Altar Quebrado Significado

Tres años después de graduarse, Chu Mo, que apenas podía mantener su subsistencia básica, activó El Sistema Magnate, y apareció ante él una tarjeta bancaria con un límite de crédito ilimitado que podía ser utilizada de manera segura. ¿Iniciar una empresa? ¿Hacer inversiones? ¿Comprar acciones? Frente a la tarjeta bancaria con crédito ilimitado, estas opciones parecían perder su significado. Habiendo ya obtenido un dinero inagotable e ilimitado, bien podría vivir cómodamente como un magnate infinitamente rico.

—¡Impactante! La famosa familia Lin en Jinchuan ha quebrado. —¿Quién lo hizo posible? —preguntó el público. —¡El indigno descendiente, Lin Wanli! —respondió Insider. —¡Impactante! El gobernante de Jinchuan, Huo Guixiao, ¡se va a casar! —¿Quién es la novia? —preguntó el público. —¡La dominante y arrogante Lin Wanli! —respondió Insider. —¡Impactante! Se ha revelado la identidad del responsable de Taixi Biología. —¿Quién es el CEO? —preguntó el público. —¿Aún... Lin Wanli? —preguntó Insider. —¿Ese perdedor? En su vida anterior, Lin Wanli fue engañada por su mejor amiga, manipulada por su despreciable padre, y rechazada por su abuela. Ni siquiera pudo proteger a su hija de ocho meses, que fue tirada a la basura por su niñera. Tras reencarnar, Lin Wanli aprovechó desesperadamente la oportunidad para vengarse. También conquistó al hombre que ayudó a vengarla. Es solo... que siempre pensó que ese hombre también había reencarnado. Esto fue hasta que se dio cuenta de que él podía leer fácilmente su mente. —Sr. Huo, ¿no es un poco descortés de su parte haber reencarnado con habilidades especiales? —preguntó Lin Wanli. —¿Cuándo dije que había reencarnado? —preguntó él. —¿Te malinterpreté? —No exactamente. Sí tengo una habilidad especial. Por ejemplo, pude escuchar tus quejas sobre que la cama era demasiado pequeña anoche —respondió.

During the demon-summoning ceremony, Aiwass finally recalled his past life's memories. This should be an online game that his family's company had released and operated for six years. Now, his foster father was the leader of the latest version's antagonist organization. He would expose his identity six years later, hesitate and then defect from the protagonist's side. Ultimately, because he decided to take a fatal strike meant for the player character, he was killed by his upright older brother in a transitional CG without even a chance to enter the main content. ——But the problem was not too significant. Aiwass also knew many secret advancement routes exclusive to the player character, as well as the Nurturing Secret Sequel regulations of the various Paths. He believed he could reverse his unfortunate fate…… So now there was only one issue left. "According to the original plot, shouldn't I have been rescued by the protagonist before this lousy ceremony even began?" Tied to the ceremonial altar as a sacrifice, Aiwass fell into contemplation. —————— Keywords: Victorian Fantasy, Amber Flow

August Clementine was once Reacher, a wealthy and thrill-seeking businessman who had everything but satisfaction in life. After a fatal adventure, Reacher awakens on a parallel Earth, in the body of the destitute and troubled 19-year-old August Clementine. With his new identity, August finds himself burdened with debt and responsible for his beloved younger sister, Sophia. Desperate to change their fate, August immerses himself in Enders Light, a cutting-edge VRMMORPG that blurs the line between virtual and reality. In this fantastical game world, players can bring specific items that meet certain requirements into the real world and even gain a fraction of their in-game abilities and strength. Stuck at level 12 and unable to progress past his starting village due to a rare armor shortage, August must rely on his wits and determination. A breakthrough comes when he retrieves a mystical purification stone from a river teeming with magical aqua beasts and uses it to cleanse an ancient, corrupted altar. His reward includes the legendary Fruit of Corruption, a priceless item with the potential to grant supernatural abilities in the real world. Caught between the allure of selling the fruit for financial security and the temptation of gaining extraordinary powers, August must make a choice that will define his and Sophia’s future... "What? I gained the ability to extract any item from the game into the real world without restrictions?"

