Motley Flail

Ander, a fourth-tier skeleton mage, is obsessed with a powerful artifact that could change everything—but he's not even close to strong enough to claim it. With a motley crew of chaotic undead servants, Ander must hunt, dominate, and manipulate the realm's most fearsome creatures to build an unstoppable force. As he scrambles to gain strength, battle through deadly rivals, and prepare for a magical tournament that could catapult him into power, Ander faces one question: Can a skeleton like him really claim the artifact, or will the world crush him underfoot?

In a world ravaged by civil war, humanity teetered on the brink of collapse. The conflict was fueled by the fact that humans possessed extraordinary abilities, which they wielded against one another in a desperate bid for dominance. As the chaos escalated, the Hoshino family, driven by a desire to restore peace and balance to the world, took drastic measures. They created a virus, one that, when inhaled, would suppress the special powers that had become the root of the conflict. The virus, a potent tool in the quest for tranquility, was disseminated globally, its effects felt by all who breathed it in. To ensure that humanity remained in check, the Hoshino family periodically released the virus, maintaining a delicate equilibrium. However, there was a caveat: the Hoshino family themselves were immune to the virus's effects, possessing a unique resistance that set them apart from the rest of humanity. This immunity granted the Hoshino family unparalleled power and control, allowing them to shape the world according to their vision. As the sole guardians of the virus, they held the fate of humanity in their hands, dictating the course of history and maintaining the fragile peace that had been forged. Generations passed, and the Oshino family's grip on the world only tightened. They ruled with an iron fist, crushing any opposition and maintaining control through brutal force. But their power went beyond mere physical dominance - they had also developed the ability to manipulate the minds of people, erasing memories and altering perceptions to suit their own agenda. The world was a dystopian nightmare, with the Hoshino family pulling the strings from behind the scenes. But amidst the darkness, a glimmer of hope emerged. A young man named Kaito, along with his loyal companion, a dog from the slums, rose up to challenge the Hoshino family's stranglehold on the world. They were joined by a motley crew of individuals from the slums, each with their own unique skills and strengths. Together, they formed a ragtag resistance, determined to fight against the Hoshino family's tyranny and reclaim the world for its rightful owners. As Kaito and his companions delved deeper into the heart of the Hoshino family's stronghold, they began to uncover the dark secrets behind the virus and the family's mind control techniques. They discovered that the virus was not just a simple suppressant, but a complex tool that altered the very fabric of human consciousness. They learned that the Hoshino family had been using the virus to erase memories of humanity's past, to make people forget that they had once possessed extraordinary abilities. The more they learned, the more they realized that their fight was not just against the Hoshino family, but against a system that had been designed to keep humanity in chains. They saw that the world was a prison, with the Hoshino family as the wardens, and that the only way to escape was to confront the truth and shatter the illusions that had been cast over the world. With this knowledge, Kaito and his companions steeled themselves for the ultimate battle. They would fight to free humanity from the Hoshino family's grasp, to restore the memories of the past, and to reclaim the powers that had been lost. The war for the future had begun, and the fate of humanity hung in the balance. Would Kaito and his companions be able to overcome the Hoshino family's formidable power, or would the world remain forever trapped in a cycle of oppression and control? Only time would tell.

Kail, a 23-year-old customer support agent, found himself in an unexpected predicament – he was somehow transported into the world of his beloved RPG game, "Stopping Ragnarok." To his astonishment, he wasn't alone in this bizarre adventure. Eight other players, supposedly the chosen ones destined to rescue the world within the game, joined him on this quest. Their mission? To thwart the sinister forces threatening to eradicate humanity in Terra Mercuria. It all sounded quite epic, at least in theory. However, as they delved into their adventure, reality quickly dispelled any grandiose expectations. The warrior turned out to be rather, well, twinkish, not exactly the imposing figure Kail had imagined. The mage had an odd fascination with dark magic, which was more intriguing than practical. The healer, a girl, had an unexpected twist – she possessed an anatomical surprise that defied convention. The Rogue, meant to be stealthy and ruthless, was far too polite and kind-hearted to fit the bill. The Ranger, whose title suggested environmental awareness, displayed a conspicuous disregard for nature's well-being. The Paladin, expected to be virtuous and noble, seemed more interested in flirting than righteousness. The Necromancer, a master of the undead, harbored a comical fear of his own creations. And then there was the Hero, the one designated to lead this motley crew. To Kail's surprise, the Hero vehemently rejected his role and instead clung to Kail, the Bard, as if he were a lifeline in this absurd world. So, while their mission to save Terra Mercuria remained a noble pursuit in theory, the reality of their adventure was shaping up to be quite the comedic spectacle.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

