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Juniper Hill

RIFT WORLD : THE SURVIVAL GAME

Do you know the Genius Syndrome?* It’s that moment — that abyssal void — when someone has conquered everything in their field. When no challenge remains worthy of them. When the mountain they once dreamed of climbing… turns out to be just a simple hill. It’s not loneliness they fear. It’s not failure. No. The true fear of a genius is boredom. We follow the story of Ken Jinheon, a gifted teenager nicknamed the Demon King by his classmates. He has conquered it all: competitions, martial arts, recognition… but nothing stimulates him anymore. Born into a world that moves too slowly, he feels boredom as a death sentence. For him, not being challenged is like dying slowly. Trapped in an elitist system that values only performance, he becomes cold, distant, misunderstood. He dreams of a world where he could finally unleash himself fully. Everything changes during a school trip. A strange accident transports him — along with his class and thousands of others from all over — to a plain beneath a blood-red moon. They are greeted by two mysterious entities, sacred and demonic, with terrifying and immense powers: yes, maybe it’s predictable, but they’ve been summoned to another world — the Rift World. A cruel world, where the law of the strongest rules. Where every myth becomes reality. Where a single mistake means death. Ken doesn’t panic. He smiles. Because to him, this isn’t a nightmare. It is, at last… the world he’s been waiting for. And what if… Ken had finally found the place he was looking for — the world he’s always desired — where he could go all out? From that moment on LET THE SURVIVAL GAME BEGIN! --- [Author’s Note: This story and all its characters belong entirely to me. No plagiarism — or legal action will follow.] If you like the story, don’t be stingy — drop a comment, a vote, and most importantly, throw those power stones! If you want to support me and follow the evolution of this story, here’s my Discord: https://discord.gg/uDa4Ybcr
Hakerman_Draken · 1.5K Views

Earth's Hidden Sovereign

When Gu Jun was twelve, he inscribed an ancient epitaph on a forgotten gravestone atop Temple Hill — in a language no one on Earth should know. Now eighteen, Gu Jun is preparing to begin his university life in Tianhai. To everyone around him, he’s just a quiet, unremarkable student. But beneath that façade lies a cosmic legacy — the inheritance of Emperor Qin, the last sovereign of our Universe, the Wild Universe. Earth, long sealed from the higher realms, is no longer safe. Ancient enemies stir beyond the veil of stars. Forbidden truths bleed into the world of mortals. The coming war won't just be fought with armies — it will be waged in silence, in shadows, and in secret. To protect Earth and the Universe, Gu Jun must build what the world must never know: a hidden empire. Trained in cultivation. Forged in secrecy. Bound by destiny. And as the final battle looms, warriors must rise from the dark — or all of creation may fall. Author's Note: I’ve been a long-time fan of legendary writers like Er Gen, I Eat Tomatoes, and Mao Ni—their stories have inspired me for over a decade. In my own writing, I aim to follow in their footsteps. Don’t expect the protagonist to slaughter rivers of enemies in the first chapter. This isn’t a story built on cheap thrills. Instead, I focus on building a solid foundation—establishing the world, characters, and deeper plots. Once that’s in place, expect action, intrigue, betrayal, and tragedy to unfold. This is my first novel, and I’m still learning, especially when it comes to character dialogue—but I’m improving with every chapter. If you enjoy medium-paced stories with long-term scheming and a bigger picture, I invite you to follow this journey. Happy reading, and thank you for your support!
0_DARK_CROW · 7K Views

