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Immersive stories; vast landscapes inviting daring explorers; unbelievable immersion – when the VRMMORPG Fate of Crunaboul appeared, it swept the world. Liam Varsmith was the game’s uncrowned king, winning five championships in a row. Even in the real world he had everything. Wealth, looks, an athletic body; perfection. But Liam… found it all incredibly boring. But with a twist of fate Liam’s life changed drastically when the game’s mysterious AI invited him to join New Game Plus on [Hell] difficulty. Thrust in a new world, homeless and with a sick little sister, Liam was met with unforeseen challenges. Fortunately, Fate of Crunaboul existed in this world as well. Brimming with confidence Liam wasn’t interested in replicating his old life, but in finding friends and braving thrilling challenges. ___________________________________________________________________ Find more on patreon.com/Mykrail

[Entertainment Industry + Strong Female Lead + Refreshing Story + Hidden Identity] The Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, Tang Shu, who was skilled in Poison Techniques and Hidden Weapons, had transmigrated and became an 18th-tier newbie, debuting as a supporting actress. After a variety show aired: Haters: "I actually think Tang Shu is kind of cute. Is there something wrong with me?" When the National Mechanical Engineering Research Institute announced: Miss Tang is our key-appointed research consultant. Haters: "What????" When an authoritative Chinese medicine expert revealed during an interview: The development of a new type of medicine owes much to Tang Shu. Haters: "Isn't this just too coincidental?" When the Porcelain Restoration Department openly stated: No one surpasses Tang Shu in the fields of porcelain restoration and calligraphy and painting. Haters: "Is this white lotus getting a bit too intoxicating?" When a Weibo big V with millions of fans accidentally revealed her face during a live broadcast... The haters all declared that their minds were blown! *** Jing Yu, the favored son of heaven, had always had an iron grip and a successful career until— he met Tang Shu. Inside the cinema, after watching four or five movies in a row, he realized the person sitting next to him hadn't changed, enjoying the popcorn with great relish. Jing Yu's throat moved slightly; this woman was flirting with him. Facing each other in a coffee shop, she casually pulled out a double-sided straw and placed it in her cup. Jing Yu's eyes tinted red; this woman was definitely flirting with him!

He is the most prestigious and mysterious man, the head of ZMI Agency's special agents. A person of immense influence. Just how influential? He says, find out for yourself! * She is a foreign-born master of criminal psychology, a psychological counselor at a correctional facility. A small fry who is always hungry for more. How small? She says, none of your business! * Zhan Se can't understand why, in just a short bathroom break, she was ensnared by such a cold, dignified, evil, domineering, awesome... a benefactor who is described with all the positive adjectives usually associated with the male protagonists in novels... What?!! She owed him six years ago? Not only did she owe him, but she also has a 6-year-old bun calling her mom? Holy moly! Since they both have a child together, who actually owes whom? ————————●Alternative Edition Introduction●———————— This is a guidebook for a nerdy girl's road to success. This is a must-have secret manual for marital roads. This is an encyclopedia on criminal psychology. This is the life journey of a woman who every man dreams of, working her way up. Urban marriage, rich family scandal, case tracking. All is revealed in "The Surprising Marriage Journey"… Indulgence is boundless, love and affection are reinterpreted! Nothing is the best, there is only better! Reading online novels, for the sense of satisfaction! Cracking melon seeds and peeling peanuts, sit in a row and taste together. Taste the power, color, fame, and wealth, and watch the various states of sentient beings with a smile. (Note: ① This book is one-on-one, absolutely clean, those who dislike the author and the author's writing style should avoid this pit) (Note: ② This book is purely fictitious, and there is no need to verify its authenticity. Reading the text comes with a lightning rod, no compensation for discomfort)

Abandoned at birth, and named John Wicked, he suffered a life of solitude and harshness. His only companion was a dog named Alfred who was with him since he was 8 years old. Alas, on his 28th birthday when he was returning home from the company with a gift, what awaited him was three university students beating his dog senseless--the reason being that Alfred barked at them. They escaped after beating him too, but John Wicked lost his only family. "Breaking News! A 28-year-old IT worker beats three university kids to death with a spiked bat." Put on death row, John Wicked felt no regret for his actions, and the public also didn't support him. He took his own life because he didn't want to die by the justice of this world. But that wasn't the end. That was the beginning of John's new life after making a deal with an Eldritch God.

