Devante Swing

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger) --- What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. ... My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses. I said to her, "Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment." Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I... ========== Translation Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. I am solely responsible for the translation efforts.

"J'aurais dû rester à la maison et jouer à des jeux vidéo." C’était la dernière pensée de Ray avant que l'obscurité ne l'engloutisse après avoir été percuté par une voiture. Mais, de façon surprenante, au lieu de se retrouver devant les portes de l'enfer après sa mort, Ray découvrit qu'il avait été transmigré dans un autre monde. Le monde dans lequel Ray avait été transmigré s'appelait le Monde Arora, un endroit où l'on pouvait utiliser différentes sortes de compétences, de magie, et même acquérir des classes puissantes. Ray se retrouva dans le corps d’un jeune garçon nommé Evan, qui étudiait dans une académie de chasseurs après avoir éveillé ses capacités à l’âge de quatorze ans. Au début, Ray était heureux d'avoir été transmigré dans le corps de quelqu'un qui avait éveillé ses capacités et pouvait utiliser la magie qu'il avait toujours voulu utiliser. Cependant, à mesure que Ray parcourait les souvenirs d’Evan, il se rendit compte que tout n'était pas aussi simple qu'il l'avait espéré. Evan possédait un physique unique qui ne lui permettait pas d'augmenter sa puissance comme les autres personnes. À cause de ce physique unique inutile, Evan était le chasseur le plus faible de toute l'académie. Et ce n'était pas tout ; plus Ray examinait les souvenirs d’Evan, plus il réalisait à quel point sa situation était problématique. "Je sais que je suis entré dans ce corps sans acheter de billet, mais n'est-ce pas trop?" dit Ray d'une voix déprimée après avoir parcouru les souvenirs d’Evan. Ray parviendra-t-il à survivre dans ce nouveau monde ? Le physique de son nouveau corps est-il vraiment inutile ? Rejoignez Ray dans son aventure pour le découvrir. --------------------------------------------------

Ronaldo: Kai, I thought you were here to assist me. Deng Kai: Initially, I indeed came to assist you. Ronaldo: Then why have I become the king of assists? Deng Kai: Because I've realized that I can Carry better than you! Don't be mad, being the king of assists isn't so bad. Everyone is now saying that you and Xixi are in a league of your own beneath me! Ronaldo: Pah! Messi: Smug face! Kaka: ??? Beckham: Watch my flying boot! Fat Ronaldo: I'll get your family some Golden Throat Lozenges! Ronaldinho: Let’s swing together! Zidane: Take this, my Iron Head Skill! Neymar: So what about us younger ones? Deng Kai: We're all kings of the ball, no need to be formal! Keep the music playing on the green field, keep dancing!

Check out my other novels - |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |My Ares System| -- Same Universe - |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| ------------------------------------------------------------------- A man dies in a plane crash from a supposed terrorist attack. A mysterious... Devil reincarnates him into a new world and gender bends him into a female. It looked to be your standard fantasy world at first, but as Arpious traverses farther into her journey, she finds out that she might not be on a planet. She discovers many secrets that are unknown to her fellow monsters, through the help of her comrades, wives, and even enemies? She learns that the sky is fake? There are worlds right under her world? How is that even possible? Spirits instead of gods? Where the heck is she? ------------------------------------------------------------------- Volume 1. This volume has a mix of action and kingdom building, plus the grammar isn't that good. I'm going back to the earlier chapters and editing them when I have free time. Also, the pacing is really quick but I'm trying to fix it by adding things that I didn't earlier, such as explaining the number of citizens