Flickering Candlelight

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina. I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner? Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist? 'Well it's just one way to find out...' Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back. At that moment, he activated his talent... [Mimicry activated!] [Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!] [Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.] [Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!] [Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!] [Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.] [Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?] "No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

"Wu Long, the God of Pleasure, has fallen as he failed to breakthrough." This news have shocked all of the Seven Boundless Worlds. Meanwhile, a sixteen-year-old disciple of a dual cultivation sect was startled awake from a coma, and after some moments of calming down and gathering his thoughts, a dangerous light flickered deep in his eyes: "Jun Shaoshan, I will climb back to the top and make you pay for everything, no one has ever been safe after offending me, Wu Long!" -------------- Dual cultivation is a method of cultivation that can be seen described in a lot of cultivation novels where a man and a woman cultivates together by having sex. -------------- ***DIscord Link: https://discord.gg/JfSRtJVXTd The Image on the cover is AI-generated with some minor adjustments and text editing done over it. Please check the auxiliary chapter with Frequently Asked Questions since there may be some answers to the questions you might want to ask. If you want to ask questions regarding the novel before reading you can do so in the comment section of the said auxiliary chapter. If you have posted a review and it is not appearing on the novel page and not changing the novel score, it may have stuck in the system (happened in the past and occasionally happening now). Please comment under the FAQ auxiliary chapter mentioned above if you notice this happen. I can usually contact support in daytime on weekdays and the problem is fixed within days and the 'stuck' reviews appear on the page. Thank you XD -------------- ***The explicit chapters will be marked in the chapter name after the chapter number as (R18) and will contain no crucial plot, only explicit scene, so if you want to read it as a novel without explicit scenes you absolutely can by just skipping the explicit chapters. Though as a disclaimer: dual cultivation IS the theme of the novel so there will still be some provocative or slightly explicit content in the normal chapters, but not full-on long explicit scenes. ***Since it seems that there are a lot of people that are very particular about what they want I will put here some of the things to expect so that it is easier for people to decide if they want to read this or not: - NO yaoi, NO yuri, NO incest ; - NO rape ( it may be mentioned, but only as a thing that exists, not in relation to any particular character ); - MC's heroines will NEVER cheat on him; - MC's heroines will NOT ALWAYS have V cards (but there will be a lot of them who do); These are all non-negotiable so if you cannot tolerate a novel that adheres to any of the above sentences you should probably skip this one. !!! WARNING (ADVERTISEMENT) there will be MILFs. XD

A door unfolded before him. Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within. The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear. The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests. They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party. Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering. He had no reason to refuse.

"David Raphael's life slipped beneath the waves of a glacial sea, his unfulfilled longing for GTA 6 forever etched in the digital realm. As his soul was torn from its mortal shell, a vortex of otherworldly energies swept him away to a medieval world, where foreboding forests shrouded in mist stretched towards the horizon, and rugged, granite mountains pierced the sky like shards of splintered stone. "In this unforgiving realm, David's journey began, a treacherous path woven from darkness and flickering moonlight. His quest: to claim the legendary Blessed Visor, an ancient relic rumored to grant its wearer mastery over the very fabric of existence. Yet, as David's ambition burned brighter, the weight of his desire settled upon him, a haunting reminder that 'heavy is the head that wears the crown.'"

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the Solar System.] [Host’s Initial Power: Minimal Sun Affinity—A barely-there connection to the sun's energy, granting little to no advantage in battle.] “What the…? This has to be a joke. What good is a system if it gives me next to nothing?” Frustrated and desperate, Lyra nearly gives up. But as she embarks on her first quest, strange things start happening. Flickers of darkness appear where none should exist, and whispers of an ancient prophecy echo in her mind. Little does Lyra know, her pitiful power holds the key to something far greater. The Solar System isn’t just about strength; it’s about unraveling the truth behind the eternal sunlight and the secrets buried in the depths of the earth. With every quest completed, she inches closer to unlocking her true potential—a potential that could either save her world or doom it to eternal darkness. In a world where the sun never sets, Lyra’s journey will take her to the edge of light and shadow, forcing her to confront the darkest truths of her existence. Will she rise to the challenge, or will she be consumed by the very forces she was meant to fight? **"Those Who Walk Under The Sun"** is a gripping tale of unlikely power, ancient mysteries, and the thin line between light and darkness. For Lyra, survival isn’t just about hard work—it’s about discovering the strength hidden within her weakest moments.

