Reincarantors Tavern

I like text-to-speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.2 or 1.5 times speed. Might want to read this part, I kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident lol. Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending, no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!

At the opening ceremony of Sea Blue Star Basic Military Academy, as the representative of the incoming freshmen, Guding proclaimed his grand ambition in front of all the teachers and students: "I'm Guding! I'm gonna become the Man with the Highest Bounty in the entire Cosmic Sea!" -------------------------------------------- It is an era of artificial superintelligences, interstellar travel, gene medicine, and virtual reality worlds. Far into Earth's future, 15-year-old Gu Ding is a student of Cerulean Military Academy by day, and tavern waiter by night. His ambition: Become the space pirate with the highest bounty offered by the Universal Federation Government. With the help of Neptune, a neonate super-intelligence, Guding finds himself thrust into a galaxy of shadowy organizations, political under dealings, and otherworldly forces that lie beyond human comprehension…

One day, Siegfried woke up to find himself transported to a world of swords and magic. Powerless and unarmed, he was entrusted with the task of saving a kingdom. Since ancient times, the strong have relied on their fists, and the rich on their wealth. But what about those who have nothing? Guess they'll have to rely on their silver tongue. “Well, for starters, let’s swindle a lady knight for fun~” -------------------------------------------- I strolled through the grand and bustling medieval royal city, and climbed the towering magical spire that reached the skies. I’ve seen beautiful, elegant elves with long lifespans, and ancient dragons that blotted out the sun. I’ve once led thousands into battle across the war-torn plains, and also clinked mugs with comrades in the rowdy adventurers’ taverns. I’ve recorded these wild and fantastical experiences in my handbook, hoping they’ll be sung for generations to come.

Warning, MC won't be cucked but other character will be cucked by the MC. After getting cheated by his girlfriend Ian makes a brutal but satisfying mistake in his life. With that mistake cam his death but he was given second chance by a strange God. A life where he is an owner of a special Tavern in another world. There might be incest in the later chapter but it isn't a sure thing. Even if I add incest later it won't be the main focus and the incest won't be blood related. Main focus of the story is and will always be Netori content. Currently I will upload only 1 chapter daily but it might increase later. Every chapter will be updated at 23.45 in Sri lankan Time.

Demons, gods, strange stories, and the martial arts world. In the tavern, the barmaid of the Hu ethnic group smiled and avoided the hands of others, with her tail swaying under her skirt; in the night market, no one knew how many people were human and how many were ghosts under the hoods; tigers were walking on the mountains and rivers, and an old dragon was sleeping in the Dongting Lake. A sword, a man, and a book. The road is ahead, the way is in the heart, and the sword is in the hand. Slay the demons and monsters, and the gods will retreat. When the true god arrives, there are no taboos.

In the grimy Black Hound Tavern, disgraced hunter Kael Veymar drowns his failures in ale, his father’s shattered crest a noose around his neck. When a Fallen beast attacks him—spewing acid and cryptic threats about the Harbinger—he’s saved by Lyria, a rogue huntress with a deadly smile and a glowing amulet: the Fractalis, stolen by Kael’s father. Their reunion is cut short by Dren, Kael’s former brother-in-arms, who slit Garrik’s throat for the Guild. After a vicious alley fight, Lyria helps Kael escape, but not before a Fallen’s ooze sears his flesh, leaving veins of corruption that **pulse with the Harbinger’s voice. Seeking answers, they flee to Ms. Miller, an old ally who gifts Kael a sword and a warning: "Find Torin. The skulls will whistle your name." But the Guild is closing in. At Celestis Rise Dren is humiliated for his failure, while the Dozen Vanguards receive a bone-chilling letter—its author dead, its ink fresh. The stakes sharpen: - The Fractalis is not what it seems. - And Garrik Veymar’s shadow stretches long from the grave. Now, Kael and Lyria ride toward Godsgrave, where Hunter blades go to die—and where the Harbinger’s eclipse waits to rise. join the books' discord server https://discord.gg/8aRszmmbwf