that are multiplying each day. Volume 2. This volume is a segway to the third volume which will be action-packed. It introduces new characters that will be necessary for the third volume. Most of the chapters will bore some readers since there is minimal action and MC is disabled for half of the volume. Grammar gets much better halfway through but the beginning still needs some improvement, grammar-wise. Volume 3. In progress. ------------------------------------------------------------------- MC has mood swings occasionally so just be ready for that. MC is pretty overpowered but that doesn't mean she wins easily all the time. I'm thinking of making this a pretty long novel so development will be slow. I'm also using this novel to improve my writing since I'm kind of bad at it. This also explains why my writing is terrible in the beginning and slowly gets better throughout the novel. Also, the beginning of this story is similar to "Epic of Caterpillar" but it differs later on. It wasn't my intent to copy "Epic of Caterpillar" but I guess parts of the story stuck in my mind but I promise it differs later. ------------------------------------------------------------------- 500 Power Stones by the weekend = 1 extra chapter 750 Power Stones by the weekend = 2 extra chapters -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Money sent will help me hire people to create new covers for my novels -- Novel is mainly inspired by - [Epic of Caterpillar] and [RE: Monster] The picture I used for the cover. Full credit to the artist - https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/49312139

Sharon était une personne ordinaire, alors que son mari, Wallace Harris, était un homme prometteur et séduisant. Sa famille était l'une des familles les plus prestigieuses et les plus riches de New York. Épouser Wallace était un accident. Pendant leurs trois années de mariage, Wallace n'avait jamais couché avec Sharon. Sa famille l'avait également constamment persuadé de divorcer de Sharon. C'était la fête d'anniversaire de la vieille matriarche de la famille Harris, et tous les jeunes de la famille Harris avaient offert les cadeaux les plus chers possibles pour rendre la vieille dame heureuse—tous sauf Sharon. Elle avait demandé à emprunter de l'argent à Madame Harris pour l'ancien majordome, Oncle Smith, car il n'avait pas d'argent pour payer son traitement médical. Mais comme prévu, la famille Harris l'humilia lorsqu'elle fit sa demande. "La famille Harris n'a jamais eu de parent pauvre comme toi. Ne te présente plus jamais devant moi ! Wallace aurait dû épouser Crystal. C'est certainement une jeune femme qui est digne de se marier dans notre famille !" dit Madame Harris. "Connais ta place et sors d'ici. Ne reste plus dans notre maison. Comment le grand-père de Wallace a-t-il pu être si idiot pour marier une femme pauvre et inutile comme toi à mon fils ?!" dit June, la mère de Wallace. "Ce n'est que quelques millions de dollars, et pourtant tu es si pauvre que tu dois emprunter à notre famille. Comment une femme comme toi mérite-t-elle d'être avec Wallace ? Si c'était Crystal, elle ne nous aurait certainement pas autant embarrassés !" Cette nuit-là, Wallace tendit à Sharon une carte bancaire, qui contenait des millions de dollars. "L'entreprise se développe, donc je n'ai pas beaucoup de liquide. Tu peux utiliser ceci pour aider Oncle Smith." Face à l'hostilité de la famille Harris, Wallace déclara, "Puisque je l'ai épousée, elle est ma responsabilité. Qu'elle soit riche ou pauvre, Sharon est ma femme." Ce n'est que lorsqu'un étranger s'est approché de Sharon un jour que celle-ci apprit qu'elle était la fille d'une famille très prestigieuse, éligible pour recevoir des biens d'une valeur d'au moins dix milliards. Elle possédait soudainement la plus grande entreprise de New York et une carte bancaire contenant des centaines de millions de 'monnaie de poche'. En un clin d'œil, son identité avait changé. Elle n'était plus la belle-fille pauvre que la famille Harris n'appréciait pas. Au contraire, elle était devenue la personne la plus prestigieuse de New York !

