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The Shadow of Great Britain

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)
Chasing Time · 135.3K Views

The vengeful God in another world is me?! Wasn't it just a game?!

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image
FereliX25 · 22.6K Views

Descent of The Fallen Treant

Long ago, the gods created a world full of beauty & resources; ready to embrace all life that would come to inhabit it, the world started to become populated with animals, plants, and sentient beings like elves, beastmen, demons, humans, and more. At first, the races lived in harmony, and the gods granted blessings to help them grow, build, and hunt. It was wondrous, but then, conflict started to rise between the races; as time passed, darkness began to fester in their hearts: they grew envious of the others strengths, anxious & fearful at what they could do, disgusted at their appearances. Pressure continued to rise until it couldn’t any longer, and the Grand War descended upon those prepared and unprepared… The gods knew the sentient races couldn’t exist without conflict, as they themselves couldn’t, but to see how fast they have fallen into madness… Destruction erupted and came to every corner of the world, nothing was untouched by the war, millions of lives were gone in the blink of an eye for the gods, and there was no end in sight. The world that they all created together was being destroyed bit by bit by the war, but only when the races started committing unspeakable acts to each other and their own, even to the very world to gain unnatural power did they intervene. They all unified and came to an agreement. They descended to their now ruined world and forced the fighting to a close with their power and might. Once that was done, they enforced an enactment across the world; a price for all the terrible happenings during the Grand War. For all things, no matter how far away they were, they heard these words: "You had peace, you had hope, you all had a beautiful world, but now, you have BURNT it to the ground, you all have done sick, twisted deeds to gain the slightest edge in battle… We gave blessings, with the goal to help and spread growth, but you have absconded from our wishes and only used them for self-interest and murder… There was no need for such a large and bloody war to happen, yet this is what it came down to, the war wasn’t going to end before taking the entire world down with it. And so, we had no other choice but to get involved. We gods have decided upon a fitting punishment for ALL to live under… The world shall be refitted anew with resources to make up for what has been destroyed, burned, and the horrid damage to the planet will be reversed, however, since all of you created conflict with each other in a peaceful world, we thought you all would make peace with one another in a violent one. In 10 years time, monsters shall start roaming the world, spreading forth the destruction you all once wrought… Apart, you have no chance to survive the tide of change, but together, you will survive. That is all…prepare with these 10 years, and we wish you all the best of luck." The entire speech was done by the leader of the gods, the Goddess of Creation. And with a bright flash of light, they couldn't see anything, but once their vision returned, they were surprised. The gods were gone, and the world was no longer broken, scarred... but it wasn’t as beautiful as before the Grand War, this was an unspoken punishment from the gods: the world would NOT return to how it was, no matter how much they pleaded for its beauty to return. There was another untold punishment that everyone noticed imminently on reawakening, that their previous powers were now gone! All forms of power were reset to zero, and they would have to start from scratch! Without them being able to curse out the goddess for this indignation in fear of the incoming catastrophe, the races began to rebuild and train to recoup their strength. While they had made peace and worked mutually, there was always an underlying conflict, intolerance, lingering from the Grand War. As their time came to a close, things came to fruition just as the goddess said, monsters now roamed the world, spreading the havoc once sown by their own hands.
Storyteller_0 · 13.6K Views

