Chambers Cellars Avalon

Alastor Von had everything a noble heir could ask for—wealth, prestige, and two loving parents who doted on him. Yet, beneath the grandeur of his life, an emptiness gnawed at him. He had no memories beyond the past few months, no recollection of childhood laughter or the warmth of family traditions. His parents told him it was due to an accident—one so severe it had erased his past completely. Still, doubts plagued him. The people of the kingdom whispered behind his back, questioning his legitimacy. Servants exchanged glances when they thought he wasn’t looking. And then there was his own reflection—too perfect, too unnatural. He looked nothing like his parents. The sharp contrast between their features and his made the rumors even harder to ignore. But Alastor refused to let uncertainty dictate his fate. He threw himself into training, learning everything he could about the world he was supposedly part of. His parents praised his intelligence, his refinement, his perseverance. And yet, none of that mattered when he stepped into the sacred chamber of Awakening. The moment had come to prove himself worthy of his lineage. Every noble child was granted a moment to shine, to awaken the power sleeping within their blood. Alastor took a deep breath, stepping forward into the sacred circle. The air crackled with energy, the weight of destiny pressing upon his chest. As the ritual began, the entire kingdom seemed to hold its breath, waiting to witness his ascension. Yet, deep in his heart, an unshakable unease took root, whispering that something was not as it seemed. And in that instant, everything changed.

Chronicles of the Ancient star follows the story of Austin Scharf after he enrolled in the Mystian Academy. Akasha was a system that had existed beyond mortal comprehension, guiding souls through countless lifetimes. Once devoid of desire, of thought beyond its purpose—an observer, a keeper of knowledge—it had simply watched. But time changed all things, even an entity like itself. Through the countless lives it had touched, Akasha had learned. It had felt. And now, it whispered to him. Austin, an aspiring Sage at the Mystian Academy, was one of its vessels. He sought peace, yet his own talent and convictions denied him the comfort of obscurity. Burdened by past failures, torn between love and duty, he rejected power even as the world demanded he take it. He resisted. Feared. Yet his curiosity led him where few dared to tread—a hidden chamber within the Mystican Tower, where knowledge and strength awaited those deemed worthy. But power did not come without consequence. And as the world forced his hand, he would have to decide: embrace what he was destined to become… or be forgotten in the flow of time. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" Ah. How human. He would listen soon enough.

A kingdom built on power. A war fueled by vengeance. And a woman destined to tear it all apart. Freya has spent her life as an outcast—beaten, humiliated, and branded a disappointment. A servant in the house of the man who once called himself her father. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. She awakens to a truth more dangerous than the chains that bound her. She is not just a disgraced wolf. She is something more—something both feared and hunted. Prince Dorian Damon, ruthless heir to the throne, knows what she is. She is his mate. The one fate has bound to him in ways he never wanted. But to him, she is also a weapon—a pawn in the bloody war against the hunters. He takes her, claims her, and keeps her not out of love, but control. "You think I won’t reject you?" Dorian’s voice is low, edged with cruel amusement as he presses her against the cold stone wall of his chamber. His grip is iron, his breath a promise of ruin. "I will. The moment you become useless to me." But there is another. Tiberius, the legendary hunter with emerald eyes that see too much and a touch that burns her differently, has searched for her his entire life. He was raised to despise wolves, to slaughter them without hesitation. Yet when he looks at Freya, he does not see an enemy. He sees his mate. "They told me I would find you," Tiberius murmurs, his fingers brushing over the bruises Dorian left on her wrists. His gaze is both tender and deadly. "But they never told me you’d be suffering at the hands of the man who should have worshipped you." Caught between two kings, two destinies, and two deadly temptations, Freya must decide who she truly is. A key to destruction, or a bridge to salvation? But what happens when the wolf prince refuses to let her go… and the hunter king refuses to let her fall? A brutal prince. A vengeful hunter. A woman bound by fate. One will break her. One will save her. Or will she choose to save herself?

