Chelsea Dagger

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

"Fate is a chain. Those who break it are either gods… or ghosts." In a world where magic dictates hierarchy and noble houses wield power like kings, Eidralis Academy stands at the heart of it all—an institution where prodigies are shaped, alliances are forged, and the weak are discarded. When Aedric Valtherion awakens in the body of a noble heir, he is neither a savior nor a chosen one. He is a relic of the past, a forgotten soul who once fought in a war that history itself erased. His memories whisper of battles never recorded, of a betrayal that shattered eternity, and of a name that no longer exists. But something is wrong. His magic does not follow the laws of this world. His past and present seem to overlap, distort, and rewrite themselves. And an ancient prophecy—one that should have been buried—begins to unravel. "You are not meant to exist." The Academy is a battlefield, not just for magic but for power, secrets, and survival. The noble houses rule through hypocrisy, manipulation, and veiled daggers, each vying for control over the world’s fate. But beneath their political games lies something far darker—an unseen force pulling the strings, shaping history to its will. As Aedric delves deeper into the mysteries surrounding his reincarnation, he is faced with a terrible truth: The gods are not watching. The world is built upon lies. And the cycle of fate is not unbreakable—it is merely waiting for someone reckless enough to tear it apart. But at what cost? Will he unravel the truth before it consumes him? Or will he become the very monster he once swore to destroy?

Selena lost everything in an instant. Once the esteemed daughter of the noble Blanchard family, she was falsely accused of murdering her father. Stripped of her family name and noble status, she was cast into exile. But she did not despair. Gripping the bloodstained dagger Blood Requiem, she swore vengeance upon those who had betrayed her. Disguised and hidden in the shadows of noble society, Selena fights to survive. Watching her downfall from afar is the enigmatic noble, Leon Blackwood—a man who seems to aid her while constantly testing her, offering dangerous deals she cannot easily refuse. As she pursues the truth, shocking conspiracies unravel, revealing a web of betrayal and deceit. Who is the true enemy, and who can she trust? Selena’s journey for vengeance has only just begun.

Dive into a thrilling portal fantasy book - "Conman: The Fire Magician," an epic LitRPG tale of cunning, survival, and magic. Unjustly killed on the grimy streets of earth, Chrix is granted a fantastical resurrection in a realm teeming with magic, mythical creatures, and electrifying adventures. This LitRPG reincarnation catapults him from a conman navigating the perils of street life to a newcomer in a deadly world of dragons and mythical creatures. With no combat or magical prowess, Chrix is the ultimate underdog in this LitRPG portal fantasy. His survival hinges on his quick wit and innate cunning. He enters a dangerous situation that defies the laws of life and death. In a world where survival of the fittest isn't just an aphorism, but a way of life, can he adapt and thrive, or is he destined to meet his doom? Experience a snapshot of this thrilling action & adventure, an episode where an accusation cuts as sharply as a dagger, "You're a dirty rotten cheat!" But as a deadly blade flies towards him, Chrix's litrpg epic fantasy truly begins. A shield of blue energy materializes to halt the dagger's path. The calm reveal of his magical prowess leaves his accusers in stunned silence. His utterance, "Fire magician, actually," ricochets through the room, intensifying the tension. His real gamble? Surviving a second attack with just a hastily cast shield. It's a high-stakes bluff in a world where errors are lethal. But what fate awaits him if his luck runs out? Embark on this exhilarating journey of sword & sorcery and witness Chrix's transformation in this thrilling reincarnation fantasy LitRPG. Find your place in a world where nothing is as it seems. Will he become a master of magic, or will his cons lead to his downfall? As the tale unravels, so does Chrix's fate in this spellbinding portal fantasy book. "Conman: The Fire Magician" is a must-read for fans of Books › Science Fiction & Fantasy › Fantasy › Dragons & Mythical Creatures, Books › Science Fiction & Fantasy › Fantasy › Action & Adventure, and Books › Science Fiction & Fantasy › Fantasy › Sword & Sorcery. It's time to turn the page and leap into adventure. (Note this has been rewritten for publishing on the web)

