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Emerald Wasp

Eternal Emerald Dragon

A young man was given a second chance in a new world. He died saving a life but now he must navigate the brutal world of cultivation and fighting against fate. Nothing is free, especially a second chance. Follow Lind as he discovers the world of cultivation and the dark secret of why he was given a second chance. ******* Discord: https://discord.gg/55XfdSG33h First novel on webnovel. I only self-published one other original work on Amazon. I will setup a Discord later. I hope people enjoy this world as I have enjoyed many others. Please note, this will not be fast paced and while it is a harem, I firmly believe relationships should be real as opposed to: Here is MC and new woman that will be his just because. Cover Artist: Amberlarkart IG: http://www.instagram.com/amberlarkart Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/amberlarkart Website: http://www.amberlarkart.com/ She is amazing! Goals: Effective August 12th 2024 as Webnovel tracks dates: Power Stones: 275 Stones = 2 bonus chapters; 500 Stones = 3 bonus chapters; and 700 = 5 bonus chapters. Golden Tickets: Every 75 tickets = 3 Bonus chapters. Assessed weekly and/or end of month Gifts: Gift below 2000 Coin one = 1 bonus chapter per gift (limit 2 per week per person) Dragon (red 2000 one) = 2 Bonus chapters Castle = 3 bonus chapters Ship = 5 bonus chapters Golden Treasure = 8 bonus chapters Gifts will include name of person who sent it unless you do not wish to be called out. Please note while I will try to stack these, I am only human! I will revise but go for most chapters to bonus as possible. Thank you all for anything we reach and I hope you continue to enjoy story!
mythosarcana · 1.6M Views

He was the reason: The beginning

SHE WAS THE PRINCESS—BUT NEVER HIS DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. Leina Reinhardt was born into power, privilege, and prestige—the only daughter of a multi-billionaire and the beloved sister of Westdentia’s most elite men: Lester – A cold, calculating CEO with an empire at his feet. Levy – A six-time Olympic champion, untouchable and unstoppable. Liam & Louis – The twin masterminds behind the world’s most powerful gaming empire. To the world, she was the Reinhardt Princess—elegant, quiet, untouchable. But Leina Reinhardt was no fragile flower. She was raised by wolves, after all. Then came Alexander Harris Smith. Her brothers’ best friend. Her first love. Her greatest heartbreak. The boy who lit up her world—only to disappear and leave her in the dark. Now, years later, he’s back, standing in front of her like a ghost from the past. And worse? He has the audacity to question her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------ Excerpt: Leina's fingers curled into fists, nails biting into her palms. Every muscle in her body screamed at her to walk away. To leave him standing there like he left her all those years ago. But damn him—he had the nerve to show up now, with those same emerald eyes, as if he had any right to look at her that way. "What did you expect, Alexander?" she seethed, voice sharp as glass. "That I’d wait? That my world would freeze the moment you walked away?" His jaw clenched. She could see the storm raging behind his eyes, but she refused to care. "You left," she said, her voice breaking despite her best efforts. "You. Left. And now you think you can just come back and—" Her words died in her throat as he moved, his hands gripping her arms, pulling her close before she could stop him. "Let go," she hissed, her voice defiant—but her body betrayed her, memories clawing their way to the surface. Alexander’s grip tightened, his forehead pressing against hers, breath unsteady. "I know I don’t deserve it," he murmured, voice raw. "But hate me, curse me, hit me—just don’t tell me you forgot." Leina’s breath hitched. Her throat burned. She wanted to slap him. She wanted to scream that she didn’t care. She wanted to say that he meant nothing. But the lie wouldn't come. Because the truth was brutal. She remembered everything. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Billionaire mafia intrigue with power struggles and dark secrets Unforgettable first love turned into a dangerous obsession A fierce heroine who refuses to be a pawn A dangerously devoted hero who will burn the world for her Get ready for a story of power, betrayal, and a love that refuses to die.
Apple_beeaaan056 · 76.7K Views

