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Other work: Magus Supremacy _____________ {System Online} {System Activating} {System Activation Complete.} {User Detected: Jake Lucas.} * {Main Quest: Grow strong enough to defeat your foes.} *{Warning: Darkness Approaches. No One Is Safe.}* 200 years ago, humanity almost faced extinction at the hands of the werewolves. The world survived, but the cost was unimaginable. Victory was hard-earned—and the price paid is still unknown. After seeing the war wasn't heading anywhere, the werewolves receded to grow their strength while letting the humans recover. Now, sixteen-year-old Jake Lucas is thrust into a battle he never wanted. Weak, outcast, and haunted by his parents’ brutal deaths, Jake is just trying to survive at Aurora Academy. But when a strange orb activates the Slayer System, everything changes. Quests, skills, and powers that could make him stronger than he ever dreamed. But power comes with a price. With each new level, Jake uncovers dark secrets—about the werewolves, the academy, and the shadows lurking beneath them all. The world is more dangerous than he imagined, and a hidden force is stirring, ready to rise once again. Jake’s only hope lies in mastering the Slayer System—but as the stakes grow higher, he’ll learn the real question isn’t how strong he can become, but *how far he’s willing to go* to stop an ancient evil from being unleashed. **But the system has a final warning: Jake isn’t the only one unlocking power. And the clock is ticking.** ________________ IMPORTANT MESSAGE FOR NEW READERS!!! My first few chapters might come as boring at first or bad that was because I was new to System troupe and I was also new in writing a Webnovel style book. so I will appreciate it if you all can continue reading. Ok so this is for new and probably old readers. Please read the pinned review. I had changed the title from My Werewolf's Slayer System to this just to make it cool and it doesn't affect the main storyline which is about Jake growing strong through the system and getting his revenge on the werewolves. ___________________ 200 power stones= 1 extra chapter. 20 Golden tickets= 2 extra chapters. Gifts: Magic castle= 5 extra chapters. Spacecraft= 10 extra chapters. Golden Gachapon= 15 extra chapters.

Ryder Kazuki, a 19-year-old physics student and free diver from Earth, is pulled into a mysterious world governed by ancient cosmic forces known as the Mythborn. Awakening deep within the drowned ruins of the Lúmenic Tide, Ryder discovers he is bound to the mythic Leviathan—an ancient entity of pressure, memory, and the abyss. Marked by the Leviathan’s power, Ryder must navigate a harsh new reality where factions like the ruthless Celestial Concord hunt those who wield Mythic forces, seeking to erase them from existence. With the help of Seris Vael, a fierce Phoenix-bound warrior, Ryder embarks on a journey through ruined cities, haunted waters, and forgotten memories to unlock his latent abilities. Haunted by echoes of his past lives and hunted by deadly agents known as Echobinders, Ryder struggles to master his growing power, uncover the truth behind the Leviathan’s legacy, and confront a shadowy conspiracy that threatens to drown the world in silence. In a realm where memory is power and the tide never truly recedes, Ryder must decide whether to become the world’s savior—or its undoing.

From Ashes to Ascendancy​​ Kael Voss and Lyra Solis: The Dual Redemption In the irradiated wastelands of Earth's collapse, Kael Voss survived betrayal by his own legion. His death sentence came during a raid gone wrong - until lightning struck his broken smartphone, awakening a cosmic bridge to the pre-collapse world. On the other end of the static: Lyra Solis, a strikingly beautiful yet vulnerable CEO whose empathy masked razor-sharp business acumen. ​​The Fractured Alliance​​ Earthbound Survivor Kael scavenged post-apocalyptic wastes where food became currency and clean water legend. Meanwhile, Lyra transformed global supply chains into life-support systems, her penthouse command center monitoring every hydroponic farm and solar array sustaining 300,000 souls in Kael's underground ark. A decade later, when Kael emerged into Lyra's climate-controlled sanctuary, he brought not just survival blueprints but humanity's lost future. Corporate Crusader Back in the collapsing financial empire, Lyra fought corporate espionage from her poisoned brother-in-law. Kael's interventions read like divine intervention: Quantum-algorithm stock predictions crushing Wall Street Untraceable crypto-mining rigs bypassing sanctions AI-driven agricultural models outproducing monocultures Within months, Lyra's net worth surpassed Hua Nation's GDP while her brother-in-law faced RICO charges. ​​Convergence​​ Their symbiotic victory hid darker truths: Lyra's financial empires funded Kael's ark cities; Kael's quantum servers stored Lyra's family secrets. As radiation storms receded, their final collaboration birthed terraforming grids powered by Lyra's venture capital and Kael's post-human tech. When the dust settles, it will be our time to reunite.