Nestled between dangerous roads and distant kingdoms, there exists a Tavern. Trail's End. Adventurers come here with sore shoulders and tired hearts. Some stay for the food. Others for the soft beds. Most for the man behind the bar. Kio doesn’t talk much. He listens. He knows things he shouldn’t. And somehow, he always knows exactly what each woman needs—be it a charm, a whispered warning, a guidance, or a night tangled in his arms. He offers no magic. No training. Just comfort. And yet, those who leave always feel… lighter. Clearer. As if something was set right inside them. They never quite know why. But they always come back. ** This is kind of a Slice of Life Novel ** _________ MATURE WARNING - Smut, R18. Contains kinks. Ex. Anal, bdsm, bondage, threesomes, orgies. Slice of Life No Ntr, No Yuri ( No girls loving each other)

Chrysiridia Rhipheus is not just a name; she is a legend whispered in taverns, a burden carried by those who dare to cross her path. Loved by few, hated by many, she treads a world where survival is not a choice, but a constant struggle. Eldria is a land of cruel contrasts: on one side, the Empire, whose hunger for power devastates the Demerian people; on the other, the Capital, where gods are revered while witches are burned. Between these oppressive forces, the Portals appear, spilling monstrous creatures that turn peaceful villages into ruins and families into memories. For Rhipheus, however, this is just another Tuesday. Since his main duty remains unchanged: to serve the mysterious and powerful Monteiro Family. But when her missions begin to blur the line between duty and chaos, Rhipheus realizes the rules of the game are changing—and she wasn't warned. The past, buried beneath lies and blood, returns to claim its debt. The enemies she once hunted now stalk her. And the secrets she kept at bay are about to explode, putting not only her future, but the fate of everyone around her at risk. Honor be your back. Proud be your aura.

A collection of stories from the many characters within Aestridin. May include several chapters in a row with the same character, or seperate, however, there are several main characters. Will include myths, storylines not delving into others, or even backstories and flashbacks to historical events that take place in the world of Aestridin.

Lin Tianfang—ageless, deathless. Across eons, he has: - Reigned as Celestial Sovereign - Poured ale as Tavern Keeper - Founded sects as Unfettered Patriarch - Healed worlds as Saint Physician - Sundered heaven as Sword Immortal in Azure

Damon and Dan brothers have been reincarnated with a system Damon decided to be a tavern owner Dan decided to help his brother but he also does his own thing

In a world where gods walk among mortals and the supernatural shapes destiny, Elias Varn, a man cursed with a life-draining affliction, runs the Eternal Tavern, a mystical haven connecting all realms. Unimaginably powerful, Elias can crush armies with a snap of his fingers, but every use of his strength shaves time off his dwindling lifespan. A mysterious Vitality System appears in his mind, offering missions, rewards, and the hope of extending his life—but at what cost? With a charismatic grin and a razor-sharp wit, Elias turns his tavern into a stage for intrigue, battles, and alliances, all while unraveling the secrets of his curse, the system, and the world itself. Surrounded by eccentric patrons, vengeful gods, and primordial monsters, Elias must balance his overwhelming power, fragile health, and desire to leave an eternal legacy. This is the tale of a man defying fate, one ale at a time, with a system as his guide.

(This tale weaves the story of Eldric, a man neither purely virtuous nor wicked, but a flawed, lustful soul like any other, driven by desires that burn deep in his loins.) Most adventurers, driven by the allure of fame and gold, flock to the grand cities near the royal capital, where opportunities for glory abound. Yet, in the quiet rhythm of everyday life, it’s the humble villages in the countryside that face constant peril I, known as the warm-hearted Eldric, a grizzled, half-retired adventurer in the prime of my middle years, am one of the rare souls who seeks out the dangerous tasks in the overlooked hamlets. In those forgotten villages, I find myself entangled with plain yet captivating village women—each with her own spark, her own allure. A buxom farmer’s wife with calloused hands and a shy smile, a tavern maid whose laughter hides a hungry gleam in her eye, or a widow whose lonely nights ache for a man’s touch~ Together, we sow passion in the quiet fields and shadowed barns, our bodies entwined in sweaty, primal dances under the moonlight. These women, unpolished but radiant in their own way, offer me their gratitude in the most intimate of ways, their soft moans and eager caresses a reward no city could ever match. This is the saga of a wandering adventurer, a man whose heart beats for the thrill of danger and the heat of forbidden trysts, chasing not just coin but the sweet, sinful pleasures found in the arms of village women who crave as fiercely as he does. *All characters are 20+, all scenes are fictional! *All content and extra stuff do not represent real people or places *Have sexual scenes