On the day I was born, my village was struck by a series of bizarre events. First, Old Wang's white-haired dog, which had been with him for eight years, donned a black robe and stood upright, wandering the streets before stopping at my house to bow. Meanwhile, a horde of unusually large rats with blood-red eyes scurried through the streets, gathering at my doorstep and refusing to leave. This unusual sight enraged the village cats, sparking a fierce battle. Contrary to their usual behavior, the rats fearlessly clashed with the cats, leading to a gruesome scene with casualties on both sides. The villagers watched in stunned silence, while the elderly commented that such unnatural occurrences were omens of chaos as per ancient beliefs. That night, the strange occurrences continued with eerie opera singing emanating from an open space near my home. Curious onlookers ventured out only to discover the performers were figures made of paper, and the audience was a motley crew of supernatural beings surrounding a coffin. Inside the coffin, an old woman watched the spectacle with great interest. This sight terrified the villagers, who fled back to their homes, praying fervently for divine intervention from every deity they knew. The entire village, including my family, spent a sleepless night in fear. The following day, the creatures had vanished, leaving behind a mess that confirmed the night's events were not a dream. In rural areas, such supernatural incidents were often taken seriously, causing widespread alarm and speculation about a curse on my family. My grandfather, dressed in tattered clothes, rushed from the mountains and without explanation, began to beat my father and uncles severely, afterwards holding me and weeping bitterly. He ominously remarked that I was born a "bearer of sins, despised by both humans and ghosts," hinting at a mysterious affliction tied to my existence. That night, I developed a high fever and struggled between life and death, with my grandfather and uncles fighting off a malevolent spirit attempting to drain my life force. They fell ill from the ordeal, taking a month to recover. Years later, I learned of my grandfather's reasons for naming me Zhang Jiu Zui, meaning "Nine Sins," reflecting the burdens I carried from birth. Despite my introverted nature, inherited from my father's quiet demeanor, my grandfather took pride in my disinterest in worldly affairs, often taking me to his well-kept but humble abode filled with books on exorcism, folklore, and esoteric knowledge. I spent years immersed in these tales of demons and diviners, shaping my understanding of the world until academic pressures from high school forced me to visit less. My high school years ended in disappointment when illness ruined my chances at university exams, an event my grandfather oddly celebrated as fortunate. After deciding to retake the exams, my life took an unexpected turn when several luxury cars arrived at our village, heading straight for my grandfather's humble home. The well-dressed occupants from the cars approached with formal documents, knocking on his door with a sense of urgency and respect.

Viktor Storm, a man shrouded in enigma, leads a clandestine government team dubbed "The Miscreants" – a motley crew of convicted offenders with extraordinary abilities. Sentenced to serve under Storm, each member has entered a binding agreement with the government, their freedom tethered to their cooperation. This isn't your typical superhero team. The Miscreants are deployed on missions that push the boundaries of morality, often tasked with eliminating supernatural threats that endanger humanity. They face creatures of myth and legend – vengeful spirits, shape-shifting demons, and ancient gods – all while navigating the complexities of their own pasts and the ever-present threat of their agreements turning against them. As they delve deeper into the supernatural world, the team begins to question the true nature of their mission and the motives of the enigmatic Viktor Storm. Are they truly defenders of humanity, or pawns in a dangerous game? As the lines between right and wrong blur, the Miscreants must decide where their loyalties lie – to their leader, to their country, or to themselves.