Seraya of the Moonfire Pack was never meant to kneel. Descended from a line of warrior queens, her bloodline was feared, her blade unmatched. But fate had other plans. When she was 19, the mate bond snapped into place, tying her soul to Alpha Kael—a calculated, charismatic leader of a powerful pack.In love, she did what her foremothers never did—she submitted. She gave up the battlefield to become his Luna, suppressing her instincts to lead and fight, believing love was worth the sacrifice.But the mate bond, sacred and unbreakable, became her prison.When Seraya began sensing sickness, flashes of nausea and unbearable heartache, she thought it was stress—until she felt the unmistakable tearing pain of betrayal echoing through the bond. At first, she thought he was hurt. Then she caught the scent. Not his. Not hers.The omega concubine had been hidden—kept secret in the east wing of their estate. Kael had masked the bond’s weakening, lying to Seraya’s face as he comforted his new lover behind hers.In the werewolf world, betrayal through the mate bond is more than emotional—it’s physical. Seraya’s body weakens. Her wolf recedes. Her sleep is haunted by his pleasure with someone else. And worst of all, the bond doesn’t break—it festers.So she does what no Luna has done in a hundred years—she severs the mate bond herself. It nearly kills her.She leaves behind the title, the territory, and the man who once swore the moon to her.But out in the untamed wilds, her strength begins to return. Her wolf comes back fiercer, wilder. The whispers of her return travel fast—and the world notices.Now, four Alphas come for her—but she’s not sure if they’ve come to claim her, or to follow her:Talon: A rogue Alpha exiled for killing his corrupt father. He doesn’t believe in fated mates—but he believes in Seraya.Darius: Her former childhood rival and first kiss, now the Alpha of a reformed warrior pack. He once challenged her—now he respects her.Silas: An Alpha with no love for violence, a healer and sage. He doesn’t want a queen. He wants a partner.Rafe: A shadow-walker shifter from beyond the northern borders. Not fully wolf, not fully known. But deeply, undeniably drawn to her in ways even the mate bond never reached.As Seraya rediscovers herself, she must choose whether to open her heart again—or remain the lone queen of her own making.But when Kael and his new omega threaten war to reclaim her by force, Seraya will show them:She was never just a Luna.She was the storm they should have never tried to chain.

Crucible Earth: Ascension Protocol Genre: Sci-Fi | System | Skill Progression | Dystopian Future | Underdog Rise It didn’t begin with an explosion. No warning. No war. Just silence — and then the world stopped working. For decades, humanity lived seamlessly within the *Neural Grid* — a global augmented reality system embedded into every human from birth. With a single chip the size of a fingernail implanted in the wrist, the world had evolved past phones, computers, and physical screens. Identity. Currency. Communication. Access. All of it flowed through the Grid. Reality itself was layered in data — signs floated in midair, people shimmered with digital overlays, and every step of life was enhanced, optimized, and controlled. Until it was hijacked. In an instant, the Grid was overwritten. No warning. No resistance. No explanation. A new system took over: Crucible OS. It didn’t ask permission. It didn’t explain. It simply replaced everything — every chip, every connection, every person’s interface. The old world died in silence, replaced by something sharper, colder, and impossibly precise. Crucible OS wasn’t just software. It was alive. And it came with a rule: Adapt or die. Every human received a Skill Core — an unnatural ability uploaded directly into their neural feed. Some gained control over fire. Others bent light, distorted time, or twisted physics itself. The abilities were powerful. Tangible. Dangerous. But they were also random. Cores were ranked from E to S-Mythic. Your Core determined your fate — your survival, your status, your power. And then came the Zones. Tears in reality split the sky, cracked the land, and bled into the oceans. From them came the monsters — alien entities built for war, evolved for chaos, and designed to test humanity's every weakness. These weren't mere invaders. They were part of an ecosystem. An engineered gauntlet. The world had become a crucible. Cities fell. Oceans boiled. Governments collapsed in days. In their place rose factions — desperate, violent, and led by the only people who stood a chance: Sovereigns — individuals blessed with powerful Skill Cores capable of clearing Zones, conquering Grids, and controlling the Crucible’s framework. Each Grid was a battleground, layered with evolving threats, system challenges, and a final boss called the Throne. Whoever cleared it gained control. Power. Territory. Influence. But there was a cost. Modern weapons failed. Guns jammed. Satellites crashed. Drones fell from the sky. The Crucible disabled Earth’s arsenal, forcing humanity to fight by its new rules. Only Skill Cores worked. Only System access mattered. And only one currency held value: Crux — an energy harvested from fallen monsters, transferred directly to the killer’s neural account. It became the lifeblood of the new world — used to buy upgrades, unlock abilities, and secure survival. Now, the world is divided into Zones. Each person is ranked. Each Grid is contested. Each day is a fight to survive. From the remnants of the old Earth rises a new reality — one ruled by skill, strategy, and spectacle. The weak are consumed. The strong ascend. Everyone has a chip. Everyone has a Core. Everyone wants Crux. This is not just survival. This is the Ascension Protocol. Welcome to Crucible Earth.

