Itachi Robe

The latest novel by the author of 'I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm', Let me laugh, the author you will never be disappointed with, enjoy to your heart's content!!! ------------- Author's message to webnovel readers: It has come as an unexpected delight that Xianxia novels, a genre unique to China, have been warmly received by an international audience. I sincerely thank everyone for their support. I am committed to considering all the valuable suggestions put forth by readers, and to maintaining the style you have all come to love, all the while striving to continue delivering my best work. The book "Steadily Becoming a Saint, The Immortal Officials Hired Me to Tend the Horses" retains the familiar style of my previous works but ventures into entirely new territory with its plot and world-building. This story will reflect mortal aspirations for eternal life and ascension to immortality, as well as portray the epic tale of celestial beings witnessing the evolution of the universe through the ages. I hope you will all enjoy it. Best regards. by Let me laugh ------------- As a house servant, Gu An accidentally shattered a jar of Spirit Flowers in his youth, and in his panic, he discovered that he had seized twelve years of life span! A path to immortality thus unfolded before Gu An's eyes! In order to cultivate in peace, Gu An chose to become a Servant Disciple of the Supreme Sect, planting medicinal herbs daily to cultivate by seizing the life span of these herbs. Through the evolution of life span, his Basic Skill constantly evolved, deducing from Basic Sorcery to reach Divine Skills that connected to heaven! Eras changed, constellations shifted, and the Mortal World transformed vastly. Gradually, legends of immortals emerged in the Mortal World. The immortal known as Gu An expended half of his life span, helping his Cultivation Level break through the limits of the Immortal Path and achieving the realm of a Saint, soaring above the heavenly laws. However, one day, a white-robed old man with a saintly presence came to visit Gu An. "I am Xuan Qing from the Heavenly Stars above, appointed by the Heavenly Emperor Tai Hao. Hearing of Daoist Friend's numerous benevolent deeds in the Mortal World and your countless rescues of the living beings here, the merits are immeasurable. Thus, I have been dispatched from the Lower Realm to invite Daoist Friend to join the ranks of the immortals, to take up an immortal office, the Divine Steed Celestial Official." "May I ask what the duties of the Divine Steed Celestial Official are?" "In the Heavenly Court, there are divine steeds that can traverse earth and heaven and penetrate Yin Yang. The Divine Steed Celestial Official is responsible for looking after and feeding these divine steeds." Huh? Taking care of horses? Groom?!

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that." Understood. His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..." Huh, something's amiss. The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me? Oh, then that's alright. This is very fitting. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?" ------------- In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought... ————— [Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst] This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

Interviewer: "Immortal Zhou Li, could you tell us why you created the orthodox methods and forged the twelve righteous paths, condensing twelve talismans to resolve ancient and modern disputes?" "Just to liven things up." Interviewer: "Well, I mean, did you reorganize the Great Ming Dynasty and plant the Seven Immortal Gourds based on the laws of myriad spirits, brewing the Spring of Spirit Qi for the glory of mankind or...?" "Just to really liven things up." Interviewer: "No, Immortal Zhou Li, I feel that you've done so much for humanity, for the Immortal Realm, and for Da Ming. Your purpose and starting point should be a bit more noble, such as...?" "Enough already, can't you see? I just wanted to bring some entertainment to the spiritually impoverished Great Ming Dynasty and everyone in the Cultivation World. Here, let's liven things up for everyone." The white-robed immortal pointed a finger, and alongside him, a chaotic and ferocious Ancient God swung indescribable and bizarre tendrils. Then, with a surge forward followed by a backflip, it landed stylishly, all the while muttering the delirious ramblings of an Ancient God. 【Damn, let's go, ignore it!】 "No fun? Who would cultivate without any fun?"

