Windles Water Works

Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

Elynora had transmigrated into a fluffy regressor fairy tale that she wrote, as a person who always wanted to escape the world, she couldn't be more happy. There was an annoying system that told her weird stuff, but it was still a life much better than the one she lived. As she had transmigrated into a supporting character, she understood her task perfectly. "I must be a stepping stone for the male lead and the female lead to get together!" System: No, you must make this novel into a happy ending cute love story. Hm? But wasn't this already a cute love story? But the world she saw wasn't that of a cute love story, but more like an angst with no happy ending in sight! The male protagonist kept treating the supporting female characters too well! The female lead gets too jealous and gives up. The villain character keeps trying to kidnap the female lead to make her into a weapon. The female supporting characters keep trying to seduce the male lead. ... Ah, the author, who regretted writing the story, wants to leave this world. [P.S: The cover is ai made and is a temporary place holder. I'll draw a better one laters.]

7/31/2024~ In the process of editing and updating my earlier chapters. I personally believe the story starts to improve and find it's way a bit more around chapter 50+. Hopefully can make some adjustments in earlier chapters when I have the time, but pacing slows down into a more measured rate as I start finding my groove. I give the content more time to breathe instead of going so fast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the realm of Nexaria, where elemental spirits and divine beings shape the fate of the world as a land of mortals striving to become gods against the demons of the Abyssal universe, a young boy named Lassim Vanthar embarks on an extraordinary journey of advancement, adventure and becoming a bastion for those around him in their fight against the Dragal. Born into a noble family with a legacy of Fire elemental martial prowess, Lassim possesses an unparalleled gift on his 8th birthday—a connection to two differing elemental spirits, a feat unheard of in the history of his world. A gift and a tampering of the order until now that is an omen. It is a sign of the Gods influencing the future fate of Nexaria on a more serious level. Lassim must harness the power of his dual spirits to protect his loved ones and confront the looming threat of the Abyss' encroachment on his universe, but one step at a time as he grows from just a tool of the God's to a major power as the hero of not only Nexaria, but the entire universe. Lassim faces daunting challenges, battles fierce adversaries, and unlocks the mysteries of his own destiny that has been tampered with by the Gods of this universe. How will he react and adapt to his situations? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first ever novel. I’m a new author and still learning how to tell a story. Please understand that when reading. Thank you.

The MC gets reincarnated into the world of Vikings and with his abilities he adds the worlds of Yugioh/Naruto/ DBZ/ Mortal Instruments/ Shadowhunters/Riordianverse/Spartacus/Supernatural/ Sandman Comics and Show/ Constantine Show and Movie/ Lucifer Comics and Show/Potterverse ( Hogwarts Legacy, Hogwarts Mystery, Harry Potter), MCU/Marvel Comics/ Marvel Anime/Marvel Games/Marvel Shows/Marvel Movies/ DCU/DC Comics/DC Games/DC Comics/ Middle-Earth/Buffyverse/ Merlin AU/ Dresden Flies/ Underworld MC gets three gifts, one is the skill silver tongue from Inkheart with a huge spital Farm with a ton of Resources including a Huge Library in his mindscape. The second was an Encantus with every magic in the multiverse and the last was a body, Mind, and Soul with godly capabilities like strength, speed, recovery...etc.

A chance encounter led him to search for her, and in his quest, he scandalized the city with her semi-nude advertisement. A contract bound her to him, and as she greedily fell for him, she realized she was just his stand-in. When his true love returned, she proudly walked away. Years later, she reappeared before him, pregnant and arm-in-arm with another man. As he made his move again, she smiled indifferently, "Mr. Ye, your game is over!"

Life is Pain Hope Fails now you understand... ~ Sylvanas Windrunner. Honestly growing up on Omega in the Mass Effect Universe will turn anyone into a terrible piece of filth... So lets watch our terrible girl F*ck sh*t up all over the Mass Effect 1-3 universe striking unholy fear into the council and the Systems Alliance as well while she's at it. Oh and she will definitely give a Visit to TIM causing him to have many nights of zero sleep... So yeah Cerberus the Terrorist Organization of the ME Universe is going to be terrorized in return xD

Ignis, a weary priest with shaky faith, battles demons and curses armed only with a rosary, holy water, and an unrelenting dark humor. Amid supernatural struggles and mental chaos, he discovers that even in hell, there’s room for irony. Facing horrors and secrets far beyond his grasp, Ignis must fight not just against evil, but against himself. "A Hell of a Job" blends dark fantasy, sarcasm, and the supernatural in a chaotic yet hilarious adventure.

In the sizzling world of contemporary romance and workplace drama, "Working Hours" delves deep into the tangled web of desire and power at Kikomori Financing. When Aaliyah, reeling from a painful past, finds solace in a surprising connection with her coworker Lee, little does she know that their encounter will unravel a chain of events that tests her heart and career. As the enigmatic Kai, president of the company, unveils his true identity in a ruthless display of power, Aaliyah is thrust into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Her attraction to Kai battles against the stark realities of office politics and personal demons, leading her down a path of self-discovery and growth. With seductive undertones and lush descriptions painting a vivid picture of love, ambition, and intrigue weaves a tale of passion and resilience in the face of unexpected challenges. Will Aaliyah find the strength to navigate the complexities of her newfound relationship with Kai while forging her own path to empowerment? Discover a world where boundaries blur and desires ignite in this evocative journey toward love and self-acceptance.

