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Anthony was an orphan and has been through the hard life filled with suffering Working twenty four hours a day with nothing to show for it. He prayed everyday for a better day but god seem to not hear him He only read novels and other books in other to escape his harsh reality, because it was only in it he found solace He died one night on his way home from work after cursing god for the first time as a result of his frustration. He thought he would be heading to hell for cursing god. But a Unique being that even the universe couldn't fathom was intrigued with Anthony's soul. He decided to grant Anthony a wish after he had been through a hard life Follow Anthony as he vows to achieve whatever he couldn't in his past life. He shall stand above all with absolute power All tremble with just the mention of his name Overpowered✓ Handsome✓ NOTE: This is my first book HAREM PASS: DENIED R-18: DENIED Support us with your power stone and gift. DISCORD: https://discord.gg/ZNUNmJEEVC .................................................................... NOTE: The book cover isn't mine, if the owner wants me to remove it, I will

Broken and Betrayed by none other than his own blood Ethan died feeling regret to love those who were not deserving the word call love. At the last moment of his life he prayed to God to give him last chance to live for himself but at last his eyes become heavy while his heartbeat decrease slowly with burning anger and he died but who knew that he will get reborn back at the day his life start becoming real hell. Now with heart full of revenge Ethan journey began, Will he be able to get revenge and while doing so will he gain his lost self or will lose the remaining? Let's sit together to see the journey of Ethan life.........

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky. Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist. Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody. Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell. Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly— "Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you." Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

"Devil's Heart," a tragic romance novel that caught my [Eian Roger] attention, after a long time. If you ask what's so great about it, the only answer I can give is—the green-eyed guy, Eron De Vilan, my villain. I loved that guy so much I could call myself crazy. Seriously, who else would pray for a fictional character to have a happy ending? But that scum author, broke my all hope and gave him the worst fate. As I wandered the streets, heartbroken, I met my end while trying to save a stray cat. Really... even now, I can't believe I did such a stupid thing. It's so frustrating... But what's even more nerve-wracking is the fact that I transmigrated into the novel I cherished—only to end up as the antagonist who tortures my favorite character. The only relief I had was the timeline. It’s still too early for the original story to unfold. That meant there was still time. This time, the extra would seize control of the narrative. I will rewrite the story for my villain. No matter what happens… Eron De Vilan will have his happy ending.

Humans are fickle creatures—pawns in a game far beyond their grasp. They kneel before the heavens, whispering prayers to gods who see them as nothing more than dust. Bei Zui once prayed too. Once begged. Once bled for their mercy. But mercy never came. Now, he no longer asks. He takes. With every life he sacrifices, the heavens tremble beneath his blade, their divine blood staining his hands. He walks a path carved from vengeance, cold and unyielding, until the last god falls and the skies drown in ruin.

I wish I remembered (Ironic, I know). The people who walked this path with me, the warmth of my mother's embrace, and the generosity behind my father's forgiveness. I now remain in my lonesome, unable to distinguish between right and wrong. Unable to appreciate all that I was taught. You were right, mother...I am lonely. "I now sit here, feared and revered by many. Prayed to and looked upon by every soul. Slain every foe that stood in my path but understood none. I strived for this, I wished to become strong and capable enough. I dedicated my entire life to achieving Godhood, and here I am... " "I remain here, unaccompanied and misunderstood. Valued in thought but isolated in person. Bested every being on my journey until there remained only one, God. I fought for everything and everyone around me, and here I am, accompanied by my solitude and hope that if there existed a God, he would look at me and empathise." What would you do? What would your choice be when everything you've fought for decides to turn against you? This isn't a journey of vengeance or redemption. This is the journey of.. Recovering Oblivion... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For any queries-mythical.rebirth105@gmail.com Discord- Lil Uzi Hurt#3988 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The cover picture is not owned by me, email me if you want it taken down (^-^)

