Lightweight Choir Robes

—Cuando un día de verano encuentras un pepino apareciendo inexplicablemente en la vagina de una hermosa mujer en la sala de estar, ¿cómo deberías salvarla? —A. Sacarlo. —B. Succionarlo. —C. **********. Años después, cuando Li recordaba de nuevo esta escena, se odiaba a sí mismo por no haber elegido la C... —¡Ay, qué es lo que me está presionando? —exclamó Meng Lin instintivamente, inmediatamente miró hacia abajo y, al ver el contorno alarmante, exclamó sorprendida—. Qianfan, ¿por qué metiste tu bastón blanco dentro de tus pantalones? ¿Tienes miedo de que alguien lo robe? ¡Deja que tu cuñada te ayude a sacarlo! Dicho esto, Meng Lin extendió su mano… —Cuñada, ¿te estabas masturbando? —fingió estar sorprendido Li Qianfan—. Se me ha caído un pepino dentro de la vagina, ¿puedes ayudarme a sacarlo? No es de extrañar que su cuñada pareciera tan sedienta; era porque a menudo no quedaba satisfecha. —Cuñada, no llores, ¡yo te ayudaré a sacarlo ahora mismo! —Tras ofrecerle consuelo, Li Qianfan colocó su palma en el muslo de Meng Lin y comenzó a moverse lentamente hacia el lugar donde estaba sumergido el pepino….

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that." Understood. His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..." Huh, something's amiss. The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me? Oh, then that's alright. This is very fitting. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?" ------------- In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought... ————— [Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst] This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

Interviewer: "Immortal Zhou Li, could you tell us why you created the orthodox methods and forged the twelve righteous paths, condensing twelve talismans to resolve ancient and modern disputes?" "Just to liven things up." Interviewer: "Well, I mean, did you reorganize the Great Ming Dynasty and plant the Seven Immortal Gourds based on the laws of myriad spirits, brewing the Spring of Spirit Qi for the glory of mankind or...?" "Just to really liven things up." Interviewer: "No, Immortal Zhou Li, I feel that you've done so much for humanity, for the Immortal Realm, and for Da Ming. Your purpose and starting point should be a bit more noble, such as...?" "Enough already, can't you see? I just wanted to bring some entertainment to the spiritually impoverished Great Ming Dynasty and everyone in the Cultivation World. Here, let's liven things up for everyone." The white-robed immortal pointed a finger, and alongside him, a chaotic and ferocious Ancient God swung indescribable and bizarre tendrils. Then, with a surge forward followed by a backflip, it landed stylishly, all the while muttering the delirious ramblings of an Ancient God. 【Damn, let's go, ignore it!】 "No fun? Who would cultivate without any fun?"

This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

Il tomba amoureux de ses rares yeux violets. Puis, il pensa à la posséder entièrement. ------ Cette nuit-là, la délicate femme aux yeux violets, vêtue d'une robe de mariée, était assise sur leur lit tandis que son mari l'observait avec un sourire en coin. "Alors", dit-il d'une voix traînante, mauvaise et magnétique, "je ne peux pas voir le visage de mon épouse même la nuit de nos noces ?" "Votre Majesté a promis d’exaucer mon unique souhait", remarqua la femme, fixant le voile qui couvrait la moitié inférieure de son visage avec des mains légèrement tremblantes. Il plongea son regard dans ses mystérieux et rares yeux violets. "Puis-je demander pourquoi un tel souhait ?" Elle le regarda en retour. "Votre Majesté pourrait ne pas aimer voir des choses laides." Il afficha un sourire narquois et s'avança vers elle. "Mais, je n'ai jamais eu de penchant pour les jolies choses." ------ Seren, la fille infâme de la sorcière, et Drayce, le fils impitoyable et vicieux du Diable. Personne n'avait jamais vu son visage puisque les sorcières sont censées être laides, mais il était celui qui n'a jamais cherché la beauté. Elle était maudite pour ne jamais tomber amoureuse, mais lui souhaitait être le seul homme qu'elle aimerait jamais. Une princesse maudite mariée au fils du diable pour détruire son royaume, mais le fils du diable avait un autre plan pour elle. Le secret de sa naissance ne sera révélé que pour montrer la voie afin de libérer les pouvoirs cachés en elle que personne ne peut contrôler. Avec les dangers cachés convoitant son pouvoir, Drayce et Seren peuvent-ils se protéger mutuellement ou les ténèbres les engloutiront-ils tout entiers ? ------ Ceci est le premier livre de la série "Diable et Sorcière". Livre un - La Fille de la sorcière et le Fils du diable. Livre deux - La Sorcière Maudite du Diable. Livre trois - La Fiancée du Diable. Tous les livres sont reliés entre eux mais vous pouvez les lire de manière indépendante. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - Donné dans les chapitres Groupe FB- les romans de mynovel20