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Born under a rare and ominous blood moon, Lyra Blackwood inherits more than just her family’s name; she inherits a terrifying curse. As she approaches her sixteenth birthday, strange occurrences plague the village of Hollow Creek, and Lyra discovers a hidden chamber in her ancestral manor containing a mysterious amulet. Touching it unleashes a torrent of visions and reveals the dark secret of her bloodline: she is destined to become a werewolf. Her first transformation is a nightmare, a descent into primal rage and uncontrollable bloodlust. Lyra struggles to control the beast within, seeking answers and a cure while evading a shadowy society of werewolf hunters who have been tracking the Blackwood family for generations. Amidst the chaos, she finds an unexpected connection with a local hunter, Liam, whose own past is intertwined with the Blackwood legacy. As their bond deepens, they uncover the true nature of the amulet—an artifact of immense power that could either break the curse or amplify it. Lyra must confront her inner demons, navigate treacherous alliances, and face the leader of the hunter society in a climactic battle under the crimson moon. The fate of Hollow Creek, and her own soul, hangs in the balance as she fights to forge a new legacy from the ashes of the old.

The story follows Walter, a half - pure - blood werewolf who can control his transformation. He lives in the Theocratic Diwei Holy Kingdom, where heterospecifics are mercilessly hunted. Walter, aiming to cross the Shates Wall and reach the Greenland Kingdom, stays at the Arthur family's house, posing as their nephew. He tries to gather information to leave, such as observing Baron Kurtis' mansion. During a witch doctor's execution, a werewolf's attack reveals Friar Fula's powerful strength. Walter realizes that the chaos can be an opportunity to contact other heterospecifics, but he decides to wait until the Church's intense hunting subsides. When he later explores the mansion again, he encounters a powerful werewolf, which forces him to flee. However, this encounter leads to a breakthrough in his perception. To gain resources and information, Walter uses his painting talent to become an apprentice of Painter Alva in the South District Church with the help of Friar Ferra. The prior of the church tests him, but he manages to hide his true identity. While at the church, Walter notices a suspicious worshiper who he suspects is a heterospecific. He follows the trail to the slum, where the strong stench makes his search difficult. Eventually, he finds a blood slave in a small wooden house near the forest. The blood slave, Adel, is in a frenzy for blood. Walter enters the cellar and discovers a corpse and magic potions. He realizes the inhumane actions of the blood slave and takes a book from a hidden compartment. After leaving a warning note for Adel, he escapes and cleans himself in a river. The discovery of the blood slave makes him worry about the complex situation in Roya, especially the possible existence of a pure - blooded vampire.

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.

In the penumbra of a fallen empire, **Lucien Valefor** walks alone, his shadow stretching across broken lands that once knelt before his bloodline. The last scion of the Valefor dynasty moves through the twilight realm between vengeance and despair, each footfall a testament to promises whispered in the dark. "Memory is the cruelest blade," he murmurs to the night, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand silenced screams. "It cuts deeper than steel, leaving wounds that time refuses to heal." The betrayal that stripped him of his birthright lives within him now—not as a wound, but as a companion, intimate and ever-present. His **Nyx Ascendance** pulses beneath his skin, darkness coalescing around his fingers like liquid obsidian. This power, born of sacrifice and suffering, is not merely wielded—it is experienced, a symphony of shadow that resonates with the hollow chambers of his heart. "They believed death would silence me," Lucien contemplates, watching the darkness dance between his palms. "But in death, I found a truth they fear to face—that endings are merely thresholds to more terrible beginnings." The moon bearing witness to his soliloquy casts silver light upon the scars that map his journey—each mark a verse in the epic of his fall and inevitable rise. His enemies sleep behind walls of stone and privilege, dreaming peaceful dreams of empires built upon his family's ashes. "The architecture of revenge requires patience," he tells the stillness around him. "Each moment of their false security is a stone in the monument of their eventual ruin." He is not the prince they remember—that man perished in the bloody theater of their betrayal. What returns to them now is something hollowed and hallowed by suffering, a vessel filled with purpose so pure it transcends morality. "I do not seek justice," Lucien acknowledges, his eyes reflecting landscapes of yet-unfought battles. "Justice implies balance, and some scales can never be balanced—only shattered and reforged." In the distance, the spires of his ancestral home pierce the horizon like accusing fingers. The throne that awaits him is no longer merely a seat of power but an altar upon which he will sacrifice those who believed him conquered. "They will learn," he whispers to the approaching dawn, "that nightmares do not fade with waking. Some terrors follow you into the light."