The popular VR game Flanard Ford Online has been breaking records for 3 years in a row, due to the unique mechanics and plot of the game itself in the open world, where you can choose a mount animal, passing story quests and additional quests, becomes stronger with your beast. And one day, such a game was presented to our main character, 25-year-old Atlas, a former special forces soldier who was fired from his post yesterday. "Hmm, let's see what happens." [Are you ready, my dear adventurer]

“I would burn the world for you,” Tim whispered, his voice dark and terrifying. Aurora’s eyes burned with hatred as she smiled coldly. "You broke me... Now watch me destroy everything you love." She thought she escaped him. No. She only gave him a front-row seat to her villain arc. ....... Aurora Carter thought she had it all—a love built over three years, a home that felt safe, and a future that belonged to her and Tim. But all of that shatters when she discovers the truth: the man she loves is set to marry her own sister. Betrayed, humiliated, and left in the cold, she walks away—determined never to look back. But Tim isn’t willing to let her go. Not when she’s still his wife. Torn between a family that deceived her and a love that destroyed her, Aurora must find the strength to reclaim herself. As Tim fights against the forces that try to bind him to a future he never wanted, secrets unravel, and long-buried truths come to light. Was their love ever real? Or was Aurora just another pawn in a game she never agreed to play? One thing is certain—this time, she won’t stand in the cold alone. [Second chance romance]

Emma Carter, a travel photographer from New York, visits the Netherlands to capture the famous tulip fields in Lisse. While wandering through the vibrant rows of flowers, she meets Jasper Van den Berg, a quiet yet charming tulip farmer who has dedicated his life to keeping his family's farm alive. At first, Emma sees Jasper as just another local, but when a sudden storm ruins part of his harvest, she stays to help. As they work side by side, Emma learns about the beauty of slow living, while Jasper starts to see life beyond his small town. Their bond deepens, but Emma’s return flight looms closer. Will she leave behind a once-in-a-lifetime love, or will she risk everything to stay and bloom where her heart has taken root?

"Pay attention to the sights, and not the words. Because sounds can often be deceptive. But sight...Sights never lie. Thus the question is not what is in front of your eyes.The question is , what are you looking at? " Max , a wanna be mystery writer comes to another world after dying thanks to our good old truck-kun . But before he can dream about his adventurous life in this new world , he somehow ends up becoming a death row prisoner . Can he solve the mystery to prove his innocence or is this the end for him ? And what happens after that? How will he navigate in this new world, all alone? Well, to know that, you have to follow Max on this new journey of his. ........ ********* For all the mystery lovers, this is going to be a fantastic detective journey with lots of twists and turns. * MC won't be outright genius at the level of Sherlock Holmes from the first chapter and will develop his ability slowly. * 4 chap/ week * Magic castle = 3 bonus chap. * Spacecraft = 5 bonus chap. * Golden gachapeon = 7 bonus chap. * If power stones > 150 by the weekend, then a bonus chap next week. * cover not mine.

"I’ve already spent 15 years in this novel.” “I’ve fought alongside heroes, kings, and great mages.” “I’ve even reached Archmage status.” “But the real story only starts now.” Rows of students and familiar faces looked in awe as I came forward and the former murmuring silenced. They whispered and murmured about my presence; the principal of Novius Academy has appeared.

When a gigantic hole stretching thousands of kilometres opens in the middle of the planet, millions of people are swept up in this catastrophic event. All attempts at exploration were foiled by something strange underneath the fog that enveils the entire hole. The only way to "safely" see whats beneath was to send people..... on death row. It's finally time for Reddick to pay the price.