In the breathtaking world of Aethralis, where the skies are as vast as the oceans and ancient artifacts known as Sky Relics bestow unimaginable powers, adventure calls to those bold enough to chase it. Divided into three realms—the Seas Below, the Skies Above, and the enigmatic Floating Isles—Aethralis holds mysteries that have tempted explorers for centuries. Among these legends is the Crest of Aeons, a fabled Sky Relic capable of bending time itself. Kael Altross, a daring and eccentric aviator, dreams of uncovering the truth behind the Crest of Aeons and solving the mystery of his father's disappearance. Armed with his late father's journal and his own Sky Relic, the Tempest Gauntlet, Kael embarks on a journey aboard the Aurora Flame, a hybrid sea-and-sky vessel. But his quest is fraught with peril as he faces the Eternal Strata, a shadowy faction hoarding the world’s resources and Sky Relics to maintain their iron grip on Aethralis. Determined to chart the uncharted, Kael assembles a motley crew of Skyfaring Explorers: Lyra, a sharp-witted navigator haunted by a dark past with the Strata; Rago, a loyal warrior seeking justice for his lost family; Fynn, a quirky engineer whose inventions push the boundaries of imagination; and Eira, a serene healer with a profound connection to the Relics. Together, they defy the odds, challenging the Eternal Strata and navigating through uncharted skies, perilous seas, and mystical floating islands. As Kael and his crew delve deeper into the secrets of the Sky Relics, they uncover ancient ruins, confront dangerous enemies, and forge bonds that transform them into a family. Their journey takes them through time-bending islands, storm-ridden abysses, and an epic confrontation with the Strata's ruthless leader, Lord Zephyran, who has his own ambitions for the Crest of Aeons. "Skyfall Saga" is an epic tale of adventure, friendship, and freedom—a story of chasing dreams, defying tyranny, and uncovering the boundless potential of a world suspended between the seas and skies. Kael and his crew will discover that true power lies not in relics or artifacts, but in the courage to break the boundaries of the known and embrace the infinite possibilities of the unknown.

Orphaned Alex, a young man with a past shrouded in complete mystery – not even a whisper of family memory – stumbles upon truth as shocking as it is burdensome: he's the last scion of Eldoria, heir to a throne steeped in a truly ghastly curse. Imagine, if you will, the weight of that revelation – a kingdom in ruins echoing in his mind's eye, a legacy of darkness clinging to him like a second skin. He’s not just any prince; he’s the last hope, a flickering candle in a storm. Lord Marcellus, a viper in human clothing, currently holds the reins of power in Eldoria. Ruthless and ambitious, he'll stop at nothing to keep Alex from claiming his birthright, pursuing him with the relentless fervor of a bloodhound on a scent. Alex's escape becomes a desperate flight across treacherous landscapes, a perilous odyssey alongside a motley crew of companions, each with their skeletons rattling in their closets – their own carefully guarded secrets. Guiding him, a spectral whisper in the wind, is the spirit of his mother, Queen Elara. She's a constant, ethereal presence, offering cryptic guidance through the maelstrom. And then there's Raven, an enigmatic thief whose skills prove invaluable, a shadowy figure who adds an intriguing layer of complexity to the already tangled narrative. Their unlikely alliance is forged in the crucible of shared danger, a testament to the strange bonds that can bloom in the face of adversity. But the path to reclaiming his throne isn't merely a physical journey; it's a descent into a family history as dark and twisted as any gothic novel. To break the curse that has blighted his lineage for generations, Alex must confront the vengeful specter of a sorcerer betrayed, a malevolent entity whose rage echoes through the ages. Unraveling the truth about his ancestors, peeling back layer after layer of deceit and treachery, will be a harrowing experience, testing his very soul. The journey is fraught with peril; loyalty is tested, betrayals sting like scorpion bites, and sacrifices must be made. Will Alex succumb to the throne's insidious power, becoming another pawn in the cycle of vengeance? Or can he transcend the darkness, forge his path, and finally break free from the suffocating grip of his family's cursed legacy? "Legacy of the Lost Throne" isn't just a fantasy adventure; it’s a poignant exploration of identity, redemption, and the enduring struggle to escape the long shadow of the past. It's a story that will stay with you long after you turn the final page, a tale as captivating as it is unsettling.