“Your mission is to retrieve an artifact that was lost a long time ago. But that artifact wasn’t here in our realm. You have to find it on Earth. Someone had stolen the item ages ago and escaped. It was time to search for it again and try to have it back. It is destructive for Earth. We know their world was much more fragile than ours. And I chose you for this mission, General Rizika, for I believe in you. The kingdom as well. Will you accept the mission?” The king announced. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact.] [System: Please confirm.] “System, confirm.” She announced with a hard tone. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact confirmed. The tasks would start upon reaching Earth.] When she crossed the portal. [System: Hello, Rizika. Welcome to Earth.] [System: Checking your body...] ‘Wait, your voice changed.’ The male robotic voice that her system had in Albria had turned into a girly voice with a high-pitched tone. It wasn’t robotic at all. It seemed like there was a teenager in her head. [System: Loading resources...] [System: Opening..] [Makeup: Cool, Chic, Vibrant, Natural, Hot, Sunny. Select which one.] Each one was showing an image of her face with the makeup. [Footwear: Flipflops] [Jewelries: Star-studded earrings, bangle bracelet, diamond pendant necklace] [Other accessories: None] [Gold chest: None] [System: This is a Goddess system. Start with the mission to earn and visit beauty shops.] “A Goddess system? What the hell?! This is a fucking scandal!” She wasn’t done rampaging yet. “An—” She was panting in furiousness. “An insult! A debauchery to my career!” She went to a nearby tree and punched the sturdy bark. She had never even touched any makeup in her life. She was solely focused on training, fighting, and drinking beer with the knights. She’s a respectable general in her kingdom. Never in her life did she even wear a girl’s clothes outside of her standard military dress robe uniform. Sure, she had suitors, for despite how manly her actions and status are, her natural beauty was remarkable in the entire kingdom. She did not even pay attention to it. “System, do you know what’s the freaking mission?” It was a sarcastic question. “It’s to ret—” [System Mission: Tame the Mafia Boss] "What the actual fuck?" AN: Be warned for cursing, vulgarity, and sexiness.

Alex Bohn was thrilled for his first day at work after graduating college. But on his way to the office, he was abruptly transported to a mysterious world. “Where am I?” he wondered, looking around in confusion. “Welcome, heroes!” announced a robed figure. Alex found himself summoned alongside three others, each possessing unique abilities. When it was Alex’s turn, he discovered his own special skill: Heroic Skill: [Online Browsing]

In a world where the forces of good and evil are locked in an eternal struggle, a decisive battle unfolds on a sunlit battlefield. On one side, the humans stood in disciplined rows, their armor gleaming in the sunlight, banners fluttering in the wind. On the other side, a lone figure in a dark robe, eyes glowing red, and a crazed smile on his face, stood defiantly. "Devil, surrender now or face our wrath!" the leader of the human army commanded. The so-called devil remained silent, raising his hand and beckoning them with a taunting gesture. "Come get me," his motion seemed to say. That was the signal. The army charged forward, weapons raised, determined to vanquish the evil before them. But as the battle commenced, it quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. The devil moved with terrifying speed and power, cutting down soldiers left and right. The cries of the fallen filled the air, and those at the back, seeing the hopelessness of their fight, turned and fled in panic. "Running away, are we?" the devil sneered. "Don't think you'll escape alive!" He pursued them relentlessly, his massacre unceasing until only the leader remained, standing amidst the carnage. "You truly are a devil," the leader gasped, his voice trembling. "I am not the devil," the figure replied, his voice cold and menacing. "I am Blackheart." With that, Blackheart seized the leader's head and, with a gruesome twist, tore it from his body. Holding the severed head aloft, he shouted to the heavens, "Are you going to keep watching, oh 'god,' or do I need to do more to get your attention?" His crazed smile never wavered as he awaited a response from the silent sky. --------------------------------------------------------- Will the god respond to Blackheart's taunt, or will the world be left to face his wrath alone? What is Blackheart's true purpose, and why does he seek the attention of the divine? Can anyone stand against Blackheart's overwhelming power, or is humanity doomed to fall before him? Find out in THE DEVIL'S SUCCESSOR SYSTEM