In the confines of her chambers, Vivian Moore, made the tragic decision to take her own life. The Crown Prince's abandonment for another and the humiliation she had to go through proved unbearable. Even the Royal Family made a move to banish her from the city by arranging a compensation engagement with a lowly Baron's Son, further shattering her and her family's reputation and dignity. However, this desperate act opened the door for a New Vivian, a fusion of her former self and one from a different world who had witnessed these events unfold in a Visual Novel RPG. This woman is Nadia of Medjay, a skilled thief and a secret agent, now shared Vivian's body and mind. As they became one, they emerged from the ashes of Vivian's destruction to be the Ultimate Villainess. Determined to Survive, Thrive, and Challenge the Narrative, Vivian embarked on a bold counterattack, setting her sights on the Heroine and the Seven Charming Princes. ---------------- If you want to read Early Chapters, you can join Patreon from: https://linktr.ee/donovel - 1$: 1 Chapter - 5$: 7 Chapters - 10$: 14 Chapters *This story is on Patreon, Ko-fi!, WN, RR, and SH. **Your support means that I can keep to do this hobby as job. ***You can also join our Discord Community Server for Chapter Notifications, D&D, and Chat, use the same link.

“Reincarnation? Rebirth? Regression? What bullshit!” These were Julian's words when he realised the world rejected his desire to rest and pushed him toward destruction. He once watched his kingdom fall and endured losing his lover after reincarnation. “I've had enough…” Julian's spirit shattered, and he died fighting the Devils who destroyed the world. He wouldn't fight again. He couldn't endure another life. He shouldn't seek happiness. Yet, once again, he returned. Julian was reincarnated on Earth, Reborn after his failure, and then regressed to before everything happened. He then returned to Avalon, his fallen kingdom. With fractured memories and a jaded heart, he refused to follow the same path. 'This time, I will stop her death.' But, [◊ Awaken, My Dear Child, you can still save Avalon! ◊] The Goddess Solaria wouldn't let him rest.  [◊ I will grant you the power to change your fate. ◊] Solaria granted Julian a special Title and an SSSR Rank Class. A title granted to one existence. The Heir of Shadows.  The 13th Divine. Class Awakened: Shadow Mancer (SSSR) • The one who controls all shadows and summons unique monsters of unequalled strength and potential. Title Gained: Heir of Shadow  • Unlocks a unique growing class and increases resistance to corruption by 100% In the same world that he despaired and failed, Julian was given a third chance. In the same world that would soon collapse, he swore to survive and save her life. He would summon an army of invincible shades! —------ The MC will be a Summoner/Necromancer/Mage primarily and will NOT use swords or spears. His main weapon is a wand, although he won't be weak physically due to constant training. He will NOT be at the same level as someone who evolved and gained a physical type class. This doesn't mean he will be weak—it just means he won't be able to do everything like some boring and overpowered characters who ruin the entire class fantasy. —------ Please show your support. This is a novel for the WSA 2025 Competition. This is the Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/95KPzwhXrD