"They say life gives second chances, but mine feels more like a punishment in a shinier wrapper" Hi, I’m Ansh. I died in my old life—tragic, I know. Picture this: a cursed town, my so-called best friend leaving me in the back, and me just lying there thinking, Wow, this sucks. But hey, at least reincarnation is supposed to be cool, right? Wrong. I wake up in some random novel I’ve never read, thinking, Maybe this is my big break! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. The first thing I feel in my new life is a slap across my face, followed by my girlfriend storming out the door. Why? Well she saw me kissing with another damn girl. Apparently, I’ve transmigrated into the body of a guy so hated, even stray dogs cross the street to avoid him. Here’s the rundown: my family disowned me for a crime that would feel unbeleivable once you learn about it. I swear I didn’t commit it. my landlord’s pounding on the door for rent I can’t pay, as the girl whom I had made my girlfriend to pay my living dumped me... and I’m 15 years old in a world where everyone has acquired their diseases or Syndromes or whatever they call it at 8. I’m so behind the curve it’s embarrassing. Oh, and did I mention I have no clue how this world works? No manual, no cheat sheet, just vibes and existential dread. But wait, there’s more! My past life won’t stop haunting me. Why did my best friend betray me? Was it my fault? Did I deserve it? I don’t know, and the goddess who dumped me into this mess saying that I am going to reincarnate in a stone age world becoming their God isn't even anymore in vicinity. Apparently, I have to earn my answers, which feels a lot like being told to “try harder” while drowning. Now I’m broke, anxious, and flailing through a world that seems designed to humiliate me. My only plan is to survive long enough to figure out why I’m here and maybe—just maybe—get some closure about my last life. Well...leaving that i am going to tuke this world.How?I will somehow figure it out. Just don’t expect me to figure it out anytime soon.

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…

Koy Kavel’s life takes a wild turn when a truck accident leaves him reincarnated as a Level One goblin in a perilous fantasy world. With only his wits and a mysterious system to guide him, he embarks on a journey from weakness to unimaginable power. “System activated. Welcome, Player Koy. Your path to greatness begins now.” Determined to prove that he can rule this world, Koy quickly gathers a motley crew of misfits, including the fierce warrior Miri and the cunning rogue Garok. Together, they face off against vicious raiders, forge alliances with skeptical humans, and discover hidden strengths they never knew they had. “We’re goblins, not monsters!” Koy declares, rallying his friends after a hard-fought battle. “If we work together, we can change how they see us!” As Koy levels up and unlocks powerful abilities, dark forces conspire to thwart his ambitions. Can he navigate treachery, build a powerful alliance, and break into the human world while uncovering the secrets of his past? “Your actions will determine your fate, Koy. Choose wisely.” Join Koy on his hilarious and dangerous quest to prove that even a Level One goblin can rise to rule the world!

Daemon, a formidable warrior and adventurer, is forced to start a party to take a Job he has wanted to work for months. For ten years since his start of adventuring, he has always worked solo. But considering the reward of the job was great and he needed to finish it for a personal reason, he set aside his pride and decides to recruit a motley crew. During their adventure, they accidentally stumble into a massive conflict that involve the dark side of their land. (This story will be on RoyalRoad.com as well. 5-7-24 submited)

