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It is the beginning of class at the Reignia Magic Academy. Lucien, a young mage, encountered something ancient in this very first day. How will this twist of fate impact his destiny as he grows into becoming a powerful mage? ************************************ Hi reader! Welcome to the world of Magia Wielder! If you are into stories where growth, bond, and character development is important, then you are in the right portal! Come with me! Enjoy as we imbark on this journey where an encounter leads to another and where a flick of a wand shapes that which lies ahead. ************************************ Thank you for reading my very first novel! Please share your honest comments or some thoughts you have! I'm currently a student, but I'll try to write and upload a chapter or two everyday. Stay Safe! ~Ryo

Nathan West has it all—wealth, power, and a legacy waiting for him. But when he meets Scarlett Madison, a sharp-tongued, ambitious woman from a working-class family, his carefully crafted life begins to unravel. Against all odds, they fall in love, defying his father’s wishes and building a life together in the face of poverty and adversity. Their happiness is short-lived when Scarlett is diagnosed with a life-threatening illness, and secrets about Nathan’s family come to light. An illegitimate heir, Alex, emerges, threatening to claim the West fortune, while hidden truths about Scarlett’s own past begin to surface. As Nathan and Scarlett navigate betrayal, family rivalries, and their own personal struggles, they uncover a web of lies spun by political enemies and long-buried secrets that could destroy them. With love as their anchor and courage as their weapon, they face impossible odds to expose the truth and reclaim their future. But when life itself hangs by a thread, will their bond be enough to overcome the ultimate test?

``` « Même si cet univers n'est vraiment rien de plus qu'une forêt brutale, sanglante, ombragée, nous les Cultivateurs brûlerons tout ce que nous possédons juste pour produire une faible étincelle vacillante dans les ténèbres ! « Peu importe la faiblesse de chaque étincelle, sa brièveté, sa petitesse… Tant que les étincelles affluent sans relâche, alors un jour, l'une d'entre elles allumera un peu d'amadou, et cet amadou enflammera des branches tombées, et ces branches embraseront chaque arbre de la forêt jusqu'au dernier ! « Au final, même les plus petites étincelles finiront par mettre le feu à la forêt ombragée et illumineront le monde entier ! » ------ ** Qidian International et l'ancien traducteur, M. Strivon, ont trouvé un accord pour racheter les chapitres et les héberger sur notre site. Nous continuerons la traduction à partir du dernier chapitre traduit par M. Strivon ** ```

Lin Yuan, carrying the "Door to Myriad Worlds," transmigrated into the Great Universe of the Starry Sea. Here, the mightiest could obliterate star systems with the flick of a finger, and traverse millions of light-years in an instant. As a bottom-dweller, Lin Yuan could only rely on the "Door to Myriad Worlds" and his innate talent, "Against-Heaven's Understanding," to travel through countless worlds, silently growing stronger. 【Your Against-Heaven's Understanding allows you to cultivate the Muscle-Tenden Transformation Bible, comprehending the 'Muscle-Tendon Transformation Blood Tempering Divine Technique'】 【Your understanding is Heaven-Against, upon extending your comprehension to the Thunder in the Palm, results in the mastery of the 'Thunder Creation Opening Technique'】 【Your understanding is Heaven-Against, while observing the birth and death of worlds, leads to the insight of the 'World in the Palm'】 【Your understanding is Heaven-Against,, through studying the art of external incarnations, culminates in the 'Self-Transformation Great Technique'】 ...... In his unending travels, Lin Yuan ceaselessly grew stronger, until... he was unrivaled across all worlds.