A Vow of Vengeance and Silk

On the morning of her wedding, Lady Seraphine Vaelis stands before the court in a gown of ivory silk, her hands steady despite the poison vials hidden in her sleeves. She has spent her life preparing for this moment, not as a blushing bride, but as a noblewoman raised on the art of subtle vengeance. Yet nothing could prepare her for the sight of her sister’s handkerchief, stained with Prince Tristan’s crest, fluttering to the marble floor at her feet. The betrayal is public. Brutal. Tristan doesn’t just reject her, he brands her a traitor, his smile sharp as the dagger he once gifted her. The guards drag her away as the court watches, her sister’s laughter following her into the dungeons. That night, a stranger emerges from the shadows of her cell. Prince Kaelan Dain, the exiled heir of the Thorn Court, offers her a choice: "Die a traitor, or live long enough to watch them burn." Seraphine chooses fire. Disguised as Kaelan’s bride, Seraphine enters the Thorn Court, a gilded nightmare of stitched lips and black roses. The courtiers smile with pearl-white teeth, their eyes hollow. The queen’s advisors never speak, their mouths sewn shut with silver thread. And Kaelan? He wears gloves at all times, hiding scars that glow like dying embers. Seraphine learns the hard way that the crown is no mere ornament, it’s a living thing, a parasitic horror that has consumed generations of royal heirs. It whispers. It hungers. And it has chosen her as its next vessel. But the crown isn’t the only monster in the court. Queen Lysara, who treats people like embroidery, something to stitch into pretty patterns or cut away when they fray. The Silent Blades, assassins with too many teeth and shadows that don’t move right. The First Daughter, a failed heir locked in the catacombs, her stretched face a grotesque mirror of Seraphine’s own. And Kaelan? He’s hiding something. Something that makes his hands shake when he thinks she isn’t looking. The deeper Seraphine digs, the uglier the truth becomes. Her engagement to Tristan was never about politics. She was bred for this, raised to be the perfect vessel for the crown. Kaelan isn’t just an exile. He’s the crown’s last surviving heir, fighting its influence day by day. The Thorn Court isn’t a kingdom. It’s a feeding ground. When the queen forces Seraphine to witness an "ascension" a living prince transformed into a hollow-eyed puppet, she realizes the crown doesn’t just want her body. It wants her rage. And her winnings. Seraphine’s skin cracks with emerald veins as the crown’s whispers grow louder. Tristan’s head on a spike, Kaelan kneeling at her feet, the kingdom hers for the taking. The only thing keeping her grounded? Kaelan’s scars, the ones that match hers. The garden’s heart holds the crown’s lifeblood, a pool of liquid darkness. To kill the crown, Seraphine must corrupt its source. But the cost? Becoming part of it. She plunges Pip’s dagger into the black water… and lets the void take shape. The Thorn Court collapses in on itself, its gilded halls now tombs. Seraphine emerges changed, her eyes flecked with black, her touch freezing. The crown is gone, but something lingers beneath her skin. Kaelan’s scars still glow. The roots run deeper than they thought. And in the ruins, something stirs… This isn’t a story about good versus evil. it is about what happens when the knife you wield against monsters start to feel like part your hand. And what will you sacrifice to keep it there.
Favyrytes · 11.2K Views

Scarlet Soul

In the rain-soaked shadows of Nocturne City, where vampires and werewolves wage eternal war under neon lights, Nyx prowls as a lone bounty hunter. An enigma with olive skin, raven-black hair, and silver-grey eyes that pierce the darkness, she hides her ethereal beauty behind a crimson chiffon scarf and hooded leather jacket. Her lithe frame belies a lethal strength, her callused hands wielding a dagger infused with unstable blood magic. Nyx is no ordinary half-vampire—she can daywalk, a rare gift that marks her as something more. Unbeknownst to her, the scarf pulses with her mother’s essence, a supreme vampire-witch from a massacred royal bloodline, while a gold signet ring on a leather cord holds the key to her heritage. Haunted by an unguided power and raised by Selene, a centuries-old witch disguised as a spunky bartender with raven curls and emerald eyes, Nyx survives on wits and bounties. Selene, bound by a debt to Nyx’s family, loves her like a daughter but guards secrets that could unravel everything. Enter Cale, a rogue werewolf alpha built like a brick shithouse with bronze skin, medium-length wavy chestnut hair, and amber eyes that burn like molten bronze. His silver-grey tattoo—a crescent moon entwined with a wolf’s claw—and matte tungsten rune ring hint at his ancient dynasty and black-market empire. Uber-wealthy and a notorious player, Cale has never felt the cosmic pull that strikes him upon meeting Nyx. It’s an unbelievable, new sensation—a thrumming energy that stirs arousal and destiny, drawing him inexorably closer. He’s born for her, she for him, fated equals destined to rule Nocturne. When Council enforcers—wraithkin horrors—attack The Moon’s Fang, Nyx and Cale’s paths collide in a storm of magic and claws. As Nyx unleashes her power, defying Cale’s protective instincts, he witnesses her fierce independence. She doesn’t need rescuing; she needs her match. But the pull between them, unacknowledged yet exciting, awakens her full potential, threatening to expose her royal blood and ignite a war. Together, they must navigate betrayal, forbidden alliances, and an ancient prophecy, forging a bond that could shatter the city—or claim it as their own.
kel_3536 · 2K Views