In the wake of a cataclysmic event that reshaped the world, humanity was reborn amidst ruins and chaos. Among the remnants of civilization emerged a new era where the onset of puberty marked the awakening of extraordinary powers and abilities in individuals. In this post-apocalyptic landscape, where survival hung by a fragile thread, a teenager named Ryland Vorheus struggled to find his place. At the age of sixteen, Ryland toiled away in the depths of a desolate mine shaft, his life defined by the monotonous rhythm of labor. Yet, unlike his peers who had already discovered their unique abilities, Ryland remained in the shadows of uncertainty, his latent power eluding him. One fateful day, while venturing deeper into the labyrinthine tunnels of the mine, Ryland stumbled upon a colony of vampiric bats lurking within the darkness. In the harrowing encounter that ensued, he unwittingly triggered a dormant ability within himself—a power to summon and forge contracts with creatures dwelling in the shadows. Amidst the chaos, Ryland found himself standing at the precipice of a newfound destiny. With each creature he encountered and bound to his will, he unearthed the potential to shape his own fate and defy the odds stacked against him. As rumors of his newfound abilities spread, Ryland became a beacon of hope amidst the despair that gripped the post-apocalyptic world. Yet, with newfound power came unforeseen challenges and adversaries lurking in the shadows, eager to exploit his abilities for their own sinister purposes. Guided by an insatiable thirst for knowledge and a desire to unravel the mysteries of his own existence, Ryland embarked on a perilous journey across the ravaged landscape, forging alliances and confronting ancient evils that threatened to plunge the world into darkness once more. Along the way, he encountered a motley crew of companions—each with their own secrets and burdens to bear. Together, they navigated treacherous terrain and faced insurmountable odds, drawing strength from their shared resolve to defy fate and carve a path towards redemption. As Ryland delved deeper into the heart of darkness, he soon realized that the true measure of his strength lay not in the power he wielded, but in the bonds forged amidst adversity and the courage to confront the shadows that lurked within. In a world teetering on the brink of annihilation, Ryland's journey would become a testament to the indomitable spirit of humanity—a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching shadows, where alliances were forged, sacrifices made, and destinies rewritten in the sands of time.

With the entire solar system facing grave danger when a black hole causes mass destruction, the head of a worldwide clandestine security organization desperately mounts an expedition into the Converse; one out of infinite alternate universes in a nexus. As the doomsday clock ticks, the world must rely on a motley crew of the worst of the worst if the solar system is to be saved.

Travelling through time and space, a resourceful scientist decided to make use of his prototype time-travelling watch to help the old legends of Yore. During his travels, not only he will try to change and weave in timelines to save the legendary heroes that work alongside his kind but he will also guide them to work together hand-in-hand to create alliances among their clans. With blood, sweat and tears together with his motley crew of so-called monsters, he will then change the Great War, a catastrophic event that cost millions of human and monster life dearly years before he was born. Sick and tired of hatred for another species similar to them yet having small altercations to the body, he will raise his fist and change time himself.

When Motley died after getting killed by a mysterious shapeshifting monster known as a Deadman, she have been offered a second chance in life in the form of getting resurrected by Death, the Grim Reaper itself. Instead of granted the pleasure of being alive, she have to suffer the fate of becoming a Deadman herself with the ability to fuse herself with her beloved motorcycle, becoming a powerful hybrid. In order to cure her state from becoming an evolved Deadman, she allied herself with a silent and deadly Deadman in her class, Iruka, who can bend water to her will. Together, they will face the tribulations of becoming heroes while also combating their growing power of becoming uncontrolable monsters themselves.