"Selbst wenn dieses Universum wirklich nichts anderes ist als ein brutaler, blutiger, schattenhafter Wald, werden wir Kultivatoren alles verbrennen, was wir haben, nur um einen einzigen schwachen, flackernden Funken in der Dunkelheit zu erzeugen! "Egal, wie schwach jeder einzelne Funke ist, wie kurzlebig, wie klein... Solange die Funken ungebremst fließen, wird eines Tages einer dieser Funken Zunder entzünden, und dieser Zunder wird einige heruntergefallene Äste entzünden, und diese Äste werden jeden einzelnen Baum des Waldes in Brand setzen! "Am Ende werden selbst die kleinsten Funken den schattigen Wald in Flammen setzen und die ganze Welt erleuchten!" ------ ** Qidian International und der frühere Übersetzer, Herr Strivon, haben sich darauf geeinigt, die Kapitel aufzukaufen und sie auf unserer Website zu hosten. Wir werden die Übersetzung ab dem letzten von Herrn Strivon übersetzten Kapitel fortsetzen **

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

After arriving in Japan, I became a high school student named Kamiyagawa. Looking around— Hanako crouched in the bathroom, waiting for someone to knock on the door; the Split-Mouth Woman wandered the streets with scissors in hand; Miss Mary's deathly calls echoed incessantly; the wails and barks in Inunaki Village never ceased; the Ubume searched for her long-dead child; the Aoandon smiled, enticing passersby to play with the lanterns of a hundred demons… In a crumbling world rampant with sinister tales and malevolent spirits, Kamiyagawa set a small goal for himself: "Defeat all the demons and monsters, and become the supreme ruler of ghosts and deities."

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters. Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia? The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms... Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening. Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The schizophrenic and bullied middle schooler Lee Jin-woo is about to start high school, but just when he thought his biggest worry would be finding a way to avoid drawing attention to himself, a virus outbreak occurred on the second day, plunging his school into a nightmarish hell, a setting straight out of a zombie thriller movie. However, while he was trapped in this come-to-life zombie horror-flick, not only does he have to think of a way to survive, but he also has to grapple with the fact that this virus outbreak might have been caused by his careless mistake from earlier in the morning. .... A rewrite of 'Apocalypse: Apparently, I Can See Zombies' #Story based in South Korea #Story based on South Korean zombie thrillers #Story best read at night #Story best read in bed #Story has plot twists #Story has irredeemable villains # Enjoy the story :)

When a cosmic threat awakens, Kaion, a carefree young man from a remote planet, discovers an extraordinary power tied to the legendary Eternal Core—a divine energy that sustains the universe. As the sinister Voidbringer rises, Kaion is thrust into a galactic battle alongside fiery fighter Raya and the sharp-tongued alien Grin. With ancient relics to uncover, powerful enemies to face, and the fate of existence hanging in the balance, Kaion must grow from an untested fighter into a hero capable of standing against the darkness. But with the universe unraveling, will Kaion’s newfound strength be enough to save everything he loves? "Dawn of Power" is a tale of cosmic battles, friendship, and the ultimate test of courage.

Edward's touch was gentle yet electrifying as he drew Seutsui closer, his lips seeking hers with a hunger that mirrored her own. As their mouths met in a fervent kiss, a rush of heat surged between them. With a tender caress, Edward's tongue traced the curve of Seutsui's lips, seeking entrance to the depths of her being. As she parted her lips in silent invitation, he delved inside, their tongues entwining with desire.  *** He crouched down to my height and sighed. " Listen here, muffin," he began, his tone gentle yet firm "I wish I could tell you, but I think it's better if we wait for Saitous. So now, be a good girl and stop worrying so much, okay?" There was no room for Argument yet his voice... I didn't feel the reliance I always felt when he talked. He gently patted my hair and walked towards his room. This is worrying me more and more... "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" A lost princess unravels her hidden truth, setting forth on a courageous journey to reclaim her birthright. "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" chronicles the tale of hushed longings echoing through the challenging path she forges. With a delicate yet determined spirit, the princess stands resolute in fighting for her and her people. Amidst the thorns, the only confidant she had and wanted yet struggled to keep was a possessive and potent man whose love was clouded by warmth just for her. Why should she struggle? Who would dare to touch her with him beside her? Who would dare to take her from him? As she grapples with her own conflicted emotions will she be able to survive two people? One in whom she finds her solace and where she planted her love and one who claims her as his yet dare to be so cruel to her. Can she navigate the treacherous path to her rights while finding warmth in the most unexpected places? Content Warning: Attention Readers: This is a work of fiction intended to transport you to another dimension of storytelling. However, it may ventures into dark romance, exploring themes such as abuse, graphic fantasies, captivity, violence, and non-consensual acts. Please be aware that these themes are depicted in a graphic manner. Characters and incidents in this book are purely products of the author's imagination and are works of fiction. While sweet romance is also present, it's imperative not to disregard this warning. If you find certain content distressing or triggering, take the necessary steps to prioritize your mental well-being. Your emotional health is paramount, and it's perfectly acceptable to opt out of reading if you feel uncomfortable. Thank you for your understanding and consideration.

