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Dead Man's Revenge

Nocturia - once a world full of life, fueled by rapid technological growth and a mystical power called “Arcana”. Now it has become a shadow of what it once was. It all started with the great war, and ended with a bomb. A bomb so powerful that it threw the entire world into disarray. This bomb—dubbed The Eclipse—was dropped on the once great Arcane Kingdom of Elynor. In the blink of an eye, the bomb disintegrated all life, land, and structures within a 100-kilometer radius. The shockwaves sent ripples of destruction across the planet, annihilating both Arcane cities and Modern cities that dare to stand in its way. And even then, the bomb wasn't done. As if to say one last “fuck you” to humanity, The Cataclysmic Event thrusted massive clouds of dust and radiation into the sky, triggering a nuclear winter which blanketed the planet. One by one, plant life slowly froze to death, followed by the animals, followed by the very air itself, which grew thicker and colder with each passing day, until even the last breath of warmth seemed a distant memory, trapped beneath a relentless sky of ash and ice. In the aftermath of the disaster, mankind’s last hope for survival lay in the city of Kaltara, a city which, through the war, had remarkably kept the harmony between the men who were blessed with Arcana, and the men who weren't. Through a barrier formed by harnessing the arcana stored within the “Mother Stone”, the city was protected from the freezing temperatures of the outside world. Within the walls of this sanctuary, the last remnants of humanity cling to survival, struggling to rebuild a broken world. Fifty years after the destruction of Elynor, Kaltara stands as the sole beacon of hope—a haven where all of mankind live in harmony, having settled their differences after the consequences of their previous conflict.But beneath this peaceful world, something dark stirs, a sinister secret that - when revealed, could tear apart the very foundation of society and push the last remains of humanity to war once again - and one particular organisation will stoop to no lengths to expose it. How will Martin Zalchev, a boy who was orphaned on his 15th birthday and who awakened his arcana on that day, navigate the world? As an authors note, this is my first novel. do with that information however you like.
Reaper987 · 252 Views

Surviving the Magic Academy With Just Intelligence Stats

Trapped in a hospital bed his entire life, Li Mingzhe's only escape was through the novels he read. But fate had other plans when a mysterious book appeared on his bedside table. Before he could even read its title, the book dragged him into its pages—straight into the body of Ambrose Rothschild, the sole heir to the illustrious Rothschild family. At first glance, his new life seems perfect: loving parents, devoted servants, and no siblings fighting for inheritance. But is this truly the peaceful second chance he yearned for? Far from it! Not only is Ambrose's body plagued with the same weakness that haunted Li Mingzhe's original life, but he's also flying blind—having never read the book he's trapped in, he lacks the story knowledge other transmigrators typically rely on! His only ray of hope? A mysterious system that promises to enhance his abilities. But what cruel twist of fate is this? The system declares his frail body can only handle improvements to his intelligence stat! And as if that weren't enough, Ambrose has been enrolled in Crono, the most prestigious magic academy where heroes and prodigies gather like moths to a flame. Now, surrounded by talented peers and trapped in the web of noble politics, can Li Mingzhe leverage his one advantage—his brilliant mind—to survive? With countless eyes watching his every move as the Rothschild heir, will he crumble under the crushing weight of expectations? Or will he prove that in a world of overwhelming magical might, intelligence can be the most formidable weapon of all?
MrKonic · 4K Views