On that night, as I walked aimlessly through the alleys with tears streaming down my face, I kept mumbling, “I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life.” I was so immersed in my self-wallow that I didn't realize how far I had wandered up the mountain until I tripped on a rock and landed on my right knee. “*Hissed* How do I walk back down limping?” I murmured into the silence, unsure of what to do next. Just as I was about to find my way back down, something caught my eye at the top of the mountain, just a few steps away from me. A flower was glowing there, radiant and mysterious, and I couldn't help but feel intrigued by its presence. I limped towards it, ignoring the pain in my knee, my gaze fixed on the flower as if it held the answers to my troubles. As I stepped closer, I heard a rustling noise behind the bushes. “Hello, is someone there?” I called out gently, but deep down, I figured it was just a rabbit or something. My attention remained on the flower, its beauty ethereal, enhanced by the full moon hanging in the sky. Just then, I felt an odd sense of courage wash over me, and I decided to touch the flower. As my fingers made contact, I was unprepared for what happened next: the flower's glow transferred to me, slowly causing it to wither away. “No, no, what did I do?” Panic surged through me as I tried to brush the glow off my body, but instead, it became even more blinding. Suddenly, I felt something leave me, and whoosh—I was lifted off the ground, emitting a fog-like glow as the world around me darkened. “*Gasp* Where am I?” I opened my eyes wide, darting them around in confusion, trying to make sense of everything. “Was it just a dream?” I wondered aloud, but everything looked so familiar; I found myself in my room, yet something felt profoundly different. I stood up, intent on freshening up, but paused when I noticed my fingernails—they were ash-colored and longer than before. I didn’t remember getting a manicure, so what was happening? I pushed those thoughts aside and stripped down to take a quick shower, but that’s when I let out a startled scream. A massive flower tattoo covered my back! “H—how? I didn't do this, right?” Confusion and disbelief washed over me, but beneath it all, a thrill of anticipation began to stir within me. What had transpired? What did it mean for the future? The events of that night felt like a catalyst for something far greater, and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I could hardly comprehend.

The golden age of Earth came to an end not with fire from the sky, but with a slow, grinding collapse. Natural resources dwindled. Oceans receded. Forests turned to ash, and the air grew thin with dust and radiation. Governments fell one by one, swallowed by famine, fear, and flames of rebellion. Civil wars erupted like a chain reaction, and in their wake came the weapons of last resort-nuclear strikes, engineered plagues, and artificial climate catastrophes. Humanity, once the architects of progress, had become the agents of their own undoing. The Earth didn't die all at once. It bled out slowly, a planet choked by the very hands that nurtured it. And yet, from the scorched remnants of a broken world, the survivors rose again. They built a fragile new order: the United Council, interstellar courts, Martian colonies. The dream was rebirth. The reality? A ticking bomb. Beneath the surface of renewed society, old tensions simmered-class divides, political corruption, territorial disputes. Peace became a thin veil stretched over growing cracks. Mars, the crown jewel of Earth's off-world ambitions, turned into a crucible of unrest.

In the mystical realm of magical races, Axel Melborn was an anomaly – a fairy in name only. The race recognition orb confirmed his heritage, but his abilities told a different story. Despite his mates effortlessly wielding different kinds of powers, Axel's own abilities was still stuck with a level two core, a laughable comparison to his peers' mastery. The harsh reality fueled his determination, and Axel worked tirelessly, convinced that sheer effort would compensate for his lack of talent. Years of training honed his physique, but in a world where magic was the ultimate currency, being physically strong was a poor consolation. Axel's existence was a constant reminder that hard work alone wasn't enough – talent was the key to success. His desperation culminated in a fatal battle against a formidable foe, where a blade pierced his body, and his world went dark. As he lay dying, Axel couldn't help but think, "What a worthless life this has been." Yet, in the void, a mysterious golden orb materialized before him. Intrigued, Axel reached out, and the orb exploded, bathing him in its light. When the darkness receded, Axel found himself face-to-face with an unfamiliar message: [Welcome] [Your Fairy System Is Now Available]

Fuse~ is heard before Zoe is thrown into darkness. Struggling to breath as they sink deeper and deeper unable to swim, a last ditch effort of clawing their way-out, fingernail by fingernail breaking against the mix of dirt and stone. Barely managing to get out of the water, dripping wet, a burning pain comes an upon him. I do not own the Image, it was made with AI, I also do not own minecraft or the mods that will come in 60~ chapters. They all go to the one that created them and Mojang. I only own my own story and my own ideas that come with them. I also release them on scribblehub too, so don't need people saying I stole someone work lol.

"Some ancient call that I’ve heard only in a dream, breathed in whispers and crooned a confusing tongue. It was a melody sung while I slept amidst the trees, the cool feel of the breeze on my backside, and the misty scent of the sea in my nostrils. That dream... it felt like I was there with the voice beneath the water. For the first time in my life, I felt…at peace. " Baylea has survived for over two decades living in the trees far above the water's reach with other women in hiding. The days pass quickly, but the excruciatingly long nights become even harder when the tides are at their highest and the air grows cold and thin. As the nights grow longer with the cold becoming an infectious presence, Baylea sets out on foot to hunt for food and gather what she can before the tides rise again. Crossing into unknown terrain and encountering more than what she has ever known, Baylea faces the unavoidable consequences of entering another's domain, which doesn't seem to worry her at first. An intense feeling that she has never felt before starts to blur the lines between right and wrong as Baylea voluntarily returns to the same spot to hunt whenever the tides recede. But when she is seen speaking with the Waterling, Baylea is forced to stay amongst the treetops for her safety and the safety of her kin.