Jeremiah Hayes was a football prodigy, debuting for Manchester United at fifteen and becoming their youngest goalscorer. By twenty-four, he was a household name. But one reckless tackle ended everything, leaving him with a shattered knee and a career cut short. Years later, hope was reborn in his son, Jerry. At fifteen, Jerry was everything Jeremiah had been—quick, sharp, and destined for greatness... unfortunately just not as good. Playing for a grassroots academy, Jerry Jr was about to compete in a local tournament, his first real chance to prove himself, and just before it started, that was when he heard it... a single bell chime. [Ding!] This book is a work of fiction. While it includes the names of actual football clubs, footballers, and locations, these elements are used purely for fictional purposes. Any resemblance to real events, matches, or individuals' actions is entirely coincidental. It is not the intent of this book or its author to breach any form of copyright, trademark, or intellectual property agreements associated with the mentioned clubs, players, or organizations. All rights remain with their respective owners.

Moe, a recent graduate from a prestigious university, is on the hunt for a job when fate takes an unexpected turn. After acing a crucial interview, he finds himself in a life-altering accident that transmigrated him into a Fantasy world. After transmigration, instead of gaining extraordinary powers, he awakens in the body of Arthur Jr., an incompetent king ruling over the small kingdom of Keldoria. In a realm where magic is commonplace, Arthur Jr. is unable to wield any magical abilities, leaving him at a significant disadvantage. However, armed with the authority of a king and the knowledge of modern society he will transform the small kingdom of Keldoria into a advance nation where technology and magic coexist. What is the key factor in building a great nation? --Its money. To obtain more gold, Moe, currently King Arthur need to create a new tax-system that benefit all the citizen while also maintain good relationship with noble even if the new tax system make them pay more tax. How will Arthur implement the rule and tax? When will he put his business and engineering degrees, which he studied back on Earth, to use? Find Out :) -----Disclaimer------- This is a slow-progression kingdom building story. The pacing may be a bit slow to reader but I will make sure that every chapters are amazing. Thus readers who like fast pace and very OP MC from start might dislike this novel. Reader can expect more macro economics than micro economics since this is building a kingdom/country instead of running a business. Also, MC will not have OP skill or ability but will balance it by making use of his knowledge and authority as a king. It is my first time ever to write a novel so to be honest, I use AI(GPT and Blackbox.io) to enhanced/rewrite my writing. However the idea, world building, concept and everything else is written by me and me alone. So reader who enjoy 100% Human work I am sorry to disappoint you, however I don't use AI by giving it idea prompt and copy pasting the result but I write on my own then I use AI to enhance my writing style and making it more enjoyable to read. Thus the writing may involved AI but it is 100% human idea and concept. Hope you enjoy!!!!

