Zoids Fury

Xie Long couldn't be unluckier than anyone. Fate played a cruel joke on him as he was found with no ability to cultivate. Calamity struck his family when he was least prepared. He could only watch with endless fury and despair as his loved ones got slaughtered one by one. As death was about to embrace him, his fortune shone as he activated a treasure, his father had left him with. Follow Xie Long as he slaughtered through his enemies, obtained countless beauties in his path of conquest. With his insatiable ambition and sky reaching courage, he established himself as the Overlord of the starry sky. His rule, "Submit to me and prosper, defy me and death."

Rexan Meadows isn’t your average high school senior. With a sharp tongue, an obsession with zombie theories, and a knack for surviving the social minefield of Royal High, she’s always lived with one foot in her own weird world. But when her fascination with the undead takes a horrifyingly real turn, Rexan finds herself kidnapped, experimented on, and transformed into something... more. Now a superior being at the heart of a zombie apocalypse, Rexan leads an army of the undead in a battle for survival. But when she’s captured, again, by the relentless Commander Ken Fury, the stakes are raised. Ken, a hardened soldier, is determined to destroy her and every zombie she’s created. Rexan, however, is equally determined to end humanity’s reign. But as the lines blur between enemies and allies, passion ignites where hatred once burned. In a world ravaged by chaos and betrayal, can a soldier fall for the monster he’s sworn to kill? And can Rexan trust a human with her heart while plotting the downfall of their species? Survival, love, and war collide in The Passion of the Undead, where nothing is as simple as black and white and the living and the dead must face the ultimate truth: they might need each other to survive.

After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? **EXCERPT** "I... didn't want to be late for work. You seemed busy, so I thought I'd get a head start." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Really? Or is it because last night affected you so much that you couldn't stand being around me?" "Don't flatter yourself, Snow. You didn't affect me at all." He smirked, stepping closer. "Is that so?" His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up. My pulse quickened. "We're at work," I snapped, swatting his hand away. "This isn't professional." "You're my wife," he murmured. "You're supposed to obey me at all times." I bit back a retort, a hint of rebellion flaring within. Slowly, I stepped closer, letting my fingers graze his chest. His smirk wavered for a second when his wolf reacted and Snow bit his lips. "Careful, Boss," I purred seductively. "Don't hurt those lips. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to kiss them." Snow leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "And you? Are you dying for a taste?" Caught off guard, I hesitated, then regained my composure as I looked him in the eyes. "Unlike other girls, I have strong resistance against—" I didn't get a chance to finish when Snow's lips crashed onto mine with a fierce kiss that left me breathless. *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

50 Power Stones - 1 Extra chapter. 150 power stones - 3 Extra chapters. 200 power stones - 4 Extra chapters. If the book manages to enter popularity rankings within the month. There will be a 10 chapters mass release. __________________________________________________ [Warning! Mc is the literal incarnation of Evil and Madness throughout the story] Valtar Titanblood formerly known as Ethan Martin on Earth was struck by an unimaginable tragedy and took his own life in the end, his whole life was filled with misery and incompetence of his own doing. Valtar in this new world possesses the “Karma System” and the bloodline of an unknown titan running through his veins, with these powers in hand he who was supposed to become the symbol of justice and equality became the paragon of madness and evil. In this new world where he is no longer shackled by his previous identity and the limiting factors society and the world as well as no loved one of his exist here, as such he can unleash all his inner madness and fury. He who had the tools to become the Judge of Truth and the figure of Respect chose to become the arbiter of chaos and the embodiment of destruction. Only time will tell where this path of his will lead him.