Hey. You reading this right now? Yeah, I see you. You're sitting there in your chair or bed or bathtub (don’t lie, I know you read in there), scrolling through stories, wondering what to read next. Half your tabs are filled with unread novels, your backlog’s crying in the corner, and you just want one thing: A story that’s not boring. Not cringe. Not “same old, same old.” Something that doesn’t feel like the author gave up on life halfway through Chapter 2. Something smart. Something real. You want something you can get lost in. So let’s not waste time. Here’s the deal: I was a guy. Not a chosen one. Not a prodigy. Just... a regular guy. Smart, yeah. Nerdy, too. I liked books. Logic. Strategy games. I wasn’t strong, but I had something that kept me going. Heart. Hope. A dream of something better. Something heroic. So of course, I died. Betrayed. Backstabbed. War. Blood. Screams. A friend who wasn’t a friend. A sword that wasn’t supposed to be aimed at my back. That was the end of my story. Or it should’ve been. I woke up underground. In a coffin. Breathing dirt. If that sounds dramatic, trust me—it was a terrible way to start the day. Turns out, I’d been reborn. Not reincarnated into a prince or a dragon or a magical vending machine. No. I was shoved into the cold, dead body of a forgotten legend. The last summoner. A man who died a thousand years ago. Now, it’s just me. In a body that isn’t mine. With powers I don’t understand. And a world I don’t recognize. There’s a system. Of course there’s a system. But it doesn’t yell. It doesn’t do tutorials. It’s quiet. Whispers, really. I can summon. But only if I’ve got mana—and I’ve got the mana of a dehydrated squirrel. I can evolve summons—but I need points, effort, strategy. I’ve got an almanac full of monsters I haven’t unlocked yet. My inventory talks. Literally. I can hear my slime insulting me while it's inside it. The system isn’t a cheat. It’s a burden. A tool I have to learn. Understand. Master. And no one else can see it. What’s the world like? Think medieval fantasy, but without the safety net. You get injured, you bleed. You mess up, you die. You say the wrong name to the wrong person in the wrong tavern, and suddenly you’re being chased by a guy with an axe who thinks you’re a demon spy. And magic? Yeah, it’s real. But it’s hard. Dangerous. Political. Twisted into religion, kingdoms, and war. Summoners? They’re a myth. Feared, hated, worshipped… but definitely extinct. Or so they thought. What’s the story? This isn’t an instant glow-up. No muscles in one chapter. No god-tier powers in two. I start from dirt. Literally. Hungry. Confused. Weak. But I grow. Every chapter. Every step. Every pain and every laugh builds me. Changes me. I’m not just surviving. I’m planning. Learning. Adapting. And yes, sometimes I cry. Sometimes I laugh at the worst moments. Sometimes I say dumb things and regret them. Because I’m human. And that’s the point. This is about the journey. So… why should you read this? Because you're tired of the fake stuff. Because you're tired of MCs who get a million powers without effort. Because you want a story with stakes, with thought, with growth. Because you like to laugh, but also think. Because you want to feel something again when you read. Because life is hard, and sometimes, watching a fictional guy crawl out of the mud and build himself up hits exactly where you need it to. Because, maybe deep down, part of you knows what it’s like to feel buried. Forgotten. Small. And maybe, just maybe, you want to see someone like that rise. So click Chapter 1. Just the first chapter. And if you don’t feel anything when I wake up in that coffin… If it doesn’t make you laugh, think, or feel even a tiny chill— You’re free to go. But if it does? Well... Welcome to the story. Welcome to The Last Legendary Summoner. And don’t worry—I’ll make sure you never want to leave. No Ntr (No stealing girls) No Yuri/Yaoi ( -_-)

Gazei Ban Bantu Chan never asked to be reincarnated in a world where giant beasts are both food and threat, cultivation is the path to power, and cooking is a battlefield all its own. But here he is—now a small-time restaurant owner with a legendary bloodline, an overpowered wife who scares the hell out of him, and a tavern that somehow attracts hungry warriors, dangerous monsters, and gangsters looking to cause trouble. With his Black Myth Wukong bloodline, oversized weapons, and a wok that doubles as a weapon, Gazei has one goal: survive this insane world, make the best damn food possible, and not get murdered by his terrifyingly beautiful wife, Lonfan. She, on the other hand, wants to drink, cook, and drag her man into trouble. With her Dragon Smoke Qi, high heels that double as weapons, and a love of chaos, she’s determined to make sure their marriage is anything but boring. Together, they’ll face off against rival chefs, monstrous ingredients, cultivation tournaments, and the hidden secrets of legendary cuisine. Welcome to the Iron Fang Tavern—where the food is hot, the fights are brutal, and the romance is dangerously spicy.

