White Rose Alice In Wonderland

Welcome to the future. It’s the year 2215. An odd year, almost utterly unremarkable in numerical terminology. The future is today. Civilization has progressed throughout the untold, deep, cold centuries. In all likelihood, humanity has reached the sacred stars. Possibly, cultivating a vast intergalactic force, and vying against the ancient cosmic forces. …but wait! It is all wrong! Something is afoul here. The general trend is defective. A mystical temporal alteration has been made! There are ancient entities lurking, and devils posing among humans. There are secrets hidden in the abyss and horrid schemes strengthened by the cruel passage of time. Welcome to the future. It is the year 2215. Humani—No, the world is doomed! .... One second, he is in the 21st century. The next second, he finds himself in a grim future. There is no time to hesitate or ponder. He has only one task ahead of his dark fate: SURVIVAL! Join Raven Blackthorne in his epic journey as he wanders the crazed new world!!

in  the western continent,the draconian empire's ruler maximus pendragon's bastard son the divine rank and knight imperial knight commander Nathaniel  pendragon is lured Into a trap and killed by his true born half brother the empire's crown prince Alfred pendragon with the help of two of the empire's other  five divine rank knights as he fears his bastard brothers martial prowess eclipses his and he may one day lay claim to the throne should his father pass away  so alfred hatches a scheme and  with the emperor's permission Alfred's cunning plan is done resulting  in Nathaniel being killed, Nathaniel  is then reincarnated by the star god vol in nova kingdom south of the draconian empire in the southern continent as Crown Prince James Alexander von Nova the oldest son òf the current king Augustine von nova whose growing old and with no male heir just three older daughters James mother is of low born in this life as well , given a system and a mission to make the nova kingdom into one of the strongest nations in world. With the star god vol help he will get the power needed to take revenge on the pendragon royal family, James must navigate  navigate through political intrigues and harsh battlefields to achieve his and vol’s goal

The light is here because the darkness exists. Just like that, the human realm exists because the demon realm is here. And in the great palace of the Blade Empire, a crown touches the peak of its glory before it falls from its grace. Lush Von Blade was the royal crown prince of one of the greatest empires on the southern continent. He is loyal but betrayed. On the other hand, where even the Gods fear to set a foot on, a demon lord abides. His grace and cruelty have been unseen for centuries. He is the supremacy in the three realms. While Lush is the light, he is the darkness. Each exists because the other is here. *** Special Chapters Announcements! Per week- 8 Chapters [Regular] 50+Power Stones= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per week] 25+Golden Tickets= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per month] Super Gift= [Fan's requested chapters]

At the prestigious Hunter Academy of Erevos, Eno Spencer stood on the cusp of his graduation, just weeks away from a pivotal event that would define his future. This event, seemingly the culmination of his training, would ignite a journey far more treacherous than he could ever anticipate. Beneath the surface, a shadowed force awaited—an insidious presence poised to unravel everything Eno held dear, threatening to consume his very essence and steer his fate into a darkness he couldn’t yet comprehend. ——————————————————— Authur notes sorry about the synopsis being too vague it’s because it’s my first novel and I don’t know how to do synopsis and I didn’t want to accidentally put a spoilers so I made it vague Hey guys, I just wanted to let you know that I’ve officially released my original novel, White Lightning! To be honest, I’ve had a lot of anxiety about both my novel and my fanfiction. I kept wondering if they were good enough—if my novel sounded too much like a fanfiction, if I could properly stretch out the story and plotlines. It took me a while, but eventually, I realized that none of that really matters. I started writing because I enjoy it—not because I care about whether people think it’s good or not. If they like it, great. If not, that’s fine too. So I’ll say this now: my novel will have a fanfiction-like feel, and I won’t be dragging out the story just to reach thousands of chapters. As for my writing schedule, releases might be a bit random at times since I’ll still be working on my fanfictions. But don’t worry—I’m not abandoning them. My novel, my DC fanfiction, and my Marvel fanfiction will remain my main priorities. The Fairy Tail one, on the other hand, won’t get as much focus, though I’ll still release chapters for it occasionally. Regarding my DC fanfiction, I’ve reached the point where the story enters the comic book timeline. I won’t be releasing any new chapters for it until my Marvel fanfiction reaches that same stage. Unfortunately, I don’t think we’ll get there as quickly as we did with the DC one, but we’ll see how things go. That’s all I wanted to say! Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope you enjoy what’s coming next.

