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The secret system of the Gallant Heir

In a world where magic reigns supreme and power is divided among four legendary families, a young boy named Rave Gallant is born with a destiny he never asked for. Reincarnated into the opulent and treacherous kingdom of Drodia, Rave quickly learns that his new life is far from ordinary. As the heir to the prestigious Gallant family, he is thrust into a world of political intrigue, ancient magic, and hidden dangers. From the moment of his birth, Rave’s potential is evident. On his fifth birthday, a shocking revelation rocks the kingdom: Rave is compatible with all six types of magic—a feat unheard of in Drodia’s history. While his father, the stern and powerful head of the Gallant family, warns him to conceal his abilities, Rave can’t help but feel the weight of expectation and the looming threat of those who would see him destroyed. As Rave grows, he navigates the complexities of his new world, forming alliances with the children of the other great families—Lucia, the haughty princess; Eren, the easygoing Sapien heir; Evelyn, the enigmatic Fidelis daughter; and the sharp-tongued Ischyros girl who seems to despise him. But beneath the surface of their interactions lies a web of secrets, rivalries, and ancient grudges that could shape the future of the kingdom. When a mysterious figure appears in Rave’s room one night, claiming to have waited five years for him, Rave’s life takes an even more unexpected turn. This enigmatic presence hints at a hidden system—a power beyond anything Rave has ever known—and sets him on a path to uncover the truth about his reincarnation, his unique abilities, and the role he is destined to play in the fate of Drodia. As Rave trains in secret, hones his magical prowess, and uncovers the secrets of the Gallant family, he must tread carefully. For in a world where power is both a blessing and a curse, the line between ally and enemy is razor-thin. With danger lurking around every corner and the kingdom’s future hanging in the balance, Rave must decide whether to embrace his destiny or forge his own path. The Secret System of the Gallant Heir is a tale of magic, mystery, and self-discovery, where a young boy’s journey to unlock his true potential will change the fate of an entire world.
SNAIL_x · 686 Views

Luxana

✨ "I don't just want your death. I want your essence to scream my name through eternity's endless void"✨ Yo, cosmic rebels and dream weavers! I'm Ruby - the quantum alchemist of dark fantasy who doesn't just write books, but shatters the very fabric of reality with each word! My literary brainchild "Luxana" is a shapeshifting goddess of chaos, strutting through dimensions with epic alter egos like "Enchanted Paths: Luxana's Rise to Empress" and "Enchanted Shadows of The Empress of Cinders"! She's not just a story, she's a freakin' multiverse! I'm the mad scientist of storytelling, blending dark fantasy with mind-bending twists! My brain? It's a 24/7 rave where plot twists breakdance, characters throw interdimensional parties, and creativity explodes like supernovas every nanosecond! At 3 AM, while mere mortals snore, I'm deep in cosmic convos with characters who know my soul better than any shrink ever could. They're my ride-or-die squad, plotting world domination across infinite realities! Sure, Amazon gets a version, the universe gets another, but my imagination? OH HONEY, IT GETS THE UNRATED, DIRECTOR'S CUT THAT'LL MAKE YOUR BRAIN DO QUANTUM BACKFLIPS THROUGH BLACK HOLES! GRAB "LUXANA" AND PREPARE FOR A DARK FANTASY ODYSSEY THAT'LL REWRITE YOUR DNA! WARNING: Side effects may include spontaneous reality shifts, midnight reading marathons that bend time, and potential awakening of latent superpowers! BUCKLE UP, REALITY HACKERS - THIS ISN'T JUST A BOOK, IT'S A COSMIC METAMORPHOSIS! DARE YOU TO DIVE INTO THE ABYSS? YOUR SANITY MAY NEVER RECOVER! P.S. Wanna dive deep into the twisted world of "Luxana"? I'm not just selling a book - I'm inviting you into a literary adventure! Curious souls, dark fantasy lovers, and imagination explorers - this is your official invitation to: 1. Read my novel 2. Share your wildest theories 3. Discuss the characters' hidden depths 4. Unravel the mysteries together Where to Find and Tag Me: 1. Tapas: Tag @Ruby_Keira_365 2. Reddit: Engage at u/WesternGeneral6007 3. Novel Updates: Find me as Ruby_Keira_365 4. Blogger post: "Luxana Empress" blog Your thoughts matter. Your perspectives are the secret sauce that brings stories to LIFE! Drop a comment, shoot a message, start a conversation - let's make "Luxana" more than just a book. Let's make it a living, breathing experience! Are you in?
rida_suhail · 31.2K Views

The Evil traders: abandoning innocence

As kids, we all get excited over fanciful things but as we evolve our demands exceed, rising desires control us, and the never-ending greed conquers our hearts making us fail to acknowledge how simple life is. In the shade of ignorance, we let our greed, lusts, and arrogance grow deep in us to the extent where we are left with anything but "HUMANITY". At some point in life, one or the other person trades his humanity for the hidden darkness that resides within, naming it under the phrases of " poverty, need, helplessness" which later turns into his obsession that turns into addiction, and the cycle continues to a point where trading humanity becomes an act of worship, and the trader himself falls under the category of a loyal devotee of immorality. In an intense war that went on for ages, against the Celestial, the demons were outnumbered, and the victory of the Celestials was intolerable for the demon king "Mo GUI", he maliciously tricked the Celestial and dominated the Earthly Realm to which the Heavens itself confronted "Mo Gui" as a result he was defeated miserably however, his wickedness remained intact he somehow marked a small portion of the Earthly Realm as his territory and fled to Devildom, Ds: the story is free of harem and romance ........ since the title carries the word Evil, the flow shall go down to wild, freaky, and wicked scenes I don't own the cover picture, the owner can contact me in case of any issues. thanks for viewing my story, make sure to stop by and comment with your honest opinions ....... you there, yea! you ..... take care and stay happy..... 'coz you are a lovely being ^^
Nisi_yanai · 1.5K Views

