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“Compassion. What is compassion? Is it strength, or weakness. Is it mercy, or a half a measure? Is it a sign of naivety or experience? Or perhaps, it is one of those things that tread the line of ruin and preservation, it’s true meaning known only to gods. I wonder, what do you think of compassion?” “Compassion? For me, it is like a sword. One which you wield from the blade, not the grip.” ……………. Reshi’s life was not a happy one. His childhood was one of poverty, and a family barely keeping it together. It wasn’t a particularly fun childhood, so he decided to end it early. How? Well, he joined the army, where he was turned from child to weapon, expertly wielded by the republic. There he had met many great people, and he had seen them die also. A terrible life really. One that he wasn’t too sad to say goodbye to. After speaking to an extremely convincing deity, he decided to cash in his death for a new life, a glorious one from one of his favourites new novels. The life of a spoiled, and more importantly, rich young noble. Which he had been given….for all of thirty minutes. He had been placed in the body of a hated antagonist, one that only existed in a flashback backstory. His fate was destine to be pathetic, his end pathetic, loved and remembered by no one. But Reshi had already gone through that once. So this time he was determined to change things. To do something about his shitty fate, so that for the first time in two lives, he could carve out a little corner of peace for himself in the world, and maybe even find some happiness to go along with it. [[[[[This is a rewrite of my first novel, that I barely even began, so I’m still quite a new writer, open to any feedback.]]]]]]

An arranged marriage. A snowbound mansion. A love they never saw coming—and a danger that sees everything. When fiery heiress Cassandra Beaumont agrees to an arranged marriage with the infuriatingly charming Julian Ashford, it’s not for love—it’s for legacy. The merger between their powerful families’ companies demands unity, and their wedding is the headline-making contract that seals the deal. But when a brutal snowstorm traps them inside the eerie, sprawling Ashford estate, love becomes the least of their worries. The house creaks with secrets. Tea appears without being ordered. Footsteps echo from empty rooms. And someone—or something—is watching them. As the forced proximity tests their patience, banter turns to chemistry, and distrust begins to melt into reluctant desire. But buried beneath the flirting and firelight lies a chilling mystery: someone doesn’t want this alliance to happen. And they’re willing to do anything to stop it. A Winter Tale is a sharp, swoon-worthy romantic dramedy packed with sizzling tension, laugh-out-loud moments, and just enough shadows to keep you sleeping with the lights on.

In a future, alternate timeline, the Gods have been reawakened with a fury, and with that fury, they take control of the world and reshape it to their collective liking, and reignite the power of magic, changing the way the world functioned as we knew it. With the concept of magic now introduced to humanity, they went wild with it in this new world, creating new things and people that eventually restructured the system of the Gods themselves, changing everything once again. Time has passed since then, and in a remote city in the largest desert two beings encounter one another and create an unlikely spawn, the mother dies shortly after giving birth due to a curse inflicted upon her by mysterious forces. The was then father left to take care of his child on his own and does his best, but is forced to return to his home realm in hell, due to the same reasons he was allowed in the mortal plane in the first place. Left alone with only her friend, the two young serpentines venture off on many adventures together, developing a strong bond for one another that quickly grows into something more. Then on one of these adventures, they find themselves trapped inside a hidden and desolate place. They searched for a way out, but in the end, only one escaped Now alone the little serpent girl has to survive this world without anyone by her side, struggling to cope with all of the losses she's suffered over her life. Will she be able to survive? Or will she fall into an endless spiral of despair and loneliness? __________ Current Upload shedule, whenever it’s ready. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/mHUVRgCdna Cover Art made by devilbeez, you can find them on instagram. WARNING! This novel contains fetish content such as Futanari and Vore, you have been warned. It also contains some descriptive and gory scenes that some may not like, chapters with such content have a note at the beginning of them. Any and all of this text is subject to change whenever I like.

