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Last Song of the Nation

A forgotten kingdom. A sacred vow. A journey home across centuries. Centuries ago, the fate of a young Vietnamese noblewoman became entwined with the rise and fall of the Champa kingdom. Her name was Thanh Mai—a girl of silken grace and iron spirit, whose heart beat with forbidden love and a fierce loyalty to truth. Her story was nearly lost… until one man dared to follow its echo. In modern-day California, Kien Quoc—a quiet Vietnamese-American engineer—receives his father’s dying wish: return to Vietnam and uncover the roots of their family’s past. His journey leads him into the heart of central Vietnam, where sacred towers sleep beneath moss and myth, and where the memory of Champa lingers in song, stone, and silence. Guided by dreams and joined by Sari, a Balinese journalist equally devoted to Southeast Asia’s lost civilizations, Kien stumbles upon a revelation that challenges history, identity, and the very idea of nationhood. Along the way, they unearth a secret chamber beneath the holy valley of My Son—and within it, a truth that changes everything. Told in sweeping, poetic prose, Last Song of the Nation weaves together two timelines: the fall of Champa through the eyes of a young woman trapped between war and destiny, and a contemporary quest for heritage, love, and healing. At its core lies a question that haunts generations: What do we owe the past, and what can it still teach us today? This is a novel of memory and migration, of culture and compassion, of spirits that never die and songs that still carry across the wind.
dai9999 · 3.2K Views

THE DEATH ARTIST

In the Golden Age of humanity, when every person possesses supernatural abilities called Arts, Adrian Beaumont appears to be everything society admires. A master of the elegant combat style known as Phantom Dance, he runs a prestigious martial arts academy for young noblewomen in the isolated valleys of the Astoria Kingdom. His reputation as a skilled instructor and wealthy gentleman makes him the perfect catch for any ambitious family seeking to elevate their daughters' status. But perfection is Adrian's greatest lie. Abandoned at five by a prostitute mother who used Mind Arts to manipulate his emotions, Adrian was raised by Master Takeshi, a reformed assassin who taught him that true art transcends mere violence. Under this tutelage, Adrian learned to move like liquid shadow, to strike with supernatural precision, and to transform combat into poetry. Yet where Takeshi sought redemption through discipline, Adrian found only a more sophisticated way to express his hatred. Each woman who enters his estate becomes part of an elaborate performance. He studies their Arts, learns their weaknesses, and then orchestrates their deaths with the same meticulous care a composer brings to a symphony. His underground gallery preserves thirty-seven bodies in poses of perfect artistry, each one a testament to his growing mastery of what he calls the Dance of Death. Adrian's evolution as a predator follows a deliberate progression. He begins with naive noble girls whose Combat Arts are decorative at best, then escalates to seasoned warriors whose Elemental Arts can reshape landscapes. Each victim forces him to innovate, to push his Phantom Dance technique beyond its limits. His signature move, the Death's Waltz, becomes a legend whispered in martial arts circles—a technique so beautiful that witnesses claim it resembles an angel's final dance. The game changes when Sara Kane arrives at his estate. Unlike his previous victims, she possesses the Shield Maiden Art, a defensive technique that adapts to any attack. More importantly, she has an investigator's instinct inherited from her brother Marcus. When she becomes the first person to survive an encounter with Adrian, she triggers a chain of events that will transform his intimate murders into open warfare. Inspector Marcus Kane wields the Truth Seeker Art, an ability that allows him to reconstruct crime scenes and detect deception. As he follows Sara's fragmented testimony into the mystery of dozens of missing women, he discovers that Adrian Beaumont doesn't just kill—he curates death like a gallery exhibition. The investigation becomes a psychological duel between two masters of their respective Arts: one who seeks truth, another who has made lying into an art form. But Adrian refuses to be cornered quietly. As the investigation closes in, he abandons all pretense of subtlety. His killing spree escalates from careful selection to bold declaration. He targets the kingdom's most legendary female warriors, turning each battle into a public spectacle. Lady Victoria Ashford, master of the Celestial Sword Art, becomes his most ambitious victim yet—a confrontation that will require Adrian to reveal techniques he has kept hidden for years. The kingdom mobilizes against him, but Adrian has spent decades preparing for this moment. His estate becomes a fortress of death, every room designed to showcase a different aspect of his artistic vision. The martial arts world watches in horror as he transforms their most sacred techniques into instruments of systematic murder. His philosophy spreads like poison among his admirers: that beauty can only be achieved through destruction, that art requires the ultimate sacrifice.
Anziz_Daouda · 1.3K Views