What happened if you can’t enter or the door because its locked? The answer is key. You need a key to open the locked door so you can enter. And what happened if you doesn’t have a correct key to open it? You need a right person to lockpicking that door. Information works in the same way. Who holds corresponding information, he can control everything including money. My name is Vega “Velt” Altair, still unemployment at 26 years old without jobs experience and this is my story about how I worked with beautiful lady and she’s The Devil. (NB: I'm writing and upload this novel based on my mood. Please be patience waiting for next chapter and volume)

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

A boy with a once thought useless ability learns and grows his magic to compensate as several forces try to kill him.

As Malu wakes up, his eyes blur. He soon looks around, seeing fire spread around him. As he adventures, he freaks out during a "fire show", but it causes the fire to spread faster. Malu soon finds out he has a cool power, one for the greater good or the worse. As Malu embarks on this journey, he finds some friendly kids, whose names are Skipper and Terios. As the group travels through this game, they find themselves facing a bigger fear. Who is the real villain?

It's the classic case of man dies and has the option to live again. But most of the details are already figured out, and all he has to do is roll a die, make an avatar, and wait. [ok, so. I was on an app, that will be unnamed (just in case). Scrolling through videos on my fyp when an edit of tonraq came up, and since I hadn't seen the show in a long time, I forgot how much I liked this character. Then all of a sudden I was like "What if I just. . . stick him in DC?" Yung Justice to be exact, and this will be the result!! I'm ready excited to see where my brain takes this, as I never really plan out my stories.]

A repetitive mundane life, a glimpse of familiarity, and a longing for change cause the lonely main character to fall into a rabbit hole of unknown magic, new relationships, and an overwhelm of change. Will they be able to get through and enjoy these newfound hopes and surprises?

All his life, Shane Fletcher has been confined to the walls of his tiny village. All his life, he has wondered if there was more? When an unruly bunch of kids get put under the tutelage of an ex war criminal, what's the worst that could happen? All out war? A revolution against the terrible, vile Arxians? Or maybe freedom, freedom from the iron clutches of endless war.

A desert covering most of everything I saw, my village was one of many built above the endless sand. Some of the old reminisce about the stories they held about a large group of people. They had wandered and wandered, what they had looked for was a Utopia, one where it was comfortable, a place where it was safe. I didn't wish to find a place like that, I wished for a world that was only a utopia.

Salvation. Sanctuary. A safe place. Somewhere he can be safe and free. Somewhere away from abuse, from his bullies, from harassment, from false judgements... from ropes... and whips... somewhere away from pain. Somewhere they will never reach him. That is what Aqueo Harp had always been wishing for. So when he finds himself dying and waking up in a world of magic, a world completely different from the one he had, he views it as a blessing in disguise. It was the thing he had been asking for—to escape from the cruel fate of an orphan like him in his previous world—a life under the mercy of a human trafficking organization that plunged him in a cycle of recurrent depression, back-and-forth at the local detention center, and other stuff that are known to be interrelated with juvenile delinquency. With that in mind, Aqueo swears to never go back to his miserable old life and live an opposite life in the new world, one that is devoid of any trouble he had in the past. But not even a full day has passed when he finds out that his fate in this new world might end up the same as his previous one. This place is also brimming with slavery and other abuse, just as dangerous as his previous world—or even worse. But there is hope, Aqueo Harp meets a water spirit and finds new friends, something he never had for a long time. With their help, Aqueo doesn't feel as hopeless anymore.

My name is Jesse Seso. I'm from Lordaeron. I am strong, patient, young and intelligent. For just one silver coin, I am willing to join your team and deliver wood from Eastvale Logging Camp to the main gate of Stormwind City. What? You can only pay 40 copper... Then to Goldshire. No, just Stormwind City. 50 copper. If it's only 40 copper, fine. Brother. Don't go. Look at what you said. If I don't do it, really no one will. Alright, you go. See how far you can go. Go. Bah!

This universe is the creation of the divine being Revel, for when he came into it he knew joy in his existence and revelled in it. It is filled with millions of worlds and life forms, all of whom do know not their maker's name... Fólórunsó and Sola are mercenaries of the United Freelancer Organisation stationed on the planet Pedtro doing odd jobs to make do every day. Fólórunsó is bound to a strange contract tied to a stranger power he can never truly master. Sola is tied to the day the skies fell to earth and is plagued by an ailment that will inevitably take his life. These two misfit allies find themselves taking up a peculiar job for an exuberant payment that ends up separating their paths. What will happen to the two as they explore this universe and its infinite worlds, and what will occur in their inevitable reunion?

‘“You killed him. It’s your fault!” San started crying and shaking, his stomach was trying to fly out of his body. His mind was trying to destroy him. It would be better if he died there too. It would be better if he died.’ Yang Shan moved to Hong Kong with his parents after surviving a disaster. He left his past behind and ran away, carrying his trauma with him. But after joining the eSports team Zhu Long, he had to face himself and others. He couldn’t and that was when he met Kim Hyunyeong, a kind stranger that helped him. Both shared similar experiences, but Shan’s burden was too heavy even for Hyun, so he left. Will they be able to continue where they left off or will there be only silence at the end?

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”

The legendary killer returns to the city, and is ordered to protect the school beauty! I am the school beauty's personal master, you'd better stay away from me, otherwise the young lady will be jealous again!