Of Flames and Gold

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] In a world where mythical beings have fallen into an "eternal slumber," a thriving underground market exploits the stolen essence of these dormant creatures. At its epicenter are dragons—majestic beings desired for their scales, organs, and prized eggs. The most coveted treasure of all is a dragon's name, a key that holds the power to control its very existence. Dragon Lord, guardian of a clutch of dormant eggs, lives in isolation atop a hill, surrounded by a forest that veils his castle. He bears the scars of past betrayals, having been deceived by those who feigned love to steal his treasures or claim his head as a bounty. Jaded and cold, he trusts no one, living a solitary existence. However, his solitude is shattered when a woman unwittingly stumbles into his life. Yara finds herself in Dragon Lord's treasured den amidst a battle between the dragon and thieves. In a twist of fate, she mistakenly bonds with the dormant eggs, breathing life into them. Reluctantly, Dragon Lord allows Yara into his world, and their journey unfolds amid the looming threat of underground organizations seeking to exploit the dragons for profit. As the eggs come to life, so does an unexpected connection between Dragon Lord and Yara. Despite his cold and jaded exterior, he finds himself unable to ignore her presence. Yara, too, cannot deny the pull she feels towards him, and emotions begin to burn beneath the surface. Together, they must navigate the challenges of waiting for the eggs to hatch, fend off those who seek to exploit the dragon and its offspring, and confront the secrets that Yara harbors—a revelation that could destroy everything. In this tale of flames and gold, two scarred souls in a world where trust is a rare and precious commodity must confront the ghosts of their pasts. They navigate the dangerous currents of love and deception, protecting unborn dragons from a world hungry for their magic. Will their bond withstand the trials ahead, or will the flames of betrayal engulf them in the end? A/N: It starts out SLOW, because I tend to get lost in the pages and be descriptive but once it gets to the action, it really picks up! Looking forward to growing with you all on this journey!!!
QuillMistress · 423.6K Views

Blood and Borders

In the blood-soaked shadow of Partition, two nations went to war—and never stopped fighting.** PART I: KASHMIR’S BLOODY DAWN (1947–1948) As the British Empire collapses, India and Pakistan are born in a frenzy of communal slaughter. Trains packed with massacred refugees crisscross Punjab, while in Lahore, **Jawaharlal Nehru** and **Muhammad Ali Jinnah** duel over Kashmir’s fate. When tribal raiders storm Srinagar, the Hindu Maharaja signs away his kingdom to India in exchange for salvation. But Pakistan strikes back—capturing Skardu Fort in a brutal siege and igniting the first war over the Himalayas. Amidst the chaos, a young Sikh farmer, **Kartar Singh**, loses his family to a Muslim mob and joins the Indian Army, vowing revenge. As the UN draws ceasefire lines, Kashmir lies divided, and the seeds of eternal hatred are sown. PART II: CLASH OF TITANS (1965) Eighteen years later, Pakistan launches *Operation Gibraltar*, infiltrating Kashmir to spark rebellion. When India retaliates, full-scale war erupts. In the skies, PAF legend **MM Alam** destroys five Indian jets in 30 seconds—an unmatched feat—while **Squadron Leader Sarfaraz Rafiqui** leads a suicidal raid on Halwara airbase. With guns jammed, Rafiqui stays airborne as a decoy so wingmen **Cecil Chaudhry** and **Younus Hussain** can escape, sacrificing himself to Indian flak. On the ground, **Major Raja Aziz Bhatti** defends Lahore’s BRB Canal for 120 hours without sleep, falling to a sniper’s bullet. As tanks burn at Chawinda and navies clash off Dwarka, both nations claim victory—but the Tashkent Agreement leaves Kashmir still bleeding. PART III: BIRTH OF BANGLADESH (1971) East Pakistan explodes in revolt. After Pakistan’s *Operation Searchlight* massacres Bengalis in Dhaka, India trains the *Mukti Bahini* guerrillas. At sea, Pakistan’s submarine *PNS Ghazi* mysteriously sinks on its own mines while hunting the INS Vikrant, and *PNS Hangor* avenges it by torpedoing the Indian frigate *INS Khukri*. In the skies, trainee pilot **Rashid Minhas** thwarts a hijack by Bengali defector Matiur Rahman, crashing his T-33 rather than let it reach India—earning Pakistan’s only air force Nishan-e-Haider. On the western front, 120 Indian soldiers hold off 3,000 Pakistanis at Longewala using jeep-mounted guns. When Dhaka falls, 93,000 Pakistani POWs surrender—humiliating a nation and birthing Bangladesh. PART IV: FROZEN CONFLICTS (1984–1999) In the icy hell of Siachen Glacier, India seizes the world’s highest battlefield by stealth. Soldiers freeze solid in their bunkers as Pakistan fuels insurgency in Kashmir. After Indira Gandhi is assassinated by her Sikh bodyguards and her son Rajiv falls to a Tamil bomb, nuclear tests in 1998 push the rivals to the brink. Then, in 1999, Pakistan infiltrates troops disguised as militants into Kargil’s peaks. **Captain Karnal Sher Khan**, the “Tiger of Tiger Hill,” decimates Indian assaults until an artillery shell tears him apart. **Lalak Jan**, a Pakistani soldier, fights alone for 24 hours with a machine gun, killing 12 Gurkhas before succumbing. When India storms Tiger Hill at point-blank range and the U.S. forces Pakistan’s retreat, soldiers are abandoned on the mountains—their bodies rotting in no-man’s-land. As General Musharraf seizes power in Islamabad, the war ends unresolved, leaving behind frozen graves and a question: *Will the next war go nuclear?*
Emad_Sadiq · 14.5K Views