``` [Attention : contenu fortement mature r18+/adulte] Il est son salut. Elle, sa perte. Pourtant, il refuse de la laisser partir... Mineah, la plus jeune Princesse d'Ebodia, fut maudite dès sa naissance pour rester innocente et apporter le malheur autour d'elle. Cette prophétie plane sur elle comme un nuage sombre, grandissant chaque année sans se réaliser. Elle existe dans des rumeurs étouffées comme une figure pitoyable - fragile, docile, indésirable. Sous ce masque se cache une renarde forte et fière digne d'être reine. Et cette future reine a jeté son dévolu sur la brisure de sa malédiction, même si cela signifie tromper le vampire le plus rusé jamais né. Nikolai, bien que reclus et énigmatique, est vénéré par le Royaume de Valcrez comme un souverain sage et puissant. À l'insu de ses fidèles sujets, son image de perfection est une toile de mensonges qui, si elle était révélée, pourrait faire s'effondrer leur royaume et tout ce qui leur est cher. Quand ces deux-là voient leurs chemins se croiser dans une alliance matrimoniale, le jeu de la Séduction de la Couronne commence. Mais qui est le chasseur et qui est la proie ? ******** Extrait : « Pourquoi te déshabilles-tu devant moi ? » demanda-t-elle avec un froncement de sourcils, ne faisant peu pour cacher son irritation dans sa voix. Son objectif était de capturer seulement son cœur, pas tout son corps ! « Ne suis-je pas autorisé à prendre un bain avec ma femme ? » répliqua-t-il d'un ton froid. « J'ai spécialement demandé une grande baignoire pour être sûr que nous deux y rentrions ensemble. » Elle soupira, sans détourner son regard de lui tandis qu'elle reprenait son calme. Le voyant sourire en coin, elle se força à se mettre à l'aise tandis qu'il parlait. « C'est mieux ainsi. Tu l'as dit toi-même, personne ne t'a forcée à m'épouser. Au contraire, tu t'es proposée et t'es portée volontaire de toi-même, alors je m'attends à ce que tu sois assez confiante pour partager un bain avec ton mari », déclara confiant Nikolai. « Après tout, nous ferons bien plus que cela sous peu. » Sans gêne... Se retenant de lever les yeux au ciel, elle parvint à lui adresser un sourire en disant, « Ne me blâme pas si tu meurs alors. » **** Note : Volume 1 : Histoire Principale Status - Terminé (Chapitres 1 à 403) Volume 2 : Histoire Annexes Status - Terminé (Chapitres 404 à 472) Volume 3 : Histoire Annexes Status - **** PS : Couverture de livre commandée possédée par l'auteur ! Ne pas l'utiliser ! ```

Don Victor, the notorious Underworld Boss, known by his alias SKULL, is a figure whose true name and face remain a mystery to all except his inner circle. To the world, SKULL is a terrifying legend whose very name sends chills down spines. No one dares to challenge him, as he has ruthlessly eliminated anyone who tried, leaving only whispers of his terror behind. Those who managed to survive did so by fading into the shadows, too afraid to even think of revenge. The fear he instills is unmatched, and his power over the underworld is absolute. Yet, behind the ruthless exterior, Don Victor has one weakness: his obsession with movies, particularly the works of his favorite director, Tames Kamron. He watches his films on repeat, each time getting lost in the emotions, the betrayals, and the action—sometimes even firing a gun when the tension peaks. His love for cinema borders on the obsessive, with his emotions swinging from tears to rage at the flick of a switch. "Boss... Director Tames Kamron is retiring." "What? No... I can't accept this. I'll kidnap him and make him make films for me!" But fate had a different plan. Bang... And just like that, the mighty underworld boss met his end. But the story doesn't end there. Don Victor opens his eyes in another world, with his life hanging by a thread. [Make a movie in one year, or your life is over.] Now, in a strange new world, Don Victor must face a new set of challenges, where the stakes are higher than ever before. Will he overcome this new challenge or will his reign as SKULL truly come to an end?

Réincarné pour découvrir deux beautés reposant sur ses genoux, Jake découvrit qu'il était un Baron Démon sans lignée. Exilé de l'Enfer vers le monde des humains, Jake fut laissé avec un petit donjon et ses deux serviteurs, avec presque aucun monstre sous ses ordres. Juste au moment où il pensait que les choses n'étaient pas bonnes pour lui, il entendit soudainement une voix féminine dans sa tête. [Ding! Bienvenue hôte dans Le Système du Péché.] [Veuillez faire tourner la Roulette du Pécheur pour déverrouiller votre premier Sin.] « C'est... » Alors que Jake touchait instinctivement le disque sombre apparu devant ses yeux, le disque se mit à tourner et s'arrêta cinq secondes plus tard. Il entendit à nouveau la voix du système. [Ding! Félicitations, vous avez déverrouillé le Péché de Luxure.] — — — Tags supplémentaires : Mc mauvais - Mc intelligent - Mc effronté - Mc fourbe - Pornographie - Pas de Yuri - Pas de NTR - Mais contient du Netori - Loli légal - Succube - Elfe - Ange - Vampire - Filles chat - Filles dragon - Filles renard - Filles monstre - Esclaves - Milf - Princesse - Belle - YANDERE - Seinen - Mature - R18 - 18 - Histoires de sexe - Bestialité - Hentai - NSFW - Grossesse - Inceste - Jeux de domination - Contrôle des émotions - Manipulation de lignée - Corruption des personnages vertueux - Péchés - Gore - Transmigration - Mana - Diable - Démon - Nécromancien - Mort - Donjon - Évolution — ー ー Avertissement : Veuillez lire ceci avec prudence. En tant qu'auteur, je vous recommande de NE PAS montrer ceci à vos enfants. Si vous avez le cœur sensible, n'ouvrez pas ce livre.