Hello, Again

[TECHNICAL ERROR WITH CHAPTERS: REPEATING CONTENT CHAPTERS PLEASE BE PATIENT AS I TRY TO SOLVE THIS ERROR ^•^] A scandal, a reunion and an unfinished past. It's funny how fate ties it all together in the end. --------- Lee Taeho; CEO, Tycoon, Hearthrob and basically Midas of the modern business world of Seoul. He has it all, so it seems. Money, looks, and especially a pretty lady in tow. Yes, sadly he is engaged to be married. He has it all sorted out, he owns the biggest tech company in all of the Republic of Korea and he stands to inherit the second biggest company from his marriage to a chaebol princess. In short, his future was set. Until a leak of his highschool picture. Now the media is raving about the innocent boy who wrote poems of the back of his school yearbook for his highschool sweetheart. Taeho heads to the south of Korea, in order to find the said lady he wrote poems for and do some damage control for his reputation before the marriage tanks before it even begins. But one look at Bo Yejeong and he is back to being the once obsessed teenage boy he was. And she was not alone! -------- Taeho stared down at the specimen in front of him, tilting his head to the side as he observe the little thing crouching on the ground. He was standing at a careful distance as though the kid would leap up to attack him anytime soon. "Hey kid, don't eat dirt. It's not for humans." The kid looked up at him and without breaking their eye contact, she reached out and grab a handful of dust as much as she could in her small stubby hands. Taeho watched in disbelief as she stuffed everything into her mouth without ever taking her eyes off him. "Wha— Hey!" "Mommy says not to listen to strangers." "She's right but you should listen this once." Taeho unbuttoned his coat and crouched, inching closer to the kid. He didn't know what he was doing but he figured he might get her to spit the dirt out of her mouth somehow while trying not to throw up at the thought. "Ajhussi, go away or i will scream for policeman uncle to take you away." She warned without even looking up, she went drawing letters on the sand. Was a six year old supposed to act like this? "Ah, this brat." -------- Author's note: Hey! check this story out. i promise it won't disappoint ^^, oh and pls do leave powerstones as this is my entry to a WPC, hehe a bit shameless request here as i was the last entry for the competition. A bit late to the game! But i ensure that you will have fun with Taeho and his gang! They are a wild pack to be with!
miyobiya · 32.8K Views

CREOLE FOR THE SOUL

Creole For The Soul My father became sick with an autoimmune condition last April, 2020 in the first wave of the pandemic hitting our Black community in the MidWest. As the ambulance drivers took him away, little did I know that would be the last time I would see him as his Caregiver/daughter for over a month. Later that afternoon in calling the hospital I found I was refused visitation. Everyone was refused visitation due to raging Covid-19 hospitalizations in our community. I was stunned. Me, a retired medical social worker has always been at my father's side for the last 15 years. Image-2.jpg As time went on, I didn't hear from a doctor for 12 days, nurse contact was sporadic. I heard from a nurse that my father had contracted Covid-19 at the hospital 3 days after he went in. I badgered, cajoled the hospital social worker to see him to no avail. My father was too weak to handle a phone, but I did have 1 conversation after 15 days. He was despondent worried about me and why I wasn't there. I had to tell him about the hospital's no visitation policy. No one had told him! He was relieved I was okay. All I could do was cry. Dad got placed in a nursing home briefly that had a Covid-19 unit to help with patients who were too weak to go home. (No visitation of course). Then back to the hospital again to go into hospice. I got a call after a week in hospice that they were planning to move my father back to the nursing home because he hadn't died. The nurse persuaded me to come in as visitation was available because the unit had extra PPE's for family to wear. My boyfriend and I grabbed the chance. We spent 1 1/2 hour with Dad, talking, saying prayers. My father upon hearing my boyfriend's voice, in a slightly morphine drugged stupor looked at me then him, and spoke for the first time in 2 weeks. It was garbled, but it seemed important to him. After about a minute, my father relaxed and slept. He died the next day. The city lost his body for 3 torturous weeks later. I thought I would lose my mind. Thankfully my boyfriend and friends kept me from being a stark raving lunatic then. Once I got his body identified and cremated (funeral homes were Leary if Covid 19 victims and way overcrowded then) I relaxed. The owner of the city facility noticed my French last name - being Creole. He was from Louisiana and missed good gumbo recipes. I offered to text him a couple of family recipes. Delighted, he put 3 people to work to find Dad's body. It worked! I think my father, a master gumbo maker, who have chuckled over the Where's Waldo search for his body - and that gumbo recipes got him found! I miss his dry, sardonic humor and smile. The guilt over not bring able to visit him during his hospitalization haunts me a year later. My art got me through all of this - drawing everyday my feelings of loss that I could not express to my father. Author and writer name :- priyanshu Chicago Priyanshu
Chotu_Sagar · 1.8K Views
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