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Skyrim Enchantment

The Enchanting Beast Tamer

This is a female-led LitRPG / progression fantasy with: Beast taming, crafting, and enchanting XP systems, stats, and a game-like interface No harem, no insta-romance (but maybe a spark or two later) Worldbuilding, strategy, and survival Think: “sweet-looking girl, cold eyes, and a sharper mind than her blades.” If you're here for romance, come back later. If you're here for mana-fueled evolution, you’re in the right place. Please Add to Library so I can gauge interest :) More interest = More chapters --------------------------------------------------------------- {“Congratulations. Integration has begun. You have been successfully registered to the Sentient Interface for Survival, Tactics, Evolution, and Mana—S.I.S.T.E.M.”} { “Beginning synchronization. Warning: this may sting.”} Pain wasn’t the right word. Evisceration, maybe. Every nerve in her body caught fire. Her bones shrieked. Even her hair hurt... "Thank fuck that’s over," she whispered {“My apologies. At most, you should have experienced a minor headache. Your soul seems to contain… a great deal of trauma”} She laughed—sharp and broken. "Ya, no shit. Oh and, no offense, but your pain scale’s a bit off." A pause. Then, the voice continued—same tone, but just a hint more human. {“Noted. Adjusting pain calibration bias by 12%. Thank you for your feedback.”} --------------------------------------------------- When the world fractured, mana flooded reality—and everything changed. Cities fell. Machines exploded. Technology died. Sam didn't ask to wake up in the wreckage of a world reborn. She didn’t ask to inherit a stranger’s body, an experimental AI system, or a perk called Double Double that doubles everything... except the danger. Armed with strange knowledge from two lives, a sarcastic built-in assistant, and a pair of kittens with more bite than fluff, Sam begins her Integration into a world where magic and nanotech don’t just coexist—they compete. No class. No gear. No clue. But when the System speaks, Sam listens. Mostly. If the monsters don’t eat her, the adventurers might. But first—dinner, naming the cats, and figuring out how to enchant a frying pan ---------------------------------------------------
Airenlister · 1.9K Views

Mein treuer Ehemann nach unserer Scheidung

Zusammenfassung des Autors: Ein Scheidungspapier stürzte Xia Xinghe in einen Zustand der Mittellosigkeit. Nach einem Autounfall verwandelte sie sich jedoch in eine professionelle Hackerin mit mehr Geld, als sie jemals ausgeben könnte. Alle, die mich erniedrigt, schikaniert und ausgelacht haben, stellt euch bitte in einer Reihe an, ich werde euch zeigen, was es bedeutet, geohrfeigt zu werden! Warte, warte, warte. Der Typ da drüben, der Ex-Ehemann, mit dem ich keine Beziehung mehr habe, drängele dich nicht vor. Was, du willst mir helfen, diese Leute zu ohrfeigen? "Ich werde dir nicht nur helfen, ich werde mich selbst ohrfeigen!" Der teuflisch gutaussehende Mann mit Milliardenvermögen hob seine eigene Hand und ohrfeigte sich ohne zu zögern! Ps. Dies ist eine Geschichte über Frauenpower, ohne Betrug, ohne Missverständnisse, ohne Harem, eine 1:1 Liebesgeschichte. Erwarten Sie auch das Unerwartete in Bezug auf die Handlung und halten Sie sich nicht an die Standard-Romanzenstruktur. Zusammenfassung des Übersetzers: Ein Van verließ nachts ein Waisenhaus, aber warte, was transportiert er...? Leichen! Leichen von Kindern und Kleinkindern! Niemand wusste genau, wohin er fuhr und was mit den Kindern geschah, aber eines war sicher: Es hatte mit dem mysteriösen Verschwinden hochintelligenter Kinder auf der ganzen Welt zu tun. Ein wiederkehrender Albtraum weckte in Xia Xinghe den Wunsch, das Geheimnis hinter dem Verschwinden ihrer Mutter zu lüften, ein Geheimnis, das zur Entdeckung einer größeren Verschwörung führte. Folgen Sie ihr, während sie neue Verbündete und Feinde findet, während sie tiefer in die verschlungene Verschwörung eintaucht und gleichzeitig die unermüdlichen romantischen Annäherungsversuche ihres Ex-Ehemanns abwehrt. Das streitlustige, aber liebevolle Paar unterstützt sich gegenseitig, während sie die Grenzen von Klasse, Nationen, Raum, Leben und sogar Dimensionen überschreiten, jeder sein eigenes Ziel verfolgend. Für die Ehefrau ist es die Entdeckung ihrer Herkunft und für den Ehemann, seine Ex-Frau dazu zu bringen, sich wieder in ihn zu verlieben.
Enchanting Smile · 55K Views