In her previous life, Lina Riley harbored an unrequited love for the Fifth Princess, Victoria Ashwood. Lina sacrificed everything for her—securing her place on the throne, protecting her borders, and losing her arm and sight in the process. Yet, her loyalty was repaid with a goblet of poisoned wine and the execution of her entire family. Victoria despised her, accusing Lina of cruelty and of orchestrating her elder sister’s death, deeming her unworthy of love. When the poison took effect, Lina closed her eyes in despair, only to awaken back in the moment they first met. On that fateful day, Lina had stumbled upon Victoria being beaten by palace maids, an encounter that set everything in motion. This time, Lina turned away, choosing a different path, but a faint fragrance of plum blossoms lured her in. One reckless night led to a moment of despair when she awoke to find the coldly beautiful face of her bedmate—Lucille Everard, the Princess Regent. Lucille, while outwardly uninterested in court affairs, was notorious for her swift and decisive actions that had seen emperors replaced with alarming frequency. Compared to Lucille’s power, Lina’s past dealings with Victoria seemed like mere child's play. As Lucille stirred awake, Lina's nerves were frayed. “Given the circumstances, Your Highness, what do you think of me now?” she asked, resigned to her fate. To her surprise, Lucille chuckled softly. “I think you’re wonderful.” Stunned, Lina could only manage a confused “Huh?” From that moment, everything veered off course. Lucille's palace soon bloomed with roses—Lina’s favorite. Amidst the swaying blossoms, the resolute Princess Regent would gently take Lina’s hand, her once-frigid gaze warm and tender. “My dear Lina, you are the finest woman in the world.” In her new life, Lina often dreamed. She dreamt of someone leaving a bouquet of roses at her grave, their robes trailing the light fragrance of plum blossoms. They sipped wine with a wry smile, murmuring, “Silly girl, I avenged you.” Victoria Ashwood was reborn too. She hadn’t expected that killing Lina would provoke her aunt’s ruthless revenge. Determined to avoid a similar fate, she resolved to feign affection for Lina, even if it took a lifetime. At a palace banquet, Victoria was taken aback by Lina’s beauty. Draped in fine silks, Lina was a dazzling sight, so different from the weathered woman Victoria remembered. Drawn to her, Victoria was about to approach when she noticed Lucille at Lina’s side, gently wiping her lips with a soft smile. “Take it slow,” Lucille murmured. Lina paused, then chuckled as she adjusted a strand of Lucille’s hair. Victoria’s heart twisted in fury. When her desperate attempts to win Lina back failed, she demanded, “Why won’t you love me?” Lina sneered. “Show some respect, Fifth Princess. You should address me as Aunt. Besides, your hypocrisy and cold-heartedness make you unworthy of love.” Years ago, a young Lucille Everard encountered a lost girl in the palace gardens. The girl declared that Lucille was beautiful and promised to marry her one day. Thirteen years later, a fateful misunderstanding during a bout of poisoning entwined their paths. What began as teasing quickly turned Lucille from a hunter into prey, helplessly ensnared by the woman she never forgot. Tags: 1. Cold yet protective Princess Regent × Reborn and resigned noblewoman 2. Nine-year age gap (Princess Regent is older) 3. Alternate history, non-patriarchal setting 4. Puppet empress, regent princess ruling behind the scenes 5. Two lifetimes of love, slow-burn romance

A young man who wanted nothing but love from others died while talking to a mysterious author of his favourite novel. However, that wasn't the end for him, as he reincarnates in a Xianxia world with a Wish Fulfillment system. He can wish for anything, and it will be fulfilled. Finally, getting a chance to make his dream come true, he decided to make his own Divine Harem Sect where he would have a whole sect to love him. Of course, that also includes other type of love... ..... "Huh!? What do you mean my disciples destroyed your sect? That's impossible! Don't you see how cute and kind they are? They are harmless!" "Hmm? My disciple flattened the Hollow Mountains? Don't joke around. Can't you see her sleeping peacefully in my lap?" "My dear disciples, why are you all lowering your robes? Wait! Why are you taking my clothes off? Well, now I can't do anything about this." ... Warning: mc won't be your alpha male like other smut where he fucks women just because they're hot and sets them aside. There will be Yuri, so you're warned. I mean, it's hot when your two girls in a harem play with each other, right? 5 extra chapters for every castle 8 extra chapters for every spacecraft 12 extra chapters for every Golden Gachapon That's all for now. Discord https://discord.com/invite/auje95R4k7 Happy reading.