Chaos, Entropy, the power of causality. The energy that makes every universe slowly decline and finally perish. The Destruction of Taoism, the birthplace of all demons and also the seed that creates universes. A secret everyone knows, but very few carry. Chaos and Causality, two forces that rule the universe itself. A simple goblin, imprinted a dagger and spent millennia chasing after it. Millions of lives and millions of adventures. His fate is one of high importance. One that will decide the fate of the multiverse itself. But who decided his fate? A Goblin with a pitch black dagger, travelling from universe to universe, acquiring strength and wisdom, all for the sake of reversing karma. Reversing the Heavens. Going against fate itself. And who would make such grandiose plans? Why, but the weakest of all creatures... A mere goblin... ---------------------------------------- This novel is bound to be big. I'll be going through a lot of lives, with a lot of different ideas. It's basically going to be all your favourite stories, blended into one protagonist. I haven't written the whole thing yet, so I'm open to ideas. If you guys want to see something specific you can always comment. Have a read, and hope you enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: Cover found on artstation.com

Fraero never wanted the throne. Fraero never wanted the power. He just wanted to live his life in peace. The capital had other ideas... Nine contenders chosen, to battle for the throne of Thesia. Each vying desperately for power, alliances are fake and smiles hide daggers. Fraero is lost in a war with opponents far superior to himself. Outmatched, outnumbered, and with no clear path to victory, Fraero has only one option: to play the game better than anyone else. Collect = More chapters Power stone = Peasant gets stoned

She gave up her wealth and power to save her husband and his company when they were on the brink of extinction. However he repaid her by bringing home his childhood sweetheart and divorcing her! He insulted her, called her names, a cheap lowly bitch and a gold-digger. Her sister in law treated her like trash, her mother in law called her a scheming fox who wanted to climb the social ladder. Fine! Divorce so it is then! Left without a single penny, she applied for a job and became a waitress. Who would know she bumped into her ex husband and his new fiancée there?! But there was another man whose business contract she accidentally discarded. That mysterious man came to her with a condition. "You made me lost a very important business contract, now you must pay," "How much? I don't have money. I'm not for sale either," the girl raised her chin arrogantly. "Become my fake girlfriend. I need a woman to please my grandfather," Shentu Jing said. His charming dark eyes seemed to be tempting her, luring her into an abyss. But when she arrived in front of his grandfather, he announced her as his fiancée! "I thought you said I was your girlfriend!" Qin Zhuzhu glared daggers at him. "Sorry, now you are my wife," the man's peach blossom eyes gazed at her lovingly. Who is this mysterious husband of hers? One day her phone rang with a notification of the latest financial news. There, she saw a man similar to her husband. Her husband is the richest Tycoon in the capital???!!!

In a remote mountain village, far from battlefields and castles, young Kaito lives a life of dusty routine: Each day, he hammers nails, plows, and axes for farmers in his father’s forge. Samurai? To him, they’re just ghostly tales spun by traveling merchants – until a stranger in torn silks arrives, wielding a blade of gleaming steel. Mesmerized by the warrior’s alien grace, Kaito watches him fight with a precision unlike the brawls of village life. But when the stranger vanishes under mysterious circumstances, he leaves behind only a ceremonial tanto (dagger) and a question that haunts Kaito: What lies beyond the mountains? Driven by curiosity, Kaito ventures beyond his valley for the first time – and stumbles into a world where swords are not just tools, but language. Yet the deeper he delves into the warrior’s art, the more perilous the dance between duty and desire becomes…

Splicers: Mages of creation, capable of bending the laws of nature to combine the DNA of various animals together to make evolved creatures or Evos. In this world there are no cars, planes, boats or many of the advanced technological marvels that we take for granted. Instead people and countries rely on Splicers and Evos for things ranging from transportation to national defense. Being a Splicer is basically a ticket to the good life for most. But not just anyone can be a splicer; you have to lucky to be born with the magic in you and even luckier to have the talent to distinguish yourself among millions of your peers. Follow Chase Kingston; a young splicer that was born in the one country in the world that being a splicer makes you a second class citizen; as he attends Andromeda College, the world's foremost institute of splicing knowledge. Where he will rub shoulders with the world's elite and future leaders of society. Far from the simple life he knew Chase will be thrown into the deep end as he learns just how cutthroat and competive the world of splicing is. Where behind even the friendliest of smiles hides a dagger aimed at your back. If Chase is to survive he'll need to gain knowledge, strength, and grit to overcome any challange. Can he do it? Read on and find out [Evo-lution is my first novel and a side project of mine. I plan to release multiple chapters a week but don't hold me to that! If this becomes more popular I'll devote more time to it. ....HUTEXA-THE-DJINN]