Enchanting The Cruel Prince

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!
Alancaster · 358.9K Views

Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon

[Warning… Mature content.] Seventeen years old Silja Castemont, a beautiful, prideful, and mysterious princess of Atlanea. The simple life of Princess Silja started to fill with questions a few days before she approached her eighteenth birthday. Series of horrible dreams and unusual events made her simple life complicated. But that wasn't all. She didn't know her act of helping an old guy would turn out to be a ticket to attend a bride choosing ceremony of the prince of the biggest kingdom of North. What will happen when a princess is forced to attend the ceremony by the groom's Father? Will she be able to find a way to escape this marriage? *** Donovan Regalhelm, eldest Prince of the Northern Empire. Handsome, powerful, cold-hearted, Evil. His father forced him to choose a bride before his 28th birthday. What will happen when a cold-blooded prince sees something interesting when he meets Princess Silja for the first time? He forced her to marry him by all means but the reason behind it wasn't love. What was so special about the princess of the small Atlanea kingdom? ***Excerpt*** The bride, dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting inside the decorated wedding chamber. Soon the door opened and she heard the heavy footsteps coming closer. Silja lifted her head and saw his handsome profile hidden in the shadows. "Stand up." He ordered in his usual heavy indifferent voice. Silja gazed at him for a moment with her misty hazel eyes but followed his order anyway. The dress was heavy, making her movements clumsy. "Striped." He ordered as she stood up in front of him. "Huh?" Silja snapped her head and looked at him in shock. "I said, stripped all the clothes." He repeated The girl was so shocked that she couldn't react. "Ohh do you want me to help you? What a naughty princess we have here." He moved his feet and started to walk around her in a circle. He stood behind her and moved his fingers in the air and with movements of his hand the laces of her dress started to loosen up. Silja felt her dress loosen and hastily tried to secure it. He came forward after opening all the laces from behind. And with just another snap of his fingers the dress fell on the floor. "Nooo" The girl's eyes were filled with tears but she refused to let them fall. And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place. In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air. "Interesting." He smiled like a devil. ### Hello, guys. Please support the book and add it to the library. # Cover edited by ImagineTishaD. The picture doesn't belong to me credit goes to original creat Anna stokes.
Dream_blue98 · 1.5M Views

I woke up inside my friend's video game

Amid a joyous Christmas celebration, friends Jayson and Nikolai along with their workmates, find themselves in the middle of a storm. Jayson woke up inside his friend's video game, which he soon found out was with him in a cell next to his. They were rescued by Malik, and joined the Imperial Legion, reuniting them with familiar faces, their co-workers and boss: Francis, Nica, and Oscar. Together, they find out that they shared the same last memory, and discover they've been transported to Skyrim in different times. Under the guidance of Oscar and Francis, Jayson and Nikolai venture on exhilarating adventures led by Malik. The Civil War looms, testing Malik's loyalty when Olly, a friend of Malik, and a Dragonborn, enters the scene. A tragic confrontation ensues, resulting in Malik and Oscar's demise and Olly's sudden departure after succeeding in eliminating General Tullius. In the cold landscape of Winterhold. Porcia sends Glenn, Maricar, and Erica on a quest to Pyeath Shadowthorn, unveiling Olly's emotional turmoil. Meanwhile, the mischievous Sheogorath weaves chaos for his amusement. A new vampire lord emerges, thanks to Sheogorath. Sheogorath unites Miraak and the vampire lord. The group of Jayson, Pyeath, and Olly himself embarks on a quest to unravel the truth, guided by the Elder Scroll of Ethereal Harmony. At the iconic 7,000 steps, tensions escalate between Olly and the groups of Pyeath and Jayson. Sheogorath soon reveals his orchestrations, warning of an imminent uprising by Miraak and the new Vampire Lord. In response, the "Frost Fall Alliance" is born, uniting the group against the looming war in Skyrim. They face challenges, mysteries, and internal conflicts, striving to maintain harmony amidst the chaos.
BlueEnigmaaa · 60.9K Views