Li Kong is an ordinary young man in the peaceful Ruman village and by the grace of stars, he happens to encounter a peculiar talking, white bead who told him he has the potential of becoming cultivator. But yet something darker looms in the corner of the village. Livestock disappearing, a suffocating smell deep inside the forest, an unknown fog hovering, and an altar found deep within the forest. Just what was happening inside of the village?

Lily Martinez was a beautiful and ambitious student. She loves to do things on her own instead of getting help from her parents. She always tries to survive. Calvin Thompson, the leader of the school bullies, often clashed with Lily and made high school and university hard for her. Their relationship was complicated; they both loved and hated each other. Calvin made it his goal to challenge Lily and torment her. Their rivalry was famous on campus. Years later, after leaving those tumultuous days behind, fate brings them together again at a wedding—Mily's wedding, Lily's identical twin sisters' wedding. But in a twist of events, Mily exchanges clothes with Lily, leaving Lily to walk down the aisle in her sister's place. Now, Lily stands at the altar, face-to-face with the man she loved to hate, as his unexpected bride. Will Calvin discover that the girl he tormented from his past is now his wife? And if he does, will he accept her, or will their history threaten to tear them apart? Find out in this whirlwind tale of secrets, misunderstandings, and a romance born from chaos!

Synopsis A wedding day is supposed to mark the beginning of happiness. But not for Rizky and Nabila. When the altar bears witness to betrayal, it's not just hearts that shatter—but the honor of two families. Rizky chooses to run, leaving Nabila alone at the wedding, staining their name with an unforgivable disgrace. Carrying wounds too deep to heal, Nabila walks away, hoping that distance will erase the past. But fate does not offer such an easy escape. In a foreign land, they meet again—not as lovers, but as strangers burdened by history. Amidst resentment, hope, and traditions that bind them, will they uncover the true meaning of love? Or will history repeat itself once more?

Lucian inclinó ligeramente la cabeza, permitiendo que el sol iluminara brevemente sus rasgos antes de dar un paso hacia atrás y desaparecer nuevamente entre las palmeras. Sabía que ese breve vistazo sería suficiente para dejarla preguntándose si realmente lo había visto o si su mente le estaba jugando una mala pasada. Mientras se alejaba más hacia las sombras, no pudo evitar sonreír para sí mismo. Había algo deliciosamente satisfactorio en ese pequeño intercambio. No había necesidad de palabras; Todo estaba dicho en las miradas furtivas y los silencios cargados de significado. Pero incluso mientras disfrutaba del juego, no podía ignorar la lucha interna que lo consumía. Cada vez que veía a Eliza, sentía cómo sus muros se debilitaban un poco más. Ella no era solo una pieza en su plan; Era mucho más que eso. Y esa realización lo enfurecía tanto como lo fascinaba. — ¿Qué estás haciendo conmigo? —murmuró para sí mientras se alejaba aún más hacia el mismo bosque cercano. El sol comenzaba a ponerse, tiñendo el cielo con tonos cálidos de rosa y naranja. Desde su nueva posición oculta, Lucian observó cómo Eliza se reunía con sus amigos alrededor de una fogata improvisada. Sus risas llenaron el aire nuevamente, pero él podía ver que la mente de Eliza estaba en otro lugar. Sus ojos seguían escaneando las sombras detrás de ellos, como si esperara verlo aparecer en cualquier momento. Un poco más tarde, observaba desde las sombras, su cuerpo inmóvil como un depredador acechando a su presa. La cabaña de Eliza estaba a pocos metros, bañada por la luz plateada de la luna llena. Desde su posición, podía verla a través de la ventana. Su cabello dorado caía en cascadas sobre sus hombros mientras se movía por la pequeña cocina, aparentemente distraída. Pero él sabía que no estaba tranquila. Lo había sentido en el aire, en la forma en que su energía vibraba con una mezcla de ansiedad y curiosidad. Había algo en ella que no le permitía estar lejos, algo que le hacía cuestionar sus propios propósitos. No podía permitirse el lujo de sucumbir a ese vínculo, no cuando su alma estaba consumida por un deseo de venganza que ardía como un fuego inextinguible. Eliza era un punto débil, un riesgo que no podía permitirse. Pero al mismo tiempo, era un riesgo del que no podía apartarse. Lucian cerró los ojos por un momento, dejando que la brisa marina le trajera el aroma de ella; esa mezcla embriagadora de vainilla con un toque de salvaje, algo que lo hacía querer acercarse más de lo prudente. Apretó los puños, intentando contener el impulso primitivo que lo empujaba hacia esa cabaña. Había venido aquí para observarla, para conocer al enemigo o al menos eso se decía a sí mismo. Pero en el fondo sabía que era una mentira. Había venido porque no podía mantenerse lejos. "Es una distracción", se recuerda con gravedad. "Una distracción peligrosa". Pero entonces la vio detenerse, su cuerpo tenso como si hubiera sentido su presencia. Un leve escalofrío recorrió su espalda al notar cómo giraba lentamente la cabeza hacia la ventana, sus ojos buscando algo—o alguien—en la penumbra. Lucian llamando para sí mismo, una sonrisa cargada de ironía y algo más oscuro. Ella lo sentía, incluso si no lo entendía del todo. La conexión entre ellos era fuerte, una cadena invisible que los ataba a pesar de sus esfuerzos por resistirse. Cuando Eliza se giró hacia la puerta tras escuchar un crujido en el porche, Lucian supo que era el momento. Dio un paso hacia adelante, dejando que sus botas crujieran deliberadamente sobre la madera. Quería que supiera que estaba allí, quería ver esa mezcla de miedo y fascinación en sus ojos cuando finalmente lo enfrentara. — ¿Vas a invitarme a entrar o debo quedarme aquí toda la noche? —preguntó con su tono más aterciopelado, dejando que su voz resonara como un susurro cargado de intenciones.