They called me The Whisperer. A joke. A mockery. The boy with the weakest magic just because I was a farmer. I was powerless when they came. I watched as my father and my mother was slaughtered. My village was reduced to ash, and the man in the black robe vanished, leaving nothing but blood and unanswered questions. All I had left was my infant sister and the faint spark of magic they all ridiculed. But even a whisper can grow into a storm. Now, I walk the path alone. My weak magic will become their weakness. I will make them hear the screams they left behind, feel the pain they inflicted, and drown in the vengeance they thought they escaped. They thought I was nothing. They were wrong. I will rise, and the last thing they’ll ever hear… is a whisper.

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.

Audrey, the beloved and only child of a wealthy family, had been raised in luxury, indulged by her doting parents. Yet, their love quickly turned to disdain when she refused to marry the president's son, the man to whom she had been promised since birth. Instead, she fell passionately in love with a young man from a poor background—a scholarship student at her prestigious school. Her defiance came at a high cost. When Audrey became pregnant by the man she loved, her parents disowned her, casting her out of the only life she had ever known. Undeterred, Audrey and her lover planned to marry as the birth of their child drew near. But on the day of the wedding, her world was shattered once more. A mysterious note delivered to her fiancé sent by her parents warned that if he went through with the wedding, his family would be killed. Fearing for their lives, he left Audrey at the altar. Heartbroken and in despair, Audrey fled to a nearby graveyard, consumed by grief and the wish to end her life. There, in the shadow of death, she gave birth to her child alone. Just as she was about to succumb to her anguish, a group of enigmatic figures clad in black, hooded robes appeared, taking her into their fold. From that moment on, Audrey swore an unbreakable oath: to seek vengeance on everyone who had wronged her and bring ruin to those who had torn her life apart.

"Kazuki is a high school student. When he was going home with his younger brother, he saw a person in a red robe carrying a woman in one place, when he followed them, Kazuki was unknowingly attacked from behind, what will happen next?...

Nobody on Earth expected monsters to suddenly rush out from portals that appeared out of thin air. What happened was what would only appear in novels, mangas, or animes. Everything seems surreal. Unfortunately, for those who are in denial, none of this is a dream. This is REALITY. Rem’s "peaceful" life was shattered on that day. Many years had passed since then. Rem somehow ended up being the last human alive on Earth. She succeeded in defeating the Demon King. Despite all the rewards she received, Rem didn’t have the will to live anymore. Suddenly, a man in a white robe appeared before Rem. "I'm Alchit, the God of Light. Congratulations on your victory." 'What is there to celebrate? My family, friends, comrades... Everyone but me is all dead!' "What kind of god are you??! Alicht, the God of Light? More like A SH*T, the God of all sh*ts!!!" "HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! This is the first time anyone has insulted me like that. For that, I'll tell you a little something...!" Alchit leaned over to Rem's right ear and whispered: "This happened because I find things like this entertaining. You're simply a CHARACTER I took interest in. That's how you survived for so long." Before Rem could process what she just heard, Alchit ended her life ruthlessly with his blade. Was Rem going to die just like that? Yes! Of course, she is. Not even plot armor can protect her from this. How can a mere human survive any sword that pierced one's heart without dying? At least her death was quick and probably painless, right...? After dying, Rem got reincarnated into another world. The only problem was, she was reincarnated as a MONSTER. A monster that's the size of a CAT. Actually... Make that two problems. Rem can’t remember anything in her past life except for her first name, the day the portals appeared, some knowledge about the monsters she met before, being brutally murdered by Ash*t, and her immeasurable hatred for Gods. Having an annoying yet somewhat helpful system barely helps in the situation Rem’s in. "Why am I here, just to suffer?” Let's look at the bright side. Rem has another chance. A chance to get revenge in this new life of hers. Nonetheless, her priority right now is to survive. How will Rem survive in the current cat-sized monster body she's in? Will she ever succeed in getting her revenge? Can she get her memories back and uncover the truth? Join Rem on her journey and see for yourself! ——————————————————————— Tags: Adventure, Fantasy, FemaleMC, FemaleProtagonist, GameElements, Magic, MedievalWorld, ModernWorld, Monster, Monsters, Nonhuman, Overpowered, Portals, PowerfulMC, Rebirth, Reborn, Reincarnation, Revenge, System, Transmigration ——————————————————————— TOLS = The Only Leveling System ——————————————————————— ^Please note that everything in this novel is made up and isn't real. I have no intentions of trying to hurt or offend anyone! Thank you for reading!!!^ ——————————————————————— ^I'm back!!! :) I'll be rewriting and editing every chapter. You can see what I've edited under the auxiliary volume, "Revised Chapters." Hopefully, this will improve my writing tenfold!^ ——————————————————————— ^This is my first novel! I'm writing this novel as a new hobby I had come across, and to improve my writing skills. If there are any grammatical mistakes or spelling errors, please inform me. Feel free to make any suggestions you have! All suggestions and feedback are greatly appreciated! Thank you for reading this novel!!!^ ——————————————————————— ^This cover is by swd3e2 (I did some research, and this was all I could find about the artist)! I will take this cover down if the artist asks me to do so.^ *This Cover’s Artist: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/660788 ———————————————————————