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

"When the moon hides, the shadows embrace." ®®®® "I, Kane Nightshade, king of the Lycans, reject you wolf-less wench, Isabella Williams as my fated mate. How dare you bare the mark of someone else and have the guts to be pregnant too." The lycan king boomed, slamming me hard.as he continued. "Punishment is to be whipped a hundred times and by the end of it, her head should be cut off" ^^^ Isabella never thought her life would end like this. Yeah, she knew she was wolf-less and would die before she reached a good age. But she never knew she'd have to pass through the rejection, the shame, and the curses. Framed for infidelity and bearing a mysterious child. Isabella's life turns all the more dark as her tormentor, who turns out to be her fated mate, brutally rejects her and the child. Subjecting her to a punishment that would eventually lead to her death and their unborn. But just as she was about drawing her last breath. The creature came to her rescue. The creature in question was shrouded in smoke, a man who no one could describe, killing the Lycans left, right, and center just because of an uncontrollable rage he, himself didn't understand. Lucian, a being who slept for a thousand years, has awakened. But what is he now? A demon, human, werewolf, vampire, or something more? A freaking tribrid, driven by fury and a thirst for vengeance. And What does he want with Isabella, the wolf-less, pregnant runt he accidentally marked? Will she survive long enough to find out about her wolf and destiny. ©© Dark romance Warning ®18 Read with caution, it has a very sensitive scene and mature content.

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan wakes up in a mysterious world, bound by a curse that clouds his judgment and forces him into choices he never wanted to make. Struggling with guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the consequences of his actions while uncovering the truth behind the curse and his place in this strange new reality.

Some say the world we live in wasn't always wretched. The Gods we no longer pray to love us once. And our shoulders that carry large sacs of garbage were once donning the finest of silk. Then, one fateful night everything changed. The sky turned red, and the Gods called out. And then, THEY emerged from the darkness. The Blue Bloods. The Blue Bloods weren't like ordinary humans. They had what no human could possess. The Blue Bloods were blessed with the powers of Gods. Their bloodlines were coveted and destined to flourish. And ours? "And henceforth, the crown shall always rest on a Blue Blood's head. The time has come for the Scums to return. Abandon thy riches, and homes. Give it all up for those who deserve it," Gods said. A battle ensued between the Blue Bloods and the Scum. The consequences? My mother died, while giving birth to me. The Gods fury hit her too hard, as she stood her ground. And I... I was destined to rot here, between the garbage.

Mythos: Birth of Empire In an age before recorded history, when gods still whispered to mortals and magic coursed through the land, five mythical heroes rose from different tribes, bound by fate and divine ancestry. Zephiron, the Sunborn King, seeks to unite warring nations under a single banner. Seraphis, the Stormcaller, wields the fury of the skies. Vaelor, the Earthshaker, commands the strength of mountains. Elyon, the Guardian of the Ironwood, defends the sacred lands of his ancestors. And Xaros, the Shadowblade, moves unseen, carrying secrets that could shape—or destroy—their destiny. As they forge an empire from chaos, they face relentless enemies: rival warlords, supernatural forces, internal betrayals, and famine that tests the will of nations. Yet, love and ambition intertwine, shaping political alliances and cultural evolution. Friendships will be tested, loyalties shattered, and gods themselves may intervene. But among them lurks a traitor, whispering to their enemies, threatening to unravel everything they build. In a world where legends are born and history is yet unwritten, who will rise, and who will fall? ---

A decorated Air Force pilot, 34 years old, meets an untimely demise—only to awaken in a war-torn fantasy medieval world. Now inhabiting the body of Mechal, the second son of a baron, he finds himself recovering from a near-fatal injury orchestrated by his own elder brother. But while the old Mechal might have been consumed by reckless fury, the new Mechal is different—calculating, patient, and ready to play the long game. When a rebellion unexpectedly shakes the kingdom, Mechal seizes the opportunity to carve his place in history. With a sharp mind, battlefield tactics, and an understanding of human nature, he navigates the treacherous world of nobility, rising from an overlooked second son to a powerful force. Through cunning strategy and ruthless ambition, he secures victories, earns a title, and claims land of his own—laying the foundation for a rule unlike any other. But the world of nobility is a den of vipers. Political intrigue, backstabbing aristocrats, kingdom-wide conflicts, and the ever-present shadow of war loom over him. As he builds his domain, he must outmaneuver rivals, forge alliances, and solidify his power—because in this world, only the strong survive. Inspired by the noble struggles of the Holy Roman Empire, this story weaves war, politics, trade, and ambition into a gripping tale of power and strategy. Watch as an upstart reshapes the fate of a kingdom, one calculated move at a time.

