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Once every 10,000 years, the heavens open, and the Mortal Realm is cast into turmoil. The Great Reset begins—a cosmic reckoning where empires fall, beasts awaken, and only the strongest carve their names into eternity. For those who survive, the path to the Astral Realm and the right to claim divinity awaits. Raikai, a warrior forged in storms, wields the power of the Celestial Iron Body Cultivation, his flesh tempered into living steel. His Death Arms—twin scythes bound by chains—dance like a mythological dragon, crackling with lightning, capturing and tearing apart those who stand in his way. Beside him stands Shinryu, swift and precise, blessed by the Celestial Tiger. His Death Arms, a pair of white leather gloves with retractable claws, strike with divine speed—every slash a whisper of the heavens’ fury. Together, they ascend the path of blood and power, bound by brotherhood yet tested by fate. Their bond is their greatest strength, but in a world where the Death Arms grow with their wielders—feeding on their victories and failures—power often demands a terrible price. As the 10,000-year Reset begins, ancient titans stir, forgotten sects rise from the shadows, and primordial beasts long thought extinct awaken. The heavens will bear witness as Raikai and Shinryu defy the gods—or die trying. In an age where flesh is reforged into iron and weapons evolve alongside the soul—two brothers will challenge destiny itself! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad

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Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

People all mock ChenTian as a canary raised by the Xiao family, but they don't know that this kneeling body wiping the ground flows with the blood of the top family. Three years ago, a shocking conspiracy led him to voluntarily wear the shackles of a "son-in-law". It wasn't until the night his wife was forced to sign the divorce agreement that he put on a mask with blood red patterns in front of the mirror - the day when Long Yin Yu Yuan would finally be empty. When the gilded invitation turned into a talisman, those who had once stepped on his spine for pleasure would eventually climb up and lick the mud off his leather shoes.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

On the fourth day of May, Kevin was murdered in his apartment. He has no enemies and no friends. His parents have their own families, and he lives alone in a 200 meter square apartment – in other words, he does not have anyone who bores hatred against him. But he died. And the police concluded his death was an act of revenge homicide. Kevin pondered who would kill him when he suddenly woke to unfamiliar surroundings. And it took a few minutes to be processed in his head… Why are the furnitures so big?! The bed's mattress is so wide it's like the whole floor uses it as a floormat! The window is so high Kevin felt he was inside a church with glass walls as high as a three-storey building! Even worse, the appearance of a flower vase at his side is as tall as him! What the hell is going on?! [Host, you now possess the identity of the Male Lead's precious cat!] Kevin: What did you say? [Current Mission Progress: 0%] [Host, please work hard and prevent the Male Lead's terrible fate!] Kevin: …… What nonsense?! I just died! ………………………. [Host, the villain is one step closer to harming the Male Lead's life! Please prevent them!] Kevin: …… [Host, a villain's lackey wants to kill the Male Lead! Please stop them!] Kevin: ….. [Host, the Male Lead incurred a huge loss because of the villain, please bring him home and pamper him well!] Kevin: …… [Host, the Male Lead is injured because of the villain! Please nurse him back to health!] Kevin: …… Am I the Male Lead's mom or a pet?! ______________________________________________________ Updates are on Wednesday and Thursday.

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.

*Title:* Fist of Eternity *Genre:* Martial Arts, Fantasy, Action *Story:* Joon-Oh Kim, a high school student, is a martial artist who possesses a unique gift – the ability to tap into his Chi and Ki. His family, renowned for their martial arts prowess, has trained him in various fighting styles since childhood. However, Joon-Oh's life takes a dramatic turn when he discovers a mysterious, ancient tome hidden within his family's dojo. The tome, bound in black leather and adorned with strange symbols, is said to hold the secrets of the "Eternal Fist" technique. As Joon-Oh delves deeper into the tome, he's confronted by a powerful entity – the "Devourer of Shadows." The entity offers Joon-Oh a pact: in exchange for granting him immense power and abilities, Joon-Oh would have to surrender a portion of his soul. Joon-Oh, eager to surpass his family's legacy and protect those he cares about, agrees to the pact. As a result, he gains access to the "Eternal Fist" technique, which allows him to tap into his Chi and Ki like never before. With his newfound abilities, Joon-Oh must navigate the complex world of martial arts, where powerful practitioners wield elemental abilities and forge pacts with mysterious entities. As he battles his way through tournaments and confronts formidable foes, Joon-Oh must also struggle to maintain control over his own darkness. *Themes:* - Self-discovery and empowerment - Balancing power and responsibility - The struggle between light and darkness *Target Audience:* - Young adults interested in martial arts, fantasy, and action - Fans of anime and manga series like "God of High School" and "Wind Breaker"

