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Gwyneth: The Space Master and Her Knight

What if the love you sacrificed everything for was doomed from the start? Born a Space Master, she can only fall in love once. The man she desires chooses another but still sacrifices his life to save hers. Unable to accept his death, the Space Master reverses time, determined to change his tragic fate. But each turn leads her to be reborn in a new place with no memories of the past. Fate keeps pulling her back to the same knight—only for the tragic ending to repeat. After hundreds of rebirths, exhaustion sets in, and she decides to give up on love, willing to live as a normal girl, incapable of feeling anything again. In her final life, she is reborn as Gwyneth, a bitter, disillusioned girl who doesn’t believe in love. She meets Clayton, a senior at the academy, a "good-for-nothing" with stunning cobalt-blue eyes, and though she falls for his beauty, his cowardice repulses her. But Gwyneth’s world shifts when she discovers that demon blood runs through her veins. And Clayton? He’s not the man he appears to be. Will she let her heart be moved once more? Or will she turn her back on love and embrace her destiny? Will she choose to become the Demon Monarch’s heir, conquering all realms, or remain the Space Master, risking everything to protect the world from the demon invasion? Blurp: “Senior Clay,” Gwen said, turning to him, “did you bring any money by chance?” Clayton gave her a deadpan look. “Do you think I had time to grab money when someone kidnapped me in broad daylight?” “For the last time,” she snapped, “I didn’t kidnap you. Why do I feel like you have a personal grudge against me?” “Well, perhaps it's because someone once used me as a betting tool? That was the first time I accepted a girl's confession, and she left before I even got her name.” Gwen flushed, caught off guard by his pointed remark. “Okay, I was wrong,” she admitted begrudgingly. “What do you want me to do to make it up to you?” “You don’t need to do anything,” he said, crossing his arms. “Because I don’t plan to forgive you.” Gwen’s eye twitched. Of all the people she’d met, none were as insufferable as this guy. Her fingers twitched, tempted to summon a fire spirit to scorch him or an ice spirit to freeze him solid. No, perhaps feeding him to a carnivorous plant spirit would be the most satisfying solution. Yet, even in her frustration, she couldn’t shake the strange feeling that she didn’t want him to hate her.
VorstinStory · 9.5K Views

The Wandering Samurai and his Beloved General (BL)

"In Qiyuan, kissing is an act of mutual surrender. To ask for a kiss is to ask someone to be yours, while offering yourself in return. On that note, making love is a common practice and is regarded as deeply romantic." —Book 1 of Romances in Qiyuan— Haruki had no memories prior to his awakening. With only his black katana and his name to ground him in an identity, he lived through every encounter on pure instinct and a great deal of luck. But it wasn't until he locked eyes with Lanling, those sky-blue orbs gazing at him with the stillness of a lake, that he believed his luck had finally peaked. Shamelessly, he integrated into General Lanling Cheng's army, finding the man even more pleasing to his eyes the longer he watched over him. But as Haruki learned more about his new idol, he began to realize just how deep their connection ran, how precious the memories stolen from him were, and how deeply he loved this man. No matter how many times his mind was wiped clean, his feelings seemed to cross beyond the boundaries of memory, for he had long branded the image and name of Lanling Cheng into the very depths of his soul. He could only hope for a day when the curse that plagued them—this curse that relentlessly tested their love—would finally be shattered, and they could live on with their lives in peace. ~#~#~#~#~#~ [Volumes Synopsis] —Volume 1 [1-50] Amidst the war between the Silver Dragons and the Black Pythons, familiar faces and voices seemed to emerge from nowhere, as though fate itself were playing a cruel game, tugging relentlessly at Haruki’s mind—almost desperate to make him remember his past. But to Haruki, the most important thing was meeting and shamelessly flirting with the general, so he couldn’t care less. Besides, Lanling had told him not to remember, and who was he to disobey his future wife? —Volume 2 [51-145] Haruki and his friends find themselves in a typical isekai setting! At least, that's what Haruki originally thought. But soon, he realized the waters in the palace ran deep, and his connection to whatever schemes were brewing here stretched all the way back to before he even came to... Earth? So, he's a local? Oh, and there’s that Lanling Cheng… Haruki: ...God, why is he so hot? —Volume 3 [146~300] Lanling lost his best friend… his boyfriend… his fated lover. And the loneliness brought by the sudden emptiness gripped his heart every day, almost driving him mad, scorching anyone who dared touch his reverse scale. But just as he gave up dodging the oncoming claws of a chimera, the wind swept him away—into a familiar embrace. Haruki had come back. With a new identity, a new family, and a new… fiancé?! Lanling was in tatters. How had his boyfriend become someone else’s fiancé?? Determined to win him back, he appoints Haruki as his knight, keeps him by his side at all times, and climbs into his bed at night… ~#~#~#~#~#~ —updates every Sunday [M]—Mature Content Server: https://discord.gg/cMqPN7WVbf Art: @minttea5 Best Unca Consultant: Zeriq Haruk [for worldbuilding]
Tsukiyu · 145.9K Views