I'M SUMMONING THE SWORDMASTER RYUJI HONDA

"I strengthened my body to run there. I grabbed the brush, and the blood on my hand soaked it. But I didn't care about that's all. I started drawing a summoning circle on the altar of the sun temple. My blood dripped between my drawings. And what is this... Is my tears also dripping? Please... hold on... hold on to all this, Elena... I begged to my weary body. My circle was finished and I knelt in front of it and began to chant my spell. "O deus totius lucis, da mihi gloriam tuam! Nuntium mitte ut populum tuum salvet!" (Oh god of all light, give me your glory! Send a messenger to save your people!) The blood flowed more rapidly in my hand, soaking my body. But I didn't care about all that. I have to hold on... I must! "Pandite portas mundi... Venite heroes... Portas Heroum!!!" (Open the gates of the world... Come heroes... Gate of Heroes!!!) Then the light came, shining very brightly, giving me a glimmer of hope. And there appeared a figure of a man in clothes like a blanket wrapped around his body. He was holding a sword in his hand. Hope... a hope has arrived!" This novel tells the story of Elena Fearis, a Priest (light mage), who uses forbidden magic to summon a hero from another world to save her village from the savage attacks of orges. The one she summons is Ryuji Honda, a samurai from the Edo period of Japan. How does the adventure of Elena Fearis and Ryuji Honda continue? This is my second light novel, blending fantasy, action, and romance. Hope u enjoy it!
Matakatra_Writer · 5.7K Views

Under the Demon's Onyx Shadow: Why Are Demon Lords Obsessed With Me?

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.
KerriahVoss · 18K Views

Whispered By The Stars

In the mystical realm of Tenebrous, where the sun dipped into the horizon and painted the sky with hues of crimson and gold, ancient beings and creatures of myth and legend dwelled, hidden from mortal eyes. Athena, a wise and fearless woman with unyielding ambition and a heart full of wonder, found herself bound to a man she despised. Yet, she couldn't resist the inexplicable pull he had over her, like a moth drawn to a flame. His piercing gaze, his chiseled features, and his formidable presence all seemed to whisper secrets in her ear, secrets that only she could hear. Killian, a man of unyielding discipline and meticulous planning, never intended to marry. His life was a masterpiece of control and precision, with every detail carefully orchestrated. But fate had other plans, and he found himself wedded to a woman he disliked. However, her presence stirred something within him, threatening to upend his carefully constructed life. The way she moved with grace, the way her eyes sparkled with mischief, and the way her smile could light up the darkest of rooms all seemed to awaken a part of him that he thought was long dead. As they navigated their tumultuous relationship, the air was charged with an almost palpable tension. It was as if the very fabric of their world was waiting with bated breath for the spark that would ignite a passion that would change everything. The trees seemed to lean in, as if listening to their whispers. The wind seemed to carry the whispers of their ancestors, urging them to surrender to their desires. In this world of magic and wonder, where the boundaries between reality and myth blurred, Athena and Killian found themselves bound by a force stronger than hate or duty. They were bound by a force that would stop at nothing to claim their hearts, a force that would change the course of their lives forever. ____________________________________________________ "We forge a love that conquers oceans, for our hearts were inscribed in stone, sealed by fate, and whispered by the stars."
Ashlynlx · 5.3K Views

Sucked Into Mythology

So with my position on the bed, it meant that the book in my hand should be a notebook not a textbook. I dropped my phone and looked at my right . Low and behold! The tall and mysterious figure was sitting on my study chair and was looking at me the whole time . It uttered these words "hello mortal". I was startled and I was about to scream again. 'Don't let me knock you out again ,mortal'. When I heard these words,I knew I had to zip it and find a way to talk myself out of this situation. With my heart beating as a hunting mamma cheetah ,'who are you,no what are you' I asked. I am Thanatos. Mortal,your time has come. Come along now. What do you mean by my time has come? I am Thanatos,the god of death. The god of death? Wait ,so if you're here,does it mean that I am dead? Yes mortal,so you're coming on a journey with me to the underworld. There's no way that I'm dead. Anyways, Isn't Lord Hades,the god of the dead? Yes he is. Then why are you here? As my name suggests, I'm the god of death. Think of it this way, Hades controls the Underworld while I, Thanatos fills it with the dead,like you. Shouldn't a grimm reaper be here instead of you ? Yes,there should have but Hades said I've been lazing around for far too long and handed me this task. You're the first human I'm escorting personally to the other world so consider yourself lucky. I'm sorry Mr Thanatos, however I still don't believe that I'm dead. How else could I have used my phone and felt my blanket? Come with me. To where? To your bathroom and don't call me Mr. You can call me lord Thanatos or prince Thanatos 'Thanatos said'. As we entered the bathroom,I saw my body lying there unconscious.
Ultimate_knowledge · 263 Views