In a world scarred by war and betrayal, Orion Vex, a reclusive technomancer, struggles with the haunting memories of his past. Living in the ruins of a once-great civilization, he has isolated himself from the remnants of humanity, fearing the pain of connection. When a group of settlers seeking refuge from a ruthless faction known as the traitors arrives at his doorstep, Orion is reluctantly drawn into their fight for survival. As he joins forces with Kaelin, a determined leader, and Mira, a fierce warrior, Orion uncovers the dark plans of the traitors, who have allied with the sinister Zarkai. Together, they forge a fragile alliance, combining their strengths to fortify their defenses against an impending assault. With the weight of responsibility heavy on his shoulders, Orion must confront his fears and embrace his legacy as a technomancer. As the battle looms closer, the settlers rally around him, igniting a flicker of hope in the face of despair. In the chaos of war, Orion learns that true strength lies not only in power but in the bonds forged through trust, loyalty, and the courage to stand against the darkness. In "Echoes of the Celestial Realm," the fight for survival evolves into a journey of self-discovery, where the echoes of the past guide the way toward a brighter future.

Excerpt: “Come on, babe, let’s do it,” Alex murmured, his lips still brushing softly against hers. She pulled back slightly, her eyes locking with his. “Do you have it?” she asked, her voice steady, but her cheeks flushed. Alex paused, his lips hovering mid-air as confusion flickered in his gaze. He stared at her, trying to process. “condom,” she clarified, her face now turning even redder. ……… Daisy seeks revenge for her father’s murder, but falls in love with the mafia lord responsible. Pregnant and torn between love and vengeance, she must confront a devastating truth—and a deadly choice.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Hardworking Protagonist: Yes! Overpowered Growth: Yes! Mythical Creatures and World-Building: Yes! Vengeance-Driven Journey: Yes! Unique System Mechanics: Yes! Ryuk’s life in the forsaken Grade E city was bleak, but it truly shattered when a Knull raid took his last family and left him for dead. On the brink of despair: [System Activation Complete.] [Congratulations, Host has awakened the Draconic Pets Evolution System!] [Welcome host, to the path of domination.] Thrust into Endearth, a shattered mirror of Earth teeming with mythical creatures—vampires, werewolves, cosmic gods—and the unstoppable Knulls, Ryuk sets out on a journey of relentless growth, vengeance, and discovery. But power comes with a price, and the dual nature of his gift could either save humanity or destroy everything. This is a story of evolution, redemption, and defiance. Join Ryuk as he rises from nothing, building unshakable bonds with allies and carving his path in a world where strength is the only currency. --- A/N 1. Hardworking protagonist. Ryuk doesn’t rely solely on his system; he earns his power. 2. Overpowered potential. Growth takes effort, but Ryuk will become a force to be reckoned with. 3. No hiding strength. He plays smart, but when it’s time to fight, Ryuk doesn’t hold back. 4. Dark and morally complex. Ryuk is vengeful and will cross any line to protect what matters. 5. No harem. Relationships are meaningful, not shallow. 6. Lastly, if this novel stirs even the faintest flicker of interest in your soul, pour your undying devotion into it! Haha, just kidding… or am I? But seriously, please shower this story with power stones and drop some reviews. Your support fuels Ryuk’s journey (and keeps me caffeinated while writing). Thank you! ... Join the Discord for character arts and talk with the author: https://discord.gg/gTkMp93wxW

Liam has always felt out of place, even within the familiar walls of St. Mary’s Orphanage. Strange occurrences shadow his life—lights flicker when he’s upset, vivid dreams of ancient forests haunt him, and the necklace Emily, his closest friend, gave him seems to hum with an energy he can’t explain. When the mysterious and wealthy Harts arrive to adopt Liam, he hopes for a fresh start but soon discovers they’re more than they seem. They’re Sentinels, sworn protectors of a hidden supernatural lineage—his lineage. As Liam unravels the truth about his parents’ disappearance and his unique powers, he learns he’s the key to an ancient prophecy that could unite or destroy the supernatural and human worlds. But the journey is fraught with danger. The Ravens, a ruthless faction hunting supernaturals, are closing in, and Liam’s powers are both a gift and a burden. With Emily by his side—revealing unexpected ties to his destiny—Liam must navigate betrayal, uncover secrets, and face the ultimate sacrifice to fulfill his role in the prophecy. In a world where bonds are tested, choices define destiny, and power can both protect and destroy, Liam and Emily must fight not only for their lives but for a future worth believing in.

