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The Greatest king

In the vast Nazare Blade Empire, ruled with an iron hand by Emperor Groa Aratat, there existed eight princes, each striving for recognition and power. Among them was Josh Aratat, the most obscure and least acknowledged of the emperor’s sons. Born of a mother who passed away when he was just a child, Josh grew up in the shadows of his more celebrated brothers, his heart burdened with loss and his life marked by solitude. One fateful day, Emperor Groa decreed a challenge: each of his sons was to venture into separate regions of the empire, conquer them, and win the loyalty of their people. The prince who demonstrated the greatest strength, strategy, and ability to amass supporters would be crowned the imperial prince—the heir to the throne. The empire buzzed with speculation. Most believed the title would go to the mighty firstborn, Balek Aratat, renowned for his unparalleled strength. Others placed their bets on the cunning second-born, Jaden Aratat, or the skilled third-born, Gerard Aratat. Few gave any thought to the younger sons, particularly the sixth to eighth—Josh included. In their eyes, he was merely a shadow, unworthy of mention in the race for the throne. But everything changed when Josh encountered a dying man, condemned to execution for the crime of stealing bread. Wracked with despair and tired of his own existence, Josh made a startling decision—he offered to take the man’s place, embracing what he thought would be his end. Yet, in an unexpected twist of fate, death did not claim him. Instead, Josh emerged from the ordeal with a newfound power—an extraordinary ability granted as a result of his selfless act. This gift would not only alter the course of his life but also shake the foundations of the Nazare Blade Empire and the world beyond.
Nicholas_Morgan213 · 1.3K Views

EXPIRED WISH

"Yet, beneath the surface, the atmosphere buzzed with curiosity and mischief, especially with the arrival of the new student. As I stepped into the room, an unsettling silence descended upon the class. Not that I was surprised, it always happened. Silence was my domain. I thrived in it. The stillness, the absence of sound, felt like home. It was where I belonged, where I could let the emptiness within me expand and consume. Actually I loved it. Silence wasn't just my preference.. it's a necessity. It's where I liked to dwell it's where everything turns black and you'll just drench in it and fill my empty void of darkness, to please my hungry sides and calm my spirits, to veil the memories i couldn't erase. I've always been left in the dark in every area and rather than being lost in it. I find peace, everything went dark when my Mother's death occurred, when my innocence was ruined and forgotten, when my dad abandoned me to life, i gave up all of it. The world has taken everything from me, I was the definition of empty valuless barrel and in return I had taken my darkness as my solace, I had embraced it and let it sleep in every corner of my existence, i chose a new part to make everyone pay, to gracefully take what's not mine, to mark it, claim it, to take joy, hopes and liv----- "Class, please welcome Alaric Damian. He'll be joining us and studying with you all from today." a voice echoed beside me. +_+ What was that? I reached out and grabbed a glowing diamond amulet, its brilliance cutting through the darkness of the mysterious room I suddenly found myself in. As my fingers closed around it, the ground beneath me began to crack and crumble. Before I could react, the entire room collapsed into nothingness. Now, I was standing on the edge of an impossibly large staircase suspended in the clouds. I could barely tell up from down, the fog around me so dense it was disorienting. But as I looked ahead, my eyes caught something: the stairs behind me disappeared with each step I took forward. There was no going back. +_+ "You're interesting.., you talk a lot for someone ....your size... but at least you.... smell nice," he remarked. I blinked, unsure how to respond. He was showing no expression or emotions...what kind of being is this..why would you just say that out of the blue. "What!?" I gawked at him, my mind struggling to process whether it was an insult or a compliment.... +_+ Two different worlds collide; Will it destroy or become one?.... will it be advantageous or disadvantageous?.... Will there be peace or war?... Two side are missing!.... Is it really meant to be?... Don't leave your curiosity hanging, and drench in the chapters with me...
Eva_line · 5.7K Views