After everything that Zaroth had was stolen from him, he decided to live solely for his desires, morals be damned! Close to his death, he resurrects and tames a mythical dragon, who turns out to be a breathtaking woman. Learning that in order to explore her body, he must grow stronger so he doesn’t die during the act, Zaroth sets a clear goal for himself: to get stronger. “But I’m curious about something.” “Hm? What is it?” Luna asked, raising an eyebrow. “You said you judged me. How did you do that? Why was I worthy?” Luna’s smile darkened, her eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity. "Despite knowing you would die, you didn’t pray to the gods. On the contrary, you declared that you would kill every single one of them like the dogs they are. In my life, you’re the only one who’s ever made such a declaration, which is why I couldn’t leave you behind—someone who dares to share my dream." ---------- If you’re brave enough to join us, the Abyss Watchers can be found here - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul. ------ “Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator. I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched. I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.” ------ As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man. I dreamed of magical moments like this every day. Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy. She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered. Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again. I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell. But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter. A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone. Together we laughed, alone I cried. Together we laughed, alone I cried. But I think we also loved. I think. ------ This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.

Charles transmigrated to the Beast Mastery World and became a Beast Master. At the beginning, he participated in the Beast Awakening Ceremony, where there were thousands of pets with varying qualities. Which one should he choose? At the start, he participates in the Tamer Awakening Ceremony, with thousands of pets of varying qualities. Which one should he choose? Fortunately, he has awakened a system that allows him to see hints that only he can perceive. "Hint: 【The Double Sword Praying Mantis】, Lv1, decent skills but low quality, insufficient for later stages..." "Hint: 【The Four-Winged Tiger】, Lv1, strong and robust but timid, may abandon its master and run away..." "Hint: 【The Frost Wolf】, Lv5, Gold quality, extremely rare with both Ice and Fire attributes..." Charles: "I want to make a contract with the Frost Wolf!" Teacher: "The success rate for the first contract is 100%, which is very rare. Are you sure about your choice?" Guild: "This Frost Wolf is weak and has poor combat ability. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?" Charles: "No need to reconsider. It’s the one!"

“First were the Gates, and now you’re saying the world has been invaded by Aliens and we’re soon going to be turned into livestock…? Great…” —---------------- *Ding!* [You have awakened with the Idle Evolution System!] “The wha—” Suddenly thrown into a magical parallel world of the Earth he once knew, Cassius was greeted with powerful beings known as Hunters and the terrifying Gates that plagued the world. Moreover, he received a message… [To Idle, one must stay proactive!] [Firstly, you require Character Development!] “Character Development…?” [You seem a bit (A lot) overweight, and you resemble that of a goblin! What say we start there!?] {[Daily Quest 1:]} _________________ [Daily Quest - To Idle, one must stay proactive.] GOAL [INCOMPLETE] PUSH-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] SIT-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] CURL-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] SQUATS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] RUNNING — [0/10km] REWARD - [1 Point in Charisma, 1 Point in Agility, 1 Point in Strength, and 1 Point in Endurance] _________________ “Is this torture!?” shouted the ugly, obese transmigrator Cassius. *Ding!* [No, it’s Character Development! ^-^] —---------------- 100 years ago, Earth was suddenly overwhelmed with the appearance of Gates and the horrifying monsters within those mystical portals. That was the First Major Calamity. Now, one hundred years later, the next major calamity has arrived—the subtle invasion of an Ancient Alien species from deep into the Milky Way Galaxy. Its undercurrents spread far and wide, with the threat an apocalyptic one. Yet, that is but the 2nd of Three Major Calamities as per prophesied by the famed prophet, Baba Yaga. The Third Calamity, and the most dangerous of the Calamities, is one that will bring about the true END of the world, but only if the Second Calamity can be overcome by humanity… What does this Third Calamity detail, one might ask…? To know the answer to that, one would have to brave past the first Two Calamities and stare into the abyss, praying to all Gods known to man that the Abyss does not stare back also into you… ----------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/2fDHq9F8eB Every Magic Castle Gift = 8 Chapters Every 100 PS = 1 Chapter Every 50 GT = 1 Chapter

When I opened my eyes, I became a cat girl, and got kidnapped. I pray to god, that I got kidnapped by some reasonable guys, and not the nutjob that live in this fantasy world. That day, God didn't hear my pray.