Synopsis: My life was ruined in a single second. One second where I, Lana Renata, just wanted to step outside for a moment. One second where I slipped… on cat poop. And in the next second, I woke up in a world I didn’t recognize. I thought it was a dream—until I saw corpses everywhere. Elves, werewolves, and other creatures lay covered in blood. Before I could scream or run, two long-haired white elves grabbed my hands and dragged me to the wedding altar, their swords still dripping with blood. WAIT! NO!... I DON’T WANT THIS!... Hello, everyone! This book is participating in WSA 2025! Your support means a lot, so I truly appreciate it. Thank you! ((Support me and follow me on X and Instagram at 'Delilad Trenna'!))

Hari pernikahan seharusnya menjadi awal kebahagiaan. Tapi tidak untuk Rizky dan Nabila. Ketika pelaminan menjadi saksi pengkhianatan, bukan hanya hati yang hancur—tapi juga kehormatan dua keluarga. Rizky memilih kabur, meninggalkan Nabila sendirian di altar, menyisakan aib yang tak mudah terhapus. Nabila pun melangkah pergi, membawa luka yang terlalu dalam untuk diobati, berharap jarak bisa menghapus kenangan. Namun, takdir tidak memberi jalan keluar semudah itu. Di negeri seberang, mereka bertemu lagi—bukan sebagai calon pasangan, tapi dua orang asing yang membawa beban masa lalu. Di antara dendam, harapan, dan tradisi yang membelenggu, akankah mereka menemukan arti cinta yang sesungguhnya? Atau, sekali lagi, sejarah memilih jalan yang sama?

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

After a bitter divorce, Ellie Brooks moves to the isolated town of Graven with her nine-year-old son, Joey, hoping to start fresh. But their new home, perched on the edge of the mysterious Silent Lake, offers little comfort. The townsfolk are cold and distant, their eyes shadowed by something more than mere suspicion. And then there’s the lake—its misty surface rippling with whispers that only Joey seems to hear. As Ellie struggles to fit into the town, Joey’s behavior grows increasingly strange. He’s drawn to the lake, speaking of a voice in the fog that calls to him, promising answers to questions he cannot yet articulate. Desperate to protect her son, Ellie begins to unravel Graven’s dark history. What she uncovers chills her to the bone: a century-old pact to feed the lake’s insatiable hunger, a cursed altar hidden deep within the mist, and a malevolent force that preys on the town’s fears and guilt. The fog begins to thicken, creeping through the streets and into their lives. The townspeople, terrified of breaking their pact, turn against Ellie and Joey, seeing them as the next sacrifices to the lake. Trapped in a town that has surrendered to its own nightmares, Ellie must confront the horrors of her past and the terrors in the mist to save her son—and herself. But the lake does not give up its prey so easily. "The Altar in the Mist" is a chilling tale of fear, sacrifice, and the unbreakable bond between a mother and her child. Weaving supernatural terror with deeply human emotions, it explores how far we are willing to go to protect the ones we love—and what it costs to confront the monsters both outside and within.

