Sleeping Prince Update

Le monde n'est pas destiné à survivre. Il brûlera, consumé par une volonté bien au-delà de la compréhension humaine... celle du Créateur lui-même.

All Chandler "Mac" McCullen wanted to do is live a normal life out of the spotlight of his parents and family name, but little did he know that his life was about to change. Discovering that he's the host of an ancient mystical power, Mac has to live his in constant awareness as dark forces he never knew existed hunt him down and try to steal that ancient power. What's in store for Mac and those close to him and will his future ever be that normal life that he wanted? Volume 1 is out now!!!! Taking a short break, but work on Volume 2 has already begun. Aiming for a Summer 2025 release for Volume 2!!!!

A big strong woman with a wild heart and a smaller less strong man with a delicate heart could never fall in love. But what if they did? Well that is the case for omega Kim Eun Seong who has a boyfriend, but can’t help notice a certain girl walking around his campus. Bamsaek Ah-Reum, a blasian girl who has been having trouble fitting in all while going through girlfriend after girlfriend is having no luck with a solid partner… What will happen next? Tags: amaw, ambw, abo, femalealpha, maleomega, enemies-to-lovers

Le monde n’est pas destiné à survivre. Il brûlera, consumé par une volonté bien au-delà de la compréhension humaine… celle du Créateur lui-même.

TW: This story contains discussions on eating disorders, graphic violence, strong language, assault and sexually explicit scenarios. Sebastian Aster is a handsome well sought after Prince, but he could never settle down, his demon wouldn't let him. That is until one day Lilith walked into his court. She was hired from the Lahnust clan, a clan that is a special guardian force bred and raised at a young age to rid the world of evil. Little does she know her presence awakens the primal urges deep within the prince.

A boy awakens in a realm of eternal darkness, with no name or memories, alone and afraid. There is no sun, no moon, and no stars, only the path he walks upon and the endless abyss beyond its edge. Driven by an instinct and will he didn’t know he possessed, the boy navigates the desolate landscape in search of his lost memories, his sense of self, and perhaps the secrets of this mystical realm. Discord - https://discord.gg/5MHxvbWv8j

Kael Valeria, a young prince, lives in the comfort of the royal palace, unaware of the dark fate that awaits him. On what seems like an ordinary night, his peaceful world shatters when his mother, Queen Seraphina, is suddenly taken away by armed soldiers under the command of his own father, King Aldric. Confused and terrified, Kael follows the commotion to the throne room, where he witnesses the unthinkable—his father orchestrating a ritual to awaken the **forbidden power of Umbra** within him. Seraphina, desperate to protect her son, sacrifices herself to send him away through a portal, ensuring he escapes Aldric’s grasp. As Kael vanishes into the unknown, the darkness within him stirs for the first time, leaving him questioning his identity and fate. **This night marks the beginning of his exile, his struggle, and the awakening of a power that could change the world forever.**

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Firstly, if you had find this novel, get happy! Because you have found a hidden gem! From Zz’s To XP: Sleeping To Dominate is the story of Jacob, an ordinary high school student who’s had enough of being bullied and overlooked. One night, he discovers a mysterious power: when he sleeps, he wakes up stronger. Every nap becomes a chance to gain experience, level up, and slowly transform his life. As Jacob's new abilities begin to show in the real world, his everyday struggles take on a whole new meaning. Strange creatures and unexpected challenges appear in his dreams, and his quiet, unassuming life is turned upside down. Soon, he finds himself fighting not only for his own survival but also for his place in a world that doesn’t play fair. The adventure begins when you close your eyes.

What would you do if a Prince Suddenly got interested in you? In the land of Wyverdale, The Crowned Prince has finally returned from War victorious, his Father immediately wants him to Marry and then Commences the Festival of the Virgins. |||||||| Excerpt "Your Highness I am not an Easy woman" she said "Really? then if I proposed to you this instant would you agree?" he asked "----" |||| "It's time to consummate our Marriage don't you think?" he asked "Umm, Your Highness in my family we do not commence anything till spring" she replied "Oh is that so? since when?" he asked "Umm since my generation" she replied "---" Lady Diwura Lily Scot- The only child of Duke and Duchess Scot. Looks quiet and gentle on the outside, but a stubborn strong headed woman on the inside, with her pride at stake she willfully walked into a trap and got married to the Prince, her motto being that she was not an easy woman at all, and that did she prove. Prince Liam of Wyverdale -Usually cold, calculative and serious, the heir to the throne of Wyverdale, but when he meets Wura he slowly begins to change, he becomes playful and childish whenever she is around, and the two often fool each other. But only the end will tell where their relationship would go.