In the frozen wilderness beyond the village walls, survival isn’t guaranteed—it’s earned. Grey, a sharp-eyed young hunter gifted with the ability to see ethereal threads of light connecting all living things, walks a thin line between life and death with every step into the snowbound forests. His gift is his greatest tool—and his deepest secret. When the Grand Hunt leads Grey and his squad to a chilling encounter with a monstrous creature and a group of robed strangers led by a sinister old man, the world he thought he knew begins to crack. Ancient powers stir beneath the frost, and the old man's magic reveals a truth far more terrifying than the dangers of the frozen woods. As the village reels from loss, Grey finds himself facing impossible choices. His gift, once a quiet advantage, now feels like a curse drawing him deeper into a conflict he doesn't understand. Shadows whisper of forgotten paths—ancient roads walked by those who sought strength not just to survive, but to transcend. Paths where power can be cultivated, honed, and wielded by those willing to sacrifice everything. But power always comes at a cost. Blood stains the frost, alliances are tested, and every step deeper into the unknown pulls Grey closer to a path he may not be ready to tread—a path where strength isn’t just survival, but transformation. And in the depths of the wilderness, where cold winds carry secrets and danger lurks with every shadow, Grey must decide if he’s willing to pay the price for what lies beyond. My cover is a commission. If you are interested here is the fiverr link. I am more than satisfied with his work https://www.fiverr.com/neranu?source=order_page_user_stamp_link

Ye Mumu found that the ancestral vase in her home could magically connect to the ancient times two thousand years ago. So she met an ancient young general. The general guarded the important city on the border and was surrounded by 300,000 barbarian troops. There was a severe drought, the riverbed dried up, and 200,000 people starved to death, leaving only 80,000 people. With nowhere to go, the general and the people of the city could only wait to die passively! He begged the gods for water and food, hoping that the people would survive. Ye Mumu waved her hand and approved it! She hoarded a large amount of supplies to feed the soldiers and the people. Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, and meat sandwiches... every day is different, giving the ancients a little shock of modern food. Sending military books, hoarding food to recruit soldiers, building factory arsenals... giving the ancients a little shock of modern military. When she was deceived, the inherited family business faced bankruptcy. To repay her kindness, the general gave her a lot of money, paintings, antiques, and porcelain... With antiques, she saved the family business, became the richest woman, and reached the peak of her life! The general relied on Ye Mumu to provide modern military equipment to conquer the barbarians, recover the nine states, pacify the six kingdoms, and unify the world. He promised to build a temple for her and worship her for generations. The general sent a marriage certificate: With the mountains and rivers as a witness, I look forward to meeting you when the sea is clear and the river is calm. Under the marriage certificate is a phoenix crown and bridal robe. What a good young general, so this is what you are thinking!

Ji Li was a common fantasy and cultivation enthusiast like in any other part of the world. He, like many others, even though already 29, still liked to pretend to be in the ancient times. Using blankets as robes and towels as crown, he liked to wander around his home, pretending to be a royal. Then, switching his clothes, he acted like a general, a scholar and sometimes even an eunuch. He has always been a bit curious about them. He himself never thought he'd lose out being one, as dreams were far from reality. Even as a tall man with an average face and slighty trained body, since he has to regularly run to work, still he never found the 'love' everyone talked about since elementary school. Surely that's too early anyways but he truly felt like that. He, who had a fascination with that, had suddenly died doing his favourite thing. Yes, he pretended to be an Eunuch this time. And then, when he came to the bathroom and was about to take everything off, he suddenly fell, because he didn't put back the towels he used to shower just a few hours before. Agh! Isn't that what his mom always told him? "Clean up or you will someday hurt yourself!" Well, he died. Lucky for him, his soul dying while doing his favourite thing pushed him away from the river of oblivion, rushing towards reincarnation without drinking the soup of forgetfulness. ... - Chapter length varies early on but stabilises at 1,600 words. Daily chapters troughout the week, additional chapters for special occasions. The novel is separated in several arcs, marked as volumes, I hope it helps with coordination. - Read "Notes before reading", it explains what to expect reading this novel, highly recommended. - Join my discord server for some artwork and notes, as well as for questions regarding the novel: https://discord.gg/yGSvSG9