Seven Nation Army

Fourteen years of war nearly destroyed the world. Seven years of peace have barely held it together. The Seven Nation Army, forged from the ashes of World War III, stopped the bloodshed and vowed to protect the fragile balance. But peace has a price—and not everyone is willing to pay it. A shadow looms over the fractured world. The New World Order, a ruthless organization born of chaos, plots to tear apart the fragile ceasefire. Their vision? Burn the old world to the ground and rebuild it on their terms. At the forefront of this conflict, Bravo Squad stands as humanity's shield. Led by Captain Sohel Choudhury, callsign "Ghost," this elite unit faces a daunting task: unravel the NWO's plans before the world is plunged into World War IV. But trust is scarce, alliances are fickle, and the battlefield is no longer confined to nations—it’s everywhere. Victory isn’t guaranteed, but failure means the end of everything. — “If taking one life can save a thousand, we have to pull the trigger. If that one life is at the end of your barrel, and you won't be able to take the shot, leave this room right now. Because if you don't take the shot, your enemy will. And he won't hesitate. I assembled you here to win a war, not to turn all of you into cannon fodder.” Sohel took a deep breath and looked out over his squad. “Now, let me ask again, does anybody want to leave? Does anyone here think that he'd not be able to pull the trigger?” The room buzzed with one synchronized sound, “No, sir.”
Captain_Sadistic · 133.7K Views

HOW DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY RECOVER STOLEN BITCOIN ASSETS

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 contact @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com As a freelance artist based just outside of Austin, I had always relied on platforms like Upwork to sell my work and connect with clients. So when I first heard about NFTs, I was intrigued by the idea of using blockchain technology to sell my art and reach new buyers. It seemed like the perfect way to break free from the limitations of traditional platforms and finally make my digital creations more profitable. I came across what appeared to be a reputable NFT marketplace. The platform had a flashy interface and showcased prominent artists, while the online art community buzzed with excitement around it. This validation gave me the confidence to dive in. I spent weeks creating a new series of digital artworks, pouring my heart and soul into them, and then minted them as NFTs on this platform. The fees associated with minting were steep around $20,000 but I believed the potential returns would more than justify the investment. With my NFTs listed, I eagerly promoted them on social media, leveraging my experience from Upwork to engage potential buyers. I received a couple of bids, which filled me with optimism. It felt like everything was finally coming together. But that excitement quickly turned into confusion and frustration when I tried to withdraw the funds from the bids. Instead of receiving my earnings, the platform displayed an error message. When I reached out to their support team, they requested additional payments to "process my withdrawal." At first, the fees seemed minor, but then they escalated, with new demands for payment popping up regularly. The requests quickly spiraled into an endless loop. Days turned into weeks, and my hopes of seeing any return on my investment faded. It dawned on me that I had been scammed. The platform was a fake, and the supposed big-name artists likely part of an elaborate scheme to lure in unsuspecting creators like me. I was devastated both financially and emotionally and felt too embarrassed to tell anyone. I feared people would think I had been reckless or gullible. After confiding in a close friend, I felt a sense of relief. She suggested I reach out to Digital Tech Guard Recovery, a service that specializes in tracking down stolen digital assets and helping people who have fallen victim to online scams. Desperate, I contacted them, and to my surprise, they were able to recover my funds. The experience taught me a hard lesson, but it also gave me hope that not all was lost. It reminded me that even in moments of vulnerability, reaching out for help can lead to unexpected solutions.
Sandra_lynn · 109 Views

HIRE A RECOVERY EXPERT IN 2025 HIRE ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST

WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 Telegram info: https://t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1 Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist@auctioneer.net Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist.com As a freelance artist based just outside of Austin, I had always relied on platforms like Upwork to sell my work and connect with clients. So when I first heard about NFTs, I was intrigued by the idea of using blockchain technology to sell my art and reach new buyers. It seemed like the perfect way to break free from the limitations of traditional platforms and finally make my digital creations more profitable. I came across what appeared to be a reputable NFT marketplace. The platform had a flashy interface and showcased prominent artists, while the online art community buzzed with excitement around it. This validation gave me the confidence to dive in. I spent weeks creating a new series of digital artworks, pouring my heart and soul into them, and then minted them as NFTs on this platform. The fees associated with minting were steep around $20,000 but I believed the potential returns would more than justify the investment. With my NFTs listed, I eagerly promoted them on social media, leveraging my experience from Upwork to engage potential buyers. I received a couple of bids, which filled me with optimism. It felt like everything was finally coming together. But that excitement quickly turned into confusion and frustration when I tried to withdraw the funds from the bids. Instead of receiving my earnings, the platform displayed an error message. When I reached out to their support team, they requested additional payments to "process my withdrawal." At first, the fees seemed minor, but then they escalated, with new demands for payment popping up regularly. The requests quickly spiraled into an endless loop. Days turned into weeks, and my hopes of seeing any return on my investment faded. It dawned on me that I had been scammed. The platform was a fake, and the supposed big-name artists likely part of an elaborate scheme to lure in unsuspecting creators like me. I was devastated both financially and emotionally and felt too embarrassed to tell anyone. I feared people would think I had been reckless or gullible. After confiding in a close friend, I felt a sense of relief. She suggested I reach out to ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST , a service that specializes in tracking down stolen digital assets and helping people who have fallen victim to online scams. Desperate, I contacted them, and to my surprise, they were able to recover my funds. The experience taught me a hard lesson, but it also gave me hope that not all was lost. It reminded me that even in moments of vulnerability, reaching out for help can lead to unexpected solutions.
Juana_Bencart · 183 Views

The Bellemont High Pack

Synopsis: “The Bellemont High Pack” In the sunny, suburban town of Bellemont, California, life is as ordinary as it gets—or so it seems. High school hallways buzz with teenage drama, football games light up Friday nights, and everyone pretends they don’t have secrets to hide. For Logan Thorne, life at Bellemont High is a game he’s mastered. Rich, confident, and effortlessly charming, he’s everything a teenage heartthrob should be. But beneath his polished exterior lies a legacy he can’t ignore—Logan is part of an ancient line of werewolves, one of the most powerful families in a hidden supernatural world. His life is carefully planned: keep his secret, obey the rules, and prepare to one day lead his pack. Then there’s Ellie Carter—the quiet, unassuming girl who keeps her head down and her grades up. An orphan adopted into a kind but modest family, Ellie has spent her whole life feeling like she doesn’t quite belong. She can’t explain the strange dreams that haunt her or the inexplicable pull she feels when she’s around Logan. All she knows is that her life is about to change when their paths cross in a way neither of them expects. Logan is drawn to Ellie in a way he can’t explain, but her presence stirs something dangerous in his world. Unbeknownst to her, Ellie’s blood carries a rare and ancient power that some would kill to possess. As the attraction between them grows, so does the danger surrounding them. With the rules of his kind hanging over his head and threats lurking in the shadows, Logan is forced to choose: his duty to his pack, or the girl who might hold the key to his future—and his heart. In a world where appearances are deceiving and loyalty is tested, Logan and Ellie will have to navigate love, danger, and the weight of secrets that could change everything they thought they knew about themselves and the world around them. What happens when a love you can’t ignore uncovers a truth you can’t escape?
Judah_Akinwole · 261 Views

MIST by 微风几许

Hyperthymesia. Those with this condition can remember every detail of their lives from something as significant as the world’s turning point to something as small and as insignificant as a minor fleeting thought. They cannot forget and their thirst for knowledge allows them to be considered a genius in some senses. Legend has it that Ji Yushi was this kind of genius. In addition, it was said that he was gay, and very beautiful. As soon as the news that he was going to support Tianqiong’s seventh squad broke out, it sent everyone buzzing. Everyone knew that the captain of the seventh squad, Song Qinglan, was a hoodlum and deeply homophobic. He not only relied on his super-powerful abilities to become the dark horse on the battlefield in less than two years, but he also hates it when those at the top forces a flower vase* into his squad. Sure enough, Song Qinglan announced in front of everyone, “Useful? Us brothers are going out there working ourselves to the bone, we don’t need a little genius who can only speedread quantum waves!” Later. The squad was forced into a dire situation during their mission. That beautiful little genius calmly continued, every gunfire hitting the mark, his fighting power peaking. Song Qinglan begged in front of everyone, “Adviser Ji, stay.” At the end, he added, “I’ll work myself to the bone for you.” - Ji Yushi had a secret. He would often be awake at night, suffering from memory overload and recurring nightmares. There was only one thing that could let him fall asleep peacefully. And that was Song Qinglan.
Rosesandscars · 4.3K Views

