Book Leap Of Faith

The Book of Poetry is a collection of poems written by me about my lost love Nyla. For more information, Nyla is just an imagination of mine who is not alive nor dead. But I'm still waiting for her even though i know she won't come.

[PARTS 98/100 PUBLISHED] [PARTS 0/100 REVISED AND EDITED] ⭐ Ranked #1 on Wattpad for "Cosmic Horror" and "Thought-provoking" Categories ⭐ Artwork for this novel is available on the Official DeviantArt Page here: https://www.deviantart.com/aizarikijaz ~ "EXISTENTIAL WOES", a song composed for this book and intended to be used for the trailer once its finished, is available on Spotify and Apple Music here: https://open.spotify.com/album/7ca13sfaeFENraFqAMNR1i?si=w612hymRSK2fC1xhFc146g https://music.apple.com/us/album/existential-woes-ep/1779593223 ~ The Official Instagram Page for "The Book of Abbadon" can be visited here: https://www.instagram.com/bookofabbadon/profilecard/?igsh=M2NyYnRuZm9iOHE= ... ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This story is targeted towards young adults and it contains Mature Content such as: - Vulgar Language - Graphic Depictions of Violence and Gore - Graphic Depictions of Sex and Nudity - Potentially Offensive Religious Themes You must be at least 18 years or older in order to read this story, and by reading it, you do so at your own risk. Reader's discretion is advised.

Is it faith or a coincidence? Everyone asks themselves that question at least one time. But do they really have an answer?

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Upon learning that her fiancé, Charles Delavoix, betrayed her, Isabella Vermier, a young, broken noble lady whose house and family were ruined, had been given a second chance to relive her life 10 years before her execution. Just when she thought she would be able to exact her revenge on the second prince, she found herself in the middle of secret traditions, rituals, magic, a clan of wolves, a clan of vampires, and most of all, an entanglement of a love affair with the crown prince. She needed to find a way to reach her goals by choosing the right choices from a mysterious book she found, or all of her plans, beliefs, and vision of a peaceful life would be for nothing. *** Original Story

The world is being invaded by all kind of monster and dungeon. Earth is facing its doom, But the Will of the Earth wouldn't let the invader do as it wants. With its power, the Will of the Earths created the World System, and give the Human a fighting chance against the Invader. Unbeknownst to Earth, an being not supposed to be there, had transmigrated inside a female body. They had its own System, The Faith System. The rules of the world, does not applie to them, as they do not belong there. What will they do? Would they save the Earth? Would they kill off everyone living on Earth? Or would they dominate the world? Only the Unknown being knows, what its choice was. "Zafkiel...Dance of the Shikigame...Everything will be Mine" The unknown being, spoke to itself. ......... ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| A/N: How was it? Curious are ya? A/N: This Novel is Inspired by [ I'm a Loli Clone ] and [ I'm a Loli ], Both of it are Written by [ The_Imperfect_Idol ] A/N: Slow Update by the Way...Maybe One Chapter or Two Chapter per month? Idk. A/N: I'm not a professional Writer, in fact! This Is my first time writing~ A/N: English is not! And definitely will Never be my First Languages! As much as I want it to be~ A/N: This Novel is for my own satisfaction—since daydreaming about this novel—Didn't work anymore~ (T^T)

In a world consumed by chaos, war, and corruption, where factions, criminal syndicates, countries, and religious groups battle endlessly for power, an unlikely hero emerges - Rushia, an innocent child with grand dreams of becoming a knight. Rushia's journey begins as a naive girl living in a small border town, obsessed with the romanticized tales of chivalry and heroism from her bedtime stories. While the world around her descends into darkness, her perspective remains pure and bright, driven by the simple desire to experience the adventurous life of a knight like the ones she admires. Unbeknownst to herself, Rushia's acts of kindness, selflessness, and bravery begin to shift the delicate balance of power in human society. Though she holds no noble intentions of protecting others, her name becomes legendary, inspiring awe and adoration in many, while instilling fear in her enemies. Despite the immense impact she has on the world stage, Rushia remains blissfully unaware of the weight she carries. In her mind, she is simply living out a grand and exciting quest, reveling in the thrill of adventure and the "coolness" of being a knight. As her renown grows and the chaos of the world rages on, Rushia's perspective never wavers from that of a wide-eyed child lost in a world of fantasy and innocence. She inadvertently becomes a beacon of hope and a symbol of courage, while maintaining a childlike glee in her perceived role as a storybook hero.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

To the world he was a villain, but to me he was my brother. In a world where death is the currency, how does one survive? how does one live and thrive? We do it the only way we know how....By Killing And as he goes down the path of revenge and death.... It's up to me to keep him sane. My brother, my savior, my avenging angel. but to the rest of the world He is Azrael, The First God of Death.

