Recit Fantasme

A scoff left my lips before I could hold it in. "What did you just say?" I asked, my gaze moving from one Alpha to the next. "You want me to move in with you?" I questioned them to make sure I had heard correctly. "Yes." Thatcher took a step closer, but I took two steps back, creating more distance between us. "We want you," Logan declared, his eyes burning with intense need. "Yes," Julian joined in. "We will also protect you; we'll make sure no harm comes to you. Please give us a chance," they begged. Are they being serious? Is this some kind of joke? How dare they make such demands after the way they hurt and humiliated me in front of everyone? No, I won't listen to them; I won't fall for their tricks a second time. I will reject the mate bond between us and cut every connection that we might have. After making up my mind, I opened my mouth and started to recite the words I never imagined I would ever say. "I, Linnea of White Eagle Pack, reject you..." But I never got a chance to finish. My mind and body unexpectedly broke down, and I found myself collapsing. Before I could hit the ground, I felt a pair of strong arms—no, not just a pair, but three pairs—holding me, immediately preventing my fall. *** Prologue Because of Linnea's ugliness, nobody wanted to associate with her; her skin was wrinkled and dried up, making her look like a ninety-year-old dying grandmother. But was she really ugly? From the early age of seven, Linnea took an elixir meant to keep her from aging quickly, but instead, the elixir did the exact opposite of what it was meant for. It dried her up and made her appear quite ugly. When Linnea discovered the truth behind the elixir, she confronted her mother, who had given it to her. Her mother cried and asked her to continue taking the elixir, claiming, "That is the only way I can remain married to Beta Benjamin; you must not outshine his daughter. He'll kick us out if you anger his daughter." After learning the truth, Linnea became bitter, and her hatred for Beta Benjamin's daughter, Madison, grew. Linnea swallowed her anger and vowed to leave her mother once she turned eighteen. Her eighteenth birthday came, and Linnea prepared herself to leave the pack, but on her way out, she discovered the biggest shock of her life. Her fated mate was actually Madison's lover—one of the triplet Alphas. Linnea thought it would end there, but she experienced an even greater shock when she realized the remaining two triplets were also her mates. How could this be? How did she end up with three mates? What happened?! *** Hiii Chapters 1 - 26 are more like the backstory of the book. You'll get to know the character's personality while reading these chapters. Read my other book 'Fated To The Four Notorious Alpha Brothers' I'm a new author on Webnovel, kindly support my writing journey.

In the distant and mysterious interstellar world, ancient civilizations have faded like a dying candle in the wind, with shattered ruins and lost traditions lingering only in vague historical records. In this era, Dream Forgers, with their powerful mental abilities, construct dreams and engage in fierce battles with dream beasts, becoming revered figures. They are the spiritual backbone of the interstellar world, weaving dreams that connect people to the distant echoes of past civilizations. Lily, a graduate student in dream studies from Earth, found her fate dramatically altered in an unexpected twist. She was transported into the world of an interstellar romance novel, only to become the tragic side character. Despite possessing mental power, her lack of imagination became her fatal flaw in her quest to become a Dream Forger. During the Dream Forger assessment battle, other competitors showcased incredible creativity, with dreams filled with dazzling starlight and wild beasts galloping through fantastical landscapes. However, Lily could only struggle within the confines of her own mind, ultimately being eliminated for her inability to craft dreams. But the story did not end there. After her elimination, Lily did not succumb to despair; instead, she awakened in the face of adversity. As the curtain rose on the interstellar dream streaming battle, a legendary journey that would the entire interstellar world began. During the Beast Summoning Exam, while other competitors summoned common interstellar pets to engage in standard battles with dream beasts, Lily closed her eyes and took a deep breath. In an instant, a gigantic flying beast appeared out of nowhere, casting a shadow that seemed to cover the entire sky. With its wings spread wide, it looked as though it could tear the universe apart, and with each beat, the winds and clouds shifted. The interstellar audience was left speechless, their gasps of amazement echoing through the air. Lily smiled gently, silently reciting an ancient verse: "The great roc rises with the wind, soaring to ninety thousand miles in a single day." Then, in the vast sea of stars, the mythical creatures Xuanwu and Tengshe emerged, their massive forms churning the waters as if telling the tales of ancient myths. Amidst the swirling clouds, the Azure Dragon weaved through them, sometimes summoning rain and clouds, nourishing the mysterious dream world. And upon an ancient phoenix tree, a phoenix sang loudly, surrounded by fierce flames, its rebirth through fire a magnificent sight that left all who watched in awe. The interstellar people had never witnessed such a strange and culturally rich dreamscape. For a moment, the entire interstellar network erupted in a frenzy of excitement.