Urieul traversed and was reborn into the mage realm. After a series of battles of wits, he killed his treacherous mentor and ventured out into the vast world like a fish returning to the sea. He took on students and built up his influence. Using mountains as towers, he advanced step by step. From the distant seas to the nearby seas and then to the continent, from lower planes to superior planes, wherever he went, he filled the place with mage towers. For someone like him who suffered from a lack of firepower, only living among a cluster of mage towers could he feel at ease. Other people's fireball spells consist of just one fireball, but Urieul's fireball spell unleashes a rapid-fire barrage and an infinite number of fireballs. "When I cast this fireball spell, you might die!" His spell combos also have synergistic effects. A combo of ordinary cloud spells generates the spell "Hundred Thousand Bolts of Thunder", which is as powerful as a forbidden spell. A combo of ordinary nourishment spells generates the spell "Divine Nourishment", which can turn time into ten thousand years in an instant. With his mage combo abilities, Urieul is not only a master combatant but also a grandmaster among grandmasters in many magical systems such as potion-making, puppetry, alchemy, and rune art.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

No one was greater than the Titans, their words were the laws , they held each other's hands and touched the sky, tried to size it , a foolish decision paved the road to their doom Men grew wings and lived above the clouds looking down at the mortal dust, shining with the Halo of divinity ,but those who can't create life are no gods as even those who willed the wind and seas , and moved the sun and the moon were no gods They forgot that the mortal dust once raised their heaven above the clouds and gave them wings They forgot the score of their power, and how much of it they can really Weald ,a typical human behavior You are a tool for them, a tool that can slit their through , the bastard son of heaven , just a glorified ox that does their dirty jobs But The bastard is forever a bastard even if he has a god as a father Don't compromise,and don't back down, as i live you are irreplaceable for them, don't sacrifice yourself for another, your life is more precious than anyone's life, and people tend to forget what you did for them anyway, let them rot , as when you bleed no one of them is going to bitty you

***** "And the kiss last night?" he asked, stepping closer until she could feel the warmth of him so near. Katrina clutched the roses, heart pounding, feeling the butterflies rising in her. His eyes held her, intense and filled with an emotion she couldn't name. "I don't regret it," he murmured. "I meant every bit of it, and I'd love to—" Katrina didn't let him finish. She pulled him close and pressed her lips to his, unable to resist any longer.  He responded immediately, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her close.  His kiss was slow and deep, full of a passion that set her on fire. ****** King Karl of Xylonia, known as the masked king, is feared by all. Cursed at birth to die at 25, he hides half his face behind a mask, leaving everyone wondering what lies beneath. Ruthless and cold-hearted, he never expected to fall in love—until Katrina enters his life. Katrina, a slave-princess, is treated like a servant in her own home because she was born outside of marriage. When her father can't repay his debt to King Karl, he offers his eldest daughter in placed of his youngest daughter, claiming she has a magical touch that heals with a simple massage. Intrigued, the king agrees. But Katrina was never the chosen one, and the healing power is a lie. As the king starts to fall for her, Katrina is trapped in a web of deceit. How long can she keep her secret before the vengeful king uncovers the truth? And when he does, will their love survive—or will the mask of the king hide a fury that could destroy them both? Contain 18+ scenes detailed explicit content. Hot Romance, Dark secrets. #Not your regular Dark-Romance novel#

Saya awakens in the mystical world of Veygoras, but not as the girl she once was—instead, she is reborn as a fearsome Crystal Dragon, her mind clouded with uncontrollable rage. For a century, she roams the land as a beast, her past life nothing but a forgotten whisper beneath her fury. That is, until a fateful encounter with the adventurer Zanthos changes everything. In the heat of battle, Saya’s instincts clash with something deeper, something human buried within her soul. When the fight reaches its peak, a spark ignites—shattering the dragon’s blind rage and awakening her long-lost memories.

