Cube Patterns

Anomalies have always existed in the world, without any specific pattern. Sometimes they were places, other times objects, and occasionally, beings. Almost all anomalies possess something called “anomalous power” an innate ability that grants them capabilities that defy all the laws of nature. And I... ended up becoming one of these anomalies. New chapters are released 5 times per week Monday - Friday *** Visit my Patreon to get up to 21 chapters ahead - (21 chapters / one months ahead): Patr-eon: https://www.patreon.com/c/rowen_kun/membership

Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. A map of the main continent in in the comments of the first chapter. Just know its not a commissioned work of art but something rough I made so readers will have an understanding of the worlds borders and design. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

Yuan Zushen is transmigrated into an golden egg with dragon patterns carved on. In Ta Lo pocket dimension village in Marvel Universe, awakened Infinite Void Devouring System after regaining past life memories just after coming out of egg. 1.Eternal Immortal Soul and Infinite Resurrection. 2.Infinite Unrestrained Soul Defense. 3.Infinite Immortality Quota. 4.Absolute Void Contract. 5.Infinite Void Devouring. 6.Infinite Void Body. 7.Void Dimension & Infinite Dimensional Portal.

I died with her voice in my code—and woke up with nothing. No power. No past. No name worth keeping. Just a child’s body in a world where men obey, and women command breath, blood, and flame. The House of Anara runs the monastery that reshaped me. They think I’m quiet. Useful. Harmless. But I’ve begun to see the gaps in their structure. I have an eye for patterns. A mind built for systems. And more than anything— I have memory. I have theory.

Failing at the ceremony, Ethan became a Broken Carrier, the worst and weakest of them all. In this world where abilities had to be created and found through the Patterns, Ethan had no choice but to risk everything to change his fate. “So this is my Construct?” Ethan gazed at the massive gears of his core, preparing to harness a new power. The weakest carriers could always become the strongest, all that was needed were methods, desperate and risky, just like the world itself.

The people of Earth have been summoned once again. Scientists document six extinction events in Earth's history, but none of them were as natural as they claimed. Sylas and his family have been called back to the Browns, a family of billionaire elites with assets reaching into the trillions. He isn't sure what to expect until he touches a floating bronze cube that changes his life. [Bronze City Stele] [Status: Dormant] [Time to Activation: 04:13:38] Unfortunately, there's only one Stele and the Browns have already decided upon their candidates. If Sylas wants to control his own fate, he'll have to enter the Trial. Now, woefully unprepared, and stuck in a world filled with the extinct creatures of Earth, he'll have to carve out his own opportunity... whether the Browns like it or not. ======================== https://discord.gg/awespec instagram: @awespec_

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!" Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life. Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited. A single ember can set the fields ablaze. Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones! If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven! "Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—" Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees. "Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

They say devils are born, unleashed, and erased at 3 am. Vailhom is the only country that hunts them — hidden from the world, sending out trained killers to wipe devils off the face of the earth. These devils take many forms. Some look like us. Some don’t. Blade is one of Vailhom’s mainland hunters — cold, focused, and deadly. He doesn’t fight for glory. He follows orders, finishes the job, and moves on. But with each mission, something starts to feel off. Patterns. Whispers. The kind of signs you’re told to ignore. Blade thought this was just the job. He didn’t know he was standing on the edge of something far worse. Disclaimer: This is a work of dark fantasy. All characters, devils, and events are fictional. The story is not intended to reflect or represent any real religion or belief system. Devils in this story are evil and destructive forces — nothing more.

Good news, I traveled through time. Bad news, I traveled through time and became a tabby cat! In this world, the spirit pattern of the life wheel will be awakened at the age of 18, and the life span will be numerical. If you want to improve your strength, you have to keep kryptonian. Fortunately, Si Lanyi can switch between human and cat, and also obtained the inheritance of the god of death.

