Age Ana De Armas

Hong Jun reborn in an world of Immortals, Monsters and Demons as a descendant of two Qi cultivators, but lacks Spititual roots, putting his life under threat. In this world, those without Spititual roots have fates worse than slaves, especially in Immortal Cultivation clans. The ending always being turned into human pill(Refining humans as medical materials to form pills useful in improving Cultivation and qualifications.) To prepare for the worst, Hong Jun that has been Isolated on a a village at the border of other races, decides to overturn the tables by becoming stronger through martial arts, a path that has no future, with body refinement stage as this limit.

it story of boy who goes into space to find his lost friend in wormhole incident.

Years ago, a mortal warrior ended the war between gods and men—using a name the heavens still whisper with fear: Requiem. But the name was never truly his. It belonged to someone older, wiser. Someone who vanished long before the final blow was struck. Now, the war is over—but peace is only a lie well told. When Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is betrayed by her kin and left for dead, it is her brother’s final sacrifice that buys her a narrow escape. Wounded and hunted, she finds shelter in the last place she expected: the remote cabin of the man who once nearly killed her. Mark lives a quiet life now, blade sheathed, demons buried deep. But the world will not let him rest. Not while Olympus breathes. As gods stir and old names begin to resurface, Artemis and Mark must gather allies—divine and mortal alike—and prepare for what comes next. Whispers speak of a deeper war, of powers long thought lost… and of shadows that never truly left the battlefield. The gods may have won their throne, but the reckoning has only just begun. ________________________________________________________________ I will aim to release 2 chapters a week, Some will be long others will be short. I don't have an exact word goal I'm aiming to achieve.

In the ashes of a devastating world war that wiped out half of humanity and shattered all advanced technology, Earth has regressed into a fractured land ruled by kings, warlords, and shadowy forces. In the year 2170, empires rise again — not through machines, but through ancient power, martial might, and forgotten legacies. In the humble village of Whiskey, in the oppressed nation of Valmora, lives Ananta, a kind-hearted 13-year-old boy, unaware of the storm that’s about to claim his world. When his family is torn apart in a brutal raid led by twisted rangers, and his mother sacrifices herself in a blaze of divine fire, Ananta’s life changes forever. Her final act awakens whispers of an ancient truth — the return of the Shoryas, guardians of the Golden Age who once ruled Earth with divine power. But this is only the beginning. As Ananta sets out on a journey across divided continents and broken nations, he discovers a world haunted by cruelty disguised as culture — where people worship murder, embrace slavery, and sacrifice their own in the name of twisted beliefs. Behind it all looms an invisible darkness, pulling strings from the shadows: a force that wants to erase hope, silence truth, and stop anyone from discovering the forgotten history of Earth and the divine weapons it hides. What begins as a quest for truth and survival becomes a war that spans heavens, hells, and far-off realms of the universe. From rebels to boon hunters, dark kings to god-summoned warriors, Ananta and his allies must challenge fate, conquer inner demons, and awaken powers buried deep within bloodlines. Because the Shoryas are not just a myth. They are the last hope of humanity. And Ananta may be the flame that ignites them once more.

Four fragments come into existence to determine the new lords of the world. These fragments contain a magical ability that the use will have access to when they go through the process of evolving and becoming a lord. experience the story of nova Icyln a former model that Had a hidden power within her that forced her to see the world as it really is.

In the modern world, SAM was just another misunderstood genius — broke, ignored, and written off. But when a strange stone lands in his hands during a robbery, his fate is rewritten. Transported 10,000 years into the past, he finds himself among primitive humans who mistake him for a god. With his scientific knowledge, mysterious powers from the alien stone, and a mind built for innovation, SAM becomes the king of a new civilization. As he transforms the world with fire, metal, and machines, he unknowingly awakens a cosmic enemy: the true owners of the stone — an alien race hunting through time. As ancient humans evolve under his rule and the skies crack open, SAM must prepare for war. But victory may come at a cost... What begins as survival becomes legend. What starts as escape becomes dominion over time and stars. He is not just a king. He is the God of a New Age.