Zhao feng,an eighteen years old student from earth transmigrated into the body of a lazy young master of red moon continent,a cultivation realm ,where the strong dominate and the weak gets trampled upon, upon arriving,he got the 'Fury System' after his cute vixen sister got angry at him. Zhao feng initially wanted to enjoy a prodigal and carefree life after knowing how powerful his father was, until he had a taste of strength that the system gave him,he only had to make people angry to get fury points and raise his realm indefinitely. Since then, Zhao feng has made his life goals 'To make people furious " He encountered great difficulties and tribulations on his journey to immortality,alongside his shameless minions, since he never targets those weaker than him, it's always those whose strength is far above his, those that can kill him in a wave of their hands, but as fate will have it,they overcome all disasters. Zhao Feng stood tall, his eyes blazing with defiance as he faced the formidable warrior, Jin Tian. Jin Tian's face twisted in rage, his massive fists clenched, ready to strike. "You're just a foolish mortal, Jin Tian," Zhao Feng sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Your strength is nothing but a joke. You're just a brute, relying on your physical prowess to intimidate others." "Fury +5000" Jin Tian's face turned beet red, his eyes bulging with fury. "You dare to insult me?! I'll crush you!" Zhao Feng chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots." In a crowded tavern, Zhao Feng sat at a table, sipping a mug of ale. Across from him, the stunning beauty, Ling'er, glared at him, her face pale with anger. "You're nothing but a shameless dog, Zhao Feng," Ling'er spat, her voice venomous. "You think you're clever, but you're just a coward, using your words to hurt others." Zhao Feng grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ah, Ling'er, you're so beautiful when you're angry. But let's be real, you're not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, are you?" "Fury +3000" Ling'er's face turned scarlet, her eyes flashing with rage. "How dare you!" Zhao Feng chuckled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot that beauty and brains don't always go hand in hand." "Fury +5000" Zhao Feng stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the breathtaking landscape below. A faint smile played on his lips as he reflected on his journey so far. "Ah, the Fury System," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. "You've really helped me, haven't you? I've grown stronger, smarter, and more ruthless." He chuckled, his voice carrying on the wind. "And I've brought chaos to this world, haven't I? The strong are trembling, and the weak are cowering." Zhao Feng's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But that's what makes life interesting, doesn't it? The uncertainty, the danger, the thrill of the unknown." He raised his hands, embracing the wind, the sun, and the world below. "Bring it on, world. I'm ready for whatever you throw my way." As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm, golden light, Zhao Feng's laughter echoed through the valleys, a haunting melody that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. May I ask you to follow Zhao feng in his journey of standing against the heavens,crossing mountains of corpses and rivers of bloods to get to his destination. Deities and immortal beings became his stepping stone to the greater DAO . Oh,he didn't forget one important thing..... making his enemies puke blood in Fury.

After her rebirth, she had become an angel and a little enchantress who was bent on revenge. When she met her enemy again, she would definitely make him die without a burial place! The man who appeared inexplicably turned out to be the Count of the royal family. With his escort, he had beaten all the boys and girls along the way, and from then on, his life had never been bumpy! "Earl, I want to be arrogant from the favor of others." "Good! Live streaming all over the world. I'll wash your feet myself!" "Earl, I want to see the largest moon." "No problem. Send a man-made spaceship immediately and let it send you to heaven." "Earl, I want to destroy those who bullied me." "Okay, the royal army will follow your orders." The real purpose of the Count pampering her with all kinds of ways was that women could not leave him forever. Regardless of whether she was an angel or a demon, she would only be tailored for him. The woman smiled and said, "Earl, I still want you to make it sound like you're trying to fool me." "Simple." The Earl knelt on the ground with a serious look. "My dear wife, long live your lordship."

Once every 10,000 years, the heavens open, and the Mortal Realm is cast into turmoil. The Great Reset begins—a cosmic reckoning where empires fall, beasts awaken, and only the strongest carve their names into eternity. For those who survive, the path to the Astral Realm and the right to claim divinity awaits. Raikai, a warrior forged in storms, wields the power of the Celestial Iron Body Cultivation, his flesh tempered into living steel. His Death Arms—twin scythes bound by chains—dance like a mythological dragon, crackling with lightning, capturing and tearing apart those who stand in his way. Beside him stands Shinryu, swift and precise, blessed by the Celestial Tiger. His Death Arms, a pair of white leather gloves with retractable claws, strike with divine speed—every slash a whisper of the heavens’ fury. Together, they ascend the path of blood and power, bound by brotherhood yet tested by fate. Their bond is their greatest strength, but in a world where the Death Arms grow with their wielders—feeding on their victories and failures—power often demands a terrible price. As the 10,000-year Reset begins, ancient titans stir, forgotten sects rise from the shadows, and primordial beasts long thought extinct awaken. The heavens will bear witness as Raikai and Shinryu defy the gods—or die trying. In an age where flesh is reforged into iron and weapons evolve alongside the soul—two brothers will challenge destiny itself!

