Zentreya Voice Reveal

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Ethan Holloway, a 16 year old boy discovers an old, mysterious diary in their attic. At first, it seems like a typical journal with entries about mundane events. But soon, the diary starts updating itself with new entries that appear after the protagonist reads it. The entries reveal dark secrets about a series of disappearances in the town’s past, with disturbing details that seem to mirror Ethan's current life.

"In a world where silence hides secrets, she hears everything... Growing up, Ava knew fear all too well. Her parents’ cruelty left scars deeper than anyone could see—except for her. Because Ava isn’t ordinary. She can hear people’s thoughts, each one revealing hidden truths, silent lies, and dark desires. Then one night, her parents are found dead. With no clues as to who did it, she’s taken in by a quiet stranger who seems to know more than he lets on. Her new life promises safety, but also secrets—secrets that whisper in her mind and hint at a past far darker than she could have imagined. As Ava digs deeper, she realizes that the key to unlocking her past could cost her everything. But to find out the truth, she’ll have to risk listening to the voices she fears most.

Years ago, in front of the public eye, a live broadcast worldwide shakes every city and every corner of the world "Brothers from all nations, we have kept our existence hidden for a long time and only reveal ourselves to the public today to announce our dissolution, the organization we kept on this world as deities, is definitively dissolved". Now years later, after wars and terrorism everywhere worldwide, the users of supernatural abilities have on them the eyes of the world, without the organization who kept their existence and powers under control the world has changed, placing those users on the center of attention. ----- Follow Mike Blood's journey, a supernatural ability user (or PhySEC user) of low utility and low potential, son of an unknown father and normal mother, he discovers that the normal life of his family wasn't as normal as he thought when his supposed deceased grandfather reveal a secret through a letter he leaves for Mike in an inheritance.

In a world where everyone is born with a system that guides their growth—shaping both their strength and social standing—Clive stands apart. For 17 years, he lived without one, an anomaly in a society that thrives on these indispensable tools. But when his system finally awakens, it’s unlike any other. Is this a curse for his late start, or a blessing in disguise? Only time will reveal the truth.

A broken heart, shattered trust, and a mind drowning in torment—she seeks freedom from a world that only knows how to hurt her. Under the full moon’s cold light, her final choice echoes a haunting question: Can true peace only be found in the silence of escape?

I’ve spent three years serving the cold and ruthless Alexander Hawke. Fifty million dollars was promised for my obedience, but at what cost? The closer I get to freedom, the more I realize how entangled my fate is with his—and with a shadowy force I can’t escape. Just when I think I’m free, a stranger appears in my life. Nathaniel Blackwood claims he’s been with me all along, and the voice I thought was my conscience? It’s his. Now I’m caught between two men—one who holds the key to my past and the other who threatens to destroy my future. Alexander says he wants to make amends, but how can I trust him after all he’s done? Nathaniel promises to help me unravel the truth, but I can’t shake the feeling that he's hiding something. Who can I believe when my life is built on lies? And when the stakes are higher than I ever imagined, who will pay the price for my escape? Will I choose the man who’s owned me, or the stranger who claims he always has? Secrets, betrayal, and the heart-wrenching truth await—what will Alexander find when everything is laid bare?

In the era of world evolution, myths and legends of supernatural beings begin resurfacing. People awaken abilities related to their beliefs and cultures. Many compete to survive, some to dominate and those that exist to destroy. Who arises from the corpses of millions, Who will stand to rule or be among those that rule, who shall leave a mark in this era of chaos and destruction?