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

Title: Stained Sand In the bustling streets of Mumbai, Rohan, an ordinary high school student, has learned to live with the occasional tremors of life—both literal and metaphorical. However, when an inexplicable event disturbs the peaceful rhythm of his world, Rohan finds himself trapped in a surreal battle between reality and something far more sinister. One morning, while Rohan gets up with playful teasing from his younger siblings, Aarav and Aryan, there is something in the air that is very disconcerting: sand everywhere in great and menacing stretches, as if overnight, has swallowed up the familiar world. The streets start shifting, the school ground begins to shift, even the skies seem to have had the laws of nature torn apart. There's something unnatural with the sand, a weight in the air-as if eyes were watching him, waiting for him to make a move. It all happens when Rohan finds himself faced with a strange man who comes from the sky, garbed in flowing white robes, and tells him that he is very, very far from ordinary. Actually, Rohan leads a life full of hidden powers, wanted by darker forces, even though he has lived an apparently very mundane life in Mumbai. As the man with strange abilities challenged Rohan, manipulating the sand around them into deadly weapons and illusions, Rohan realized that he was no longer a student. He would have to stand up to the forces of this mysterious stranger, who either wanted to wake up his latent powers or destroy him once and for all. With the sand constantly shifting, it reveals more and more of its secrets, and Rohan comes to understand that his life is connected to something much greater than he could have ever imagined: bound by ancient powers, forgotten gods, and a dimension-spanning conflict. Torn by his own identity and the depth of his powers, Rohan must fight his way through this new world full of fatal enemies, obscured truths, and dark alliances. But sand is not his only enemy: old friends, childhood memories, and even the ones he loves may be part of a larger game that may destroy everything he holds dear. Can Rohan find out about his powers before it is too late, or will the dunes of destiny bury him and the world in an eternal storm?

Synopsis of *Fall of Eden* In the radiant empire of Rozarstar, Ashura Kanon, the youngest scion of the once-great Kanon family, is branded "defactus," shunned for his perceived laziness and wasted potential. While the noble families thrive, Ashura lives in the shadows, supported only by Rozaria, the empress's grandmother, who sees his true worth. As casualties rise from the dark forces of the Abyss, the council turns a blind eye, dismissing the suffering of commoners. Concerned about the impending threat, Ashura's world shifts when Rozaria gifts him robes from the legendary School of the Arcane. This unexpected turn ignites a spark within him, hinting at hidden talents and a destiny he never anticipated. With the empire on the brink of chaos, Ashura must confront his fears and embrace his potential. In a journey filled with mystery and rising tension, he will discover his true purpose and the strength to protect Rozarstar from the shadows threatening to engulf it.