Après la rencontre d'un extraterrestre nommé Titan, le banal mais surpuissant terranien Atachi Gosaiblaze se retrouve transporter au cœur d'un voyage inouïe au-delà de toute réalité. Devant faire face au plus grand conflit de la Création, notre protagoniste au origines illégitimes devrait alors affronter son plus grand fardeau pour un jour devenir un Saikôzai, titre du mortel le plus puissant de son monde. Rencontrant une variété d'individus de toutes les contrées du grand cosmos, l'ascension d'Atachi sera aussi douloureuse qu'épique. Aucune limite n'existe, la finitude n'existe que par l'acceptation qu'il y en a une. Mélangeant le passé, les guerres et conflit aux plus grandes échelles, découvrait l'histoire aussi folle que surprenante d'Atachi Gosaiblaze, le seul et l'unique au-delà de toute contrainte.

The Apocalypse is in full swing. Defiled - powerful creatures corrupted by the Great Collision - prowled the lands in search of prey. Unfortunately for them, the human race had long since retreated behind the secure walls of the Sanctuary of Everlast. During one of his regular excursions outside the Sanctuary, Alden is separated from Celeste. - his childhood friend and crush. In that moment, he came to regret never summoning the courage to confess. Somehow managing to survive thanks to some trickery, Alden awakens as a mage. Instead of receiving a normal power, he gains the ability to decay. What's more, during his ascension, he received a vision from his future self advising him not to trust the Asterons - celestial beings who had saved his race from inescapable doom. Normally... such a revelation wouldn’t faze Alden. However, there was only one major problem with the declaration, though. Celeste was bound with an Asteron. And not just any normal Asteron... She had made a pact with one of the Divine Sovereigns. ________ Cover is not mine. I found it on Pinterest. Link to discord server: https://discord.gg/VPEtsc4c

Ethan Weils had never been anything. He was a college dropout-turned-convenience store clerk who was perfectly happy with his uneventful existence. Bills to pay? Sure. Dreams to chase? Not really. His friends usually called him a slacker, but he liked the term "minimalist." His life finally came to an abrupt and unwarranted end one extremely lazy night, slouched in his chair, with instant noodles in hand. A stray lightning strike, a wrong metal fork, and one bowl of instant ramen decided the uneventful ending of his life. When he awoke, it wasn't to pearly gates or fire and brimstone, but to a worn-out village that looked like it came straight out of those cultivation novels he skimmed through. Everything seemed so different, from the towering mountains to the glowing plants, to weirdly dressed people swinging swords around and riding on clouds. Then came the voice. [Congratulations, Host. You have been chosen to inherit the Lazy Prodigy System. Mission: construct a school. Reward: survival.] "What? A school?"; Ethan had jeered. "Do I look like some sort of teacher to you?" Then, the system's answer was ironic: [Fail, and your existence will be deleted.] And so, the weird life of Ethan started. With a system that seemed determined to make him a teacher, there was nothing he could do but follow. Little did he know, though, all the students he would later gather would change not just his life but the whole world.

Life becomes a ball of confusion for Ji Hye Rin, a 27 year old Jobless woman who finds herself inside a popular novel called And So It Begun. Everything would be easy for her except for the fact that she hasn't read the novel or watched the drama adaptation. Join Hye Rin, who has now taken the Identity of Lady Vivian Diane Sullivan, the child of a mistress, and let's see how she'll find friendship, love and betrayal in unexpected places. . . . . . SNEAK PEEK "The traitor's father and all the men for 2 previous generations are to be beheaded in 3 days while the women in the family will be turned into government slaves." "This is the king's order and it should not be defied by anyone." The butler leaves the podium and the people start cheering. "Why are they smiling?" "Mother is going to die, why are you all laughing!" The people around me pays no attention as they cheered for a man with a large sword swinging it around Mother's head. In a blink of an eye, I feel something splash on my face. Her head is on the floor looking at me with tears rolling down her eyes. . . . . . Genres: Transmigration, Romance, Suspense, Mystery Sub-Genres: Revenge, Action, Comedy . . . Hope you have a nice time reading!!!

