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When Is The Time Skip

The Frozen in Time

In a world where time bends and destiny calls, one man’s survival becomes the key to an ancient mystery. Jack, a modern-day explorer, finds himself inexplicably thrust into the heart of the Ice Age, a land where colossal glaciers carve the earth, primeval beasts roam, and forgotten civilizations cling to existence. Struggling to adapt, Jack embarks on a perilous journey through an unforgiving world, where the elements are as ruthless as the creatures lurking in the shadows. Guided by cryptic visions and whispers of prophecy, Jack seeks the Seer, an enigmatic figure who holds the key to his return. Along the way, he encounters powerful allies—hunters hardened by the frozen wilds, wise elders safeguarding ancient knowledge, and a tribe on the brink of war. But as he uncovers the truth of his arrival, Jack realizes he is not just a lost wanderer—he is part of a grander design, one that stretches beyond time itself. With every step, Jack is pursued by a darkness older than the Ice Age itself, a force that hungers for power and will stop at nothing to seize the artifact he unwittingly carries. The Rift, a celestial anomaly that bridges past and future, is closing, and Jack must make an impossible choice: find his way home or alter the fate of a world that is not his own. Battling brutal landscapes, treacherous enemies, and the weight of an inescapable destiny, Jack must face his greatest test—the Final Stand. As the ice cracks and the heavens shudder, the survival of both past and future rests in his hands. Perfect for fans of epic adventure, time-travel mysteries, and survival thrillers, The Icebound Odyssey delivers a breathtaking tale of resilience, discovery, and the timeless battle between light and darkness. For more book go to this link https://amzn.in/d/13ysAEq
Vishvendu_Pandey · 14.8K Views

When the moon remembers

Have you ever heard of soulmates? Ever believed in true love?What about werewolves... and what they call their mates?You probably have.So call me stupid for not knowing any of it. Maybe I was ignorant, or maybe a part of me just didn’t want to believe. I thought it was all a myth—soulmates, werewolves, true love. Stories meant to fill the silence. That was before it all came crashing down on me like memories I’d buried deep.It started when Mom and I moved to a small, eerie town called Duskwither. I wanted a fresh start. A normal life.What I got instead were dreams.Dreams of a silver-haired boy with dark eyes—eyes that felt like they could see right through me. In those dreams, we were in love. So in love it hurt to wake up. I cried without knowing why. My heart ached like it had been broken in another lifetime.And then... I saw him.He was real.Only in this world, he avoided me like I was a disease. He glared whenever another guy looked at me. But he never spoke. Never touched me. Until he did—and everything changed.That one accidental touch made the dreams bleed into reality. My past started coming back in flashes. Flashes of pain, of love, of something ancient and terrible. And then... the threats began.---His POV:She came back to me.After six centuries of silence, she came back—on her own.But she doesn’t remember.I do. I remember everything. Every promise whispered under moonlight. Every kiss. Every betrayal. Every time I failed her. When they killed her to hurt me.Her forgetting? That’s my punishment.Because if she remembers, she dies.They’re already hunting her. The same ones who killed her before. This time, I won't lose her. Even if it means hiding the truth. Even if it means keeping her by my side—forever.
Sliver_Todd_0747 · 6.3K Views

When The Heart Remembers

What if two people entered your life... One makes your heart race, as if your souls have known each other for a thousand years. The other walks silently by your side, shielding you from the storm, never saying much, but never once leaving. …Then who is the one that truly loves you? In hazy dreams beneath the moonlight and rustling bamboo, Bach Lan sees herself running through a sea of fire and hears someone call her by a name long forgotten by time: “Little Bach.” A voice so familiar, gentle, and distant, as if from a past life. Yet when she wakes, that gaze, that feeling, still makes her heart tremble. In the present, she is just an ordinary girl starting a new job, living a quiet life in the city. But since the day she met those two men, her inner world began to crack. One is warm and gentle. The other, distant and cold, but silently protective. Memories she never lived. Emotions she never named. And truths long buried in the spiral of reincarnation... Love, resentment, and fate are they born from the heart’s will, or simply the wheel of destiny turning once more? A story woven between reality and dreams. A love that transcends time itself, just to discover: Who is the one that truly awakens your heart? Copyright Notice: The work “When the Heart Remembers” (Nhất Dạ Chiêu Tâm) is the original creation of me – Zieny. This story was originally written in Vietnamese. This English version was translated with the help of AI and carefully reviewed by the author. All translations, including the English version, have been made by me or under my direct permission, with the intention of reaching a wider international audience. Please do not copy, repost, or use any part of this work in any form without my written consent. If you enjoy light-hearted, humorous romance with a handsome professor and an irresistibly cute student, feel free to check out my other story: “My Professor, My Husband.” I’d be so happy to have you join me on both journeys! ❤️
Zieny189 · 6.6K Views