Trojas was a land of beauty, rich in warmth and culture. It was also home to some of the finest warriors on the continent. The people of this prosperous nation lived happily, taking great pride in their homeland. Ceremus Marcrinos had just inherited the throne, and despite his grief, he carried out his duties the best he could. Unfortunately, his loneliness overwhelmed him, and the only escape from the pain in his heart came through his vices. Whether it was drinking the night away, sleeping with countless strangers, or getting into unnecessary fights, the king just couldn’t stay out of trouble. The citizens of Trojas initially tolerated his behavior, sympathizing with his loss, but things only grew worse. Ceremus, once revered as a benevolent king, became a tyrant. His abuse of power pushed the people to their breaking point, and in desperation, they prayed to Kaleeso, the goddess and creator of mortals, to ease their suffering. The goddess, moved by their cries, chose to send someone who could finally put the unruly king in his place. A man emerged from the heart of the Aphthonia Forest becoming the protector of its land. He had but one mission—to save the people, but more importantly, save the King of Trojas from himself. The problem was, would the prideful Ceremus be able to accept such a change? Especially when all he had known for the last eight years was solitude? I mean his chosen one was destined to be a man! ~*~ Cover was recreated!

When the world stood on the brink of destruction, consumed by the might of an all-powerful darkness, humanity prayed for salvation. They wished for the light—never realizing that their desperate plea would bring a curse far worse than the darkness itself. Seven hundred years ago, in its most desperate hour, the world summoned a group of legendary heroes from another realm. These warriors, blessed with extraordinary abilities, united under a single purpose: to vanquish the almighty Dark Lord. Through sheer determination, teamwork, and a stroke of fortune, they succeeded, delivering the world from its greatest nightmare. The kingdom rejoiced. The people celebrated their saviors with parades, songs, and endless praise. But victory had changed the heroes. Power, once a tool of salvation, had become an addiction. The taste of worship, the ease with which they could bend the world to their will—it was intoxicating. The heroes, who were meant to be symbols of hope, refused to leave. They crowned themselves rulers, shaping the world in their image. What was once light had become a deeper, more terrifying darkness. Now, centuries later, their descendants still reign—oppressive, immortal, and untouchable. No one dares to oppose them… until Mary, an ordinary young man with no talents, no abilities, and no destiny, does the impossible. By sheer accident, he kills one of the ruling heroes. Now branded a traitor and a threat, Mary is left with only two choices: run and die… or keep fighting and become something even more terrifying than the legends themselves. Because if one hero can fall, then so can the rest. And Mary? He’s just getting started. .......... Hallo! hope ypu Enjoy this novel

The world of Anexia is rotting. The Mist has taken hold over entire continents and continues to spread, not content until the entire world is under its control. Raorka, along with his mother Zoe and father Zack, are thrust into this world after an accident. However they wake up at different parts of the world. Raorka wakes up near the Domed Town of Temuril, where inhabitants speak of the cursed dragon in the woods and the exiled witch who teaches magik...for a price. Zack wakes up near the town of Odania where the red cloaked Chianti Hunters battle against the tyrant mayor and the last Great Kingdom. Zoe awakens near the abandoned Church of Laments, where the cries of persecuted nuns echo, praying for the return of their Goddess and her blessings. Now they journey separately, desperate to reunite with each other amidst the chaos of a dying world.

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

At the beginning, he said: “Little concubine from Jiangning County, what an insult to status, I won't marry!” After seeing it, he tsk-tsk: “It's so weak, it's too weak, I don't want it!” When she came to the door alone with a marriage certificate, he stood leaning against the door and smiled subduedly, “Come and let me marry you? But I don't want to marry young!” Knowing that she came to divorce the engagement, his complexion was completely dark, and he wanted to kill someone gloomyly, “Who gave you the courage to withdraw the young master's engagement?” … Su Rong felt that Princess Duanhua might be blind. This person is so pampered, how could it be worth her to die and live for him? If I had known, when she saw him for the first time, she threw the divorce letter in his face. ————————————— The hibiscus pillow is delicate and springy, and the hall is full of flowers drunk without knowing it. ——Su Rong A young man in fresh clothes and angry horse walks, and his whole life is a mistake. ——Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish, I wish to know you early, to protect you with brocade red in the jade hall, break through obstacles, cut thorns, hands are not stained with blood, clean, and I am the gentle and soft little girl I first saw. Your wish is my wish, I wish I had known you earlier, when you were bright and bright, I was careful not to approach, frightened the sparrows, and prayed to turn into the moon in the sky, projected into your arms, to accompany you to see the flowers in spring and the snow in winter, and Changan every year.