~Eclipsed~

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will she find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?
_Hellion · 46.7K Views

A second chance with my billionaire husband

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. * Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. * Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.
Su Muzheyue · 344.3K Views

Tempest Bound: The Mermen's Lure

Brave individuals who travel beyond safe beaches have been plagued by terrible stories of sirens with deadly beauty and tunes that steal brains for as long as ships have flown. Presuming the life of young Captain Seraphine's father, a seasoned sailor washed ashore with unusual, magical tattoos scorched into his skin, these terrible tales For Seraphine, these tales have little significance; however, when she finds her father's abandoned ship floating on the sea, she understands there is only one path forward—to learn what happened and honor his name. But no one dares to join her on her journey because they believe curses follow women near water. Equipped with her father's blueprints and an iron will, Seraphine sails alone across the Seven Seas to meet the relentless storms, ghostly whispers, and forbidden waters. But one beautiful night her net catches an injured merman fighting the iron threads instead of fish. Uncertain but fascinated, Seraphine lets him aboard without knowing that this unusual creature bears the keys to the darkness she is searching for. Between loyalty to his community and developing love for Seraphine, Rowan, the merman, finds himself divided. They negotiate a dangerous half-truth territory where the sea and heavens entwine in a maze of secrets together. With every wave, Seraphine is approaching the truth even at a cost. Old powers seeking to claim both of them draw their attention as they walk farther. The Merman's Lure offers a horrible tale of love, dishonesty, and the thin line separating mankind from mythology, therefore it forces Seraphine to choose whether the answers she searches are worth the darkness they unleash.
Isaac_King_2965 · 11.1K Views

Omnific Tesseract

------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------ In the enigmatic realm of Alvard, the age-old art of Daemon summoning has always held a sacred and formidable allure. Daemons, mystical beings of diverse forms - humanoids, beasts, and even objects - are called upon to serve as guardians, defending cities and forming unbreakable bonds with their chosen hosts known as Ewers. Each battle strengthens this connection, forging them into an unyielding force. Amidst this mystical tapestry, a young and gifted Ewer named Cain harbors an insatiable ambition. His dreams reach for the pinnacle of Daemon mastery, the title of "The Dunatos," reserved for Alvard's mightiest summoners. One fateful night, destiny leads him down a shadowy alley where he encounters an enigmatic and injured woman. She entrusts him with a cryptic artifact: the Omnific Tesseract. As its ethereal glow bathes him, a newfound surge of power courses through his veins. The cube's secrets unveil a hitherto unknown realm of Daemon summoning - one that empowers him to command a legion of Daemons, melding them into unholy unions, and granting birth to formidable hybrid Daemons in their ultimate forms. Guided by Eve, an enigmatic A.I. entity dwelling within the Omnific Tesseract, Cain embarks on a journey to claim the coveted mantle of the mightiest Ewer in all of Alvard. Together, they assemble an awe-inspiring army of Daemons, each more awe-inspiring and terrifying than the last. With flames that scorch the heavens and ice that freezes souls, with shadows that conceal the darkest of secrets and light that unveils the truth, they heed his beck and call, bound by the mystical power of the Tesseract. Yet, as Cain treads this uncharted path, a haunting question lingers in the depths of his soul: What other enigmatic secrets lie dormant within this mystical artifact, waiting to be unearthed in the shadowy corners of his impending adventure? ----------------------------------------- My very first book. If you are interested in summoning beings to fight battle and are not limited to any form in which they appear then you have met the right book. And if you like my book please add them to your collection and vote with power stones ...
KingBomblaze · 496.2K Views

Chronicles Of The Twin Guardians.