He is the Devil. An immortal who has lived for millions of years, the most dangerous and ruthless being who ever existed. She is a human, an ordinary girl living in the shadows, yet she was fated to be his bride from the conception of time. ******* Eve's greatest mistake was naively venturing into the forest in the middle of the night in search of food. She could never have imagined encountering the worst nightmare of her life. On the cold ground of the hauntingly dark forest, lay a deathly still man, a dagger embedded deep to his heart. Yet even in stillness, he turned out to be the most enchanting and breathtaking man she had ever seen. But never in her wildest dreams did she imagine the closed eyes of this dangerously alluring creature suddenly snapping open into a horrifyingly glowing red pair. And not only did he end up sinking his fangs into her, he also snapped away her consciousness, stealing her away from her world. Eve wakes up to an entirely different world. A scary realm filled with dragons, witches, demons and every dark, horrendous creature whispered about in legends. But little did she realize she had been entrapped by the Devil himself, the Devil who planned never to let her out of his sight the moment he set his eyes on her. And worst of all…. She belonged to him. She was the one thing he had roamed the earth for millennia to find….His Bride.

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Neraxis saved the people and wiped out the monsters, but instead of cheers, he faced silence and a glowing blue text: [Task Failed Successfully!] [Rating Generated: SSS-Rank] "The hell does that even mean?" he muttered, finding the situation a bit strange. Before he could process, the so-called heroes—who had hidden while he fought—emerged. He waited for gratitude, only to feel a dagger pierce his back. The only girl he loved stood behind him. She betrayed him. The crowd and heroes? They were staring at him with disdain and contempt. "You..." he groaned as a spear and sword headed for him, ending his life. But instead of dying, he was sent back to the past—specifically, to the first day of the academy, year 2367, 8 years before his death. However, many things had changed. One of the most significant was the sudden appearance of a Tower, a mysterious structure that had appeared across all the continents, granting power to those brave enough to contest its challenges. "Not again... With this chance I will end you all" Neraxis vowed to himself, embarking on his path of revenge, while also trying to give his life new meaning. ***** Disclaimer: MC is not instantly going to be a villain, as his background is that of a hero. The switch will be gradual in accordance with the events that happen along the way. Some snippets of such events have already been teased :) *****

Elara has never been more than a seamstress scrabbling to survive in the shadow of Veyris, a city ruled by King Theron’s iron decree: magic is treason, punishable by death. But when a slip of her needle ignites a blaze she can’t explain—flames bursting from her own hands—her quiet life shatters. Branded a witch, hunted by royal guards, and haunted by a pendant that glows with secrets she doesn’t understand, Elara is thrust into a world she never knew existed. Her only lifeline is Kael, a scarred, enigmatic young man who pulls her from the chaos, his dagger stained with blood shed to save her. But his help comes with a price: he’s a defector from the Nightveil, a shadowy order sworn to Theron, trained to track and kill mages like her.

Chelsea is a 23 year old young lady, who has been constantly body shamed, to the extent that she has almost loose her confidence and become depressed. She discovers that she has to love herself first, before others can, and shouldn't let the words of others shape her destiny. She meets someone, who will change her view about people, and show her people are not all that bad. She meets Dennis a handsome young man, who she thinks is out of her League, but he showed her that love has no league, it does not matter your shape, color, size, culture, religion and race, and that everyone deserves love. Although they started up, lesser than friends, they became best friend and so much more and in love. He was persistent in his pursuit of her and in his wish of winning her love, he was committed to her.Through his love, Chelsea gain the courage she needed to strive. She gain not only a friend, but Soulmate. It was fate that brought them together, can it keep them together?

