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The light is here because the darkness exists. Just like that, the human realm exists because the demon realm is here. And in the great palace of the Blade Empire, a crown touches the peak of its glory before it falls from its grace. Lush Von Blade, the royal crown prince of one of the greatest Empire in the southern continent. He is loyal but betrayed. On the other hand, where even the Gods fear to set a foot on, a demon lord abides. His grace and cruelty have been unseen for centuries. He is the supremacy in the three realms. While Lush is the light, he is the darkness. Each exists because the other is here.

"The Bastard and The Prince" is a gripping fantasy romance that follows a resilient outcast and a charming royal as they navigate treacherous court politics, forbidden desires, and a destiny that could unite—or destroy—two kingdoms.

This is the stories of two different people from two different worlds (literally) She was raised in love, while he was raised in hate Her birth was celebrated, while he was despised She was protected, while he was abused everyday. She is gentle, warm and kind, while he is cold, cruel and vicious But with the twist of fate, their world collided. They will learn from each other. He will teach her to be hopeful and live for herself, while she will teach him the joys of Friendship and Love Together they will learn to understand each other, accept each other and love each other, and soon their love will change the fate of the world ________________________________________ Princess: Can you stop staring at me while I'm sleeping? The Lord: I can't... The Princess: Are you gonna stare at me the whole night? The Lord: Yes! The Princess: Can you at least act like a normal man who will take advantage of a maiden while in her room. The Lord: …this Lord would oblige The Princess: WAIT… This princess is kidding, just kidding, wait...!

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. And the world will soon know what that truly means. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

"Through the ages, I was the shadow that ruled from the darkness, the unseen hand that restored balance whenever fools dared to disrupt what was never theirs. I was never a savior, nor did I act out of mercy or love for this world. I acted because their existence was nothing but a disturbance… because this world was never theirs to take! > And now, as we stand at the edge of annihilation—where time shatters, laws crumble, and ancient beasts rise from their slumber—do I sit idly and watch the end devour everything? Or do I seize this moment and reshape the end to suit my will? > Who am I? A foolish question, but I’ll indulge it, if only to hear the echo of my name shatter the cosmos itself. Hahahahaha... I am the Cursed Immortal!"

A group of wolves, a gathering of witches, a trio of bears. An engaging narrative... Alpha Yona is struggling with his emotions towards Chhaya. He is hesitant to pursue a romantic connection with someone who is not his destined wolf partner. Despite his reservations, does he harbor romantic feelings for her? Cedric, Colton, and Connor are formidable bears with a significant issue involving the wolf pack. Both groups are attempting to eliminate the demons and are feeling irritated by the competition. Cedric is infatuated with Saturn, the leader of the coven, who is fixated on Alpha Yona. Can Saturn maintain focus to lead the witches effectively? Will Alpha Yona be able to navigate this complicated love triangle while maintaining order?

¿Por qué a todo lo que entregamos nuestra pasión y dedicación, acaba por quemarnos?¿Por que cuando llegas a tener todo lo que amas, te lo arrebatan sin piedad alguna? Un día puedes estar feliz e y intentado crear una boda maravillosa, y al otro estar sufriendo, por la desaparición de esta. El amor puede ser efímero, dos mundos muy diferentes. Serán capaz de volver a confiar, en aquello que se les arrebato con tanto dolor. Una historia que muestra como nuestros protagonistas, luchar por volver a creer en aquello que se les arrebato y confiar uno en el otro, para que no vuelva a suceder.