Reality? Kind of a joke, honestly. Fiction? That’s where things actually started to make sense. I was ten when the curtain slipped. When I saw it—how everyone was just acting. Reciting lines they didn’t believe, chasing dreams they didn’t choose. Adults called it "growing up." I called it what it was—fake. So, I stopped playing along. While everyone else clung to the script, I escaped into stories. My favorite? No Happy Ending in the 999th Regression. Cale Ashblood—tragic, cursed, and stubborn as hell—died 998 times trying to fix a world that didn’t want saving. It was brutal. It was honest. It was the only thing that didn’t lie to me. Then the author died. And the publisher? They butchered the ending. Wrapped it up in something clean, hollow, marketable. I tried to let it go—I swear I did. But the anger never left. Twelve people. That’s how many I killed. Editors. Ghostwriters. Everyone who helped ruin the only thing I believed in. But here’s the part no one knows: I killed the original author. Not on purpose. One night. One stupid, drunk mistake. And that was enough. Now I’m bleeding out. Real world. Real consequences. No regrets, though. Except— The story didn’t end. I woke up inside it. Inside his world. Cale’s world. The one I knew better than my own life. Except now... it is my life. The World is still broken. The Constellations are still watching. And peace? Still a myth. But maybe this time, I get to write the ending. Maybe this time, the story’s mine. ---

Living in a hustle and bustle, as an investigative journalist, Hao Jing worked for international media for about 15 years. He's been investigating many people in government. One fateful day, he got a task to investigate the ruins of Hutteran. The place he is most curious about. Some have rumored that the place is a group of worshipers of mystical creatures. They wanted to communicate with dead souls and asked for help to conduct the task they requested through the supernatural realm. The ritual requires specific preparations, including creating an array and placing five items related to the human soul, then reciting spells to the six lords of heaven and earth. Hao Jing, who was investigating the ruin, experienced something strange when he entered one of the caves; he fainted. When he felt he could breathe and opened his eyes, he was in an odd group of worshipers as a 15-year-old boy named Malt from the Notiz family, and he began his new life.

Voici le recit de la planète PIKS qui plus tard deviendra le centre de la cinquième generation du clan YUNI

Prólogo Alex es un chico que su destino era convertirse en el Alfa de la manada, ya que es un líder nato, pero el destino le jugó una mala pasada, ya que cayó sobre él una maldición, una que cambiaría su vida por completo. La maldición no le permite ser Alfa y su lugar fue ocupado por su hermano, quien le dieron el lugar por linaje de sangre, pero no por su naturaleza. Cuando tenía 15 años una bruja se acercó a él y recitó las palabras “Cuando conozcas a tu mate te enamorarás y tu muerte segura tendrás, luego de una transformación tu vida terminará, si deseas tu salvación con su vida acabarás, pero ella enamorada de ti debe estar”. El nunca entendió por que eso pasó, pero a partir de ese día comenzó su transformación en la persona que hoy día es, un chico frío, sin emociones que solo tiene aventuras de una noche, ya que si encuentra a su Mate sería su final y así piensa que no podrá enamorarse de ella y acabar con su vida, no sería difícil matar a una persona que no conoces y no sientes nada por ella ¿Verdad? ¿Pero si esa persona aparece en su vida como la futura Luna de la manada elegida por su hermano? ¿Él tendrá algo que ver con su maldición y la extraña elección de la futura Luna de la manada?

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.

Young Gu Lin once met his floor's god. "What do you long for?" The mysterious god asked. Troubled by the countless scrolls his father made him read again and again until he could recite them in his sleep, young Gu Lin said: "I want to remember everything, first try." And so young Gu Lin remembered everything. From the day he was born to the day he met the god, it was clear to him as if it hadn't yet passed. But for every Gift, a Price must be paid. And so Gu Lin forgot what was dearest to him. Things to expect: -Tower Climbing/Dungeons -Cultivation (a bit more unique) -Alchemy (made on the spot) If you a suggestion, a question, or is here just to spread hate, leave a comment!