After transmigrating into the era of the Three Kingdoms, I find myself as the young Yuan Shu, a figure often criticized for his ambition and missteps. Upon awakening the Prodigal System, I discover its unique features: Level 1: For every 100,000 coins squandered, I gain an attribute point. Level 2: Unlocking the Reputation Store allows me to exchange reputation points for treasures. Level 3: Accessing the Legendary General Inheritance Panel grants me the legacy of Xiang Yu, the renowned Overlord of Western Chu. In this world, my companions are notable figures: Cao Cao: A formidable warlord and my troublesome friend. Diao Chan: My cousin, famed for her beauty. Cai Wenji: My junior sister, celebrated for her literary talent. In Luoyang City, I am recognized as a distinguished noble scion. At poetry gatherings, I am hailed as the foremost scholar with unparalleled talent. On the battlefield beneath Hulao Pass, I stand as an invincible, peerless general. In the hearts of the people, I am revered as the savior who rescues the suffering and aids the needy. I am Yuan Gonglu, the Greedy Wolf of Chaos. As a young hero in light robes, I revel in wine and song within Luoyang City. With the system's main quest now established, my ultimate goal is clear: to unite the Three Kingdoms, leave an indelible mark in history, and usher in a glorious era.

“Your mission is to retrieve an artifact that was lost a long time ago. But that artifact wasn’t here in our realm. You have to find it on Earth. Someone had stolen the item ages ago and escaped. It was time to search for it again and try to have it back. It is destructive for Earth. We know their world was much more fragile than ours. And I chose you for this mission, General Rizika, for I believe in you. The kingdom as well. Will you accept the mission?” The king announced. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact.] [System: Please confirm.] “System, confirm.” She announced with a hard tone. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact confirmed. The tasks would start upon reaching Earth.] When she crossed the portal. [System: Hello, Rizika. Welcome to Earth.] [System: Checking your body...] ‘Wait, your voice changed.’ The male robotic voice that her system had in Albria had turned into a girly voice with a high-pitched tone. It wasn’t robotic at all. It seemed like there was a teenager in her head. [System: Loading resources...] [System: Opening...] [Glamour: Cool, Chic, Vibrant, Natural, Hot, Sunny. Select which one.] Each one was showing an image of her face with the makeup. [Footwear: Flipflops] [Jewelries: Star-studded earrings, bangle bracelet, diamond pendant necklace] [Other accessories: None] [Gold chest: None] [System: This is a Goddess system. Start with the mission to earn and visit beauty shops.] “A Goddess system? What the hell?! This is a fucking scandal!” She wasn’t done rampaging yet. “An—” She was panting in furiousness. “An insult! A debauchery to my career!” She went to a nearby tree and punched the sturdy bark. She had never even touched any makeup in her life. She was solely focused on training, fighting, and drinking beer with the knights. She’s a respectable general in her kingdom. Never in her life did she even wear a girl’s clothes outside of her standard military dress robe uniform. Sure, she had suitors, for despite how manly her actions and status are, her natural beauty was remarkable in the entire kingdom. She did not even pay attention to it. “System, do you know what’s the freaking mission?” It was a sarcastic question. “It’s to ret—” [System Mission: Tame the Mafia Boss] "What the actual fuck?" AN: Be warned for cursing, vulgarity, and sexiness. This is also the first time I write about systems. But it would focus in romance. > Please do check out my other story, THE RUNAWAY HUNTRESS. Thank you so much.

Es geht um das zweit älteste Kind von Tobirama Senju und Sarada Uchiha-Haruno! Dieses Kind reist ebenfalls wie seine Mutter in die Vergangenheit, um diese zu ändern! Die Vorgeschichte und auch eine Art Mitgeschichte zu seinen Geschwisterm könnt ihr auf Wattpad lesen. Die Titel sind: "Warum wir? (TobiSara)" Und noch nicht veröffentlicht: "Besuch aus der Zukunft - TobiSara"

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #cdrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.

