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In a universe shaped by the fleeting brilliance of a long-since departed light, only the endless shadows were left behind, with factions hidden beneath the deepest of masks vying for the ultimate prize, the place where all answers lay and a new opportunity resided. Vengeance, impatience, desire, gratitude and sincere curiosity collide with each other in a race for a chance to witness the radiance that ceased to shed light long ago in a twisted game deciding far more than what a bet should decide. In the heart of this chaos stands a reluctant detective, exiled from his faction and burdened by a duality he doesn’t fully understand: a light that dispels the unknown and a shadow that consumes them. Will the factions uncover the truths hidden within the last destination? Or will the endless hunger for power destroy the world before its greatest secrets can be revealed? In a world where creation and destruction dance eternally, only one thing is certain: nothing is as it seems.

Leonar is a compulsive gambler, now in debt up to his neck. The worst part? Even though his ability reactivated the moment he entered a dungeon, he can't use it in his world’s casinos because they don’t allow Awakened. His ability is a special trait in his eyes that lets him see probabilities as green, yellow, or red. Yet he finds an opportunity to use it... in the most dangerous casino ever known. But there, he saw a color he’d never seen before on an item among the casino's prizes. Gold. Though he never imagined he’d become the hunter destined to protect the world—with several sexy yet insufferable ego-weapons. "Damn it, can’t you all be quiet for one second? I finally know what to do!" "But it was Eleonora who started it!" "No, you did!" "Ladies… we’re in the middle of a battle… calm down… you’re going to get Leonar killed!"

In the vast and volatile lands of Tepr, the Jabliu and Alinkar tribes, long-standing enemies, have forged an uneasy alliance. The price of peace? A union through matrimony between Naci, the fiery and ambitious daughter of Jabliu's chieftain, and the elusive heir of Alinkar. From the windswept steppes to the towering peaks of the Tengr Mountains, Tepr is a realm of contrasts, a mosaic of tribes, each fiercely guarding its identity and territory. While the alliance is a political move, for Naci, it's an opportunity. She doesn't just see a marriage; she sees a stepping stone, a path that might lead her to the ultimate prize: the unification of all the tribes under one banner. But the path to power is fraught with challenges, and the distant Moukopl empire, perched high in the Tengr mountains, has long held an iron grip over the region.

Will never believed in superstition such as "Luck". If luck truly existed, it would be the Gods way of rolling our dice to dictate our fate, right? For all the stars to align on that fateful day would be seen as coincidental. A spine-rattling truth has to be lived from now on: a 'Game' has begun with humanity and other world's on the line. However, Will can see all of its inner-workings of the game...

Defeated in war, Princess Swan, who has been relentlessly bullied her whole life and crippled by her stepmother and sister, is sent to be the bride of the King of the Beasts—Gale Stormfront—as a prize for his victory. Swan thought that the savage beast would eat her. She will be chewed until there is nothing but bones left in her. But what if Gale wants her to be a remedy for his constant rut instead? This is a tale of a crippled and timid princess and a beast king who is fated to turn into a mindless animal, desperately searching for his fated mate to cure his curse . - Author Note: This novel is a Werewolf novel, as the ML is an Alpha before he becomes the King of Beasts. It contains a lot of R-18 scenes for mature audiences only. Weak-to-strong female lead x doting-but-dark male lead. - Instagram: @foreverpupa

Life in the Dracticos Isles is known as full of fair weather, fair trade, and fair people. Killian has taken all the fairness of life in stride since he left home to travel across Junia as a travelling minstrel. Now, he has set his eyes on a prize far greater - locating a legendary harp known as the Titanstrum - and becoming the most renowned bard to ever live. But reaching his goal will require leaving behind the fairness of the life he once knew, if the artifact isn't more than rumor itself...

After a sudden and inexplicable transmigration, Maximus finds himself in a fantasy world where extraordinary power exists. But he is not without his advantages; he possesses a system that grants him the ability to become stronger as he takes on wives and birthed children. Determined to conquer this new world, Maximus uses his cheat to gather wives and birth children, building up his power and influence. As he gains more allies and resources, he sets his sights on the ultimate prize: ruling the world and surpassing even gods. However, the road to conquest is not an easy one. He must contend with powerful factions, rival conquerors, and unexpected challenges as he builds his ideal empire. But with his cunning mind, he is determined to succeed and become the greatest conqueror the world has ever seen.