What if one misstep in time could unravel everything you are? Ethan Temporal, a brilliant yet reclusive physicist, has spent his life chasing a single, impossible dream—mastering time travel. But when his long-awaited experiment goes catastrophically wrong, Ethan is torn from his present and hurled into a chaotic spiral of time. From the sands of Ancient Egypt to the genius-filled courts of the Renaissance, from the bloodied fields of revolution to the untamed Wild West, Ethan must navigate the epicenters of human history—not as a tourist, but as a consequence. But time is not a straight line—it’s alive, and it's watching him. As Ethan struggles to repair the damage he's caused and return home, he discovers a darker truth: the very fabric of reality is unraveling, and his presence in the past may be the catalyst. Haunted by memories fractured across centuries—and by a self he may never reclaim—Ethan must face rival time travelers, collapsing timelines, and the ultimate question of identity. Is he changing the past… or is the past changing him?

In the beginning, mankind was weak. Prey to beasts, to plague, to the winds and whims of the heavens. Kingdoms rose and fell like sandcastles at the edge of a storm-tossed sea. Swords rusted. Kings bled. No one was beyond death. But then came the Nine Pillars. Forged in the twilight of the ancient world by nameless sages who pierced the secrets of heaven and earth, the Pillars were not structures of stone, but of spirit, flesh, and will. They were paths—painful, ruthless, divine paths—by which a mortal might climb beyond the chains of his body and seize dominion over it. The First Pillar, Strength Refinement, marked the beginning of the path. For ten years, a cultivator would temper their raw might until their muscles became as iron and their blows could break boulders. From there, the path only grew steeper. Flesh Refinement hardened skin into armor. Muscle Refinement made each sinew a coiled spring of destruction. Tendon Refinement—the Fourth Pillar—turned movement into mastery, footstep into flight, swordplay into something near divine. And beyond that? Bone, Organ, Marrow, Blood, and finally, Meridian Refinement—the ninth and last Pillar—was said to bestow eternal life, peerless power, and the ability to shatter mountains with a breath. At its peak stood the Martial Emperors, titans in human form. Yet such beings were as rare as phoenixes. Each Pillar demanded a toll of decades—forty years for the Fourth, ninety for the Ninth—but time given was returned a hundredfold. A cultivator aged slower, lived longer, endured more. But few ever had the resolve—or the years—to climb far. This was the Age of Martial Enlightenment, where kingdoms no longer measured greatness by armies or coin, but by the strength of their cultivators. Martial sects rivaled noble houses. Swordsmen wandered the land like demigods. The strong dictated truth, and the weak obeyed.

A stone age young man out on his first hunt to become a man, an unidentified object falling out of the sky towards him, will the whims of fate be kind or cruel to him? Follow the MC's journey through the ages as the world grows and evolves with him. *Release of new chapters will most likely be 2 times a week, depending on how busy I am with work and life. will try for 3 times a week*

In a world where shadows whisper secrets and every choice has a price, one person stands at the crossroad of it all. A gripping tale of sacrifices, betrayal and power unfolds in a world where the scars of an apocalypse still bleed. Drake Jagger is the weakest student at Iron Vale Academy- bullied, orphaned and haunted by violent dreams of a crimson battlefield and a betrayal by horned warriors. But when a sealed letter bearing the Arachis insignia arrives, Drake is ripped from his miserable life and thrown into a game of blood and chess. But Drake's dreams are the key. With each nightmare, the lone warrior's memories bleed into his mind and the sword in his grip whispers of the past.

In a world carved by time and torn by ambition, the era of the 100th century teeters on the brink of annihilation. War drums echo across galaxies. Poverty, corruption, and destruction have become the rhythm of life. Countless forces—rulers, rebels, visionaries—race to shape the future in their own image, each believing they are the key to a new era. But when the world is drowning in selfish dreams, true change must rise from selfless hearts. Among the chaos, a new generation awakens—not born to conquer, but to protect. Not driven by greed, but by purpose. They are warriors, students, outcasts, and dreamers. They face impossible odds, ruthless enemies, and the darkest sides of humanity. Yet they march forward, not for glory... but to stop the coming war and restore peace to a shattered world. Step into a universe where the fate of eras lies not in might, but in the courage to do what is right