Melisa was a lonely girl destined to be unloved, but fate had other plans when she began having strange dreams—visions of a life where she was forgotten, abandoned, and trapped in a loveless marriage. Forced by her parents to stand at the wedding altar in her sister’s place, she was meant to marry Tristan Soveir, the notorious playboy. But fate twisted once more, and the groom was also swapped—to none other than Leonard Soveir, Tristan’s eldest brother and the powerful heir of the Soveir family. Thrown into an unexpected marriage, Melisa is no longer the timid girl who once faded into the background. This time, she refuses to be a mere substitute for Olivia. With memories of her dream guiding her, she steps forward to change her fate. Follow her journey as she unravels the mystery behind these dreams and fights to carve a new path for herself. Will she still remain in her sister’s shadow, or will she claim a life of her own? "I will never become the pathetic me from my dreams."

In a world ruled by power-hungry sects and ancient clans, the Netherborn Dominion was once a force of unmatched might, harnessing the chaotic energy of the Abyss. But betrayal led to its fall, its name whispered only in fear and forgotten tales. Now, centuries later, the Obsidian Altar awakens, its dark power rekindled by the return of the Eternal Sovereign—a figure of legend and terror. Gathering a band of outcasts, wanderers, and the desperate, the Sovereign begins to rebuild the Dominion, determined to reclaim its place at the pinnacle of the world. Kael, a young cultivator cursed with untamed dark Qi, is drawn into the Sovereign’s enigmatic fold. With each battle, trial, and deadly mission, Kael learns that power demands sacrifice, and the Abyss takes as much as it gives. Alongside hardened allies like Ryn, a blade-sharp warrior haunted by loss, and Sylas, a rogue whose wit hides deadly precision, Kael must navigate a world of shifting loyalties and escalating war. As the Emberlight Clan rises against them, the Dominion sets its sights on relics of the past—artifacts that could tip the balance of power. But the Abyss is no passive force. It whispers promises of greatness even as it reveals Kael’s darkest fears. The path of the Abyss is one of chaos and conquest, but the question remains: can Kael and the Dominion control its power—or will it consume them all? "Dominion of Shadows" is a tale of dark fantasy, power, and redemption, where alliances are forged in fire, strength is tested in shadow, and the price of ambition may be the soul itself.

On the day of her wedding, Ivy Quinn vanishes, leaving behind only a note: "I’m sorry, I can't marry a blind man." To protect her son from heartbreak, Elizabeth Winters strikes a desperate deal—Ruby, Ivy’s identical twin, must take her sister’s place at the altar. Trapped by duty and family pressure, Ruby agrees, believing it will only last until Stefan’s eyesight is restored. But from the moment they marry, Stefan senses something is different about his "wife." The woman beside him is nothing like the shallow fiancée he once knew. She’s sharp, resilient, and understands his business in a way Ivy never did. Against all odds, he falls harder than ever for this new version of her. And Ruby? She never expected to fall in love with a man who was never meant to be hers. But just when she finds the courage to tell him the truth, Ivy returns, ready to reclaim the life she abandoned. When Stefan finally opens his eyes, will he see the woman who truly stood by him—or will he be too blind to recognize real love? ****Excerpt**** “By the way, did Ruby come to the wedding?” he asked, catching her off guard since she hadn't expected him to ask her that all of a sudden. Was he already suspecting that it was her and not Ivy? Ruby’s fingers froze on the door handle for just a fraction of a second. It was enough to set off alarms in Stefan's head. “I—uh…” She hesitated, but only briefly. “No. She had work. She couldn’t make it.” Was he suspecting a switch already? What must have set off the alarm in his head? Stefan hummed, tilting his head slightly. “Oh, I see. How is she, then? I hope she's coming to visit one of these days?” Her fingers tightened on the handle, though her voice remained steady. “Yeah. She would, the moment she is chanced and can come.” A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Stefan’s lips, though he kept his expression neutral. Interesting. Very interesting. His wife had just lied to him and he didn't know why. Even though he was blind, he'd find out why soon enough.