In the heart of the Caribbean, the idyllic island nation of St. Barts is on a knifes edge. Amidst the geopolitical tug-of-war between East and West, the country’s charismatic young President dreams of transforming his homeland into a beacon of prosperity. However, his noble intentions are threatened by his personal desires and the perilous fight for political survival. Behind the scenes, the enigmatic Rex Morganwields considerable influence. With power and wealth clinging to him like the designer suits he wears, Rex is the true puppet master, manipulating policies and people to serve his ambitions. Money and the thrill of control are the nectarthat drives him , and he will stop at nothing to ensure his dreams are realized. As the President grapples with the mounting pressures from both internal and external forces, he must uncover the truth and navigate a treacherous path. But with Rex resolutely determined to maintain his grip on power, the stakes are higher than ever , and the battle for St. Barts’ future becomes a thrilling high-stakes game of survival.

Meiganon She was an assassin in her previous life; while on a mission, she died as a result of an ambush; she thought it was the last of her, but she was abruptly awakened and had an additional weird voice in her brain. The voice eventually revealed itself to be a system, and it was the one who restored her; he warned her that it has a task for her, and if she refuses to complete it, she will die again. Well, what's the mission? Bring it on, Meiganon told the system, knowing she isn't one to back down from a mission.

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Acacia flowers have always symbolized silent love, the love that you will never be able to reveal Zang zihao was cursed by his silence and cursed by his love. He couldn't bear to keep him any longer, but he couldn't risk revealing it either, so he decided to run away... very far. Now, after 5 years, he decided to return again, but that love that he once thought had faded has reappeared

"So this is the new girl Tammy got fired for." A deep male voice rumbled. My blood felt electrified in my veins giving me goosebumps. Who was this? The chair spun around revealing a very drool worthy man. His hair was a chocolaty brown, and looked silky. is face was extremely angular and fine cut, like I could prick my finger on his jaw. His eyes were amber, but the yellow was clearer in his eyes than it was in Devon's. He was huge. Definitely 6 something. His shoulders were broadly set. A hand covered my eyes. "Stop oggling my cousin." Devon growled. I scoffed at him, batting away his hand. "I'm merely eying my new opponent." I can't believe I was just caught staring. What was wrong with me?

"Was it worth it?" An ethereal voice sounded in the mind of the young man that was floating in the starry river. This youth has a white long hair and eyebrows that made him look unfettered. However, a hint of sorrow can be felt on his tranquil face. It makes one feel lonely. "I've finally reached the summit of the world. I am now an Immortal." As the young man freely let himself be carried by the currents of time, he looked back to his life that was full of sacrifices and tragedies. "Was it worth it?" The Immortal young man repeated the question of the ethereal voice as tears fell down on his serene closed eyes. "Oh, Heaven." The Immortal's voice sounded in his mind. "If I am an Immortal then, why can't I go back time?" "Oh, child." The ethereal voice replied. "There is no such thing as going back time. The world only revolves forward. Time itself is only a concept; to put description to the events, to the happenings, to the certainties.." "..even I, the Heaven itself, do not have this kind of omnipotent power. As after all, it does not exist." The Immortal let out a mouthful of air full of indignant feeling as he opened his eyes that looked like the sun and moon. "I understand that being Immortal is a lonely path, Heaven. Yet, despite prepared, how I wish I did not pursue this after all." "However, you are here already." The ethereal voice responded. "You are not alone, child. You have me to accompany you for the rest of the infinity." Hearing the ethereal voice response, the Immortal only let out a sigh as he mentioned, "Maybe I'm just tired of living, Heaven." "I will bid good night for now." The Immortal's eyes closed once more as he quietly fell back to sleep. "Sweet dreams, Immortal." Seeing this, the Heaven did not stop the Immortal from going back to sleep as its final voice faded.

