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Einar : The forsaken

Einar Stonbrol's life in modern times was a bleak one. A struggling alcoholic, he wandered aimlessly, void of purpose or direction. His days blended together in a haze of cheap liquor and broken dreams. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Reborn in a fantasy world, Einar finds himself in a realm where magic and mythical creatures reign supreme. At first, he's as lost as ever, but something within him stirs. Perhaps it's the thrill of battle, or the camaraderie of his newfound companions, but Einar begins to awaken to his new life. As he navigates this strange new world, Einar discovers that his past experiences – though marred by alcoholism – have granted him unexpected advantages. His tolerance for pain and hardship serves him well in the face of danger, and his sharp wit, once dulled by alcohol, now proves a valuable asset. Determined to make the most of his second chance, Einar sets out to become the strongest being in this realm. He faces formidable foes, forges unbreakable bonds with unlikely allies, and uncovers hidden secrets about his past and the world around him. The mantle of "The Forsaken" follows him, a reminder of his past life's struggles and his newfound purpose. Einar's journey is one of redemption, as he battles to overcome the demons of his past and forge a new destiny. Will he find a way to balance his ambition with the bonds of friendship and the greater good, or will the shadows of his former life consume him once more? In "Einar the Forsaken," the lines between legend and reality blur, and the fate of a world hangs in the balance. Join Einar on his epic quest to reclaim his life and forge a new legacy.
Marcxs · 1.8K Views

De Luca empire

The De Luca empire What would you do if you had both the power and wealth to make everyone who ever made you life miserable, unbearable and of course hell pay. Well that's what Clara De Luca had in all aspects, she was the only child of the De Luca family and also known to be the most powerful Mafia family, Clara did everything to attain the respect and power she had, but she was lonely at some point and she felt nothing, until she met Luna la rose the Little girl whose smile could make Clara feel warm inside even when she thought she was dead inside. But it's the Mafia she feared to bring Luna into such a world, but all that was the least of her problems for she just found out she has a brother a brother who didn't even know her. whose name is Salvatore Esposito but actually Salvatore De Luca. Salvatore on the other hand is not aware of this and he lives he's day to day life normal helping his sick mother who's diagnosed with cancer and a father he never knew, but that doesn't stop him, He would do anything in he is power to make his mother fine and make her happy. Everything was going well for him until he found his girlfriend cheating on him with his best friend and she broke up with him right there. "Sarah why did you do this" Salvatore said to Sarah while holding the pizza he came to deliver, to his best friend's house now finding his girlfriend with a towel on. "What do you mean why" Sarah said acting confused. "You are freaking poor and he's not, just fucking accept this, I was trying to send you the message but this is way better" Sarah said while holding Lukas the best friend of Salvatore. "Dude you we're my Fucking friend and you did this" Salvatore yelled in rage. "Dude first rule of being friends with me, never trust anyone not even me" Lukas said and shut the door right in Salvatore's face. Salvatore was left heart broken but that wasn't over he got a call his mother was admitted to the hospital and now in a critical state. "Doc, please tell me my mom can be saved at least" Salvatore said while begging the doctor. "We have told you already son, the money is urgent if not your mother dies" The Doctor said and left. Now Salvatore was left heart broken on what to do. First his girlfriend cheated on him with his best friend and now he's mother he's only family might die. "What I'm I gonna do now" Salvatore said while crunching down. "How about you get up and take your right full place at the De Luca empire" A woman said and Salvatore looked to see who it was. It was someone he had never seen before. "Hello Salvatore Esposito or should I say Salvatore De Luca, time to rule your empire" The woman said and Salvatore looked confused. "What's up big bro time to get to work" Clara De Luca said *10 years later* "Sir we are leading now, do you have your reasons for leaving Italy and coming to New York" Alexander asked. "Yes, I just have to meet some old friends" Salvatore said while holding his Liquor and looking by the side of his private jet. "Look out Lukas Wayne there's an old friend coming and Sarah you are not excluded everyone whoever hurt me, I'm back and I'm gonna show you the real side of a De Luca" Salvatore said in his mind and smiled. "I'm gonna enjoy my stay in New York" Salvatore said "And I'm going to enjoy hurting those who hurt my brother" Clara said smirking devilishly. "Clara who are gonna kill me if u keep up with ur thrust" Luna said almost put of breath. Clara paid no heed to Luna words and kept thrusting till Luna passed out. Luna fell asleep in Clara's arms and Clara smiled. "Only I can make u feel like the woman u deserve, and if anyone dares touches u I just have to get rid of them" Clara smiled in a sinister way, which made Luna get shivers. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE WORDS AND CONTENT GL AND BL INCLUDED MAFIA LOVE AND BLOODLUST ENJOY
Candymayhem777 · 5.3K Views

Reverend Insanity[English version]