PROLOGUE: BLOOD AND FROST The night the Yun Clan fell, **Yun Zhuo** crawled from a mountain of corpses, clutching her dying sister **Yun Jin**. Flames devoured centuries of glory, but Yun Zhuo’s eyes burned fiercer: *“Those who harmed you… will burn.”* **BOOK 1: THE ASHEN PHOENIX** **Ten years later, two names terrorize the realms:** - **“The Vermilion Phoenix” Yun Zhuo** — Her heavenly flames incinerate armies. - **“The Silent Frost” Yun Jin** — Her smile freezes souls; her obsession knows no bounds. Yun Jin’s Mantra: *“Sister is mine. Those who touch her…* **turn to frost.”** When a noble dared flirt with Yun Zhuo, he awoke encased in ice, screaming as his spirit shattered. When an ally stayed past midnight strategizing, Yun Jin erased his memories with a whisper: *“I’ll clean it for you, Sister.”* **BOOK 2: SCORCHING THE FALSE SUN** The sisters infiltrate the Celestial Court, targeting the architect of their ruin — **Crown Prince Shen Qingheng**. **Three Acts of Retribution:** 1. **Economic Annihilation**: They bankrupt his empire, turning gold to ash. 2. **Social Execution**: At his coronation, Yun Jin projects his sins — regicide, betrayal, demonic pacts — onto the sky. *“Bow to your true king: a serpent!”* 3. **Divine Punishment**: Yun Zhuo’s flames melt his bones; Yun Jin’s frost imprisons his shrieking soul in **“Eternal Icefire.”** **BOOK 3: THE ABYSS STIRS** Victory awakens an ancient evil — **Xuan Zhu, the God of Decay**, who poisoned Yun Jin’s blood since birth. **Twisted Truths:** The sisters are the last **“Orderweavers”**, destined to balance cosmic energies of **Purity (Qing)** and **Blight (Zhuo)**. Xuan Zhu corrupts nations, igniting a holy war to harvest their power. **Yun Jin’s Choice**: As her cursed blood devours her, she smiles: *“Use my death to kill him, Sister.”* Yun Zhuo grips her trembling hand: *“We live or die* **together.***”* BOOK 4: VERMILION AND FROST, UNITED** At the edge of reality, they confront Xuan Zhu within a black hole devouring stars. **Final Confrontation:** **Xuan Zhu’s Might**: Summons dead gods; twists space into slaughterhouses. **Yun Jin’s Sacrifice**: She shatters her soul into **“Eternal Frost,”** freezing the abyss itself. *“For you… I’d devour gods.”* **Yun Zhuo’s Answer**: Merging her flames with Yun Jin’s frost, she unleashes **“Chaos Annihilation”** — a light that unmakes divinity. **Epic Climax**: *As Xuan Zhu crumbles, Yun Jin fades into starlight… Yun Zhuo carves her own heart, binding her sister’s spirit within:* **“My fire is your forever home.”** **EPILOGUE: CITY OF TWILIGHT** A millennium later, **Zhuo-Jin City** floats above the ruins — a nexus where Qing and Zhuo energies dance. **Legends Whisper:** The Phoenix Empress walks alone, tracing frost patterns only she sees. When war threatens, silver petals bloom from her chest, freezing entire battlefields. **Last Line**: Her fingers brush empty air… and a familiar chill kisses her palm. *“Always watching, my little frost.”*

In a world where the fabric of reality is woven by unseen hands, time is not a river—it’s a tapestry, fragile and ever-shifting. Mira, a brilliant but haunted scientist, leads a secretive team in Lab 17, charged with mending the mysterious “knot” that holds the world’s timelines together. But when impossible anomalies ripple through history and memories begin to fracture, Mira and her friends discover they are not the only Weavers in the stream. As the apocalypse looms, a rogue Weaver emerges, determined to reshape the world by erasing pain and imperfection—even if it means unraveling humanity itself. With reality collapsing, Mira’s team must journey into the heart of the time stream, confronting their own regrets and forging unity from the fragments of their past. Can they heal the tapestry before the final fracture tears everything apart? Or will the Watchers’ ancient secrets doom them all? Dive into a gripping sci-fi saga of time, memory, and redemption—where every choice is a thread, and hope is the pattern that endures. Sea of Unraveling Hours By Reven Blade

Betrayed by his own gang when he thought it was all over, Kael’s life took an unexpected turn. The strange black cube he had stole pulled him from the brink of death and threw him into the New World. A world filled with secrets, magic, monster and endless opportunities. Now, Kael is no longer just a survivor. Instead he is the master and creator of his own dungeon: The Dungeon of Greed.