In a world where every child awakens their magic at the age of ten, Alexander von Javier was already fluent in 3 languages before he could walk, reciting noble etiquette by age three, and dissecting ancient magic theory by seven. The seventh son of the most powerful Duke in the Empire, born under a sky of auroras and fate-marked stars — he was supposed to be a miracle. But miracles inspire envy. And envy breeds betrayal. Overshadowed by their youngest brother’s brilliance, his six siblings vow to bring him down before he can rise. They mock his silence, plot in shadows, and sabotage his path… unaware that they’ve already been marked. Because Alexander does not forget. He does not forgive. And his system — the mysterious power that awakens only at life’s greatest milestones — has chosen him not for righteousness, but for ambition. Each gift it grants is not a blessing, but a weapon. And he? He will use them all. "Peace? Justice? Nobility? How charming. Sadly, I seek only one thing — the world, beneath my feet." ~Alexander Von Javier The Tyrant has begun his march.

After millennia of waiting, their tongues had yearned for the flavour of earth. Hymns from the dark ages and stories about the gods have clambered into the twenty-first century. The plains were inhabited by gods and the paranormal long before light touched the earth. Stories of power and mountains were created as their limbs dragged across the terrain. Like a virus on a canvas, their fear spread throughout society. However, all stories. Must come to an end. Humans forgot, the gods aged, and time went by. Their stories were eventually recited by midwives to frighten children; their voices had reverberated into the void that had swallowed them up. The years went by like brushstrokes. Humanity had reached its pinnacle, or so they believed. One fateful day, the gods made their way back to the twenty-first century. The rich, opiate-like smell of blood and fear filled their nostrils. Like seeds of evil, they were sprayed out of the abyss that had swallowed them. It was on this day that people saw the tales they believed their grandparents had scattered. However, there were also people like Shinjiro Yurei among the terror. Who had nothing to lose. It is the laws of fate that create stories. Follow Shinjiro as he travels to the abyss they refer to as "The Neverwhere," a story about a boy who has a promise. Will he be able to bring his sister back to life and fulfil a long-forgotten promise, or will he fall apart and disappear like historical dust?

"Know nothing. See nothing. Be nothing. Forget everything that you think you know of this reality where you now exist. Only then can the Nilverse fulfill its purpose to you." CK may be the honorable salutatorian, but this does not stop the Institute of the Nonaphrontistery from putting her on trial and accusing her of unethical practices to accomplish her thesis. The people once believed this would be the most difficult aspect of CK's life as a wordsmith, but the outcome of the trial was only a prelude of what was to come. And this is true; for what reason should one limit themselves to a single world when the Empire spans across worlds in the Vast Expansion? This is a place where fairytales are the cornerstone of a noble's society; where systems answer the call of the ambitious but not call them special. This is a place where only a single empire conquers all, and where a page of history is questioned in the era of peace. This place is not a story, but a journey that begins with a trial before Knowledge herself. Come, bear witness, and applaud the recital that is about to unfold! *** Prologue: The introductory volume. Students are meant to be nurtured and sheltered by the schools that took responsibility. But when the school has turned against one of their own, shall this be the sign of the student's downfall? To CK, probably not. It does make an excuse to do things she wasn't allowed before, though.

An ordinary student accidentally traveled into an other universe and became the king of a small kingdom. He had gotten a “Cheating Code” of life and was able to complete something extraordinary. This is the story about a king that was able to conquer continents and leave behind him an ultimate legend that will be recited between every generation to come. The original author of the light novel is ( Luan Shi Kuang Dao / Mad Blade During Troubled Times) .I am uploading this because not available of full chapter of this light novel.if have any problem plz contact me I will delete this light novel.