A Dangerous Obsession

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.
Donna_Sheldon · 42.5K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 1.6K Views

Global Ice Age Survival: Starting with SSS+ ranked Talent

Lan Sol was a beta tester for an open-world survival strategy game called *Global Ice Age Survival*. The game had only released its beta version over the years, with no sign of a public release anytime soon. The premise of the game was simple: Upgrade the campfire—the most crucial source of warmth and the heart of the territory—build various structures, recruit workers, and survive in the frozen world. Sounds boring? Not quite. The game featured monsters, magic, dungeons, and numerous kingdoms scattered across multiple continents. Players could ally with kingdoms, conquer them, or even dominate the entire world. The ultimate goal? Transform a medieval-themed kingdom into a modern, automated one. The game was difficult but oddly satisfying. Lan Sol had finally achieved a 100% completion rate. He eagerly awaited the official release, excited to conquer the game once more. But when he woke up the next day, he found himself in a snowy wasteland. A cold wind howled as the world around him lay blanketed in white. It was so cold that it felt as though the sun no longer existed. It didn’t take long for him to realize he had been transported into the very game he had played for over a year. And he wasn’t alone—every individual on Earth had been transported to this icy world. Waking up next to a campfire, Lan Sol began his journey by upgrading it, knowing it was the first step to survival. Before long, he discovered he had received an exclusive reward: an SSS+ ranked talent.
Magic_is_Cool · 31K Views

Beastlord Supreme

The Beastlord’s Second Chance Ethan Cross was a legend, a walking nightmare for his enemies, and a self-proclaimed genius of beast taming. By the end of his deeply exhausting career, he’d tamed creatures so powerful that kings avoided making eye contact with him out of fear of being accidentally mauled. His crowning achievement? Defeating the World Devourer, a cosmic garbage disposal capable of eating planets, magic, and your will to live. He sealed it away, saved the world, and heroically died in the process. Or so he thought. Instead of eternal rest or even a pat on the back from the gods, Ethan wakes up in his old, eighteen-year-old body. No wealth, no legendary beasts, and no dignity. Just a moth-eaten shirt, a pair of pants that could sand wood, and Scruff. A pigeon masquerading as a Wind Falcon with the coordination of a drunk squirrel. Turns out, starting over is worse the second time around. The world still revolves around beast taming: kingdoms are built on creature power, social hierarchies are determined by the strength of your companions, and everyone pretends they know what they’re doing. Ethan knows better. He lived through this circus once, and he’s determined to rewrite the script this time. The plan is to gather the most powerful beasts early, stop the rise of future disasters, and definitely avoid the whole “die heroically while saving everyone” thing. The problem? Valeria Drake, an insufferable prodigy with a Dire Wolf and a superiority complex, is still around to ruin his day. Oh, and the World Devourer might not be as sealed as he thought. Armed with an unhealthy amount of sarcasm, and the overwhelming desire to avoid his past mistakes, Ethan is ready to claw his way back to the top. Maybe. Assuming he doesn’t trip over his own hubris or get mauled by something embarrassing like a feral raccoon. Because the world isn’t going to save itself, and this time, Ethan would really like some applause when he’s done, or simply at least a decent pair of pants.
Chill_Capybara · 5K Views

Netori King: I Will NTR Everyone!