He’s her assistant. Loyal. Obedient. Untouchable. Victoria Sharp built her tech empire from scratch. She's rich, ruthless, and always in control. No scandals, no distractions—especially not from a certain devastatingly attractive executive assistant with bewitching eyes and a voice that could ruin her in seconds. James Mitchell has worked under Victoria for three years, hiding his desire behind professionalism and perfect ties. He knows the rules. He respects her boundaries. But when she starts breaking her own, James isn’t sure how long he can keep pretending he doesn’t want her. What begins as subtle tension—lingering stares, coffee with hidden meanings, after-hours “accidental” meetings—spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. She’s used to power. He’s used to silence. But neither of them is ready for obsession. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "If you want these lips, then earn them." James's words hung in the air between them, transforming the atmosphere in Victoria's office from tense confrontation to something entirely unprecedented. Victoria sat frozen in her chair, her lips still parted in silent shock, her mind struggling to process what had just transpired. Earn them. The phrase echoed in her thoughts, foreign and disorienting. "If you want to keep tasting these lips, then you'll have to woo me." The additional statement landed like a second shockwave. Woo him? Victoria Sharp didn't woo anyone. ------------- "Victoria, what are you—" James words died in his throat as he felt the warm, wet heat of her tongue against his exposed chest. Victoria had found the gap in his shirt and was licking his skin with deliberate, erotic slowness that made his entire body go rigid with shock and arousal. The sensation was unlike anything James had ever experienced—raw and intimate and so unexpected that it short-circuited his ability to think coherently. Victoria's tongue was warm and soft against his skin, tracing patterns that sent bolts of electricity straight to his core. This was madness, she knew that. But she was past caring about sanity or propriety or any of the rules that had governed her life up until this moment. All she cared about was the man in her arms and the way he made her feel like she was coming alive for the first time in years. Her tongue found the small mole on under his right eye, and she felt James's entire body shudder at the contact. "I love that mole on you," she whispered against his skin, her voice husky with desire. James's eyes slammed shut at the intimate contact, his body betraying him as a soft groan escaped his lips. The sensation of Victoria's tongue on his face was so unexpected, so boldly sensual, that his pulse hammering against his throat. "I will do as you say, James," she said, her voice husky with desire and determination. "I will woo you." The words sent a jolt of satisfaction through James's system, but it was her next statement that made his breath catch. "However, you should know that I am very territorial." "You just sit down, look effortlessly handsome, and prepare to be wooed," she said, her voice carrying all the authority of a woman who was used to getting exactly what she wanted. "Remember, James," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper that somehow managed to carry more authority than any shout ever could. "You are mine." The declaration hung between them like a brand, marking him as surely as if she'd physically claimed him. Enemies-to-lovers tension CEO x Executive Assistant Office slow-burn with high heat Obsession, betrayal, and emotional redemption One woman who’s never been owned—and the man she can’t control If you love dominant heroines breaking their own rules, devoted but strong men, and drama that keeps you breathless, then be ready to be will consumed.

I never asked for a new life—especially not one torn from a college farewell party and dropped into a forest lit by twin moons. One moment, I was drowning in boredom and fake smiles. The next, I was surrounded by terrified classmates, a divine being calling us “heroes,” and a promise of trials where survival wasn’t guaranteed. Every fifty years, the gods summon new champions from distant worlds. This time, we were the chosen ones. A hundred students. One forest. A trial designed to kill—and only a few will live to reach the kingdoms beyond. We’re each given a unique skill. One chance to ask a single question. Then, we must form groups, escape the forest, and survive the monsters waiting in the shadows. But I’ve read stories like this before. I know what happens to the naive, the kind, the unprepared. I won’t be one of them. Knowledge is power. Patterns are knowledge. Observe first. Act later.