The war torn world of Eden is in complete turmoil by the fight between the two most powerful army's known by all the races. The dragon god looks down apon the world he and his friend Kyota, the creator god, in disgust. Kyota wishes for the world to be better, but the dragon god would destroy this pathetic rock made by his hands. Not wishing to fight his friend Kyota and the mighty dragon place a bet on the nature of the world itself. "Summon your champion," the mighty dragon gives Kyota the order bring a powerful entity into the world of Eden. This person was the one who was meant to bring peace to the world and unite all people. This was a terrible mistake. Alucard, the champion of Kyota, became the most feared creature of Eden and even Slayed the Dragon God. After doing so he became the new dragon god and was hell bent on turning Eden into a land of fire and bloodied corpses. Kyota, not being strong enough to defend against him, would soon fall. Using the last of his strength he gave the world one more chance by sealing Alucard Using his own body as the seal. Knowing it won't hold he cast one last act in his fading consciences. Taking from Alucard what made him so strong in the past and giving it to a soul who would hopefully be a better champion. Apon the death of a sick child, whose mother was praying to anyone who could here, a light carried his soul to what he thought would be the afterlife. " Save Eden and her people, and fix my mistake. I will do my best to give you all I can. Please help them." Kyotas' last request was given to this soul. Will it be strong enough to stop the dragon god. First novel please give feedback and hope you enjoy.

In a world where survival means surrender, Daisy’s life is shattered when she’s sold into a human trafficking ring by her stepfather. Abused, starved, and forgotten, she’s left to fade into the shadows until Lorenzo, a ruthless mafia boss, buys her as a possession. His cruelty is unmatched, yet beneath his cold control, she begins to see a hint of something darker and more dangerous. When Viktor, a rival obsessed with destroying Lorenzo, seizes Daisy, her life takes a turn for the worse. Beaten and broken, she loses hope, praying for an end. But Lorenzo will stop at nothing to save her, and in the process, he discovers that what he feels for her is more than just ownership. As Daisy faces the aftermath of Viktor’s abuse, she’s torn between the man who owns her and the one who might finally save her, but healing isn’t easy, and their tangled bond may be their only hope in a world built on pain. Will they survive the darkness that threatens to tear them apart, or will it consume them both?

Organica-Mechanus: Devil in a shell. Ōganika = mekanasu: Kara o kabutta akuma. オーガニカ＝メカナス：殻を被った悪魔。 In the year 2086, the dwindling remnants of humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin find themselves locked in a tumultuous conflict against an unknown race codenamed the 'Discarnum,' that has completely ravaged the continents of Arema, Elionios, Dwui and Besettia, leaving only the untouched peninsula of Uretia as the final bastion of hope. Humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin find themselves locked in a tumultuous conflict against an unknown force codenamed the 'Discarnum,' that has completely ravaged the continents of Arema, Elionios, Dwui and Besettia, leaving only the untouched peninsula of Uretia as the final bastion of hope behind its thick walls, shields, and advanced defence systems. The Discarnum, devouring everything and anyone they come in contact with, including the land itself, left a desolation in their wake; cities and capitals of melted stone, warped steel, and charred bones now inherit the forbidden lands, where only a thick miasma of death and all that remains are monsters beyond the veil, leaving no room for life to grow. Aware of the impending doom, the greatest minds of all four nations formed the 'Coalition' in 2086, where the four became one and spearheaded the development of a new weapon system. With man's ingenuity, elven knowledge, dwarven craftsmanship, and the beastkin's spirit, they forged suits of living mechanised armour. Born from the labour of near extinction and desperation, the 'Organica-Mechanus' was created, and with it a dark, terrifying secret that had been buried. Governed and wielded only by the strongest and most iron-willed of the four races, weapons of immense power forged ahead, cutting into the darkness, giving the coalition a much-needed foothold in a one-sided war to push back against the Discarnum and gain ground for the first time in ten years.  Three years have passed; there was hope for light to thrive in 2089, but within that hope, shadows of the past would emerge. Beyond the reclaimed zone, a new horror would awaken; in that silence of death and despair, three words would shake the very core of the coalition: "WE ARE COMING..." In the fear of the end, something would be awoken, a sin beyond sins, a monster of monsters, a devil of devils...  "I have become the creator of demons, the destroyer of angels. I pray that one day they can forgive me, for I cannot forgive myself... for I am the one that has cracked the Devil in a Shell and set it free." Yaiku Ui -:Creator of the Organicus Interface. Created by Disanium - Sakusei-sha: Disaniumu - 作成者: ディサニウム

