Pony Guard

In a world where power is claimed by bloodlines and politics, Meiying, a fierce and skilled warrior, returns home after years of hidden training to find her family gone and her homeland in ruins. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng during a deadly ambush. Unbeknownst to her, this act binds her fate to his, revealing a powerful, untapped secret within herself—the rare ability to manipulate life force, a gift once wielded by the protectors of the throne. But as the Emperor’s desperate deal with a demon curses Cheng’s life and the empire’s stability, Meiying finds herself entangled in a battle far larger than personal revenge. With dark forces and political conspiracies threatening to destroy everything, Meiying must come to terms with her newfound powers and decide where her loyalty lies. Can Meiying, a warrior defined by strength become the key to breaking the curse and saving an empire in peril? As the prince fights for his destiny, will her path of vengeance lead to destruction—or will it be the salvation they both need? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

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In a world forged by ancient dragons and guarded by deities, the balance between light and darkness teeters on the edge of chaos. Zuka, the reincarnated prince of the Dragonoids, once a symbol of hope, now walks the path of vengeance after his kingdom is destroyed by evil freed from their ancient seal

WARNING: R18!! Sarah Blackwood's life was turned upside down; her perfect and peaceful life was shattered. She was the daughter of the great and formidable Lord and Alpha Harrington Blackwood of the revered Black Clove pack. But just in one night, her entire pack was brutally slaughtered, leaving her the sole survivor. Narrowly escaping this misfortune, Sarah was left a young, orphaned stray, and the trauma left her inner wolf latent, dormant, and asleep. Forced to flee, she ended up in the hands of Viktor Darkov, a notorious crime boss involved in human trafficking, drugs, and smuggling. Her life takes a turn - for better or for worse? - when she was sold to a mysterious, feral, and feared man. Her inner wolf, dormant for years, suddenly stirred awake, trying to tell her something. Who was this shadow of a man, and what power did he have that left everyone, including his subordinates, terrified of him? *Excerpt* "Wait here for the master, do not get up. Keep your head down," a distant voice finally spoke, then quietly adding in a whisper with a cautious tone. "Whatever you do, try not to make the master angry. For your sake." The doors closed behind me, leaving me again in the eerie silence, except for the sound of my ragged breathing. Beads of cold sweat began forming on my forehead. My palms felt wet and sweaty against the chains. I waited and waited, the minutes ticking by. No one approached the doors, no footsteps. The place was awfully quiet. I considered peeking beneath the blindfold to find a way out, but the fear of the unknown, the ghost-like atmosphere horrified me, and kept me still, glued to the ground. "What are you?" A cold, low, menacing growl spoke from nowhere, emanating from all around me, causing me to jump, but I maintained my posture. Head down, still kneeling down. I didn't hear him enter the room; the doors never opened, and I didn't sense him. Like a ghost. It was chilling, like he had materialized out of thin air. "Speak," the voice came out as a low, vibrating echo through the room.

Isaiah's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. “You’ll be mine Aurélia,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You won't escape me, my little pony.” Before I could react, Isaiah pulled me close, his hand wrapping around my waist. His lips crashed onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all consuming a French kiss that left me breathless. I hated Isaiah for his arrogance, but his bad boy charm was undeniable. His touch ignited a fire within me, drawing me into his web of desire. I couldn't resist his romance no matter how hard I tried. Isaiah's eyes seemed to melt my resolve, his words touching my heart. “I fell for you at first sight,” he whispered. “Your eyes, your beauty, your kindness... you're mine Aurélia.” His possessiveness should have scared me, but instead, it sent a thrill through my veins. “You won't be able to run away from me,” Isaiah whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ll always be mine.” I knew I should resist, but his touch was addictive. I couldn't deny the sparks flying between us, or the way my heart skipped a beat when he held me close.

Syn, a guard in service to the ninth-in-line princess of a vast mega space station called "kingdom", finds his life turned upside down when their ship is suddenly attacked by space pirates. Amid the chaos, Syn is shocked to discover that the leader of the pirates is someone from his past—a person he knows all too well and the others along with her, came back to reclaim him. # Has femdom elements. FLs are strong Harem #18+ , threesomes no ntr, no yuri.