In the world of Euphoria, sword, magic and faith had dominated lives for centuries, ever since the catastrophic period commonly referred as The Joining nearly destroyed the world. Those born with magical abilities, strive to become a Magus and are highly sought after. Those talented in warfare, became Sword Masters and are the backbone of many kingdoms. Those touched by diety had elevated their own position immediately, since miracles and spells utilising faith are always in short supply. Every since The Joining, many monsters have crossed the boundaries of Euphoria. Whole knightly orders and wizard towers dedicated their lives in an attempt to eradicate monstrosities roaming this world. The question that many asked themselves was: What would happen if there was a group capable of using magic, even if at basic level, skilled in combat and had a patronage of a god? Many objected, seeing a future where their own position of power would be threatened and refused this offer. Although there were few pure and honest mages and knights. They gathered in secrecy, hiring trusted alchemists in an attempt to transmute a body, to create a blueprint perfect for their purpose. They prayed to various gods, old and new arrivals but there was only one Goddess that responded. Alchemists we're often dubbed by commoners and those of faith as witches. So they took it upon themselves to name their new creation, using the very same foul moniker to spite those that wronged them... (Warning this is an 18+ novel. There are heavy, adult themes in it. Enter at your own discretion).

This is an original novel about the lives of the first philosophers up to the present day. The estimated number of chapters will be 200-300.

Just a book of silly(mostly depressing) scribbles. It'll be gore and dark, read at your own risk:33

When the sky shattered, the world fell apart. The Fracture tore through the heavens, releasing energy that gave ordinary people extraordinary powers—and unleashed chaos. Nolan Gray, a drifting young man with no direction, gains a strange power to weave golden threads of light. While others rise as heroes or fall as villains, Nolan is left struggling to understand his gift and his role in the fractured world. Haunted by his past and desperate for answers, Nolan is drawn into the orbit of Seraphine, a fierce and battle-worn warrior searching for The Nexus—a fabled source of unimaginable power tied to The Fracture. With enemies closing in and tensions rising, Nolan must push his abilities to their limits as he’s forced to confront not only the dangers of the fractured world but also the shadows within himself. In a world splintered by power, Threads Of Faith is a story of survival, sacrifice, and the strength it takes to find hope in the cracks.

This is the story of Alvin, a master of martial arts who transmigrated to a world called Celestia, filled with magic and mystery. Alvin also had a cheat called the Book of Eternal Balance inside his soul. This book is capable of collecting eternal points and turning them into insights or purchasing other type knowledge. In this new life, as soon as Alvin transmigrated, he was flabbergasted to see that, having lived as a "single dog" for about 10,000 years, he now had a cute three-year-old daughter in this world. Even before he could see his cute daughter, he came to know that his daughter was going to be used as a sacrificial offering by a group of bastards. Alvin’s anger shot to the heavens upon learning this. Without any hesitation, he picked up his sword and went on a killing spree. Magicians capable of calling down tsunamis and meteors from the sky were cut down like cabbages under his blade. Weapon masters who practiced the way of weapons were beaten black and blue by his fists or directly had their chests pierced by his blade on that day. From that day, the reputation of the Red Devil spread all across Celestia, scaring even true gods. But nobody knew that ultimate villain who they called the Red Devil was now lying in a small bed in a sorry state. There was also a three-year-old cutie slowly feeding him medicine spoon by spoon, with a worried look on her face. In a fit of anger, Alvin had forgotten the fact that he was not the unrivaled master he used to be in his previous life. His body completely collapsed as a result of using the powers from his previous life. .............. Thus, the story of Alvin began in the new world. Years later, he became the true god who could control every element in the world at his will. Coupled with his identity as a martial arts master, he became an existence no one in Celestia dared to provoke. "We are ready to submit to you. Please accept the throne of the supreme ruler of Celestia," all the true god-level magicians and warriors stood before Alvin with worship and respect in their eyes. But the young man before them waved his hands in dismissal. He pulled a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy into his arms and said dismissively, "Not interested. I’m going fishing with my wife. If you have any work to do, ask Elen for help. She’s usually sitting idly at home every day." At the side, Alvin’s daughter rolled her eyes at her father. "You’re saying it as though you’re busy all the time."

