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Legolas The Elf

Starborn Apotheosis: When Demon-Elf Hybrid Unlocks the Primal Codex

For fans of Cradle × Mistborn × The Stormlight Archive — meet your next obsession! WHY YOU'LL BINGE THIS SERIES: 1.EPIC PROGRESSION — From demon-spark boy to multiverse godslayer! 2.BREATHTAKING WORLD-BUILDING — 12+ intricately designed realms, 100+ divine entities, and warring cosmic rules! 3.UNFORGETTABLE HEROINES — A legendary mage queen, a time-bending priestess, and a tribal goddess fused with a war machine! 4.GAME-CHANGING POWER SYSTEMS — Divine bloodlines × Apocalyptic gear × Reality-breaking constructs! STORY SNEAK PEAK: Eldrin isn't just half-demon, half-elf — he's a walking apocalypse forged by warring multiverses. When his father's betrayal strands him in the lawless hellscape of Faro, he doesn't just survive — he conquers. WITNESS THE ASCENSION: Stage 1: Disgraced hybrid → Deep Blue Academy's top arcane architect Stage 2: Multiverse exile → God-Eater who turns divine realms into his workshops Stage 3: Creator of Eternity Tome — the only artifact that evolves from Disaster to Cosmic Law Final Form: The Redeemer — A living black hole rewriting universal code with 3.2 billion souls as his fuel CORE SELLING POINTS: 1. LEGENDARY CHARACTERS = INSTANT FANDOM The Dragon Tamer Mage: A 29-level reality-warmer who hunts archdevils for brunch. Secretly carries Eldrin's heir — a baby with frost draconic reincarnation powers. Time's Martyred Saint: Sacrifices her existence across 3 millennia to build Dawn Citadel, only to return as "Faceless Knight" — a paradox rewriting fate itself. The Tribal Singularity: Merges with Mother Nest (a living war factory) to become Tilatmis — Creator Deity who births new cosmic laws. 2. GEAR THAT REINVENTS POWER FANTASY Moonlight (Shattered Godblade): Killed 7 deities before breaking against his father's armor. Judgment (Soul-Hungry Cleaver): Evolves from Hatred → Sacred Annihilation through 12 divine executions. Apocalypse Codex (Living Artifact): Contains 9 sealed elder gods as "skill modules". 3. COSMIC WAR SYSTEMS Divine Stock Market: Trade godhood fragments like crypto! Time Dilated Battlefields: 1 day in Abyss Layer 666 = 3 years of power grinding! Bloodline NFTs: Inherit skills from 13 extinct cosmic races! READER MAGNETS: Chapter 1 Hook: "The ritual demanded his mother's heart. Eldrin offered two — one demon, one divine." Mid-Series Twist: Hero becomes the final boss — "Why kill gods when I can own their believers?" Finale Payoff: A black hole wedding where Eldrin marries 4 heroines across collapsing realities! TROPES WE OWN: 1.Enemies-to-Godslayers 2.Academy Arc × Multiverse Conquest 3.Time Loop Tragedies 4."Build Your Own Pantheon" Progression VIRAL POTENTIAL: TikTok-Ready Moments: Dragon armadas exploding into coin showers! Webtoon Adaptation Gold: Kaleidoscopic battles across 12 art styles! Wiki Rabbit Hole: 144 divine hierarchies to obsess over! WARNING: This novel contains: Soul-crushing "Red Wedding" moments (RIP 8.7 billion NPCs) Game of Thrones-level political backstabs across 23 noble houses Addictive "Just One More Chapter" cliffhangers READER PRAISE: "MC starts weaker than a sick kitten but ends up deleting the final boss' save file!" "The Elden Ring of webnovels — every side character could headline their own epic!" START READING NOW — Before Eldrin resets the multiverse again!
dong11902 · 1.6K Views

I'm in love with a grim reaper

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha was having a regular day at work until life threw a curveball—she meet and confronts Drogen, a grim reaper, in the garage, talk about tough luck. And just when things couldn’t get any worse… bam! a car crash. Dead? Yeah. But not for long. Drogen broke every grim reaper rule and brought her back to life, convinced she was the key to ending his curse. Now they’re bound by a blood pact, and things start getting weird. Natasha experiences flashes of a forgotten past—a past that’s somehow tied to Drogen. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist and she finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But here's the thing, these two were never supposed to meet again. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.
ELF_QUEEN · 119.9K Views