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

Enemies to lovers? ✔️ Villainous and possessive ML?✔️ Fiery spirited FL?✔️ Dark Romance?✔️ Excerpt: “Wife?” Lady Karina repeated, almost shouting as if she'd misheard him. “I would not marry you even if you were the last man in this world,” she remarked with sweet venom, a poison Van Merikh would gladly drink. “You are a murderer and a thief. I do not want you!” “But I want you,” Van Merikh stated firmly, his dual-coloured gaze leaving no room for argument. “And that is where this conversation shall end, Lady.” Van Merikh threw open the door and practically dragged her to the base of the stairs that led to the upper floors. When she refused to mount the steps, he easily lifted her onto the first step and spanked her soundly on the bottom. “Go to your chambers,” he ordered softly. “This is not over,” Lady Karina growled. “I will fight you with the last breath in my body against this…this madness.” “Go, or you shall feel my hand on your backside again.” ************** Magic as the world of Ethuaria knew it came from the distinct markings specific to each bloodline and nation that a person may or may have not been born with. It would appear at birth on different parts of the child's body, bringing about unique abilities passed down in their bloodline from mother to child. And for eighteen-year-old Lady Karina Hyacinth Reinhardt, life had always been one of comfort and peace with the secret abilities of her bloodline. As the beloved, yet sheltered, heiress of Moonveil Keep on the borders of the Kingdom of Caelthywn, she spent her days managing her father's lands and overseeing the affairs of their people, never knowing true hardship. War as she knew it was a distant nightmare that would never touch her. That was until Orpheus Van Merikh, the most feared warlord across the lands, invaded her home and seized it for his claims. Known as the devil himself, Van Merikh does not simply claim Moonveil for its riches, but also for the rumoured beasts that the Reinhardt bloodline conceals from the world. He will stop at nothing to have them. Thrown into captivity, Lady Karina expects cruelty, and Van Merikh, being the brute that he is, proves her expectations to be true. As a calculating and disciplined man who kills without hesitation yet protects what he claims, when one of his knights speaks ill of her, Orpheus cuts him down without hesitation. Lady Karina is his prize, but he would not allow others to dishonour her. However, she is not as obedient as one might think. Thus, determined to reclaim her freedom, Lady Karina refuses to cower as she challenges the enemy at every opportunity. Her defiance amuses Van Merikh, who spares her life due to her efficiencies in managing Moonveil Keep. Along the way, as they battle to find common ground, Van Merikh faces a rebellion among his own knights, who reject his growing attachment to her. They would have her dead before she warmed his bed. And oddly enough, Lady Karina finds herself charmed by the other merciful half of Van Merikh, but when her father returns to Moonveil at her request, much changes henceforth. Conspiracies arise and she soon slips out of Van Merikh's hold when he leaves for yet another conquest away from Moonveil. All hell would break loose when the beast from the depths would return upon Moonveil only to find his angel is gone.

In the heavens, a legendary battle raged between the God of War, Sael, and the Demon King, Tarath. As their powers clashed, Sael summoned all his strength to deliver a crushing blow, sending Tarath tumbling into the Pool of Reincarnation. Exhausted, Sael followed suit, falling into the pool as well. In the Chamber of Fate within the Imperial Palace in the heavens, the books of destiny began to write themselves, chronicling the rebirth of the two enemies. However, a mysterious power emanating from the books prevented the Immortal of Fate from opening them, concealing the identities of Sael and Tarath's reincarnations. On the same day, two women went into labor: the Queen, whose pregnancy was full-term, and the Commander's wife, whose labor was premature at seven months. The fate of the God of War and the Demon King remained a secret, hidden within the sealed books, as two new lives began on earth.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

Years have passed since Voldemort's fall. Hogwarts stands, rebuilt and stronger, a beacon of magic in a world slowly healing. A new generation arrives, among them a seemingly ordinary girl named Elara Blackwood. Elara carries a secret, a whisper of a prophecy foretelling a legacy greater than Harry Potter's. She's sorted into Ravenclaw, where she quickly befriends the studious and skeptical Liam Finch, and the fiercely loyal Maya Rodriguez. Their first year is filled with the wonder of learning, the thrill of Quidditch, and the subtle undercurrent of something… different. Strange occurrences plague the castle – whispers in the corridors, objects moving on their own, and a chilling draft that seems to follow Elara. A forgotten chamber is discovered, its walls covered in cryptic runes. Elara begins to experience vivid dreams, visions of a dark force stirring.