The System Hit An Old Clock Instead of Perverted Real Daughter

Good news to all you can read the advanced chapters of my novel for only 2$/ month from now on in my my patr eon page at: pa treon.com/Fatenovels. thank you for your support.... ............... Cultivation World Invasion, The System Hit An Old Clock Instead of Real Daughter ………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… She was an over stressed office worker that has a hobby of being a sneaky exhibitionist and one day she came to the balcony to relieve her stress with a climax. Just when she was about to climax she heard her neighbor shout. She accidentally stepped on her love juices sprayed on the bird poop and slipped out from the 11 floor. Well she was too stressed, excited and frightened. So only her body went down but her soul flew up. Suddenly her soul was pulled by a fish hook and pulled into endless space. ……………………. This world is similar to earth but the fertility of the world has long since exhausted. Because of this world has unified into a single nation to collectively suppress the low class people. Only high class people can eat proper food. One day this world that is a planet has opened up like a nail and inserted itself into a valley in a bigger planet forming a small island in the lake. The satellites fell but people found this new world and started exploration for food and this new world. New world has special energy that destroyed all kinds of electric equipment pulling people to the dark ages. ………………………. Mohini Titly is the real daughter of the titly family but after her mother died her father has remarried and they already had a daughter. The step mother and daughter purposefully lost her along with a pendent that Mohini is wearing. They took her back specifically for the pendent because it is the key to a treasure stash that Mohini’s mother’s family has hidden secretly. They know the location but cannot open it without locket and the bloodline member that is Mohini. Forced opening would drop the things into an underground river leading to abyss. But after bringing her to take the treasures, they used her as free worker and finally signed her up to the go to the new world land to farm and explore. The new world has fierce creatures that even bullets cannot pierce their skin. The job she earned as an orphan before was coaxed away by her step sister. So she died slowly in that place eaten by the beasts. But her soul lived and watched all the things. She saw that their exploration team actually came across a cultivator country and the current earth was invaded by them quickly. Then the people started to cultivate… She later passed through to another earth to become stressed worker that died just now and returned back to her current world with both sets of memories. The system that pulled her should enter her body but the exhibitionist reflexes acted and she dodged. The system hit an old clock to occupy but it gave her a new power that is the control over time. She can revert back her age and store time energy. She can use the time to speed up the growth of the things with the help of the system. But she needs lust points to use various functions of this system. The pervert knows best about lust and she started a journey taking revenge, enjoying the world, stealing chances from heroines, cucking the heroines and turning protagonists into eunuchs she lives a beautiful life. ……………………………………… This story contains real and fake daughter, luck plundering, netorare, netorase, exhibitionism, cuck, cheating, revenge, cultivation, time travel, magical space, outdoor play, slut, bitch, whore, system, and magical space read it at your own risk… …………………….
souryourer · 56.8K Views

Perfect immortal

Perfect Immortal: Chapter One — Birth in the Abyss Realm of Ten Desolations — Veiled Abyss Valley Thunder roared across the heavens. Beneath a black sky pierced by a triple eclipse, the mountains cried and the stars trembled. Amidst a storm of violet lightning and blood rain, a woman screamed—not in fear, but in defiance. Her robes were torn and stained with sacred blood, her long silver hair clinging to her face. She clutched her swollen belly, breath ragged, as a tear rolled down her cheek and sizzled against the burning ground. "Even the heavens fear him… You are destined to be hunted… But you will live, my son." The woman was Shen Liyue, last of the Void Oracles, hidden deep in the Veiled Abyss Valley. Around her, space itself trembled. Shadowy figures in silver armor circled from above, bearing the symbol of the Heavenly Vow Sect—a cracked ring swallowing a star. One among them descended slowly, face half-covered by a mask of bone. "You, Shen Liyue, have broken the Pact. That child must not be born." She spat blood, then smiled. "You sealed my husband’s fate. But this one… is beyond fate." Lightning struck as her scream echoed through the skies. The storm parted. A child was born—silent. No cries. No breath. No heartbeat. Yet, he opened his eyes, black as the abyss, glowing faintly violet. Space cracked around him. The masked man stepped back, trembling. "W-what is this aura…" But the woman was already gone. With her last breath, she whispered a name into the child’s ear and tossed him into the chasm of the Veiled Abyss. > “Xian Wuheng… never let the heavens write your path.” He fell—through space, through time, into the Void Beyond the Sky. Where no child should have survived. But he did. --- Years Later — Outer Mortal Realm A small village called Dustbone Hamlet lived in the shadow of a broken mountain. One rainy night, a boy in ragged robes stood atop the cliffs, staring into the dark clouds, eyes glowing faintly violet. He had no family. No name. Only an old whisper echoed in his dreams: “Never let the heavens write your path.
mondayadamu289 · 878 Views