[AUTHOR NOTE, REFRESH YOUR READING LIST, CHAPTER 45 TO 53 UPDATED AND FIXED] [Author Note: Vol 2 has started, NTR, CUCKOLD AND TABOO] All fictional characters are above 18 [WARNING THIS NOVEL IS A SEX NOVEL WHICH INCLUDES SEX CONTENT] Arthur's head hurt like crazy as he woke up. He kept his eyes closed, rubbing his temples and feeling a super comfy bed under him - definitely not his cheap mattress back home. "What the hell...?" he mumbled as he finally looked around. He was in some rich person's bedroom with a fancy four-poster bed and red silk sheets. Sunlight came through pretty stained glass windows, making red patterns on the marble floor. Everything screamed royalty - fancy mirrors, portraits of hunting scenes, and even a painting of a barely-dressed goddess that seemed to be watching him. "How did I get here?" Arthur wondered, getting out of bed. "I definitely drank too much at Mark's party last night" The last thing he remembered was almost getting hit by a car while crossing the street. Looking in a mirror, he got another shock. He didn't look like himself at all! Instead of being skinny with acne scars, he now had muscles, clear skin with just one cool scar on his jaw, with a reddish brown hair, and green eyes. "Damn, I'm hot," he said, touching the scar. For a moment, he remembered his old life. He pushed up his glasses. Kids made fun of him. Jessica laughed at him when he asked her out. "Like I'd be with a loser like you," she told him. Suddenly Arthur realized what was happening. "I've been transported to another world! Just like in those stories online!" He spun around excitedly. "I must be someone important here. This is gonna be so cool! Watch out, fantasy world, your new hero has arrived!" Right then, blue text appeared floating in front of him: [System Starting Up...] [Host Found: Prince Arthur Lionheart] [Soul Check: Person from Another World] [Magic Type: Incubus Powers Activated] "Incubus?" Arthur asked in shock. "Like, those demons that seduce people?" [That's right. Your family's magic has changed because of your Earth soul's hidden desires. Congrats on finding your true potential.] "Can I change it? I want to be a cool battle wizard or something!" [Not possible. Your soul has permanently connected to the Incubus powers. Accept it - your charm is your weapon, attraction is your shield.] "Fuck," Arthur groaned. [Exactly. The more sexual intimacy you have, the stronger you'll become.] Arthur's eye twitched. "Very funny. Just... tell me what I can actually do."

In a world ruled by powers, rank is everything. Society thrives on a strict hierarchy where the powerful rise and the powerless are crushed underfoot. D ranks all the way up to S rank. At the bottom of that chain are the Blanks—those born without any ability. Worthless. Invisible. Doomed. Zaire has always been one of them. Mocked, beaten, and discarded, he’s endured every cruelty that comes with being a Blank. In a prestigious academy built on ranks and reputation, Zaire survives through silence. He shows up, stays out of the way, and endures the fists, the whispers, the scorn. After all, what can someone like him do in a place made to glorify strength? Hes weak. And Zaire is trying to believe it too. But when old patterns resurface and the mask begins to crack, the monster within starts to stir again. Because in a world where only the strong survive... what happens when the devourer stops pretending to be prey?

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

Class XI-C is cursed. That’s what the whispers say. Students are vanishing. Names are being forgotten. Entire identities erased like they never existed. Vicki Arana wasn’t supposed to be special. Just another teenager trying to survive high school without failing math or losing his mind. Unfortunately, he already failed the second one. Because something ancient lives inside him. An entity of war. Of oaths. Of blood. Its name is Avici Narak, and it whispers in forgotten tongues and drags nightmares into daylight. When the boundary between memory and reality starts to fracture, Vicki along with his golden-retriever best friend Raka Ardhana, and ruthless logic-machine Nayla Miarna must unravel the truth behind the school’s hidden history, a growing pattern of disappearances, and a blood covenant that should have stayed buried. All while being stalked by forces older than the gods. There's a shadow that watches. A broker that knows too much. And an ancient name no one dares to say: Narakasura. The rules of existence are breaking. The pact is unraveling. And Vicki may not survive long enough to ask: “Whose name disappears next?”