In the neon-drenched underbelly of New York City, a high-stakes poker game at the Emperor’s Bar ends in murder when Jason, a charismatic gambler with secrets to spare, is found dead in an alley, poisoned with aconite. Detective Jeremiah Bonnemere and his relentless squad plunge into a tangled web of suspects—each a player from Jason’s final table, each with a motive as sharp as a dealer’s cut. There’s Michael, a desperate lawyer drowning in debt; Rowland, a volatile cabbie with blood on his knuckles; Hilary, a broke musician betting his last chord; Jang Lee, a chef with mob whispers trailing him; Brenda, a Miami stripper too close to Jason’s heart; Boris, an ex-soldier whose silence screams danger; Javier, a courier carrying more than packages; Bertrand, a curator with a penchant for poisons; Doherty, a clerk hiding a razor wit; and Sidney, the grieving waitress whose love for Jason blurs the line between victim and suspect. As the squad dissects bar webcam footage and unravels alibis, the clock ticks toward a chilling truth: the killer dealt their hand that night, and the poison was no bluff. With every frame revealing new betrayals, Jeremiah must outplay a mastermind who’s always two steps ahead—before the next card falls and the body count doubles. In this deadly game, trust is a gamble, and triumph comes at a lethal price.

A notorious death row inmate dies and finds himself in a strange new world. Here, there are no four-wheeled Mercedes, only steeds with four hooves. The sky doesn't have airplanes, but celestial beings soar above. There are no mobile phones or telephones, but there's something even better-sound transmission over a thousand miles. This world is so insane! Cultivators, who were once only seen in books and TV shows in his past life, are no longer fantasies-they are real. The death row inmate thinks to himself: "Since I'm here, I'll live life to the fullest. In my past life, I had dreams of becoming an immortal, but that was impossible. In this life, I'm determined to live it up... Immortal sister, here I come!"

Adam was once an ordinary gamer, spending endless nights mastering "RO Online," a forgotten, poorly-rated game. Despite its lackluster graphics and dwindling player base, Adam pushed through every level, defeated every boss, and claimed victory—only to delete his account out of frustration, thinking it all meaningless. Two months later, everything changed. The game relaunched in a revolutionary AR-integrated format, connecting directly to the real world. Its in-game currency merged with real-world finances, creating a new economy where gamers rose to unimaginable wealth. As the game evolved further, its powers began blending with reality itself—turning players into modern-day heroes and rulers. But Adam, with his deleted account, could only watch from the sidelines, struggling to reclaim his former glory. Betrayed by friends, robbed by corporations, and crushed by his own regrets, his journey ended tragically in an accident caused by a drunk player abusing their newfound powers. However, fate wasn't finished with Adam. Waking up ten years in the past—the very day he deleted his account—he now knows the future of the game and the immense potential it holds. With his memories intact and a second chance at life, Adam logs back in and is shocked to discover an unprecedented reward: the Administrative Class, granted for being the only player to fully clear the game before its relaunch. Now, Adam holds the power to bend the game’s reality to his will. Rules, limitations, and even the game’s own mechanics are his to control. But his abilities come with limits—and enemies. Corporations, rival players, and a corrupted system threaten to exploit the game’s integration into reality. This time, Adam isn't just playing to survive. He's playing to dominate. With his Administrative Class, he’ll rewrite the rules of the game—and reality itself. Tags - R18, Adult-Content, Action, Adventure, Romance, Kingdom-building, wars...etc. I need your support very much, so please come to my patrons and support me. patreon.com/AlphaBoss169

*"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s a mercy."* Some stories are meant to inspire. Others exist to remind you that life is one long, merciless joke. This was one of those. A world where heroes and villains are just two sides of the same bloodstained coin. Where fate doesn’t grant second chances—only crueler ways to suffer. Where the so-called protagonist isn’t some destined savior but a walking catastrophe waiting to happen. And me? Well, let’s just say I wasn’t supposed to be here. No cheats, no divine blessing—just a front-row seat to a reality where even the strongest are just well-dressed pawns on a board stacked against them. -------------------------- *"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s just a fucking courtesy."* Hey, normies, don’t get your hopes up—this ain’t some top-tier literary masterpiece. Just your everyday, pent-up engineer reject vomiting his frustrations onto a page. Love it, hate it, meme it to hell—I don’t care. Commitment issues? Oh, absolutely. No promises this won’t rot unfinished in some forgotten corner of the internet. Anyway, welcome to a world where heroes are just villains with better PR, the MC is a glorified landmine, and even death clocks in as the better option. No chosen ones, no overpowered cheats—just one long, cosmic joke with zero punchline. Enjoy the ride. Or don’t. Not my problem.

