Traduzione Breathe

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

A young man, around fifteen years old, was walking under the late afternoon sun, at that moment when the light turned golden and soft. The air was cool, still carrying traces of the day's heat, gently warming his skin. With each step, he seemed lost in his thoughts, his gaze drifting into the long shadows of the trees and the gentle breeze whispering through the leaves. Night was slowly approaching, but the sky still held warm hues, like the last breath of summer before the evening arrived. Once at the entrance of his alley, he saw a car speeding toward him. He didn’t have time to react before he was thrown into the air. In those final moments of suffering and his last breath, he died—but...

Crossing over to the alien world, he became a fallen noble lord. But with the help of the proficiency panel, he started to gain EXP through his family's Knight Breath Technique and followed the footsteps of an ancient and mysterious sorcerer step by step. Thus began a mysterious journey.

When my mind wanders and my soul bleeds in words, these short tales take their first breath.

Arianna Cahrlotte Belladona was born into a world of shadows, where loyalty is a fragile illusion and power is bought with blood. As the heir to the ruthless Belladona empire, she has spent her life fighting for survival, trusting no one (except her brother)-until she meets Marcello Dante. The enemy, a man of the law and worst of all.. a man she cannot resist. Marcello Dante is an FBI agent, a hunter of criminals. But when fate pulls him into Arianna's orbit, he is drawn to the woman behind the name-a woman far more dangerous than he ever expected. Torn between duty and desire, he is forced to confront a truth more terrifying than any case he's worked: the people he trusts most are hiding the deadliest secrets of all. Lies will be exposed. Blood will be spilled. And in a war where love is the ultimate weakness, one wrong choice could destroy them both. But some loves are worth the risk. Even if it costs them everything. ⚠️ WARNING : Mature Theme 18+ Drug Use Violence Death Murder

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ The closer I got, the more I realized it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of him. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened, causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out my name and my eyes widened in wonder at the fact that he knew my name.

Chen Fei looked at the bewildering number of people in front of him who desperately practiced boxing to become a master, sighing. "Compete? I don't think so. My motto is never to stand when you can sit." So the panel answered his call. "Extreme Mountain Fist Technique simplification in progress... simplification successful... Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique" "Extreme Mountain Breathing Method simplification in progress... simplification successful... Breathing" Chen Fei took a deep breath. "Extreme Mountain Breathing Method experience +1." "...So I can cultivate by breathing alone?"

This is a translation. I could hear the hum of life in my ears. It was hard to breathe…. … I raised my gaze and stared into the distance. However, my blurred vision could not see anything. The light began to fade. That was my last memory. When I opened my eyes once again, it was 10 years before that last memory took place. And of all the things I could have become, it was from the enemy country that drove Secretia to ruin – I became Kyris’ third prince Calian.

"I can definitely become an immortal," she said. He looked her up and down, sneered, "You can indeed become an immortal, a Lazy Immortal." She breathed a sigh of relief, fully self-assured, "A Lazy Immortal is still an immortal." He was speechless. Great, very powerful, who says a lazy person can't become an immortal~

A jolt of raw energy. A programmer's mind, accustomed to the elegant logic of code, explodes into a whirlwind of unfamiliar sensations. He awakens, not in his chair bathed in monitor light, but in a body far from home. This is Abel, a man of limited of talent, yearning to become the most powerful. But fate, it seems, has a different script in mind. The programmer, trapped within Abel, discovers a strange anomaly – his coding knowledge translates into a bizarre form of magic. With a whispered command, he can craft enchanted items with unimaginable properties. A simple pebble becomes a conduit for potent spells, rivaling the most powerful incantations. He can even weave lines of code to breathe life into beings of unparalleled intelligence, defying the very fabric of this magical realm.

"What" "Whattt" "Uhh whattttttt" "You have a lover too" All his friends were shocked. The man whose life is like a snail on a rainy day. He never had anything amazing to say. He doesn't care much about romantic feelings. "How can someone like him has a date too?????", they didn't say it out loud but their expression was screaming that. *signs* He took a deep breath and told them, "It's not what you all think." "It's valentine's day and do you want us to buy your lie? it's obvious." "I don't know her", he whispered under his breath. "oh so you're buying that for your imaginary girlfriend??? Don't wor- ", before his friend would finish teasing him he interrupted him with "She just gave me the bouquet and went". "Went?" "You mean disappeared?" "Is she a ghost" "Cool! have you mastered in daydreaming now???" She is s...........