“Chantelle Bently, you’re a murderer! Why are you still alive? You should have been the one to die!” Daniel shoved her away with anger, his face as dark and empty as the black suit he wore. Chantelle was caught off guard and lost her balance, falling hard onto her pregnant belly. The pain was unbearable, and she cried out as her body trembled. Chantelle shook her head desperately. “I told you, it wasn’t me! It was Kate!” In a trembling voice, she pleaded, “Daniel, how many times do I have to say this before you believe me? I didn’t betray your family or the Wilson Group Of Companies, and I didn’t cause your grandfather’s death.” Anger and resentment appeared in Daniel’s eyes as he threw the divorce settlement in Chantelle’s face. “Sign this now! From this day forward, I’ll make you pay a thousand times for everything you’ve done!” The sight of the document struck Chantelle like a dagger to her heart. Her whole body froze as if she had been cast into the icy wastelands of Hell. **** Her twin sister framed her, and her perfect family was destroyed on Christmas Eve. Things got worse when her husband handed her a divorce agreement. A month later, rumors spread that she had died in prison from depression. Six years later, she returned with a new face to take her revenge. She was beautiful but dangerous. Daniel felt both devastated and irritated when he saw the mysterious woman. She had the same name as his dead ex-wife, whom he hated most and the one he believed was responsible for his grandfather’s death. Despite his anger, he couldn’t deny the strong attraction he felt toward her. In fact, he was fatally obsessed and addicted to her, and the anger that had controlled him for six years slowly started to crumble.

Genius Made a mistake and pays for it. The gods bring her into their game for entertainment Join us in Watching the game of the gods. EDITING IN PROCESS!! Any errors are in line with the Editing Process. Thank you for your understanding. The image is the first-ever work I had done of Chelsea. Enjoy Support me and my works at www.Patreon.com/Madjic

In the fractured kingdoms of Eldyra, where deserts bleed molten ore and fungal forests whisper forgotten names, three outcasts are bound by a lie older than the stars. Kael, a guilt-ridden blacksmith, wields a hammer that burns with the soul of a traitorous knight. Lira, an outcast herbalist, dreams of a goddess’s death—and wakes with bloody hands. Tyrus, a thief with no past, carries daggers that devour his memories to feed a love he can’t recall. When Voidspawn—shapeshifting demons born from a murdered goddess’s rage—swarm their homes, the trio is branded as heretics and forced to flee. Their only hope lies in the Celestial Anchors, ancient relics said to halt the apocalyptic Dusk Eclipse. But as they uncover the truth, they realize the anchors are not tools of salvation… but locks. A thousand years ago, the goddess Nyrisia sacrificed herself to trap a cosmic parasite that feeds on mortal suffering. The “curse” she left behind was a shield, not a punishment. Now, her reincarnation (Lira) is unraveling, Tyrus’s lost love is the parasite’s avatar, and Kael’s hammer demands he kill the only friend he’s ever had. As kingdoms burn and allies betray them, the three must choose: reignite Nyrisia’s war and doom the world to eternal hunger, or shatter the anchors and unleash the parasite’s full wrath. But the greatest threat lies within—Lira’s goddess is waking, Tyrus’s dagger is a key, and Kael’s hammer remembers how to kill a god.

After spending over 1000 hours playing Eternal Phantasm Requiem, Fujimoto Haruto knew everything about the game. He knew Alicia von Edelweiss, the heroine. He knew the monsters. He knew the plot. And he was perfectly content being her best friend, her sidekick, and one of her party members. He wasn’t the hero, and he didn’t want to be. Alicia was the one out there saving the world while Haruto stayed in the background, helping with minor tasks and occasional support. It was a sweet deal. Then, Haruto got Isekai’d into the game world. And now? He’s still the same useless sidekick with zero heroic ability, but with one new absurd skill—he somehow keeps triggering romance flags with every villainess he meets. These villainesses are all nuts, by the way. Some want him dead, some want him married, and some want both at the same time. Meanwhile, Alicia is out there, saving the world, looking perfect, while Haruto is dodging poisoned love letters and trying to survive romantic death traps. And that’s when it hit me. I wasn’t just the sidekick anymore. I was the sidekick who somehow got romanced by every villainess in the game. Why? I don’t know. What was supposed to be a quiet, background role has turned into a nonstop disaster. Alicia, the actual heroine, is off doing all the heavy lifting, saving the world, while I’m left with a harem of murderous women who think I am their “true love.” How do I survive this? How do I deal with a life where my only job seems to be dodging love potions and poison daggers? Can Haruto escape the villainess crossfire without accidentally marrying one of them to his doom? Or will he be the first-ever sidekick to get romanced into oblivion?