The bloodied and battered body fell to the ground with an ominous thud. Leona breath stuck in her throat as her slid further in the dark. He didn’t see her. She hoped the murderer didn’t see or hear her. “Tsk.” She heard the Demon Prince, Ryan click his tongue as his sword dripped the victim’s blood tainting the Phoenix Palace pristine floor. He was humming a foreign tune offhandedly. Her blood ran cold as he bent and grabbed the dead Marquis by his hair and threw him aside out of entryway. The deceased had committed a list of heinous crimes but not even the Imperial Army dared touch him. She was inside the closet and buried herself further in, getting away from the ajar door that displayed horrors. “Won’t you come out?” His casual indifferent comment after a bored sigh halted her. She cupped her mouth not to utter a single word as tears streamed down her face. She prayed he would leave without discovering her. But her brightest stars were hidden behind a cloudy sky today because she heard next the footsteps tearing the silence of the night. Her heart thumped together to join the rhythm as his humming went on. The wardrobe door opened with a dreadful creak and her breathing turned uneven. He smirked with wide amused eyes. “Is that a snoopy rat I see?” Leona shook her head as her body shook, “I-I didn’t see anything!” “Of course, you didn’t.” He whispered through his dimpled smile. He held her flailing wrist and pulled her out of the closet with a single pull that made her lose balance and fall on his chest. As she landed, she squirmed to get out of his arms but he pushed her on the now shut closet. “Please! Don’t kill me, please!” He tipped her head up with his index finger under her chin and hummed, “Duke’s Croft only daughter, motherless, prominent socialite, heir of the Penta mines.” He was listing off her life assets? “Please…” He scoffed as his bloodied gloved hand cupped her face, “Don’t be ridiculous, sweetheart. Why would I do that?” He kissed her sweaty temple “You are going to be a perfect lover.” . Leona Croft isn’t your normal girl; she was assassinated at the age of 21, a day before her wedding with the Second Prince, Sean. But God had mercy on her and she is reborn four years earlier. It took her dying to realize she regretted too many things, to list a few, her loveless engagement, her miserable status as her step-mother’s puppet in the family and whatever dragged her under her killer’s blade. This time she wants to do it right: find love, covet wealth and live a life of privileges. But wait! Why is the ruthless crazy Crown Prince forcing her in a corner to be his wife and accomplice in his life of crime after, just because she witnessed him committing a murder of the corrupt Marquis?! Is her life going to spiral out of control once more?! Or does the Crown Prince want more than her wicked brains?

"MAMA..." Flailing arms of a small boy slapped the cheeks of a middle aged beautiful woman who laid on the bed. The supple palms of her boy felt the coldness that circulated throughout her body. Tears kept slipping down out of the small eyes of the boy. The boy who had just lost his mother. He wanted to call her out again. He wanted to hug and cling onto her warm chest once again. But he knew what had just occurred. He knew the consequences. He wiped away the tears stood up in front of his mother. But as if suddenly all the strength that his legs carried left him his legs went limp and he fell down right on his mother's cold corpse. He woke up a moment later. But something had changed now. Black pupil-less abysmal eyes stared down at the corpse of his mother and through the lips of the child a hoarse and raspy voice spoke. Chaos !!! ______________________________ Avion's mother suddenly passed away. That was the trigger. The spark that went on to create the greatest fire that the history had ever known. Grab onto Avion's hands and follow him into the strange world that he has been thrusted into. Can an innocent soul ever survive the harsh reality of this world we live in? Can Avion fight off the evils that his mother had tried to keep away from all her life? Or will another innocent be squashed under the heavy foothold of society and its senseless hierarchy? ________________________________ The pace of the novel may feel a bit slow to some. But I will give you the worth of your time. So please bear with me. _________________________________ Join me on discord : https://discord.gg/J88JjbWkCp Talk to me personally on IG: _pallab13 The backdrop of the cover is not mine. The rightful owner can comment below to have it removed.

Can true love exist in a different time and place? When aspiring botanist, Hanna, inherits her grandmother's house in rural Korea, she sees it as the perfect hiding place from her flailing academic career. But when she hits her head while restoring her grandmother's garden, she awakens to find herself in Goryeo-era Korea--and the childhood friend of the kind and handsome Prince Chi. Now Hanna must try to return to her own time, while helping Chi as he prepares to inherit the Goryeo throne. But as time passes, Hanna finds herself becoming closer to Chi, and she must decide: should she return to her own time and carry out her dream of becoming a botanist, or should she stay with Chi, and risk the challenges, dangers, and heartbreak of life in the palace? ***Note: This story takes a creative license to history. While many of the historical details are correct, I wanted to take a lighter, character-driven approach. The language has been modernized significantly, and while some words are in Romanised Korean, most of the language is English (which we can assume is Korean through the characters' dialogue) Please enjoy!*****