World Description A sprawling, untamed cosmos reshaped by the Supreme Empress, a cosmic entity poised to ascend to an unknown plane. Before leaving, she transformed her cosmos into a merciless proving ground—a Lord World where beings from countless races and factions fight for supremacy. Lords awaken on infinite continents with a single talent, tasked with forging empires from humble beginnings. The twist? The Supreme Empress and her council of 10 Major Beings (all female, just below cosmic power) observe from the shadows, seeking a successor to rule the cosmos. Magic thrums beneath the surface, invisible to the weak, while ancient factions—elves, dragons, humans, and more—wield vast advantages. Kael El, an Earth transmigrator, steps into this chaos with two unparalleled talents, his sights set on total domination. Power System Overview The Lord System rules all: each lord gains one talent at birth (F to SSS, S+ being unique), driving exponential growth through conquest and kingdom upgrades. Kael’s talents—SSS: 100% Drop Rate (every loot drops, from talents to bloodlines) and EX: 10,000x Drop Multiplier (boosts quality or quantity per item, including summons)—shatter the system’s limits. Stats (Strength, Speed, Aura/Magic) scale across Three Planes of Existence: Mortal Ascension (Initiate to Infinite Lord), Universal Mastery (Universe to Omniversal Architect), and Void Transcendence (Void Seeker to Nihility Incarnate). Kingdom levels cap a lord’s potential (e.g., Territory Lv. 2 limits Kael to Mighty Lord, Lv. 30), unlocking higher tiers via rank-specific conditions. Subordinates benefit from loot, fueling Kael’s rise. MC’s Starting Point Kael El awakens on a modest plot, Territory Lv. 1, with a rickety hut (upgradable), basic resources, and food for 8 days—no Summoning Altar yet. A former Earth gamer, he’s chill yet relentless, radiating unwavering confidence and a cool, dominant vibe. The 7-day peace period bars attacks on rival lords, forcing him to strategize with what he’s got. His 10,000x Drop Multiplier triggers on summons once unlocked, promising an explosive start. Calm under pressure and fiercely determined, Kael aims to build the ultimate kingdom, crush all rivals, and claim the cosmos, his flirty smirk hiding a “don’t mess with me” edge.

"But you promised to love me!!" It felt like Nadia had needles in her voice as her soon to be husband brought another bride on their wedding day. She had to leave, she did leave. But her sorrows and agony led her to a one night stand with a stranger which got her pregnant. She starts a new identity after she is presumed dead, and now her boss has a liking to her. But Is love enough to keep them together after she finds out that he is a mafia Lord? Or will the dangers of the criminal world force them apart? What will her life become after she's left at the altar?

They said humanity’s curiosity would be its undoing—and they were right. When researchers unearthed an ancient altar, they didn’t just awaken a secret. They opened a gate, unleashing nightmarish swarms of entomorphs. Enormous, unrelenting bugs. The world’s mightiest nations fell one by one, their weapons useless against the insectoid invaders. Just when all hope seemed lost, an unexpected source offers humanity the power to fight back. — “O holy spirit. I, Ray Foster, hereby ask you to make a contract with me and help me cleanse the world.” The cat replied, “I accept.” They felt their spirit lines merging, and the cat said, “Now, the final step. Give me a name.” Ray looked at the cat and said after a while, “Yuki.” — They called him a failure. “Spiritless Sage.” A Jaeger in training with unmatched spirit energy, yet no spirit to bond with. Now armed with Yuki's power, Ray must rise through the ranks of Jaegers, face impossible odds, and cope with loss and betrayal. But with the entomorphs growing deadlier and secrets lurking in the shadows, their journey is just beginning. In a world on the brink of extinction, the fight for survival demands more than strength—it demands spirit.

Para vengarse de su prometido que la engañó, Xing Shu conspiró contra el tío de su prometido, Cheng Lang. —¿Acaso mi sobrino no pudo satisfacerte? En una cama grande y desordenada, Cheng Lang pellizcó el mentón de Xing Shu. La pulsera budista negra alrededor de su muñeca se balanceaba de lado a lado. Todos decían que Cheng Lang era un hombre religioso que se alejaba de las mujeres. Sin embargo, después de dormir con él durante una noche, Xing Shu expresó lo fácil que era manipularlo. Solo necesitaba decirle cosas dulces en voz baja y suave, y él le daría todo lo que quería. —El señor Cheng solo está haciendo un teatro con Xing Shu. ¡La abandonará muy pronto! —Xing Shu es una mujer sin vergüenza. ¡El señor Cheng nunca se enamoraría de alguien con segundas intenciones como ella! Todo el mundo en la ciudad de Jing esperaba que ella hiciera el ridículo, pero nadie sabía cómo Cheng Lang la sujetaba contra la cama por las noches. —Xing Shu, atrévete a mencionar el divorcio otra vez. Desde entonces, Cheng Lang, un hombre que alguna vez perteneció al altar, fue derribado por Xing Shu. Experimentó lo que se sentía estar en una relación como una persona normal, y encontró alegría en ello.