In a multiverse teetering on the brink of collapse, Kael Ardyn, a young wanderer, stumbles upon a shard of unimaginable power—a fragment of the Prime Echo, the heart of the Nexus that once bound countless realms in harmony. The shard grants him access to the chaotic energies of Resonance, but its power comes with a heavy price: every use brings him closer to unraveling what little balance remains. Pursued by factions with conflicting goals—the zealous Spiral Choir, the enigmatic Reverie Collective, and the ruthless Silent Path—Kael is thrust into a high-stakes conflict. Each faction seeks control of the shards, claiming they alone can restore the Nexus or reshape it to their will. As Kael struggles to master the shard’s volatile power, he encounters Aeris Saelin, a wandering bard with a sharp tongue and a veiled past, whose knowledge of Resonance may hold the key to his survival. Together, they navigate treacherous realms, uncover ancient Stabilizers that once sustained the Nexus, and face the shadowy remnants of the Prime Echo itself—fragments that speak cryptic truths about the Nexus’s fate. But Kael soon realizes the greatest threat may not lie in the factions hunting him or the monstrous Resonance beasts stalking the realms. Instead, it may be within himself: the shard’s voice grows louder with every battle, its will increasingly at odds with his own. As the Nexus deteriorates further, Kael is forced to confront impossible choices. Will he sacrifice everything to restore balance, even if it means destroying himself—or will he succumb to the shard’s power and risk plunging the multiverse into irreversible chaos? The Nexus Requiem blends high-concept fantasy, multiversal intrigue, and layered character drama into an epic tale of survival, betrayal, and self-discovery. With every decision, Kael’s journey reveals not only the truth behind

In a dark night a skinny male walks out of a house shaking with iron armor on and a long diamond sword he walked forward and began scavenging with a torch in his left hand his with people in black robes with crossbows in their hands and a banner with a weird symbol in it follow this man closely i watched intently as i reported it to a gang located in a warehouse.

Sorcerer From Another World follows Steponas, a world-weary software engineer who’s suddenly pulled from his unremarkable life into a mysterious realm of cathedrals, ancient ceremonies, and magic. He’s summoned by a group of robed priests who declare him their long-awaited hero, a savior destined to defeat an ancient evil. But Steponas knows he’s far from heroic; he’s not even fit enough to run a mile, let alone save an entire civilization. With wit and skepticism Steponas must decide whether he’ll play the part of the hero or carve his own path through a world where allies, enemies, and even the gods themselves may have hidden agendas.

After transmigrating into the body of an orphaned refugee, Zhang Wanqing finds herself in a feudal society with no golden finger or grand system to rely on. Gritting her teeth, she moves into a decrepit temple and picks up a hoe and shovel, vowing to survive against all odds. She clears wasteland for farming, raises livestock and poultry, and even brings back a wolf cub from the mountains to raise. Eventually, she manages to scrape by. Later, the perfumes she creates take the markets of Luzhou by storm, and everyone respectfully addresses her as “Boss Zhang.” Despite her success, Zhang Wanqing never forgets her roots. She promotes agriculture, builds schools, and provides relief to refugees, earning widespread praise and admiration. But what should she do about the handsome yet silly young man who follows her around like a loyal puppy during her daily tasks? When she hoes the ground, he fetches water. When she feeds the chickens, he herds the sheep—seemingly oblivious to the mud dirtying his elegant azure silk robes. “Suhan Shan, the fields aren’t plowed yet—what’s the point of watering them?” Zhang Wanqing finally questions him, her bright almond eyes glaring in exasperation. The bashful young man blushes, scratching his head and apologizing, “Mother said the soil must be moist for plowing to go smoothly!” At first, it seemed like a perfectly ordinary remark. But Zhang Wanqing is suddenly reminded of the shadows and whispers beneath the red canopy last night. Her face flushes crimson, and she tosses her farming tools aside, fleeing into the house. Behind her, the silly young man stands in the garden, scratching his head in confusion.

Aurelia, a land divided into five empires—Carthage, Sunaria, Winteris, Skotos, and Verdantia—is oppressed with tension and history. Once ravaged by wolves, the land endured a devastating conflict known as the Great War, resulting in the defeat of the wolf threat and a fragile peace. In the aftermath, the five empires were established, each with its own sovereign ruler. The laws were overseen by the Council, ensuring the establishment and preservation of unity. However, lingering fear and superstition cloaked the land, particularly regarding Erythro – a Greek word meaning RED. The color that associated with curses and dark magic. According to an ancient prophecy, the appearance of a red-hooded girl heralds impending catastrophe and the rise of the Wolf King, the sworn enemy of humanity. This belief has instilled paranoia and mistrust among the people of the land, leading to the execution of individuals suspected of witchcraft. In Carthage, one of the empires, resides a girl adorned in a crimson robe—a figure of intrigue and suspicion. As rumors spread of her alleged connection to the Wolf King, the inhabitants of Carthage view her with suspicion and fear. Is she truly a witch conspiring with their enemies, or is she merely a pawn in a larger, more sinister game? The mystery surrounding the red-cloaked girl deepens as the empire wrestles with questions of power, loyalty, and the true nature of evil.