Having to be told that you are dead is a weird way to find out. Having no memory of who he is or was, our protagonist is told that he is the sole survivor of a curse that claimed every other soul that had been exposed to it, making him special for some reason. Now he wants to know why that is, but with the actual world growing in size, causing all sorts of havoc, that might take more than just time.

Elen is dead, but she’s not gone. Trapped between realms, her soul lingers in the human world, unable to move on. As she watches over her grave, confused and lost, a mysterious angel appears, claiming to be sent to guide her. The angel tells Elen that she must leave the human realm, but the path is unclear—and the consequences, dark.

Interaction of a future snake king that has manipulated by his brothers towards a mighty successor of White lion territory, both aim for killing only to find out they're just sacrifices for a new civilization

Sa isang kaharian kung saan umiiral ang fixed marriage, pinalaki si Ellie bilang babae upang tuparin ang pangako ng kanyang ama sa hari. Sa kabila ng pagsusumikap niyang magmukhang perpektong prinsesa, binubully siya ng lahat, lalo na ng kanyang nakatakdang mapangasawa, ang mapang-aping prinsipe. Nang umabot sa sukdulan ang kanyang paghihirap, nagwakas ang lahat sa isang trahedya. Ngunit sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, isang lalaking mula sa modernong mundo ang muling nagising sa katawan ni Ellie. Ngayon, paano niya babaguhin ang kapalaran ng prinsesang minsang sumuko na?

A newly birthed child is akin to a pure white sheet. And if someone had to badmouth about their behavior, it should be towards the parents because after birth it is up to the parents to navigate their children on the road of life. They paint their child with their ideology , thought's , emotion and sometimes dream. So how a child grows up depends on the environment and their parents. ••••••• Quotes: “One must prepare themselves to be embarrassed if they want to embarrass someone.” “One must deceive themselves to deceive others.” “Everyone wears a mask to hide themselves from the world.” •••••• Submitting this for the webnovel spirity awards 2024. Please support me. Thank you. [Warning. Mature content. sensitive content.] [This is fiction so don't take it seriously and just enjoy.]

"You are Alice!" She doesn't know what her name is, but she's sure that it is not what they claim. Waking up in the middle of an unpleasant place, and then meeting an unpleasant child then finally calls her to a name she's familiar with but has a different feeling over it, she claims, "I'm not Alice!"

Un mois est passé depuis la dispersion de Kill au enfer, rongé par les remords, Cipher retrouve à nouveau de la joie grâce à une petite fille nommée Alice qu'il rencontre toujours dans ses rêves, mais ce bonheur semble illusoire et le plonge dans une mélancolie. Jiyu voulant lui remonter le moral atterri avec lui dans ce rêve si réel, mais la fantaisie se transforme en traque des enfers. Comment vont-ils sortir de cet endroit mystérieux ? Makoto et Yuri, arriveront-ils à les ramener ? Ou le lapin les aidera-t-il ? La fantaisie d'un rêve peut très vite devenir un cauchemar. Attrapé le ou fuyez le dans Purgatory: Wonderland

Naura, une elfe aux yeux d'un bleu envoûtant, a toujours été rejetée par les siens. Lorsqu'elle découvre qu'elle est liée à la légende des Roses Bleues, elle est capturée et livrée à Thalion Val'Ryn, un prince maudit, prisonnier des ombres. D'abord considéré comme un simple outil pour briser sa malédiction, Naura refuse de se soumettre. Un jeu dangereux s'installe entre eux, mêlant attirance, ténèbres et secrets interdits. Mais lorsque le seul moyen de sauver Thalion implique un sacrifice mortel, Naura devra choisir entre son propre destin ou l'homme qui hante désormais son cœur... Dans l'obscurité, une seule rose peut éclore... mais à quel prix ?