In a declining world, where the remnants of hope fade and trust lingers only as forgotten whisper, a young man stands at a crossroads. He seeks neither heroes nor miracles, but a single truth: that of his own identity. Torn between the weight of a fractured, fleeting past and an uncertain future, he embarks on an extraordinary quest, strewn with trials, doubts, and shattering revelations. Amid the ruins of a civilization that has lost faith in itself, he delves into the profound meaning of what it is to be human. What memories shape our souls? Who are we without them? What gives purpose to our existence when everything seems to collapse? And how far are we willing to go to reclaim those we have lost? Immerse yourself in an introspective and epic odyssey, where every step is a battle against oneself and the world, where light flickers yet refuses to be extinguished. For even in the deepest darkness, a glimmer endures—for those brave enough to seek it. A journey whose ultimate goal is the light.

“An illegitimate child will always be an outsider.” For Yu Lixue, life in the Yu family was one of endless humiliation. As the unwanted daughter with no mother to defend her, she was treated like a pawn, used, ignored, and discarded. Her talents—her paintings, her songs—were stolen by her stepmother and conniving half-sister, who claimed them as their own. Her life was a series of shadows and silence, living under their lies. But when her half-sister fled an arranged marriage with Mo Ran, a powerful but reclusive man, the family forced Lixue to take her place. Once again, her wishes were disregarded. Her marriage to Mo Ran was cold, distant—another prison she had no choice but to endure. Until the night she died in a mysterious accident, her pleas for justice buried along with her. Yet fate gave her a second chance. Reborn into the same world that betrayed her, Lixue returns with a vow: she will take back everything they stole—her art, her voice, her freedom. And when she reenters her marriage with Mo Ran, he surprises her with a proposition: he will help her get revenge against those who wronged her. But Lixue is wary. Why is this man, who barely showed her any warmth before, now offering to stand by her side? As they plot against the Yu family, Lixue realizes that Mo Ran has his own reasons for revenge. Their alliance begins to blur the line between ally and enemy, and she questions whether he’s truly on her side or if he has his own hidden agenda. In a world filled with deceit and betrayal, Yu Lixue must decide: will she risk trusting her husband, or will she forge her own path to reclaim what’s hers, no matter the cost? Excerpt: Lixue stared down at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, blinking in surprise. Mo Ran placed it before her with a steady hand, his usual calm expression softened just slightly by a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. She tried to catch his gaze, but he’d already turned away, busying himself with the teapot. “Why are you…?” she murmured, glancing between the bowl and him, her voice trailing off. He looked up, meeting her eyes with a hint of amusement. “Why am I what?” She fumbled for words, her cheeks warming. “Why are you…being so nice to me?” A small smile played on his lips, barely there but just enough to leave her heart fluttering. “Is it so strange for a husband to be kind to his wife?” She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. The Mo Ran she remembered from her past life had been as cold as winter, never sparing her a second glance. This new version of him, warm and considerate, left her feeling…confused. “Eat,” he said, his voice soft. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast.” She nodded, taking the spoon with a slight tremor in her fingers. The soup was rich, comforting—something she would have loved as a child. The warmth of it melted away a part of her guardedness, leaving her strangely vulnerable. As she set down her spoon, she glanced at him again, still puzzled. “What’s gotten into you, Mo Ran?” “…” “Let’s just say I want to spoil you my darling..” Update- paused- To resume on the 13th.

Aria Winters has spent her life in the shadows, working to support her bedridden mother and younger brother in the poorest part of the Crescent Moon Pack. When her mate is revealed at the New Alpha’s Mating Ceremony, she feels a flicker of hope—until Beta Colin Hunt rejects her in front of everyone, branding her unworthy. Heartbroken, Aria retreats into the night, only to be claimed by the most powerful Lycan alive—King Magnus Draven, a man twice her age who had given up on finding his mate. With one kiss, he shatters her world and ignites a chain of events no one could foresee. But not everyone is willing to let Aria live her new life. Old enemies emerge, secrets from her past resurface, and Colin, fueled by jealousy, wants back what he threw away. As danger closes in, Aria must decide who she can trust—and whether her bond with the Lycan King will be strong enough to survive the truth that’s about to be revealed. What dark secrets lie in wait, and how far will her enemies go to tear her from the man destined to be hers?