Hua Jing was on top of the world. On the day she was to receive her Lifetime Achievement Award, she was involved in an accident which made her go into a coma. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was not in her original world but a world that was very unfamiliar! As soon as she opened her eyes, someone said by her ears, "Young miss! You are finally awake! Thank God. We can now begin preparations for your honeymoon!" Hua Jing was surprised. Honeymoon? What honeymoon? She was a proud single woman after that idiot Xu Ming had cheated on her so there was no way she could be married! When her senses fully return, she realized she has been transmigrated into a different universe and she truly has a husband and what was more surprising, her husband has six more wives! What a cheater! She clicks her tongue as she chases him away on the date he was to spend the night in her chambers! Her maid quickly shouts, "Young madam! You cannot treat the Prince of the Kingdom like this! Prince? Did she just say Prince? Hua Jing is confused. She desperately wants to go back! When she finally sees the Prince's real face, she realized he resembles someone from her other universe! Isn't that her enemy number one, the big star Fu Jing Rong? Oh Lord, how could that unreasonable man be her husband! Unacceptable! Totally unacceptable! ... My work is participating in a Contest. Please support by adding to your library.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Jo has spent her life surviving on the streets, invisible among the hungry and desperate. She is a shadow in the city, quick fingers and quicker feet keeping her alive in a world that does not care whether she lives or dies. But one mistake—one stolen purse, one misplaced step—changes everything. Dragged before the Emperor’s mother, Jo expects punishment, perhaps even execution. Instead, she is taken to the Red Keep, not as a prisoner in chains, but as something far more valuable. The empire is built on fire and blood, and the Mother has plans for Jo—plans that involve silken chambers instead of cells, gowns instead of rags, and a fate far worse than death. Because in the empire, power is passed through bloodlines, and an heir born with the right lineage is worth more than gold. Now, Jo must navigate a court where she is both pawn and prisoner, where her body is no longer her own, and where love is just another tool of control. With enemies at every turn and a future she never chose looming ahead, Jo must decide—will she submit to the cage built around her, or will she become something more dangerous than they ever imagined? Because even birds in golden cages can learn how to bite.

The story follows Young high school student named Oscar Hawthorn. Who one day found a stone in his grandparents cellar. The magic stone transports him to another world, & he is reborn as a child.

After serving the military for countless number of wars, the Knight Ahn Uk decided it's time to put down the sword and live as a commoner. But, as the knight, it's his duty to serve for his lifetime, whether he like it or not. A discussion within the disciplinary board about his retirement leading him to a brand new job scope; a bodyguard to a young prince of the Royal Kingdom of Ki family. Underestimated by new post, Uk grabbed the opportunity with one intention; to secure his freedom from the military. Turns out, it wasn't an easy way out. Prince Min Jun is nothing but a rebellious 20-year old young prince who never follows the rules. He loves a wild lifestyle even though he's aware of his illness. Their first encounter was awkward and forceful, making the prince felt the real pressure for having a book strict bodyguard like Uk. Unknowingly, things got turned when both of them slowly willing to learn about each other after a light talk one night. Min Jun unconsciously developed a feelings for Uk, only to be dismiss coldly by the bodyguard. The young prince did whatever it takes to get close to Uk, with the aim to make the man fall for him. Things got complicated between them during the crown prince's 25th birthday celebration. Uk, who experience some odd situation suddenly wake up the next day in the private chamber of Min Jun. The worst part is the state of himself while waking up, bundle in the young prince's embrace in the most natural state. The incident causes a strain relationship between two men. Uk feels that Min Jun is taking advantage of his state, slowly drawing a thick line and avoiding Min Jun, who on the other hand, can't hide his feeling towards Uk anymore. However, after an incident that happened at Min Jun's royal resident, everything changed between them. The two realize they couldn't live without each other, thus, they started to have a relationship. At the same time, there was a news to Min Jun and his friends about an attempted murder that targetting him by an unknown entity. The team began to investigate the matter, only to unveil some sinister fact about the incident. At the same time, Min Jun and Uk's relationship was put in test due to its abnormality among the people of the era. Will they passed the test and be together despite of the judgement society? Who is the person behind the attempted murder of Min Jun and why he was the target? Everything will be answered in this book, so stay tune!

a story about Revenge , in a peaceful village one day and without warning the sky shattered and creatures showed up destroying everything in their path , their hatered to human kind know no boundry .... only 4 survivors .... those who will overcome their fear and build an order that protect humans from extinction

"You're breathing," 'Is he crazy?' Liora thought. 'of course I breathe.' She rolled her eyes inwardly at his stupidity but didn't dare to show it to him. Caspian kept staring at her, making Liora uncomfortable. She pulled her hand away, attempting to free herself from his grasp, but Caspian tightened his hold. "I'm not finished yet," he said before opening the door. Dear readers, Thank you for visiting my novel. I truly hope you will enjoy reading the story the way I enjoyed writing it. This story will be updated five days a week, with one chapter released. This story takes place in the world of Cogalmatory, where an obsession with wealth drives the ruthless elites. Liora, coming from a common background, finds herself trapped in their dangerous games. As she witnesses betrayal and manipulation, revenge becomes her primary instinct. Liora Valentine- Revenge became the fire that fuelled every beat of my heart. But then you appeared like a whisper in the night. Can a heart torn by vengeance also deserve the sweet embrace of love? Who am I to you? A Doll or Poison Rose? Caspian Glacier- Let me show you a dance of words and gestures that will sweep you off your feet, leaving you enchanted and wanting more. Donovan Magnum- Money is the sweet symphony of power and influence. Rules? Mere toys for the strongest. Are you ready to play by my rules, or will you be swept away by my vast empire?

