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El Joven Maestro Del Gran Archivo Celestial

Celestial Bloodline

Kyle's life was lazy and ordinary, but little did he know something extraordinary lay dormant deep inside his body. All his life, he remained unaware that everything happens for a reason. Everything changed when he turned 16. His older brothers, fed up with his laziness, devised a plan to teach him a lesson. They urged him to take the entrance test for a prestigious academy, thinking that getting a beating in the test would instill some sense into their lazy brother. Kyle was stunned, speechless, but due to their coordinated planning, he reluctantly agreed with a hint of resignation. "I don't think I will pass the test anyway, so trying it for the experience isn't a big deal." "The only problem is, I can't guarantee that all my body parts will stay intact until the end of the entrance test." But to Kyle's shock, he passed the test without even lifting a finger! Still, he was convinced that he would eventually be kicked out of the academy due to his lack of strength. But the moment he set foot in the academy, he discovered something incredible about himself. He was special and nature's favorite. . . . ______ (#It's my first time writing. So, support me with ps, gt and gifts. Hehe, THANK YOU) (Note: The cover is not mine, found it from pinterest. All credits go to the owner who can ring me up in the comment section if he/she wants me to remove it.) It might be empty right now and maybe needs more work, but there's finally a Discord server! ^^ Link; https://discord.gg/eBBXatxWVb
_Orange_ · 2.9M Views

La mascota del joven maestro Damien

—¿Quién te tocó? —preguntó él, su mirada sombría bajando hacia ella y cuando no respondió, su voz retumbó en la habitación—. ¿QUIÉN? —El mayordomo que estaba cerca de la pared habló temblorosamente: — Señor, fue el señor Reverale —la cara de Damien se tornó agria, su mandíbula marcándose en ira giró su rostro hacia el lado donde el mayordomo estaba detrás. —Tráiganme al hombre. —¿A-ahora? —tartamudeó el mayordomo—. Era la hora de la noche. Damien, que no había roto el contacto visual con la chica frente a él, empujó su mano contra la pared que ahora descansaba al lado de la cabeza de su hermosa chica. Girando su cuerpo, primero miró a su mayordomo que tenía la cabeza inclinada. Con gran coraje, el mayordomo alzó la vista para encontrarse con los ojos de su Amo: — ¿Tiene usted algún otro momento mejor? ¿O debería ser después de que le tuerza el cuello? —Damien preguntó con calma inclinando su cabeza—. No un segundo después, el mayordomo salió corriendo de la habitación para volver con el señor Reverale después de veinte minutos. —Damien, ¿vamos a tener una fiesta del té nocturna? —El señor Reverale vino a saludar pero el amo de la casa tenía otros planes—. Al ver el cuchillo que estaba clavado en la manzana sobre la mesa, lo alcanzó para sacarlo. Justo cuando el señor Reverale iba a intercambiar un apretón de manos con él, Damien tomó su mano para colocarla sobre la mesa. En un movimiento rápido como si estuviese cortando cebollas, cortó los cuatro dedos de la mano del hombre, haciéndole chillar y llorar de dolor. —Nadie toca lo que es mío. Estoy seguro de que esto te lo recordará la próxima vez que incluso pienses en tocarla —suspiró Damien como si estuviera cansado de decirle a la gente que mantuviera sus sucias manos lejos de sus pertenencias. Conozca a Damien Quinn, un vampiro de sangre pura que es un narcisista completo, brusco con sus palabras y tacaño a pesar de ser rico que regateó cuando compró una esclava del mercado negro. Por otro lado, conozca a Penélope que cree que es una 'invitada' por unos días en la casa de los Quinn ya que está decidida a escapar del extraño vampiro que necesita terapia. ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN
ash_knight17 · 140.4K Views

El Prometido del Diablo

Un amor condenado desde el principio, una causa perdida, una batalla perdida, y aún así, ninguno de los dos corazones está dispuesto a rendirse hasta el final. Arlan Cromwell, el epítome del perfecto Príncipe Heredero. Todo lo que quiere es vivir una vida normal como un humano pero la vida de un dragón no tiene nada de normal. Solo tiene un objetivo: encontrar a su prometida fugitiva y decapitarla. ¿Qué sucede cuando descubre que la mujer que ha conquistado su corazón es la que juró matar? Oriana, la Herbolario, disfrazándose de hombre, ha pasado toda su vida huyendo sin saber de qué huye. Cuando los misterios de su pasado la atrapan lentamente, no tiene a quién acudir... excepto a Arlan. Pero cuando se entera de que el hombre al que le ha entregado su corazón es el mismo hombre que quiere matarla, ¿cómo puede aceptar la cruel mano que la vida le ha dado? Dos personas con secretos que guardar, identidades que ocultar y respuestas que encontrar. Cuando cierta oscuridad amenaza con llevarse a Oriana, ¿el Dragón podrá proteger a su pareja? Extracto: —Si supiera que eres mi prometida, te habría matado en el mismo momento en que nos conocimos. —¡Si supiera que estaba comprometida contigo, me habría matado antes de que tú me mataras! Sacó una daga y se la ofreció. —No es demasiado tarde. Simplemente corta tu garganta con esto y sangrarás sin dolor. Ella aceptó el cuchillo, sus dedos apretaban con fuerza el mango. Al siguiente momento, él estaba presionado contra la pared y el cuchillo estaba en el lado derecho de su cuello. —¿Qué tal si lo pruebo contigo primero, mi prometido? —Siéntete libre de intentarlo. Pero cuando falles, este cuchillo primero probará la sangre de tu abuelo, luego la tuya. La ira se levantó en sus ojos, y al siguiente momento, la sangre fluyó por el lado derecho de su cuello. Ella cortó lo suficientemente profundo como para cortar un importante vaso sanguíneo. —No deberías haberme desafiado —dijo ella con desdén—. Y se echó hacia atrás, esperando que él colapsara. Simplemente sonrió y pasó su dedo por la profunda herida en su cuello. —Parece que has fallado. Observó cómo la herida de su cuello se curaba por sí sola y se sintió impactada hasta los huesos. —Tú... ¿qué eres? —¿Adivinas?
Mynovel20 · 196.6K Views