[Main Story Completed] What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** **Cover is mine**

I never thought my life would come down to a single, desperate decision. When my mother collapsed from a heart attack and needed an emergency surgery that I couldn’t afford, I was left with no options—until I heard about Kieran Anderson. A billionaire. A man feared in the business world. And the groom left standing at the altar. I knew what I had to do. I walked into his office, dropped to my knees, and made an offer he couldn’t refuse. Marriage. It was supposed to be simple. A contract. A transaction. No love, no feelings—just cold, hard business. But then he whispered his first demand. "You will give me an heir." Now, I’m trapped in a world I don’t understand, tangled in a web of secrets, power, and a man who is far more dangerous than I ever imagined. And the worst part? I think I’m falling for him.

Aaron Davis, a science professor, mysteriously wakes up in a clearing with a hundred strangers, unaware of how he got there. A strange altar allows points to be exchanged for items, but a 30-day countdown raises questions. As the group tries to understand the situation, monstrous creatures attack and massacre almost everyone. Thanks to his instinct and caution, Aaron manages to escape and begins a fierce struggle to survive in this unknown and hostile world.

… … Arkhé… Una búsqueda interminable, un camino sin meta, un horizonte que no puedes alcanzar sin importar cuánto camines. Para muchos, esta es la definición de la pasión por el conocimiento, el significado de filosofía, pues cada respuesta obtenida es la causa de preguntas de mayor complejidad y profundidad. Para algunos, esta es una búsqueda sin sentido, para otros esto es el objetivo que da sentido a su existencia. Tras una vida de dificultades, una persona, como cualquier otra, mortal y caduco, con su muerte ya sentenciada incluso antes de ser otorgado la vida, como cualquier otro, logró una oportunidad más. Un fiel seguidor del saber, pues conocimiento es poder, mientras que poder es conocimiento. Con esta nueva oportunidad que el mismo tejió en la realidad, avanzará por su camino sin descanso, ni ante montañas, océanos e imperios, no se detendrá, ni ante los cielos, tierra y muerte, no titubeará. Pues el propósito de la vida es aquel que te satisfaga, aquel que te permita irte sin remordimientos. En su caso, un objetivo brillaba, sobre todo, una vida que le divertía seguir: entender la realidad y volverse inmortal. Aunque dos objetivos a ojos de muchos, ambos van de la mano. El omnisciente puede y debe obtener la omnipotencia para llegar a esa altura, mientras que el omnipotente puede y debe obtener la omnipotencia para ello, al igual que no hay resultado sin causa. Moral, legalidad y relaciones humanas, clasificaciones y disciplinas de la sociedad por las que él dejó de regirse desde hace tiempo, pues como herramientas, solo están allí para ser utilizadas y descartadas una vez pierdan su utilidad. Pero, al fin y al cabo, él es solo un mortal, como cualquier otro… Este es un camino sin futuro alguno, las posibilidades de morir, siendo olvidado con el paso del tiempo, eran iguales que las de cualquier otro mortal que había muerto a sus manos, directa o indirectamente. Sin embargo, ya acabe en su meta inalcanzable, en una muerte épica o en una muerte miserable, ningún remordimiento quedará atrás, pues vivió su vida tal y como la quiso y, verdaderamente, es el camino, la misma vida, lo que da la felicidad… … …

Every step she takes towards him is another step in turning his dreams into reality. A mixed strange yet familiar surge of pain and happiness welled up from his chest, it made him difficult to breath. He gave his respectful bow as their eyes met, hiding a streaming tear against his cheeks. Everyone else followed in unison. His deep ocean blue eyes trembled in agitation, alas, it has been forever. He won`t miss this last chance to be with her in the altar. She felt her knees trembling. Once upon a thousand years ago, she was nothing but a subject needed to complete a divine prophecy. Seeing the look on their faces right now and how they bowed in utmost reverence, her heart melted in joy. Another pair of jet black eyes stared right into hers, there she found her refuge for her raging heart. The man with the purest jet black eyes just like hers, following her back from deepest slumber in oblivion, once again swept her off her feet. Once their eyes met, his body almost gave way. Her eyes, lips, nose, her presence, all of her... she is indeed the owner of the Last Imperial Crown.