"When darkness surrounds you, and not even the faintest particle of light remains… when all have lost hope, and the future seems like a distant dream… in that moment, my seeker, you have only two choices: surrender or look within yourself until you find the light you need and become a lantern for the lost." In a world consumed by shadows, where hope is but a distant echo, an ordinary young man is swept by fate into an extraordinary realm. He is no warrior. He is no sage. He has no noble lineage, nor a hidden power. And yet, deep within him, there lies the only spark capable of challenging the eternal night. Noctharn, the King of the Night, has stolen the world’s light, plunging its people into misery and fear. The libraries have been burned to ashes, yet in the most remote corners of the land, forbidden books still whisper secrets. Technology has been stripped away, but the last androids silently guard the remnants of knowledge. Dragons and ancient birds have vanished, hiding in the folds of time. The sun has been banished, and only the Millennial Moon remains, an unwavering witness to the suffering of her children. But even in despair, there are those who resist. Those who remember that true light can never be destroyed—only hidden. Legends speak of a chosen one, a pure soul whose light will restore hope and bring dawn back to the Continent of Eternal Dawn. Yet true royalty is not inherited—it is earned. And before he can rise against the darkness, he must face trials of virtue, learn the meaning of sacrifice, and understand that power does not lie in strength, but in the heart. "If you stop thinking only of yourself and look beyond, you will find what truly matters." "Virtue must be tested in order to shine before evil. Only then can it be recognized—only then can it be feared." "Darkness may fade, but light… light never dies."

Born paralyzed from birth, Alex spent his life trapped in a motionless prison, watching the world move without him. But everything changes when a mysterious man injects him with a strange serum. For the first time, he can move—walk, run, fight. In his hands, he now holds a phone, one he never owned, its screen glowing with a single message: “You have been chosen as the Healer to fight the Demon King.” Thrown into a party of so-called heroes, Alex tries to embrace his new purpose. But healers are seen as nothing more than tools, and one of his own teammates abuses him—breaking his spirit, crushing his trust. The world that gifted him freedom has shackled him again. But Aric refuses to remain a pawn. If the world sees him as nothing but a servant to the strong, then he will claim the ultimate power instead. He will take the Demon King’s throne—not for conquest, not for destruction, but for his own freedom. Let the world that rejected him tremble. The forsaken Healer will rise in darkness.

The Ashwood Hotel is no ordinary abandoned place. It is a living tomb. In 1930, a mysterious fire claimed the lives of 23 people within its opulent halls—including a girl whose body was never found. Since then, the walls have whispered with silenced screams, ash rains from the ceiling, and anyone who enters the hotel becomes part of its eerie legend. When four young urban explorers venture into the decaying building, they have no idea that they are not only facing ghosts but the hotel itself. Sven, the anxious one with a knack for seeing the invisible. Natalia, the diva who feels her facade of sarcasm and lipstick beginning to crack. Jacob, the tough guy whose cool demeanor dissolves into smoke. And Lucas, the idealist who realizes too late that some spirits don’t want to be photographed. But the Ashwood is hungry. Its corridors shift, its victims return as shadows, and the stench of smoke becomes a choking reality. When the group realizes they haven’t ended up here by chance—that the hotel has called them—a race against an unrelenting past begins. But how do you fight walls that breathe? And what happens when the spirit hunting you... is your own reflection?

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After his father’s murder, Prince Oswald has spent the last ten years hidden away in a secluded nunnery, his true identity all but forgotten. But when Robin, a man claiming loyalty to the fallen king, discovers him, Oswald is thrust back into a world of treachery and ambition. Robin urges him to reclaim his birthright, but the path to the throne is perilous. Meanwhile, King Lothaire, restless on his ill-gotten throne, struggles to maintain his grip on the kingdom. As whispers of a wandering hero rallying the lords grow louder, Lothaire turns to dark and forbidden arts to crush any challenge to his rule.

The deeper you think, the darker it gets. AInmosni’s mind has become a battleground of surreal imagery and cryptic messages, vivid and unrelenting. As these intrusive thoughts take a toll on their body, AInmosni stumbles upon a strange connection between their episodes and a series of unsolved disappearances. With every piece of the puzzle unraveled, AInmosni is pulled deeper into a web of danger where the line between imagination and reality blurs—and crossing it might cost them everything.