THE RISE OF THE ABSOLUTE

In a universe where transmigrators are mere pieces in a cosmic game, Nael Supremium stands out as the storm that no god dares control. His soul, which transcends reality itself, is so powerful that neither his physical forms, his bloodlines, nor his very consciousness could bear its weight – so it had to be sealed along with his identity to preserve his body. He is a Supreme Nephilim, the explosive result of a fusion between Supreme Celestial blood and Supreme Original Demon blood, possessing a latent power so mysterious that even his system—and other transmigrators’ "golden fingers"—proved insignificant compared to his true essence. Yet, do not be deceived: Nael is not invincible. He is vulnerable when trying to control even a fraction of that power. He bleeds, grows tired, and bears scars from a brutal past – after all, in another life, he reduced a third of the Earth to ashes. His strength lies, above all, in a silent pact: no one will make him kneel. Transcend his limits, and even the Primordials will not hear your screams echoing in the void. The world knows several types of transmigrators: The Villains of Destiny: Those who challenge the heavens with arrogance; The Sons of the Heavens: Blessed with divine domains; The Conquerors: Architects of empires with their "golden fingers"; The Harem Lords: Collectors of beauties – whom Nael tolerates... to a point. But there is one type he hates: NTRadors, parasites who steal other people's bonds for pleasure. For those, Nael doesn't want to see around and if they dare to think about putting the wrong finger in the wrong places. It's not revenge — it's cosmic justice. Hidden in the mortal realm thanks to his mother, Celestia Supremium – the Ruler of Space-Time and Light – Nael conceals the Donor’s Physique, a cursed inheritance that turns any intimate relationship into divine ascensions, yet proves useless to its possessor. His disguise? A "failure" under the care of Elowen, his enigmatic maid, who hides a secret: she is the Mother of Fates, bearer of the Celestial Destiny Soul of Beginnings, and one of the last Supreme Luminaries. Meanwhile, his sister, Anael Supremium, a transmigrator as feared as both him and their mother, weaves intrigues capable of redefining the balance between worlds. At his side stands only Kaelan – a cunning half-breed with a unique system that transforms emotions into resources for cultivation – who seems to understand him. Partner? Perhaps. A problem? Certainly. While Kaelan manipulates enemies with charm and chaos, Nael faces even greater threats: the Donor’s Physique attracts ravenous goddesses and desperate deities, his sister plays chess with souls, and the NTRers emerge like shadows daring to disrupt his path. What awaits Nael? Intense battles in which he unleashes fragments of his power, risking the destruction of everything around him; Ancestral secrets about his Nephilim lineage and the massacre that scarred him; Fragile alliances with beings who seek to use him—including the Ruler of Space-Time, who did not abandon him out of love? Or was it? Kaelan, transforming emotions into resources and unable to resist any enticing miniskirt, while Nael wonders why he still breathes; And the NTRers, who will learn, in the worst possible way, that some limits can never be crossed. Nael does not seek to be a hero or a tyrant. He fights to avoid becoming the monster he once was, but when pushed, he will show that even the devil himself may seem like an angel compared to him. The Rise Of The Absolute is a saga where power and redemption collide, and every choice Nael makes is a step between the salvation of the cosmos and his own damnation. "Do you want a god? A villain? A myth? A Supremium? Be careful what you wish for." — Nael Supremium, before reducing the Abyss of Eternal Tears to dust.
NaelSupremium · 3.7K Views

The Outcast: The Shadow of The Wall

"As the Supreme Commander of The Wall, my duty is clear: to hold back the threats from the south—mutant monsters, ogres, cyclops, or... hopefully not... the return of the orcs. The kings and lords of Middle Earth do not care. To them, we are just a bunch of 'Outcasts,' exiled criminals and soldiers pushed to the margins. That’s fine. It's better if they stay out of our way. Corrupt politicians rarely care about real security." He looks down at the Outcast barracks below, where the central headquarters commands the entire Wall, separating the south from the main continent. Wisps of smoke rise from the kitchens, carrying the scent of salty, stale soup. The Outcasts atone for their sins or suppress their grief through dangerous missions in exchange for a few gold coins, following the rigorous standards set long ago. Such is life at The Wall. "I, Oldman, am not a religious man. But I interpret the legacy of past eras as a reminder: The world has never truly been at peace. The evil forces of all ages—fragments, orcs, or dragons—will always lurk. Humans, dwarves, elves, whoever they may be, could end up killing each other, driven by cunning deceit. And now, the only barrier holding back the southern threat is The Wall... and us, the Outcasts. Perhaps history will remember us as nameless heroes, or perhaps it will forget us. But as long as I stand here, I will not allow the monsters from the south and other darknesses to spread across the continent again." "I am Oldman... In a world that has cast us out, we stand amidst the darkness. We have no land, no name, only this path. We are the shadows behind this wall. We are the forgotten guardians of the world. We are the Outcasts, and we will endure, or die on our path."
azvein · 3.3K Views
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