An Epic Tale of Gods, Creation, and Betrayal In a realm beyond time, where stars are born from breath and worlds are shaped by will, Bhravum, the God of Gods, reigns supreme. With unmatched knowledge won by sacrificing half his soul, he forged the Five Realms—heavenly Zephyra, the angelic skies of Elysera, the battleground of Valekar, mortal Earth, and the dark abyss of Nerakhul. At his side stands Freyuma, a cosmic being of warmth and magic, mother of nature, and the lifeblood of all existence. Together, they maintain divine order with the help of loyal guardians: Suya, the Sun God; Sandhy, the light of life; Chayum, the Moon’s keeper; Saynuma, the warrior-minister; and Alraz, protector of the heavens. But beneath even the deepest realm, in a place lost to time and light, something ancient begins to stir. Vuyamin—once a god, now a monstrous serpent of void and venom—was cast out for daring to steal the divine throne. Imprisoned beneath creation, his hatred has only grown. Now, whispers of his return reach the stars. As the balance of the universe begins to crack, an ancient prophecy resurfaces. The gods must prepare for a war not just of power, but of destiny—because the greatest threat to creation… was once part of it.

There exists a space between moments—a breath between memory and dream, dusk and dawn, departure and arrival. In that space lies the In-Between. Neither here nor there, it is a place of lost maps, whispered truths, and turning points too quiet for history to notice. Tales from the In-Between is a collection of forty standalone stories set in this liminal realm, where doors appear only when you're not looking and choices echo louder than footsteps. Within its pages you’ll find a cartographer who maps forgotten regrets, a lighthouse keeper who bottles the voices of the dead, a train conductor who ferries passengers between lives, and an inn that only exists for those who’ve left something behind. These stories blend quiet magic with emotional resonance, surreal landscapes with intimate struggles—each one a meditation on what it means to change, to linger, to cross thresholds both physical and spiritual. Whether you are standing at a crossroads or searching for a way back, the In-Between has a story meant for you. Step gently. Some roads only remember those who believe in them.

If you’ve enjoyed the journey of Tale of Heroes so far, a short review would mean a lot, try helping me with power stones and collections it helps other readers find this story too!” In a world where superhumans walk among us, an Organization was made to govern and control the superhumans, creating heroes to protect the civilians with no abilities. The Hero Association stands as humanity's last defense. When chaos strikes Ultra City, nine young heroes—each with unique powers, dark pasts, and unbreakable wills—are brought together to form an elite unit: the Hero Squad. The story follows nine young men led by the skilled archer Vilex and powered by a bond forged in fire, ice, lightning, and loss, the team must navigate devastating battles, uncovering hidden secrets, learning the truth about the world,mysterious betrayals, and enemies far beyond human comprehension. From facing Uncontrollable monsters like Tide Maw to uncovering conspiracies hidden deep within their own ranks, the Hero Squad learns that being a hero isn’t about power—it’s about sacrifice. But as greater forces move in the shadows, testing their limits and threatening to tear them apart, one question remains: Will they Falter—or will they rise? I will be posting on Royal road [https://discord.gg/8aRxZrHf]

Under the sacred tree, beneath the veil of night, Shailya encounters Vahalla—the one destined to reshape his purpose. In this universe, all beings possess the divine powers of gods and deities; some have mastered them, while others remain unaware of their potential. A never-ending war rages between the forces of Light and Darkness, and the only being capable of restoring balance—the Rakkan—remains imprisoned. Now, the second-most powerful entity in existence, Vahalla, bears the burden of protecting Prithvi, the only planet with the potential to revive the universe. But he cannot do it alone. To fulfill his mission, he needs a disciple—someone destined for greatness. That disciple is Shailya Mahoraga. This is the first volume of The Tale of Diwankula: The Genesis.

**He was born nameless. Markless. Powerless.** Yet the stars stirred. In a world carved by Systems and ruled by legacies of godblood, **Adrian** was never meant to matter. But when a dormant fragment awakens within him—something older than the Sovereigns and more defiant than Fate—his journey begins. From back-alley guilds to fractured worlds wrapped in law and myth, Adrian climbs. Every step forward earns him new enemies, lost memories, and echoes of a forgotten war that never truly ended. For somewhere beyond the veil, a mirror awakens... and it bears his name. *The shard has chosen. The World will remember.* These are the **Tales of an Overlord**.

In a land where food is sacred, recipes are divine, and war is waged over flavor—two souls rise: one to serve the Gods, one to destroy them. A tale of two who dared. Their paths will cross—and cross again. The land will fall—will fall, indeed. Or shall the land rise once more—again and again, indeed?