In a world that is defined by power, Lance stands out as the only enigma-nap, with no visible aim and a razor-sharp tongue. This lazy, sharp-tongued orphan, however, hides under the indifferent face a very sharp mind and single terrifying thought: 'Can I become a god?' He transforms that rather weird obsession into an obstinate path for becoming the controller of the very texture of society. Thus, in walking such cunning schemes, he really very well plans the things in a manner that all those who will be caught in the web don't know how they got entrapped. Ranging from the shadowy syndicates to ancient bloodlines vying for supremacy, everyone is just another piece on his board. Evelyn, heiress to a legacy now crumbling, has her own fights. Mysteriously, both parents vanished in relation to a top-secret research project. The thing preventing total destruction of the family's an ancient curse: utter ruin to any that lay a hand upon this bloodline-the protection has already started to fade. In a fateful meet with Lance, Evelyn would acquire an artifact capable of giving unimaginable superhuman powers. But one condition binds their uneasy alliance: equivalent exchange. Such were destined to forge alliances as well as betray and cut secret deals, and in such noise, Lance discovers the buried legacy of his own blod, a legacy that perhaps holds the key to his grand ambition towards godhood. Bloodlines are unveiled, as underground superhuman races come to light, and as secret organizations revealed their own conspiracy towards ascendencion. Lance sacrifices pawns in a larger game that only he can see in every moves. Even gods bleed. Will Lance maneuvers his enemies to rise to the throne of immortality or will his cold calculations be trumped by love, betrayal, and the unraveling secrets of his past?.

Ever wondered what it felt like to be eaten alive— Gnawed on by countless insects… Where every piece of your flesh serves no purpose other than to send signals of pain… to remind you of your situation… to cause you to scream— Open your mouth wide, letting the insects find another path of entry… A tongue kiss from a thousand bugs… You’d think it would be painful… it is. But not excruciatingly so… The true pain was in my mind— Knowing what was happening to me… Knowing this is the end…

Feel the terror of becoming prey. Witness how easily we turn into predators. ––– “P-Please! Please spare me!” The man was trembling, eyes wide and full of terror, his voice barely more than a strangled whisper. Blood dripped from Luka’s hands, pooling at his feet, but none of it was his. Not a scratch marked his skin—only the crimson stains of the lives he had already taken. He crouched low, bringing himself face-to-face with the man. “I’ll make it quick.” The man sobbed harder at this statement, his hands clenching uselessly at the dirt beneath him as if begging the ground itself for mercy. Luka didn’t flinch. He didn’t waver. Mercy wasn’t part of the game. Behind him, shadows twisted unnaturally, whispering promises of power, of more blood to spill. They clung to him like old friends, feeding on his resolve, urging him forward. He didn’t need their encouragement—this was what he had become. A knight once sworn to protect. A man once burdened by weakness. But here, in this world where survival ruled and hesitation meant death, Luka was something else entirely.

The world that Gorgon lives in is changing. The people have for a long time grown complacent and forgotten the stories of the great beasts that once roamed their world. Plague and war has embroiled the land of Dysanta, with kingdoms and city-states fighting for control of a crumbling empire. Now on the horizon, the sun is blotted out by a winged menace, of hard black scales and a fiery tongue. How will the ever changing tides of fate be written in the end about young Gorgon?

In a world on the brink of chaos, a young man aspires to become the god, the protector of his planet. Despite his lack of skills, he trains relentlessly under his master while his friends rise as warriors. When Shan accidentally opens the Gate of Dark, a vengeful Dark Devil emerges, destroying their planet's peace and killing the reigning Celestial King. Now, the young man must overcome his weaknesses, rise as the new Celestial King, and face the ultimate battle to save his world from destruction.