*Smack* Di- Woah, holy mother of creations "Yes?" the beautiful human asked. Anger rising once more, I almost screeched maniacally, "almost," "You just ran and shoved your smelly, ugly body into me, whomever you are." Looking flabbergasted, the boy raised his arms smelling it almost naturally, looked back at me with an angry scowl and growled out, getting in my face, a "no" and had the audacity to use my own words against me, saying, "you just ran and shoved your smelly little ugly body into me, whomever you are" Face getting red with shame almost believing his words, I ground out a "no! I'm not smelly or ugly like you, and you ran into me, so you say sorry to me right this second." Not even looking at me he goes, "yea sure whatever" brushing past me, his shoulders bumped into mine nearly sending me into the wall, which in the end supported my flailing arms as I held on for dear life before I went banging my head into it. Want to meet these two and know their story? Add to library to keep on reading! Voting and commenting would be much appreciated :) I'll be replying to messages, if you have any on my IG: neaha-s Join my discord if you'd like here-https://discord.gg/VybCC7kxUk

WPC #234 - Survival Game, Gold Winner. Check out my newest book: Xianxia Online ***** When the Game calls, will you answer? Money, fame, power, love. Anything can be obtained by the victor. However, to get to the summit, one must be ready to risk their lives, surviving through powerful zombies and mutated nature alike. They must be prepared to kill without a second thought, use any tools they had at their disposal. They must be ready to sacrifice all humanity and abandon all morals. But Jace Silverdale, codename "Cyanide", didn't need to do that. Why? Because he had already done so, long before the game even began. He, was a professional assassin. And when said assassin is suddenly offered a chance to obtain what he always wanted through a survival game where killing is the only path to take, Jace felt right at home—though his wishes may differ from everyone else's. "Money? Fame? Power? No, no, no. I came here for one reason and one reason only—to break the game." Merciless and resourceful, watch as the former number one underground assassin dives into the apocalyptic world of Endzone and survives to become champion! ***** Excerpt: On the receiving end of the throw, Ragnar caught the knife like a champ, and immediately stabbed down on the flower’s tentacle. The massive plant screeched in pain, letting go of him, and Ragnar began falling from the air. “Woah-!” He was well on his way to falling into the monster’s mouth with no hope of making it out, but luckily, Cyanide was present. Immediately dashing into the air with his insane agility and speed, the assassin… … landed a painful kick in Ragnar’s stomach, and sent him flying into a wall. “Oof!” Ragnar grunted as he hit the ground, clutching his abdomen in pain. “Ugh… goddammit, Cyanide! Was that really the only option you had?!” “Yes,” Cyanide replied calmly as he evaded the flailing flower’s various tentacles with ease, and did a backflip. “What else did you want me to do? Princess carry you out of danger?” “Tch… whatever,” Ragnar snorted, looking around. “But that aside… where’s my goddamn sword?” Cyanide landed beside him, dusted his clothes off, and pointed at the still-wildly-thrasing flower. “He ate it.” “…” “…” “Oh, NOW I’m PISSED,” Ragnar muttered through grit teeth, cracking his knuckles and glaring at the massive flower. “GIVE ME MY FUCKING SWORD BACK, YOU BOTANICAL BASTARD!” Saying that, he charged at the enormous Venus Flytrap-esque plant, fists bare and head fuming. Cyanide gave a sigh in exhaustion, closed his eyes briefly, then followed after him to take the flower down once and for all. ***** You've read about zombie apocalypses and machine apocalypses... but what about both, blended into one? I ensure you, this is not the usual apocalypse survival story you are used to. This will be a fresh experience, something new to dig into. With that said, enjoy the book and please vote with your power stones! ^_^ P.S. This is purely a work of fiction. Please don't bring real geographical facts into this novel, as I am well aware some things may not make sense. This is a web novel, not a geography textbook. (P.P.S. Yes, the beginning is like Squid Game. If you read past 5 chapters though, you'll see it's anything but similar.) ***** Background image credits are not mine. ***** Update Rate: 1 chapter every other day Discord: https://discord.gg/g326rUc5Jv ***** My other novels: The Legendary Ghost Hunter/The Mage of Primordial Chaos/Ascension: Online P.S. The cover art is not mine, and I am not sure who the artist is. If the original artist wants me to take it down, just message me on Discord at Cyclxne#3415.