The Eyes of 'Rah

Seraphine Patrick is a sweet, cheerful, and innocent girl who was born without an iris. A misfortune she had come to settle with while living in the outskirts of the village. She learned the act of self-reliant at a tender age when she lost the only parent she had ever known - her father. With the help of an eccentric old man, she worked in a pawn shop where she met a close-off, cold, and self-absorbed pure blood vampire, Xavier Orsini. Xavier is a cursed vampire whose birth disrupted the cosmic balance - he was not meant to be born. Due to his mother's misdeed, her punishment was to watch the child she went to a great length to conceive suffer throughout his lifetime. The path of Seraphine and Xavier not only crossed but their fate became intertwined when Seraphine was blessed with the eyes of a powerful spiritual being, Phemerah. Not only did Seraphine needed Xavier's protection from different species who would go to any lengths to possess the eyes, but he's also one of the few people who had no desire to aquire the eyes for himself. Xavier also discovered that with Seraphine's newfound abilities, there could be a way for his curse to be lifted. In the course of working together to achieve their goals, the two creatures with opposite traits found something more during their adventurous journey. ********** Excerpt: Few hours later when the sun was at its peak, true to Phemerah's word, her eyes fluttered open. "Oh thank the spirit god," the moon goddess jumped from where she had been sitting not quite long to rest her feet. Quickly moving to the bed, she offered her a glass of water, "are you all right, dear? Vamprith moved closer and brushed her locks aside, patting her carefully, "I'm fine." She replied with a raspy voice. "Is everything okay?" They asked, one doesn't need to ask about her power which has clearly left her body, the radiant skin is not the only give away but also the change in the color of her eyes, all trace of purple or lavender was gone, replace by brown eyes which marched her hair. "I'm fine" she repeated. "We both felt your abilities when it blessed our people, the surge of power in my wolves' limbs was enough to know they had gotten stronger." The Vampire King agreed, "I felt the agility in my vampires' body as well. The lightness in weight and strength in their power are enough sign that they have gotten stronger." The Moon goddess could not keep her curiosity at bay, "what about the eyes?" Phorus at that moment barged in, not minding that he could be punished for his rudeness, all he cared about was seeing his mistress. The goddess glared at him, just when she wanted to hear the location of the most powerful thing, "what insolence!" with narrowed eyes at Phorus for the rude interruption. Phorus bowed immediately, "forgive me my lady, I couldn't help but see for myself that that Lady Mine was awake, hale and hearty" "Do that again next time and you'll lose that eyes of yours, never to see your dear mistress anymore" she declared after Phemerah gave her an apologetic look for Phorus' behavior. "Dear Phorus, as you can see, I'm fine. I told you everything will be all right" "I'm glad you really are, Lady Mine, I thought I would never see you again." Not one to be patient for too long, the Moon goddess shooed him away so Phemerah could continue her speech. "So, what about the eyes?" "I don't know exactly where they are but I'm sure they are still in the Spirit realm; I can still feel them searching for a worthy abode. I'll know when they reside in another." "Is it possible to reside in a wolf" "Of course, species don't matter to them, they will reside in whoever they deem fit." "What if the worthy one is not yet born?" Said the Sun king "They will wait, even if they had to wait for centuries; they will. **********
Reemah_Rede · 6K Views

Fantasy, Monsters, and Magic: Exodus

Follow the story of Jake and his family as he battles poison, enemies, and more. Jake was a man who was once the peak of all. Though he gave that all away to save everyone. In the end, 600 years later, he was given the body of a character he created for his book. The way he got that you may ask? A friend who was a legendary beast came forth and gave their live energy and made him, his brother, and his younger sister who was a miscarry in the old world? To give them the bodies of the characters from his novel? He follows that characters journey until he is healed of his poison. From there he ventures forth on his own path, not letting anyone stand in his way as he wants to live his life for once. He was once the living Embodiment of power, though he hates it. In his new life he was poisoned and his family takes him to get healed when they are found by people in the glacier. From there on he plans on living his own life instead of following a laid-out path of his book, the part where he was poisoned, and living his own life for one instead of saving people and working towards a single goal like he did as Jake the Survivor. Going anywhere from saving Slaves, stopping corrupt nobles, going to his own school, time traveling. The gods may try to stop him though they will fail as he himself, even if he does not find out about it, is someone of unknown power. I need some help. I want some ground rules for when I finish this. The main point is, do Androgyne's or futa to be precise, exist when the story start, or are they wishes in creating chaos? I will be releasing chapter 53 and after on July 1st like last time, but it will come out more often, hopefully. It will stop at chapter 200 most likely. The chapters after that will come after a break. I was originally writing from April during school and the summer. But my new school doesn’t allow me to use my personal Gmail. So it will be slower. All I will be doing is changing some key factors that I decided make it hard to understand and to help with some things happening. Another thing, this will be a prequel in a sense for a future book. That will be about Jake as well, but when he has more of a sense of what and who he is. It will also bear FMM as it is the same series but with a short thing after it. Please Note chapters 78-94 include Slavery and a reference to R@pe. I do not SUPPORT those in any way at all, justice is served to the culprit in less than fifty chapters though. And all parties involved receive punishment at some point with-in this book. But slavery will be talked about throughout most of the book so please be aware. An as I said I do not PROMOTE or SUPPORT anything that goes against Human Rights and other peoples own Safety, Privacy, and Dignity. If this isn't comfortable with you then don't read, though the only mention of R@pe so far is with-in Chapters 78-88. There might be more, but they will be slight references instead. This is just a Warning. It is also to help show what is not accepted, mainly the speech in chapter 88, and that entire arc. If you feel this goes beyond certain things or anything else let me know so I can remove it. There are other stuff like this throughout the book that Jake fights against. That is the main “Idea” of this book, fighting for what’s right. Tags: Action, R18, Magic, Harem, Overpowered, Survival, Multiple Leads, Wizards, Righteous, Incest, Fantasy, Monsters, Medieval, Reincarnation, Worldbuilding, R18, Academy, Maids, Harem, School, Adventure, Discovery, Time Travel, Incest, Fighting, Building, Land, House, Romance, Love, Modern, War, Incest, R18, Harem. The R18 tags and stuff, Harem not included, are set later in the book, chapter 167+. The Land, House, and Building are mainly due to jakes original profession. Contact: Nightsurvivors00@gmail.com Discord Invite: https://discord.gg/MPHCHyZz2V
Night_Survivors · 75.1K Views

