gave that chance to a defeated man who has lost himself to his own morals and seeks forgiveness, which he knows will never come. What happens? It jumpstarts a thrilling chase of vicious capture and protection. A story marred by twists. betrayals and risking one self to trust others-A luxury in this game where there is only one victor. A game of tag which is set on the stage of life and death. The Game which chooses the Cursed Ones to compete for a single Blessing.

The gods are benevolent, They are also wicked. The gods are divine, They are also mundane. Ashra is Blessed of Mother Earth, a direct descendant of the goddess. He has lived three lives, each longer than the last. Upon his third death, he was ready to rest, finally perishing for good. But what is this crazy goddess talking about now? Goddess: Live for me. Ashra: No. Goddess: Just one more time... Ashra: You said 'one more time' the second time... Goddess: ... I mean it this time. Ashra: You also 'meant it' the third time. Goddess: ... Let's negotiate.

Corin Fortis is an 18 year old boy who was unfortunate enough to fail a magic granting ceremony, lose his family, and almost die in one day. Afterwards he is separated from his home and now must uncover the secrets of the world in hopes to find his family. —————————————————- available on Wattpad and Royal Road