Scarlett Jerkins' dream was simple: wealth and the freedom to indulge. But when she let love in, she regretted it as her life was brutally cut short by her husband's family, ending a six-month coma but fate had other plans. Ding! {You've awakened the Echo System.} Scarlett's eyes flickered open to an unfamiliar world, guided by an enigmatic system that revealed her new reality: an apocalypse world where monsters born from history deceased roamed free. She discovered that she was among the chosen members chosen by the system destined to save humanity. But this newfound purpose felt like a curse. Having escaped death only to face it again was a cruel twist of fate. And to make matters worse, her life was now tied to Garvin Johnson, her former rude, spoilt brat boss, whom she must protect at all costs. As she navigates this treacherous realm, she must confronts twisted creatures born from history's deceased. With the three elements at her command, she must gather resources, slay monsters, and safeguard Garvin. Scarlett's drive for survival becomes a quest for redemption, fueled by her past traumas and newfound purpose. As stakes escalate, Scarlett and Garvin face impossible choices, forging alliances with other chosen members who were handsome men and confronting enemies in a desperate bid to ensure humanity's survival. Note: The novel also contains reverse harem.

Title: Aradhya Synopsis: In a world overrun by darkness and negativity, where demons reign supreme, humanity teeters on the brink of despair. Amidst the chaos, in a small village shrouded in fear, a young boy named Arsh grapples with the harsh reality of his existence. Convinced that there is no hope for salvation from the demonic oppression, Arsh resigns himself to a life of fear and uncertainty. However, fate takes an unexpected turn when Arsh discovers a long-forgotten legend from fifty years past. In that bygone era, a mysterious figure known only as the "Protector" rose to challenge the demons, wielding unimaginable power in a bid to free humanity from their clutches. Yet, after a fierce battle, the Protector vanished without a trace, leaving behind only whispers and legends. Driven by newfound determination and a flicker of hope, Arsh embarks on a perilous journey to uncover the truth behind the legend of the Protector. Along the way, he encounters allies and adversaries alike, each with their own motivations and secrets. As Arsh delves deeper into the mysteries of the past, he unravels a tale of sacrifice, betrayal, and redemption, discovering that the line between hero and villain is not always as clear-cut as it seems. With each step bringing him closer to the truth, Arsh must confront his own doubts and fears, facing challenges that test not only his strength but also his faith in humanity. As the forces of darkness close in around him, Arsh must ultimately decide whether to embrace the legacy of the Protector or succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume them all. Aradhya is a thrilling tale of courage, friendship, and the power of hope in the face of adversity. Set against a backdrop of darkness and despair, it is a story of ordinary individuals rising to become heroes in the battle for the soul of humanity.

Armed with a blade too massive for mortal hands and a heart hardened by betrayal, he carves his path through a world bereft of mercy.Driven by rage and vengeance, he battles against forces that seek to consume his very soul. Yet even in the blackest night, faint embers of hope flicker—companions bound by their scars, a woman lost to madness, and a love tainted yet unbroken. Only the strength of one's will can stand against the tides of despair. It is a saga of vengeance, sacrifice, and the cursed path of a warrior who refuses to kneel. But it wasn't always like this. It is tale of a boy, a story that will soon turn into an epic. An epic that will start with just a dream of a boy named Vairagya, or as the world knows him Vulture.

In the depths of Broxton High School, where the divide between the privileged and the underprivileged was strong, Oscar Roberts endured a torment that shattered his life. As an outcast from an impoverished family, he became a prime target for the cruel machinations of the popular clique. Day after day, he was taunted, beaten, and mocked, his spirit draining with each passing torment. Unbeknownst to Oscar, his suffering did not end with his demise. Fate had a peculiar twist in store for him. In a realm far removed from the confines of Broxton High, somewhere on a cow fields, his consciousness emerged within the body of a parasite. The transition to parasitic existence was fraught with challenges. Oscar's tiny, worm-like body could barely navigate the dense undergrowth, and the constant hunger gnawed at his being. Yet, amidst the adversity, a flicker of determination ignited within him. He would survive, not only for himself but also to seek vengeance for the torment he had endured.