[DARK FANTASY] [MATURE CONTENT] [NO RAPE] Euphy woke up alone in an abandoned bunker with no memory of who she was or how she got there. Venturing into the unknown, she discovered she had crossed into Wolfstadt—a kingdom notorious for its ruthless ruler, King Maximus Adalwolf. Known as a tyrant feared by all, Maximus was the last person she wanted to cross paths with. But fate had other plans. Desperate for answers about her past, she was forced to make a dangerous pact with the very man who embodied power and cruelty. Signing a contract she didn’t fully understand, she became bound to serve the king in exchange for his help. As she embarked on a perilous journey to piece together her lost memories, she found herself caught in a web of treachery, power, and a king who seemed as much her captor as he was her ally. In a world where trust is a luxury and freedom feels like a distant dream, she must decide whether her past is worth the price of her soul. *** “I need something in return.” “What is it?” “Your ability to heal,” he stated plainly, his voice devoid of emotion. “In exchange, I’ll help you recover your memory.” She frowned at his strange request. “I don’t think I can do what you’re asking,” she replied nervously, her voice slightly wavering. “I… I don’t even know if I can use healing magic. I’ve never done it before… well, as far as I remember.” His golden eyes remained fixed on her, his expression as cold and indifferent as ever. “Of course, you can,” he said matter-of-factly, his tone laced with an unsettling certainty. “It’s in your blood.” Leaning forward slightly, he added with a cruel edge, “And let’s not forget—you don’t really have much of a choice. Either you do as I say, or you remain a slave prisoner forever here in Wolfstadt.” The weight of his words was merciless, each one cutting deeper than the last. The way he spoke, so calm and detached, made it clear that neither option would truly benefit her. It was a game, and no matter how she played, the odds were stacked firmly in his favor. With a trembling sigh, her shoulders slumped, and unshed tears pooled in her eyes. Deep down, she knew the choice she was about to make might lead to regret, but she had no other option. “Fine,” she whispered after a long, agonizing pause. “Atta girl,” the king said with a smirk that dripped with mockery, his golden eyes glinting with satisfaction. “That wasn’t so hard to say, was it?” His tone was casual, almost taunting, as though her surrender had been inevitable. She ignored his condescension, clenching her fists to steady herself. Forcing herself to focus, she asked directly, “What do I need to do?” The king straightened, brushing imaginary dust off his sleeves as he stood. He cast a final glance her way before delivering his answer with unnerving nonchalance. “Well, to start,” he said coolly, “you have to become my wife.” Before she could react, he turned and strode out of the room, his robes trailing behind him, leaving her stunned into silence. It took her a full minute to process his words, the weight of what he’d just said sinking in like a stone in water. By the time she fully grasped it, the room was silent, and she was alone.

For centuries, the hidden village of Eldermere worshipped two deities—Lirien, the Ever-Glowing, and Vaelith, the Blooming Abyss. But when an unknown sin disrupts their sacred rituals, the gods respond with a curse: a slow, merciless plague that will wipe out the village in two years. Their only salvation lies in the Twenty Trials of Devotion, scattered across the world—impossible tests of strength, wit, and faith. Adalas, a young man with nothing but his tattered robes and iron will, steps forward as the village’s last hope. But as he braves haunted ruins, forgotten gods, and monsters born from nightmares, he begins to wonder— Is he proving his village’s faith? Or uncovering a truth meant to stay buried?

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

“So, Your highness, shall we make a bet? Whether or not you will remember my maid’s name after a month.” “That’s not bad. It may be difficult to make eye contact with the maid, but her name is easy to remember.” Liana Siodo was the maid who knew the subject too well. To the point where she could understand why the lady she served would make such a bet with the Imperial Prince she had a crush on. For a simple maid like her to take the Prince dear in her heart was ridiculous. Therefore, she wanted to put an end to her unrequited love. “His Highness, Imperial Prince Illyd, has awakened Manish. I have come to see Miss Liana Aradna, the only one who can calm him, per the priest’s instructions.” If it had not been for her, they would all have been dead. * * * * “…Liana.” Illyd pressed his face against Liana’s soft, slender neck. “What took you so long?” Like a wild beast trying to convince her it would not hurt her. Or like a young beast acting cute to seem good. “I… almost killed everyone.” Illyd reached for the hem of Liana’s robe with trembling hands. “Don’t ever leave me again.” He wanted to look good. Only to the one who was like God to him, the person who held his leash. But contrary to his expectations, Liana’s eyes were full of terror. ~~~~ Author: 박오 Translated by: alleviey :The cover is mine edited but the artwork from Pinterest.