Rose Delacroix never thought much about her last name—until the nightmares started. Shadows move where they shouldn’t, whispers call her name, and a strange, unshakable feeling lingers every time she wakes. It’s just a dream. That’s what she tells herself. But when a job interview at Solstice Industries leads her to an unsettling discovery, reality begins to blur. A simple magazine in the waiting room pulls her into something she can’t explain. Words shift on the page. The world dims for just a second. And for the first time, she feels it. Something is waiting for her to remember. As Rose steps deeper into a world that feels both unfamiliar and eerily known, she realizes that her past isn’t just forgotten—it was hidden. And some secrets don’t stay buried forever.

In the Era, where some famous elite families are ruling the world, while are other people are considered Low class and treated brutally by these elites. One of these elites is a boy named Keith who decides to change these wrong parameters by going against his own family...

An orphan but strong young man lives in a small village, but because of the Black Emperor, he kills his teacher and everyone in the village dies. After he dies, he finds himself in the body of a handsome young man from a rich family, but he knows that this person is a failed scum. Liang tries to become strong for revenge and goes on a mission to kill evil spirits. He finds a handsome young man from a merchant family who goes with him and over time he becomes his friend, but he discovers that this person is the Black Emperor and wants him to become..

Tristan, ein ganz normaler Junge, strandet mit seinen beiden einzigen und besten Freunden in Veridia, einer Welt voller Magie und besonderer Kreaturen. In Veridia erhält Tristan ein neues Ziel: Er soll einen Krieg zwischen den Champions der Götter und den Sterblichen verhindern.

Adalia, Princess of Valaria, is born of Lycan blood. Destined to rule her kingdom, she becomes a pawn in her father’s desperate bid for peace, betrothed to the crown prince of Emikrol, their fiercest enemy. The alliance is meant to end centuries of blood feud, but the idealistic king’s trust becomes his kingdom's downfall. When a surprise invasion is launched, Adalia is forced into exile through a portal, cast into the mortal realm—a world unaware of the existence of Lycans and spellcasters nor the deadly forces that now pursue her. Stripped of her throne and isolated in a strange world, she must navigate the human world and the dangers looming from her own to survive and find a way to reclaim her throne. Or die trying.

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.

Ever wonder who writes the story of your life? No, not the author of this little synopsis (that’s me, by the way, hey there). I mean the big one—the all-seeing, all-knowing, slightly bored half-deity who probably thinks tragedy is an art form. Yeah, that one. She goes by the name Prometheus. This? This story is her absolute favorite—a killer she simply calls "Alisha." Why her favorite? Well, Prometheus has penned quite a few stories, even gave birth to her own duology (coming soon, don’t miss it), but Alisha? Oh, she’s something else. Betrayal, bloody battles, an identity crisis so deep it’ll pull you in (don’t even try to deny it). It’s a masterpiece in the making. But here’s the kicker: Prometheus didn’t just create Alisha. Oh no, she’s still writing her. Every step she takes, every bullet she fires, every question she asks about this so-called "real" world—it’s all me. Or at least, it was. Here’s the problem, though. Alisha is starting to... notice. She’s getting wise to the fact that her life isn’t hers, that her world is a little *too* convenient, and that her big mission? It’s not just about taking down the Prince who wants to rule the world—it’s about finding me. And let me tell you, reader, I’m equal parts terrified and exhilarated. So, here’s where you come in. As Alisha races through the shadows, pulling at the loose threads of her reality—and my divine little plot—she’s getting dangerously close to breaking out of this story altogether. If she finds me? Well... let’s just say the line between creator and creation might start to look a whole lot blurrier than either of us is comfortable with. But hey, it’s all part of the narrative. Probably. Shall we turn the page? Or should I rewrite Alisha out of this story before things get... a little too complicated? ~Prometheus

A boy who was suddenly sent to a world full of nothing but white. Will he get out of the world of white or is that just the start?