--- In a world where power reigns supreme and destinies are carved by the strong, Jin is a wanderer unlike any other. Once shrouded in mystery, he steps out of obscurity to explore the vast sects, towering cities, and legendary clans that shape the balance of existence. With unparalleled strength and an enigmatic aura, he journeys through realms of mortals and immortals alike, encountering those driven by ambition, faith, and greed. Yet, Jin's path is not one of conquest. It is one of discovery—of the world, its intricate systems, and himself. Along the way, he aids the forgotten, challenges the corrupt, and leaves behind gifts that spark waves across the land. For fifty years, he quietly observes the shifting tides of fate, his every action weaving threads into a larger tapestry of the world’s destiny. But when Jin decides to reveal his true strength, the world trembles. With a voice that echoes across all realms, he declares a grand tournament, one that will test not only power but the will of those who seek to shape their own fate. As participants ascend the celestial stairway to his floating domain, and the world watches, legends are born, alliances forged, and secrets uncovered. In the ultimate trial of strength, resolve, and destiny, Jin stands as both an observer and arbiter, watching the boundless fate of the world unfold before him. ---

[Please support this novel by voting with power stones and golden tickets. If you're enjoying the story, consider sending gifts to show your appreciation. Your support means a lot!] Aditya, a crazy battle maniac who yearns for fights and battles, is living a boring, monotonous high school life. One day, he receives a pendant from an old man, which activates a system named the "Chakra system" and there are practitioners other than him in the world? He receives an invitation from the Grand Academy of Practitioners but is asked not to reveal his true powers. Nonetheless, that was his plan. Only a dim-witted protagonist would reveal their power to everyone. But he has other plans... #please share your opinion about this novel if you like it. Thanks! https://www.instagram.com/atreya.nk

David, an avid Xianxia and Wuxia novel reader wrote his novel. But when he ended the novel in a shitty ass way, he was lambasted by his novel fans. A fan would reveal himself to be the one above all. Tells David, " Fix yo shit, or imma deflower yo ass" Immediately, the big dicked Chad chucked David into a reincarnation wormhole. And David would soon realize he had become the main character of his novel, Gao Feng.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

The future… is not a gift. It’s a reclamation.” The last thing he remembered was the explosion—a brilliant flash of light, followed by the sound of his own heartbeat slowing to silence. Dr. Elias Varen, once the world’s leading scientist, had gambled everything in his final experiment: a device that could bridge time and consciousness. Yet, as his world went dark, a singular thought burned into his mind: “I failed.” Elias awoke to a strange hum in the air, a sensation both foreign and oddly familiar. His body felt different—lighter, more responsive. He blinked, his vision greeted by a sky teeming with floating vehicles and towering structures glowing with neon lights. The city stretched endlessly, its streets alive with automated machines and holographic projections. “Welcome to Neo-Elyria,” a calm, artificial voice intoned. Elias sat up, his hand brushing against a sleek metallic surface. He looked down and froze. His body… wasn’t his. The reflection in a nearby glass panel revealed a younger man with sharp features, short-cropped black hair, and eyes that shimmered faintly with a golden hue. “Impossible…” he whispered, his voice smoother than he remembered. The voice returned, emotionless yet insistent. “Your biometric data indicates cognitive instability. Would you like assistance, Citizen Varen?” The name jolted him. “Varen…” His lips curled into a bitter smile. “So they kept it.” Memory fragments flooded back—centuries had passed since his death. His experiment had worked, but at what cost? His consciousness had been preserved, reborn in a world that had moved far beyond anything he’d imagined. Yet, he knew one truth: his genius would no longer be a relic of the past. It would be the foundation of this new era.

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

Mira’s journey with the ocean reveals secrets that change everything.

Alessia, a 19-year-old high school student, hides behind a mask of normalcy concelling the dark secrets of her past. Seven years ago, a traumatic event shatterd her childhood, leaving her with emotional scars and a persistent sense of vunerability. Unbeknowest to Alessia, her past has caught up to her.The infamous De Marco Mafia family,notorious for their ruthless tactics and obession with power, has set their sight on her. Their enigematic leader, Julian De Marco, is captivated by Alessia's resillience and determination. As Alessia navigates her relationship and daily life, she's forced to confront the shadow within. But with the De Marco family sinister interses,her secrets are no longer her own. Julians fixation on her puts her in the crosschair of adeadly game,where loyalty, trust, and survival are tested. With each step fowrad healing and discovery, Alessia must outsmart the mafia's relentless pursuit. will she find courage to shatter her mask and reveal her true self,or will the weight of her secrets forever silence her voice?

