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Ling Tian's journey began in the mystical realm of Tenebrous, where he sought to overcome his limitations and reach new heights of power. To achieve this goal, he embarked on a perilous quest to find a legendary artifact. His travels took him across six continents, each with its unique culture and hidden dangers. The continents were: 1. *Aerthys*: A land of ancient forests and whispering winds. 2. *Nyxoria*: A realm of eternal darkness, where the skies raged with perpetual storms. 3. *Elyria*: A continent of breathtaking beauty, with landscapes that shone like the stars. 4. *Khyronia*: A land of scorching deserts and treacherous dunes. 5. *Vylonia*: A realm of mysterious energies, where the air vibrated with ancient power. 6. *Xanthea*: A continent of mist-shrouded mountains and forgotten ruins. Ling Tian ventured into the heart of Xanthea, seeking the artifact that would grant him unimaginable power. As he delved deeper into the continent, he stumbled upon a hidden valley, where a colossal dragon battled against a group of brave cultivators. The dragon's roar shook the earth, and its flames illuminated the darkening sky. Ling Tian watched in awe as the cultivators clashed with the dragon, their movements a blur of speed and power. As he approached the dragon, Ling Tian noticed a glowing egg nestled within the beast's lair. The egg pulsed with an otherworldly energy, drawing Ling Tian closer. Without hesitation, he reached out with his blood, allowing it to fall onto the egg. The moment his blood touched the egg, a contract was forged between Ling Tian and the dragon beast child. The egg began to glow brighter, and Ling Tian felt an surge of energy course through his veins. The dragon, sensing the contract, turned its gaze upon Ling Tian. For a moment, their eyes locked, and Ling Tian felt a deep connection to the majestic creature. The dragon's battle with the cultivators ceased, and it regarded Ling Tian with a newfound sense of respect. With the contract in place, Ling Tian's journey took a dramatic turn. He had become the master of a divine beast, and his path to greatness was forever altered. The fate of Tenebrous hung in the balance, and Ling Tian stood ready to face the challenges that lay ahead.

What makes dragons strong? It's not their power or magic, but their mind. Arrogance, greed, Iron Will, and the lack of human restraints. What would happen if you threw such a creature into human society? Would they understand humans? What does love even mean to them? This is the situation that our MC, Arad Orion found himself in. A newborn dragon bringing "Might make Right" to the humanoids, but why? Due to an abnormal condition, the mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind. Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race. From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either finding a cure for their condition or going the second route of making more void dragons. But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Finding a cure is almost impossible. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race. Dragons are arrogant, proud, and vicious. Yet those feeling extends to those whom they love. You who touched a dragon's love, Retribution is an insult, and life is a crime. Beware as merely existing draws the dragon's wrath. Follow Arad on his journey as he grows from a naive wyrmling to a grown dragon with enough wisdom and power to stand with the strongest of the world. *** If you liked the story, please support it with power stones and comments! The story now has a Discord server. Please visit it to see character art by me and the community. https://discord.gg/CPJXDj6Adg *** You can contact me at Discord at any time Alen_Tanor#1599 And last. Please don't forget to leave a review, it really helps!

My name is Shay. Just Shay. Every morning at five, I kick off my day like anyone else—cereal, eggs, or toast. Then comes the routine brushing session where I make it a point to avoid eye contact with the damn bogey in the mirror. Typical, right? I’ve got a roommate—a werewolf. We’re best friends and classmates, tackling school like it’s any normal day. After classes, I head to my job as a bartender at a nearby pub. It’s a cozy spot, where apart from your regular humans, other creatures also get together for a drink. Yep, vampires and shapeshifters have their pint nights too. Aside from these quirks, my life was relatively normal — until everything turned upside down. The peacefulness of the night seems to be over, the Fifth King is preparing for war — perhaps for world domination —, and common sense has evaporated somewhere along the way. Life was pretty standard, aside from the supernatural quirks, until it wasn’t. The peace of the night shattered, the Fifth King is gearing up for war—or maybe world domination—and somewhere along the way, logic took a vacation. Now, here I am, smack in the middle of this glorious mess, trying to figure out how I went from a normal guy to being tangled in what feels like the prelude to a world-ending saga.

Married for three years, Qin Hao couldn’t even manage a simple dish like scrambled eggs with tomatoes without burning it, leaving all the cooking to his wife. But on this particular day, during one of her livestreams, she accidentally uncovered a trove of certificates—National First-Class Chef Certification, Golden Chef Award, Michelin Three-Star Chef… And as the livestream’s revelations continued, the laid-back Qin Hao, who usually just gamed, doodled, fished, and walked the dog at home, stunned the world. A culinary god, master painter, calligraphy grandmaster, Go champion, top-tier hacker… His wife: "My husband is just an ordinary person…" Global netizens: "What on earth? You’re calling that ordinary?"