Beyond The Celestial Veil

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”
Bubbles2009 · 1.1K Views

Celestial Speed: Legacy

Ding [congratulations you have acquired the Celestial{God of speed}System] [Do you accept the term and conditions of the system] With a huge claw at his face ready to take off his head, sending him back to the dark abyss from which he had just arrived not so long ago, already accepting his fate for a second death. Henry saw a holographic screen flash in front of him, one that would change his new life for the better... or worse, seeing no other option in his current dilemma and with nothing else to lose. "Yes, yes i accept!" he screamed out with determination and hope that this might just be a miracle here to save him from certain doom,and indeed it was. [You have successfully acquired all the functions and priorities of the system,including its benefits and disadvantages] Henry saw the screen again but that wasn't all he saw to his disbelief everything in the surroundings including the ferocious beast trying to kill him, were now completely still with the lion's claws just a few centimeters away from his head. "Wow, i guess this must be part of the benefits the system granted," he exclaimed with surprise "But what about the demerits?" I guess we'll find out soon enough as this was only just the beginning. Now with his newly acquired "cheat" system in a new world he had just been reincarnated to. From an urban civilization to an even more futuristic, civilized urban utopia where magic and technology are well versed, Henry must find his true purpose in the new world as he discovers more beings like him both good and bad. And as he navigates his way to a better second chance, making new friends and encountering old foes courtesy of his predecessor. Going against both celestial entities and monsters from other realms and doing as he pleases, defying rules of the multiverses and discovering worlds beyond. "Or maybe I'll just kick back and relax in this New World." SNEAK PEAK! Henry stood face to face with the mysterious figure, their suits a stark contrast to each other. Henry's white and gold suit gleamed in the sunlight, while the other figure's black and purple suit seemed to absorb the light around them. A mask covered the figure's face, making it impossible for Henry to discern their identity. "You're quite the legend, Henry," the figure said in a low, gravelly voice "I've heard a lot about your skills." Henry's eyes narrowed. "Who are you?" The figure chuckled. "Someone who's been watching you. Someone who's been waiting for the perfect moment to strike." Henry's grip on his fists tightened. "What do you want?" The figure smiled, their mask glinting in the light. "I want to see how fast you really are." Without warning, the figure took off, their black and purple suit blurring as they sprinted away. Henry's eyes widened, and he grinned. "Game on!" he exclaimed, taking off after the mysterious figure. The two speedsters tore through the city streets, their suits leaving trails of distorted air in their wake. As Henry left a trail of gold lightning so did the figure leave one of purple. Henry's Nitro suit glowed with a brilliant white light as he pushed himself to his limits, his feet pounding the pavement in a blur. The mysterious figure was fast, but Henry was determined to catch up. He focused all his energy on the chase, his senses heightened as he navigated the crowded streets. The city became a colorful blur as the two speedsters clashed in a battle of velocity and agility. Henry's heart pounded with excitement, his mind racing with the thrill of the chase. Who was this mysterious figure, and what did they want? Henry was determined to find out. Crap! I wanted to write more but looks like I've reached the word limit. Sigh* Well I hope I've gotten your attention with all this, i like my summary to always look like a trailer, that's why it's so long. Anyways check more of these when you read my book and support, I'll appreciate. Gracias! Check my discord link in bio, join for more info.
Red_Hood69 · 304.2K Views

Celestial and The Alpha

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"
Mixy_Writes · 50K Views

Legado de Sangre: El Juramento del Renacido Infernal

En un mundo fracturado por una Guerra Santa ancestral, donde tres reinos divinos se reparten el planeta bajo sellos de frágil paz, la historia de Kaelen Silver es un canto desgarrador a la venganza, el sacrificio y el precio del poder. Tomas Silver, un esclavo convertido en asesino, logra escapar de la sombra de la Orden de la Luna Sangrienta gracias a Alenya, una herborista que le devuelve la humanidad. Juntos forjan una vida sencilla, ocultos de un mundo dividido por los dioses. Pero su hijo Kaelen nace marcado por una maldición: su cuerpo absorbe la energía vital (Nivora) del mundo, infligiéndole un dolor insoportable. Aunque Tomas lo protege con ferocidad, el destino es cruel: Alenya muere a manos de la Orden de la Luna Sangrienta, y años después, los Cinco Grandes Clanes -marionetas de demonios ocultos- asesinan a Tomas, dejando a Kaelen solo, roto y hambriento de venganza. Kaelen no es un héroe. Es un superviviente astuto y despiadado que, tras décadas de cazar a los clanes que destruyeron su familia, fracasa en su último intento. Capturado y sacrificado en un ritual grotesco, su muerte no es el fin: un demonio ancestral le ofrece un trato perverso. «Vuelve al pasado. Salva a tus padres. Destruye los sellos que dividen el mundo... y desata el Infierno». Al despertar como un bebé en los brazos de sus padres, Kaelen guarda la memoria de su vida anterior. Pero el camino no es simple: para romper los sellos que mantienen a raya a ángeles, demonios y la Alianza de Razas, necesitará corazones de descendientes de héroes, arcángeles y reyes demoníacos. ¿Hasta dónde llegará para reescribir su destino? ¿Se convertirá en el peón de fuerzas mayores, o desafiará incluso a los dioses que manipulan Ethalios desde las sombras?
Seraphiel_Noctis · 118 Views
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