In a world divided into five realms—Humans, Djinn, Gods, Demons, and Spirits—power is the only language that matters. War rages endlessly across ancient lands, fueled by hatred, revenge, and ambition. The balance of time itself is twisted: what passes as minutes in one realm becomes a thousand years in another. Noval was feared. A cruel and cold-blooded man with no mercy, until the gods cursed him. Now, every soul he kills tortures him for a thousand years, and everyone he sees bears the face of the one person he fears the most—his mother. Desperate for salvation, Noval begins a journey to the realm of the gods. Alongside a loyal friend, a mysterious girl, and a child with eyes like frozen skies—dorlin—he travels through fire and death. What awaits him isn’t redemption... but a divine war. When betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, Noval’s last wish rewrites destiny. And from the ashes, Dorlin, a warrior reborn with vengeance in her heart, rises to finish what he started. Two heroes. One legend. An eternal war. Will they break the curse... or become part of it?

If the world had ended with powerful undeads around every corner, what would you do? Would hide from the world and slowly die or would you fight for your life and happiness If you were given the power to fight for your survival at the risk of your own humanity, what would you do? Would you fear that power or would you grasp it with both hands and fight until your last breath. [Author here! If you are enjoying this book then feel free to vote for it using power stones! This will allow me to post more chapters a day. Starting today I will post one bonus chapter a day for every ten power stone. Please Enjoy.] ***************************************** Hey guys, I have finished creating a, somewhat,decent discord channel for my novels. You can join the channel using this link: https://discord.gg/nvxuYA2M

They said she died peacefully. That's what they always say, don't they? When someone slips away in a hospital bed - when the machines stop beeping, and the room goes quiet except for the sigh of grief no one dares to release. Peaceful. Like death is ever kind. I was five. Too young to understand why my mother wasn't waking up. Too small to make sense of the nurses whispering in the hallway or the way they looked at me, like I was already a problem they didn't know how to solve. Her name was Rebecca. She was twenty-five. And her blood betrayed her. They said it was cancer. Aggressive. Silent. A thief in the bloodstream. By the time they caught it, it had already taken everything. I was all she had. And when she left, I had no one. No father. No family. Just a name I couldn't pronounce, and a world I didn't belong to. The system chewed me up und spat me out. Foster homes. Group homes. Back and forth like a package No one ordered. Smiles that didn't last. Promises that broke before they were even spoken. Every time someone tried to "fix" me, I'd break first, make sure they knew I was no one's charity case. No one's second chance. Eventually they stopped trying. I got older. Quieter. I stopped waiting to be rescued and started fighting instead. Literally. Underground rings don't ask for backstories. Just fists. Blood. And that, at least, I could give them. Then one night, seventeen years into this messy life, someone knocked on my door. A stranger. Two of them, actually. His name was Marcello Mariano, a man I'd only ever heard of in headlines. CEO. Businessman. Untouchable. I knew his face from magazines. I knew his name from rumors. But I didn't know why he'd come for me. Or what kind of danger was following him. All I knew was that everything I thought I knew about my life... Was a lie. And now the weight I never asked for is trying to pull me under. But I won't drown. Not again.

Three thousand years ago, Chaos magic, once a source of power for men, turned on them, killing every male in the world of Aka. Mumbi, an immortal warrior blessed by the goddess, created the martriachal empire of Aka, ushering in the age of daughters that has lasted for thousands of years. But no matter how prosperous, no age lasts. A prophecy from the age of war foretells Aka’s doom, which Mumbi has dedicated her immortal life to stop it and her only hope lies in Amala, a lowborn girl born with the power of prophecy. Though promising, her ability is limited to seeing the deaths of those she touches. Together, the two search for the skull of Okalu, which is said will trigger the prophesied doom of Aka while fighting an ancient enemy as old as the age of daughters that want the doom to happen. Meanwhile, sixteen-year-old Njoki is thrust into power after her mother’s mysterious death, becoming elder of the Anajiru clan, the most powerful of the nine clans of Aka. Young, naïve and inexperienced, she must navigate the harsh world of politics, find her mother’s killer while trying to be a worthy leader for her people. But as Njoki delves deeper, she uncovers Aka’s buried dark secrets, including Mumbi’s carefully guarded past. As the prophesied doom nears, the three women, one immortal, one cursed and one untried, stand between the salvation and end of Aka.