Warning: Sexual Content, Milfs, Netori, lemons, and, stealing other's wifes, fiances and, more. Note:- Insane Milfs sex, Netori and, lemons will appear from chapter number 90... literally, there will many so hang on if you can... (As the author of this book, I hope, you enjoy from your heart and, also dick and, I also hope you be ready with one hand, in lemon scenes.) ... Michael Johnson, a 22-year-young man, finds himself in a confusing situation after witnessing a violent murder at a mall. Pursued by the murderer, Michael steps in and gets caught up in a dangerous confrontation. Amidst the chaos, Michael goes through a strange series of events, leading to his apparent death. However, Michael wakes up in a strange place, naked and confused. Unsure of where he is, he sets out to explore, navigating a maze of hedges and his surroundings while grappling with big questions about life. Along the way, he encounters strange things. ... [Ding, a suitable candidate has been chosen! Awakening the "Lust System"] [Ding, congratulations host! You have successfully activated the Lust System!] "Huh? A Lust system? Is it... like those novels where the main character reincarnates and gets a system." [Ding, Congratulations host! you have awakened one of the rarest title "Lust King"] "A tittle?" [The first quest is loading!] "Hmm, Lust System, Lust King... Then, it might function like those... erotic systems I've read about in erotic novels?" [Congratulations, Host, on embarking on your first quest in this world!] New Quest: [Explore the Strange Land] "It must be, but... Why is the quest about exploring and not about Ero-things..." [Ding, Host, the quest was given this way because of your current surroundings and also because there aren't any girls in the area right now!] "So, what would've been my first task if I were in a populated area?" [Ding, Host, under normal conditions, your first task might have been "Touch those jiggly butts of that Milf with both hands or masturbate in front of that slut!"] "These quests are risky but satisfying. System, can you give me any more riskier quests than this?" [Ok, Host!] [1st Quest:- NTR that Moth*rf*cker!] [2nd Quest:- Cuckold your Assistant's Boyfriend!] [3rd Quest:- Netori your enemy by having sex with his Wife/Lover/Girlfriend!] [4th Quest:- F*ck that girl in front of her boyfriend!] "Oh my God, are you serious, System?" ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!
Pervert_Human · 1.3M Views

The Fairy Dragon Maiden: My Wife Is Out For Vengeance Yet She Is Sweet

In the world where magic reigns supreme, a young girl named Akira was once on the brink of death, left to suffer at the hands of those who sought to destroy her. But fate had other plans, and Akira was given a second chance. She awoke to find herself with child, the father unknown to her. The mysterious circumstances surrounding her pregnancy only added to the enigma that was Akira. Seven years have passed, and Akira is no longer the same fragile, helpless girl she once was. She has transformed into a being of breathtaking beauty, with a heart as cold as ice and a spirit as fierce as a dragon. Her eyes, once dull and lifeless, now shine like the brightest stars, illuminating the darkness around her. Akira's metamorphosis has made her a mystery to the world. She is a chameleon, able to blend into any situation, donning countless identities like a cloak. Her true self is hidden, even from those closest to her. But amidst the sea of faces, one truth remains constant - her unwavering devotion to her three precious triplets. As Akira navigates the complex web of magic and intrigue, she catches the eye of the Crown Prince of the powerful Empire Galaxy. He is a man rumored to be cruel, reckless, and ruthless, with a heart as cold as the darkest night. Yet, whispers of his gentle nature towards his six-year-old son have reached Akira's ears, piquing her interest. The Prince's gaze is drawn to Akira like a moth to flame, and he is determined to unravel the mystery that shrouds her. But as their paths converge, the threads of their past lives begin to surface, threatening to upend the very fabric of their reality. For in a world where magic is everything, the past and present are intertwined, and the secrets of Akira's past may hold the key to their very future. The whispers of past lives echo through the ages, hinting at a connection between Akira and the Prince that goes beyond mere coincidence. As they dance around each other, the stakes grow higher, and the question on everyone's lips becomes: what secrets lie hidden in the depths of Akira's mysterious past?
Gloria_Drinka_0209 · 3.7K Views