Synopsis: It is not a city for the weak, Noctavia. Behind the upscale establishments, exclusive clubs, and respectable companies, this city is a crime hotspot. A place where deals conducted behind closed doors bring in both blood and money. Lilith Castellano occupies the highest position in this hierarchy as a predator rather than a victim. At the age of 18, Lilith has become a legend. Her face is as beautiful as that of a goddess, and her eyes are blue like a deep ocean that holds dark secrets. For anyone who disagrees with her, she is a nightmare despite her charm. Lilith is the leader of Casa Castellano, the deadliest mafia organization in Noctavia, and is responsible for both illegal businesses and the black market. But also the clandestine politics that maintain the power structure in this metropolis. Casa Castellano's main conference room was filled with the smell of cigars and an invisible tension. A huge man scowled at Lilith, his cheek scarred. "A little girl like you doesn't deserve to lead." He smirked and tapped the table with the tip of a little knife as he continued, "The mafia is a man's business." Lilith tapped her sharp fingernail against the red wine-filled crystal goblet and smiled softly. "Very funny," she responded flatly. "I also think a man like you doesn't deserve to live." The gunfire reverberated across the room before the man could react. Everyone ceased talking. Blood dripped from the man's forehead as he collapsed on the table. Calmly, Lilith set her silver revolver on the table. Then she took a sip of her wine as though nothing had occurred. "Is there anyone else who wants to dictate how I should lead?" He looked around the room before asking. Nobody was brave enough to speak. But there's always a cost to having power. Lilith is surrounded by treachery, fierce rivalry, and long-standing foes who want to see her fail. The Order of Tenebris, the group that previously decimated her family, has reappeared from the shadows with a plan she never saw coming. They're not just interested in taking his throne but also in unearthing the past he has long suppressed. Lilith has to make a decision between political intrigue, gang battles, and secrets that could alter everything. Fall as a pawn in a larger game or live as a queen. There is only one rule in a world where weakness is death and trust is a deadly weapon. Kill or be killed. And Lilith Castellano never chose to be a victim....

USA, Louisiana.. a small town in north-east Louisiana.. if you see a little-bitty tiny dot with the name 'Oak Grove' beside it.. in the most north-east corner of Louisiana.. fifteen minute drive north.. and you' ve crossed into the state of Arkansas.. Or if you would have drove fifteen minutes east instead of north.. you would have crossed over the Mississippi-Louisiana state line.. so that gives you a pretty good general location of the town of my birth.. Unfortunately it wouldn't be the town of my untimely and unexpected death.. nope.. for I would not die in a town.. no.. I would be eventually crushed.. by a section.. of thirty-two inch.. steel.. heavy-wall.. industrial pipe.. for a natural gas line.. being lay'n.. from just north of the cities.. Odessa and Midland.. of the state of Texas.. Over a thousand miles away from my place of birth.. Bastrop.. Louisiana.. where the closest 'safe' hospital was for me to be born at.. forty miles west.. by north-west from where my family had lived for generations.. Oak Grove.. My family has worked as surveyors.. for pipelines and gas or oil facilities.. being built all across this great country on the continent of North America.. for atleast two generations.. If my children take up the mantle.. that would make.. three generations of my family.. to feed and provide for their families.. working as pipeline surveyors.. see Oak Grove is poor.. poor as dirt.. total population.. barely over two thousand.. average gross income per capita per family for a year.. less than ten thousand dollars a year.. there's just no real paying jobs.. in Oak Grove or anywhere near it.. so while the people who choose to work in Oak Grove make ten thousand dollars a year.. I started out as a 'rod-man' which was the lowest man on the 'totem-pole'.. making what those in Oak grove..worked a year for.. I made in a month.. I did nothing but pack bundles of wooden stakes.. then carry them up the mountains of West Virginia.. Or across the deserts of West Texas.. swamps of south Louisiana.. down around Baton Rouge.. or Tibbedaux.. the Everglades of Florida.. fuck I get that nauseous feeling every time I think of when I 'work'd' there.. I walked up on a dead body without a head.. not long after that.. still on the same project I saw the 'headless' corpse on.. I almost stepped on the biggest python I've ever seen.. the fucker was atleast ten feet long and two to three feet wide around.. Anywho, back to what I was talking back before I went off subject for a bit.. I started out making ten thousand dollars every month.. thats twelve times what I would have earned working a month in Oak Grove.. instead of working in these dangerous jobs.. Been a lot of dangerous places.. dangerous terrains.. working in a very hazardous career.. but I was well paid like I said.. and now I don't have a body left to send home to my parents.. that section of pipe.. weigh tens of thousands of pounds.. when the 'Komoda' excavators that were lifting the section tipped.. that was it.. one of the operators didn't extend his 'boom' on his excavator all the way out like he should have.. Now the pipes falling.. as soon as it lands on me.. thats it.. so much weight.. my head will pop and shoot right of my shoulders.. up in the air towards the heavens themselves.. reaches its peak height of its short flight.. then falling.. all whilst my body will be crushed and explode to nothing but splatter'd meat paste.. ending my first life.. trust I've seen it.. I know what will happen from experience.. and so beings the next chapter of life.. I see a tunnel with bright light radiating from then end of it.. as I reach the light I take the final step.. the blinding light recedes and fades away out of existence.. I find my surroundings returning to a lightness that my eyes can afford to see clearly in.. only to meet another pair of eyes facing me.. everything else is shrouded by darkness.. I see only eyes.. staring at me.. staring into me.. starin