Absurd! Reincarnating as a newborn in a demon-infested world, the overturning system arrived 30 years early. [At 30, after enduring endless hardships, you have achieved nothing and remain a loner. Reward: Late Bloomer (Talent) - Effect: The older your bones, the faster you cultivate.] [Overturning mission: Defeat Chen Yuan at the sixth level of the Guiyuan Realm within a year. Reward: Swordsmanship entry-level] One-year-old Chen Yi looked at the content on the panel, then down at his small arms and legs, falling into deep thought. 'Damn! This system definitely arrived too early!' 'I'm only a year old, what good is the Late Bloomer talent now?' 'And Chen Yuan of the Guiyuan Realm...' ... Years later, war reports came from the frontlines. 'The Tianyuan Continent’s top ten martial arts prodigy, Champion Marquis of the Wei Dynasty, the Amorous Young Master, Sword Saint Chen Yi, slaughtered 100,000 demons on the battlefield of Taizhou Mountain to celebrate for the human race!' However, Chen Yi looked at the battlefield flowing with rivers of blood and shook his head: 'I’ve been making overturn since I was one, experiencing countless life and death situations to achieve my current cultivation level. It’s not surprising you can’t resist!' Those 'life and death' crises were terrifyingly daunting. The big brother at one year old, childhood sweetheart at five, senior brother at ten, princess at a tender age... Who understands my hardships? PS: Infant stream, system-arriving-early stream, light-hearted, humorous, passionate. PPS: Also known as 'Starting the Overturn as an Infant', 'Reborn as an Infant, What an Overturn! ', 'Talking is Useless, It's Time to Fight.'

The protagonist travels through Shu Mountain and becomes a demonic dragon guarding the heavenly book in Dinghu Peak.

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical... In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization. Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them. If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken; This is a world where performance skills are paramount; Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life... ... Already concluded with thousands of orders are the works "Dream Fufiller of Ten Thousand Realms", and "Ten Thousand Methods to Remove Players." There is a guarantee of completion, so please feel free to dive in.

As a special forces soldier recently returned to the city, I've applied to become the dormitory's security guard. I'm skilled at battling enemies on the front lines, but how should I deal with so many students? Yet, in the city, strength always prevails!

After five years in prison, an insignificant security guard transforms into an unparalleled expert. On the day Yang Xiao is released from prison, he learns that he actually has an adorable daughter. It turns out that five years ago, on that fateful night, he had an encounter with a stunning female CEO... Amidst the surprise, a dreadful news strikes. His daughter has been secretly harmed and is now suffering from a terminal illness. A massive conspiracy is silently unfolding.

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I, the village doctor, was particularly skilled in gynecology; the physical health of the women in the village was my responsibility to guard!

The little security guard, Qin Yu, was chosen by a glamorous and wealthy CEO to become her personal bodyguard. Little did he know, this glamorous and wealthy CEO had a double identity, and was actually his wife from a flash marriage a year ago, registered and all. Neither of them recognized the other, but as they lived together day and night, one awkward situation followed another. They had become the most familiar pair of stranger spouses!

Betrayed by her boyfriend in the most humiliating way, She seeks solace in a night bar that leads to an unexpected turn—she finds herself pregnant with quadruplets, and the father is a gigolo! She thought it was merely a fleeting encounter, she returns home only to discover he's transformed into the city's most influential CEO. Struggling as a single mother, she's caught off guard when fate brings them together again. He recognizes her, and traps her...

In the medieval village of Buckfast, Lisbet, the cursed child of a healer and a blacksmith, has always longed for a life beyond the confines of her humble existence. Her world is shattered when her beloved mother falls victim to the black death, leaving Lisbet alone and bound to a life of servitude to a village that disdains her. One fateful summer day, a mysterious traveling peddler named Rowan D'Morsang arrives in Buckfast. Rowan is not just a simple merchant; he carries with him a legacy of myth and blood, secrets that stretch far into the past. Sensing Lisbet's desperation and hidden strength, Rowan offers her a way out of the village. However, the price of her freedom is steep: she must guard his secrets as fiercely as a dragon guards its gold. Lisbet decides to take the risk. Together, they embark on a journey that will test her courage and unravel the ancient mysteries that Rowan has kept hidden for so long. As they travel to his chateau in France, Lisbet discovers that her existence is not a burden but a unique gift, one that may be the key to unlocking the secrets of Rowan's past and the fate of a forgotten realm.

Ren Arashi, a notorious assassin known as the White Reaper, finds himself facing a different kind of judgment after death. Instead of eternal damnation, he awakens in the strange and vibrant Spirit World, a land filled with lost souls and curious creatures. He's thrust into a high-stakes competition called the "Spirit World Gameshow," where players compete for a chance at reincarnation. With his carefree yet loyal Soul Guard, Hinata Yushiro, Ren must navigate a series of challenges and quests. Using his Skills, Ren must outwit and outmaneuver his opponents. But the Gameshow holds dark secrets, and the line between competition and manipulation blurs. As Ren delves deeper, he questions the true purpose of the Gameshow. Can he trust the enigmatic Soul Guards? Who are the mysterious creators behind this bizarre competition? And will Ren embrace his newfound powers and carefree spirit to conquer the Gameshow and win the ultimate prize: a second chance at life?

The Aryans are a normal family, as normal as any other family could be. They're pretty well-off and the children are all successful. It's just that as a family with an immortal bloodline they have side jobs that aren't public-friendly. Say for example, guarding the boundary between the underworld and the mortal world. Or dealing with supernatural creatures here and there. Suffice to say, it makes it really hard to date.