The Photon is a revolutionary device that lets people shape light into almost anything they can imagine—tools, furniture, weapons, even transportation. Over the decades, it’s become so advanced that it can now be integrated directly into the brain, allowing users to control it with their thoughts. Today, it’s a part of daily life for most of the population. For Washi, a twenty-year-old college student, having a Photon is great for small conveniences but it hasn’t helped much with paying bills. When his bank account hits zero, Washi reluctantly takes a shady job offer that feels too good to be true. What starts as a desperate attempt to make rent quickly turns into something far bigger, as Washi finds himself working for an eccentric boss who claims to see the future. His new job? Stopping those who threaten the world’s future, by any means necessary. Armed with only his Photon and a lot of questions, Washi is thrust into a dangerous new life of vigilantes, light-based tech, and a mission he’s hilariously underqualified for: saving the world before it’s too late.

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

[Updates Every Sunday] ——————————————————— Title: Online Shopping System in Another World Genre: Comedy, Isekai, Fantasy, Adventure Synopsis: Kazuya Asano is just your average high school senior—until a freak lightning strike hits him, sending him into another world. But instead of being greeted by a traditional fantasy setting, Kazuya awakens with an unusual power: the Online Shopping system. This system allows him to buy anything, from weapons to furniture, as long as he has enough money. With no idea how to make money in this new world, Kazuya embarks on a series of comical adventures, facing challenges, gathering resources, and getting into all sorts of mishaps—mostly because he can’t resist buying the most ridiculous things. But the system has a catch: it has a mind of its own, with emotions and opinions about Kazuya’s spending habits. As the system’s quirky personality grows, it becomes an unlikely but hilariously effective partner in Kazuya’s quest to build a nation and possibly—just possibly—get some ramen. Every purchase, every quest, and every relationship Kazuya builds in this new world is a comedy of errors, all while he tries to figure out how to earn money, deal with his uncooperative system, and create the nation of his dreams. Will he become a hero, or just the guy who bought too much random stuff?

Born as the heir to a crazy legion of warriors and being the owner of bloodlines with mysteries yet to be fully uncovered, he is the hope of the family when the whole world seeks to throw them into despair. "You're the one representing the younger generation of our fighters, let them know say khaki no be leather.... "

Zhen Bao was the village belle in the gully village. Fu Mingshi suddenly appeared in a suit and leather shoes, claiming to be her childhood betrothed groom. Zhen Bao was a little confused and went with him to the big city, only to find out that this slender-waisted and long-legged groom-to-be was extremely, extremely rich! Reading tips: 1. The heroine has off the charts affinity with animals. 2. Tall, cold business elite & sweet veterinarian beauty, sweetness all the way! 3. Also known as “You Are My Destiny or Married To a Millionaire"

Hey there, unlucky mortal! Welcome to 123 Serene Grove Lane, a place so legendary, so magical, and so ABSOLUTELY AMAZING that only a chosen few ever hear about it. And by "chosen few," I mean people who trip over random portals or get lost after making terrible life decisions. I'm IMP, "KING OF IMPS", the REAL STAR of this story. Forget the humans forget the moody demons, forget the boring heroes. This book I WROTE IT. It's about me, my glorious misadventures, and how I heroically survive. living with my boss, the incredible-yet-insufferable Xier. She's an artist. A sorceress. And somehow, despite my best efforts, still manages to keep her house standing. We also have Kevin, a VERY CONFUSED but disturbingly kind human carpenter who rents a room here (the biggest mistake of his life, btw). He's strong enough to build furniture with his bare hands, but soft enough to blush when Xier looks his way. Hilarious. He seither doomed... or already in too deep. Now, life at 123 Serene Grove Lane is NOT your typical "dark magic and world-ending prophecies" nonsense. BORING! We've got magic gardens that gossip when the wind blows, enchanted baths that refuse to drain properly, and random imp parties that definitely DON'T NEED PERMISSION. Expect heated arguments, accidental seductions, and AWKWARDLY INTENSE moments involving forbidden drinks. mysterious contracts, and questionable house rules. Do I care? Nope. I'm too busy being FABULOUS. Why read this Because you need a break from gloomy heroes and brooding prophecies. You need magic, mischief, and PASSIONATE CHAOS. You need ME. So. stop pretending you' re too busy. Open this book, join the fun, and remember everything here is MY IDEA. You're welcome.