Imagine the soul memories of hundreds of death row inmates fused into the body of a spineless, incompetent rich kid, resurrected and reborn as a near-omniscient super-genius. Overnight, he transforms into a powerhouse of talent and, as a bonus, inherits a stunningly beautiful wife. The sheer force of his soul energy grants Yang Hongtao a godlike ability akin to creating life itself—he can imbue a mosquito, a cellphone, or even a piece of bread with temporary low-level intelligence and vitality. When the world’s top ten assassins come hunting, he could easily crush their throats with ancient martial arts techniques. But Yang prefers a subtler approach: secretly animating their own weapons against them. Picture this—a ferocious blade master swings his prized curved knife, only to slice off his own nose, or a stone-cold gunman draws his pistol, only to accidentally blast his own privates to bits!

Arthur Windsor started playing vrmmorpg's proffesionaly at the tender age of 17 and he's shocked the world since then. When the most popular vrmmorpg of the decade -- Destiny, was released it only took him a year to become the indisputed number one player in the world as he came first in the worldwide monthly ranking 12 times in a row. The day the ranking went up for the 12th time, the most influential gaming company in the third sector -- Valour, approached him, hoping to have him join their ranks, which he did. Arthur went on to lead Valour's most skillful team -- Team Retcon, in the yearly Championships and shockingly won it three times consecutively. Everything was going great for Arthur, he was rich and he had his dream job. If only he knew this would all change when the fourth year rolled around. Hey guys if you would like to be up to date with my release schedule check out my twitter account - @Kurple3. I will be regularly posting info on the novel there.

After fusing the souls and memories of 127 death row inmates into his consciousness, Jason Mitchell - formerly known as the spineless heir to the Montgomery fortune - awoke transformed. The fusion gifted him with encyclopedic knowledge ranging from quantum physics to medieval alchemy, along with an accidental bride: the stunning Emily Carter, who now legally bore his last name. The cosmic collision of souls manifested an even stranger ability - Jason could temporarily animate objects with crude sentience. A mosquito became his aerial spy, his smartphone developed sarcastic tendencies, and even a stale bagel once sang opera for seven glorious minutes. When the infamous Blackwood Syndicate sent their top enforcers, Jason greeted them with options. The pragmatic choice? Use ancient martial arts techniques to slit their throats. The entertaining choice? Breathe life into their prized weapons. Assassin Ethan Blackwood screamed as his prized katana sliced off his own nose mid-swing. Hitman Lucas Graves lost more than his dignity when his customized Desert Eagle became sentient and blew off his own manhood. The crime family soon learned that you don't hunt a living arsenal - you negotiate with it.

When Violet Rowe accepts a tutoring position at the grand yet isolated Halloway estate, she expects a quiet job teaching the youngest siblings, Clara and Theodore. Instead, she steps into a house haunted by the shadows of its past—whispers of a family tragedy, cold gazes from the remaining heirs, and a lingering sense that something is terribly wrong. Two years ago, Lysandra Halloway was found dead in her bedroom—murdered, the family claims, by an intruding burglar. Shortly after, Eleanor Halloway, the children's mother, wasted away from grief. Yet as Violet settles into the mansion, she notices something unsettling: no one speaks of the deceased with love. There is no mourning, only an eerie absence of sorrow. Theodore, ever the devoted brother, is protective of Clara—too protective. Clara, fragile and anxious, seems burdened by a secret too heavy to bear. Felix and Everett, the older brothers, are aloof, always watching but never saying too much. Ophelia, sharp-tongued and temperamental, treats the past as a nuisance best forgotten. And Augustus Halloway, the formidable head of the family, warns Violet to keep her curiosities in check. But as Violet begins to notice strange behaviors, unspoken tensions, and gaps in the family's carefully told history, she realizes the Halloways are hiding something. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because in this house, the past never stays buried. And someone is watching.

In a world rampant with anthropomorphicism, colliders face each other in competition in order to determine who is softest. Who will win? Probably not the titular character, but hey, you never know. Marshfellow begins his quest to achieve 66 victories in a row at the very beginning of this story. Despite plenty of goofiness throughout, his epic quest to be one of the best unfolds in an exciting set of unpredictable matches.