Seventh World: Soul bond

The once-dominant Gajayu Empire, its power now a mere fraction after millennia of war and recent rebellion, teeters on the precipice of collapse. Emperor Aravon, a figure of strength at 19 years old but tragically crippled, carries the immense weight of a fracturing realm and a perilous betrothal. His last hope lies with his younger brother, Prince Arin. Driven by an unbreakable bond, fourteen-year-old Prince Arin — bonded to Kaia, a life-giving banyan sapling, Pip, a pure white, golden-lined royal rat with eye power, and Raja, a magnificent, golden-lined royal tiger — embarks on a desperate, two-year quest. His destination: the treacherous West End Desert, a desolate expanse on a remote island. There, amidst shifting sands and ancient secrets, he seeks a legendary healing region, powered by a green gemstone of infinite potential, rumored to restore even severed limbs. But the West End Desert is a land of monstrous beasts, brutal sandstorms, and veiled magic. As Arin and his loyal team navigate its deadly trials, including uncanny creature compasses and the very will of Vyuhan nature that conducts its own tests, they uncover fragments of a forgotten past. This journey, fueled by a prince's love for his brother and their looming, separate betrothals, will lead Arin not only to the edge of death but to the cusp of shocking revelations: a brewing betrayal from within Vyuha's own noble circles and the chilling truth of a hidden fifth continent, more profound than any cure. Can a young prince retrieve the impossible cure and stabilize a crumbling empire, or will the boundless power of the emerald reveal a destiny far greater—and more terrifying—than he ever imagined? The fate of Vyuha hangs in the balance, tied to an ancient gem and the courage of a boy who dares to seek its truth.
Rootless_Tree · 442 Views

Crimson Cultivation

In the forgotten corner of the empire lies Emerald Ridge City, a place where spiritual energy is thin and ambition thinner. Here, the weak are trampled beneath the boots of the three clans clawing for scraps of power. In this city lives Lian Xue, a blind girl born into the Lian Clan. She is a girl considered a burden to her family name and deemed worthless in all aspects. Her life only becomes worse when her family informs her of her engagement to Young Master Jin. He is a lecherous, cruel heir to a merchant-cultivator clan. The match is nothing more than a transaction. The Jin Clan seeks access to the Lotus Palm, a modest art that, while dismissed by the greater world, happens to be the strongest technique in a city as insignificant as Emerald Ridge. The Lian Clan, desperate to improve its fortunes and end years of grudges, sees the marriage as a way to secure an answer to both problems. Lian Xue is simply the price. An unwanted girl offered up for convenience. Shattered by the news, Lian Xue ventures into the Emerald Mountains with only one wish: that some lurking beast will end her wretched life. Either fortunately or unfortunately for her, fate had other plans. She discovers a pool of blood, one that will change her life forever. What begins as a struggle to survive soon becomes the first step on a path paved with treachery, sect wars, ancient secrets, and the endless hunger of powers that were never meant for mortal hands. With every drop of blood she claims, the question grows sharper: Is Lian Xue mastering these dark powers… or are they mastering her? In a world where strength is truth and the heavens turn a blind eye, the blind maiden will make them all see through the veil of crimson she weaves.
Sacrilege_Saint · 8.6K Views

Severely Bruised.....

**Severely Bruised** *From captive to queen, from pain to power.* "Can you handle me?" "Maybe in some occasions." "Then I can." Aria was sold like property, trapped in a cruel game where her body was not her own. But she's more than broken - she's fire beneath the ashes. With every bruised moment, she rises stronger, more defiant, and dangerously irresistible. "I'm afraid I've got to force the truth out of you." "Fuck... Just like that... Yes, you wicked criminal." Her master Adrino is a puzzle of desire and dominance, but Aria isn't just his possession - she's his equal in a dark dance of control and surrender. "You're under arrest, mister man." "For what exactly, my sexy cop?" "For capturing a woman's innocent heart." *Severely Bruised* - a raw, emotional journey through love, pain, and power. Severely Bruised From chains to choice - a journey through pain, power, and forbidden love. Aria's life began in darkness - sold by her own father to a mysterious, wealthy man named Adrino. Trapped in a world of control and submission, she endured unimaginable trauma and betrayal. But beneath the bruises and silence, a fierce spirit burned, yearning for freedom and love on her own terms. As Adrino's enigmatic hold tightens, Aria's defiance grows. She learns to wield her pain, transforming from a broken captive into a woman who commands desire and respect. Between whispered confessions and stolen moments, a dangerous, passionate bond forms - testing boundaries, exposing vulnerabilities, and igniting a fire neither can deny.
Emerald_Bliss_4021 · 17.1K Views

Duke Barlow and His Jade Queen

[Book 1 of Series Love and Empires] #Blurb version 1 “You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed. At that moment, their eyes met. Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone. “Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly. “Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia. However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.” “Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile. Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.” Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.” #Blurb version 2 "Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her. "My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her. "My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," her husband Duke Barlow told her. For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked. In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place. The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues. The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman. The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it. Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men. Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?
Olivia_Moriarty_ · 2.9K Views
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