In the realm of Tenkai, where the fabric of fate was woven by the ancient gods, two souls were destined to collide in a dance of destiny. The threads of their lives had been intertwined since the dawn of time, and now, the moment of their convergence was at hand. Ling, the brooding warrior, forged in the fires of adversity, stood atop a windswept mountain, gazing out upon the vast expanse of the world. His heart was as cold as the steel he wielded, and his eyes burned with a fire that could not be tamed. The flames of his passion fueled his unyielding pursuit of justice, driving him to seek out the forces of darkness that had ravaged the land. Ming, the enigmatic sorcerer, shrouded in mystery, stood at the edge of a dense forest, his eyes fixed upon the whispering leaves. His soul was as deep as the oceans, and his eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intelligence. The spark of his magic ignited the very fabric of reality, and the ancient trees themselves seemed to lean in, as if to listen to his whispers. Their paths converged in the town of Akakawa, where the whispers of the ancients spoke of a prophecy, a contract forged in the depths of time. The Soul Contract Sword, a blade of unimaginable power, awaited the one who could unlock its secrets. The sword was said to be able to vanquish any darkness, and its power was coveted by all who sought to wield it. As Ling and Ming walked through the bustling streets of Akakawa, their eyes met, and the air seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy. They felt an inexplicable pull, as if the very fabric of fate was drawing them together. Without a word, they knew that their lives were forever intertwined. And so, they embarked on their perilous journey, navigating treacherous landscapes, avoiding deadly assassins, and unraveling the mysteries of their ancient bond. The fate of Tenkai hung in the balance, as the forces of darkness sought to claim the Soul Contract Sword for their own. From the snow-capped mountains of the north to the scorching deserts of the south, Ling and Ming were tested, their resolve forged in the fires of adversity. They battled fearsome foes, solved ancient puzzles, and uncovered hidden secrets. With each step, their bond grew stronger, their trust in each other deepening. But the journey was not without its challenges. The forces of darkness were relentless, and the duo faced numerous trials that threatened to tear them asunder. There were times when Ling's unwavering dedication to justice clashed with Ming's more nuanced understanding of the world. There were moments when Ming's mysterious nature sparked Ling's suspicions, and the warrior's anger flared. Yet, through it all, they persevered, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. They learned to rely on each other, to trust in their unique skills and strengths. And as they journeyed deeper into the heart of Tenkai, they began to realize that their connection went far beyond mere fate. The ancient gods themselves had ordained this union, a bond of fate that transcended the boundaries of time and space. The fate of Tenkai was but a pawn in a far larger game, one that would determine the course of history. And so, Ling and Ming pressed on, driven by their unyielding determination to fulfill the terms of the Soul Contract Sword. The journey was long, the road fraught with peril, but they walked on, side by side, their bond growing stronger with each step. For in a world where fate was woven by the ancient gods, Ling and Ming knew that their love was the greatest power of all.
Kerrylinks1 · 7.9K Views

The Reign Of The Damned: Dawn

-Welcome to the new world- Fifty years ago, an unknown source opened up the gates to hell, and demons, with the help of supernatural beings, scorched the earth. The humans have lost their power as the reign of the damned has taken over. "Hmm," Lord Kotzu said as he walked up before me. "She looks youthful, long hair and fair skin," the Lord mumbled as he circled me. "But not as curvy as I hoped, but she's not too thin either." He continued to mumble, and I felt violated by his words. He spoke as if I wasn't standing there. The circling stopped, and he came before me again. "Open your mouth," he commanded in a chilling tone. I looked over at my father, who nodded, urging me to comply. "Teeth look fine," the Lord muttered. "Please, remove your dress!" the Lord ordered. A wave of shame washed over me as my father gave a hesitant nod, yet I understood I had to comply with the Lord's demand. My body trembled as I slipped out of my dress, standing exposed before the men. I couldn't bring myself to meet my father's gaze. After an eternity of scrutiny, the Lord finally said, "Hmm, looks perky enough; you can get dressed now." "Albert?" Lord Kotzu inquired, turning his gaze toward my father. "Yes, my Lord," Father responded.  "Your daughter, Dawn, has been chosen to join the harem of the King of Rumania, Nicolaie Ilias Traian Costea V. She will be leaving with us immediately and will never return. Please take a moment to say your goodbyes. There's no need to pack anything; the King will provide for her every need." The Lord's words hit me like a sudden blow to the gut. What was going on? What could the King possibly want with me?
novelsbykendra · 9.7K Views