When the port of Franik chokes on briny fog thick with the reek of decay, a witcher pierced through the heart by a pitchfork opens eyes that no longer belong to him—Bai Lang, a 21st-century zoologist, now inhabits this scarred body. Hired by a tavern keeper for three silver coins to dredge up a drowned earl’s bastard, he finds a spoon stamped with royal wax in the corpse’s bloated stomach. As fishing nets haul up indigo cloth fragments from the New World, the gallows creaks under the weight of its seventh “witch,” her charred ankles swaying above the harbor. Twelve letters bearing disparate noble crests steer Bai Lang toward a fractured silver sword’s trail: a sarcophagus in a monastery crypt weeps with a banshee’s lament, a cyclops’ birthmark glows upon a fishergirl’s collarbone in rhythm with the tides, and Crusader curses fester as sentient barnacles devouring sailors in a merchant ship’s belly. Yet the deadliest snare lies in the crown prince’s chambers—a unicorn tapestry woven from twelve bastards’ umbilical cords, every thread stitched with the witchers’ vanishing truth. Shrouded sails pierce the North Sea’s fury as the fabled Isle of Witchers emerges from mythic fog. When pyres of burning witches stain the horizon and the Pope’s dagger presses against a laboring mother’s fevered throat, Bai Lang clutches the final shard of silver and understands: the plague ravaging the Old World is no act of God, but a funeral orchestrated by New World capitalists and Old World theocrats. The last witcher’s blade, once plunged into monstrous hearts, must now carve an epitaph for the devils mankind has birthed—and bury an era in its silver grave.

Okay, here are a few options for an enticing novel introduction, keeping it under 150 words and tailored to the "strong, satisfying points" style you requested: **Option 1 (Focus on Power):** > In a world ruled by magic, Aiden was nothing. A nobody. Until he wasn't. A mysterious power awakened within him – the ability to absorb magic itself, turning every spell cast against him into fuel for his own unstoppable rise. He's going from zero to legend, leaving shattered enemies and awestruck allies in his wake. *The Magical Ascent of Aiden* begins now. Prepare for a surge of pure, magical power. **Option 2 (Focus on Threat & Adventure):** > Darkness stirs. Ancient evils are rising, threatening to engulf the world of magic in chaos. Only one boy, armed with a power unlike any seen before, stands a chance. Aiden's journey will be fraught with peril, betrayal, and breathtaking battles. He'll need allies like the brilliant Luna, but even their combined strength might not be enough. This is more than an adventure; it's a war for the soul of magic itself. **Option 3 (Short & Punchy):** > Aiden: Ordinary one moment, overpowered the next. He's got a cheat code for magic, and he's not afraid to use it. Evil's rising? Good. Let them come. Aiden's ready to unleash a storm of pure, unadulterated magical fury. This is *The Magical Ascent of Aiden* – where power has no limits.

Meliza Lizondra had spent years on the run, hiding from a powerful man she had dared to cross all because of her first love. She blamed her foolish heart for the choices that had cost her everything: her family, friends, and the security of a normal life. Now, she lived in the shadows, moving from city to city, constantly looking over her shoulder, trapped in a relentless cycle of regret and survival. Ethan Almendraz was more than just the country's most eligible bachelor. He wasn't famous for his striking looks or sharp intellect alone; he was the formidable CEO of one of the nation's most powerful conglomerates. Ruthless in business and even more merciless when it came to matters of the heart, he had spent years hunting down the woman who had betrayed him. Iza. The only woman he had ever loved. The one who had shattered his heart and disappeared without a trace. He couldn't forgive her. He wouldn't. His only goal was to make her suffer, to make her realize exactly what she had lost. And when he found her, he would ensure she paid the price for her deception. But fate had other plans. When Meliza received an invitation to her best friend's wedding, she hesitated. The idea of stepping back into familiar territory, of surrounding herself with ghosts from a life she had abandoned, sent a shiver of fear down her spine. But loneliness was a cruel companion, and despite the risk, she longed for a taste of the past, if only for two days. She convinced herself she would be careful. She was wrong. Because Ethan was there too. The moment their eyes met for the first time after five years, the past came crashing down. For Meliza, it was like being thrust into a nightmare, the suffocating reminder of the man who had destroyed her, the one she had once loved so desperately. Hatred burned through her veins, but underneath it, buried beneath layers of pain and regret, was something far more dangerous. Something she refused to name. For Ethan, the sight of her was a spark to a fire that had never truly died. Years of fury and betrayal reignited in his chest, fueling the storm that had driven him to search for her all this time. He had waited too long for this moment. Now, she was within reach, and there would be no escape this time. She had once brought him to his knees. Now, it was his turn to make her beg. As their worlds collided once more, hatred and desire tangled in a dangerous game of vengeance and longing. Would they destroy each other, or would the fire consume them both again?