Prince Sabel, the only son of King Admound of the Kingdom of Werren, is tired of everything. Born with the ability of seven-star magic and cat eyes that can see through devious plans, his life has become very boring. He decides to run away from his castle and go to the tavern in the next country, where he meets a team of young adventurers and decides to be their advisor. By day, he is a charming prince disguised as a middle-aged man offering advice to young adventurers. By night, he is a dashing-looking, coffee-obsessed deception warlock.

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

a story about a man and his tavern... if you have any constructive criticism, please do tell...whether it be about my characters or my plot line. I want to actually make this a good novel, so it is welcome...

When the adventurers in the tavern watched God's Blessing on ‘This Wonderful World!’ and burst into laughter, When new adventurers greatly reduced their death rate due to 'Goblin Slayer,' When the alternate world version of 'Fate Zero' shattered people's inherent impressions of magicians, When 'The Garden of Sinners' began to loop on the first television in the alternate world, When 'Steins;Gate' sounded the horn for all scholars to explore the unknown, When 'Jojo's Bizarre Adventure' showcased unique vampire villains, When 'Spice and Wolf' ignited the trend of merchants traveling abroad, When 'Re:Zero - Starting Life in Another World' changed the situation of half-elves being discriminated against, When 'Puella Magi Madoka Magica' revealed the truth about the origin of the world, ... When all of this had not yet happened, our great mage alchemist and director, Durin Edward, was determined to create a craze for following anime in this alternate world!

|7X FEATURED| In Fern Kingdom, a young girl must use her rare infrared power against a shapeshifter. What will happen when she meets the handsome Axis Nethoraba and learns a secret no other villager knows? *** Fifteen-year-old Evangeline Estiemiéres has a gift. She is the only person in Fern Kingdom who has flames, literally, in her hair. Because of her flames, King Erasmus lends her a special place on the hunting party with three other soldiers. A mischievous shapeshifter is wandering around Eva's village. Erasmus claims that whoever can bring his head will win a lifetime supply of gold coins. After accidentally burning down her bakery and a tavern, Eva is desperate to regain her people's trust, including her mother's. To do so, she must train under the watchful eyes of the oh-so-handsome Axis Nethoraba, a young man who wields a secret himself that the kingdom is unaware of. She also has to find her place in her all-male-dominant society. Eva has to choose: destroy the shapeshifter or Axis if she hopes to succeed. What will she, Evangeline's Flame, choose? *** *This was a school assignment for my Capstone Fiction Writing class.* *Based on a prompt I got in a prompt book: "A hunting expedition goes awry when its organizer reveals they are hunting a mythological beast".* - Featured on @Paranormal || Blood-Thirsty Beasts. - Featured on @TeenFiction || Supernatural. - Featured on @Fantasy || Quick Reads. - Featured on @WattDragons || Legendary Creatures. - Featured on @highfantasy || MINES OF MOIRA | Fantasy Shorts. - Featured on @magic || A Magical Journey. - Featured on @superhero || Myths and Magic. Word Count: 6,000-7,000

The story of the village of Wampry, the first of the stories of the Green Writer Hans We are in the year 826 after the unification of humanity. Hans, a simple magic writer, escapes from his work as a magic and history writer for a nobleman called Roxon and sets off to achieve his dream and become an adventurer In a tavern south of Falconera City, a half-dead man enters them and asks for food. The reason for his injuries was a village called Wampry, a village in the western part of the swamps. He tells about what happened and how he saw something indescribable there, so he fled from it without knowing or wanting to know what was there Hans is among the attendees. Terror overcame him, but if he wanted to write adventures, he had to go, but there was no motive that made him go