Mischievous, Luna, the princess from a faraway planet, suddenly finds herself lost and physically bound to the Earth after a war, which leaves her badly hurt and shatters her teleportation stone. In an earth hospital, the beautiful princess wakes to find herself transformed into an angelic beauty. Determined to put together the pieces of the emerald stone with which to return to her realm, Luna proposes to charm her way through Earth's dynamics, maneuver the powers, and slowly build an opposition of enemies. But, fortune swings when a young, honorable army officer enters her life. As love blooms in most unexpected places, she must hide her identity, suppress her emerging feelings, and continue her mission of saving her planet. With everything on the line, will Luna be able to regain her destiny, or will she end up losing her heart—and herself—in the process?

she was born for convenience not love princess Abbigal. she was ready to be sold to the worst person who bid the right price at the right time for the sake of the royal family. she lived without hope or expectations so she will never come to feel disappointment. if she were to describe her life she will say that it is the life of a bird in a bird's cage. he was born as the first prince of his kingdom showered with burdens and expectations enviy since birth instead of love. he lived with his guard always up the only thing he favoured was the sword and if becoming the next king would allow him to swing his sword it was a small price to pay he didn't care if he was called a blood thirsty demon. what will happen if those two were involved in an arranged marriage. will what they thought to be unrealistic bloom between them. if you want to find out read the story of princess Abbigal and crown prince Issa.

Synopsis: In a world ravaged by an apocalyptic disaster, humanity struggles to survive amidst chaos. Our male protagonist, Alex Carter, an ordinary man with a knack for technology, finds himself thrust into a role he never imagined. When he stumbles upon an ancient artifact, he activates a mysterious system that grants him the ability to build and manage the most technologically advanced base the world has ever seen. During one of his expeditions, Alex saves a delicate and mischievous Incubus named Cassian, who is more interested in fashion and gossip than traditional demon duties. Grateful and with no other options, Cassian signs a binding contract with Alex, becoming his devoted (and often sassy) companion. To Alex's surprise, Cassian reveals a rare ability: the power to give birth. Together, they navigate the chaotic world, gathering survivors, building a futuristic haven, and dealing with Cassian's quirky antics and occasional mood swings. With humor and unexpected twists, Alex and Cassian form an unconventional partnership, proving that even in the bleakest times, laughter, love, and technology can light the way.

Death wanted her, a swing blade fell to claim her head. She was saved and Muninn now walks the world as something far more—something born from the will of the Forest Father, the True Immortal who first gave life to her race. Severed from death by his mysterious grace, her broken body was remade, transformed into a vessel for his power and purpose. No longer bound by the frailty of her former self, she is thrust into a mission that will reshape the fate of the worlds. Guided by the whispers of the Forest Father, Muninn sets forth, unaware of the storm of events she is about to set in motion. In a world where the line between life and death is blurred, and the divine hides behind a veil of secrecy, Muninn must navigate the perilous journey ahead—before the truths she holds destroy them all.

"Alison's senses had been piqued, and she'd got back into the swing of the dance between intuition and analysis that was not just her job, but an essential part of herself. Now, sitting here, travelling across the snowfields of Antarctica she could sense the undercurrents of various factions, like the great glaciers below her, sweeping together to a pinch point. There was something of cordite in the air too, an explosive mix of personalities who all held firmly to their conflicting goals. She realised she was near to the epicentre of this..." In a technologically fragile world, damaged by solar flares decades ago, Alison Strang is a flawed Special Stranger. Trained in a UN funded programme, she failed to finish due to an accident. She finds herself negotiating on behalf of the Antarctic Free State between their native miners and Global Mining part of the mega-corporation Global when she goes missing. Her state protection agent, Glenn Murcheson vows to find her and find out why, always suspecting the murky hand of his estranged grandfather, Senator Gordon Murcheson. Together Glenn and Alison find out what her flaw really is, and it changes the political landscape of the world forever.