"You were sent to kill me, weren't you?" She asked in a low yet enchanting voice as she traced the cold silvery blade with her slender fingers while a beautiful smile danced on her red plump lips. Tracing the sharp edge of the cold blade with her fingers, she taunted, "But here we are, and still, you can't bring yourself to do it." ... Lores of a powerful night creature were told, and yet those who told didn't believe in it themselves, for they'd ripped their existence from the pages of history and deduced them to myths until she emerged to live. She, a powerful night creature, whose race was erased from the history, and rumored to possess immense power in her blood, appeared in the oblivion world who doesn't know about her existence A young girl named Carline Valentine is enrolled at Shadowthorne Academy solely for protection, but what if this protection is the real danger itself? He enrolls into the academy as a transfer student but beneath this facade is a dangerous assassin on a mission. The hunter meets his prey but decides to play before killing, but when the game turns into addiction, he hesitates to kill. A dangerous attraction between an assassin and his target: will he kill her, or is it the beginning of a beautifully dark romance? …

Synopsis Gin, a regretful man in his late 20s, tragically passes away just as he discovers a newfound motivation for life. Filled with a desperate desire for a second chance, he beseeches the goddess of virtue to grant him the opportunity to live again in the same world, but with the ability to choose his own power. “…Is it not possible?” “No. It is not possible.” To his dismay, the goddess reveals that such a wish is beyond her capabilities, leaving Gin disheartened. However, unwilling to abandon his dreams of living on Earth with extraordinary abilities, he formulates a different request: "Grant me the power to become a god." Thus, embarks Gin's journey in another realm as he strives to return to his original world, driven by Faith, Lust, and the intertwined forces of Hypnosis. WARNING: Will contain HEAVY Futanari, Gender-Bender (Male/Female to Futa), and Mind Control/Mind Break in later chapters (Read the tags) Genre

Time from time I am getting ideas of :it would be nice story: I decided put thoughts into practice thanks AI and generate short stories based on mine passing thoughts.

Sia is struggling in her life, her love life, her work, all is a mess. One day while wandering she found a mysterious book, which is going to help her to change her life for good. Join Sia's journey of finding happiness. Author's thought: I am a big fan of Law of attraction and other self-help books, I usually make notes of what I read, but now instead of writing it down, I decided to write it in the form of a story. This book is like a story with information, so it might be boring for some people. But if you choose to read it, I am quite sure that you will like it. Thank you.

Death and Life is never ending cycle. Heroes fought hard to protect the people and world but they could not defeat the fate. Fate which bounds every soul and gods who decides fate of every being will be judged.

The Book Of Legends. A mystical of unknown proportions, with knowledge foretelling the past, present, and the future. Of time, space, and fate. Of nigh omniscience and nigh omnipotence. A book coveted by many, yet beholden to none. What secrets does it hold, and what does it entail? Yet it somehow managed to land in tne hands of a young, down-on-his-luck man. Find out what happens when the book starts to reveal the secrets of old, and what it will do for our young protagonist. Will he drown in the knowledge of the book, or will he rise and conquer it, ushering his own era?

Rina, a small child, was caught and sacrificed by the desperate villagers to their god to end the eternal winter that plagued their village. Saved by a wandering man his eyes slowly opened up to the world he knew so little about. "You shouldn't do something just because you were told, who told you that you need to breathe to live?, that you need to open your eyes to see?, you never know, maybe it's all in your head and you never needed to do such things in the first place but was believed to do so"

“Robert must be told,” Ned said. “If what you say is true, if even a part of it is true, the king must hear it for himself.” “And what proof shall we lay before him? My words against theirs? My little birds against the queen and the Kingslayer, against his brothers and his council, against the Wardens of East and West, against all the might of Casterly Rock? Pray, send for Ser Ilyn directly, it will save us all some time. I know where that road ends.” “Yet if what you say is true, they will only bide their time and make another attempt.” “Indeed they will,” said Varys, “and sooner rather than later, I do fear. You are making them most anxious, Lord Eddard. But my little birds will be listening, and together we may be able to forestall them, you and I.” He rose and pulled up his cowl so his face was hidden once more. “Thank you for the wine. We will speak again. When you see me next at council, be certain to treat me with your accustomed contempt. You should not find it difficult.” He was at the door when Ned called, “Varys.” The eunuch turned back. “How did Jon Arryn die?” “I wondered when you would get around to that.” “Tell me.” “The tears of Lys

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