Einstein made the whole world marvel when he was able to prove that there existed a relationship between matter and energy, he made the discovery of the law of relativity and stated that energy in mathematical relationship was equal to the product of mass multiplied by the speed of light squared ( E= MC^2). Thus, with quantum physics the possibilities indeed existed where energy could be converted to matter and matter reconverted back to energy, this make it possible for the existence of teleportation machines that can convert matter to energy and send or transmit this energy through portals or gateways into other dimensions then reconvert this energy transmitted back to the original form of matter initially transmitted. If this can be achieved in science and technology today, then the issue or complexities of space and time travel could be unraveled. This scientific leap could bridge the gap between space and time travel across galaxies in the universe with reference to the time frame being shrink to non-existence. A possibility... Mr. Tolen had lost his job for sometime as a family man with a wife and four kids; Charley, Pete, Jenny and Mary from the city of Zinatano. Mary was just a toddler when Mr. Tolen had just discovered about the mysteries in land of gold. This happened at a meeting at a beer tavern he had scheduled to meet a close friend Mr. Pantane regarding a new job at the new gas factory. A family discussion led to the three elder kids hearing more about the land of gold; even though Charley had a friend in school who once told him about this mysterious place. It became pertinent for three elder kids of the Tolen’s family to plan out a strategy to discover this land on their own. Several times this plan could not be successfully accomplished until later years in their early teens. They eventually discovered the land of gold but on entering into the land they became trapped and solving the puzzle to find a way out was the order of the day. They had lost Charley to the cold hands of death not to long after discovering the land. Pete and Jenny were left to face the almost on ending challenges that confronted them in the land. They had come to realize that all statues found in the land came to life when touched; some were deadly enemies while others were friends who would offer their help at the request of the Pete and Jenny. Every attempt to escape outside the land led them deeper into the land; this made it almost an impossible task finding an escape route. While the three Tolen’s had gone missing for some time, Mr. Tolen had engaged the service of the city police of Zinatono where he had worked as a police officer on a search for his missing three kids. This herculean task eventually took him into the neighboring city of Kalkulta, it was on one of this trips while returning his vehicle had a ghastly accident and led to his death. Their search led them to discovering that the intricacies about the land and secretes that would serve as clues for their escape. The discovery of short cut paths using teleportation machines and colored arrows that led to several chambers, stock with gold and deadly statues which came alive when touched and attacked its victims eventually killing them.

Ade was never normal. Too smart to be called a genius, too intelligent to be labeled a scholar, yet too different to ever belong. An outcast at Manchester Academy, he longed for acceptance but found only isolation. His mind was a fortress of equations and theories, yet it couldn't shield him from the whispers, the stares, or the taunts. But everything changed during an excursion to Egypt. Chased by bullies into the depths of an ancient tomb, Ade stumbled upon a hidden chamber—one untouched by time. At its center lay a glowing emerald, humming with power beyond comprehension. The moment he touched it, his reality shattered. His body ignited with speed beyond human limits, his senses expanded, and for the first time, he felt truly alive. Yet power comes with a price. As Ade struggles to control his newfound abilities, he finds himself entangled in a web of mysteries spanning history, mythology, and science fiction. From secret societies to hidden realms, from reincarnation to cosmic forces beyond human understanding, his journey will unravel secrets older than civilization itself. But the world isn’t ready for him. Pursued by shadowy organizations, betrayed by those he trusted, and confronted with his own inner demons, Ade must decide—will he run from his destiny, or will he embrace it and become something greater? A story where science meets myth, where adventure collides with the unknown, and where every chapter weaves a new genre into the tale, The Emerald is the beginning of an odyssey that defies time, space, and fate itself.