[ WSA Entry 2025 ] *NB: READ The First Five Chapters And I Swear, You Won't Be Able To Stop!* *** Sabine thought the demon king was just a myth. A drunken tale whispered in taverns and carved into crumbling scrolls. But then he came to her bed with smoke in his voice and shadows in his kiss—and left her with something far more dangerous than heartbreak. A child. Half-demon. Half-human. All prophecy. Now hunted by assassins, spies, and the twisted faith of a Church that would see her baby burned before his first word, Sabine must survive a world unraveling—where monsters wear holy robes, and kings hide their true names. Cassius, the 50th Demon King, once ruled the darker side of creation. Cold, calculating, untouchable. But when the Church discovers the existence of his mortal heir, his enemies rise like smoke from the crypts of history—hunters, warlocks, fallen angels, and one infernal prince who smells blood on the wind. To protect his son, he will tear the world apart again. But in the cradle of chaos, innocence is dangerous. And in the hands of a demon... the future is fire.

Greenhill’s sunset paints the sky as John sips lemonade outside the tavern, lost in memories of Mike, a cheerful boy who vanished after a grand palace party. Sharing the tale with Jake, a young adventurer craving excitement, John sparks Jake’s curiosity about the mysterious palace on the hill. Eager to explore, Jake sneaks into the dazzling palace alone, marvelling at its chandeliers and winding stairs. But his adventure takes a thrilling turn when he spots a shadowy figure slipping through a window, searching the rooms with a secret plan. Hiding and following, Jake’s heart races as the figure’s identity promises a shocking surprise. Bursting with wonder and sneaky thrills, this opening chapter pulls young readers into Greenhill’s enchanting mysteries!

Kevin dies in the apocalypse—then wakes two days before it begins. With no powers and only his memories, he must fight to reach Death Town, the last refuge of order. There, survival means completing brutal missions and climbing the ranks. At the center stands Death Tavern, where strength is traded and loyalty costs extra. In this world, you upgrade or you die.

"May the new Story become yours — The Last Tattoo Artist of Stories" The story tells about a girl named Calcium, a recluse with no big money in her pocket, drinking ale in a tavern and dreaming of more. But fate itself had descended upon her. She turned out to be a Tattoo Artist of Stories... and the latter, because in the world where she lives, there are only legends about such people, about people who can rewrite their entire lives with just one glance. Our glorious recluse will have to learn about her strength, become stronger, learn about her rewritten history and memory loss, and fight for her life. telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

Follows a college student struggling with a newfound drinking problem who has befriended the ghost in the local tavern. This is a short piece I wrote at school as part of a freewriting exercise. ~1000 words.

It is said that a mysterious tavern exists between worlds, where travelers pay with memories instead of coin. When a knight unknowingly wagers his most treasured memory, he must journey through forgotten realms to reclaim it.

Li Jain was a spiritual plant in his previous life that was nurture into his human form by the Hanxu sect. legend has it that only the Heavenly Spiritual Plant can open the gate of Heaven for cultivators to become immortals. Li Jain was raise carefully, he didn't lack anything and became an experts in lots of arts. After he advance to the Transformation realm, he began his quest of opening the heavenly gate. But when the gate open, he was killed ruthlessly by the same people that once treat him like a treasure. He spent years as a wandering ghost and eventually, found his fated soul in another world. The person body he took over has seven children and was despise by his family. Li Jain could take care of seven buns and make them very power in the future. With the help of his Spiritual Tavern, he became very wealthy.

Noah Stone an everyday guy got Transmitted into the World of Britannia, The RPG game which he brought a few minutes ago from the local store, and died holding It. He gained Deathless System as a golden finger, a system that allows him to go back in time in random checkpoints every time he dies. - The metallic taste of blood lingered on my tongue along with a kind of sourness. My hands grasped the table in front of me and my vision began darkening. "It's green Snakes poison, hard to come by and difficult to find its antidote" The guy in front of me smiled taking a small sip from an ale mug. "I had to poison your ale, I hope you forgive me, my dear partner" I cursed at him, losing balance along with vision. [ Ding! The host is respawned ] I was sitting on the stool in the tavern and in front of me was the same guy who poisoned me. "Please have toast for our new partnership" He smiled raising a mug with a gentle smile. I smirked at the ale inside my mug, rotating around. Now, now my dear partner! How should I kill you ---------- Ps - cover is not mine...