Ashley Wilson was raised within an affluent and lovely family. This privilege offered her access to a well structured cognitive development. Growing up, she had a top-notch lifestyle, ranging from education to social. She rode on fundamental life’s principles. Her successes were significantly connected to her potent family background, alongside the determination and resolute spirit she exuded. Amidst these advantages, there loomed a major factor that could hinder her from getting the best in life, which was fear. Dispelling that trait would help in maximising her goals. Ashley almost slipped into depression, thinking her dad who happened to be a Lieutenant General was gone, and might not return home, due to a peacekeeping engagement. Her dad occupied an irreplaceable place in their lives. Will her spirit be revivified back to her lively state to keep pursuing her goals back in life? How seamless will her medical school dream be? What significant pressure will her choice of career portend in shaping her psyche and decision making pattern, bringing out a rounded and fulfilled person she had been programmed to be? In some circumstances, she doused the tension of dread or trepidation by bracing up to become successful through the odds. Similarly, her thoughts and decisions were processed to align with some sort of anxiety, dictating her choices. Other events revolved round the minor plot of a male character who was undaunted by his family’s past emotional and mental fear against suppressing his dream of a military career. The novel captures various scenarios of angst following certain occurrences. It’s chronicled through a developmental plot structure of anxiety. It further touches on love, passion, determination, successes and failure explored through diverse characters.

In a world where cities float above the earth and ancient beasts roam the land, truth has long since been buried beneath the clouds… Seventeen-year-old Aryan has lived his entire life in a cursed land city — a crumbling outpost surrounded by monsters with fangs like swords and demons with human faces. His mother, a low-tier Light wielder, died from a mysterious illness when he was seven. His father? Vanished in a classified government mission years earlier, investigating the very secrets the world refuses to speak of — the beasts, the demons… and the floating cities themselves. No one knows Aryan exists — not the ruling government, not the elite nobles who live high above in shining cities suspended 1000 feet in the sky, not even the assassin guilds and rebel warlords fighting for scraps of power on the surface. But Aryan is about to shatter their silence. Hidden within this fractured world lies a shattered ancient artifact — a mysterious cube once powerful enough to hold the balance between land, sky, and beyond. Split into four fragments, each held in secret corners of the world — from the heavenly Sky Government cities to the beast-infested wilds — its true purpose is unknown… but it calls to Aryan. As he journeys across deadly lands aboard flying warships, hunted by assassins, tracked by beasts, and haunted by fragments of his parents’ forgotten legacies, Aryan begins to uncover a terrifying truth: The cities were never meant to float... The beasts were never meant to exist... And he was never meant to survive. But fate doesn’t care what the world intended. Aryan is coming — and he’s not just looking for answers. He’s looking to break the sky open.

Kael Valeon has nothing — no magic, no prestige, only his fists and his love for his sister, Lyra. But when Lyra is revealed to possess a rare, divine-level constitution, the two are thrown into a world of power, politics, and deadly secrets. Kael barely scrapes into the academy beside her… unaware that within him sleeps the fragment of a forgotten god. As betrayals unfold and ancient forces stir, Kael awakens a power that could challenge the heavens — if it doesn’t consume him first. Bound by blood. Forged by fate. Hunted by gods. The world is breaking, and Kael might be the only one who remembers how it was built.

He has walked through countless worlds—realms of swords and shadows, of gods and monsters. In each life, he bore a new name, rewrote destinies, and defied endings. But now, in the war-torn world of Remnant, he awakens once more—memories fractured, power dormant, yet instinct screaming: something is deeply wrong. Reincarnated into RWBY, a world on the brink of chaos, he knows this isn't just another cycle. The patterns of fate are tangled—Team RWBY’s future is shifting, Ozpin’s secrets run deeper, and Salem’s darkness stretches further than recorded history. With knowledge from lifetimes past and skills forged in countless battles, he must navigate familiar events twisted by unseen forces. This time, he's not just changing fate—he's chasing the truth behind it

With the clashing might of steam and rune, who can discern the true patterns of reality? Shrouded in cosmic silence and ancient malevolence, who or what is the lurking entity that unravels existence? Waking up to a world fractured by incomprehensible forces, Elias Reed finds himself reborn as Alucent Luci in a steampunk-fantasy realm where he sees a society filled with steam engines, rune-forged automatons, arcane Runeforce, intricate Fate-Weaving, terrifying Void corruption, and fragmented echoes of a distant Earth. The Loom's song continues to echo, but the Void's silence has never gone far. Follow Alucent as he finds himself entangled with the very fabric of reality, battling conceptual horrors while slowly developing perilous powers from his unique Void Path and his connection to the Loom. Like the enigmatic "Loom's New Anchor" that binds his fate to cosmic truths, this is the legend of "Alucent Luci," the Ruinwright destined to fight for the coherence of all existence.