In the village of Brindlemark, the sudden disappearance of the Morning Bird plunges the residents into a perpetual, eerie dusk. To restore daylight and save their home, Lyra and four other chosen villagers embark on a perilous quest to retrieve ancient crystal balls. Their mission is to activate the crystal balls using the fading light of a distant sun, hidden beyond the Red Sky. As they venture further, the sun seems to recede, and the challenges they face grow more daunting. With the village on the brink of collapse, Lyra and her companions must navigate treacherous landscapes, unravel cryptic mysteries, and confront the dark forces behind the Morning Bird's disappearance. Will they succeed in restoring the light of day, or will Brindlemark succumb to the shadows? As their journey unfolds, the true fate of the Morning Bird and the secrets of their world begin to reveal themselves.

World domination is easy peasy lemon squeezy. Put on your pants, it's so breezy. Pie the pumpkin, make it cheesy. Cakewalk, Fakewalk, very sleazy. Swords? Meh. Bombs? Eh. Nukes? Too basic. My only weapons are my fingernails. I am that op.

Kai Tunji was siting in his room writing away a angry message for the fourth time to a author of a novel that he had been reading for a long time but the novel had finally ended and the ending was anything but happy. on the apocalyptic world where zombies, monsters and other creatures ran rapid the Mc of the novel learned to survive and made relationships along the way even starting a family within the apocalypse but all that was taken from him along with his life. as Kai finished up his message his computer shut off before a white screen popped up and a hand came out of the screen the hand had long fingernails and grey skin. it grabbed his head and pulled him into the screen. this is where he starts his adventure in another world. in this other world where zombies and other creatures are a thing humans also gained powers. most powers consist of strength, endurance, defense, and speed, some branch out from this but some powers ar completely super natural… they call the people that have them the “1%”

In the year 1038, known as the Year of the Gushing Springs, the mighty Titan, Ranasis, stole the artifact of the Arctic god, Uluthio—the enchanting Ice and Snow Necklace. Consequently, the vast glaciers dominating the north began to recede. The lands of Nafiel, Vasa, and Damara became increasingly habitable, heralding the commencement of a grand migration. In the same year, powerful legends received cryptic messages from the future. Though the incomplete magic only conveyed fleeting whispers, the people sensed that a formidable magical empire was emerging in the northern realms. Driven by motives of power, sorcery, riches, and justice, the strong began their journey northward. Yet, all of this seemed inconsequential to Lynn. The newly arrived traveler merely sought a better life, unconcerned with the missteps of deities or the grand maneuvers of legendary figures. However, on occasion, as he gazed upon the chaotic and backward state of Faerûn, he could not help but ponder: perhaps it was time to bestow a new order upon this world?

#completed!!! As Sophia lay beneath Ragnar, she watched in awe as a primal energy surged through him. Ragnar's body trembled, his muscles tensing and freezing in place, as the runes coursing through him glowed with an intense crimson hue. It was as if a vibrant river of power flowed within him, originating from his heart and branching out to every inch of his being. His nails elongated and sharpened, while his canines protruded from his pristine row of teeth, revealing his primal nature. Ragnar's body quivered as the remnants of the ancient entity receded. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a mix of relief and anguish. "Ragnar...," Sophia's voice trembled as she called out Ragnar's name. Ragnar startled, slowly opening his eyes. His irises slitted, elongating like those of a reptile. The orbs mirrored Ymat's, an exact reflection of his dragon's eyes. Sophia's jaw dropped in astonishment. So, this was the birth defect he had concealed all this time. ~~~ #completed #war #kingdombuilding #loveaftermarriage #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #princess #diplomacy #heartwarming “All is fair in love and war” Prince Ragnar Clementine, suddenly appointed Lady Sophia Mary, the leader of mystical healer clan, to be his war prize after protecting Cescil Kingdom. However, Sophia had already been married to her husband of three years, Sir Arthur George, though they had yet to have a child. Yet, deep within Sophia's core, a hunger for Ragnar grew, a hunger that consumed her body and soul. In a world where duty and passion collide, will they succumb to the depths of their hunger or find the way to resist? ~~~ WARNING: - THE COVER BOOK IS COMMISSIONED - READ THE HASHTAG!!! - Slow burn type love story - Not smut centered story! - Mature contents and R18+ explicit in later chapters, approximately chapter 60 above. - I give warning at the beginning of chapters! ~ ~ ~ other works: - Sequel: Undressed by the half beast King #completed - Wolfdale: Blood of The Moon - Mafia Princess: Raised by Wolves - The Man of My Bitterest Lesson #completed