A young man who wanted nothing but love from others died while talking to a mysterious author of his favourite novel. However, that wasn't the end for him, as he reincarnates in a Xianxia world with a Wish Fulfillment system. He can wish for anything, and it will be fulfilled. Finally, getting a chance to make his dream come true, he decided to make his own Divine Harem Sect where he would have a whole sect to love him. Of course, that also includes other type of love... ..... "Huh!? What do you mean my disciples destroyed your sect? That's impossible! Don't you see how cute and kind they are? They are harmless!" "Hmm? My disciple flattened the Hollow Mountains? Don't joke around. Can't you see her sleeping peacefully in my lap?" "My dear disciples, why are you all lowering your robes? Wait! Why are you taking my clothes off? Well, now I can't do anything about this." ... Warning: mc won't be your alpha male like other smut where he fucks women just because they're hot and sets them aside. There will be Yuri, so you're warned. I mean, it's hot when your two girls in a harem play with each other, right? 5 extra chapters for every castle 8 extra chapters for every spacecraft 12 extra chapters for every Golden Gachapon That's all for now. Discord https://discord.com/invite/auje95R4k7 Happy reading.

On the vast and mystical Tianlong Continent, an immortal cultivator named Li Wei lives a solitary and serene existence, honing his skills and residing in his sect, the Eternal Blossom Sect. However, his life takes an unexpected turn when he regains the memories of his past life. As his memories resurface, Li Wei awakens an extraordinary ability: the power to foresee future opportunities. With this gift, he can anticipate threats and uncover paths to greatness. [Future Opportunity: Three months later, in a cave, he discovers a dimensional door that leads to a hidden realm full of opportunities and resources to strengthen his cultivation.] [Future Opportunity: Fifteen days later, while meditating in the Enchanted Forest, he receives the blessing of the forest guardian.] [Future Opportunity: Two months later, at a black market fair, he purchases a black robe that conceals a powerful inheritance.] Author's note: Hello, this is my first novel and English is not my first language. If you see any errors, I would be very grateful if you corrected them in the comments section. 1 daily chapter

The world's messed up. Monsters started falling from the sky. Flesh-eating creatures that almost wiped out Humanity.But then, people began to awaken strange abilities—Gifts, they called them. Supernatural powers that gave us a fighting chance. With these new abilities, we fought back, and for a while, it seemed like we were winning. Life slowly started to return to something that resembled normal. That is, until the Curses began. No one knows where they came from or why they started, but one thing was clear: they weren’t Gifts. They were something darker, twisted, as if reflecting the worst parts of humanity. People whispered that the Cursed were dangerous, unstable. Some even believed they were monsters in human skin. I used to think having a Gift would be the best thing that could ever happen to me. I dreamed of it, even. Too bad I didn’t get mine until the darkest moment of my life. And it wasn’t a Gift at all. But hey, like I said before, the world’s messed up.

In a world where the powerful ruled with an iron fist, one boy was dealt the worst cards—first by fate, then by the world, and finally by an Outer God. With each passing moment, he spiraled deeper into a reality determined to break him. One day, as the pool of blood bubbled and rumbled in an ancient temple of malignance, a young man emerged from the depths. Beasts roared in a twisted symphony, and his body radiated a bloody strength that no one could contain. He paused, a thought crossing his mind as he got out from the blood pool: "I'm really not a Demon." One day, as the massive corpse of a dragon lay idle, it shriveled, losing all its grandeur and dignity. Its desecrated body pulsed with dark energy, and from its stomach erupted a sharp, tyrannical sword aura, cutting through the air with lethal precision. A figure emerged, his black robe now stained blood red, his blood-red vertical eyes gleaming with a demonic fire. As he stood, surrounded by the lingering aura of death, he thought, "I’m really not a Demon." One day, when the Blood Moon shone in all its glory, and the Demon Sect was at its peak, the Gates of the Demon Sect were shattered, and their Sect Halls lay in ruin. In the heart of their Demonic Lands, signs of a cataclysmic battle were evident. Corpses, scattered like broken dolls, piled upon each other to form a massive mound. Atop this heap of death sat a figure, calm and unperturbed, bathed in moonlight. His four eyes scanned the surroundings, and after a moment of contemplation, he thought rationally, "I only killed Demons, so that doesn’t really make me a Demon."