Zhang Lu was a bored civil servant who decided to ditch his job to find a more exciting and brighter future. Hiding behind a mountainous pile of tedious paperwork he was scrolling the internet for some entertainment. Crouching down reading on the dark web, an ad made his soul come alive. He suddenly had a light in his lifeless eyes. Bold! I like it....looking for assassin trainees! Without hesitation he enthusiastically put in a fake resume. Unfortunately, his first assignment didn't go well...not at all! On his 29th birthday he was killed in an unsightly manner. The upside? Zhang Lu transmigrated into the body of a truly gifted ...but extremely shameless assassin in an ancient world

Roderic stepped forward, his expression a mix of irritation and wariness. "Lysandra's methods are unorthodox, but they're effective," he said, his tone clipped. "You'll find no one better at scouting or taking down a target." "I can see that," Alaric replied, his lips curling into a faint, smile. "Though I imagine her sharp tongue is just as deadly as her blade." Lysandra crossed her arms, her smirk returning despite the weight of the knights' stares. "You have no idea."

From another world, to a Devil. As a student, all he does is go to school, study, and play video games. A normal life as everyone else. But, fate decides to shake their head and flicked the switch. Standing up to a ghoul and death, he resurrected in another realm. A different world... Different timeline, different air, different people, and... different body and gender?? Follow our main character disguises under the name 'Rize Violet' as he/she(?) survives from any life threatening dangers to find a way back home. But, the journey may take a toll on one's unlasting pride and conscience... It may even require challenging the gods. ------- Heya! Just wanna say that I'm reposting this story. I made sure to make every chapter unique with this one, so be sure to re-read them if you already have. But, if you're now, I hope you enjoy what you're about to read :D - FinnAlfi a.k.a. SirAxey

the tragedy struck in the kingdom of Antara. no one was left, everything destroyed by those who were called rouges. Their stood, in the remains of his kingdom, a fallen alpha still defending those who were left. The act of his, loved by the moon goddess, resulted in her giving him a piece of her own. One of a kind belonging to the type that was looked down upon, but only few knew how strong she was. and made her a match the strongest of them all, the one who will shred others just a flick of his wrist. the one who will rule the kingdom together with her. ENIGMA.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

I was bought for 500millon he pinned me against the wall nibbling on my lips his hot sweet tongue sucked and locked my lips you're mine now little mouse he wisphered sending shivers down my spine

Was I just bought for 500 million ..he pushed me against the wall and sucked on my lips nibbling on it his hot sweet tongue entered my mouth I felt his fangs grazed my neck his hands finding their way underneath my shirt

As a princess who could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne was kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realized that she was in over her head. She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent. King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North. Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring. No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne. However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be. In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough. ― [Excerpt] “Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.” “Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?” “Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.” “Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers. There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once. Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles. “I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out. “Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.” ― Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU Spin-off/Prequel: The Hidden King's Stolen Wife (WIP)

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

COMPLETED. [Warning: Mature Content] Check out my other books: The Lady And Her Bodyguard and Soulbound By You. ††† He is a being meant to be in Hell from the very beginning. Silverstein Ashton Ivan Caestria. Crown Prince of Kingdom Caestria. Said to be the most powerful human, could destroy an entire kingdom with just a sword, kill thousands with just a flick of his long fingers. Most sought after man by all women. Alexandra Carmarthen. Daughter of the Duke of the East. Pretty fair lady. Has utmost grace and skills in sword dancing. Chosen to be the bride of the Crown Prince of Caestria. But what happens when the two finally gets married and her husband is not the human everyone thought he was? And she was just not a normal human girl aswell? *It's not the best book, but it's worth the shot!*

"What'd you do when you have multiple lives at your expense? " Entering the horror world, Thain charged toward the fiend shouting "Divine Judgement," got instakilled. Six different worlds, same determination, similar vigorous efforts, similar results, he gave up. The seventh time, closing his eyes at the looming fiend, Thain said: "Make it swift, please." Glancing around the struggling others, then looking at Thain lying wide on the floor, the female-shaped fiend crouched down and lifted his chin: "Human, you've caught my attention." "???" To honor "Firefly at middle ruler", I'm writing this to hone my grammar. If there are any similar names or events, they are only coincident, please don't try it at home~ *The art was from a friend of mine, she stopped getting online to concentrate on life, but I do hope she could see I still remember her wherever she is.