Ye Mumu found that the ancestral vase in her home could magically connect to the ancient times two thousand years ago. So she met an ancient young general. The general guarded the important city on the border and was surrounded by 300,000 barbarian troops. There was a severe drought, the riverbed dried up, and 200,000 people starved to death, leaving only 80,000 people. With nowhere to go, the general and the people of the city could only wait to die passively! He begged the gods for water and food, hoping that the people would survive. Ye Mumu waved her hand and approved it! She hoarded a large amount of supplies to feed the soldiers and the people. Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, and meat sandwiches... every day is different, giving the ancients a little shock of modern food. Sending military books, hoarding food to recruit soldiers, building factory arsenals... giving the ancients a little shock of modern military. When she was deceived, the inherited family business faced bankruptcy. To repay her kindness, the general gave her a lot of money, paintings, antiques, and porcelain... With antiques, she saved the family business, became the richest woman, and reached the peak of her life! The general relied on Ye Mumu to provide modern military equipment to conquer the barbarians, recover the nine states, pacify the six kingdoms, and unify the world. He promised to build a temple for her and worship her for generations. The general sent a marriage certificate: With the mountains and rivers as a witness, I look forward to meeting you when the sea is clear and the river is calm. Under the marriage certificate is a phoenix crown and bridal robe. What a good young general, so this is what you are thinking!

"Fayre, Fayre" someone was calling as I ran "Catch me mama" I called laughing "Stop running, you'll fall" ....... And the voice faded away while I kept hearing a loud ring at the same time trying to catch my breath. "What is happening?" I heard a voice but it sounded far away. "She's having a panic attack" someone answered. I am panicking, what was that? I pulled at my hair trying to get the ring to stop. A protective hand wrapped around me stopping my hands from pulling my hair painfully and I knew immediately it was Luca. I didn't even realize I was standing away from the bed until he steadies me against the wall and shield my body with his away from others in the room. "Eyes on me Fayre, no one else, focus on me and breath" he instructs in a low murmur and I look up at him trying to focus on him and ignore the ring in my ear but it was hard. "I can't —" I whimper "I feel like I need to scream" carrying his eyes between the tears in mine, he nods, then he gathers me into his chest and I have no idea what he is doing as he presses my face into his robe. Until his deep voice whispers against the top of my head. "Okay, scream" ......................... This is a tale of King Luca and a nameless servant. A King that rattles the Kingdom with just a glare, alongside with the breath of his very own silver dragon. King Luca, a man feared by a lot of people even if just few truly recognizes him apart from the royals of course. He is ruthless, feared, uncaring and some even called him the devil. But is that really him or it's just rumors created by people who think they know him? What happens when a little slave comes into his life uninvited and together, through different emotions starting from the bottom line of hatred up to the very heart word, they Swalve through all obstacles that seems to be thrown at them.

That twilight was the starting point of the meeting, as if fate said that she was the Savior for the Western Knights. Being the only one alive made her little heart move to help and care for the man who was covered in reddish spots all over his robes and clothes. If he hadn't quickly fled somewhere with his body reeling from the wounds that covered his entire body, he probably wouldn't have met her. This meeting was the starting point for the turmoil of feelings that rumbled in my head every day, very noisy! Author: Lekha Raveena The book cover image is not ours, we just edited it a little.