is it really that complicated is it really that hard I'm just curious did no one learn anything from Salem I thought people were fans of Twilight and what the heck is wrong with your government!!? oh yes everything! Spell for Kindness and Open-Mindedness (A Charm Against Condescending Pricks and Judgy Jerks) By the warmth of empathy and the light of truth, Let hearts grow gentle, and minds uncouth Be softened, humbled, made aware— Let kindness, not judgment, fill the air. Ingredients: A pink candle (for compassion) A pinch of salt (to cleanse negativity) A feather (for lightness of spirit) A small stone (for grounding and humility) A piece of paper and a pen Instructions: Prepare the Space: Place the pink candle in the center. Arrange the salt, feather, and stone around it. On the paper, write: “Let me see with open eyes, Speak with care, and not despise. May my heart be kind and true, May I judge not, nor misconstrue.” Light the Candle: As the flame grows, sprinkle the salt around the candle in a gentle circle, saying: “Salt to cleanse, flame to warm, Let harshness fade, let kindness form.” Hold the Feather: Wave the feather over your head and shoulders, imagining it brushing away arrogance, condescension, and judgment. Say: “Feather light, take flight, Remove the urge to mock or slight.” Ground with the Stone: Hold the stone in your hand, feeling its weight. Say: “Stone of earth, keep me grounded, Humble, honest, never hounded By pride or scorn or cruel intent— Let my words be kindly meant.” Recite the Spell: Read aloud what you wrote on the paper. Then add: “May I never call another mad, When their world has gone so bad. May I listen, may I care, And never judge what I can’t bear.” Close the Ritual: Blow out the candle, fold the paper, and tuck it somewhere you’ll see it often (wallet, mirror, phone case). Carry the stone with you for a day as a reminder. May this spell help you—and those around you—trade arrogance for empathy, and judgment for understanding. The world’s got enough pricks; be the reason someone feels safe, not silenced.

A lady who had the personality what anyone call ideal partner had been without any male after her. It was all because of her saving her best friend Tom Evans from fire during high school. This incident burnt her face along with her fate for any future of relationship with male. Her life was successful in every aspect except sexual. But one day, she died by method of heart attack when she saw the interview of Tom Evans now famous on famous channel. He was reciting how the fire incident in high school where he twisted the truth from her saving him while paying high price to having her being saved by him and she was still ungrateful for it. Her heart always had this hope that even if something bad happened to her, at least she have saved someone’s life. That heart attack took her life in her 30’s while still being virgin. [ Ding! A perfect candidate for system have been selected. ] [ Ding! Connecting the Entity of Eternal Lust with System. ] Her soul saw a red transparent screen while soul was floating in the infinite dark space. Then screen turned into a red ball of energy which entered her soul. Her perception of everything sudden shut down even what she had as the soul.

The sound of slicing carrots from the kitchen was overoded with whatever sort of noise from the room of the other side. Not that the lady minded anyways, it was a sort of comfortable noise and reassurance that the kids do enjoy it here and held a certain point of comfortability. At least they weren't at all a silent suffering shell. In the other room, the kids were everywhere. Some doing risky thing, like trying to do creative tricks off a ladder, and others talking to their little group. A group of friends laid on the upper bunkers and a few kids were under one of the beds and figured that they started gossiping of heated arguments. Right in the middle of the room was a relatively small number of kids, playing a game of Duck Duck Goose maybe. They hit each other's heads as hard as they could and each reaction they got had rendered poor Jack into a wheezing gasping mess. The girl next to him was looking like she's having the time of her life, and maybe she is. Smiling beauty that could have won this year's beauty contest, was Jane -without-a-last-name. (And although she did have a last name, she prefers not to use it.) And Jane, all bright eyed and such and angel, holy and sweet and you could easily compare it to a toddler who got a bite of his first candy, was having the time of her life. _____ Alternatively, from the author. I guess you could call it a contest submission that and I am always driven by spite and also money. A friend sent this to me and somehow that turned on a sense that I should join this. WSA 2022 submission (If I recited that correctly since I'm on mobile and all) Fantasy and number 4. A female lead who's a vampire dumped at a orphanage or something. Realizes she's a vampire, goes be mature. Decided to write some backbone, a past to look back into for the future chapters. If I get more than a 100K words that would be a relief, if I get an award I think I'll just use that for my first Iphone and use that to play Genshin for the first time. ( I'll touch grass I promise. Why are most of you pay to win in that game anyway lmao) After this is done I might rewrite most things, all I'm doing now is writing every single thing that comes into mind. Though that's not assured yet. My laziness has it's ways with me. No discord, I can't manage it. No way to support me with money, I can't manage that too. Vote stuff, put whatever little thing you want in your comments, and I'll respond with memes and maybe an actual good reply. If you recognize me outside of social media, for one, this is hell, and two, I can't help but use punctuation every damn time.