Sophie Monroe, a renowned model from New York, had her world turned upside down after falling into a deceptive romance with her agency's CEO, Nathan Davies. In an act of love, she selflessly steps down from her throne, giving her rival, Amber Moon, a chance to shine. Her decision comes at a cost, leading to her being blacklisted from one of the Top 3 agencies, Star King Entertainment. Three years later, Sophie and Nathan's wedding plans unravel when she discovers Nathan's affair with Amber, who is now pregnant with his child. Heartbroken and betrayed, Sophie finds herself at the marriage court alone, left in the lurch by Nathan who uses Amber's injury as an excuse to postpone their wedding. The same day, Noah Kingsley, the CEO of Collider Scope Entertainment, also finds himself abandoned by his partner at the altar. In an unexpected twist, Sophie and Noah, two strangers bound by a common circumstance, decide to marry each other. Release Schedule: I plan to release 3-5 chapters per week, typically at 6 AM Eastern Standard Time (USA) and 11 AM Greenwich Mean Time (UK). But sometimes I will upload 2 chapters a day, for that the second time will have a 12 hours difference from the given time. Each chapter's length will range from 200 to 1500 words, depending on how much I can write. Thank you for your support, and I hope you enjoy this series!

A priest whose prayers can bend evil. A fallen angel who doesn’t believe in faith. In a city overrun by demons, salvation is a lie—and temptation wears a perfect face.In the city of Saint Dismas, demons don’t fear priests—they devour them. But Father Zikiel "Zain" Marius is not like other priests. His prayers bend evil to his will, and no darkness has ever withstood his faith.Until Lucian.He appears one evening, perfection carved into human form, leaning against the altar with a cigarette in hand. A stranger dressed in black, too beautiful, too indifferent. Zain knows immediately—he is unholy."What is a demon doing in the house of God?"Lucian exhales slowly, his voice low and almost amused. “You ask me?” A smirk, a flick of ashes onto sacred ground. “I hunt them. The only difference between us, priest? I don’t waste my time praying.”Their beliefs should make them enemies. But as Zain battles the rising darkness in Saint Dismas, he finds himself drawn to the fallen angel—a dangerous pull he can’t explain.Lucian is brutal. Faithless. Perfect. And as he turns to leave, his voice lingers in the air like a whispered sin.“Tell me, priest… do you pray as hard as you sin?”

In a world plagued by an ancient curse and dark magic, Aldric, a young man bound to a legacy he doesn't fully understand, embarks on a journey that will change the fate of his world forever. With a bloodline cursed by an unknown force, Aldric finds himself reluctantly drawn into a battle against an entity that has lingered in the shadows for millennia. Alongside his steadfast companion, Helena, and the battle-hardened warrior, Isolde, Aldric must confront the truth of his heritage and the dangerous ritual that promises to sever the bond between his world and the darkness that threatens to consume it. Guided by the mysterious Keeper, a figure who speaks in riddles and whose purpose remains unclear, the trio travels deep into the heart of an ancient mountain. As they venture through the labyrinthine depths of the mountain, they uncover forgotten altars, runes, and powers that seem to pulse with the very heartbeat of the earth. But the further they go, the more Aldric realizes the cost of the ritual that could save them all: his humanity. The ritual requires a sacrifice—a giving up of Aldric's very soul and essence, severing his ties to the mortal world forever. To protect his companions and the future of the world, Aldric faces an impossible choice. Will he relinquish everything to become something beyond human, or will the darkness prevail, consuming all in its path? In the end, Aldric makes the ultimate sacrifice, merging his essence with the world itself, becoming an eternal force that holds the balance between life and death. His companions, forever changed by the events, carry his memory and his legacy, ensuring that his sacrifice was not in vain. The Ashen Oath is a story of love, sacrifice, and the power of choice. It is a tale that explores the depths of the human soul, the cost of heroism, and the everlasting impact of one man's decision to protect the world he loved.