hate you or love you

[Warning: Mature Content] The next morning, Luna was lying on the edge of the bed without clothes. There were Benjamin's teeth marks on Luna's body. Then Luna opened her eyes and when she slowly tried to get up, she felt a sharp pain in her lower body. Luna was feeling so much pain in her body that she was unable to move. When Luna saw all her clothes on the floor and her condition, her eyes widened in surprise. Luna did not remember anything. What happened to her last night? She did not remember anything about what happened to her at the party last night?! Just then Benjamin comes out of the bathroom. Benjamin was wearing only a towel. And his six packs were visible. Fair complexion, deep blue eyes and handsome face! Benjamin was a big businessman! But his body was exactly like a hero. Luna used to work in Benjamin's company, but Luna had never seen Benjamin so closely before. Then seeing Luna, Benjamin comes to the mirror and fixes his hair, then signs a cheque of 10 crores and hands it over to Luna and says, "If you think this is not enough, ask for more." On hearing this from Benjamin, Luna angrily tears the cheque and throws it on Benjamin's face and says, "I don't want your money! Who do you think you are? If you are rich, can you force yourself on someone?" Luna covers herself with a blanket and goes to the bathroom. On hearing this from Luna, Benjamin's face smiles and Benjamin looks at the torn cheque and says, "Crazy girl!" After saying this, Benjamin takes out clothes from the wardrobe and gets ready by wearing a black 3-piece suit. After a while, Luna comes out of the bathroom wearing other clothes. Benjamin was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and looking at Luna. Luna looked at Benjamin once and tried to open the door to quickly get out of the room but she could not open the door, the door was closed and only Benjamin knew the password to open the door. Then Benjamin gets up from the sofa and comes to Luna and looking into her eyes says. "What is your name?" "I don't tell my name to strangers!" Luna said looking at Benjamin with disgust. Hearing this from Luna, Benjamin comes close to Luna's face and says. "Until you tell me your name, you cannot leave this room!" Hearing this from Benjamin, Luna turned her face to the other side and said. "Luna!" "Luna!" Benjamin said while holding Luna's waist and pulling her towards him. Seeing this, Luna started looking at Benjamin in surprise, then Benjamin opened the lock of the door. When Luna saw the door open, she immediately got away from Benjamin and went out of the room.
Lucia_9503 · 1.5K Views

The Author Is Speechless

The book he wrote wasn't some ordinary book, nor was he an ordinary person. He holds the ability to see the future unknowingly and writes it down as great stories.  Little did he know, he would wake up in a different body in a world where he finds out the characters in his book…A world of magic, swords and monsters.  'Wait, this isn't a world from my novel. It's a real world and the novel is just my prediction of some people just like the guardian said. So I will just enjoy the show as an audience and leave after the story ends. I have a whole new world to discover in front of me.' But what awaits him was something he could never imagine. In front of the world, in front of the whole universe, his assumption was just a grind of sand. The truth of the world made him rethink his life and the life he lived back in another world.  Viktor North, the author, finds himself in the middle of the whole universe where he was nothing but an extra later in his life as he kept living. An extra who was abandoned by his mother, his brother who was an elemental guardian and also a demigod, his race and the God.  'But I prefer to sleep than going against these unwanted people and unwanted problems. I want to sleep. I just want to shut my eyes and sleep under my warm blanket, probably forever if it's possible.' This is the story of an author, a grand magician, a guardian who somehow became a god and the only thing he could think of was sleep.  He is the definition of what a 'Shut-in' is. ... ... The cover is not mine so if someone have any prob. ..Ask me right away.. :p [ If you wish to contact me, DM on instagram -- @miami_rin ]
Matsuba_Kuroe · 1.6M Views