The Crown Enchanted Embrace

A contest meant to select a crown princess—after trying every trick in the book to escape it, she unexpectedly found herself winning and becoming the next Empress. "Out of mind, out of reasoning." No!!! She didn't want this. She had promised Mama and Papa she would fail and come back to them. Is she never going back? Would she remain stuck in this vampire kingdom forever, ruling them as her own people? No! No matter how selfless she was, she hated vampires to the core. She couldn't stand them. You could say that as bold as she was, she was also terrified of them—because of their strength, their coldness, their unnatural abilities. But no matter how hard she tried to run away, fate caught her again. A human and a vampire in a marriage? Where was that ever done? --------- "Wife," he called slowly, voice hoarse. Eira knew exactly what that tone meant. They had just finished their wedding after an exhausting, chaotic day—and now it was their wedding night. And Eira knew exactly what happens between a man and a woman on the first night of their marriage. But not her. She didn't want it. How was she supposed to cope with a vampire? She had read about them—they never got satiated when it came to that thing. At this moment, Eira was only thinking of a way to escape the night. "I—I... can we get through this night without anything happening? You sleep on the couch, I take the bed," she said, eyes fluttering shut. A part of her hoped he'd agree. A part of her dreaded his refusal. He raised a brow, intrigued. "Bypass what, wife?" he asked, lips curling into an amused arc. "This—this night," Eira stammered. "What's happening this night?" he asked, clearly enjoying the sight of her flushed and embarrassed face. Eira shot him an annoyed glare. "You dare say you don't know what I'm talking about?" she snapped. He smirked. "Why would I bother myself touching a mere human who can't even keep up with my pace?" he said mockingly, stepping out of the bedroom and throwing four casual words over his shoulder— "Ain't sleeping here tonight." With that, the door closed. --- This is a love story between a stubborn, selfless, bold, brave human princess… and a cold, domineering, ruthless, aloof, heartless vampire prince—shredded in darkness and madness. If you like fantasy romance full of vampires, slow burn, royal drama, Royal romance, madness and magic... You are very much welcome. Now… dive in with me.
Astra_knight_ · 22.7K Views

Fate Of A Hero

Somehow, I don't know how for sure, though, I've been sent to the world of my favorite game, Skyrim. The longer I'm here, the more I notice that this world is real. Not simply realistic, but real. Everything I do has an effect on the world, either good or bad, especially in the case with the storylines. I love Skyrim, but I'm not going to be able to survive here, right? How do I get out? Getting out isn't even the beginning of my problems. The longer I stay here, the more I realize – things are different, and not necessarily for the better. -------------- As embarrassing as this is, this is a Skyrim fanfic. It's probably permanently in progress, as I'm mainly just using it as a drawing board to practice writing storylines for games. Writing it out is just a fun way I've got for going about it. I've also written this in a style so that people who haven't played any of the Elder Scrolls series of games can read it as well. I warn you, though, there's a *lot* of words. Side note: I've also got this story on other sites/apps, in case you want to read it there. -------------- This is also a challenge to That Guy Right There. This is a combination of how I would write the fanfic you made, along with the fact that I got tired of waiting for the author, That Guy Right There, to finish his story, "Living Skyrim." It's pretty good, y'all should check it out. However, Guy's mc is an asshole, so I warn you now. The puns he makes are also kinda bad. So I challenge you, Guy. I'm gonna write my version of how it'd go, and you finish yours (unless you died.) This is a direct copy from my work on my other accounts on various reading/writing apps. Check that one out, too. It doesn't matter to me which you support, cuz I'm not monetized by any. I'm just the writer, man.
redz_redeemed · 64.1K Views

Lauriel and the Enchanted Garden

On a sunny day, on the border between Summer and Autumn, Lauriel was sitting among the snowy white clouds. He was sprawled on his back, leaning comfortably on the fluffy clouds as his feet were hanging. Maybe someone else in his position would take time to marvel at the scenery. Lauriel completely disregarded the way sunshine was breaking around him, creating translucent colors and lights, and the precipitous height that allowed him to observe the world stretched beneath him. Some might say it was because he was arrogant and too self-observed to pay attention, but it wasn't true. On some other day, he would pay attention or enjoy it, but not on this one. Lauriel was an avid reader and often times you could find him immersed in a book or in a search of a tome. This particular time, he was reading a beautiful book made out of pure white pages and most perfect ink. The covers had a beautiful handmade painting depicting a single tear falling into a river, yet just from a single glance, one could think that what he was holding was a river, as it seemed as if it was flowing, until it finally disappeared into golden edges, whose only job was to capture it from disappearing from the covers. One might take joy just from looking at it, which was the reason why Lauriel was holding the said book, but after one looked at his expression, it seemed as if it was a huge steaming pile of shit. His light grey eyes were glaring at the lines he was following, mouth hanging open as his features were twisted into a disgustingly appalled expression. Next second, Lauriel closed the book with a snap and yelled in frustration as he threw the book as far away as he could - the book flew over the clouds, which left its perfect covers wet from accumulated water, but it didn't stay wet as it kept flying through the air like an arrow, accumulating more speed the further it went, as a small airplane, with its pages rustling like leaves until finally, it landed into a volcano. Lauriel dashed through the clouds towards his house, his dazzling white cape hanging off his shoulders, as a loud bang could be heard, followed by a shriek nearby. "Can you please stop throwing all the books you do not like into a volcano, Lauriel my dear?!" sounded a slightly annoyed female voice. Lauriel turned on his heel, his expression still annoyed, and appeared right next to a black-haired woman. Her back was slender, turned towards him as she was looking in the distance where an erupting volcano could be spotted. Her black eyes stared into the distance, as her thin lips were twisted into a line. "I will not. They don't deserve a better fate, Miki. You should have read this, this....." Lauriel paused mid-fit, as he was trying to find a proper word to depict it vividly to Miki. "Abhorrence." he finished.
AliceKatsuki · 7.3K Views
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