Synopsis: The Rise of the Blood Demon Joon-Ho, a timid orphan from South Korea, lived a life of despair, finding solace only in martial arts manhwas that celebrated strength and justice. Tragically, his life was cut short by his tormentors on a stormy night, but death was only the beginning. Awakening in a mystical realm of majestic landscapes and unparalleled beauty, Joon-Ho discovers he has been reborn with an uncanny mastery of demonic martial arts—techniques he'd only read about in his favorite stories. As he explores this new world, he stumbles upon a hidden cave filled with ancient carvings and an unsettling aura. When he awakens, a crimson-robed man kneels before him, proclaiming him the Blood Demon—the prophesied savior of the feared and revered Blood Cult. Confused and reluctant, Joon-Ho is thrust into a destiny he neither understands nor desires. Can he rise to the role of the Blood Demon, navigate this dangerous world, and uncover the truth behind his rebirth? In a tale of power, redemption, and identity, Joon-Ho must confront his fears, embrace his newfound abilities, and decide whether to fulfill the prophecy or forge his own path.

``` La plus grosse erreur d’Alicia, c’était d’avoir tenté de se suicider. Elle se retrouva dans le corps d’une princesse de 19 ans en exil, au Moyen Âge. Quoi de plus ? Elle était forcée d’épouser le Prince Harold ; le fameux Prince aux cheveux blancs et au tempérament de feu qui ne se gênerait pas pour tuer quelqu’un pour la raison la plus futile. Maintenant, son mariage n’est que dans quelques heures et la « princesse », qui se trouve être Alicia, doit démontrer quelques « compétences de princesse » aux invités. Petite question : Est-ce que le twerk est autorisé au Moyen Âge ? Elle savait une chose avec certitude, le mariage allait être un désastre et le Prince colérique allait la tuer avant qu’elle trouve un moyen de retourner chez elle. Que Dieu l’aide ! ThatAmazingGirl en collaboration avec Miss_Behaviour (Les auteures de In Love With A Klepto) vous présente un autre livre. « LA MARIÉE ÉTRANGE DU PRINCE MAUDIT » Que feriez-vous si vous vous retrouviez soudainement dans le corps d’une princesse à l’époque ancienne ? Qui plus est, il n’est pas seulement un loup-garou, il est aussi maudit par la déesse de la lune. EXTRAIT : Que devait-elle faire ? Elle était confuse et n’avait aucune idée de ce qui se passait. Les mariages au Moyen Âge étaient bizarres ! Mais qu’est-ce que c’est que la « récitation des vertus » ? Devrait-elle faire semblant de s’évanouir ? C’était la seule idée qui avait un sens. Alors c’est ce qu’elle fit. Elle s’effondra lentement sur le sol et entendit tout le monde commencer à s'exclamer et à pousser des cris. Alicia voulait qu'ils la sortent de là et ensuite elle trouverait un moyen de s'échapper. Mais peut-être qu’elle n’avait pas de chance après tout, parce que lorsqu’elle entrouvrit les yeux sous ses cils, se demandant pourquoi personne ne venait la porter, elle vit une robe dorée, avant que la personne ne se penche devant elle. Elle ferma les yeux fort et retint son souffle. Après tout, elle était actrice. Elle pouvait mener ça à bien sans faille. « C'était une mauvaise performance, ma dame. » La voix profonde parla, provoquant des frissons sur sa peau. Effrayant. « Je vous donne seulement trois secondes pour vous lever. » Sa voix n'était pas vraiment menaçante, mais d’une certaine manière il inspirait la crainte, particulièrement avec la manière lente et soignée avec laquelle il parlait. On disait de lui qu’il était colérique. Que ferait-il après que les trois secondes soient passées ? Allait-il la tuer ? Mourrait-elle ici ? Comment savait-il même qu’elle faisait semblant ? Les gens au Moyen Âge étaient-ils généralement intelligents ? Elle ouvrit un œil pour l’entrevoir et le vit la regardant droit dans les yeux avec un sourire narquois. IL N’Y AVAIT AUCUN MOYEN QUE LE MARIAGE N’AIT PAS LIEU. ELLE ÉTAIT TELLEMENT MORTE ! ******* Loup-garou (Coché) Prince maudit (Coché) Transmigration (Coché) Comédie (Coché) Romance (Doublement cochée) AJOUTEZ À VOTRE BIBLIOTHÈQUE ! ```

A nightmare or reality? Ethereal or material specters? Black robes, rituals, and hexagrams. Illusions, delusions, and human sacrifices. Will the boy end it, or will it end him? "Run! Run! Run!" "Don't be afraid, my father's food is delicious! He makes the finest meat! The finest fresh human meat!" “You drew stars around my scars, and now I’m bleeding.” "They’re trying to open a portal to the parallel world!" "You’re as beautiful as blood on the snow." "Live and be strong for us." "In every path, you'll end up killing them. There's no escaping it. You can't save them. This is our eternal curse. You've been damned since birth, Theo." "Wake up, Theo!" -- #Amouret