This ending continues the adventures of Monkey D. Luffy, a young boy whose body acquires the properties of rubber after accidentally eating a Devil Fruit, and his motley crew of pirates, the Straw Hat Pirates. Luffy explores the ocean in search of the greatest treasure known as "One Piece" to become the second Pirate King.

an apocalypse that is like no other, fear, nightmares and planetary wide catastrophe. a motley crew on a passenger cruiser comes across the now in ruins planet and footage from a survivor, join them as they watch the footage and some tidbits they would never know about.

Truck kun, a leading field agent in the Isekai Placement Department, gets assigned a fluffy little paw-tner to help out on a tricky assignment. A never before seen phenomenon and an unexpected encounter leaves him spinning his wheels. Join as he and a motley crew go on a dumb adventure!

A young man’s story of exorcising the demons of his past and the monsters of the future with the help of a motley crew of troublemakers, together making up the dregs of the secret society known as Fizick.

Draphen is a cold place. It has no consciousness; thus, it has no feelings. Kingdoms fall and rise. The world does not care. Populations are killed, subjugated and enslaved; it does not care. The only ones who care about the world are the people in it. The only ones who care about those people are the others around them. Then, what happens when those people disappear? When they’re thrust into a world that does not care, with people who do not care? They struggle, desperately. They do things they thought they would not do – could not do – before. They either stay still, hoping the night continues on forever, or they flail around, desperate for another sunrise to crest over the horizon. Those who are born into such a situation are fortunate in a strange fashion. They do not know of a better life. Those who know of a better place? Those who know who took it all away from them? They harbor resentment. They want revenge. Theo belonged to the latter. -------------------- Discord server: https://discord.gg/G8uWvbGpA4

In the land of Aetheria, magic flows like rivers, and the fate of realms is woven by the hands of those who wield its power. The Crystal of Aetheria, a source of immense magical energy, has been stolen. Its theft threatens to unravel the very fabric of reality, plunging the world into chaos. A young mage, Elara, discovers she is the only one who can restore balance. With a motley crew of companions, she embarks on a perilous journey to reclaim the Crystal and save Aetheria.

In a distant future, humanity has colonized the stars and developed incredible technologies, including the ability to manipulate the fabric of reality itself. The most powerful practitioners of this art are known as Quantum Mages, and they are revered and feared in equal measure. When a young orphan named Kael discovers he has the potential to become a Quantum Mage, he is thrown into a world of adventure and danger beyond his wildest dreams. Along with a motley crew of allies, Kael must navigate political intrigue, ancient prophecies, and otherworldly threats to unlock the secrets of his powers and save the universe from destruction.

Eduard is a human/vampire hybrid. Believed his mother died at birth. When eighteen, in the 1600s, several females attempted to kill, one tried seduction and successfully "murdered" him, along with two brothers and two females who'd accompanied them. Yet, Eduard survived. Fast forward to present time, he's aware of people seeking him, but many memories vanished when his humanity died. Now he's constantly seeking a safe refuge with other foundlings he's managed to save from unsavory deaths. A motley collection of were-beasts, vamps, and other creatures of non-human origin. They're all loyal to, and guard him fiercely. However, they're confused by four people who're looking for Eduard, but not to kill, rather to reunite with him. As it turns out, his brothers Thorn and Jonah, and the two females, Rose and Jessie survived. What is their purpose in reuniting with him?

Two people from worlds apart, struggling to keep their lives afloat and themselves sane. Their struggles may be different but the ever revolving wheel of life puts them together time and again, but what will happen when this time they finally clash and a million secrets unfold. Hearts racing, emotions flailing and demons from past chasing them, merges to be one...then they are finally granted salvation in each other's embrace... Amyra Williams, a 25 year old woman trying hard to create for herself the life her mother thought she deserved and Amyra agreed...all while trying to fight the shadows of her past that wants to consume her whole. Zachary Kinght, a 29 year old self made billionaire, insanely handsome with a heart of gold that he chooses to keep hidden under lock and key...for he has a history of his own... But what will happen when the 2 meets and somehow Amyra finds that key and secrets are uncovered...