The Dragon of Dreams

IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: This novel is being rewritten. Later chapters have a much higher level of quality, but the beginning is pretty rough. Feel free to join the discord if you wish to ask active readers about anything! Synopsis: This is the story of a young man who was reincarnated as a dragon with a near-insatiable curiosity. Initially sparked by questioning his own reincarnation, he quickly gets lost in the endless world of magic, using his deep understanding of advanced sciences to learn the laws and properties of a new type of energy known as mana. However, soon enough, the table would flip, and he would begin using that very same energy to expand his knowledge of science, to the point that he would begin questioning his own understanding of the world. Although not his original intention, with the combination of his intelligence, expanding curiosity, and the 'miracles' that occurred to allow for his existence, he quickly found himself climbing the mountain of strength as if it were a small hill before eventually climbing to a point where it seemed as if he himself was the peak itself. Even if.. that was never the case... - There is mild gore, and profanity is 'censored' toward the beginning, but not later in the story. - Tags: Action, Discovery, Adventure, Fantasy, Sci-fi Sub Tags: Reincarnation, Magic, Non-Human Lead, (Extremely) OP Protagonist, Mystery - New Chapter twice a week, on Monday and Wednesday at 1:30 PM EST! (Unless Stated Otherwise, join the Discord for updates) - Uploads not on Webnovel, Royal Road, Wattpad, or Scribblehub are ILLEGAL - Community Discord Server: https://discord.gg/Dv7G5bQD4v Account must be at least 3 days old. Note: This novel takes place in the same universe as my other novel, TSH (The System's Harvester) on RR and SH
Commander_843 · 1.8M Views

Collateral Flux

Blaze of Glory A fart-propelled sniper. A time-traveling scientist with a broken hand. A sentient custard blob humming Glenn Miller. Together, they will accidentally break time, punch a god, and save existence from being edited into a bland Wikipedia entry. It starts on D-Day, 1944. Dr. Juniper Flux, a future-born, sarcasm-loaded chronologist with a glitchy time machine and a chroniton-infected arm, crash-lands smack into World War II. She’s supposed to observe quietly. Instead, she teams up with Hank Rigby — a flatulent sniper-poet with Dragonbone scars, a tragic past, and exactly zero impulse control. Together, they dodge Nazis, awaken a sentient custard blob named Yoggy, and ruin the multiverse's carefully curated silence. History gets rewritten. Gods get angry. One explodes from emotional oversaturation. Fifteen years later, the universe is broken. Entire timelines are being "shushed" by Reapers — cosmic librarians with giant scissors who hate jazz, love order, and really want everyone to just be quiet forever. Enter: the Custard Rebellion. Now, armed with a memory-firing revolver, a jazz-powered war mech, timeline tacos, and the collective trauma of an exploded pantheon, Juni, Hank, Kaelen Thorn (the last god of noise), and Yoggy must sing, scream, fart, and fight their way to the heart of the Greater — a being trying to delete every spark of emotion from reality. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s glorious. And it smells faintly of burned tortillas and cosmic regret. [five star] “Finally, a book that combines time travel, emotional damage, jazz warfare, sentient desserts, and fart-based heroics. I laughed, I cried, I loudly declared war on the Reapers using only a kazoo. If you don’t read this, you hate fun.” Deadpool (Probably)
Ranjit_Singh_6096 · 7.6K Views