Ordinary and abnormal overlap, just like the deep sea and the sea surface. Above the sea, tall buildings stand in rows, the world is normal, and mortals operate as precisely as gears, and their lives are in order. Under the deep sea, there are upside-down doors, secret histories, and countless taboos sunk in the sea - thaumaturgy, memes/anti-memes, reality distortion, narrative layers, pataphysics, divinity/supreme divinity... Only a very few people can glimpse a corner of the truth. Is it lucky? Or unfortunate? sean traveled to this magical world, and countless possibilities unfolded in front of him. …

Some cases go unsolved. Some are erased entirely. Eldermire is a city of lost things—forgotten alleys, vanishing people, stories without endings. It’s a place where the past rewrites itself when no one is looking, and the truth is just another thing waiting to disappear. That’s why the MidKnights exist. "The Knights of the Night" Sylas Crowe is a detective who doesn’t believe in ghosts. He believes in cases, clues, and things that make sense, but sense is in short supply when you work for the MidKnights, a secret organization solving crimes that shouldn’t be possible Tonight, a body was found on Gallows Row. By the time Sylas arrives, it’s gone. No blood, no trace, no evidence it was ever there at all. The reports change every time he reads them. The witnesses contradict their own memories. And his own notes blur the moment he looks away. Someone is erasing more than just evidence. Someone is unraveling reality itself. The deeper Sylas digs, the stranger things become. Ink fades from his notebook before he can write it. Conversations slip from his mind like water through cracks. His own reflection lingers half a second too long in the mirror. The signs are subtle, but he knows what they mean. He’s being unwritten. There are whispers of an ancient Lexical Path, one that erases names, faces, and entire lives. A path walked by those who were never meant to be remembered. The Eclipse-Bound. Now, Sylas isn’t just chasing a mystery—he’s running from one. Because the more he investigates, the more the city forgets him. And if he doesn’t find the truth soon, he won’t be here to remember it.

##Extreme Smut and Kink warning## As a child, I did not have any known relatives. Getting into college was a significant goal of mine. I came into this world at the exact moment that I started to see a thin line of hope. Before I could make sense of what was going on, the individuals who had summoned me were murdered. I was caught and sold as a slave for the war. It was nice that the "Oh! Great System" helped me get stronger and learn some new skills. Only after winning 50 times in a row in the Colosseum was the emperor granted me a gift. I believe freedom would have been the best gift. However, I got the second-best one. I became a slave bull. Slave traders, nobility, and even the emperor himself sent slaves to my chamber in order to procreate. Finally, after 30 years of doing nothing, I felt the rush of action. For three days straight, and... "System, why am I back? I thought I was getting to the best part of the story." {{This planet needs the help of the returnee, like the host. Please take care of it.}} "Fuck the planet. I HAVE to get my harem back." Schedule: Every other day. (3-4 Chapters/week)

[You have Obtained The World Compass 1/10, You have obtained Simple rowboat 1/10, You have obtained Map of Worlds 1/10, You have obtained Basic revolver 1/10, You have obtained Harpoon 1/10, You have obtained Basic Fishing Rod 1/10] “Wait what?!!” Allen was transmigrated into the void while on a rowing boat with no guide but a system that allows him to sell things and a compass which points him to directions of worlds, he also has a few other survival items, Now Allen will travel the universe discovering many worlds and plundering civilizations of their loot.

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

Raymond Shelby was brutally killed by his girlfriend. It turned out that she was the daughter of a crime boss, and Ray's testimony had been the final nail to the coffin that put the crime boss on death row. Ray would've been a vengeful spirit, having died like that, if not for the fact that in his last moment, using his last bit of life force, he picked up the gun he felt on the floor and fired. He didn't know where he was firing at because both his eyes had been plucked out but he heard his girlfriend's goons scrambling in panic. From what he was able to gather in that moment, he had shot her straight to the throat. Armed with this knowledge, Ray died with a smile on his face. In an instance, he found himself in an unfamiliar place, standing in front of an unfamiliar face that sent him to an unfamiliar world, but instead of being excited, he was a little pensive because of what the person who claimed to be a goddess had said...