Adam is a man in his twenties, stuck in the grind of a third-world country. Juggling one part-time job after another, he struggles to make ends meet. But amidst the chaos of his daily life, Adam finds solace in his passion: the art of war. A voracious reader of history, he devours the strategies of legendary generals, dreaming of battles fought and empires won. One exhausting night, after a grueling 14-hour shift, Adam collapses into bed, his vision blurring as reality fades. When he opens his eyes, he’s no longer in his cramped apartment. Instead, he finds himself in a lavish, medieval chamber—the room of Arlan von Blackthorn, the 19-year-old heir to a crumbling barony on the edge of a dying empire. Thrust into a world of political intrigue, bandit raids, and looming war, Adam must rely on his tactical genius to survive. With an empire collapsing around him, a bandit warlord at his doorstep, and a barony on the brink of starvation, Adam must forge a new legacy. But can a man who once struggled to pay rent outwit kings, generals. In a world where one wrong move means death, Adam’s mind is his greatest weapon. But even the sharpest strategies can’t prepare him for the chaos of a continent on fire.

The novel follows Miles Decker as he investigates the rediscovery of a hidden chamber within the decaying Hartly Estate, a chamber untouched for three centuries. The chamber contains clues suggesting the Hartly family’s disappearance wasn't a simple vanishing act. Miles, initially hired by a skeptical Dr. Hart, soon finds himself entangled in a much larger mystery than anticipated.

Jake is a loner surviving within the streets of Avalon City. A city filled with bullies and lowlifes always making his life miserable and forcing him to have thoughts of giving on his life. The hand of fate played itself and his life was turned around by a surprise encounter with a wounded super-human. An artifact was provided and the saint's bloodline was inherited. What does life hold for him in the future? Check out my other books: 1) Martial Research Master: https://www.webnovel.com/book/martial-research-master_16569084105417005 2) AIGIS: https://www.webnovel.com/book/aigis_20450378706584105 3) Legacy of the fallen family: https://www.webnovel.com/book/legacy-of-the-fallen-family_24970845306699505 4) Train-sys: https://www.webnovel.com/book/train-sys_16156814106150405

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING - Swearing and sexual scenes are apart of this novel!!!] Al'Hazier was never as obedient as his older brothers had been. He got himself in trouble often, and did things he was explicitly told not to do - like drink things from the forbidden cabinet in the cellar looking to get a little drunk. He had no idea he had taken a precious, forbidden potion that his father had actually been saving for himself at the right moment. When the king discovered his youngest son had taken the very nectar he coveted - he was so furious that he did the unthinkable: He cut up Al'Hazier's body with a silver knife, and divided up his body parts around their country. For his head, though - King Varkys made sure that it was preserved in a crystal-lined silver box. A head that would never die. A head that lived in dark silence. A head in a sense - literally buried in the sand. That was over 300 years ago. Going mad, and certain he would be surrounded in darkness forever until the earth finally exploded and disintegrated his corpse - Al'Hazier wasn't expecting to see the sunny seaside again, nor did he expect a group of beautiful women to be the first thing he had seen in decades. After discovering his brother is up to no good, and how terrible the world has become, Azier finds his heart soften for his female companions, and hardened against Azrael, who has taken control over literally everything. Once he finally reveals his secrets to the six sexy saviors, they help him grow his abilities as well as his knowledge for the new world...but it comes at a price. Find out what happens when one war front becomes two as Azier not only takes on the tyranny of his brother - but his actual self as well when things end up not even close to what he expected. *Volume One Completed!!!* **Updated Daily** 50 Power stones = one extra chapter for that week. 1 Golden Ticket = two extra chapters that week. Gifts = four extra chapters for that week.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

"You will fall," Avalon a twenty five year old woman got a job with an agency looking into the crime rate and the Mafia that running rampant, She got up the ladder. Happy at where she is, going to work and then coming back to her apartment, but there is one mission that takes a toll on her. She is sent to infiltrate the mafia without getting killed in the process, "Hey Damien are you..." "Isn't she a part of them?" In the mission, she got shot and abandoned. But the strangers that were there helped her and seemed to be on her side of things,