"IMPORTANT NOTE" These are popular Chinese novels with titles adapted into English for easier recognition by global readers. I am not the original author or owner of these novels; I’m only offering an English name adaptation. If the original owners have any concerns or issues, please feel free to DM me. Enjoy these amazing stories that bring Chinese culture and storytelling to readers worldwide!" This clarifies your role and invites communication if any issues arise. Let me know if you'd like further adjustments ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Step into a world where classic Chinese novels meet modern readers with English-translated titles that capture the heart of each story. While preserving the essence of these beloved tales, we've crafted English names that are easy to recognize and remember, making it even easier for readers around the world to enjoy these cultural treasures. Immerse yourself in timeless adventures, legendary heroes, and mystical realms as these Chinese stories find new life with English names, welcoming a broader audience into the world of Chinese literature. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- With his Three Fundamental Views* unrighteous, the demon is reborn. An old dream in the ancient days, a new author with an identical name. An old story about a time traveler who was constantly being reborn. An eccentric world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. The Spring Autumn Cicada, Moonlight Gu, Liquor worm, Comprehensive Golden Light Worm, Fine Black Hair Gu, Hope Gu. . . . . . And a peerless great demon that freely acts to his heart’s content. Translator's Synopsis: A story of a villain, Fang Yuan who was reborn 500 years into the past with the Spring Autumn Cicada he painstakingly refined. With his profound wisdom, battle and life experiences, he seeks to overcome his foes with skill and wit! Ruthless and amoral, he has no need to hold back as he pursues his ultimate goals. In a world of cruelty where one cultivates using Gu - magical creatures of the world - Fang Yuan must rise up above all with his own power. -------------------------------- Gu is a legendary venomous insect, often used in black magic practices. It can take on the form of several insects, usually snakes, crickets, worms etc. * = one's world view, values of worth and philosophy on life
Lost_ONE · 708 Views

Secrets of the Lonely

So, this is a WIP. If you've read my other novels, this is something totally different. I realize I have quite a few novels in progress, but there's a reason for that down below. This will be Classroom of The Elite-esk, mostly games of like. cat and mouse. MC is going to be difficult to write, but I'll manage. Synopsis will be further down, but I have taken quite a few breaks from my various novels because I have been diagnosed with OSDD (Other Specified Dissociative Disorder). It's really similar to MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder, it's former terminology). This one is being written by a specific alter, and I apologize if the update schedules are hectic. My life has become as hectic as the update schedules are. (Cover isnt mine, I edited it slightly.) Anyways, Synopsis below: 'I've seen suffering, and these people haven't even witnessed what it truly is. The true face of suffering comes in the form of the ones you trust the most. It lurks underneath your shadows, in your past. Hiding beneath the surface, just waiting to enrapture you. None of these students see it. They don't understand it as I do. It's not as simple as they seem to think. A killer on the loose scares them, but the look of disdain their parents give them after every failed test doesn't even phase them. Really, they should all be worried about what goes on behind closed doors. Aruna's father is a cheater, lying and gambling his way to fame. Takue's mother drowns her sorrows in liquor, attempting to forget her husband's suicide. Ayato's sister sleeps with a different guy every day in a desperate attempt to hold together her failing life. True suffering, the essence of which can't even be looked at in the eyes, hides from them, and they're too scared to even look it in the eyes.' I slammed my journal closed. I couldn't have spaced out for more than a few minutes. Guilt weighs on my mind, but I shove it down nonetheless. Emotions are worthless, set in place by a God that doesn't even care for you. Ahh...I guess school starts soon. Oh well, it'll be at least somewhat interesting, maybe.
Rhasha_Trulin · 7.7K Views

I am a legend

What awaits in the road ahead, I do not know, but surely something that has nothing to do with peace, goodness, or justice -- John Farrell Sitting in a large chair covered with a leopard-skin blanket, I drank red wine slowly, letting the hot liquor warm my chest and relax my tired body. Shoulder gentle press, can relax my tight muscles, I looked behind the moon sakura, after many years, this from childhood to take care of my sister's wife, massage technology or as good as I was a child, but also to me back with a gentle smile. Not only the moon cherry...... I glanced at the many women in the room, they are doing their own things, peaceful and carefree appearance of happiness, it is hard to believe that we have gone through so much ups and downs. Fox ears long tail half beast beauty, sitting on a rattan chair to take a nap, open half of the book, placed on her full chest, people can not be attracted by the towering sexy curve. The fairy girl with pointed ears and blue eyes, holding a fine needle in her hand, made embroideries one by one, and occasionally rubbed her tired eyes. The horn-haired dragon lady, polishing her sword with cotton cloth, would occasionally cast her eyes on the cradle opposite her, and on the old enemy beside it. Next to the cradle, a young girl with huge breasts, holding a short blade, is always guarding the name of me and her most beloved person in the cradle. On the luxurious carpet embroidered with the pattern of a hundred phoenixes, a pair of angels with folded wings whisper, their looks and bodies are identical, but their reactions when they are indulged in happiness are completely different. ... I looked around the room again, at them, at the others, and quickly glanced at some of the names already inscribed on the memorials. When I met my wives, they gave me a nod, a smile, a glance, and a little red lips, an undisguised hint of flirtation. My stories with them are enough to fill dozens of thick books. There are childhood sweethearts, mutual support in adversity, bitter resentment and deep love. The love story between my wives and me, like my martial arts, covers most parts of the earth and is still talked about by people there today.
bing_bai · 38.7K Views