The Secrets of CHIAROSCURO: The Fated Heir of Shadows and Light

This modern world was once ruled by elemental forces and primal creatures, but the balance of power has long since shattered. Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, and Humans—each race has carved its own legacy, yet none remain untouched by the tides of war and betrayal. Once, these factions waged battles that scorched the land and stained history with blood. Now, the war has faded into myth, and a fragile peace clings to existence like a dying ember. But peace was never meant to last. A kingdom watches with unease as old wounds fester beneath the surface, as forbidden ties between predator and prey threaten to upend everything. Whispers of rebellion stir in the streets, ancient forces awaken in the shadows, and a forgotten prophecy looms on the horizon. Amidst this brewing storm, a child is born—a being who is the product of two worlds. A hybrid of Vampire and Human, he stands as a symbol of opposing forces intertwined. His existence alone is enough to ignite fury, to challenge the natural order, and to become the spark that could either unite the fractured lands or set them ablaze once more. Secrets buried deep in history will rise. Loyalties will be tested. And in the end, only one truth remains: Power is the only law, and those without it will be devoured. What happens when the past refuses to stay buried? When the sins of old return to claim their debt? This is not a fairy tale. This is the truth they wanted forgotten. Welcome to The Secrets of Chiaroscuro.
AK31 · 10.4K Views

Flesh than Flame

In a world ravaged by a catastrophic virus that has rendered animal meat toxic to consume, humanity teeters on the brink of survival. The infection drives the government to legalize cannibalism as the only viable source of sustenance, and the rich, safely protected behind their wealth, cling to a fleeting hope of veganism as a luxury. Meanwhile, the lower class is forced to scavenge for scraps, to hunt the fallen, and to survive at any cost. At the heart of this suffocating dystopia stands Jenny, a silent, broken girl born at the bottom of a crumbling society. When she was six, she witnessed the horrific death of her mother, torn apart by the very people who once called her friend. Abandoned in a world where the rich hide behind their walls and the poor are left to fight for survival, Jenny finds herself trapped in a nightmare with no way out. As the world around her becomes more brutal, Jenny clings to a blind, foolish hope, a hope that she can change something, anything. But the true horror of this world is that hope is fleeting and always betrayed. As the cycle of cannibalism, murder, and societal decay intensifies, Jenny’s soul is slowly crushed by the unbearable weight of a corrupt system that sees her as nothing more than fodder. Amid the horror of a world where human meat is bred in facilities and the deadly “17 Days of Scorch” a process turns victims into explosive, fiery corpses, Jenny must navigate a path where every step is soaked in blood. But no matter how much she struggles, no matter how much she fights to find a way out, she learns the most horrific truth of all: change is impossible in a world where survival is more important than humanity, and the flame of life can only burn so long before it consumes everything in its wake. A harrowing tale of pain, loss, and the darkest depths of human desperation. A chilling exploration of a world where evil wears the face of necessity, and survival is a never-ending cycle of terror.
SirCrimsonCrums · 331 Views

Selena's Last Descendant

Victor - or Vi, was a baby happened to be found by a herb gatherer, in some wooden basket in the middle of nowhere. He ends up in an orphanage - growing well under Mother Anise care with his siblings until he eventually got adopted at 10. 'Dont forget to write to us okay!', Ray, a 10 years old boy who grew up with the other orphans represented the family of current 14 people. Vi entered the carriage of the local lord, Lord Miaster. The lord got intrigued by the violet eyes and white hair - a characteristic of an ancient tribe of 'human', made by Selena the Moon Goddess Herself. He loves ancient history of the Erde - the world they are in. But Lord's family, was eventually executed for 'treason' under a cover of 'accident'. Vi was not informed of the political matters early on, and he too never cared for it. He eventually got displaced into the slums when he was just 12. Thankfully, he had learn basics to magic in those 2 years and manage to get by by himself for awhile doing chores for the adventurer guild. After a month of settling himself, he writes a letter to the orphanage, to tell about things that had happened. Usually mother Anise reply would reach in 2 weeks or so... but he never got a reply. He ride the carriage across 2 towns and reached the place... only to find in horror the building was scorched and in ruin. A large fire engulfed the place a month ago - killing all the residents. It still took years to move on, and it still pains him when he remembers the family he had. But life has to go on. Eventually later on old magician scholar, Magi Timaeus took notice of Vi - and wanted to take him in as a student because of his talent in magic. He can now instant cast simple spells - and modify simple ones to his liking. Magic is more like programming of the world - using Language of the World - called Origin. But one fateful day, in the middle of the night, he was awoken by a huge explosion and a loud ringing in his ears. He stood up in his pajamas, gulping his saliva. He hears more explosions and the walls and the floor shaking and cracks appears on the building. His teacher is dead, an adventure awaits him as he move from town to town to cross the country with Ray - who were close to killing him that night.
nablethenoble · 4K Views