Purity a low ranking, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

On the forgotten world of Baedakar, life is a daily struggle against stone, scarcity, and the invisible hand of oppression. The villagers toil in the shadow of a galaxy that has left them behind, their every attempt at progress quietly sabotaged by forces they cannot see. While most accept the world as it is, a few begin to notice the patterns the subtle failures, the stifled ambitions, the sense that something, or someone, is holding them back. When a wandering outsider arrives, bringing rare knowledge and a hunger for lost truths, a small group of villagers is drawn together by curiosity, loyalty, and the quiet ache for something more. Their search for answers leads them deep beneath Baedakar’s surface, where they uncover evidence of deliberate sabotage and a hidden network of surveillance. The truth is more unsettling than they imagined their world is a mask, its people pawns in a greater game orchestrated by shadows. As the group races to expose the conspiracy, they must decide whom to trust and how far to go for the hope of freedom. Their journey will test the bonds of friendship and the limits of courage, as they risk everything to carry the truth beyond Baedakar’s walls. But the Council’s reach is long, and the galaxy’s indifference is deep. The first spark of rebellion is lit, and the fate of many may rest on the choices of a few who dare to question the darkness.

n a forgotten corner of the world, amidst the whispers of rural wind and the monotony of farm life, resides Elias, a child whose mind defies all human logic. He knows no boredom, only an infinite universe of patterns to unravel. His quantum brain not only allows him to understand the present with unprecedented clarity but also resonates with the echoes of primal wisdom, connecting him to an essence of humanity lost to time. With an innocence as cold as his impeccable logic, Elias seeks neither fame nor power. His sole goal is limitless exploration, the constant improvement of everything he observes, and a total comprehension of the world's vast and complex tapestry. For him, every element of life is a thesis to be proven, a mystery his intellect yearns to unveil. Step into the mind of a prodigy who doesn't conform to imposed rules but rewrites them in his silent pursuit of absolute knowledge.

Before time began, there existed a higher-dimensional entity—the Supreme Being—who created everything in existence, from gods to galaxies. He tasked the gods with shaping the universe, giving rise to planets, stars, and the mortal world of Terra. For eons, the Supreme Being watched over his creation from his divine throne, observing the rise and fall of civilizations and the complex lives of mortals. However, as ages passed, the Supreme Being grew weary of his role as a mere observer. Bored by the predictable patterns of existence, he made a daring decision—to abandon his divine throne and descend into Terra as a mortal. Taking on a human form, he sought to experience life firsthand, to understand the joys, sorrows, and challenges that mortals face. As he journeys through Terra, the Supreme Being, now known as Arthur, discovers the beauty and pain of mortal existence. But his presence in the mortal realm begins to disrupt the natural order, drawing the attention of the gods. Faced with a choice between returning to his divine realm or embracing his newfound humanity, Arthur's decision will determine the fate of both Terra and himself. (Mature Content R18+)————————————— Disclaimer: The image isn't mine if you are the owner of the image, if you want to me to take it down just comment and i will gladly take it down. (This is my first novel I hope you like it and please leave a review.) ------------------------------------------ My other novel: Rise of The Strongest Harem King(DXD)

A word of advice for surviving a place like Schroon Falls: If a ghost offers you a job, take the money. The dead, after all, are famously bad with paperwork. Just be careful. In a town of crumbling manors and modernist cubes, every shadow has an angle and every echo has an agenda. The most convincing hauntings aren’t about the ghosts themselves, but about the person they’ve chosen to speak through. Sanity is negotiable. Rent is not.

"Forever in my heart; a tale of friendship and love" tells the story of two individuals who start as friends and gradually become friends discovering an extraordinary bond that goes beyond the constraints of time. As destiny weaves its pattern they find themselves as soulmates embracing a love that knows no limits. However lifes unexpected twists and turns bring forth obstacles. As they reach a certain stage in life fate deals them a devastating blow. Join us on this tender journey as they navigate the joys and sorrows of genuine love leaving an everlasting imprint, on each others hearts.

In a world where humans from have discovered a way to tap into the powers of the omniscient realm , Kealin Thompson is granted a system that allows him to control time and space , and becomes the vessel for a God.