In a world consumed by death, decay, and endless war, survival means one thing: fight or die. For Sulfur, a young girl enslaved in a desolate desert village, that mandate is brutally enforced by the tyrants who take everything. Her only comfort is a fragile family bond—until an act of desperation unleashes a terrifying power within her, tied to a mysterious black stone. Her explosive awakening draws the attention of a formidable General—one of the Lady’s most feared enforcers in a crumbling empire at war with rebellion. Torn from her past, Sulfur is thrust into a life she never chose, trained by the very man who embodies the power that once oppressed her. A complicated, paternal bond forms, even as his loyalty to the empire collides with her desperate yearning for freedom. But the battle is not only external. As Sulfur becomes a weapon in a war she doesn’t understand, she finds herself burdened with a fate she never asked for. In a world ruled by cunning, control, and blood, all she has is a sword and a volatile gift. To survive, she must answer one question: Can a girl forged in war escape the violence that made her, or is she destined to be a tool—shaped, used, and discarded?

The world of Norvak isn't for the weak. A land where might makes right isn't for the faint of heart. A land where different species battle for supremacy and the defeated either enslaved or exterminated. The continent of Revix has witnessed the rise and fall of many species. With a relatively peaceful period being established a little over ten thousand years ago. The result of this peace is the separation of different species. The land of humans, Cyntros, covered most of the central part of the continent. The lands in the north, Aterix, gave shelter to the elves and other creatures of light. The south held the creatures of darkness and it's original name, Rimul, long forgotten. A land that the humans had long dubbed, The Darklands. To the east was an endless desert where the banished and hated lay their bones. A place where nature threatens both predator and prey. Yet most feared of all was the west, a land of giants and titans. Where mountains vanish and valleys form from the movements of it's inhabitants. On the edges of The Darklands, the greed of men sends a group of hunters to their demise. The lone survivor, Milas, is turned into one of the ruling species of The Darklands, a vampire. With a past clouded in mystery and an uncertain future, Milas does all he can to survive. With the potential to become more than he could have ever imagined, Milas faces all threats that come his way. "The right to live is a privilege that only the powerful have access to. I don't appreciate others having that privilege over my life. And I'll do what I must to earn my right!"

In the realm of gods and goddesses was in chaos all panicked except one whose name is Fenrir. "Welcome again Mortal." *** Welcome to the world where being favoured by the gods is everything and guess who isn't you guessed it our protagonist. Wanna know why cause he doesn't have a harem... nah just kidding if you really wanna know go read what are you waiting for. But thanks for giving it a shot.

Lion city, the supposed 'greatest city in the world' For over a century, this place has been the hub for all things in terms of tech and innovation. But for many, it's just the place they live, where they go about their days, dealing with whatever it takes to get through today's set of challenges, including the students on North Lion High School. But when a mysterious set of figures calling themselves gods appear, nineteen students are left with a unique power and one message. Survive the next few weeks until one player is left. So who will awaken their powers, and who will die trying?

Take a journey with the God of Souls through the ages of man from the inception of the universe with its creators to the modern day of humanity. Through trials, reincarnation, and learning, Eta must become the best God they can. But what lies beyond the edge of the universe and what may enter?

I am a what, and where is my little friend? No, give it back right now! What, back in a lab again? What a load of bull. Finally, I'm dying... No, I got revived again. Becoming a weapon for a kingdom? Meh, they can try and control me. Medieval weapons? I like that. Give me all of them. An Angle cult? Let's destroy that. Pure Dragons? I want one for myself. Please check out my other novel, Sazanami. Discord - https://discord.gg/h5N6ZuMSTR I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Warning This fiction contains: Gore Profanity Sexual Content In the Land of Arios, The Gods Realm. Where all is possible and all is found. Join Morpheus in his adventure in Arios. He encounters all of the unknown, battles the mighty and trains like he doesn't feel pain. 