" Turns out they were real all along... " A half blooded girl named Allyson Bluestone stumbled upon the secrets that the world chose to abandon. Revealing a whole new perspective at how she sees the world now. Upon her journey by joining an organization called " Dixinian Corps ".... prioritizing to prevent casualties caused by creatures called "Specia" who walks among the humans. She and her friends struggles through dispersion of problems as the pendulum of fate is still swinging. ---------------------------------------------

“I am sorry child but you are talentless.” The voice of the blond-haired messenger rang through Ivar’s mind. Ivar's mind on the other hand was in shambles. Why was this happening to him? Wasn't he supposed to be a talented prodigy who could cut mountains with a swing of his sword? Wasn't he destined for greatness? What did he lack? He was smart, handsome, tall, and even kind! Was he supposed to die like his friend? Is that what they decided for him?

"La seule famille restante de Yu Tian, sa jeune sœur, a été diagnostiquée avec une leucémie, et ils avaient besoin de 2 millions pour la greffe de moelle osseuse. Il n'y avait aucun moyen pour les pauvres frères et sœurs de se le permettre. Alors que Yu Tian était complètement dévasté, une Lamborghini rouge s'est arrêtée devant lui. La dame portant des lunettes de soleil qui est sortie de la voiture coûteuse a dit à Yu Tian qu'elle était sa sœur aînée perdue depuis longtemps. Elle lui a ensuite transféré 3 millions pour résoudre son problème actuel. "Allez, reviens avec moi. Toutes tes sœurs aînées meurent d'envie de te rencontrer." "Euh... Combien de sœurs aînées ai-je ?" "Pourquoi tu ne devines pas ?" "Deux ? Peut-être trois ? Il n'y a aucun moyen que j'aie sept ou huit sœurs aînées, n'est-ce pas ?" La dame secoua son doigt et sourit. "En me comptant, tu as 108 sœurs aînées." Les yeux de Yu Tian s'écarquillèrent."

Takeshi glancing at the boys, determined "Stay close to me. I won’t let them take you." He tightens his grip on his weapon, every muscle in his body tensed and ready for the battle. Shauwa charges at Takeshi with a roar, his weapon swinging wildly. Takeshi meets him head-on, their weapons clashing with a loud, metallic sound. The boys watch in fear, huddling close to each other. Shauwa grinning wildly as he swings his weapon "Is this all you’ve got, Takeshi? I thought you were supposed to be strong!" He laughs, trying to taunt Takeshi into making a mistake. Takeshi focused, voice steady "You’re underestimating me, shauwa .That’s your first mistake." He counters Shauwa's attack with precision, his movements fluid and controlled. Meanwhile, Azdal watches the battle with a cold, calculating gaze. His eyes flicker between Takeshi and the boys, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Azdal in thought, planning "Takeshi is strong… but even he can protect the boys and fight at the same time. All I need is one opening…" Shauwa relentless attacks start to wear on Takeshi, but Takeshi remains focused. Suddenly, Azdal sees his chance—Takeshi’s attention momentarily shifts to the boys. Azdal seizing the moment, rushing towards the boys "Now’s my chance!" He lunges towards the boys, his weapon

Kari transmigrated into a novel where she became a canon folder Kari Ange at that time when her fiance Aaron smith(male lead) tried to break up with her because of her viciousness..but she is not the actual girl who is in love with male lead. if he wants to separate then go on, she will live her life in full swing becuz she has lots of money in her hands, which was the most important things she doesn't have in her privious life. But the villain Augustine has an eye for her because she is the only medicine who can cure his curse.. will Kari live her life in full swing or will it be blown away because of Augustine.

Jihoon, un collégien de 15 ans, n’est pas un garçon ordinaire. Passionné par les livres, la stratégie et la politique, il passe ses journées à planifier des avenirs imaginaires et à rêver de changer le monde. Dans une Corée du Sud frappée par une crise économique, il reste un étudiant brillant, solitaire et respecté... mais méprisé par ses pairs pour son manque d’intérêt envers les relations humaines. Tout change lorsqu’un événement extraordinaire transporte Jihoon, avec sa classe entière, dans un autre monde. Un royaume en péril les invoque pour combattre les monstres menaçant leur survie. Mais à leur arrivée, Jihoon découvre avec stupeur que son pouvoir est évalué comme inutile : il est de rang F. Humilié et rejeté, il est exilé dans une région dangereuse du continent, infestée de créatures terrifiantes. Cependant, le royaume a fait une erreur fatale. Jihoon possède un don unique : un système créateur capable de concevoir des technologies révolutionnaires, des bâtiments majestueux, et même des capacités surnaturelles. Ce qui semblait être une condamnation devient l'opportunité parfaite pour bâtir son propre empire. Alors que Jihoon transforme cette terre hostile en une puissance redoutable, il découvre que les créatures elles-mêmes peuvent devenir des alliées, intelligentes et loyales. Rejeté hier, il est prêt à devenir aujourd'hui le créateur d’un futur où le royaume devra s’incliner devant sa puissance. Le monde l’a méprisé. Maintenant, il va redéfinir ce monde.