Married for two years, Willow was treated like dirt by Benjamin, who cherished his mistress like treasure. He was cruel and uncaring toward her; their marriage was only a prison. Willow put up with everything because she loved him deeply. Until that rainy night, when she lost her baby and crawled out in agony, calling for an ambulance, he left her pregnant to travel abroad with his mistress. She finally understood: she would never win his love. She penned a divorce agreement and left quietly. Two years later, Willow returned, surrounded by a sea of admirers. Her ex-husband cornered her, insisting, “My dear wife, I haven’t signed the divorce decree yet! You can’t escape from me!” She smiled coldly, “Sir, we are done.” His voice trembled as he recited their wedding vows. “Didn’t you promise to love me in good times and bad, in sickness and health? Don’t you remember?” Meeting his desperate gaze, she replied, “I no longer care. My life is for me to live, not yours to ruin.” He laughed darkly, stepping closer. “You changed your name and dyed your hair pink, fooling everyone but me.” Pulling her into a suffocating embrace, he hissed, “You either come back to me or I reveal to the world who you are: a divorced widow with a dead child.” Willow had built her career in France and gained stardom in the United States, but now the devil from her past threatened to destroy everything. She pushed him away, her heart racing. “The Nebula fashion contest. I compete with you. If I win, you leave me alone. If you win, I return to you.” A sinister smile spread across his lips, “It’s a deal.”

Sebastian and Rezel are two teenagers with no problem who both study at the same history university. Both passionate about military history, these two friends complement each other although they disagree on certain points. However Rezel finds his daily life boring to the point of wishing to want to reincarnate in a world at war where he can experience what the ideal life is according to his fantasm. Things that Ares the god of war will grant by making him die before bringing him back to the Duchy of Elysion with only one goal. Create the biggest mayhem this world had never seen and make the war that not end wars. To counter him Athena decide to use his best friend Seb as an assassin and sent him to the same world with only one goal, Kill Ares Champion and prevent the world to fall underchaos. Seb accept gladly since he too want a little more action in his life. But Both of them doesn't even know each other involvment in this game between gods.

In 2025, the world's first brain computer interface MMORPG "Infinite Evolution" will be launched. As players become addicted to upgrading, social media programmer Lin Mo discovers a shocking loophole in the game's core AI awakening. As long as you disguise yourself as an NPC template (wearing a coarse cloth robe and reciting fixed lines), you can activate the hidden GM command panel, at the cost of exposing the player's identity and immediately banning their account.

“Show me euphoria or let your happiness die!” Jacob Kyler whispers near Rosalia's ear making her disgusted and shocked. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosalia is caught between the two biggest rivals after they both fall for her. Henry Anderson and Rosalia love each other, but a problem arises when Jacob Kyler, a ruthless man, claims her as his girl. The rivalry between Henry and Jacob is long-standing, and their competition becomes more intense over her. Rosalia goes on a date with Henry, where he proposes marriage, which she gladly accepts. To ensure that Jacob cannot interfere, they arrange their marriage in a different city, beyond his reach. Everything is going smoothly until one midnight Jacob Kyler shows up in her room and proposes her a condition. To maintain everything she has to come to a term with him and accept his term. Henry and Rosalia happily plan everything for their wedding, and finally, the big day arrives. With a sigh of relief, they proceed with the ceremony. Finally, the most anticipated day for Rosalia and Henry has arrived. Wearing her beautiful white wedding gown, she arrives at the hall, bringing joy to Henry’s heart. His heart races as he sees the love of his life standing in front of him. They finally embrace each other. With slow steps, she makes her way to him, and they stand face to face. A shy smile forms in the corner of her lips upon seeing him smile while looking at her. After reciting the vows, the pastor asks him, “Henry Anderson, do you take Rosalia Moore as your lawful wife?” “No, he doesn’t!” The guests in the hall are agitated as they hear a girl’s voice that has floated from the dead end of the hall.