In a world where words breathe and letters morph into monsters, Nullus discovers he is no mere guest in this body... but the ultimate target of mysterious forces seeking to erase every trace of him before he deciphers the code of his existence. But beware: every chapter you read here is a step closer to the trap. Are you ready to hear the voice whispering behind the lines? “Look around you... this very sentence could be an eye watching you!”* As Nullis digs into the depths of his past, he realizes something terrifying: The story writes itself, and the reader... *you*... are part of its game. Will you save him by etching these pages into your memory? Or will you fall victim to your own choices? Time is running out, and **the book begins to devour itself."

“They say the worst kind of love is the one you never asked for—the one that wraps around you like a chain, tightening until you can’t breathe.” Azan was that chain. My curse. My shadow. My captor. My tormentor. He stole my body. He stole my soul. He stole the life I should have had. But the most twisted thing of all? Somewhere in the madness, the violence, the ruin… I started to crave him. They say revenge is a dish best served cold. But I prefer mine slow, burning, and unforgettable. A woman with nothing left to lose is the most dangerous monster of all. I was the broken girl. The forgotten girl. The girl left to rot in the darkness. Now? I am their reckoning. And when I return, I won’t just take back what’s mine… I will burn their entire world to the ground. And Azan? He will either be the fire that consumes me… or the darkness that saves me.

Welcome to Hell's Gate City, a sprawling metropolis inspired by Venice and the industrial heart of the Pride Ring. Situated in the Sea of Pride-a marshy region dominated by rivers, swamps, lakes, and towering factories-Hell's Gate is a city where pollution fills the air and danger lurks in every shadow. In this story, you'll follow Kain Longheart the rhythm demon, blind and former Pentagram City musician, who has left his old life behind to open Veildark Records a record label. Join Kain, his crow companion Greasy, Lenian Bloodbite, Rash, and other original characters on a near-lethal underground hunt for the Recorder-a device containing the only known recording of the infernal melody. Brace yourself for a journey where blood and jazz collide, all within the hellish landscape tied to the Hazbin Hotel universe. Ready to breathe in the smoke of the factories and dive into the dark canals of Hell's Gate City? Then let the hunt begin.

A traveler through two unfamiliar worlds, embarking on a mysterious journey full of wonders. Witchcraft, magical seals, breathing techniques... Bloodline witches, necromancer witches, elemental witches... Legendary knights, holy knights... The Astral Realm, source essence...

Her previous lifetime, she had loved him with all her heart, body and soul. He meant everything to her, but she was thrown away like garbage. After her rebirth, she vowed to dump his sorry ass! "I refuse to share your bed, breathe in your space, intimacy is a no go area. He looked tongue tied. Who had thought that during lights out, a cold night, she would want his embrace.

Have you ever felt the world press down on you, so heavy, so absolute, that you weren’t sure if you were breathing anymore? Have you ever woken up and felt the air wasn’t right, that something was in the walls, watching, waiting? Have you ever set something in motion and known, with absolute certainty, that you could never take it back? The match flares. The blood drips. The body gives. The ritual is complete. And something—someone—answers. A thing that should not be. A thing that should not have heard her. A thing that is here now, breathing, waiting, smiling. She has always been alone. But not anymore. Not anymore.

“You are the center of my world.” “You have me now, you are not alone anymore. I will protect you unconditionally.” “Lean on me a little more.” I once had a dream- to be a rockstar, an idol. Fame seduced me each night I lay down. When it came, I grabbed its hand and never wanted to let go. What I didn’t expect was, who this dream came with. Him. The love of my life, the person who destroyed me and put me back in place. The person who I shattered for and he called me beautiful. The person I cannot breathe without. The one person in this world who belongs with me. He saw me, touched me in the deepest parts of me I didn't know existed, and loved all of me. I was too scared to turn towards him, how could it be possible, for a person to love someone like this? Enough to risk their deepest desire? All we ever wanted was to love each other. But the world wasn’t ready for us. Or was it us? *This is a work of fiction BL love story. It's a slow burn, characters are not perfect and this is not a perfect world. *All copyrights of the cover belongs to the owner.

En un mundo donde la humanidad ha evolucionado a tal punto que los humanos han obtenido poderes, Riochiro, tras perder a su padre y que su madre fuese secuestrada, él y su hermana son acogidos por una familia noble, la cual le debe un gran favor a su padre. Riochiro es separado de su hermana y es sometido a un entrenamiento intenso, solo para descubrir una cosa: él no tiene poderes... Por cierto, esta es la versión en español de la novela, la tendré atrasada un capitulo, si quieren ver una versión mas adelantada, esta la traducción al ingles

In a world where humanity has evolved and obtained powers, Riochiro, after losing his father and his mother was kidnapped, he and his sister are taken under the charge of a great noble family who owed a great favor to his father, Riochiro is separated from his sister and is subjected to an intense training, only to make a discovery, he has no powers...