My name is Darren and my life is suffering. As I stared at the dead body of the woman I loved more than anything in the world- For the five-hundredth time in a row. On this battlefield where nothing changed. I knew this. But I would continue to struggle against it. For the five hundredth time, I would try again. I grabbed the bastardized equivalent of a long Bowie knife on the ground. Then I shoved it through my skull. I didn't hesitate this time. I always did, but at this point. Pain was a friend that reminded me I could try again. The tapestry of fate is severed. The mind and will forged of steel begins to transform into an unknown material. Unbreakably solid. Fathomlessly immovable. The impossible strength of mind is beginning to solidify. Another push and the gears of change would start to turn again. --- (*Originally Released by me on Royal Road with the name ZAKarpel.) Enjoy!*) This story is extremely fast paced and there is hidden foreshadowing in every chapter. This is a world where hope goes to die. Or it was until someone decided that his imprisonment was enough, and he needed a successor. However, he is not the hero of this story. A series of tortuous events follow that forge a trio of childhood friends into desperation. A successor is born. The cauldron bubbles. The loop starts Anew. But what is their mentor hiding? Things seem to be shades of grey, but some people are just blackened in pitch to their very soul. How can one defeat a calamity that has eaten and repeatedly returns to eat the skills and abilities of multiple worlds? Do the ends justify the means? Follow Darren as his complicated relationship with both time, space, and his Girlfriends (Yes, two women love him, and they will cut a bitch who tries to join in.) Their adventure across time, eventually space, and multiple realities, as things don't go according to plan for anyone. We will find that even in the darkest pits, the light can be found at the top of the highest tower and the moon can be seen in a darkened night. The climb is long. But Darren, Anna, and Jessa will turn the dark world bright again even as the world tries to drag them down into darkness. --- This is inspired by Re:Zero. Worm. Dragon Ball and Dragon Ball Z. Mother Of Learning and The Perfect Run.  Thank you so much for your inspiration in all of your works, Akira Toriyama you will be missed. Some of my other favorite authors are, Tappei Nagatsuki, Maxime Durand, Domagoj Kurmaić, And Wildbow, My man, Please stop murdering all life on the planet of my entire soul. But yes, Wildbow, you got me into Grimdark and I hate you and love you in equal measure. No, I do not agree that Ward is a thing. --- The planned release schedule Is going to be Bi-Weekly, every Monday and every Friday, but the plans of men are usually derailed by falling rocks, so we might just find out later that my schedule is completely different. Enjoy!!

"In the ancient land of Equestera, where magic reigns supreme and alicorns hold sway, two Fulmenian siblings, Masha and Feyn, embark on a journey of discovery. As mysterious spirits start to haunt their world, Masha faces her Protector exam with her mother while Feyn delves into arcane research alongside his father. Their journey unveils secrets that could tip the balance of their world." Version française disponible ici : https://www.webnovel.com/book/infinite-eclipse-origin-tome-01---le-myst%C3%A9rieux-esprit_30247094705840505 AUDIOBOOK (Release March 1st): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uuusa_-onVI

A collection of stories from the many characters within Aestridin. May include several chapters in a row with the same character, or seperate, however, there are several main characters. Will include myths, storylines not delving into others, or even backstories and flashbacks to historical events that take place in the world of Aestridin.

Ethan Lee, the heratthroab of the class. Eyes followed wherever he went. He had everything, money, house, car and girls all wrapped around his finger. He was born with a golden spoon and never knew what absence was. In addition to all this, he was a particularly handsome man. But behind all that fame and popularity, he wore a mask to cover an ugly scar. Who would have guessed that someone as perfect as him was living in such a dreadful life. Among all the students who used him to their advantage, there was this one boy who never paid any heed to him. He was always there, in the last row of the class, listening to music and minding his own business. Verch took a special note of this guy, because no matter how hard he tried, he could never get his attention. As his attempts failed over and over again, his friends made fun of him and challenged him to make this guy fall for his charm. It was just another day when Verch didnt feel like going back to the hell he called home. Dark clouds filled the sky and it was quite late at night. He wanted to stay the night at school when some frightening thoughts came to him. The locker room was so empty that even the sound of rain could be clearly heard. Tears ran down his face as he remembered the terrible days he had been through and those that were about to come. He sobbed and wiped his face, It continued. Just then, he heard someone walking up to him. Terrified, he quickly looked up. He didnt want to lose the image of the perfect boy he build up with such hard work. Now someone seeing him crying would ruin everything. But surprising enough, It was no other than, Ethan. The guy he refused to stop bothering all throughout the day. As they both stared at each other, Verch was confused of what to do make this guy never speak of this incident. just then, he couldnt help himself and-