No-Man’s Land is a lawless, ever-shifting battlefield where warlords, demonic kings, and ancient gods wield reality itself as their weapon. Tao Dagger was just a street thief on Earth, until he stole the wrong artifact and found himself stranded in this brutal dimension. Here, survival isn’t just about fighting; it’s about adapting, evolving, and mastering the chaotic forces that govern this world. With a system of power dictated by Primal Engines, warriors refine their instincts, forge new abilities, and ascend through sheer will and combat prowess. Tao, starting at the bottom, has only one goal: reach the Vault of Eternity, the ultimate treasure trove rumored to hold limitless wealth and the only way out of No-Man's Land. But in a world where even death isn’t absolute, Tao will have to level up, outsmart ancient beings, and carve his own legend if he ever hopes to escape. --------------------------------- P.S. While the story begins with raw combat, survival, and personal growth, a unique System will gradually be introduced. ---------------------------------

Senior student Victoria Winner is the campus queen and the heiress of her father’s empire, her name and beauty give her the strength to feel she owns the world. She is the hottest girl on campus, yet she doesn't want to date because, for her, no one is above her, and she is too beautiful to date just with anyone. And too proud of herself that no boys have ever kissed her. Girls envy her while she can toy the boys with her fingers. Until one day, a new guy on campus ruined her reputation by kissing her. Oliver Prize is the handsome and hot Alpha of the Valiant Pack, the most feared pack in the entire werewolf community. He was devastated when the elders asked him to watch over his mate from the Sterling Pack since he doesn’t believe in falling in love, and having a mate; for him, it was only a waste of time and energy. Oliver was forced to pretend as a high school senior student transferee at Zenith Academy, and his bad-boy yet mysterious aura made the girls fall for him except with one girl, Victoria. Excerpt: “How dare you steal my first kiss from me?" Victoria hissed as she looked daggers at Oliver. "And why do you ever feel so stressed about it when I can feel you enjoyed that kiss so much? It was just a kiss, Victoria. Besides, you don't even know how to kiss." Oliver replied with a smirk that made her angrier. "If you want, I can give you a kissing tutorial for free." He said and left her without taking a second glance, and that is why Victoria hated him with all her heart. He was the only guy on campus who got the courage to mess with the school queen by kissing her. He hated everything about her especially her guts, but he couldn't deny himself that the kiss he shared with Victoria was the best kiss he ever had. During Victoria's eighteenth birthday, she discovered what she truly is, a secret she can't even tell her best friend. And she realized the world she knew was all lies. Victoria couldn't accept what she was, and she found refuge in the arms of her mortal enemy, Oliver Prize. Victoria realized her archnemesis was her only salvation to survive in the new world full of mysteries and wickedness where she thought she would never belong. Can Victoria protect her heart from falling in love with the boy she hated the most? Is the Alpha going to deny or accept to himself that love exist and it is real when he realizes Victoria Winner, the mate he wanted to reject, captured his heart? (Warning: Contain mature content on the later part of the story.)

"Zhou Hua Fan...Where do you plan to disappear now?" His voice was hoarse and sore thus successfully souring her little red nose. Leaning against the door that he had uncharacteristically pressed his trembling fists against instead of breaking down like he so wanted to in order to see her once more. Biting her lips, Hua Fan buries her face into her already shaking shoulders suppressing her cries. Wiping the endless tears falling into her arms when she continued to hear him plead her so quietly but desperately it tore her up inside. "Do you have to do this? Can't...Can't you let me love you?" The back of her hand was bitten raw as a soft sob broke free upon hearing his plea. ~~~~~~~~ Zhou Hua Fan did not accept other people's love or goodwill. Knowing from a young age that all of it came with strings attached her personality had already twisted before it could be fixed. No one saw it or tried to see it. People call Zhou Hua Fan a selfish demoness who would suck the bones from a person before lowering her head and apologizing. They despise her, they fear her, the lawless princess of the Zhou family. However, this princess who should have everything, does she really have it all? When asked this the people around her gave various answers. "She was pitiful." "No one hated her more than herself." "An unfortunate soul." Asked this question, the man with dark clouds permanently gathered above his head sharply raised his dagger-like gaze as if wanting to murder you who dared utter her name without permission. "You have no right to judge her."