Beneath the veneer of civilization lies a grotesque and twisted reality, with eerie whispers haunting the stillness of the night. The day the fog rolled in from the sea was the day the world became a solitary island. At first, he thought he’d simply been reincarnated into a backward era. Tragic, but manageable. After all, he was devilishly handsome, his charisma practically dripping from every pore. Life seemed tolerable—until one day, his kindly old father leaned in close and whispered the truth about the world into his ear. “What? Those gods worshipped by the church are real?” “What? Our family is heretical scum? If they catch us, we’ll be strung up and burned at the stake?” He felt his world spin as he stammered, “Can I just disown all of you right now?” His kindly father’s hand drifted to the leather belt at his waist, his smile growing ever more benevolent.

BOOK 2 IS COMING Story COMPLETE - Book 1 In "Riding into Love: A Biker's Heart," the roar of motorcycle engines settles every score. When Hartley seeks to join a motorcycle club at her local college, led by the egotistical sexist-Hadé Degaldo, she is faced with degrading remarks and challenges to her worth, Hartley takes a daring leap by entering a secret biker race, concealing her identity behind a helmet and leather. As the race unfolds, Hartley's skills on the road prove to be a match for Hadé, shattering his unbeatable reputation. With each victory, she chips away at his confidence, and him left wondering who this mysterious rider is. As victories mount, Hartley's initial thirst for revenge transforms into a complex tangle of emotions, including unexpected feelings for her rival. Will she choose to keep her identity hidden or risk it all by unveiling the truth to Hade? Hadé Degaldo; you've met your match. CONTENT GUIDANCE: ADHD, sexism, harassment, bullying, graphic sex, nudity, no cheating, HEA

**Synopsis** Maya Sharma, a passionate photographer stuck in the monotony of her corporate job, is torn between her stable marketing career and her dream of pursuing photography full-time. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers a mysterious symbol in one of her photos, a pattern she has seen before but can’t place. What begins as a simple curiosity quickly spirals into an enigmatic puzzle that pulls her into a web of danger and conspiracy. After receiving cryptic text messages and uncovering hidden symbols in her photos, Maya enlists the help of her best friend, Priya. Together, they trace the clues to an abandoned building, where Maya discovers an old key. This key leads her to an eerie, deserted library, where she finds a leather journal filled with matching symbols and unsettling notes from someone who was also trying to unravel the same mystery—and who appeared to meet a grim end. Before she can process her findings, Maya is ambushed by shadowy attackers. In the chaos, she is saved by a mysterious stranger, Aarav Mehta, a man with a piercing gaze, a guarded past, and a scar that hints at a life lived on the edge. Aarav warns her to abandon her investigation, revealing that they are both in grave danger. However, Maya’s determination only deepens when she learns that Aarav is tied to the crime syndicate behind the symbols. Haunted by guilt from a tragic incident in his past, Aarav seeks redemption by helping Maya uncover the truth. As Maya and Aarav dive deeper into the conspiracy, they discover a powerful smuggling operation orchestrated by Arjun Kapoor, a charismatic mastermind, and his ruthless enforcer, Kabir Rana. The symbols turn out to be coded messages used to move illegal goods, and Maya's photographs have inadvertently captured pieces of their operations. The key Maya found unlocks more than just physical doors; it holds the secrets to dismantling the syndicate and exposing their crimes. But uncovering the truth comes at a cost. Maya faces relentless threats, betrayals, and her own fears as she is drawn closer to Aarav, whose motives remain shrouded in mystery. Aarav, in turn, finds himself falling for Maya’s unwavering courage, rediscovering his humanity as they work together to outwit the syndicate. With time running out and danger closing in, Maya and Aarav must navigate a labyrinth of secrets, lies, and danger to bring the truth to light. But as they edge closer to uncovering the conspiracy, they realize that the symbols and their connection run deeper than they ever imagined—threatening not only their lives but the fragile trust they’ve built with each other. **Will Maya’s determination and Aarav’s quest for redemption be enough to dismantle the syndicate, or will the weight of their pasts and the enemies lurking in the shadows tear them apart?** A thrilling blend of mystery, danger, and romance, *[Insert Title]* is a story about chasing dreams, confronting fears, and uncovering truths hidden in the shadows.