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Mason Kai, a 15-year-old boy of English and Japanese heritage, has spent his life in the shadows of his father’s abandonment. Growing up in a cramped London apartment with his hardworking single mother, Emiko, Mason has always resented football—the sport his father chose over his family. But when a chance encounter with a televised match ignites a spark within him, Mason discovers a passion he never knew he had. As Mason begins to explore the world of football, he faces countless challenges: his lack of experience, the teasing from his peers, and the financial struggles of his mother, who works tirelessly to support them. Despite the odds, Mason’s raw talent and determination catch the attention of a local coach, who offers him a chance to join a youth team. But Mason’s journey is far from simple. As he rises through the ranks, he learns shocking truths about his father’s past and discovers he has a half-brother, Liam Carter, a star player on a rival team. The revelation forces Mason to confront his feelings of abandonment and question whether he’s destined to follow in his father’s footsteps—or forge his path. *Prince of the Field* is a heartfelt coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the power of dreams. Through the highs and lows of football, Mason learns that the game is more than just a sport—it’s a way to heal, connect, and find his place in the world. But as he steps into the spotlight, he must decide whether to let the shadows of his past define him or to rise above them and claim his future.

Four years of pain, betrayal, and empty sacrifices. Selena has lost everything: dreams, faith in love, trust in people. A heart once broken no longer seeks warmth, and the mind rejects everything that defies logic. But fate doesn't follow rules. Sometimes, a single glance, a casual word, a barely noticeable spark — and the world changes. We never know the significance our actions hold for others. To us, it might be just a word thrown into the void, but to someone else — the only drop of water in an endless desert. The slightest movement can set off a chain of events that alters someone's life. *He is not human. Cold, detached, unaware of what human feelings are. Yet he, the one impossible to understand, becomes her support. His words lack emotion, his voice lacks warmth, but he gives her new hope. Why? What's special about him? A system error? A defective program? Or the one she's been searching for all her life?*

The cover art does not belong to me. Cookies and credit to who ever did make it! Grown up as a sheltered child in a violent world, 9th Prince Cain Ra'Van did not grow up like his siblings. Instead of learning how to fight he spend his childhood playing games. And in this warlike Kingdom that in itself is almost a sin. This came back to bite him when the kingdom destroyed and he lost almost all of his protection. He promised to get stronger, but it was too late and thus he died with regrets. So when he wakes up in his 12 year old body he desideds to set things right. This book is a complete mess and is still a work in progress, but chapter one is complete, so you really should read it. Leave a review and tell me how I did. Previous chapters are subject to change.

A story of a prince of another dimension with knowledge of earth , How does he gets the knowledge and what did he do with it ? ; well... lets read and find out.

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Long Sleep is a sci-fi, teen love story set in a world where nothing is as it seems. Akari awakens from a long, mysterious slumber, only to find herself in an unfamiliar reality. With no memory of how she arrived, she embarks on an adventure with Andy, a soldier with secrets of his own. Together, they uncover shocking truths and explore a connection that defies time and reason. Prepare for an exhilarating journey filled with twists, danger, and romance as they uncover the truth behind her lost years.

In the Ombrae, people are whispering: "The King will never return," and the panic rose as the sky was menacing to send their soldiers to ravage the monstrosities living here. Banshees, zombies, vampires, and so many others were ready to leave the world they loved, to return to Earth and hide. When another rumor spread: "The Prince is coming", and in the heart of the damned, for the first time in a very long time, there was hope again. For those who have fallen in disgrace, those who want to be forgotten. It feels so cold in Ombrae. Where are our brothers and sisters, where are our children? It is so calm in Ombrae. Listening to the call of our King and then his son, the Prince, in the darkness we rise. It is so warm in Ombrae.

Terlahir sebagai seorang anak dari Raja dan Ratu mungkin terdengar menyenangkan bagi sebagian orang. Lagipula, siapa yang tak suka terlahir di keluarga yang kaya raya, dan di istana yang megah? Ya, ada. Sang anak itu sendiri. Disaat ia memiliki bakat turun temurun yang harus dikembangkan, dirinya justru tak memiliki minat untuk sekadar mencari tahu bakat dan kekuatannya. Dirinya, satu-satunya anak keturunan kerajaan yang lelah dengan dirinya, keluarganya, dan adat yang harus diturunkan ke generasi berikutnya. Sayang sekali, ia terlahir di sebuah Negeri yang tak diketahui Negeri lain, yang tak mudah untuk dikunjungi sembarang orang. ©Putri Verse Januari 2025

Akio was a guy who cant even get a girlfriend one day she saves a girl from a getting hit by a truck but the girl just laughed at him before he died turns out she is a goddess of reincarnation

The story of a creature without memories whose mission is to awaken a woman who neither ages nor rots, but who never wakes up