When creatures thought to be mythical suddenly begin an assault on Earth, the world's nations band together to devise a plan to counter them. Some share information on building powerful weapons, while others provide manpower. Unfortunately, humanity does not stand a chance against an enemy that has been hiding since ancient times. Driven into a corner, humans retreated into Undercity, the last stronghold of the human race. Due to its location in a large underground cavern, Undercity has managed to avoid destruction. Here, civilians can live fairly normal lives, and some have forgotten about the war. A group of scholars devised a method to mimic the abilities of mythical creatures, but learning to use them effectively and safely proved difficult, so they locked away all their research. Theo has only his mother left and is terrified of losing her. Desperate to protect her, he dedicates all his free time to researching the scholars who founded Undercity, hoping to unearth the secrets they left behind. One day, he finds an old rusty dagger hidden in the hollowed-out hollowed-out pages of an encyclopedia printed before the start of the war. This dagger held many secrets, and Theo lost his head while decyphering them. "It's time to go for a midnight walk." "Reap a soul within 4 hours." "Where's your head?"

In a world once shared by gods, demons, monsters, and mortals, peace was shattered when the gods declared themselves rulers, igniting a brutal war that engulfed all races. The gods created angels to enforce their will, while demon lords, magicians, and even rebellious gods fought to resist their tyranny. Caught in the chaos, a lone warrior stood against them all, wielding a legendary sword to end the conflict by cutting down those responsible. But just as he reached the god who started it all, he was betrayed—his lover, a goddess, drove the Dagger of Death into his heart, ending his crusade in an instant. His legacy faded into myth. Centuries later, he is reborn as a child, opening his eyes to a cruel reality—his mother, a magician, is fleeing for her life. Hunted by those who once sought her death, she takes refuge in the monster-controlled lands, raising him in hiding. But the past cannot be escaped. When he returns home one day, he finds his mother taken by those who once pursued her, leaving him with only one path—to uncover the truth of his past life and the reason for his betrayal. As he embarks on his journey, he forms an unlikely alliance with a fallen angel, exiled for defying the gods. He travels across a fractured world where: Gods rule the skies, watching over their sacred lands. Demon lords reign over vast kingdoms, warring amongst themselves. Monsters inhabit the wilds, free but scattered. Humans cling to their kingdoms, some still devoted to the gods, others seeking freedom. Determined to find his mother and reclaim his lost identity, he begins to gather outcasts—monsters, angels, and those forsaken by their own kind—and builds a kingdom where all races can live in peace. But this newfound sanctuary becomes a threat to the powerful rulers of the world. Demon lords and human kings conspire to crush him, but they dare not act openly, fearing the growing support he has gained. Even the gods, once indifferent, begin to take notice. As he delves deeper into the mysteries of his past, he faces an impossible question: Was his past life truly righteous, or was he just another force of destruction? Is his destiny to kill the gods, or is there another path? As old enemies rise and forgotten truths emerge, the reincarnated warrior must decide—will he finish what he started, or break free from the cycle of vengeance?