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.

"In your lifetimes has anyone ever worshipped you? Ever prayed to you? I know you're not the being you once were, and now is your chance to prove it..." "You may meet the being I once was." "... And what kind of being is that, Reaper?" In the vast expanse of space, where stars flicker like distant promises and civilizations rise and fall like cosmic waves, there exists a man haunted by his own choices. Once a protector, a guardian of those he held dear, he found himself forced into the shadows by the merciless demands of fate. In a universe teeming with threats, he made a pact with the darkness, trading his warmth for a cloak of ice, his compassion for a blade of steel. Now known only as the Reaper, his name evokes fear even among those he once safeguarded. He moves like a wraith through the void, a silent sentinel of death, his heart encased in frost as he carries out his duty. He is both hero and villain, protector and predator.

"Do I deserve a place in this world?" A youth burdened by a past marred with failure and a despair so profound it consumed every semblance of life. Stripped of purpose and shattered by guilt, he embarks on a relentless quest for identity, only to find himself drawn deeper into a shadowed abyss. Each step forward unearths echoes of his mistakes, each truth uncovered only adds weight to the chains that bind him. Yet, within the void, a flicker of hope emerges—a fragile light threatening to be extinguished by the darkness of his soul. This is a story of redemption and ruin, where survival is not enough, and to rise is to embrace the fire that scorches. In a world where purpose slips like ash, will he uncover a reason to stand, or will he surrender to the void that calls his name?

In the Kingdom of August, where magic defines greatness, Cynus, a boy born with only a flicker of fire magic, dreams of becoming the strongest wizard. Mocked for his weakness but fueled by unshakable determination, he sets out on a journey to master the rare and powerful elemental flames. Along the way, Cynus forms bonds with allies chasing dreams of their own, challenging the limits of magic and destiny.

--- On the alien planet of Ythex, a newly birthed Xytherian Queen awakens to her role as the matriarch of her hive. Driven by primal instincts, she begins nurturing her first creations: workers, warriors, and foragers. As the hive grows, the Queen uses her immense mental powers to guide her offspring, teaching them to hunt and adapt to their dangerous environment. However, survival is a constant struggle. The Xytherian warriors face fierce predators, and the Queen grapples with the loss of her creations. Beneath her cold exterior lies a flicker of maternal instinct, pushing her to protect her hive at all costs. As the hive evolves, the Queen must secure vital resources and unite her creatures against the threats of their world. **The Hive Awakens** is a gripping tale of survival and evolution, exploring the Queen's journey as she learns to lead her hive in a harsh and unforgiving landscape. --- (Notice: This story was made with the help of AI so if you see any mistakes point it out for correction.)

Born under the vastness of celestial skies, Li Tianyan’s arrival heralds the dawn of a new age. Above, a massive red eye shimmers into existence, a silent witness to his birth. Yet, Tianyan remains calm, his gaze flickering with an ancient light. Chosen by a legendary ancestor, he is destined for greatness beyond human comprehension. Embark on an unforgettable journey as Tianyan steps into a world fueled by power, ambition, and ancient legacies. Will he ascend as a dragon among men, or will the weight of fate crush his spirit? In a realm where each decision shapes the path forward, Tianyan’s odyssey has just begun.