Red was just another run-of-the-mill Final Boss in a fantasy RPG. Tasked with guarding the last dungeon, he spent his days fending off brave adventurers and watching heroes fail to take him down. Life was predictable-until it wasn't.

In a world beneath a fracturing Veil—a magical barrier trapping the Ethereal Lords—wild magic twists the land and awakens powers in Kaelith, a borderland scavenger. When she hears the Lords’ whispers through a Veilscrap shard, she’s hunted by the Order of the Saffron Flame, who guard the Veil, and the Shroudwalkers, who seek its ruin. As her ability to wield Veil-energy reveals her ties to its ancient creators, Kaelith must choose: mend the failing barrier or shatter it, risking chaos or redemption in a world on the brink.

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Being a royal was demanding and yet being the Royal future king was far more demanding than his people imagined. The tenuous training, immensely growing power and rigorous studies hardly left any time for Eric to be a child. His abilities manifested when he was four years old making it impossible for him to normally relate with others. Eric knew she was going be a problem for him or even more than a problem. He didn't want to hurt her yet she was more than willing to hit him in physical and magical combat so he obliged her. A green eyed beauty who will take on boys older than herself as long as she can be on the Royal Guard turns the Creator's plans to motion. She has been shunned, undermined and neglected yet her spirit is blazing. Her gift is rare and feared yet she's unafraid and proud. Lighters were often unable to control their gifts, known for hurting those around them when they exploded with emotion. Most lighters blocked their gift and retained use of their defensive gift. Years later... Reina used both her gifts to make it to the Guard and being female in a male dominated guard meant she fought harder and dirty to keep up. To make things worse the future king was her training partner. He was beyond powerful and she wasn't sure she wanted to burn his gorgeous body... ******EXCERPT****** Her scent had changed into something intoxicating, addictive, threatening to everything I treasured. Reina was my partner, best friend and yet I wanted more. "I'm not yours Eric…" she whispered as I inhaled her scent and kissed her neck. "You don't believe that," I murmured as I brought my lips closer to her mouth she was glowing, trembling as I grabbed her pony tail and let it loose. she gasped at my audacity giving me the chance I needed. I claimed her mouth pushing her against the wall. Arms tightened around my back as I deepened the kiss. I placed a hand on her bare waist and a blast of heat consumed me. she moaned deep in her throat as I brought her hips closer to mine. You're mine Reina, only mine. I drawled against her neck.

In a world where gender roles are reversed and men are a rarity, Hae-sol is transported by a mysterious entity named Pony. Given a new, youthful appearance, he is thrust into the idol industry with a mission—to help repopulate a society on the brink of extinction. Waking up in a hotel room with the director of a powerful entertainment company, Hae-sol must navigate the intense pressures of fame, competition, and the expectations placed on rare men like him. As he rises to stardom, he struggles with the moral dilemmas and unique challenges of being one of the few males in a world dominated by women. ••••••••••• I have finished translating this novel, and you can now read it on my Patreon! The novel has over 800 chapters, but the main story ends at Chapter 600. The remaining chapters are just side stories. I have already translated all 600 main chapters, and you can access them here: https://www.patreon.com/collection/884480 Or www.patreon.com/Jenuinez_translation I will continue translating the remaining 300 side story chapters soon!

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Seven years ago, Leo Ryder died—or so the world believed. Once a scrawny boy who sacrificed himself to save his best friend and first love, Princess Emeney Snow. He returns as Rayne Egan, a hardened warrior with a new name, a new face, and a dangerous secret. His mission: infiltrate the princess’s elite guard and stop an ancient power from falling into the hands of a dangerous and powerful mage known only as “The First”, an Elder Mage seeking godhood. But getting close to Emeney proves more dangerous than any spell or blade. She doesn’t recognize the boy she once cherished, yet something about her new bodyguard unsettles her. As war looms, so does a battle within her heart—torn between her duty to marry an A-Class Mage, Xander who was also once her close friends along with Rayne. But now also she had an undeniable pull toward the mysterious man sworn to protect her. Rayne swore to guard her with his life while searching for the Crimson Flower and protect it also, but as old feelings resurface and deadly truths unravel, keeping his secret becomes impossible. When his past collides with the future he never thought he'd have, one question remains—will love be their salvation, or will war tear them apart forever?

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The Marquess who poses as a secret elite guard in the king's Guardsmen goes home to find peace and settle but instead finds his ward an alluring beauty posing a sensual threat to his senses......

Journey of Jose Guzman from building Narco Submarines in Colombian Jungles to the Mining the Ocean Floor, Stealing Gold and silver from sunken ships , encountering terrifying leviathan's of the deep sea and evading , fighting the navy and coast guard.