In the era of the Universal Beastmaster, demonic beasts rampage, but thankfully everyone in the human race can awaken their talents and enter contracts with beasts to resist them when they come of age. Some individuals awaken F-ranked talents, doomed to a common life without any hope of beast evolution. Some awaken to C-ranked talents, their beasts are able to exert power beyond their own, becoming immensely strong. Others awaken to S-ranked talents, and with their beasts, become top-tier forces contributing to humanity's power. Struggling on his way across, Ye Feng began by awakening ten top-tier SSS-ranked talents, choosing his beast at will. [Eye of the Soul: Examine strengths and weaknesses of beasts while identifying their ultimate evolution path]. [Cultivation Reciprocation: Infusing cultivation base to the beast, the host gets an equal share, triggering a chance for a critical hit]. [Horrific Swallow: Beasts can permanently obtain the skills of the creatures they devour; weaker beings can be killed directly by devouring]. [Talent Plunder: Each time a life is taken, a random talent of the deceased is acquired]. ... Despite odds stacked against him, Ye Feng chose to forsake choosing a high-star beast, instead contracting with the Earth Ape King and cultivating it into a Great Saint Qi Tian. The mythical Great Saint Qi Tian, the world-embracing World Tree, the world-consuming Great Golden Sun Crow, and the Kun Peng which controls the way of space and force; This is an era exclusive to Ye Feng, where gods retreat, and all realms bow down.

Synopsis of *Fall of Eden* In the radiant empire of Rozarstar, Ashura Kanon, the youngest scion of the once-great Kanon family, is branded "defactus," shunned for his perceived laziness and wasted potential. While the noble families thrive, Ashura lives in the shadows, supported only by Rozaria, the empress's grandmother, who sees his true worth. As casualties rise from the dark forces of the Abyss, the council turns a blind eye, dismissing the suffering of commoners. Concerned about the impending threat, Ashura's world shifts when Rozaria gifts him robes from the legendary School of the Arcane. This unexpected turn ignites a spark within him, hinting at hidden talents and a destiny he never anticipated. With the empire on the brink of chaos, Ashura must confront his fears and embrace his potential. In a journey filled with mystery and rising tension, he will discover his true purpose and the strength to protect Rozarstar from the shadows threatening to engulf it.

Aurelia, a land divided into five empires—Carthage, Sunaria, Winteris, Skotos, and Verdantia—is oppressed with tension and history. Once ravaged by wolves, the land endured a devastating conflict known as the Great War, resulting in the defeat of the wolf threat and a fragile peace. In the aftermath, the five empires were established, each with its own sovereign ruler. The laws were overseen by the Council, ensuring the establishment and preservation of unity. However, lingering fear and superstition cloaked the land, particularly regarding Erythro – a Greek word meaning RED. The color that associated with curses and dark magic. According to an ancient prophecy, the appearance of a red-hooded girl heralds impending catastrophe and the rise of the Wolf King, the sworn enemy of humanity. This belief has instilled paranoia and mistrust among the people of the land, leading to the execution of individuals suspected of witchcraft. In Carthage, one of the empires, resides a girl adorned in a crimson robe—a figure of intrigue and suspicion. As rumors spread of her alleged connection to the Wolf King, the inhabitants of Carthage view her with suspicion and fear. Is she truly a witch conspiring with their enemies, or is she merely a pawn in a larger, more sinister game? The mystery surrounding the red-cloaked girl deepens as the empire wrestles with questions of power, loyalty, and the true nature of evil.

