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Freezing : Frusthalia's Wake

Troan Re' Ages, a prince unjustly deposed at age 10 on the charge of treason, was sentenced to the sacred but monster-plagued Mount Avalon to serve punishment. Against all odds, he conquered the mountain and was chosen to wield the blade of the Ancestor: A blade only granted to the noblest of souls; the blade of the Knight of Ages. Amid a looming civil war against the Imperial Household and its allies, dark forces and old enemies converge to plunge the empire into ruin. Burdened by the knowledge of these problems and the constant assassination attempts on his life, he eventually met a rogue called Wriggler, who revealed to him a truth that may have solved the greatest mystery of his life. That he might not be human, but something far more—terrifying! Join Troan on his journey as he strives to become the ideal Ancestor's Chosen; a 'Lord of Avalon'. While still holding ambitions to one day build up a nation in his own image. Despite both goals requiring contrary values, making them mutually exclusive. ——— "But...why would you tell me all that? Why inform me of all this?" Wriggler snipped off some hair and said. "Because I knew you would eventually find out something was wrong—that you were different." He said with a soft smile. "That you would feel lost and alone, and I would really hate seeing you suffer. But now you can take solace in the knowledge that though you may be different, you are not alone. You are one of us." Troan's eyes grew distant for a moment, and then he closed them. "Thank you." He muttered.
Breadcastle · 3.2K Views

She's My Sleeping Pill

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE
_frieyaVida · 2.6M Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 681.6K Views

Monster Apocalypse - Waking up with Powers & 3 Monster Husbands

I never imagined my life would turn out this way. Waking up in a bed surrounded by a wolf, a dragon and a Minotaur, all claiming to be my mates, my three Monster Husbands! At first, I was chocked and utterly terrified. How could I possibly be connected to these powerful creatures and what happened to Max and my old world and why did my body felt strange all of a sudden, like it wasn’t my own? All these questions surged around in my head as I started to spent more time with my monsters. Little by little I began to see past their intimidating exteriors. They were kind, protective, and fiercely loyal. Slowly, I started to form bonds with each of them, realizing that they were not as monstrous as they appeared in the beginning. As we started navigating our new life together, I found myself falling for each of my husbands in different ways. Their love was unlike anything I had ever experienced before and they were so sweet as they helped me use my newly gained powers, to which I was still not used too. But then our happiness started to get threatened by outside forces, who were determined to tear us apart. And besides that, we also had to face our own fears and insecurities. To make matters even more complicated then it already was I got sick and then received the explosive news that changed all our lives, forever! I was carrying triplets, not knowing who the father was, as if trying to rebuild our ruined city wasn’t already hard enough, with danger lurking around every corner. Would we make it as a growing family, could I really be happy with my monster husbands and could they keep me and the babies save? And what about Max, who turned out to be alive and well and who has been stalking me for a while now, would I be able to cut him loose once and for all?
PandaBloom1001 · 2K Views

Scorn or fate: dead by accident to wake up in a parallel world

Sesky was a girl like no other. She grew up in a wealthy and loving family, although her parents were often absent when she reached the age of nineteen, claiming that their little girl was big enough to fly on her own. As the youngest daughter, she never lacked for anything, and her parents and siblings didn't even force her to work in their large family business when she finished university. They let her do what she liked, such as painting, drawing and writing, and above all spending time with her four childhood friends, who never had a problem with her. Although nonchalant and too relaxed for their tastes on certain subjects, she is thoughtful and attentive to those around her. She died suddenly in an unfortunate accident, a most bizarre death. She had never had suicidal thoughts, not even once, and here she was, leaving behind family and friends who felt guilty for not seeing it coming and for abandoning her. When Sesky awoke, to her astonishment, she was still alive, with all her limbs in place. But she was in a completely different environment than she'd known before. She felt a little panic-stricken, but she was determined to understand her situation. She realised that she was no longer Sesky, the high society girl loved by those close to her, pampered to the point where she could have turned out differently if she'd had a bad heart. She was a man. Yes, a man. As if it wasn't enough that she had died in such an absurd way and under such bizarre circumstances. But there's a silver lining, right? Being a man could be interesting too, right? Her counterpart was a man born into an aristocratic family, but he lacked the love and attention she was lucky enough to have in her world. His counterpart was unhappy and abused, with no one to look after him, and despised by everyone, even his own family. He was the only normal person in a family and society where you were respected because of your inner beast. Will Sesky's arrival change her fate, or will she have to live like a rat at the bottom of the social ladder, receiving their contempt as the only act of human compassion towards her? Or has she been lured into this world to show them off and live a full and luxurious life as she always has? Come and live this adventure with Sesky, encouraging her to grow stronger and face the challenges she encounters along the way. As Sesky's adventure begins, what do you think?
Quentin_Pidon · 180 Views
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