Qiao Jinniang's parents passed away the moment she came of age. For the sake of inheriting a restaurant, she had no choice but to ‘recruit’ a husband who would take her family name. Who knew that her husband, who looked like a banished immortal, was an ingrate? He snatched her child away and left behind a divorce letter. Qiao Jinniang became the butt of every joke in Lin’an City. Seeing that her uncle was about to take her parents' blood, sweat, and tears for himself, the son of the Prefect of the Superior Prefecture wanted to take her in as a concubine. However, a horse carriage sent from the Marquis arrived in Chang'an City. An old lady servant clad in an embroidered robe walked up to her and called her "Young Miss". It was only then that Qiao Jinniang realized that she was the eldest daughter of the principal wife of Marquis Anyuan. Back then, when the marchioness gave birth to her, she encountered a robber. At that time, a jealous concubine switched out her daughter with the chef's daughter. Therefore, a divorced female chef who had already given birth entered the capital. Everyone was waiting to see this real heiress make a fool of herself. They were secretly guessing when the real heiress would be abandoned by the Marquis. Yet, they failed to expect Qiao Jinniang to open up a restaurant in Chang'an using her amazing culinary skills. Even His Majesty showered her with praise. She was pampered by everyone in the Marquis' residence. Those long-tongued women in Chang'an City said sourly, "So what if a woman gets pampered at home? She's long past the age of 18 and has already given birth. Who will marry her?" The Marquis found Qiao Jinniang quite a few husbands. However, despite many marriages being in discussion, none of them went smoothly. As the marchioness's face was covered in tears, the fake daughter said she wanted to give Qiao Jinniang her husband instead. Qiao Jinniang took the rolling pin and kicked open the Eastern Palace's main door. "Since you've already divorced me, why are you still ruining my marriage?" A certain crown prince said, "How can we let the mother of the royal grandson marry someone else?!"

In the spring of the lunar month, cycles occur every twelve years. Humans will be closest to the world of the gods. Long-nian's bride has been chosen this time by the order of a noble city lord, Long yi jìn First and foremost—must be a virgin. Secondly, no family members are descended from demons, and lastly, there must be a woman with a red birthmark somewhere on her body in the shape of a ‘python’ Apei strongly disagreed with the offering of sacrifices to deities. She would never agree! She had only turned eighteen a few days ago. She never had a life of her own before. There were twelve brave women on board before her. No one survived. it doesn’t make any sense at all. She’s afraid that she’ll take her life for nothing! "Let’s go... now is your time. You will live among deities. for the honor of your country and your parents. You are a woman with a brave heart. For your sacrifice today, you should be proud. I won’t forget you... Apei" "You definitely won’t forget me. Lord, I know that this path is not for a deity's bride at all. I'm going to feed the snake." --------------------------- The story of a woman's sacrifice who became the Demon God Treasure in the celestial world. --------------------------- “However, please understand that I have no idea what you are other than a treasure. Not my woman at all.” “I think I will be your most favored treasure. more than any, so you cherish me to this extent. Otherwise, I would have misidentified you as a strange, therefore, your actions are always contradicting each other.” “You should rest more than you should tease me, Apei; I’m not your friend.” She’s smiling! laughing Lord Yuchen with her hoarse voice. No one had ever dared to do it before. Her eyes were slender, like a sly fox. ‘Demon fox’ No matter which family they were from, they all had the same personality as she does now. Apei made a fool of her eyes. But it brought a surprisingly warm feeling to his heart. Deity Yuchen couldn’t take his gaze away from those big, round eyes. as bright as the flowers blooming in his beautiful garden, in the form of a serpent, his neck towering in front of her. “Yes, that’s right... It’s my great merit. Became your favorite treasure, Lord Yuchen.” --------------------------- Apei thought that she should put a little more effort into it. Perhaps he will be more interested in her. She wished to possess love in the form of a deity. She heard people say that their love was pure. Devoid of jealousy and sensuality, there is only affection and good will. They only hope for their partners’ happiness. "I think you have some plans. I think you are going to seduce me." "Did it work?" She smiled. Her lips were red against the black robe, making her beautiful skin and white cheeks stand out even more. A stern voice said, "It doesn’t work." "Is God lying too?" "No... God doesn’t lie." -------------------------------

All she wanted was a man to pinch out that inner side of her, Bonita, knowing fully well she wasn't just the boring 19-year-old covered in long choir robes on Sundays, the long denim skirts she had to put on to school. Life was the usual morning chores, school, and church, not until her twentieth birthday when she met Fredrick, a basketballer who lived down her street.

Echoes of the Shattered Veil follows Kael Ardyn, a thief who steals a mysterious shard from the Masked Choir, only to unleash its ancient magic. Transported to a strange forest, Kael finds himself pursued by the Choir and an enigmatic warrior known as an Ecliptica Seeker. As he uncovers the shard's dangerous power, Kael must navigate deadly battles and unravel a dark secret before the forces chasing him destroy everything. Will he survive the consequences of the Shattered Veil—or become its next victim?