PROFOUND BOUND

"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. "My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***************~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,… Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how wou;d he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be linient or tough on him, its all his fate to face. Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known.., ~~~~~~~~~~~~****************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But, as stated earlier, as you all know, all wizards, royals, peasants, and members of higher social classes have one thing in common. They all had a fear—not a fear of debts or of God—but a fear of shame, and he, he who was borne out of the shame, bore the sin. A debt and label, he alone shall carry; and a bastard he became. May God have mercy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I appreciate all of you dearest readers for taking the opportunity to join me in my fantastical world, through my fondness for Willock. As we embark on this journey, and as you join me to see through the eyes of this young lad, I wish you all the enjoyment you desire, and may all your desires take the best of turns. This is a novel I'm quite, or rather, I'd say, I love writing. As the plot rises to its course and falls to its rhythms, I hope you will enjoy all the nuances of our dearest Willock. I acknowledge all of you and encourage you to keep pushing me to do more, and to reach the best of my potentials. All love. Enjoy, fam...
Rhoda_Andrian · 35.5K Views

My Best Friend Is A Transmigrator

A young man dies, and his soul transmigrates into another world. With his new body, he starts his journey to the peak of the world. Okay, wait, wrong script... We've seen this countless times, the MC dies and transmigrates to another world(mostly cultivation worlds) and starts his/her journey to the peak. But... what about his/her friends in this new world? Follow the journey of Leon, who finds a shocking secret after his dead friend suddenly came back to life. The body of his friend was occupied by a soul from another dimension, a place called Earth. His normal life took a turn, and with a new conviction after witnessing the death of his friend, he will rise to reign supreme, with his new transmigrated friend, of course. **************** "According to Pythagoras Theorem, we should be able to..." "Wait! Pytha what?!" "Pythagoras Theorem" "Pytha... Forget it, you do you, and I'll do me. You can say whatever you want" ****************** "Come, my friend, let the face slapping begin!" Some moments later... Smack! "Shit! Why'd you slap him?" "You said face slapping, right? Well, I'm doing just that" "It's a figure of speech! It doesn't mean you literally have to slap them on the face" "Oh! You should have explained earlier" ************************ On their journey to the peak, they discovered another shocking secret, Leon's friend wasn't the only transmigrator.... *********************** P.S: Cover art is not mine, I just edited it. If you're the creator and you want me to take it down, let me know. Disclaimer: The story will revolve around the Main character and the transmigrator(something like a dual mc)
Springs_Halo · 377K Views