Je me suis toujours dit : "Sois juste et honnête, et tu seras récompensé." C’est ainsi que Cécile voyait la vie. Mais avec le temps, elle avait compris que ce n’est pas parce qu’on est juste avec autrui que l’on peut espérer la même chose en retour. La société est ainsi faite : les riches marchent la tête haute, tandis que les pauvres s’inclinent. Cécile n’a jamais eu une vie facile, depuis son enfance jusqu’à aujourd’hui. Elle n’a jamais pu profiter pleinement de l’existence et, ironie du sort, elle s’est parfois inclinée même devant les plus démunis. Un jour, un homme mystérieux apparut devant elle, un homme pour qui les puissants eux-mêmes s’agenouillaient. Il lui dit : "Pour ma vie, demande-moi tout ce que les hommes peuvent posséder ici-bas. Je te le donnerai. Ainsi, je t’accorde trois vœux." Mais quels seront ces trois vœux ? Comment transformeront-ils son existence ? Et qui est cet homme énigmatique prétendant avoir le pouvoir d’exaucer des souhaits ?

A strong hum of energy and excitement could be felt. A festive celebration was held once every ten years called KIA in memory of their goddess, who was given the ultimate power, which was used in protecting and fighting for her people in her prime On this day, Necromancers were forbidden to use their powers for even the slightest of things. Everything was to be done manually without the consequence of going against it, which was a painful death. People were talking, flirting, kissing, and dancing to the Hospiko spilling out from the violoncello, harp, and lyre. The synergies made the tone expertly, and the athletes produced sweet melodies by performing on the aulos. The KIA was a gathering that consisted of loads of food which was packed at respective places, Ninos were running around and the teenagers were busy eyeballing one another Visitors get cornered by the papou, who welcomes them by presenting the person with a strip of cotton called "Hida.” They treated the visitors with complete kindness, respect, and generosity. Hog roast grilling and cooking were slowly done under the moonlight of the midnight moon Suddenly, the galloping and whining of horses could be heard, and dust rose from the surface, disrupting the joyous celebration. The chariot of horses( Triga and Quadriga) was driven by the charioteers and swordsmen in armor, who were on the horses while holding their swords high above their head The moon reflected through the swords, and shiny shadows glittered on the ground. Swinging and hitting of swords sounded in the once joyous and serene atmosphere “Protect the land of our birth.” Someone shouted in the large crowd The firing of poisonous arrows sent his victims to a slow death. The smell of burning grass huts, slitting of throats with the aid of their swords, axes, and other killing weapons CRises of children and shouts of women who were trying to protect and hide their children could be heard shouts of men and youth defending their territory from the sudden turns of events and unprepared war shook the earth; blood split everywhere and flowed like a river “KYLIA Run! RUN!! RUN!!! And don't turn back and never let them get to you!” Leah shouted, trying to push her daughter away as she fought with one of the men but her daughter kept holding onto her as she also tried to help her mother

A chilling air swept across the desert as a figure in a black cloak and obsidian crown walked toward the advancing army of House Elyria. With a raise of his hand, the sun turned black, plunging the battlefield into darkness. The wind ripped away the sand, revealing an ocean of skulls, and from it, thousands of undead surged, surrounding the army. Blood spilled, and with each death, the army grew—undead rising even before their bodies hit the ground. The figure stepped onto the shoulder of a massive giant, its molten eyes burning as it crushed entire squads with a single swing. As the black sun set, only the general remained. Kneeling, he glared. “You think this will go unanswered? House Elyria is one of the strongest forces on the continent!" The figure smirked. "Your House will answer soon enough. I’ll be visiting it tonight." With a wave, the undead surged, swallowing him whole. -- After his death in an accident, Roye awakens in the midst of a dark sacrificial ritual, surrounded by hundreds of lifeless corpses inside the body of Roye Valdrin—a disowned noble, the forgotten younger brother of a ruthless villainess, and the discarded ex-fiancé of a destined heroine. Worse yet, he has transmigrated into the world of Valoria, a dark fantasy realm where humanity began reclaiming its place on the surface only eight hundred years ago, after living underground for millennia with no idea why they were forced to hide in the first place. A world where gods and ancient emperors still influence the living from their graves. A world where politics run amok. A world where evil hearts and questionable morality lurk beneath a beautiful facade. Could he even survive in such a brutal world? Core Bloodline Acquired— Special Inheritance Gained: Apostle of Death.(Rank- Unknown) Roye doesn’t know if he will survive, but he knows one thing: he’ll do whatever it takes. Messing with the plot, killing main characters—nothing is off-limits. If the world wants to destroy him, he’ll burn it down first.