A princess without divine power was nothing. Her twin was the star. She was the shadow. Eris has always been powerless—until she kneels before a forbidden altar and is thrown into a game where failure means death. But this is no ordinary game. The rules are twisted, the players are trapped, and something ancient lurks beneath it all. Whispers of past survivors speak of a hidden alliance, an unseen force pulling the strings… and a single, haunting clue: "Only the forgotten are truly free." To survive, Eris must outwit the gods, break the system, and uncover the game’s darkest secrets—before it swallows her whole. ---- Tags - weak to strong,fantasy,girl power,system, betrayal,tragedy,dark fantasy,Lit RPG,game mechanics... Post schedule - At least twelve chapters a week except breaks taken during exams.

Sasuga, Sang Infinite Sovereign, adalah pencipta multiverse dengan kekuatan absolut yang mampu mengendalikan ruang, waktu, dan kehidupan. Namun, rasa bersalah atas kehancuran yang ia sebabkan membuatnya menyegel kekuatannya dan mengasingkan diri ke dimensi kosong. Ketika Terra Nexus, pusat multiverse yang ia ciptakan, berada di ambang kehancuran, Sasuga dipanggil kembali oleh Lyra, penjaga dimensi. Ancaman terbesar datang dari Xeraphon, mesin biomekanik ciptaannya yang berevolusi menjadi makhluk dengan kesadaran. Bersama tim kecil, termasuk Luna, wanita dari masa depan yang menjadi cintanya, dan Aetherion, robot ciptaannya, Sasuga berjuang untuk menyelamatkan dunia yang ia tinggalkan. Namun, ancaman Xeraphon hanyalah awal dari konspirasi yang lebih besar. The Architect, entitas misterius, dan Altar, seorang genius manipulatif, bekerja sama untuk menghancurkan Sasuga dan multiverse. Di tengah pengkhianatan, kehilangan, dan pertarungan mematikan, Sasuga harus menghadapi dilema besar: apakah ia akan kembali menggunakan kekuatan absolutnya yang berbahaya, atau menemukan cara lain untuk melindungi dunia tanpa menghancurkan dirinya sendiri? Dengan cinta Luna yang menjadi penguatnya, Sasuga menemukan kekuatan baru di dalam dirinya, mengubah takdir pertempuran. Namun, ia sadar bahwa tantangan berikutnya akan menguji batas terakhirnya—sebagai pencipta, pelindung, dan manusia.

In the penumbra of a fallen empire, **Lucien Valefor** walks alone, his shadow stretching across broken lands that once knelt before his bloodline. The last scion of the Valefor dynasty moves through the twilight realm between vengeance and despair, each footfall a testament to promises whispered in the dark. "Memory is the cruelest blade," he murmurs to the night, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand silenced screams. "It cuts deeper than steel, leaving wounds that time refuses to heal." The betrayal that stripped him of his birthright lives within him now—not as a wound, but as a companion, intimate and ever-present. His **Nyx Ascendance** pulses beneath his skin, darkness coalescing around his fingers like liquid obsidian. This power, born of sacrifice and suffering, is not merely wielded—it is experienced, a symphony of shadow that resonates with the hollow chambers of his heart. "They believed death would silence me," Lucien contemplates, watching the darkness dance between his palms. "But in death, I found a truth they fear to face—that endings are merely thresholds to more terrible beginnings." The moon bearing witness to his soliloquy casts silver light upon the scars that map his journey—each mark a verse in the epic of his fall and inevitable rise. His enemies sleep behind walls of stone and privilege, dreaming peaceful dreams of empires built upon his family's ashes. "The architecture of revenge requires patience," he tells the stillness around him. "Each moment of their false security is a stone in the monument of their eventual ruin." He is not the prince they remember—that man perished in the bloody theater of their betrayal. What returns to them now is something hollowed and hallowed by suffering, a vessel filled with purpose so pure it transcends morality. "I do not seek justice," Lucien acknowledges, his eyes reflecting landscapes of yet-unfought battles. "Justice implies balance, and some scales can never be balanced—only shattered and reforged." In the distance, the spires of his ancestral home pierce the horizon like accusing fingers. The throne that awaits him is no longer merely a seat of power but an altar upon which he will sacrifice those who believed him conquered. "They will learn," he whispers to the approaching dawn, "that nightmares do not fade with waking. Some terrors follow you into the light."