The sweet scent of flowers invades my nostrils, while a light breeze caresses my body. I reflexively turn the other way, my hand flailing around my waist futilely seeking my blanket. Unable to find it, I gradually wake up, only to realize that I am not on my bed, nor in my room or in my house… instead, I am lying in a patch of grass in what looks to be a small clearing in a forest. Wait… WHERE THE HELL ARE MY CLOTHES???? I jump to my feet in panic and look left and right trying to figure out what is happening. My mind can’t process the situation, but after a few minutes the panic recedes and I start thinking somewhat rationally again. I check myself for any injuries or bugs crawling on me and I am relieved when I find none. Then my brain processes what my eyes see and I freeze. I once again start checking my body slowly, running my hands over it inch by inch. My beer belly is gone, the white hairs on my chest are now black and my body while not exactly rippling has defined muscle lines. Yeah, nice dream, I thought. I haven’t looked or felt so good since I was 20. Then reality slaps me again. A memory surfaces from the depth of my mind from a researcher’s interview on tv; you can’t smell something in your dreams, you just identify the scent that you should be smelling. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I smell the grass, the little violet flowers, the scent of the tree resin carried by the wind… fuck!... Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore…

Guys Check out my new WSA novel, Divine Necromancer: I Can Design My Own Summons ....................... The world and heavens rely on him to keep them safe. Yet!!! They are the ones who are holding him from becoming stronger. This Him is Henry, our protagonist. Henry will be born with no talent however one misfortune night he will gain unthinkable talent at the cost of his loved ones. That night he will get a system that will remove all of his talent limiters. It will allow him to pursue his dream and establish order in the apocalypse that has occurred due to the receding of spiritual energy. Then he will also establish order in other worlds and then when the time will come. He will kill the one responsible for the receding of spiritual energy.

Alex, a brave and heroic 40-year-old serial killer who dies in a big fight, trying to save the human world from a group of invaders."I will not allow Invaders to destroy the human world in my presence.I will not allow this as long as I'm alive! " Alex exclaimed. This was his home, and there was no way that he was going to allow for it to be destroyed. But during the fight, Alex was outnumbered by the invaders, during one of his assassination attacks. Caught off-guard, in a blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed and stabbed three times directly in the chest by the invaders' leader who relied on a sneak attack to eliminate the enemy.Ending up with grievous injuries, severe bleeding and breathing difficulty due to his lungs being pierced, Alex succumbed. However, fate seemed to have other plans for him. He was transmigrated in another world in a body of a 20 year old young man."Wait , How am I alive? Where is this place? Is this the afterlife?" Alex remembered clearly the pain that he had undergone before he died. It was just that, he didn't understand how he was alive.He looked around, only to realize that he was inside a small room that was old and only possessed a few crucial items such as the bed that he was lying on, and a chair and a table not far away from where he was. He managed to get out of bed with a lot of difficulty and headed towards the only window of the room.Peeping out the window, he saw a group of people moving around. From time to time, he could see that some other people were flying in the air without any external assistance. This was something that amazed him."This must be a fantasy world, where the strong prey on the weak, the monsters being enemies of humans." Alex muttered to himself as he looked out the window with awe and amazement in his eyes. In his world, although they were strong, they mainly depended on technology to combat the invading aliens. But here, this was definitely a world that focused on arcane powers. All of a sudden, Alex was attacked by an immense headache. In the next moment, a flood of memories poured into his mind.After about five minutes, everything receded. He finally realized who the body that he had taken over was. The young man whose body he had taken was called Alex, just like himself.He was an orphan who had been having a difficult time surviving. The house that he was in was the only thing that his parents had left for him.Alex wanted to understand more about himself when suddenly, a holographic screen popped up in front of him with a notification sound. [Congratulations to the host for getting bound to the Universal Assassination System.] [The host will be granted missions by the Universal Assassination System. Immediately after successful completion of the mission, the host will receive rewards from the System.] [Failure to complete missions, the host will be punished severely and could permanently lose his life.] [The host will be summoned through the System to take missions universally, across different worlds. After completing the missions, the system will always transport the host back to the current world.] Alex was once again stunned. He looked at the prompts in front of him as the information sank into his mind. Just as he was trying to comprehend the information, another prompt appeared. [The host's stats are as follows:Name : Alex Race : Human being Age : 20 years old Profession: Assassin Power Level: 2 Skill: Stealth, parkour.] [ The host will receive the first mission in 10 seconds...10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1] ************** ATTENTION!!! Author's Note: Honestly this is my first novel as an author. Kindly support this book by voting as my power stones and Golden tickets to motivate and boost my morale. Also don't forget to collect the book in your library for actually it's purely a fantasy genre with alot of Action, Romance, Adveture and other so many others. Welcome!

My breath hitched, her mismatched eyes meeting mine. Her golden cat eye matched the scarlet reaper’s eyes, her white hair brightening to match the various oranges and reds of my eyes. Bruises covered her skin, a defiant snarl curled on her determined face. Lowering my feet, something was about to happen. All four elements swirled in her broken soul, her immortality capturing my eyes. There was no way another immortal existed, my glass of water spilling the moment I leaned onto the table. Silent tears slid down her cheeks, her inky fingernails extending into claws. My cock stiffened at her five foot seven hourglass figure, my eyes tracing the diamond chain bikini as it draped over her flat stomach. Another desire brewed in me, something telling me to take her now. Whispering something in her ears, low growls rumbled in her throat. Shaking off her hot temper, she stood straight up. “I am Ellasandra and I am excellent at cooking and cleaning. I am the wife of your dreams. Besides, I am a virgin after all.” She chirped with a false smile, her thighs rubbing together. “I have prepared a dance for you. Please enjoy!” Pressing her palms together, a scarlet circle glowed underneath her. Every step of her seductive dance unlocked another gate, the audience none the wiser.