Legacy of the Celestial Mark (A Tale of Gods, Betrayal, and Redemption) Volume I: Rise of the Fallen God In a world where divine rule shapes the fate of mortals and demons alike, Long Tian, once the celestial prince of the Heavenly Realm, is betrayed by his own brother, Long Xie, the ruler of the Demonic Realm. Framed for treason and cast into the Mortal Realm, Long Tian is stripped of his divine power and forced to live as a mere human. Yet, fate has other plans. Through countless battles, Long Tian slowly regains his lost strength, uncovering the truth of his past and his divine lineage. As he ascends once more, he unlocks the power of the Supreme Celestial Dragon, becoming the Emperor of Creation and the ruler of the Six Realms. Meanwhile, Long Xie wages a devastating war, determined to reshape the world in his own vision. Their inevitable clash shakes the heavens, culminating in a final battle that rewrites destiny itself. With the fate of existence hanging by a thread, Long Tian unleashes his ultimate divine power to defeat his brother, but Long Xie’s soul refuses to vanish. Instead, it lingers, finding an unexpected refuge—within Long Tian himself. Volume II: The Shadow Within With the war seemingly over and peace restored, Long Tian ascends as the undisputed ruler of the Six Realms, alongside his beloved, Long Yan, the goddess of the Spirit Realm. However, deep within him, Long Xie’s soul remains, whispering from the darkness, waiting for a chance to rise once more. During a high council meeting, Long Yu, ruler of the Phantom Realm, senses an eerie presence within Long Tian. To her shock, she hears Long Xie’s desperate plea for help from within Long Tian’s body. Realizing that his soul has not been destroyed, Long Yu keeps her discovery to herself, retreating in haste to uncover the secrets behind this impossible survival. As Long Tian begins to sense the change within himself, he wrestles with a shocking request—Long Xie asks to temporarily take control of his body in order to reclaim the Demonic Throne. The Demonic Realm, left in chaos after his defeat, has now fallen into the hands of a greater evil: Blood Tyrant Long Mo, the exiled elder brother of the Celestial Emperor. Ruthless and cruel, Long Mo has seized power, slaughtering Long Xie’s loyal generals and imprisoning his most trusted warlord, Tian Gui. Against his better judgment, Long Tian agrees. As Long Xie takes control, he returns to the Demonic Realm, only to find his former palace stolen, his people executed, and his most trusted warrior brutally tortured. Consumed with fury, Long Xie challenges the Blood Tyrant, only to realize—Long Mo’s strength surpasses even his own. At the brink of death, Long Tian intervenes, merging their powers into an unprecedented fusion of celestial and demonic might. Together, they unleash the ultimate technique—Heaven-Slayer Divine Annihilation—a forbidden power capable of erasing existence itself. Though Long Mo is gravely wounded, he manages to escape, vowing revenge. With the tyrant gone, Long Xie reclaims the Demonic Throne, and for the first time, his hatred toward Long Tian begins to waver. But peace never lasts forever. A far greater mystery lingers—Long Tian’s firstborn son, Tianhun, carries the Celestial Mark, but also bears the curse of the ancient Demon Lords. His very existence could either bring salvation… or the destruction of everything. Thus begins a new chapter, where the greatest battle is not fought with swords, but within the soul itself. Legacy of the Celestial Mark is an electrifying saga of gods and demons, brotherhood and betrayal, fate and defiance. In a world where light and darkness intertwine, where even the gods are bound by fate, one question remains— Can destiny truly be defied?