You know that one guy in every story? The one nobody notices, nobody remembers, and nobody cares about? Yeah. That’s me. Or at least, that’s who I am now. My name was Kang Jin-ho, I am a loser punching bag in my old world. I worked a dead-end job, got screwed over by my coworkers, and died like a joke trying to save someone from a damn truck. But instead of disappearing into oblivion, I woke up in a world I knew all too well: Battleborn Academy, the setting of the brutal SSS+ difficulty novel I once read. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. I wasn’t reborn as the hero. I wasn’t even the villain. I got stuck as a nameless extra, weak, sickly, and about as important to the story as a piece of background furniture. But life has a twisted sense of humor, because even if this world’s hell, I’ve got one advantage: I know everything about it. The plot twists. The hidden quests. The betrayals. And most importantly, the things nobody else knows are the broken pieces of power lurking beneath the surface. It starts with my Status Window, the kind you’d find in a game, except my stats are garbage. But there’s one thing it doesn’t mention: my cheat ability, Devourer. Kill monsters and absorb their powers. Sounds simple, right? Except nothing in this world is simple. Every step toward power costs me my sanity, my humanity, maybe even my soul. Now I’m stuck at Battleborn Academy, surrounded by heroes and monsters in disguise. There’s Lee Yuna, the cold genius who hates my guts but might just be the most dangerous person here. There’s Jang Hyuk-rin, a charismatic prodigy with a tragic past and plans that’ll burn the world down. And don’t even get me started on the shadowy puppeteer pulling the strings behind it all. I’ve got to survive, manipulate the plot, and stay two steps ahead of a world that’s designed to kill me. Because if there’s one thing I learned the hard way, it’s this: second chances don’t come free. I’m not the hero of this story. But I’ll be damned if I die a background character again.

In the verdant valley of Eldoria, where the mountains whisper ancient secrets and the forests hold the echoes of forgotten tales, **Leaf Ironwood** stands on the cusp of his eighteenth birthday, unaware that his life is about to change forever. Raised on a humble farm by his resilient mother, **Liora**, Leaf knows little of the world beyond his daily toils and the stories of heroes and magic that seem like mere legends. On the eve of his birthday, Leaf receives a mysterious inheritance from his late father: a sword that glows with an ethereal light and an old, leather-bound book filled with cryptic maps and riddles. This inheritance is not just a gift but a call to adventure, a legacy that beckons Leaf into the heart of Eldoria's most guarded secrets. As Leaf embarks on his journey, guided by the sword's ancient power and the book's enigmatic clues, he encounters a realm teeming with danger and wonder. From the shadowy depths of enchanted forests to the peak of the sky-touching mountains, he faces trials that test his courage, wit, and the strength of his resolve. Along the way, companions join his quest, each with their own tales and skills, like **Dain Ironfist**, a gruff but wise dwarf blacksmith, and **Mira Starwind**, a mage with a penchant for mischief and a heart full of secrets. The Legacy Blade, as Leaf discovers, is not just a weapon but a key to unlocking his family's hidden history, a history intertwined with the fate of Eldoria itself. Enemies from the shadows seek to claim the blade for their dark purposes, forcing Leaf to delve deeper into his father's past, confront ancient evils, and perhaps, find his own place among the legends of old. "The Legacy Blade" is a tale of discovery, of a young man's journey from the simplicity of farm life to the complexities of a world where magic and destiny collide. It's a story of battles fought not just with steel but with heart, where the legacy one leaves behind is as important as the path one walks. Leaf Ironwood's adventure is a testament to the idea that sometimes, the greatest heroes are those who never sought the title, but by fate, are chosen to carry the torch into the unknown.