Orion’s fate was sealed in blood long before his first breath, his destiny woven into the unseen threads of a world teetering on the edge of oblivion. But it was his grandfather’s dying words that set his path in motion—whispering of an Ancient Organization swallowed by time, of a fragmented map etched with eldritch secrets, and of a duty that should have never been his to bear. Bound by the weight of a forgotten legacy, he steps into a world where shadows breathe, dark magic festers, and the slumbering gods watch with hollow, unblinking eyes. As he follows the map’s cursed trail, reality itself begins to unravel. The deeper he treads, the more he unearths—secrets buried not by man, but by the divine, locked away in fear of what they might awaken. Forgotten horrors stir beneath the veil of existence, their whispers clawing at his mind, twisting truth into nightmare. In a world where gods are neither merciful nor just, where their will is as cruel as it is absolute, Orion must tread carefully. For power is never given—it is taken, stolen from the dark. And in the end, all that remains is the price it demands.

[Linguistics: Lv0 (7/10)] [Pharmacy: Lv1 (15/100)] [Knight's Breathing: Lv2 (36/200)] [Knight's Breathing Experience +1] ------ In the year 3077 of the Berta calendar, in the confused era when wizards had not yet touched the throne, he brought the "Student Panel". He entered the wizarding world and improved wizard knowledge, like a bright moon dispelling the confusion of the times. He is Ivan Marichatton, a pioneer of knowledge, and he cut through the thorns for the path of wizards.

Sun Xin was a martial artist that was renown to the underground fighting. He dreamed of Awakening a good power to fight villains. Until one day, he awakened a power called "Cloning". In which he could clone himself. With him as a martial artist, he fought villains but he was still regarded as trash. In this age of Heroes, Dungeons, and, Villains. With others able to breathe fire and command other elements, he could only punch and kick. Up until one day, all his clones awakened and a mass Awakening happened. Awakening, Combat Class! Dragon knight! Necromancer! Berserker! Swordsman! Druid! Lycanthropy! Conjurer! Awakening, Production Class! Blacksmith! Mechanical Engineer! Hacker IT! Inventor! Alchemist! Enchanter! Bookworm! Now, with him as their trainer and leader, all of the villains would cower in his presence.

Trillions of years into the future, Earth is gone and the fringes of civilization cling to remnants of what once was. Lead only by the mythologies of the past generations, the future looks bleak until the discovery of a timeless obelisk. The Symphony calls another to the frontiers of space-time, but will this be enough to save an already dying civilization in a universe on its last breath?

In a world of fractured lores and shadowed history, a quest for a savior rises, jagged and bold, before the Human rulers. Salvation, ruin, or plunder? Each heart cradles its own desire. Yet one truth stands unshaken: even the Divine Will dreads the savior. And the savior? Doomed from his first breath!

When Kaito, a 25-year-old college student with a penchant for overthinking and a love for video games, is accidentally summoned to a fantasy world instead of his charismatic but clueless roommate Ethan, he finds himself in a predicament that’s equal parts hilarious and terrifying. The kingdom of Eryndor, a land besieged by the Seven Dragons of Sin, was expecting a hero of great potential—not an ordinary guy with zero combat skills and a tendency to panic under pressure. But when the summoning spell misfires, Kaito is thrust into a role he’s woefully unprepared for, armed with nothing but his wits and a mysterious ability called Adaptive Resilience, which makes him stronger the closer he gets to breaking.

Rina, a small child, was caught and sacrificed by the desperate villagers to their god to end the eternal winter that plagued their village. Saved by a wandering man his eyes slowly opened up to the world he knew so little about. "You shouldn't do something just because you were told, who told you that you need to breathe to live?, that you need to open your eyes to see?, you never know, maybe it's all in your head and you never needed to do such things in the first place but was believed to do so"

Shit Shit Shit...how can this be possible!? Shit I can't breathe (gasp) (gasp)...those things keep following me But what happened? I was at my desk and after finishing that game I was brought here.....(grrr grrr) Shit here they come it's pointless; I'll think about all this shit later The first thing is to get away from all these things

“All kind of thoughts were rushing through my mind. All the insecurities, self-doubt, fear was crawling from the depths of my heart. I wished it for to be a dream however it was only my wishful thinking. It was all real. My every fear, insecurity it was all real. But I was a fighter, that’s what my father used to say. I was determined to fight. Breathe in, breathe out. I set all my fears aside.”