In the mystical realms of ancient China, where martial arts legends wield extraordinary powers and hidden sects vie for dominance, a young warrior's destiny ignites a fury that will change the course of history. **Liè Rénwǒ**, a talented but unknown orphan, lives in the village of Brindlemark with his foster father, Master Wang. Unaware of his true heritage, Liè Rénwǒ feels an innate connection to martial arts and spiritual energy (Qi). His life takes a dramatic turn when he discovers his hidden cultivation talent during the village tournament. As Liè Rénwǒ's abilities gain attention, he attracts powerful allies and formidable foes: * **Meiying Zhan**, a beautiful and skilled cultivator from the prestigious **Moonlit Sect**, becomes his ally and potential love interest. However, her initial loyalty lies with **Lingyun Bai**, the young leader of the rival **Heavenly Syndicate**. * **Sect Leader Zhao** of Moonlit Sect recognizes Liè Rénwǒ's potential and offers guidance, while hiding secrets about Liè Rénwǒ's past. * **Elder Jiang**, a mysterious and powerful figure, manipulates events from shadows. His true intentions: merge with the formidable **Thunder Devil Léi Zhǔ** to destroy Heavenly Syndicate and dominate the martial world. As alliances shift and hidden agendas unfold, Liè Rénwǒ must navigate treacherous landscapes: * **Xiān Yǔ Realm (Mystic Rain Realm)**, where he trains with **Yuè Lǎo (Old Moon)**, a powerful spirit trapped between realms. * **Qī Xiù Tournament (Seven Glory Tournament)**, a prestigious martial arts competition masking darker purposes. * **Heavenly Syndicate's stronghold**, where Liè Rénwǒ confronts Lingyun Bai and uncovers Elder Jiang's betrayal. With Thunder Devil's awakening and Elder Jiang's sinister plot nearing fruition, Liè Rénwǒ must: * Master his Crystal Core Refining abilities * Forge unbreakable bonds with allies Meiying and Sect Leader Zhao * Confront his destiny and the fury within Will Liè Rénwǒ save the martial world from destruction, or will Elder Jiang's darkness prevail? Dive into "Realms of Fury" to discover the epic tale of magic, martial arts, and self-discovery.

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

In the shadowed realms ruled by Lycan packs, where bloodlines are sacred and fated bonds are law, Nyma Ravengale has always been the golden daughter of Alpha Cedric—cherished, protected, and destined for a future as radiant as the moon itself. But when the Luna Ceremony, a sacred rite meant to honor her ascension into adulthood, reveals a truth that defies the pack’s ancient laws, Nyma’s world fractures. She is pregnant. And the child growing inside her is no product of a fated bond. The revelation ignites a storm of shame and fury Her mate, Lycan Prince Adrian, denounces her before the pack, refusing to claim a child he insists cannot be his. Whispers of betrayal spread like wildfire, poisoning the very air she breathes. Then comes her father’s decree—an ultimatum as cold as the northern winds. Kill the bastard child and reclaim her place in the pack… or be cast out as a rogue, stripped of her title, her home, her name. But Nyma’s heart rebels. The child—conceived in a single, forbidden night of passion with a mysterious outsider—is more than a mistake. It is her defiance. Her last act of freedom. To destroy it would be to surrender her soul to the pack’s cold judgment. To keep it would mean facing the wilderness alone, hunted by those who once called her family. Now, as the pack gathers outside, their voices rising in a merciless chant, Nyma stands at the crossroads of fate. Tonight, she is no longer the golden daughter, the cherished Luna. Tonight, her pack buries her. Tonight, she dies in their eyes. But the moon does not mourn. It has always feasted on dead things. And what the moon devours, it resurrects. As the wind howls through the night, carrying their chants like a funeral hymn, one truth remains unshaken: She will rise. Not as the woman they loved—soft-handed, honey-voiced, stitching their wounds with moonlight. No. The moon spits back what it can’t digest. Not as the Luna they cherished… Not as the woman they swore to protect… Their Luna’s dead tonight. The one that'll claw out of the grave with teeth made of their regrets, hair braided from the nooses they hung their lies on. Her eyes? Two black holes where the moon stuffed secrets. She’ll smell the blood they swore never spill, trace the betrayal they etched into the bark of the sacred oak. And when she opens her mouth to take oath? It won’t be a dirge. It’ll be a reckoning, sharp enough to split the night open. They’ll beg for the silence of her death. But the moon’s still hungry. And dead girls don’t stay dead. They stay angry!