In a world where the supernatural hides in the shadows, dark creatures threaten the peace of mankind. To protect the balance, a secretive group has risen—the Agimatayo. This hidden order of warriors is sworn to hunt the supernatural beings that wants to cause chaos. From the bloodthirsty Aswang, to soulless ghouls, wicked Encanto, and even ancient gods once sealed away, the Agimatayo face them all. Armed with sacred charms, sacred spells and unbreakable will, they stand against the rising darkness—pushing back world-ending threats before they can consume the mortal world.

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

In a world where every human is bound at birth to a *spirit animal*—a pure embodiment of their soul—young Prince Asheron awaits the sacred *Day of Hatching*, a royal tradition for those whose spirits arrive as eggs.

Deep within a forgotten dungeon, Takeshi stumbles upon a girl bound in chains — a prisoner stripped of her freedom and left to fade away. Refusing to let her story end there, he frees the girl, Nyxia Xardgoat — or simply, Nyx — changing both of their fates forever. Together, Takeshi and Nyx set out across the vast world of Thalrea, determined to uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearance of Takeshi’s parents. Along their journey, he unexpectedly summoned child whom they adopt and name Akari, creating an unlikely family bound not by blood, but by choice. Through every battle and every discovery, the three venture deeper into the heart of Thalrea — a land full of hidden histories, ancient powers, and dangerous secrets waiting to be unearthed.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?

The story takes place in the interstellar universe, where everyone born with a tag on them(S, A, B, C,) which created by the Godlike Emperor who rules 3/4 of the universe from Millenniums. The Tags gives the higher tags complete domain over those tags, this age knows as Dark Age. The tale is about a young boy named Atlas, who woke up on an unknown planet and found everyone on the planet dead. He is a boy born without a tag on him known as "untagged". The untagged is the individual how possed the strength or talent to rival the Emperor and conceded as the symbol of terror and destruction. The story starts when the boy escapes from a slave dealer to find his mother and thus the tale of an Untagged boy, who brings an end to the Dark Age begging.

She is the queen of an entire kingdom. The fiercest, bravest and most powerful rider in history. But has no memory of her past. She has to remember in-order to save those dear to her. After a Prophecy comes out after the annual “Battle for the Crown”, Aurora is forced to stake her claim as the rightful heir to the throne of Asterin one of the Kingdoms in Fantasia. But with an inevitable war at arms length and shaky memory of her past she’s a bit stuck in a loop.

What happens when an average American middle-aged man, father of two high school girls and a high school teacher, gets a system that makes him attractive to single women? Watch how he makes love and babies with the women who come for him. He gets rich every time he makes a woman visit Cloud Nine. This story has taboos, but at least it doesn't have cheating in any forum, so there's that. NONE OF THE PEOPLE IN THIS NOVEL ARE REAL. EVERYTHING IS FANTASY. *contains 18+ adult content* MC's Main kink is Race play, so do be warned. in*est father x daughter school teacher x student widow divorced milfs BDSM Many Taboo s*x, you have been warned. Emotional control (i.e., the girls will be affected by him to be prone to lust after him but won't lose the free will to turn him down until they have already slept with him) *what it won't contain* NTR or its other forums for cheating R*pe mind control (I am going through and fixing spelling and other issues, so please bear with it. English isn't my strong suit. I have finished fixing all the chapters that I have put up to the best of my ability, and I don't know how good Grammarly is. So I won't say it's perfect, but it's an improvement over before.)

The world has ended. The Rapture saved those who believed as judgment punished those who don't. In a world abandoned by God, Hell has trampled over the earth. Humanity is lost, forsaken to die and wither in unending agony. In a dead world, is there something to live for ? To hope in despair ? To endure in endless torment ? To survive beneath the weight of divine punishment ? For this is the beginning of the end. The dawn of a new age of darkness.

the mc was brought back to the stone age but with fantasy cretures