The Mountain of the Alpha King

[As of 11/30/23 this novel's ROUGH DRAFT is COMPLETED] [Warning: 18+ Content! - cursing, dark themes, sexual content, and other adult matters are present - NOTE: there is NO 'knotting' in this story for both those who come looking for it, and those who want to avoid it. I just wanted to give a head's up either way. LGBTQ+ representation is also in this novel. :)] This is book one of the Ylphasia series. War, betrayal, loss, growth - none of these things were aspects of life that Myranda had in mind when she finally met her destined mate. The only problem was that her chosen was someone she absolutely despised - Prince Metas, the next rightful King to the Lycan Kingdom. From the bottom rungs of society, everything above her seemed like a dream - it was too bad her preconceived notions were far from wrong. In their journey to make a brighter future for their entire kingdom, Metas and Myranda learn that there is so much more to just being mates than their shared love. As they navigate the complications of starting a revolution, both Metas and Myranda discover just how compatible they actually are - and how much their paring means for the future of their kind. ----------------------------------------------------- [EXCERPT] "If you want my place so much, you should challenge me when the time comes. This is cowardice. You think I can beat you-no...You know I can beat you, and so you're trying to hurt Myranda to make me weaker. You're a bastard, a cheat and a liar, and you don't deserve to rule over our kingdom - and you never will. You have no valor, no honor - and no moral compass," Metas spat towards him, and kept his hair up on end involuntarily. "I'm drunk right now and easily pushed you over like a small paper bag filled with shit. Since you've so brilliantly shown what you'd truly like to do, I'll make sure she is safe from you. Meanwhile, perhaps you should train or learn better tactics from your papa," Metas continued, and even grinned with delight. "Even if you beat me in combat, the rest of those in power want to see you fall. You won't last," Silas warned, and reformed into his mortal self. "...but I do intend on challenging you. Unless you want to kill me right here and now since you're so confident." "There is no honor in killing you without the glory of showing you exactly what I am capable of in front of everyone. I will take Joss' advice and do nothing for now. I don't want to throw away honor for revenge. If you come near her again, I will kill you before you ever get the chance to prance around in front of high society with a little speech, and show off to your wife and no friends. Understand?" Metas asked menacingly, and now his gums were visible as saliva dripped from his lips and teeth, barely holding himself back. "I will drink your blood through your eye sockets if you lay one more fucking claw on her - understood?" Metas warned as he advanced towards the blonde male. "You letting me live will be the biggest regret of your life, Metas. Hold those words close to your heart when you lose everything to me," Silas sneered and turned away, but not before he locked eyes with Joss with a dare in his green orbs.
Starparticle · 114.5K Views

FRAINE: The Mistaken Mistress

“Let me take care of you,” said Zayn in a low, gentle voice. However, Fraine would never fall for it or believe whatever Zayn said. “For what? Do you think you can turn back time if you do that?” “At least I could repent for my mistakes. So let me help you.” “No, thanks!” Firmly, Fraine refused. “Fraine, I want my life to have meaning. Honestly, I don’t have the will to live anymore. But if you let me live with redemption,. Maybe, in this way, I could feel I am still alive.” * Fraine Dizon Michaels is a hard-working employee with no one to rely on but herself. However, when she was assigned to a new position with a high salary and more benefits, she declined the offer immediately because she didn’t want to see the people from her past. As for Zaijan ‘Zayn’ Lopez... sitting on top of the world is a curse, making his life miserable and lonely. But after someone returned from the past, he saw a glint of happiness. EXCERPT: “I’m going to resign from your company,” she said flatly. “Great. You can stay home.” He took the envelope and threw it into his drawer. The following week, Fraine stormed the President’s Office. She glared at the man, who ignored her presence but remained reading the documents in his hand. “Zaijan! I will look for someone else who is handsome and wealthier than you!” Head high, Fraine announced. Black lines are now visible on his forehead. He was memorizing his speech when this girl had nothing to do but measure his patience. When Zaijan didn’t respond or spare a glance in her direction, Fraine turned around and stomped her feet while heading to the door. He gritted his teeth and yelled, “They are all married! Good luck looking for one!” But then he stressed out inwardly. ‘Is she really willing to be someone’s mistress?’ ••••• Welcome to THE LOPEZ EMPIRE Book Series! *Book One: --HIS CONTRACTUAL MISTRESS Follow the HCM Instagram account for more updates, both from Book 1 and Book 2! www.instagram.com/eliseelleneth/ www.instagram.com/hcm_elise_elleneth/ *My other novels: 1. My Stubborn Mistress 2. Burning Passion (The Art is not mine. Credits to its rightful owner.)
Elise_Elleneth · 47.3K Views
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