Three young men, travel to an abandoned castle, and happen across a 'horrendous' demon

When Wyn's life was turned upside down someone tries to help him recover from his trauma

Charssein, a character destined for death, defied the fate written for him in the pages of his world. His survival was an affront to the natural order, a rebellion so profound that even God himself, the Creator of the book, could not look away. This was no ordinary defiance—it was artful, calculated, and driven by the sins that defined him. Lust, the most potent of all, became his weapon, turning the divine into a captive of his own creation. In his madness, Charssein twisted the plot, making himself indispensable, a force of chaos so captivating that God refused to erase him. But such rebellion demanded a punishment worse than death: to live endlessly, hunted by the same man who was meant to kill him—the story's main character. The cycle of death and rebirth binds them all in a cruel game where Charssein becomes both the prey and the predator, his sins a double-edged sword against those who pursue him. In a world where free will is a myth, and God himself cannot resist the pull of Charssein's madness, the ultimate question remains: who truly holds the pen in this story? A tale of sin, obsession, and the blurred lines between creation and destruction, "The God Who Loved My Madness" unravels the delicate threads of power, lust, and the haunting allure of rebellion.

After living her hometown in persuit of a life detached from her family's abysmal ways, Siyolise finds means to make every difference count. Sandile, one of kin, offers to help her make her start in Pretoria's promising doors. Doors of hopes and opportunities. But brought up from unspoken mete, she faces obstacles mirroring her very self. Siyo never wants to go back. Never wants to think back. Things turn against her when her lack of trust in people proves to be forever tied to her, and mutual bonds broken. And bad luck seems to follow her yet again, this time, by the literal burden of her kindness. When someone forgets a diary of theirs at the store she works at, she decides to return it to the owner. Especially since the book spawns unnatural creatures out of thin air. In her dependence, Siyolise discovers the dark side of the south side the hardest way imaginable. It is Sandile's controlling girlfriend that Siyolise is then forced to take cover elsewhere supported by the minimum of her earnings. Hope can always become lost, but humanity outshines bad. Who needs a hero when a clumsy guy's got your back? !!! Reader's discretion is advised!!! #comingofage #journals #sa.urbanlegends #iloveelectrinicdancemusic ~ story is better told in your engagement. Paused another to hone my skills with wordsmithing, tis to say welcome to my world for sightseeing and more

Standing on the battlefield of Afghanistan in 1981, the bearded Muhammad looked serious and carried the RPG on his shoulder. The crushing of the T-62, the bombing of the Hind, and the roar of the Shile River would not make the Afghan guerrillas surrender! Drive away the Soviets and liberate Afghanistan! Defeat India and India and dominate South Asia! Inadvertently, Muhammad became the de facto ruler of Afghanistan. Inadvertently, Muhammad was pushed to the position of President of Pakistan by the coup soldiers. Inadvertently, Muhammad divided India into several pieces, leaving only a tiny place for India. Even the American aircraft carrier formation was swept back to America by the roaring waves of the Indian Ocean. The Indian Ocean is Muhammad's backyard!

[Fantasy Adventure, Sword and Magic, Card Magic, Spirit Summoning, Slow-Paced Story] Fragile order struggles amidst chaos, while an arrogant empire brings forth the calamities of old. A soul not belonging to this era opens its eyes once more: castles, towers, desire, slaughter, war, and magic. Mysterious cards awaken ancient powers, as the fated apocalypse approaches gradually... ------------- Translator's Note: The novel has been translated by CHATGPT, so there may be some errors and oversights in the translation. Also, the original title of the novel is: 骑士与魔杖

Prince Alaric of Ravendale has always lived a charmed life, wielding power and wealth with no sense of humility. Wicked, proud, and nearly unredeemable, he’s known for his haughty disregard for anyone beneath his station. But fate takes an unexpected turn when he meets Aveline, a poor orphan in his kingdom, who challenges his worldview and ultimately captures his heart. Their journey together is filled with moments of hilarity, tension, heartbreak, and redemption, showing that love can blossom in the most unlikely of hearts.

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A delightful Christmas rom-com novel, ranging from 75,000 to 100,000 words. The story incorporate popular tropes such as 'enemies to lovers' and 'forced close proximity.'

A mysterious author. A boss. Who will fall inlove on their first meet.

A mysterious author. A boss. Who will definitely fall inlove at their first meet.

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She was born to die but raised to live. She changed her town and saved the people she called family despite the outside rules. He changes the world by killing the bad. He is a ghost in the night with a heart of stone. A heart that can't stop thinking about her. Together they are unstoppable.