Bro! You wouldn’t believe this! Everything was normal. Me and my bros doing some mining for mana gems for that old sockethole, Somanda like we always do all day, everyday. Me, Fractures, Bonet, Mono-socket, Broadbone and the gang. Then from nowhere, that ungrateful sockethole, Somanda tries to END me! Can you believe that?! I mean, I have told some questionable stories about him caressing my skull affectionately and deeming me his prized undead, but no need to axe a skeleton for something like that, right? RIGHT?! I managed to escape through one of the most convenient and contrived get-aways in all of undead history, even managing to pull a bony one on the Lich bastard by stealing two of his seemingly important possessions which I find out later to be better than I thought they’d be! From there it’s a just a SPIRAL of boneshit left and right! I can’t catch a break! What’s with this atrocious luck, bro?! A voice speaks to me about how I have qualified for something about a something that’s supposedly something’s something! Then I find myself in a new world that reeks of life and gives my bones a disgusted rattle. Powerful beasts and men are at every turn, all lining up to be a huge pain in my PELVIS! GAAAAH! Jeez this is happening too fast! However, even while I’m in the thick of this, the one saving grace is that I got something worth while! A new path of power! I can NOT be an undead! I can be something better than both the Living and the Dead! Immune to the antics from both sides. Well... most of them! I’m no longer on the path for Undeath! Only Lifelessness awaits me! I’m the one who transcends reality in this tale! I am... SKULLIUS! And I’m not an UNDEAD! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]

Short stories and poetry all in one. A collection of internal monologues and thoughts.

[Reasoning + Imagination + Simulated Crime] “Ladies and gentlemen!” “The simulated crime show, the ultimate battle royale of the final season, is here!” “A thousand contestants participate in the game and play as villains to simulate crimes.” “As long as you can survive until the end, you can win a billion-dollar prize!!!” The entire network is completely boiling! Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men!! This season is bound to be the most exciting season among all escape shows!! And Lin Bai, after being reborn, happens to be one of the contestants. But embarrassingly, for the items drawn at the beginning, others all get weapons. But Lin Bai drew a bag of deadly duck necks... Even the staff couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. But in the next second... Lin Bai directly holds a Sprite in one hand and a lighter in the other and rushes onto the high-speed train. “I declare that all of you are hijacked by me!” Audience: “???” Hijacking a high-speed train with a Sprite? Isn't this just a pure clown? However! As time goes by... One-click sharing. The audience gradually finds that things seem to start to go wrong... [The content is short and weak. More exciting content is all in the book.]

I spent years avoiding poetry, and what happens? Got me when I least expected it. Born after seeing a tv programme. Pushed by a need to escape from writing that epic. Reflexes to landscapes, skyscapes and flowers: Reflexes to music that stirs the beat. Dances. A Poetry Collection.

A rookie warrior known as Seyi and his best friend, a hunchback known as Akin were sent on a perilous journey. This is a journey that they had not prepared for because the path leads them through The enchanted forest and across the forbidden territory, above all they are being pursued buy a bloodthirsty Herbal doctor who will stop at nothing to claim his prize. The task is to protect a child on his journey to reclaim the throne of Ede one of the provincial villages in Yoruba land. The journey is going to lead them through many dangers and unlock many mysteries, the once misfits of their village are destined to become great warriors in future, the journey unfolds.

Hellow guys! This is a book filled with peoms and poetry!And just lil heads-up,I'm the author that writes usually when I grieve so I hope you enjoy reading it

Following the 3rd lyric book release of "Happily Ever After" released in 2022, Dancing Alone in The Dark" is a part of a 2 ACT series, official follow up and 4th (4-5th) lyric book projects by singer/songwriter, Darius Clayton. Set To Release June 21st, of 2024. (First Updated: Bio On November 13th 2023.) (Last Updated: Bio On March 22nd 2024.) ACT II. Out August 1st. Let the poetry speak for itself.

[Battle Royale] [An Upgraded Squid Game] [Human Nature and Darkness] [Psychological Warfare] [Survival Rules] [High-Intelligence Showdown]  Fifty people are kidnapped and taken to an unknown location. Every night at 8 PM, the Death Game begins. In the end, only one person can walk out alive. The prize? Ten million in cash.  Who will emerge as the ultimate winner?

Lucifer, a passionate cultivator, rushes to claim a prize for his favorite novel but dies saving a girl from a car. In the afterlife, a guardian grants him a wish, and Lucifer chooses the strongest dragon bloodline. Transported to a new world, he masters his Devouring Dragon Art and absorbs a dying demon prince's power, gaining immense strength. Now equipped with new abilities and treasures, Lucifer embarks on a journey to become the strongest cultivator in this new realm.