A young, elegant man was floating in the air, his body radiating an immensely powerful and destructive energy, exuding an aura of invincibility and unparalleled might. Even the slightest movement of his hand seemed capable of annihilating entire continents. Below him, a massive army stood ready to strike, yet the mere presence of his energy made them tremble in fear, unable to move. By his side, spiritual beasts stood in subservience, awaiting their master's command. However, the child awoke. Blinking away the remnants of the dream, he wiped his face and sat up, reminded that he now lived in a new world—one where cultivation reigned supreme, where immortality and gods were not just myths but possibilities. His eyes sparkled with determination as he envisioned his future: growing stronger, embarking on thrilling adventures, facing unimaginable challenges, and even confronting deadly trials. With his goal set, he rose to train. How long will this mortal’s journey last? Will a grand legend be written? Or will his fate be nothing more than a tragic tale? IG: @great.daoofspace

Explore the many lifeforms, faunas, cultures, and locations in the Underworld. Anticipate the Chaos and madness that will slowly take over the Underworld. Witness the birth, the fall, and the rise of the Underworld’s first Demon King!

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In a story of aching love and revenge, eighteen-year-old and mute Celeste Everhart’s loyalty was put to the test when her father’s company went bankrupt. In desperation, Celeste was told to marry Tiel Brightwell, the attractive but dangerous young man of the Brightwell family. But then, all the Brightwells were dangerous, beautiful, and wealthy. They saved the Everhart Sugar company in exchange for her hand. But there was someone else, someone with equally gray eyes and loving hands. Avond Brightwell. Tiel’s older brother, whom she had always secretly found attractive. Now so close and in reach, Celeste couldn’t help but let herself fall for him. After all, Tiel had someone else anyway. A woman with magenta eyes and silver hair like moonlight. A piece of shining stone compared to her black coal. As Celeste sank deeper into the Brightwells, the more she saw they weren’t the perfect family everyone thought. The cracks started to show, the stories of their past still lingering at the door, threatening to come back to set the records straight. Each revelation affected the two men Celeste had come to love. In the end, she must do everything to fit in and help Avond with the dangerous mission of revealing a crime syndicate brewing chaos in the capital city. What happened to the missing women in Torra? Who was creating the circulating super drugs? Why hasn’t chaos completely taken over the country? How will she continue her life when all of this is over? What happened to her mother? Who was she? Why did she have to die? All these questions, but none as important as the burning feeling in her heart. Who did she love more? Tiel or Avond? Torn between her love for them, fiercely protects one from the other. When the cold barrel of their firearms remained raised, who would she choose? At the end, her life is destroyed, the pain in her heart unmeasurable, everything slipping away from her hands like sand between her fingers. When the clock of time reverses and another chance is given, what will it be? To simply change the events or exact revenge? ---------- This is a regression story, or a back-in-time romance, mafia tale. But it doesn't happen immediately. The story starts from the beginning so please don't get confused when you start reading! Stick around cus, it's gonna be worth it!

A collection of fairy tales from Evergreen. A spin off from Nokart: the land of wonders and terrors

The story is based on a prince . the prince was very serious and brave. Fairy princess who was very kind and lovely princess.Prince falls in love with the princess. But he has to choose one of his love and kingdom.They sacrificed with their love. But in the end he finds his love.

A Fated Encounter for an unruly man and woman, changes the course of their lives

Astartes is an ancient warforged barbarian, built in an age of civil war and social unrest. Recounting his origin, Astartes narrates the history of the once legendary Gears Laguerre, a band of young soldiers who were the central characters of the Elven Civil War, and their eventual downfall. This short story is likely the limit of what I’ll write on Astartes unless this blows up. He’s my favorite D&D character I’ve run and am currently still playing him, so there’s plenty of story to tell.

The trigger that set everything up, was when Rick didn't mind his business and opened the crate he was to just transport, and go to get paid as usual. But no, he head to open and discover a sedated, bounded, and smelly girl- Nancy, who was about to be travelled as a premium maid to a guy who would have taken care of her- if he didn't then it was his choice, she would have been his. See, it would have been over if Rick just closed the crate back, and move on. But someone developed a hero syndrome, and now Nancy is running wild with a fully loaded mouth which leads to a series of events that definitely swallows Rick and his friends and partners, especially as Rick now has a gun pointed to his head, and he has to explain what in his supposedly right senses did he accomplish We... I hope you enjoy the series. If you didn't end up liking the story. Thanks for reading and David wishes to know how he could improve the story. And your opinion might break his low self-esteem, but we will cheer him up back and he will write better.