Ongoing~~ Thunder struck loudly admist the harsh rain, as Raven's killer slowly lifted his hood off his face. "Ryles?" Raven's voice held a note of surprise, as he looked up at the man in front of him, with a shock filled face. "Tell me, what are you doing here in Mythoria?" Ryles bent to his level to hear him speak, but Raven didn't attempt to Open his mouth. His vibrant green eyes, glowing in the dark, and reflecting the sillhouette of Ryles. Tension hung in the air, both dreading what was to come next. The occasional flash of lightning did nothing but enhance the menacing look of Ryles as he loomed over Raven. Raven was smart enough not to struggle, he instead remained as still as wood 'They wouldn't kill me right? , they still need me ' Raven thought to himself but even he realized how stupid that sounded. "why? " was all he breathed out, despite having so much to say. He was smart enough to understand that, Ryles showing up like this meant he was ordered to kill him. He just couldn't understand why... " Ask master himself" was Ryles' response as he drove a dagger into Raven's chest. His scream was accompanied by a loud thunder, and suddenly it was as if his strength had returned. He pushed Ryles' off with so much force that something like light blasted out of his hands and sent Ryles' flying to hit a tree. Blood spurted out of his mouth immediately as he curled in pain for a split second, his pupils dilated. Raven was beyond shocked as he didn't understand how he had come to posses such powers. It was like something deep within him was unlocked. Immediately getting up on his feet, he began sprinting with insane speed, despite the overwhelming pain coming from his chest. He didn't dare pull out the dagger as he was well accustomed with these type of poisoned weapons. Ryles' had also sprinted after Raven immediately, this time drawing out his sword as he didn't know what other dangerous trick the boy would pull again. Ryles couldn't deny that he was surprised, as he never knew Raven could be this powerful. The kid had hidden himself quite well. Maybe that was why master wanted him dead. The heavy rainfall made it hard to see or keep track of the boy, but Ryles' was well trained to use his other senses and he spotted Raven above, sprinting stealthily but slowly from tree to tree. " smart, aren't you?" Ryles smirked at the boy's intelligence. That was why it had been hard to track him, He leapt off the ground, flicking poisoned blades which accurately hit and cut him deeply across the shoulder Another pained cry filled the forest as Raven lost balance and fall with a thud, Ryles without wasting time descended on him and drove his sword into his gut. Thunder struck loudly, as a moment of silence passed with them holding each other's gaze. Blood slowly gushed out and flowed to the edge, dropping down into the deep waters below, reminding them both that they were at the edge of a cliff. " I'm sorry but you have to die" Was the last thing he heard......

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

The Tragic Past Life In the small village of Qinghe, nestled between rolling green hills and a winding river, Li Qingyun was born into a poor but honest farming family. Though they had little wealth, their love for one another was strong. Her father, Li Shengtian, was a hardworking farmer, and her mother, Madam Zhou, was a skilled cook who did her best to feed the family with their meager earnings. Qingyun had two younger brothers, Li Zhihao and Li Ming, both lively boys who adored their elder sister. However, their peaceful life was not without hardship. Their land was poor, and greedy relatives, including her uncle Li Bao, schemed to take what little they had. The village head, Old Master Wang, favored the rich and oppressed the weak, forcing many into debt. Qingyun, though hardworking and intelligent, was too naïve in her past life. She trusted the wrong people—Liu Meifeng, a childhood friend who later betrayed her, and Zhang Tianyu, a man who claimed to love her but only sought to use her. At seventeen, tragedy struck. A false accusation of theft led to the downfall of her family. Her father was beaten to death, her mother succumbed to illness, and her brothers were sold as laborers. Qingyun herself was forced into a loveless marriage with a cruel merchant, suffering years of abuse. One fateful night, she escaped and stumbled to the riverbank where she once found a beautiful pearl bracelet in her childhood. The bracelet was rumored to be cursed, but Qingyun had always admired its beauty. As she clutched it tightly, tears streaming down her face, her enemies found her. “Li Qingyun, you should have died long ago,” sneered Liu Meifeng before pushing a dagger into her chest. As the blood dripped onto the bracelet, a warm light enveloped her. In her last moments, she wished for another chance—to change her fate, to protect her family, and to exact revenge on those who destroyed her. When she opened her eyes again, she was twelve years old, lying in her small wooden bed, the scent of her mother’s cooking filling the air. She had been reborn. Now, she had a second chance.

In a realm where strength determines fate and weakness is extinguished without mercy, Hiroshi Tanaka was once invisible—a forgotten shadow in a world that glorified dominance. But when he was cast into the Abyss, a nightmarish void teeming with horrors beyond comprehension, something extraordinary awakened within him. From the depths of despair rose Phoenix , a name born from fire and fury. Empowered by a forbidden artifact pulsing with ancient, corruptive energy, Phoenix became more than human—he became a force of nature. His crimson eyes glow like embers in the dark, his presence cloaked in an aura of untouchable mystery. Twin daggers hum with an otherworldly resonance as he moves through battle like a phantom, striking faster than thought and vanishing before his enemies can react.