status: complete April Jackson a 24 years old painter's life took the worst turn, in just a day she lost everything, her job, her home, and went totally bankrupt. In the darkest moment of her life, there was a flicker of hope. She got a generous offer from a stranger she couldn't resist. That one leap of faith changed her life drastically. As she ends up living with the most sort out bachelor in the city, Brad Sebastian Smith, a grumpy handsome billionaire who has an hidden malicious agenda. April wasn't the ordinary girl she thought she was, there were secrets about her life she is totally clueless about. She has something the vicious Brad Sebastian Smith wants, and he will stop at nothing to obtain it from her. Grumpy meets sunshine as their world collides. Broody Brad couldn't resist the bubbly jolly April innocent charms as he was caught up in a personal conflict of choosing April over his ambitions. Can Brad carry on his ulterior motive when April has completely hold his heart captive? Excerpt# Brad I can't believe this is the same quirky April Jackson I saw at my study days ago. Gone are the ridiculous Jeans and T-shirts. She was wearing a sexy black dress that caresses her body like a second skin, bringing out beautiful curves I didn't notice before. I nearly stumbled when my gaze fell on her sexy long legs, and her wild curly hair added a fierce appeal. She looks like sin. I had to support my weight by pressing my palm to the wall, lest I trip and fall. "Mr. Smith you are back," she said snapping me out of my daze. "Mr. Smith, are you ok? you look pale" she asked. I clenched my fist, my eyes darkens as I took a step towards her, I cornered her to the wall. Ever since I met her I feel like I am losing control, from her pushing my buttons, getting under my skin, and now to this. She is going to be trouble! I gaze at her with lust. Her eyes flickered open. For the first time, I noticed she has beautiful grey eyes. My gaze fell on her plump lips, painted with red seductive lipstick. She bit her lips stirring up a strong urge to brush my lips on hers, devouring her lips with the craving desire surging up in me.

Princess Qinghe, Gu Shengyin, had died. Renowned as a first-class beauty and admired far and wide, her name was one that could shake nations. Yet, despite all this, she still fell victim to a woman far inferior to herself. Only after her death did Gu Shengyin realize the truth: she had been outmaneuvered by the antagonist of the heroine’s story—a mere cannon fodder in her own tale. In an ethereal white void, Gu Shengyin stood, her expression cold and unyielding as she processed her transmigration. The System spoke: “Your mission is to rewrite the heroine's fate. You must face the cannon fodder and antagonists who threaten her existence. As the central figure, you are their greatest obstacle.” A flicker of determination crossed Gu Shengyin's eyes, and a smile of unparalleled beauty graced her lips. "Very well," she said. "Let’s see who ends up as the obstacle to be crushed—and who claims the ultimate victory!"

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

At Waseda University, summer drags on in the oppressive heat, but nothing quite stirs the student body like the quiet Kiyoto Yamamoto. As class president, top student, and captain of the basketball team, Kiyoto is admired from a distance for his sharp looks and talent. His stoic expression makes him seem unapproachable, but those close to him know he’s kindhearted, just reserved. He’s a guy who likes to keep his head down, avoiding the attention that seems to follow him everywhere. But everything changes when a new student, Miyano Tokio, transfers into the class in the middle of the semester. Miyano immediately captures the room’s attention. Whispers of "Is he a celebrity?" fly across the room, but it’s Kiyoto who feels the biggest shift. There’s a moment just a flicker when their eyes meet, and Kiyoto's memory went back to school days. he knows that Miyano’s arrival will stir up more than just classroom gossip.

In the desolate and barren South, an empire is always in turmoil. The Empire of Dragons.  Majestic and mystical beings, dragons possess a great power that is both astonishing and terrifying. Their voracious flames devour all life in their path. A decade-long conflict between the North and South was ignited by a story that had been long forgotten. A legend born in the dawn of time. The dragons, once ferocious, were now miserable creatures, cursed with a heart of stone, suffering the agony of eternal cold. The torment eats away at their very essence, both body and soul. Even Irish, was no exception. Nightmares slowly gnawed at his sanity as time passed.  Overwhelmed by despair, Irish sought a flicker of hope, a release from his suffering. The moment their eyes met, the world around him seemed to tilt on its axis. A delicate, ethereal creature, its pristine white fur as soft as cloud fluff, carried a sweet, airy fragrance, offered solace to his weary soul.  The journey of a fragile soul through a chaotic world, searching for the radiant light of peace. [slowburn, mid-angst, violence]

Exciting news! My novel will be published on Royal Road. Be sure to check it out! The roar of wyverns echoes across a land of forgotten gods. Beasts like Fenrir dominate the land, and survival hinges on magic and weapon techniques. I am Aether, reborn into this brutal existence, a slave with a painful past and a future seemingly carved in stone. But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. When hope dwindled to a flicker, I stumbled upon an ethereal cave. Inside, bathed in an alien glow, lay a magnificent beast - a dragon, scales shimmering pink and red. Fear threatened to consume me, but a defiant roar erupted from within. "I will never bend to your will, FATE!" The echo of that challenge hangs heavy in the air, a spark igniting in the darkness. This is where my story begins.