In a world where the past is shrouded in myth and the present is governed by unseen forces, a young boy awakens in the heart of a desolate jungle, the world around him disturbingly silent. With no memory of how he arrived, he finds a strange eye symbol glowing on his chest, a mark that feels both foreign and familiar. Fragmented recollections stir within him—a man in robes, a temple with pillars, and the eerie question: *"Are you ready?"* His hesitant but willing response, *"Yes, I am ready,"* haunts him as he struggles to piece together his forgotten past. As he stumbles through the jungle, a sense of foreboding overwhelms him, leading him to a distant plain where the sight that awaits is enough to freeze him in place. The world seems to hold its breath, and the boy is left alone with the faint remnants of a ritual long past, tied to ancient powers no one remembers. Unbeknownst to him, his awakening is the first ripple in a chain of events that will unearth forgotten secrets, challenge the very balance of the world, and set him on a path towards uncovering the true nature of the symbols that bind him. In the shadows of legends long faded, the boy's journey is only just beginning.

The main character Addison del Triesh is a Nobel during the day but at night she is an assassin working for the crown prince who is a childhood friend. Because of this Addison never formed close relationships with anyone because the crown prince got jealous and always punished anyone who got close to her. Until one day when Addison was given a job to take a traitor Duke Claud of house Targel. But when Addison slipped into his room at the dead of the night he was waiting in his drinking some wine in his robe with his sword beside him. Addison wasn't surprised so she pulled out her duel blades and lunged at Claud but he whipped out his sword and blocked it. Addison, soon realizing she was no match for Claud, left. But she would always follow him around dressed as a maid or a farmer. She even pretended to be one of his knights. But she always failed. And on day while she was out as her regular self Addison del Triesh, he found her threatened her that he would tell the emporer she was trying to kill him. So Addison was forced to become one of his knights for real this time. But the crown prince didn't like this and now he's trying to take back what is self proclaimed his.

In the year 2020 of the Immortal Emperor Han Calendar, a deadly virus called the Immortal Slayer took the cultivation world by storm. Tens of thousands of cultivators died at the hands of the Immortal Slayer virus, while millions more remained cooped up in their abodes, hoping to see the light of day again. A year later, while every cultivator was doing their best to ward off the Immortal Slayer virus, a young scholar by the name of Sion acquired the red robes of a dead cultivator. Without thinking, Sion immediately put on the red robes and changed his fate forever.

In the heart of Manila, where the city's vibrant pulse beats strongest, a darkness looms, threatening to engulf its streets and its people. "Guardians of Manila: The Siege of Shadows" tells the story of Piolo, a young man whose destiny is irrevocably intertwined with the fate of his beloved city. Born and raised in the bustling metropolis, Piolo discovers he possesses powers that set him apart, destined to fight against the creeping malevolence known only as The Shadow. With the city teetering on the brink of despair, Piolo, guided by the mysterious Mateo, embarks on a journey of self-discovery and heroism. He forms an unlikely alliance with fellow guardians, each bearing their own scars and stories, united by a common purpose. Together, they navigate the treacherous underbelly of Manila, confronting their darkest fears and the growing power of The Shadow. As the final battle looms, Piolo and his allies must muster all their strength, courage, and hope to save their city. Facing insurmountable odds, their fight is not just for survival but for the soul of Manila itself. "Guardians of Manila: The Siege of Shadows" is a tale of resilience, brotherhood, and the indomitable human spirit, a testament to the light that shines brightest in the darkest of times.

They called me The Whisperer. A joke. A mockery. The boy with the weakest magic just because I was a farmer. I was powerless when they came. I watched as my father and my mother was slaughtered. My village was burned to ashes, and the man in the black robe vanished, leaving nothing but blood and unanswered questions. All I had left was my infant sister and the faint spark of magic they all ridiculed. But even a whisper can grow into a storm. Now, I walk the path alone. My weak magic will become their weakness. I will make them hear the screams they left behind, feel the pain they inflicted, and drown in the vengeance they thought they escaped. They thought I was nothing. They were wrong. I will rise, and the last thing they’ll ever hear… is a whisper.