In light of recent murders around A High School, Chana prayed for a peaceful life far from the mystery and drama. Everyone around her buzzed for information about who the murderer could be and why they targeted students from A High School. While trying hard to stay under the radar, Chana had the unfortunate timing to chance upon a certain “psycho” in an alley.

"I wish for a second chance. And if I get it, pray I never see you again." Wrongfully executed, Mei Liang is reborn with one goal revenge. No longer a powerless concubine, she will protect her family, destroy her enemies, and seize the throne. Yet as she sets her plans in motion, the emperor the man who once condemned her seems different. His gaze lingers, his actions contradict his past cruelty. Could he be an unexpected ally, or has she been blind to the real threat all along?

Crystal had spent her life inside the temple, swearing herself to gods who never spoke back. With blind faith and empty prayers, she was meant to die with the others as just another body on the stone floor, blood soaking through her white robes. But when the King of Elyria walked in, He didn’t let her perish but took her instead. Dragged from the light and thrown into a world where shadows breathe, Where sin feels just like salvation, Crystal should hate him. She should fight. She should resist the pull, the heat, and the way her body falters as every touch ruins her. The girl who once prayed to the gods is dying, piece by piece, and something else is rising in her place, something unholy and wicked. Something his. Through war, betrayal, and conquest, Crystal will carve her name into the world alongside his. She might have been destined to die, but now she will rule, claiming fear and worship from her people and enemies alike. While being bound to the creature that stole her fate and rewrote it in blood. Together, they will be unstoppable. Warning: This story contains dark themes, psychological manipulation, and obsessive romance. Read at your own risk.

The eminent Jincheng Jiang Family adopted two sisters, the younger sister Jiang Fanyue was sensible and gracious, talented and beautiful, while the elder sister Jiang Zhe was ignorant, unaccomplished in anything. When their destitute biological family came knocking, the Jiang Family couldn't wait to pack Jiang Zhe off and keep Jiang Fanyue; the family wealth, reputation, the status of being the heiress, the fiancé—all henceforth had nothing to do with Jiang Zhe. . Jiang Zhe stepped into her own family's home, her eyes full of skepticism. Could the precious Tang Dynasty painting on the wall be authentic? Were the bowls used for serving vegetables and soup made from the unique material of gilded cloisonné? What happened to the so-called impoverished family? What, there's also a top-tier fiancé from a leading Beijing family? Can she call off the engagement? . The magnate cornered her against the wall, pulling her into his embrace, "What do you think, Madam?" "I'm so poor in studies I fail everything, I don't deserve to join an affluent family." The magnate pulled out her perfect-score college entrance exam paper. "I'm good for nothing, incapable of everything." The magnate lifted the veil off her identities as a Divine Doctor, designer, hacker, composer... and so on. He tenderly quipped, "I'll work hard, to prove myself worthy of you, Madam." 【Since my childhood, I have been without desires or demands, but the moment I laid eyes on you, for that brief second, I prayed to the gods and Buddhas—I yearned for you—Qin Jingchen.】

There is a girl I love, beyond measure, her name whispered in my every prayer. I sacrificed everything for her, and now I depart, my final act dedicated to her. In a realm beyond this life, if our souls should meet once more I pray earnestly for one thing—may the Divine decree that we never again walk the same path. Then why? “Excuse me? If you're done, can I use the tap?” Why did our path across again? If our fate was predetermined, why had I been granted this second chance? Why!? Why was I transported back to the past!?