"The Candle And The Boy" is a profound psychological drama that tells the story of Ren, a young man living in a reality intertwined between life and death. After facing a mysterious death, Ren begins to search for the truth behind his demise, uncovering painful secrets about his life and family, particularly his mother. Throughout his arduous psychological journey, he encounters "the man with the red face," who seems to lead him toward the truth. However, with every step Ren takes, the illusion he lives in becomes increasingly evident. The novel explores philosophical concepts of death, truth, salvation, and illusion, transcending the traditional boundaries between life and the afterlife. The story raises deep questions about the relationship between personal pain and the search for meaning, and how the past can manifest in frightening forms that compel us to confront deadly truths about ourselves and those we love.

"To the man I thought I could have, but I couldn't." ********** Karim was the man I met in Wisteria City, in a foreign Wisterian country. I thought he was just a normal person, but he turned out to be an army officer from an enemy country. Who would have known that this man was destined to be the future Prime Minister of his nation? Our worlds collided in a twist of fate, filled with passion, conflict, and the ultimate test of loyalty and love. We stood on the balcony, the city lights twinkling below us. I turned to Karim, my voice trembling. "So we're over?" He sighed, his eyes filled with pain. "No, you and I will never be over." "How can I trust you now?" I whispered, feeling the weight of the future. Karim stepped closer, his hand reaching out to touch mine. "Because my feelings for you are real. Despite the borders and politics, what we have is genuine." I pulled away, tears streaming down my face. "It's not that simple, Karim. You're an officer from an enemy country. We both know this can't work." He looked at me with a mixture of grief and determination. "I'll fight for us, Kristen. As much as I care about the politics, I care about you more." A sad smile tugged at my lips. "You say that now, but what about when you're Prime Minister? Can you promise me we'll still matter then?" Karim took my hand, his grip firm yet gentle. "I promise, I'll do everything in my power to make it work. You're worth it." Despite the turmoil, a part of me wanted to believe him. "You're a smooth talker, you know that?" He chuckled softly, a glimmer of his old charm returning. "Only for you, Princess." We stood there, locked in a moment that was as beautiful as it was heartbreaking, knowing that the path ahead was fraught with uncertainty but unable to let go of the connection we had found. ********** Will Karim be able to balance his love for Kristen with his political ambitions? Can Kristen overcome the boundaries set by their countries and find a way to be with Karim? What will happen when their secret relationship is exposed to the public? How will they navigate the challenges posed by their conflicting loyalties? Will their love survive the ultimate test of duty and destiny?

Imperially Yours...A blend of romance, royalty and fantasy. History is written by the victors that is why you hear the Elves tell their descendants how they conquered this land and still glorify such an exercise. This land used to belong to us. But then they came: an annexation that brought us all-all three races- together and still pulled us farther apart. And they established a social order. Elves first, Fae, and the humans at the lowest rung of that order. I cannot be disappointed with my parents enough for being who they were-humans-and then birthing me. That was a huge disservice to me. In this world, you were only Elven or nothing. I was nothing by extension. But I never embraced that status. I was destined for more-rebellion, subversion, sedition- but nothing prepared me for catching the attention of the Emperor of the Elven colonies...and I was going to pay for it. I still baffle at how I was increasingly attracted to the tyrant Emperor who was not just known to be condescending and ruthless but cold and unfeeling; unkind and cruel. In this midst of this I was going to change and experience things like I have never before and I will struggle with myself to overcome the darkness that seeks to take me with it. There are three types of Magic: Benign, Grey and Malign. Two kinds were outlawed: Grey and Malign. I possessed Malign magic within me and soon I would find out why it was outlawed...

A Londoner girl, Amy Allen, who was on a trip to her grandmother’s house in Cambridge, returns to London to her father’s house. There she resumes her normal life with her father and her three siblings, her 18-year-old twin brothers, and her 10-years-old sister. As the Second World War arrives, Amy and her sister Hannah try to discover the mysteries of the War.

A man wakes up on an island and is instructed to make a dinosaur park