"Ah, do gather ‘round, my dear, doomed darlings! Let me tell you a tale stitched together with silk and sinew, of a world that weeps and wails yet waltzes on, oh-so-beautifully, toward its inevitable doom! A tale where a bastard prince—oh, do forgive me, a Yellow Bastard, no less!—dances through the carnage with a grin sharper than a guillotine’s kiss. The war? Endless. The dead? Numerous. The fools who think they can win? Oh, darling, they’re my favourite! And me? HA! I am but the Jester of Fate, laughing at the script I can recite but never rewrite! There is love, yes! Blood-soaked, broken, bitterly beautiful love! There is horror, the kind that makes even monsters shudder! And there is a melody—a requiem for the dreamers who thought they could defy the abyss. So, my sweet, step right up! Watch as kings fall, messiahs burn, and devils waltz upon the graves of gods! It is all so, so funny, don’t you think? No? Ah, well. Laugh or weep, the requiem plays on. And so do we."

Zein was exiled from the kingdom of Krunz by Linda, who accused him of murder and banished him. During his time in exile, Zein devoted himself to training and building his strength, determined to seek revenge against Linda. However, after saving his sister Lucy, Zein was mortally wounded and his sister died. In his final moments, Zein's mentor gave him a second chance by reciting a magical incantation to send him back in time. With time as his ally, Zein went back to the past to change his fate and stop Linda's evil deeds before it was too late. Did Zein succeed in changing the dark future and getting revenge on Linda? Find out in this epic tale.

An ordinary student accidentally traveled into an other universe and became the king of a small kingdom. He had gotten a “Cheating Code” of life and was able to complete something extraordinary. This is the story about a king that was able to conquer continents and leave behind him an ultimate legend that will be recited between every generation to come.

King Henry and the Knights of the Round Table! What magic is in the words! How they carry us straight to the days of chivalry, to the witchcraft of Romio to the wonderful deeds of Lancelot and Perceval and Galahad, to the Quest for the Holy Grail, to all that "glorious company, the flower of men," as Tennyson has called the king and his companions! Down through the ages the stories have come to us, one of the few great romances which, like the tales of Homer, are as fresh and vivid to-day as when men first recited them in court and camp and cottage. Other great kings and paladins are lost in the dim shadows of long-past centuries, but Henry still reigns in Camelot and his knights still ride forth to seek the Grail.

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

Mine to begin with it took Pens two decades to find out the reasons she has been confined after reciting some a brilliant poem at the king's celebration. Hafs has wanted to meet the girl that made his heartbeat that night though he was too young to remember her face but her voice was definitely something he could reckon with.... who is she? why do I feel connected to her? what is the secret? was Hafs mine to ever begin with?

"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow me to perceive and thoroughly understand everything I see, even if superficially and only once, to the fullest, including strong points, weak points, and how to overcome them." Due to a mistake made by God, Ken is born with every type of perfect memory, but without anything else - he is weak, sickly, stupid, and unwanted. However, there was a saving grace - he made a friend, Leo. Leo would talk to him about hypothetical situations like what to say in case a genie granted him one wish. When Ken dies and God offers him one wish for his next life as compensation for his previous mistake, Ken simply recites Leo's words and is sent to the cultivation world. There, he slowly learns that he is the only one he can trust. Armed with the special remaining Godly Qi from his reincarnation and with the ability to learn and improve techniques and manuals easily, even creating his own original cultivation path, he cultivates with the goal of standing at the top of the world, even if it takes leaving his moral code behind. Follow Ken in his journey as he lie, blackmail, murder, rob, poison, and manipulate others to achieve his goals! ----- DISCLAIMER: The god in the story is completely random and made up, and is not the particular god of any religion existing today in the real world. This god only exists in the imaginary world of my story. Join my Discord server! https://discord.gg/ad64bjZXMm

Thirty-seven-year-old Satoru Mikami is a typical corporate worker, who is perfectly content with his monotonous lifestyle in Tokyo, other than failing to nail down a girlfriend even once throughout his life. In the midst of a casual encounter with his colleague, he falls victim to a random assailant on the streets and is stabbed. However, while succumbing to his injuries, a peculiar voice echoes in his mind, and recites a bunch of commands which the dying man cannot make sense of. When Satoru regains consciousness, he discovers that he has reincarnated as a goop of slime in an unfamiliar realm. In doing so, he acquires newfound skills—notably, the power to devour anything and mimic its appearance and abilities. He then stumbles upon the sealed Catastrophe-level monster "Storm Dragon" Veldora who had been sealed away for the past 300 years for devastating a town to ashes. Sympathetic to his predicament, Satoru befriends him, promising to assist in destroying the seal. In return, Veldora bestows upon him the name Rimuru Tempest to grant him divine protection. Now, liberated from the mundanities of his past life, Rimuru embarks on a fresh journey with a distinct goal in mind. As he grows accustomed to his new physique, his gooey antics ripple throughout the world, gradually altering his fate.