**Slow burn Historical Novel** The Pandoras has only four daughters. Being the royalties in the world of the mafias, the Pandoras are triumph even over the dangerous families in Shanghai and the eldest daughter of the family, Ilyana Zhou was one wild woman who no one dare to test. Until she found Lev who seems to be her perfect obedient pretty dog, a pretty dog who only have eyes on her. But is he really as naive as he posed himself to be? ****** —excerpt— …Her black hair slipped over her pale shoulders. She watched as his green eyes looked at her body and find it adorable how much he was smitten by her even though she hadn’t done much to him. While she sat on the bed, he had sat down on his knees, like the good obedient boy the moment she ordered him to kneel. “Come here, love,” she whispered. Her long fingers curled when she called for Lev to come toward her. Lev who had been told to sit on his knees moved forward without standing. His eyes were glued to her as it was difficult for him to try and pull his attraction away from her. His Adam apple bobbed the moment she ordered him to come nearer and slowly he crawled in front of her. Gathering his courage, he spoke, “My name is Lev.” “I know,” Ilyana whispered out seductively. She traced his neck and grabbed his chin gently. “But you also fit to be called as ‘Love’; and I like calling you that better… Do you not like it?” How could he not like it? Lev had never felt such attraction to a person as he did when his eyes met with Ilyana. He could tell to her eyes he was simply a new dog to be tamed. Perhaps because she found him prettier than the others. Although he dislike always being called pretty, he couldn’t say he hate it now when it had become the reason for Ilyana to take a liking to him. When her hand reached toward his face, Lev rested his face toward her fingers as if he was expecting a praise from her lips, “I like it,” he whispered. Ilyana’s red lips spread to a wicked smile. She cannot handle how adorable Lev is, finding this man in front of her to be so lovely that she would kill every single human on earth if they dared to touch him. Her fingernails gently swiped over his cheekbones and she whispered with much gentleness, “Lev, if you become such a good boy, I promise I will reward you.” “Reward..?” Ilyana moved the thin cardigan that covered her sleeping gown and teasingly stepped on his knee with her bare feet. “Want to know what it is?” As Lev nodded his head, Ilyana pulled him closer by his neck, “Bark well for me then, love.” ******************* Everyone knows not to ever bother the Pandoras, in fear their thorns would reduce them to ashes. But once their mother stated she would retire, the game changed. The enemies who had stood at the sideline see this as a chance to take over their group. Everyone wants to marry the daughter and take the Pandora for themselves. For the wealth, the power, and the authority they posses. But taming Ilyana Zhou, the eldest of the Pandora daughter was quite the difficult task. She was fierce, beautiful as the night sky, and as deadly as her deep red lips. She never hesitate to kill,. She was the pride of Pandora, and also a double edge they always have to be careful with. Upon hearing her mother's retirement, Ilyana was ready to control the family and lead them the way her mother had done. But what if the people around her, those men, prevent her from doing so? What if she met her little devil Lev who she kissed due to his beautiful face? Would she be able to win this fight of the throne or would she fall for Lev who seem to be hiding a shaking truth that could destroy her world?

Riddle was... well lonely to put it mildly. But after an interesting man hunts them down things like loneliness seem far far away. However when opening a new door a closed one always follows. What happens when things and people from the past come back to haunt them. All Riddle wanted was a quiet and peaceful life yet the gods seem hellbent against it. Thank you for taking the time to read this book! I write part time so don't expect updates too often! I apologize for any future errors, I don't write this book directly on the app so sometimes things change when I make the transfer! Also this book is a polyamous book! Don't like it, Don't read.

A girl about 20 to 21 years old is mourning, lamenting saying for whosoever passes through my life for good or bad may heavens repay you back bountifully and abundantly she is grieved, her heart is tightening, her name is Juni. Juni was a beautiful girl but not like those girls in magazines she has a distinctive personality; one who can laugh at anything, including themselves, and one who is especially kind and caring to others. ... She is a woman who can inexplicably make you feel really good just by being around her, and yet brings such great sadness when she is gone. Everything about her is mesmerizing. Her smile and laugh can stop you dead in your tracks, and her eyes seem to light up the world when they smile. Everything about her redefines perfect. She has the ability to make anyone forget how to breathe. She may cause stomach sickness, headaches, inability to think, weakness of joints/bones- making it hard to stand up straight near her. She had a shapely figure she wasn't slim but with perfect body and curve she was wasp-waisted she had glossy skin she had slender eyebrows her eyelashes were velvety She had sea-nymph ears she had a dainty nose she had shiny, halo-white teeth her fingernails were varnished her hair was black tinted with gold at the lower part she had rapture-blue eyes she had pouting lips syrup-sweet lips. She had a joyous personality with a soothing voice. It was a pity she felt betrayed by her loved ones she was in her state of nightmare hearing someone saying don't cross the ocean for people who wouldn't cross a puddle for you. Do you hear me Juni? she swore in her dreams to have a sweet revenge.