English-language werewolf novel from the mid-to-late 1980s

The book begins much as you described. An anthropologist is listening to members of a primitive tribe talk about how a werewolf had been killing people, twelve years ago, in sprees which always occurred during a full moon, until the tribal shaman was able to come up with a way to kill the monster. The scholar is interested in letting them talk, but personally suspects the "werewolf" was something like a victim of rabies who foamed at the mouth and seemed inhumanly strong as he went on a rampage -- although it is odd that he would survive long enough to launch three killing sprees at monthly intervals. The scholar silently speculates that perhaps there were multiple rabid attackers, in a monthly cycle -- each new one having been infected by the previous before he died of his disease, and only the last of them was somehow trapped and killed by the men of the tribe, who then blamed this "monster" for all of the previous killings. The scholar is trying to be polite, but evidently his skepticism shows through. The shaman is offended at being patronized by a white man who thinks he already knows all the answers. The shaman had kept a souvenir of the werewolf, dried out and in powdered form, believing it still contained the power to create another werewolf if need be. The shaman (called "Ugalde") puts that special powder into a bottle of whiskey and then . . . With the swiftness of a man half his age, the Indian leaped from a sitting position onto the other's chest, as if he were pinning him in some friendly athletic contest. But the crazed expression covering his face and the keenness of the knife blade removed any trace of ordinary competition from the action. Ugalde sat the bottle viciously on the ground next to the visitor's face and tipped the neck of it toward his mouth. "Drink," he ordered. "Ugalde!" the man cried frantically. Visions of wriggling microbes being revitalized by the liquor flooded his mind. Could any life survive for a dozen years in such a dehydrated state? Yes, yes, viruses could live for centuries! "What in the name of God are you doing?" A sneer replaced the sullen look the older man had worn. "Your god! You believe your eye, white man, and only that, so drink and see what the devils you don't know can cause a living spirit to become! Drink, or I will cut your throat!" Then a good chunk of the book deals with brutal murders taking place, always on the night of a full moon, and various characters getting interested in the investigation, for various reasons. At first, there's a serious lack of surviving eyewitnesses to describe the mysterious attacker to the cops, but gradually the evidence accumulates that something strongly resembling a Hollywood-style werewolf is involved in these homicides. We readers, of course, have a very good idea of how that happened. Then another large chunk of the book deals with what happens in one horrible night after the anthropologist has been taken into custody. (I think he finally surrendered himself to the police, voluntarily, and described everything he could remember about the incident with the shaman, and what's happened since then on the nights with full moons in the sky.) You are correct that becoming a werewolf appeared to be a type of communicable disease, although I can't recall if it was specifically established, during the novel, to be a "germ" or "virus" or what. You are also correct that silver was particularly effective against a werewolf. Other weapons could pierce its flesh, but it appeared to recover very rapidly from such wounds. (Sort of like Wolverine's mutant "healing factor" in the X-Men comics and movies.)
Catalyst_Horror · 2.2K Views

Second Chance Addison

'How did I fall this far this fast?' He thought as he swirled the whiskey in his glass. He tilted his head back and downed the rest of his liquor. He picked the bottle up off of his desk to refill the glass for the nth time. Just a single drop rolled out and fell into the empty vessel. 'Well isn't that just fantastic.' In a moment of hazy frustration, he hurled the bottle across the office. It wasn't like there was anyone to care about a mess of broken glass anyway. There was no one around to even hear it shatter. Even he didn't get to hear it shatter. When that realization hit him, he jerked his head towards the door where he had thrown the bottle. In the shadows there stood a petite young woman, the bottle in her hands. She appeared to be carefully studying the label and completely disinterested in him. "Wh-who are you?" Perhaps he had turned around too quickly. The room was starting to sway. He barely managed to sputter out those three words much less put them in the right order. "How original," the woman rolled her eyes before fixing them on his. "Shouldn't you be asking yourself that very question?" ~~~~~ This is NOT a transmigration or reincarnation story! ~~~~~ If those you trusted most had betrayed you and you had lost everything and someone offered you a second chance, would you be willing to take it? Would you still be able to trust others? Chance L. Addison has seemingly hit rock bottom when he is offered an unlikely opportunity to start over. Not only can he get back to where he was before, he can have his status elevated further to become one of the most wealthy and successful tycoons in the world. But first he is at a small publishing company? What secrets could he be keeping? And what secrets are his saviors keeping from him? ~~~~~ Hello Readers, This is the first web novel I've ever written! I kind of suck at writing synopses so I apologize for that... If you are enjoying my story so far please add it to your library and vote! Or comment! Or leave a review! Or rate a chapter! Or share it with your friends! I really appreciate the support and feedback is always welcome! :) Thanks so much for reading! -TheExtraDoor
TheExtraDoor · 301.9K Views
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