It's original story of karna in Mahabharata but if you feel like I was wrong some where please tell me it's my fist time writing novel so some facts are going not right please tell me and it's fan fiction as make as original as is it but if some things are going change so sorry please don't be offended In the ancient kingdom of Kunti, nestled along the banks of the sacred river, lived a princess named Pritha, known to the world as Kunti. Blessed with grace, beauty, and wisdom, she harbored a deep secret bestowed upon her by the sage Durvasa. As a young girl, she had served the irascible sage with utmost devotion. Pleased with her service, Durvasa granted her a unique boon - the power to invoke any god of her choice and be blessed with a child imbued with divine qualities. Curiosity and innocence danced in the heart of young Kunti, who, in a moment of wonder, decided to test the veracity of the sage's words. With a heart full of excitement and trepidation, she recited the sacred incantation, calling upon Surya, the radiant sun god. The sky shimmered with golden light as Surya appeared before her, resplendent in his celestial form. "Fear not, noble Kunti," said Surya with a gentle smile. "Your call has reached me, and as promised, you shall bear a son blessed with my strength and valor." A divine glow enveloped Kunti, and she felt a surge of warmth and power. Soon after, she found herself cradling a beautiful baby boy, born with an unearthly radiance and a natural armor and earrings that marked his divine heritage. However, the joy of this miraculous birth was overshadowed by the reality of her situation - an unwed mother in a society that would never understand or accept her plight.

Armando César, oriundo de la Ciudad de Buenos Aires, Argentina; historiador y un fanático de la curiosidad y el misterio, decide ante una intriga desmedida por la obra del Poeta Fernando Nogueira Pessoa partir a Lisboa, Portugal, ante los rumores de su figura fantasmal, y documentos sobre la existencia de un poema épico sobre los enigmas del universo. En aquella tierra tendrá la oportunidad de conocer a quien será su compañero de aventuras José Sarachago, redactor, fanático del Poeta en aquel asunto, y comunista, y con él, una amplia gama de personajes que se disputan entre la realidad y la ficción a fin de dar con ese objetivo que tanto los impulsa.

[18+] I’m Elena. My mother died when I was 10. After that, my dad married my mom’s friend, who was his secretary too. And now I’m lying on her son’s arm. I never thought he would do it with me. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and singing a song that had previously been recited by Mom. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up slowly. It was going to be dawn soon. I put my voice down. He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I attempted to loosen his grip. In anguish, I closed my eyes. My lower back and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently put his head on the seat and smiled at him. I softly called his name, “Paul.” “You know how much I love you." “But now it’s irrelevant to me,” I said as I stroked his hair. “Are you sure you love me?” “Then you gave me the ability to hurt you, too.” I kissed him on the lips right after saying. I got out of the car after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn’t feel any pain. The wound on my back had already turned black and crimson. I made my way to my room. ** Paul Wilson is a boy with paranoid disorder who falls in love with Elena D'souza, who was his childhood friend. But it appears that their fates do not have to be tied together. For various reasons, they begin to break apart. She despises him more than anything else, but Paul desires complete possession of her. Because of his nature, he hurts her, but if someone else harms her, he doesn't hesitate to hurt them as well. Can his paranoid love overcome the barriers and unite them? Can Elena change him for the better? **Stories** *My tempting dummy/ Uncle, love me deeper. *Under the sunshine *Villainess trains her assassin [Weekly Targets 100 power stones= 2 bonus chapters. 200 power stones= 3 bonus chapters. 300 power stones= 4 bonus chapters. 10 Golden Tickets= 2 bonus chapters. 50 Golden Tickets= 4 bonus chapters.]