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Battle Of Coral Sea

Battle Of Planets

"How far will you go to save the only home you've ever known?" Tyson never wanted to be a hero! But on his 20th birthday, everything changed. A Meta-bot chose him—fusing with his body, wrapping him in powerful armor, and throwing him into a war far beyond his control. "You are now a Ranger. Fight, survive, or let Earth die." Edward said, "And remember, you don’t choose Meta-bot. It chooses you. And when it does… your life is no longer your own, Tyson" The rules are straightforward. Every few years, the intergalactic tournament commences. Earth gains additional time by successfully navigating the stages. Billions of lives hang in the balance while the battles are broadcast live—nothing more than a twisted form of entertainment for some godlike beings. "You’re not ready for this, Tyson. You’ll get yourself killed." As if fighting for survival wasn’t enough, Tyson must prove himself worthy of the Roger family name, fix his fractured bond with his adopted brother, and navigate his growing feelings for a girl he never expected to fall for—the daughter of a fallen General. But time is running out. "You think this war cares about what you want?" "No, it never has. It never will," a voice whispered. "It’s on you, kid. If you want to survive, then fight for it." ------ This novel blends sci-fi and fantasy, featuring a 'weak to strong' progression. My focus is heavily on character development, so if you're looking for a regular story, then this novel might not be for you! Tags: Action, Adventure, War & Politics, Tournament, Fantasy, Romance, Gore, Death, Brotherhood, Alliances, Dungeons & Maps, Weak to Strong, Sci-Fi x Fantasy, Character Growth, Power Progression, Mecha Battles, Revenge & Redemption, High-Stakes Survival, Emotional Depth, Betrayal. [ I recommend you to give it a read to 30+ chapters before you decide to drop the novel ] [Pease comment if you want to ask questions] [ I updated 1 chapter per day, 7 a week. 50 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapters 100 power stones = 2 Extra Chapters ] [Your Support will be a massive help to me!]
HPwrites11 · 23.5K Views

The Battles For Light

In a kingdom where power is feared, those born with abilities are forced to live in the shadows. The new king, driven by paranoia, has been secretly executing them, convincing the people that they are a threat. Despite this, a few remain, blending into society, hiding their true nature to survive. Lian Wu was one of them with abilities, highly respected in the kingdom, but he had long abandoned his abilities, keeping a promise to his late parents—who had sacrificed their lives helping the previous king for the throne. Their loyalty earned him a place in the palace, where he studied alongside the royal family’s masters and gained recognition for his talent. But many dismissed his success, believing it was his powers—not his skill—that set him apart. When a new king takes the throne, admiration turns to disdain making him an outcast He spends his days outside the palace, quietly teaching martial arts, trying to live in peace. But years later, everything changed as Lian Wu died from a sudden illness. Where everyone secretly believed a murder. After the death of his master, Lian, Klora—one of his students from the North—mysteriously vanished. When news spreads that Klora has been taken by the king, Yang Lim, the boy she grew up with refuses to stand by even though he didn't inherit his clan's powers. She was more than just a childhood friend; she was family. And if the kingdom saw his people as threats, he would become one. Lian’s death and Klora’s disappearance ignite a fire in those who have suffered in silence for too long. The time for rebellion has come.
RyuuSaqi · 1.7K Views

Battle Divorce

[ Jadilah istri Maxim von Waldeck hanya dalam nama. ] Itulah tugas sederhana yang diberikan kepada Daisy, seorang mata-mata dari pasukan revolusioner. Maxim von Waldeck, seorang tentara bayaran yang lahir di luar nikah, dikenal sebagai anjing pemburu keluarga kerajaan. Ia dikirim ke garis depan sebagai umpan meriam, dengan peluang selamat yang nyaris nol. Tak ada wanita yang rela mengambil peran sebagai janda sebelum waktunya. Rencananya mudah: berpura-pura menjadi istrinya selama perang, lalu melarikan diri sebelum kerajaan jatuh setelah kekalahan mereka. Jika ia berhasil, imbalan besar menantinya—cukup untuk pensiun dengan nyaman. “Aku akan segera kembali, istriku.” Ya, senang bertemu denganmu. Beristirahatlah dalam damai. “Kita akan menyempurnakan pernikahan ini saat aku kembali.” Mimpi yang tinggi, bukan? Semoga arwahmu tenang. Daisy mengira itu hanyalah impian kosong seorang pria yang mendambakan masa depan bahagia. Namun kemudian— [ Maxim von Waldeck Meraih Kemenangan Besar yang Tak Terduga! ] Segalanya berbalik jauh dari yang ia duga. [ Pahlawan Nasional, Grand Duke Waldeck! Apa yang paling Anda nantikan saat kembali ke rumah? ] [ Memeluk istriku tercinta, Daisy, dalam dekapanku. ] Tidak mungkin. Ini pasti kesalahan cetak. Namun, Maxim von Waldeck adalah pria yang menganggap janji lebih berharga dari nyawanya sendiri. "Aku pulang, istriku." Dengan kata-kata itu, ia tiba-tiba menarik Daisy ke dalam pelukannya. Mata Daisy berputar panik, tak percaya akan tingkahnya yang tak terduga. “Haruskah kita menuju kamar sekarang?” “Apa?” Ia berbisik lembut di telinganya, senyum malas terukir di bibirnya. “Maaf, tapi aku sedikit terburu-buru.” Tubuhnya terasa berat dan panas, bagian depan celananya menegang, seakan siap meledak kapan saja. ‘Apakah bajingan ini seorang maniak mesum?’ Bisakah Daisy menceraikannya sebelum penyamarannya terbongkar?
serenaserenity · 5.8K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 707.5K Views
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