The Shattered Crown!

In the once-glorious kingdom of Aeloria, the Celestial Crown was a symbol of unity and peace, its power drawn from the five elemental forces of Fire, Water, Earth, Air, and Spirit. But when the Obsidian King, a malevolent sorcerer, sought to claim the crown for himself, the kingdom was plunged into chaos. In a desperate act to save her people, Queen Seraphine shattered the crown into five fragments and used her life force to imprison the Obsidian King in the Void. The fragments were scattered across the realms, lost to time and legend. Centuries later, the seal on the Void begins to weaken, and the Obsidian King's dark influence seeps back into the world. Villages are plagued by shadowy creatures, and whispers of his return spread like wildfire. The fate of Aeloria now rests in the hands of an unlikely group of heroes: - **Kael**, a humble blacksmith's apprentice, discovers the Fragment of Fire hidden in his forge. Touching it awakens a latent power within him and sets him on a path he never imagined. - **Lyra**, a cunning rogue with a mysterious past, is drawn to Kael's quest after witnessing his fiery abilities. She seeks redemption for a life of thievery and betrayal. - **Thorne**, a disgraced knight haunted by his failures, joins the group to reclaim his honor and protect the innocent from the growing darkness. Together, they must find the remaining fragments of the crown before the Obsidian King's followers can reassemble it. Their journey will take them through treacherous lands—from the scorching deserts of the Ember Wastes to the frozen peaks of the Frostspire Mountains, and into the heart of the cursed Shadowfen. Along the way, they will face ancient guardians, unravel forgotten secrets, and confront their own inner demons. But the Obsidian King is not their only enemy. A powerful cult, the Order of the Void, seeks to free their master and usher in an age of eternal darkness. As Kael and his companions grow closer to their goal, they realize that the fragments of the crown are not merely tools of power—they are tests of character. Each fragment demands a sacrifice, and the choices they make will determine not only the fate of Aeloria but the kind of heroes they will become. *The Shattered Crown* is a tale of courage, sacrifice, and the enduring light of hope in the face of overwhelming darkness. Will Kael and his companions succeed in reuniting the crown and saving their world, or will the Obsidian King rise again to claim his vengeance?
PriaMisterius · 876 Views

Match Made In Hell: Her Immortal Boyfriend

Hell is much creepier than you think. Forget the flames, the demonized figure, the multitude of the damned. Beneath the underworld's scorched surface, Hell boasted a governance of unholy precision. They reveled in their flawless hirerachy and their arrogance, fuelled by eons of self-admiration, finally boiled over. Crawling forth in their thousands to unleash total annihilation upon their eternal adversary; earth. Era who has seen what it is like to suffer in the hands of the possessed, picked up the reigns of exorcism which was currently regarded as Earth's most thriving business. Exorcism was second to the need of food and water. It was more lucrative than the entertainment industry and heavily influenced by earth's leaders. He was a blend of contradictions; adorable and perlious, captivating and enigmatic. His good looks made him a renowned figure in both realms, while his mastery of stealth earned him a reputation as a cunning and elusive presence. He believed if humans knew the truth, no one would be poor enough to serve the rich. An arranged marriage brought them to be. The need to stop exorcism and the desire to wipe out demons, bringing mankind healing brought them closer and further apart. But what none saw coming was the possibility of a greater evil than Azrael, demonic manifestations, and several lives lost in the name of revealing the truth. |On hold for now and there are future plans for continuation soon|
Peridot_writes · 24K Views
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