Imagine a gamer, so skilled he bends reality itself (or so he thought). One moment he's conquering virtual worlds, the next, he is *in* the world. Trapped within the hyper-realistic game, he faces foes far more terrifying than any pixelated monster, forbidden magic, dark powers, and a looming darkness that threatens to consume not just his avatar, but his very soul. Will he find a way back, or is he destined to become a legend…or a ghost? The line between game and reality blurs, leaving him questioning: is this escape, or a fate worse than death?, would he be able to claim what he came that far for? and what happens when he begins to question reality as he discovers that he was in a simulation before he got sealed in the game ---------------------------- Excerpt: Where am I?" Blaze thought as he looked about in an empty room filled with nothing but an active mist of darkness. At this moment, Blaze was conflicted and the feeling of anxiety coupled with a foreboding sense of insecurity made him feel discomfort. "The last thing I remember was, me being in my gaming room rejoicing after finally defeating the final boss in the game when a notification suddenly pops up..." Blaze thought for a while and suddenly it came back "the notification!!,they promised me a cash reward of 10million dollars if I could complete the final task. So…,is this the final task. Sitting in a dark room without furniture,I can totally do it. After that,that cash reward would be mine!". Everytime Blaze thought of the cash reward, he'd be distracted from his thought. He stayed there for 3 hours, sometimes standing up to walk around the room which seemed as though he was walking around in circles, which also confuzzled him. How'd he know that he was there for 3 hours?, after sitting for a while, a digital clock suddenly appeared and what confused yet scared him, was the fact that the clock seemed to follow him everywhere he went. 30 minutes in, he heard a **PING** sound and a voice suddenly said "System Online- Welcome User 432234!". ________________________________ WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT, READ NOW TO FIND OUT MORE!!……… Update between Monday - Friday (seldom Saturday)!!.

Journal entries of a Nobody - I found this journal in the middle of the night on my night stand - there was only one entry in it. As I live alone, I was terrified. As days went by, I found more entries in the journal... then i was scared but I started to believe in magic....The cover of the Journal is Pure Black Leather with the terms Angel & Demon stitched on it with blood red glass-like thread - Thus, MAGIC!

Fui convocada a otro mundo juntos a mis amigos que no veia desde la secundaria, pense que seria divertido estar en un mundo de magia como en la novelas pero no todo fue color de rosas. En un incendio salve a la novia de la persona que amaba a cambio de participar en un experimento, nunca pense que seria yo el sujeto de prueba. No queria que nadie estuviera en peligro, pense que los salvaba, pero al final me converti en la villana y pereci en manos de mis amigos. Me dieron otra oportunidad junto a mi mejor amiga, pero, ¿Qué es esto? ¿Una ventana de juego? [Felicidades completaste el prologo] [Cargando recompensas: Mapa del Impero, Clase: D, Detalles: Este mapa muestra la ubicacion de los monstruo en tiempo real] [Siguiente misión: Derrota monstruos y sube de nivel antes de entrar a la academia] [Dificultad: D] [Penalidad si fallas: Descontrol del poder demoniaco sellado ]  ¿Estas preparada para sobrevivir a tu propia novela?

It's a long story, it's still long even when I shorten it. So let me tell you his story. Once upon a time, there's an ordinary man who lived in a peaceful world. Where everyone could do something they do without any hindrance. He is reaching 28 years old and working in a ordinary company. Completely ordinary until one day, he died by getting hit by a car. ( If he doesn't die, how did this story happened? ) He thought that's the end and succumbed to the ethereal dark and calmness. Then suddenly there's something waking him up even though he can't feel nothing. When he opened his eyes, unfamiliar ceiling greet him. A apartment ceiling, no something more like a suite as the details and furniture around his room looked expensive. At first it was confusing and after a long thought on what happened. He got to know that he got transmigrated into the novel he used to read. A new world filled with adventure, excitement, magic, and fantasy. But he doesn't want to get involved in any of that. He wants to enjoy his new life. Do something he can't do before. But everything didn't go as he planned. A few years later, this beautiful world got attacked by an entity who claimed to be a god. Even the overpowered protagonist got defeat in one hit. The world got split in half just by a gesture from his finger. Desperation and despair washed over his face. Maybe there's a reason he got transmigrated there. It's all because of his abilities, adaption. Using that abilities, he tried to fight these entity. During that fight, he able to save one person but failed to save another one person. Even though he win after a long fight. Everything already been destroyed. Until, in front of him appeared a holographic blue screen. With one word attached on it. [ RESTART ]