In a harsh world where loyalty and strength define one's worth, warriors, nobles, and commoners alike struggle to create lives they can be proud of. Each faces relentless challenges as they navigate a treacherous landscape filled with danger and unpredictability. Through battles for power, and honor, their intertwined stories reveal the sacrifices and betrayals required to endure in a world where survival is never guaranteed and triumph often comes at a bitter cost.

My view about life seriously has always sucked, as my opinion about rings, it was nothing special. Everyone has always had that time when something happened and it influenced their point of view on many things. And Everyone has always had that point of extraordinary where a single variable begins to defy all your point of view and make you rethink it all. For some it could be love, some may be the new launching that defies all their past judgment about games, for some it could be phones but for me, it was a ring. A ring that transmigrated me and gave me another chance to relive my until now, pathetic life. The world of CERIA was beyond what I had expected, beasts, vassal weapons, magic, martial arts, endless exploration and still improving concepts. It was a world that made me look forward to every day I woke up. However, with this new chance came responsibility, come along with me and my ring companion as we take a big step into the world of Ceria and discover unquestioned answers. The story Pace is neither too fast nor too slow, all are in a perfect rhythmic format with the story itself. Note: This book is written in first person omniscient and the information power the narrator has over other characters is limited. Because the narrator is the MC, he won't reveal much information about other characters until they are actually revealed in the story progression, but he explains himself freely, hence it is possible to feel a slight voice change when narrating other scenes where MC is not present. But if you pay attention from the beginning nothing will change, since there won't be frequent POV changes. :::::;:; Cover is not mine, credit goes to whoever owns it....and I will still change it::::::::: :::: To enjoy the ecstasy of this book, it shouldn't be read absentmindedly because one of its unique traits is the narration voice:::: Follow sage_m8de on Instagram to see updates about characters and stories. The pictures are not mine however they are exactly how the characters are and are nearer to the description given. Spoiler alerts: there are pieces of information about characters that are yet to be introduced in the story.

The tapestry of fate and destruction blankets the starry sky. Burdened by destiny, Elysian Kaelen, son of Cedric Kaelen, discovers that his family’s legacy is more mysterious than he ever imagined. Thrown into a turbulent whirlpool of fate by an all-powerful entity, he navigates challenges that reveal the hidden truths surrounding not only his family but also the cosmos itself. As fate and destruction clash, Elysian must confront the ultimate question: Will fate triumph, or will only destruction remain?

"Genevieve, don't you get it?" Jonathan's voice was laced with a hint of frustration, his words cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "I don't love you, and I never have," he continued, his tone devoid of emotion, leaving Genevieve's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Jonathan, wait... what do you mean?" Genevieve's voice trembled, her words barely above a whisper, as she struggled to comprehend the harsh reality. But Jonathan's expression remained resolute, his eyes cold and unyielding. "I love you, Genevieve, but I can't imagine a life with you," he said, his voice cracking with a mix of guilt and relief. "The wedding is off, I can't do this to myself," he declared, his words echoing through the room like a death sentence. Genevieve's world crumbled around her, her dreams shattered, her heart broken. "I'm sorry for telling you now," Jonathan said, his voice laced with regret, but it was too late, the damage was done. "Please stay," Genevieve begged, her voice cracking with desperation, but Jonathan was already gone, leaving her with a shattered heart. "I hope you find someone else," he said, his parting words a cruel twist of the knife, "someone who will love you like you deserve." But Genevieve's mind was a blur, her thoughts consumed by the anguish of Jonathan's rejection. She was lost in a sea of despair, unable to escape the pain that threatened to engulf her. Until Jayjay's soft voice pierced through the darkness, "Wake up, sleeping beauty." Genevieve's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto her cousin's concerned face. "What are you doing in my room?" she asked, her voice husky from sleep, her mind still reeling from the vivid nightmare.

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