I Got Caught in a Hero Summoning: Calm Life as a Plant Mage

23-year-old Eli Reed was just your average plant enthusiast—kind, charming, goofy, and passionate about greenery. Working at a local plant shop, Eli dreamed of one thing: a peaceful life surrounded by plants, eventually opening his own store to teach and share his love for botany. But fate had other plans. While out on a delivery run, Eli—and a group of nearby college students—were suddenly engulfed in a blinding light. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer on Earth. Summoned to a fantasy kingdom by a king and his daughters, Eli quickly realized something strange… he wasn’t supposed to be there. An accidental summon. Unlike the others, who were destined to become heroes and fight in wars, Eli wanted no part of chaos. Choosing peace over battle, he quietly slipped away from the capital and into the deep forest, where he stumbled upon the mythical World Tree. Making it his home, Eli began living the life he always wanted—calm, natural, and full of plants. But peace doesn't mean boredom. From crafting powerful potions and cultivating magical flora to getting swept up in wild adventures, Eli’s quiet life turns into anything but. He accidentally builds a reputation as the “Plant Sage of the Forest”, drawing attention from all walks of life—commoners, royals, demons, and even gods. Some come seeking help. Others come seeking peace. And a few come seeking… love. Eli’s quirky charm and gentle nature attract a diverse harem of women from all backgrounds—beastkin, elves, nobles, adventurers, and more—all sharing his dream of a tranquil life. But misunderstandings and bizarre coincidences constantly pull him into unwanted fame, dangerous adventures, political entanglements, and even the occasional monster invasion. Whether it's dealing with corrupt churches, ancient cults, or accidentally agreeing to a royal marriage, Eli somehow manages to stay true to his roots—literally. Through laughter, romance, and action-packed chaos, he might just become the greatest Plant Mage the world has ever seen... even if he never meant to be. Will Eli's second life bloom into the calm future he dreamed of? Or will his legend grow into something far beyond his wildest imagination?
Alejandro_Montas · 1.2K Views

A Vampire's Tale

The world of Norvak isn't for the weak. A land where might makes right isn't for the faint of heart. A land where different species battle for supremacy and the defeated either enslaved or exterminated. The continent of Revix has witnessed the rise and fall of many species. With a relatively peaceful period being established a little over ten thousand years ago. The result of this peace is the separation of different species. The land of humans, Cyntros, covered most of the central part of the continent. The lands in the north, Aterix, gave shelter to the elves and other creatures of light. The south held the creatures of darkness and it's original name, Rimul, long forgotten. A land that the humans had long dubbed, The Darklands. To the east was an endless desert where the banished and hated lay their bones. A place where nature threatens both predator and prey. Yet most feared of all was the west, a land of giants and titans. Where mountains vanish and valleys form from the movements of it's inhabitants. On the edges of The Darklands, the greed of men sends a group of hunters to their demise. The lone survivor, Milas, is turned into one of the ruling species of The Darklands, a vampire. With a past clouded in mystery and an uncertain future, Milas does all he can to survive. With the potential to become more than he could have ever imagined, Milas faces all threats that come his way. "The right to live is a privilege that only the powerful have access to. I don't appreciate others having that privilege over my life. And I'll do what I must to earn my right!"
chaoswalker_7 · 85.4K Views

Enchanting The Cruel Prince

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!
Alancaster · 359.1K Views

THE SECLUSION OF PENS

Title: The Seclusion of Pens For six long years, Pens had lived in isolation, hidden away in a secluded mountain retreat where time seemed to stretch endlessly. The walls of her small cabin were lined with books, maps, and remnants of a life she barely remembered. The only sounds were the rustling trees and the occasional howl of the wind through the narrow valley. She had once been someone—someone important, perhaps even powerful—but now, she was just a ghost, forced to pretend she was dead to the world. She had never been given the full truth, only fragments of explanations whispered to her before she was taken away. "For your safety," they had said. "For the greater good," they had insisted. But what was this greater good that required her to vanish from existence? Why did she have to live like a shadow, watching the world from the edge of oblivion? Pens had spent years trying to piece together the mystery of her exile. Was she a fugitive? A missing heiress? A pawn in some unseen war? Every possibility seemed more absurd than the last. She had trained in secret, sharpening her mind, her body, and her instincts, preparing for the day she could break free. But the world had not forgotten her entirely—there was still the promise. Every six months, a messenger arrived at dusk, cloaked in secrecy, delivering a single cryptic letter. Sometimes, it contained nothing more than a warning. Other times, it offered hints of the life she had left behind. But always, without fail, it ended with the same words: "You may go out once. Just once." It was a cruel allowance—one fleeting night of freedom before returning to her prison. Each time, she ventured beyond the mountains, blending into crowds, searching for answers. Each time, she returned with more questions than before. As the sun set on another six-month mark, Pens stood at the threshold of her hidden world, gripping the newest letter in her hands. This time, it was different. The words on the page were urgent, almost desperate: "You must leave. Do not return. The promise is broken." Her heart pounded. For the first time in six years, she wasn’t just being given a night of freedom. She was being told to run.
Beelliant · 5.2K Views
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