When the Villainess Returns

All Bella ever desired was love, but her eyes only saw bone-chilling coldness until the day she was dragged into the depths of hell. Why? Because she wasn't the heroine of that so-called 'fairy tale'. Her fate was even crueler than she could imagine, described in a few lines written in an old book. A book that was written by some higher beings for their own entertainment, but they tossed it aside after just one cycle, not caring about the crumbling world within. After repeatedly reading the lines that depicted her death, Bella finally realized her bitter reality. Perhaps, if she went back death was the only ending... but instead of sorrow, a crazy glint shone in her emotionless eyes. After all, she had already died many times in the hellish place she entered a long, long time ago. "It's not a big deal to die once more, right?" In the midst of the pitch-black darkness seeping through the cracks in the sky, a beautiful silhouette swimming in a pool of water looked at her with knitted brows, showing dissatisfaction at her comment. He extended his hand and pinched her nose with a sigh. "Why do you always think of the worst?" A faint blush appeared on his cheeks when her previously emotionless eyes turned into crescents, peering at him playfully. "You-!" Alas, before he could finish his sentence, a warm hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him out of the water into a tight embrace. A deep exhale brushed against his pale skin as Bella nuzzled her nose against the crook of his neck with a satisfied expression. "If you give me a kiss, I won't say it anymore." A giggle escaped her lips when the man in her arms froze, his exposed neck turning a brilliant shade of crimson. 'How cute.' ------------- ------------- This story revolves around lots of characters as they discover their cruel reality. There are many supernatural beings and magical realms. The MC character will have a little twisted personality... Ahem, I mean she starts off as a villainess and remains one. *Whistles... Anyway, thanks to the MC's interference, the old abandoned story will regain popularity among the higher existences, kekeke. Together with the ML, Bella will search for a new path that leads them to find their beautiful reality. As for the other characters... Well, it's up to them to crawl their way out-! Thank you. ------------- ------------- Alternative Title: Love Through the Depths of Hell Tags; #transmigration #regression #villainess #Iskei #merman #King/Queen world #Hell's journey #Hell's Queen #Not so lovely demons #Cute ml #handsome ml #Innocent ml (hehe, fl will taint him anyway) #Non-Human ml # #superpowers #Cruel fl #playful fl #magic #OP fl #Crazy fl #Dragon's descendent #romance #revenge #bored fl #The hell's spire #Death zone #The Authorities #System #Strength #Adventure... etc. ------------- ------------- (Even though the chances of me getting popular in this genre are very thin. Still, no one can stop me from daydreaming, hehe.) ------------- ------------- Note: The cover is not mine as I am too poor. All credits go to the owner. If he/she wants me to remove it, just ring me up in the comment section.
Sky001 · 15.7K Views

When life is lemonade

The sun dipped below the emerald canopy of Eryndor's endless forests, casting long shadows that stretched like grasping fingers over the ground. In the small village of Verdant Hollow, nestled at the edge of the towering Whispering Abyss, a young boy sat cross-legged beside a Mana Spring. The spring bubbled gently, its waters glowing faintly in the fading light. Yǒnghéng stared at the reflection of his own face, distorted by the rippling surface. His hands trembled as he held the talisman—a simple yet intricate carving of an ancient beast. It had belonged to his grandfather, a revered beast tamer who had commanded the respect of the entire Verdant Concord. Yǒnghéng's grandfather had said the talisman would guide him to his awakening. But years had passed, and it had guided him to nothing but frustration. The faint hum of life in the forest seemed to mock him. A bird's song, the rustle of leaves in the wind, the rhythmic croak of frogs—they all belonged here. But he, the boy with no Soul Construct, did not. "You're wasting your time, Yǒnghéng." The voice came from behind him, sharp and dismissive. Yǒnghéng didn't need to turn to know it was his elder brother, Yǔzhi. Yǔzhi stepped into view, his tall frame casting a shadow over Yǒnghéng. Beside him walked his Soul Construct—a massive, spectral wolf with glowing green eyes and a mane of ethereal light. The wolf padded silently, its presence exuding both grace and power. Yǒnghéng glanced at it briefly, then returned his gaze to the spring. "I'll awaken. I just need more time." Yǔzhi crossed his arms, his expression a mixture of pity and impatience. "You're fifteen. By now, even the weakest in the village have awakened something. You're clinging to a false hope." The words struck like a blow, but Yǒnghéng didn't flinch. "The forest hasn't rejected me yet." "Maybe it should." Yǔzhi sighed. "The Concord only values strength. If you can't awaken, you'll bring shame to our family. You should think about leaving." Yǒnghéng clenched his fists. "I won't give up." Yǔzhi's wolf growled softly, but Yǔzhi raised a hand to silence it. He stared at his younger brother for a long moment before shaking his head. "Suit yourself. Just don't expect anyone to wait for you." With that, he turned and walked away, the spectral wolf fading into motes of green light as it returned to his soul. Long after the village lights had dimmed, Yǒnghéng stood at the edge of the Whispering Abyss. A chill wind swept up from the chasm, carrying faint, haunting echoes. The Abyss was a place of legend and fear, where countless adventurers had entered but few had returned. Yǒnghéng tightened his grip on the talisman. If the forest wouldn't help him, perhaps the Abyss would. Taking a deep breath, he descended into the darkness. The air grew colder as Yǒnghéng climbed down jagged stone steps carved into the chasm wall. The faint light of the surface faded, replaced by the luminous glow of fungi clinging to the rocks. Shadows danced on the uneven walls, and every sound seemed amplified—the crunch of his footsteps, the drip of water, the distant growl of unseen creatures. Hours passed as he ventured deeper. The talisman in his hand grew warm, a sign that he was nearing something. He pressed on, ignoring the fatigue in his legs and the growing sense of unease. Suddenly, the narrow path opened into a vast cavern. Stalagmites and stalactites loomed like jagged teeth, and at the center of the chamber stood a crystalline formation that pulsed with an eerie light. Embedded within it was a shard of brilliant energy—a relic unlike anything Yǒnghéng had ever seen. The talisman in his hand glowed in response, vibrating faintly. As Yǒnghéng approached the relic, the air grew heavy with mana. His heart raced, but he couldn't stop now. He reached out, his fingers brushing the shard. Pain. A searing agony shot through his body, as if his very soul were being torn apart. Yǒnghéng fell to his knees, clutching his chest
LeaveMeBe · 16.4K Views
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