Zack White’s life on the shard-mining dump of Korran’s Reach ends when the Skrixx swarm attacks, their insectoid claws raking the planet for Volthar Shards crystals pulsing with cosmic power. Barely escaping the flames, Zack grabs a shard that jolts him awake. He’s one in ten thousand: an electrokinetic, wielding electricity like magic. His gift? External type supercharging tech by siphoning juice from dead beasts, if he’s quick enough. But survival’s just the start. Thrust into a galaxy of cyberpunk sprawls, warring alien races, and mega-corp greed, Zack’s a nobody with a knack for trouble. The shards aren’t just loot they’re keys to a forgotten force, and everyone wants them: the hive-minded Skrixx, ruthless pirates, even VortexCorp’s shadowy execs. As Zack climbs the tiers of his power, hunting beasts and dodging death, he uncovers a truth that could fry the stars. Allies turn to enemies, planets fall, and his own spark might ignite a rebellion or doom them all. In a universe of starships, electric fury, and buried secrets, Zack’s fight isn’t just for family it’s for everything.

Princess Azalea's life is shattered when Zaydon, the man she loves—a fierce and protective dragon shifter—makes a devastating choice. Bound by the ancient and cruel Dragon’s Bond, a spell that shackles a dragon to a princess at the cost of their own life, Zaydon seals their fates in a desperate attempt to protect Azalea from a looming, unnamed danger. The bond is one rooted in a barbaric tradition that demands the dragon’s death to prove the suitor’s worthiness to rule. This forces Azalea to confront the horrifying reality of Zaydon’s sacrifice. Once a source of safety and love, his actions now threaten to strip Azalea of everything she holds dear. Torn between her unrelenting love for Zaydon and the betrayal of his choice, Azalea spirals into heartbreak and fury. As the weight of the bond looms over them, she must grapple with the cost of his decision and the role she plays in this cruel fate. Her once steadfast trust is replaced by raw anger and sorrow as she searches for a way to save him—or to sever their bond forever. But danger brews beyond the walls of the castle. The political machinations of rival suitors and an impending war force Azalea into a desperate fight not only for Zaydon’s survival but also for her freedom. Caught between duty, love, and revenge, Azalea must summon her strength to defy a destiny written in blood and forge her own path forward—before it’s too late.

The Son of a Legend. The Key to a Curse. Thomas Vance has spent his life overshadowed by the legacy of his father, Edward Vance—the fearsome pirate of the Black Tide. Fifteen years ago, Edward disappeared into infamy, vanishing along with the Leviathan’s Heart, a fabled relic said to command the seas themselves. But his theft came at a cost: a devastating curse that condemned him and his crew to an eternal, watery damnation. Now, that curse is rising once more—and it’s coming for his son. When the enigmatic and resourceful Celeste warns Thomas that the dreaded Blackbeard is hunting him, he discovers that his bloodline holds the key to shattering the curse that has plagued his family. To save himself, and prevent the wrath of the Leviathan’s Heart from engulfing the seas in chaos, Thomas must confront the dark legacy his father left behind. Joined by the fiercely loyal Jonah and guided by Celeste, Thomas embarks on a perilous voyage to Tortuga—a lawless stronghold of pirates and rogues. There, they must seek out Jack Wren, a drunken relic of piracy’s golden age, who alone knows how to navigate the Devil’s Spine—a cursed expanse of sea shrouded in whispers of death and madness. It’s there, amidst treacherous waters and ghostly legends, that the Sovereign’s Fury vanished, along with the answers Thomas seeks. But the seas hold deeper dangers. To break the curse, unravel the mystery of his father’s fate, and destroy the Leviathan’s Heart, Thomas will face relentless pirate captains, the vengeance of the ocean’s fury, and the haunting specter of Edward Vance himself. Caught between the past and an uncertain future, Thomas must rise beyond his lineage—or sink beneath it. Destiny calls. The legend begins. Love this story? Rate and comment and let N. J. Stevenson know!