Jian rue gazed back at the ugly gray alien while stumbling and running. he clumsily tossed a stone at it "Fuck just leave me alone!!!" Suddenly a warm pair of hand grabbed his waist and tossed him over a study shoulder. "Xing yu!! let me down! you fucker!!! The said man chuckled and playfully smacked his butt. "Honey, I'm saving your life~" "I had it under control. Now, let me go!" Jian rue bit his shoulders hard until the sweet taste of blood filled his mouth. "Hiss.. baby, you're making me hard~" Jian rue froze. "W-why are you following me! why me.." Xing yu stopped running, and with a swing of his sword, the ugly tentacle alien was slayed. He gentnly pulled him down and hugged him close. Peering into his eyes, he smirked, "Because you are my betrothed,"

it's a cute Indian romantic love story. Ananya is a sweet, shy and introvert and didn't have many friends. she likes to stay alone in her own world. Devyansh is very angry type of a person. He has anger issues. But when he first time sees her. It was love at first site. Let's see how they get married and how she handle him and his mood swings. It's my first time writing a story so if you think it's not good you can tell me and give me some suggestions.

In a world veiled by clouds of mystery and darkness, there existed an ancient sword, devoid of engravings or symbols. Its edge was sharp as knives, and its power was as deadly as a raging storm. It was said that the sword was a tool of destruction, controlling those who wielded it. Yet, what no one knew was that the sword harbored a dark power beyond human comprehension. The sword passed through countless hands over centuries—from one warrior to another, from one killer to the next. Each person who possessed it left behind a trail of blood and death. With every swing, the sword brought chaos and ruin. But it was not just a weapon of death; it carried a dark soul, an unseen spirit lurking deep within its blade. Then came a day that changed everything. A dark entity, unlike any creature known before, entered the sword's world to alter its fate. This being decided to merge the sword with the body of a boy named Yuri, an ordinary boy unaware of the power about to take hold of him. When the sword entered Yuri’s body, strange transformations began. Yuri was no longer just a boy; the sword became a part of him. And the sword, no longer a mere piece of metal, unleashed its deadly spirit to take control of Yuri's body. The sword's power filled his being, while Yuri's soul began to fade into the depths, gradually becoming nothing more than a faint whisper. The more Yuri tried to resist, the stronger the sword became. It dictated every movement, every step, every breath. Yuri fought against the sword's control, but its power was too overwhelming. Over time, Yuri's spirit dwindled until it was barely noticeable, leaving behind a fragile trace. No one knew the true secret of this sword. It remained entirely unknown, and the boy's body it inhabited became shrouded in mystery. The sword had a will of its own and an immense, limitless power. The dark entity, the only one aware of the sword's secret, could not predict what would unfold after the transformation. As time passed, the sword began to undergo yet another change. Yuri continued his struggle, but the sword's power was indomitable. In rare moments when Yuri’s consciousness surfaced, he tried to rebel against the sword. But the sword itself was now embroiled in an internal conflict—between its own dark force and Yuri’s desperate fight to reclaim himself. In the end, the sword became a dark power enveloping the boy’s spirit, yet it also turned into something extraordinary in this world. Those moments of internal struggle would ultimately determine their fate—and the fate of the entire world.

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.