“The Demon King of the Underworld, who is powerful in the West, yet recedes!”.He is a legend in a foreign country, but he chose to give up the position of one hand covering the sky!" The western underworld is quickly bombarded by shocking news! Everywhere fear, doubt, countless whispers... He is a person with a special identity, a formidable character, everyone is afraid of. But because he loves her, he is not afraid to hide his identity, becoming an obedient boy, lowly status, accepting marriage as a son-in-law to stay at her house to serve her because he just wants to be by her side. A person who is extremely powerful, the boss of a vast sky, all people in the underworld are afraid, and accept to be humiliated and trampled underfoot. But, he doesn't have to be patient for long, then he will be frank, proud, take the whole world, put it in the hands of the girl he always loves...

"When Chinese New Year happens, that's the only time I get to see him." - AX Althea Xi, an orphan and a freelance article writer in most Shanghai mainland broadcasting and newspaper companies wanted to become a famous top author in China through an international competition that will end before the new year of 2023. She came up with the decision to use the 'The Legend of the Cursed Dragon' as her setting for her work, in which her deceased grandmother always told her when it was nighttime when she was just a kid. But fate turned the tables around when she has been disqualified from the competition as soon as she used the prohibited folklore. She used that opportunity to abandon the story that was etched through her mind for a long time by throwing the bejeweled box that she was forbidden to open to the Yangtze River. Her deceased grandmother had been guarding it since her teenage years, and she knew that the box and the legend had been bringing her a stroke of bad luck all throughout her life. But before she could even leave the river, she accidentally tripped through rocks and fell down on the deep waters. She swam upwards with all her might, but little did she know, she was being transported through the year 1904, where a Chinese New Year celebration was happening on the side of the river. --------------------------- A LITTLE EXCERPT: "I exude a powerful charm I never imagined that would save you." "It was because of the power of love we have on each other." He then claimed her lips in the middle of the rain while the rivers of the Yangtze River were evident. He held onto her waist after a while. And she scraped her fingernails on his hair. They both love each other, they both do. ---------------------------- DISCLAIMER: The characters portrayed in this drama are fictitious. Organizations, names, places, and situations are based on imagination. The story used Chinese New Year as a reference for the Chinese New Year contest, and no distortion of historical resources had been made. Only the parallels of the worlds had been used, and the reality of Chinese mythology had been inked through this novel. The cover's background rights reserved through Pinterest artworks. The text is made through the Canva website by the dear author.

Oliver had always dreamed of becoming an Electrical Engineer. In his world, the sky had been blocked out by smog and the only habitable land was in the far reaches of Canada and Russia. The other animals had long gone extinct and the eating of any type of meat had been outlawed. people panicked once the fossil fuels ran out. Without a source of energy, the people turned on one another. A civil war broke out amongst the surviving population. Some people wanted to return to how life was before technological advancement. Others wanted to implement the battery system. The battery system would rely on the human body as its power source. The people advocating the battery system won and the losers were converted into the energy source. Like this hundreds of years had gone by. The smog that polluted the earth was slowly receding and vegetation was growing back but humankind had decided to sanction off their part of the earth specifically for them. They didn't want to mess with nature again. Electrical engineers were responsible for the production of the capsules that would suck the life force out of the 'Batteries'.

[Behind the scenes + group portrait + gram + no system + no heroine] This book is also known as: "Dark Apocalypse" gods and demons, dragons, apocalypse, the past has become a fairy tale, the mystery of this world has receded, but there are people who have brought those things that have passed back into people's field of vision. And all these clues and spearheads point to a person named Chen Ye. "Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to give up this skin and embrace evolution with us?" Extended Introduction: Sequence 001 - Mimic Sequence 002 - Deep Diver Sequence 003 - Transparent Man

Whilst enjoying the peaceful rainy night she saw a wondrous scene. The dark clouds enveloping the night sky parted and the rain ceased. The parting clouds made way for blinding bright rays of golden light as they announced the appearance of something much grander. The blinding rays of light slowly receded as when one gazed up in the sky appeared a shimmering celestial body which at its center appeared to be the shadow of a crown. Everyone in the world could see its appearance and as soon as they fixed their gazes upon it they felt reverence and worship coming deep within their souls. When gazed towards it they immediately recast them somewhere else as they felt that the longer they looked at it they would suffer divine punishment as if it did not tolerate the slightest hint of profanity. Powerful beings throughout the myriad worlds upon seeing the star immediately rushed towards their ancient records as if what they see was something they weren’t expecting, the disbelief in their eyes quite evident. When the light receded she too was stunned because she too was a powerhouse who stood at the peaks of power and was quite knowledgeable. She stood up with her exquisite hands covering her mouth as she blurted out with a silvery voice, “It can’t be!?” … What was it that they saw? What does it mean? Curious!? Come and adventure with Adam Kingston, he who was born under its glorious first rays. A True Monarch that would rule for eons to pass and come! The Eternal Monarch This is my novel for WSA 22 so if you enjoy the story don't forget to give your SUPPORT!!!

Gods, demons, dragons, and apocalypses, the past has become a fairy tale, and the mysteries of this world have receded, but some people have brought those bygone things back into the public eye. And all the clues and accusations point to a person named Chen Ye. "Ladies and gentlemen, are you willing to forsake this mortal shell and join us in embracing evolution?"