As the last of the mist was expelled from her lips the man holding onto her stiffened further. He could only watch on helplessly as her silver eyes that used to glower at him with disdain slowly dim. His hands quiver out of despair and helplessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Do not fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't permit you to die!" The woman's pale face splashed with bits of blood rose into a weak disdainful smile. "You-*gasp..still want *gasp to act better than me..in the end*cough-" His eyes redden as another splash of red covers her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..." "-Chuanli*cough my guqin from master,...you hold onto it for me...ok?" Her last sentence was a faint weak whisper before her eyes flutter close shaking his heart and rattling his mind. "Lan Biyu!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

[WPC SILVER PRIZE WINNER - #199 REVENGE] [Mature Content Warning] Ayla was the child of promise for her generation— the one that'd seal away the demonic ring of nightmare and banish the Demon King forever. The appearance of the traveler from the other world, Richard Clayton was a sign from the gods that it was time to end the nightmare once and for all. She gave Richard her trust and her heart. He swore in the sacred oath of his world that he'd help her save the world and stay with her forever, cross his heart and hope to die. Ayla never imagined that she would be the one to die in betrayal. Until the light of the last star dies, she will hunt him across time and space for her revenge. Check out the "Cross Your Heart and Hope to Die" Spotify Playlist here: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0iTAtRttCXEIccj8oNKVc7?si=d0f117af35fe4ca3 Cover by JeiJandee Discord: https://discord.gg/Y79vUr4mrf Ko-fi: https://www.ko-fi.com/studiohnh

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The terror of ancient prophecies lies in the wait for death! The 9/11 attacks, the Indian Ocean tsunami, the Wenchuan earthquake… one prediction after another has been proven true. As 2012 approaches, are you ready? An ancient French poetry collection marked “Forbidden for Human Reading” hides an earth-shattering secret. Why have those who possessed this book met with untimely deaths? Why was Mars Barth, a once-respected prophet, expelled from the royal court? What connection does he have with the great seer Nostradamus? The tales of One Thousand and One Nights start to unfold in reality, as terrifying and bizarre events occur one after another. What deadly schemes lurk behind the world’s façade? The horrifying doomsday prophecy—2012 has become synonymous with the end of the world. Yet another prediction coincides with the mysterious prophecies of the Mayans. Will a cataclysmic disaster, tied to the fate of humanity, strike in 2012?

The Summer Basketball League is a new event hosted by major sports organizations related to basketball to give young players the chance to showcase their talent on the biggest stage, with the main prize being a ticket to the NBA. The story follows a group of young men who reach for that coveted prize, but the journey is filled with sacrifices, intense training, and difficult decisions.

Mia always had a plan—she had to. It was what everyone expected of her. She was destined to become a successful journalist, win a Pulitzer Prize, and live happily ever after on a constant coffee buzz. Everything was going according to script—until Andrew Weston reappeared. The one person she hoped was gone for good keeps coming back, throwing her perfectly ordered life into chaos. Now, Mia must navigate her career ambitions and the unresolved tension with Andrew, all while trying to stay on track. Can she achieve her dreams, or will Andrew's return derail everything she’s worked for?

*Author's other work (She belongs to the Demon King)* *** They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other! When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt. That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom. Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife. Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything. Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love? Excerpt "I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!" ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger. "Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love." He calmly grabbed her poking hand. "And what would that be, my fine sir?" "That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear." "You—" "And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!" "You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!" "Well you are no precious prize, are you?" And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree. His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

This is not a full on novel, rather an anthology of my poetry mostly about love over the years, Volume 1 is the better poetry and volume 2 is everything that’s not what I consider my quality poetry but still sharing it anyway. this explores mostly sad and angry themes featuring heartbreak so read at your own discretion

From forested areas to deserts, from steam-powered cities to magical plains, and from ports by the sea to noble kingdoms, everyone knew of the greatest prize that exists: the sword BloodBath, known for being the sword of the chosen. Everyone wants it, but will they be worthy of it?

A collection of poems.

In a realm of swords and sorcery, where myriad races are embroiled in ceaseless conflict and danger lurks at every corner, a young vampire named Caesar found himself at the very bottom of the hierarchy—both in status and strength. Yet fortune smiled upon him when he awakened a mysterious sign-in system. As long as he diligently checked in each day, he would be rewarded with extraordinary prizes beyond imagination. Thus, with a pace that defied belief, Caesar began to rise, transforming from the most humble of vampires into the formidable Vampire King!

"The Fortune Dice has found its host. Initiating change in world setting" Wang Hao obtains a weird dice by accident and transmigrates to a parallel world where everything in the entertainment industry is completely different. There are six fortune attributes on the dice, Extremely Unlucky, Unlucky, Normal, Lucky, Extremely Lucky and Divine Luck, each lasting up to 24 hours. "Rattle —" Wang Hao closes his eyes and throws the dice on the table. When it finally stops spinning, he takes a closer look and immediately lets out a gasp! Staring at the top side of the Fortune Dice, Wang Hao has no idea what the future holds for him...