IRIS Mystery

In a world filled with different people. I'm one of the most different people you will ever see. I live with my uncle and his wife with their five kids. I got adopted into the family when i lost my parents in an accident that took their lives on the same day two years ago.as at then it was sixteen years birthday. They were actually coming to pick me up from highschool to take me out on my birthday but they died on their way, ever since then my life have been hell. Everyone sees me as a cursed child everyone just hates me. Today i turned eighteen years old. I've hated birthday since i lost my parents. Although today I'm a bit happy that I'm turning eighteen cause i now have the right to leave my uncles house. Since i woke up I've been staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do on this day a then i heard a voice "make a wish" i just obeyed and closed my eyes " I wish to have something that no one has and can ever have something beyond imagination, something mysterious, extraordinary and magical. I wish for love " After i made this wish i felt an adrenaline rush through me giving me chills and goosebumps all over my body. I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Although i felt this sharp pain on my back which i quickly ignored, i took off my clothes and stepped inside the bathroom. I adjusted the water temperature to how i like it and i turned it on while humming a song. The first splash on my body was so refreshing. I let my hair down and as the waters flowed down my body cooling every nerve in my bones. But then all of a sudden i felt this sharp pain that made me scream and fell to the ground and then i saw something like feathers wrapped around me. It all felt like an illusion. I felt the pain quickly subside and i gradually stood up. What seemed like feathers was actually attached to back. I looked through my left shoulder and saw wings on my back. I doubted it and went to front of my bathroom mirror and to my greatest surprise there was wings directly coming out from my skin it had colour like flames a mixture of red and gold. My hair which was normally shoulder length blonde was now long down to my waist and was now red with gold edges. My eyes were literally flaming it was sparkling. I held my mouth from screaming this is theoretically impossible. I heard when my door burst open and i was naked in my bathroom confused. All of a sudden the wings and hair everything changed back to normal. It was no one else that barged into my room but toby, one of my cousin's. I quickly dragged a towel and hid by my bathroom door but he already saw me. Toby is one of the people i dislike because he has always wanted to have his way with my body this has gotten me really scared of being home alone. I caught a sinister smile on his face and he went back and locked my door and placed the keys in his pocket. I ran out from the bathroom and hid by my bed wrapping myself with my blanket "i never knew today will be my lucky day " as he spoke he walked towards me. "Who would have thought that i and oris would be the only ones at home today" upon hearing this i shivered " i like what i just saw ".He licked his lips "please toby don't hurt me " i could hear my heart racing and my eyes were watery "i really don't care if i do" the more he got closer i shifted backwards until i reached the wall and no where to run to i burst into tears pleading with him not to hurt me but he gave deaf ears, he dragged the blanket away from me and threw me on the bed. I was fighting to run away but he climbed on me and tried forcing me to kiss him and i bit him " you bitch" he punched me on the face and i could taste something thick i guessed it was blood "you are gonna pay" the next moment he was kicking off his pant. I kept on fighting and kicking but it couldn't do anything on his frame instead it angered and he smacked my cheeks and punched me several times until i got weak but i still struggled. Gradually
Mystery_Fire · 1.4K Views

Hyperborea

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."
EBS · 1.7K Views

FADED EMOTIONS

He stood there silently, looking down at the wounds on his chest, but when he turned to stare at her, he had a smile on his face. She smiled in return when she saw the brilliant smile on his face, the same smile that had drawn her to him like a moth to the fire, even when her instincts screamed 'danger'. "It's finally come to an end," she thought. But her eyes widened immediately when she saw his body. Tears burst forth like a small stream as she ran to him. "No! Win!" She couldn't stop crying when she saw how he seemed to be on death's doorstep. "I'll take you to the hospital right now!" He shook his head when he heard her say those words. "No hospital. Right now, you are my hospital. I want to take in this beautiful sight that is you, nothing else should come first now, got it?" She nodded her head frantically like it'd bring him out of death's doorway. "Why?" She asked with a heavy heart. "I asked someone that question before, and I was left heartbroken some more seconds after that person gave me a reply," He said with a smile. He raised his hand to feel her face and a small smile of satisfaction appeared on his face. "I'm quite happy, my dear plum blossom, and sad at the same time. I'm happy because I didn't lose you this time, and sad because you might be all alone... because of my selfishness. This time, I changed my fate... " His hands dropped, and his eyes lost their luster immediately, but the smile never receded, they remained on his face. The smile on her face vanished without a trace immediately. "No, Win! Don't do this to me, don't do this to me, Win!" ...................................... His name was Winston, but everyone called him Win as an abb. He looked cool and gentle and easygoing, but only Melody knew that it was just a front. She would fight hard to uncover his deepest secrets, even at the cost of fallen in love, with him.
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