In a world where fate intertwines with destiny, a struggling author named Violetta meets a tragic end, only to awaken in the body of the heroine in her own unfinished fantasy novel. Now living as a concubine in a majestic yet treacherous court, Violetta must use her modern knowledge and wit to navigate a realm rife with political intrigue, magic, and romance. Determined to change her tragic fate, she captures the attention of the kingdom's enigmatic and powerful King. As their paths cross, sparks fly, and she finds herself embroiled in a whirlwind romance that defies the expectations of her new life. With each passing day, she proves her worth, not just as a concubine, but as a strategic mind and a force to be reckoned with. Facing enemies both old and new, and uncovering hidden talents, she rises through the ranks, outmaneuvering those who seek to undermine her. Her journey from a mere concubine to the revered Empress is fraught with challenges, heartache, and moments of triumph. Through battles, betrayals, and the bonds of love, Violetta discovers the true meaning of power and identity. In the end, she must balance her modern sensibilities with the ancient traditions of her new world to secure a legacy that will be remembered for generations. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Violetta: "Where am I? This... This isn’t my apartment." She looked around, eyes widening at the opulent silk drapes and ornate furniture. Maid: "Milady, you’ve awakened. The King awaits your presence in the main hall." Violetta: "The King?" she muttered, trying to process this revelation. "I'm in my own novel... I must be dreaming." ----------------------------------------- King: "You seem different, Violetta. Sharper, more... unpredictable." His eyes glinted with curiosity. Violetta: "Your Majesty, I assure you, I am merely adapting to survive in this viper's nest." She met his gaze steadily, hiding her inner turmoil. King: "Survival is not enough. To thrive here, one must learn to wield power and trust no one." ----------------------------------- King: "Why do you always challenge me, Violetta?" Violetta: "Because a life without challenge is a life unfulfilled, Your Majesty. Or do you prefer your subjects to be mere puppets?" She smirked, enjoying the spark of annoyance in his eyes. -------------------------------------- Violetta: "I cannot let them destroy what we’ve built. We must fight with everything we have." King: "And I will stand by your side, Violetta. Not as your King, but as your equal." ----------------------------- Violetta: "From a concubine to an Empress, who would have thought?" she whispered, looking out over the kingdom. King: "You have shown the strength of a thousand men and the wisdom of a sage. This kingdom is stronger because of you." Violetta: "And it will continue to grow. Together, we will lead it into a new era." King: "Together," he agreed, taking her hand.

Take one crazy quirky girl and a whole bunch of funny dorky queens (and nerds), Mix with a drop of fashion and... Garnish with a jar full of trouble = DISASTER!!!!! All it takes to homecoming is a committee of weirdly crazy ambitious fashion queens(and nerd) a glorious matchmake made from heaven, a totally gorge jock and one mean witch. When the event planning committee made of sworn besties, cool Dawn, Silly Shayna, Dorky Clarissa, Nerdy June and creative quirky team leader, Summer gets the big break to organize homecoming for the very first time... and for pay... everything's all colors and rainbows. what could possibly go wrong? EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Summer diaries is a central upbeat Teen/YA fiction novel told from the funny hilarious perspective of high school dork, Summer Scotts and her tales of wild crazy adventures with her wild adventurous friends, Shayna, Charlize, June and dawn. together, they make up the EPC, an event planning committee. things are all colors and rainbows and star dust when they land the hit deal of organizing homecoming. however, with problems like June's crush madness on the roll, a witch in Gabbana and Gucci heels and a cutie in blonde and leather jackets, will homecoming be their best night of all, or would it all go down the drain?

I groggily opened my eyes, expecting the familiar sight of my own bedroom. But instead, I found myself in a strange room. "What the…?" 'Everything had been perfectly normal when I went to sleep—so how did I end up here? Have I been kidnapped?' The thought instantly put me on edge, removing any trace of sleep from my mind. Suppressing the urge to sit up, I narrowed my eyes, scanning my surroundings carefully, 'It looks like a warehouse, about fifty square meters, with no windows.' There is an oversized LCD screen on the wall—easily over 80 inches. A coffee table, topped with a few bottles of mineral water. Beyond that, the only furniture in the room is a single couch, with four people lying unconscious around the room’s edges. They all seemed to be asleep. Frowning, I felt an odd sense of déjà vu. 'Is this really a kidnapping? Or have I somehow gotten caught up in some kind of military exercise? A government operation, maybe? Or…' "Seems appearances can be deceiving. Who would've thought that an ordinary student would be the first to wake up, not to mention remain so calm and feign sleep to assess the situation. Such alertness is rare." "Who's there?" I jerked as a robotic voice echoed in my ear. It hadn’t mentioned my name, but it was clearly talking to me. Sticking to my low-profile approach, I stubbornly pretended I hadn’t heard anything, hoping to sleep my way out of this. "Amazing self-control, Lucas. But there’s no need to keep up the act. As the first to awaken, and someone who’s managed to impress me, I’m inclined to offer you a little reward." At this point, I could hardly keep faking it. Reluctantly, I sat up, my gaze locking onto the source of the voice: the television screen on the wall.