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Little Matching Tattoos

A Match Made In Steel

A man doesn't need a lot to be happy, such a man was Cedrick Cassiel. He had everything he wanted and more. Emphasis on the had, because he couldn't prevent the tragedy that struck him and his family by the hands of a psychopathic serial killer. Following his death, he was granted the name Eldris by a powerful Death God, linked with the last legacy of said Death God's best friend and now without a family or friends of his own, he finds himself in another world - a world of Cultivation. Men and women alike ignite their spirits and traverse the world in pursuit of Power, Prestige or Knowledge. Immortality isn't a dream in this world, it is real and everyone is after it. But there's just one problem... Eldris is a stone. As an inanimate object, his life and any ambitions that he could ever possibly have in this world have been scattered in the wind. Eldris finds time to overcome his grief and move on. Or maybe he's distracted by the crippling insanity that is an added perk of becoming a stone. But he makes friends along the way and that's the important part. Read on, dear Reader! Because Eldris' real life has only just begun. --------------------------------------- A/N: This is my first time writing a story. Criticism is appreciated, so leave your honest reviews. Also this novel won't have a harem, same could be said for probably all the novels I write in the future. !!! This novel is something I have yet to make a serious dedication to, the update schedule is nonexistent. I won't drop it until it's completed but chapters will be slow. You have been warned dear reader, I am a lazy Author.(To anyone who may have been reading this, I won't be updating for a while. I don't think my writing skills are good enough portray this novel, with all the plans I have in store for it. I want this novel to be something good, so for now I will be learning from other works by authors more skilled than I and trying to improve my skills. I will update the synopsis when I feel I can continue with this novel.)
Muranshin3 · 5.6K Views

Tattoo of fate

Tattoo of Fate In a world where dragons are extinct and the kingdom above reigns with unchecked power, Kaida, a young orphan from the forsaken undercity, carries a secret that could change everything. Marked at birth with a glowing, mystical tattoo, she is the last living vessel of the Dragon God, the ancient and forgotten deity of the now-extinct dragons. For years, she has concealed her extraordinary power, knowing that if the Surface Kingdoms ever discovered it, she would become a weapon to be controlled—or worse, destroyed. Kaida’s life takes a tragic turn when her forbidden love, Elara, a noblewoman from the Surface, discovers the tattoo and the immense power Kaida harbors. Fearing its potential, Elara betrays Kaida, selling her to the rulers of the Surface. Now hunted by those who seek to use her for their own agendas, Kaida is thrust into a deadly game where every alliance is fragile, and every step could lead to her downfall. In her flight from the Surface Kingdoms, Kaida encounters Aeron, a fierce and principled warrior from the top side, who was once sent to capture her. Disillusioned by the corrupt kingdom she serves, Aeron defies her orders and chooses to protect Kaida instead. As their paths intertwine, Aeron becomes both a guardian and an unlikely companion, offering Kaida a chance at redemption and love after the betrayal that shattered her heart. But the Dragon God within Kaida is waking, and with it, a force far more dangerous than she ever imagined. As her powers grow, Kaida must decide whether to embrace her divine heritage, risking the return of dragons to a world unprepared for their wrath, or to destroy the tattoo, ending the God of Dragons’ influence and sealing her fate forever. Caught between loyalty and betrayal, power and self-doubt, Kaida’s journey is one of self-discovery, painful choices, and the search for love in a world that has never been kind to her. In a final, heart-wrenching decision, Kaida must choose: will she let the Dragon God reignite the flames of destruction, or will she defy the fate written in her very skin to protect those she loves? --- A/N:I had some help making this book(help in polishing my vocabulary with A.I), obviously i don't know how to use big words...so. yea. Every other thing is done by me. :) Iput in effort.
Coco_be_legit · 2.8K Views

Little Light Lord

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 19.4K Views
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