At the Edge of the Abyss

The continent of Terrazir is etched upon an endless sea, a land of hills that roll like waves, mountains that scrape the sky, and prairies that seem to stretch on forever. Here, the history of clans and kingdoms has been written with the blood of the innocent and the lament of the victors. Right at its heart, Zhailon rises, a kingdom of imposing walls and the home from which, it is said, the mightiest warriors are born. For many, to belong to Zhailon is a herald of power and ambition. For young Aiden, however, it was once simply his world, the place where his future as a distinguished student at the Eilhart Academy was just beginning to blossom. But one fateful night, everything changed. In a single, tragic confrontation, the world Aiden knew shattered into pieces. Condemned, his Svalthren blood a shadow that weighed heavier than any trial, he was cast into the desolate silence of the Hollow Bastion. Fifteen years passed there, and with them, hope vanished almost entirely. It was then, with the coronation of a new king, Veilon Thalmyr, that an unexpected order twisted his fate once more. Aiden was pulled from the darkness, not to find the freedom he longed for, but to be placed in the service of the King's new elite forces, under the gaze and command of the dangerous Angellon Norvel. Now, back in a world that recognizes him only as the ghost of a crime, Aiden finds himself on a path fraught with peril. Bound by a duty he did not choose, to a king he distrusts and a commander whose true motives are a mystery, the echoes of his past cry out for vengeance. But the future, uncertain and menacing, seems to demand that he become someone entirely different. Will Aiden allow himself to be consumed by the bitterness of all that was taken from him? Or can he find, amidst the rubble of his former life, the strength to face what comes, and perhaps, just perhaps, forge a new path? His journey unfolds... At the Edge of the Abyss.
Ren_GV · 12.2K Views

Wizard: The Emperor of Magic.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.
Alex_kingstone · 8.1K Views

His Favorite Poison: till death make us worse

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags
Black_3812 · 4K Views

Blackvale - Season One: The Town That Shouldn't Exist

Blackvale: Season One - The Town That Shouldn't Exist A chilling supernatural horror series - Season One of ten. Atmospheric, gripping, and terrifyingly addictive. Welcome to Blackvale. A forgotten town cloaked in fog. No cell towers. No maps. No way out. A place that doesn't show up on GPS-and probably shouldn't. Seventeen-year-old Eleanor "Ellie" Hartley thought she was escaping the past when she and her mother moved to Blackvale. But something about the town feels off from the moment they arrive. The people act too polite. The streets seem too quiet. And there's an old bell on school grounds that everyone insists hasn't rung in years... even though Ellie hears it on her first night there. The fog here doesn't just swallow sound and sight-it plays tricks on memory. People vanish. Time stutters. And things that shouldn't exist begin to surface-like names etched into trees that disappear when you blink... or a diary belonging to a girl no one remembers. Season One: The Town That Shouldn't Exist is the first entry in a ten-season supernatural horror epic set in the eerie, twisted town of Blackvale-a place where nothing is what it seems, and no one who arrives is ever truly new. Blending slow-burn horror, emotional mystery, and bone-deep atmosphere, Blackvale will pull readers into a fog-laced nightmare full of vanishing memories, haunted houses, impossible truths, and a darkness that watches you when you're alone. Every answer leads to more terrifying questions. Every smile hides a deeper secret. And every chapter brings Ellie closer to a truth she was never meant to find. Welcome to Blackvale. We've been expecting you. Perfect for fans of Stranger Things, The Haunting of Hill House, Welcome to Night Vale, and Silent Hill. Season One is a full, complete 10-chapter story arc-part of a larger, horrifying journey that unfolds season by season. Read if you dare. But remember: In Blackvale, no one is ever really new. And no one ever truly leaves.
TheSacredKingdom · 2K Views
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