Bloodlines of Destiny -The Battle between Light and Darkness

Under the blood-red moon, a carnival in a desolate corner of the world buzzed with sinister energy. The laughter of spectators rang hollow as the freak show unfolded—a haunting display of the bizarre and unnatural. At its center stood Rain, a young woman with a tragic beauty, her ethereal presence both captivating and unsettling. Her every move carried an air of defiance, a quiet rage against a world that saw her as nothing more than an abomination. Rain was no ordinary carnival performer. Sensitive to water, scarred by her past, she harbored a secret that made her a target for forces far beyond the gawking crowds. The daughter of a human mother and a vampire father, she was a Dhamphyr—a hybrid cursed to straddle the worlds of light and shadow. In her veins coursed a power that defied both death and destruction, a power coveted by those who sought to dominate the world. Miles away, in a fortress shrouded by perpetual night, Kagan, the most feared vampire of the age, learned of Rain's existence. She was the key to ancient talismans—artifacts of unspeakable power—that could grant dominion over all. He dispatched his most loyal thralls to hunt her down, determined to claim her strength for his dark ambitions. But Rain had her own vendetta. Kagan’s shadow loomed large over her past, the murderer of her mother and the architect of her suffering. With nothing but vengeance in her heart and the faint hope of justice, Rain embarked on a perilous journey. Her path would cross with rebels, seekers of light, and enemies disguised as allies, all vying for the talismans that could shape the fate of the world.
upblogone · 1.9K Views

The C.E.O's proud wife

"oh Jesus quit shouting,if you are scared, let's change the movie or you'll just close your eyes" Jaycee deadpanned "buzz kill! why will I close my eyes? are you dumb? stupid!!" Melanie deadpanned "then let go of my arm"he retorted Melanie Archer's grip on Jaycee's arm tightened,she made a naughty smile and said"shut up and scream along with me"... Not until today had Jaycee seen a crazy person,he loves this woman so much,so he screamed along with her even though he wasn't scared of the movie.. Couple years back*** "Mel can't you see? nobody wants you here,your sight alone disgust me,face it you are barren"Ethan Fordham shouted angrily "I am not... am not barren,please Ethan stop saying this things to me.." Melanie pleaded,her everything wants to leave her,if her life leaves her,she might die,no! she can't let go of Ethan,the thought made her head spin,she prayed and hoped all this was an illusion,that it will come to an end,but no this was reality,good things don't last forever in this accursed world.. "Ex Mrs Ethan,what made you steal from "ethereal beauty"?" journalist 1 deadpanned. "is it true you insulted Mrs Ethan Tiana and refused her generosity?" Mel just stared at the press,her heart hitting against her rib cage,she looked at Ethan,he knew how much she hated the public,press,media, that's why she has always been on a low key,but Ethan clenched Tiana's waist tightly and stared at her with disgust in his eyes and hatred with a devilish smirk dancing at the edge of his lips.. Melanie's eyes were glassy,tears started rolling down her cheeks,she whispered "please leave me alone,I never attempted stealing, I didn't steal,Ethan please help" she never for one day, thought that Ethan would turn to her worst nightmare,the only shoulders that she leaned on when facing difficulties are now gone.. Melanie left for Dutch,never thinking of having revenge,just to focus on herself and find her part again since Cupid deserted her.. deep down she knew she won't survive long and would run back to Ethan,she knew going back to him,is an act of stupidity,she didn't want to look vulnerable or desperate,she really tried to hate him,but her heart betrayed her,her heart said no.. "Ethan what have you done to me?"
Mamma_Mamma · 7.2K Views

Mafia's desire: A love that kills

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.
Va_neemi05 · 1.9K Views
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