Lin Feng was at rock bottom—buried in debt, stuck in a dead-end job, and barely surviving as a struggling college student. His fridge contained nothing but a single egg and regret. Then, one day, his life changed forever. > [Ding!] > [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Rich System!] > [Spending money on women increases their favorability at 2x, 3x, or more!] > [Reach favorability milestones to receive cash returns—higher favorability, higher profits!] At first, Lin Feng thought it was a scam… until 5,000 yuan appeared in his bank account. Now, armed with a system that rewards extravagant spending on women, Lin Feng must navigate the world of wealth, luxury, and high society. But there’s a catch— - Cheap gifts don’t count. - Unnecessary spending lowers the favorability boost. - Some women require more than money to be impressed. - And sometimes, the system throws in humiliating spending challenges. From sharp and ambitious career women to calculating high-society heiresses, rising celebrities, and even a mysterious billionaire widow, Lin Feng must learn how to play the game—or risk losing everything. Can an unlucky underdog turn money into power, respect, and romance? Or will wealth bring him more trouble than he ever imagined? One thing’s for sure—**he’s about to find out.

[ 5-Star Genius Joined your sect ] [ Reward: Immortal technique: Dragon Devouring Breath ] [ 10-Star Genius Joined your sect ] [ Reward: Eternal Void Eyes ] [ Your disciple has broken through... ] [ Reward: 6-Star Dragon Egg ] [ Your disciple has obtained the Seven Goldy Physique... ] ..... Rowan had transmigrated into a cultivation world, as the only surviving disciple of the weakest and poorest sect with a mission to restore the sect and render it one of the strongest divine sects. Two years of misfortune after his transmigration, Rowan finally completed a secret quest and unlocked the cheat of his sect-building system, kick-starting his journey toward becoming the unbeatable sect master!

He died. Not by fate, not by accident, but as collateral in a hunt between beings beyond mortal comprehension. And yet… death was only the beginning. Chosen by a mysterious entity known only as Echo, a sarcastic soul from Earth is offered a chance at a second life. Gifted with ten draws from a divine treasury, he obtains powerful treasures, a rare bloodline, and a mysterious system known as the Limitless System. But what begins as a straightforward reincarnation takes a twisted turn when two dragon inheritances—Thunder and Fire—collide within him. Reborn not as a man, nor as a beast, but as an unknown species—a fusion of human and two True Dragon Inheritences—he awakens in a scorched battlefield beside a dragon egg, unaware that his birth was witnessed by fate itself. After surviving the near-fatal clash of legacies within him, he emerges anew… no longer Zaroth, but Primus Xal’Zaryon Drakonis, a name that shakes the very fabric of mana around him. With his soul, body, and bloodline perfectly harmonized between human and dragon, Primus sets out into an unfamiliar world ruled by ancient clans, dangerous beasts, and kingdoms teetering on the edge of Eternal War. But power always draws attention—and with the secrets of his origin, the Limitless System at his side, and a destiny marked by a Primordial-level Mark of Fate, enemies will rise from shadows unknown.

“It is not, if it is not, Yet the universe will, without doubt, find a place for it. For the universe is the single entity…yearning for equilibrium.” The discovery of the diary of a certain missing cardinal on an unassuming corner of the church was the fuse that started Ayre’s chaotic life as he began discovering mysteries within mysteries that seemed to contain a portion of the universe’s secrets. A supposedly simple letter shuffling triggered the curiosity of an unknown organization which was also connected to a heinous murder committed unsurprisingly by a notorious murderer that started the undercurrents of a place oceans away. Alas, as time went by, like a plague, these seemingly small events insignificant to the bigger picture of a universe would spread and eventually, like a set of dominoes, all would fall in place. Ayre, although a deviant, still had to pretend to be the careless-careful executive director of the foreign affairs department of his hometown, Crotton City while also worrying about these issues that were comparable to nothing but a ticking time bomb. Although it may not be his wish, he was precisely, not in the eye, but the eye of the storm itself.

In a world ruled by spiritual energy, Kent is a nobody—mocked as a poor egg seller and struggling to survive. But when fate grants him an "SSS-Rank system", everything changes. His FIRST ability? "SSS-Rank Copy Spiritual Energy." - He can steal power from anyone—through their emotions. - Every laugh, every rage, every moment of despair -fuels his growth. - The stronger the emotion, the greater his reward. Ding! +1000 SP copied from a grand elder (Shock). Ding! +5000 SP copied from a divine emperor (Despair). His SECOND ability? "SSS-Rank Architect of Creation." (From chapter 54) - He doesn’t just copy—he rebuilds everything. - He can craft weapons, techniques, and divine skills from pure spiritual energy. - He doesn’t need to steal artifacts—he makes better ones. Kent's little sister Nima, she also get a Dark power "SSS-RANK Soul Binder" ability. She Boss around all the time, influence by Anime, Manga, and TV dramas. From the shadows of poverty to the pinnacle of power, Kent’s rise is unstoppable. But when the world learns of his -godlike abilities-, every sect, emperor, and deity will hunt him down. Will he become the greatest cultivator in history—or the most wanted thief of all time? ___ WSA 2025 Contest. ---- Show some support by:- 100 comments= 1 extra chapter. 100 power stone= 1 extra chapter 30 Golden tickets= 1 extra chapter. 1 Castle= 5 extra chapter. Thanks you. -------------------

Ten thousand years later, ice has melted. The Soul Federation Scientific Exploration team found an egg with a gold and silver pattern on it in the far north of the land, and after examining it with an apparatus, they found out that there were vital signs inside. They hurriedly brought it back to the institute for hatching. The egg hatched, but it was a baby, a baby exactly the same as a human - a baby born out of an egg.