After the invasion, humanity has been reduced in numbers drastically. 93% of the male population has been wiped out, alongside all the gods. Everyone left, prayed for a miracle and their prayers have been answered. In order to save mankind, the last remaining goddesses, created female warriors known as the Valkyrie to protect and keep the human population alive. However, because of the superior genes of women, the children born would always be female and if they were born male, they would die. The goddesses, need to figure out a way to prevent the deaths of male children or else it will be the extinction of humanity and them. The Faction Wars Series contains disturbing content that may be too intense for readers, such as abuse, rape, drugs, extreme gore and violence, mental and physical torture. Note: The characters, places, and events described in this novel are entirely imaginary and have no connection, either direct or indirect, with any real persons, places, or events. Reader discretion is advised.

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….

She was made a villainess and died in the guillotine while staring back at the only man she loves holding the woman who made her appear wicked, hiding a victorious smile behind her weakened facade. "If there's a world parallel to us like I always believed, I prayed that she won't love you like I do. Loving you wasn't a mistake. But chasing you until there's nothing left of me, was." Her last thought before she died. And when she thought it was over, she woke up to a different world, where magic, monsters, and knights were only a work of fiction. Bewildered, she saw a scattered drafts of papers beneath her bed just to be even more surprised upon reading the exact thing that happened to her before she died. And in the blink of an eye, unknown memories flash before her, making her feel bitterness when she realizes that the author of the life, she had was none other than the person her soul transferred to. "So even in this life, you devoted yourself to him." "But I won't do it again."

Eternal Dusk – A Dark Apocalyptic Fantasy The world is ending—not in fire, but in an endless twilight where the screams of the fallen are swallowed by the void. The gods are gone. The heavens have rotted. All that remains is war. In the heart of this dying world, Modred stands at the edge of oblivion. A warrior born from the ashes of a broken past, his crimson eyes burn with a fury that even death cannot smother. He does not fight for hope. Hope is a lie. He does not fight for justice. Justice died long ago. He fights because there is nothing else left. Beyond the walls of Astria, the last kingdom standing, the forces of the Pantheon tighten their grip. The gods may be gone, but their shadows remain—whispering, corrupting, devouring. When the call for war echoes once more, the Deicida Squads—executioners of the divine—are sent into the abyss. Some will rise as legends. The rest will be forgotten. But in a world where death is a certainty, Modred knows one truth: You don’t pray for salvation. You carve it from the corpses of those who stand in your way. Eternal Dusk is a dark apocalyptic fantasy where brutality and vengeance walk hand in hand. In this world, there are no chosen heroes—only those willing to kill before they are killed. And when the dusk finally fades... will your name be remembered, or buried with the fallen?

"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?" - Mark Twain. Lucifer fell from heaven, as the eons passed, He lost who he was and what he fought for. Letting himself get corrupted by evil. At least, That's what prophecies and history have dictated. This is a tale that blurs the line between Good and Evil. A tale that grants the Fallen one redemption in humanity's eye. "But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?" - Mark Twain.

Lucan Ironfist came from a noble family, but he wasn't the eldest son. When his brother became the head of the family and he turned 18, Lucan would become a commoner. A strange rule, but that's how it was. So Lucan began to think of a way to live a peaceful life. As he was considering this, his mother arranged for him to become a priest in another city. A priest didn't have to worry about food or housing, and all he had to do was watch over the temple and the statue. It was easy work, so he agreed and arrived at the city. One day, as he was watching over the temple and the statue, a poor-looking girl came to pray. When she prayed to God, light gathered around her body. Lucan was surprised and suddenly remembered the plot of a certain game. Originally, Lucan was from Earth and had traveled to this fantasy world. When he was on Earth, he played a game with a plot where a merchant family's illegitimate daughter, bullied by her family, awakened the power of a saint. Lucan decided to keep this secret and train the saint so that in the future, he could have an easy life and save himself from any crises. --- **Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.