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ The closer I got, the more I realized it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of him. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened, causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out my name and my eyes widened in wonder at the fact that he knew my name.

In the world of winged creatures, Mirabella Flamire, nicknamed “Little Egg,” was born a humble sparrow. With her crew members, she ferried spices and goods across the kingdom, living a peaceful life away from the talons of larger predators. However, her life took a fateful turn when her crew received the order to escort the sun-scorched Dusthaven king, Eros La Velle, back to his kingdom, who arrived in Everdale to attend the Crown Prince’s wedding. …………………………….. "Do you know what the most serious of all your offenses is, little birdie?" Mirabella gulped. “I... I burnt your book,” she admitted hesitantly. After all, that book held significant information and she had burnt it accidentally. Eros only stared at her, blue eyes gleaming with something unreadable. He shook his head, the corner of his lips curling into a slow smirk. “You shouldn’t have stolen that day,” he whispered hoarsely. Hearing this, Mirabella gritted her teeth. It was just a small flower. She had picked it on impulse because it was so beautiful. But who knew she would be caught in the hands of this hawk king? “My majesty, I have fanned you for two weeks at night to dissolve that crime,” she said angrily. Eros chuckled and stepped closer, crowding her space like a predator closing in on its prey. He lifted his hand, fingers caressing along her jaw until he cupped her cheek in his entire palm. “No,” he murmured, “You stole something far more precious than a flower.” his voice a low caress. Mirabella’s eyes widened. She did? Eros leaned down, his lips grazed her ear as he delivered the final blow. “The heart I kept locked away…” “You stole it, little birdie.” [SLOW BURN]

In a world where humans bond with mystical creatures known as Genomes, the weak are trampled, and the strong reign supreme. Xiao Chen, an orphan with white hair and crimson eyes, is scorned for his F-rank Slowmire Turtle—a creature deemed useless in battle. But unknown to all, his inner space is boundless, capable of storing and evolving Genomes beyond mortal limits. After a brutal encounter leaves him drenched in the blood of his enemies, his seemingly weak turtle mutates, awakening a Primordial Chaos bloodline. Marked for death by the noble clans, Xiao Chen is summoned to Black Heaven Academy, where the ruthless compete for power, and the secrets of the Fiend War lie buried. With each battle, his Genomes evolve, defying their ranks: A tiny turtle becomes an Abyss-Shell Predator, crushing bones between its jaws. A dormant fox egg hatches into a Flame Sovereign, scorching armies to ash. A broken sword’s spirit morphs into a Soul-Reaping Blade Phantom. But strength draws envy. The noble clans, the academy’s masters, and even the Fiend God’s cult hunt him. Yet Xiao Chen shows no mercy—those who strike at him die screaming, their Genomes devoured to fuel his ascent. And as his power grows, so does his harem: Leng Xueyi, the frost-hearted sword genius who swore to kill him… until he shattered her pride. Yan Meixiu, the poison alchemist whose body became immune to all toxins after their first night. Bai Luo, the spirit herb gardener whose family begged her to seduce him—only for her to kneel willingly. From the slums to the celestial courts, Xiao Chen will carve a path of blood and domination. His Genomes will transcend their ranks, his wives will stand as empresses, and the world will know: He is the Sovereign of Beasts and Chaos.

The protagonist awakens in an endless void, surrounded by silence and darkness. A strange feeling of emptiness fills him, yet he doesn’t feel fear. It is as if everything has lost its meaning. Is he dead? Or is this the beginning of something else? He wonders, but finds no answer. His memories are foggy and fragmented. He was a 21-year-old student, leading an isolated life, knowing only books and wild animals. His world was quiet, dark, as if life itself was absent from his awareness. Then, in a moment of clarity, he finds himself somewhere else. But is it a place? Or just a thought he is floating in? Deep within an icy cave, surrounded by shattered bones, stands a massive statue of an ancient ice dragon guarding two mysterious eggs. Something in this scene pulls him in, as if the cave isn’t just a place, but the very heart of darkness itself. Is he still alive? Or merely a reflection of an old idea, one he no longer remembers?

William and his college class are ripped from Earth and thrown into Aethel, a world on the brink of collapse. Everyone gains incredible magical powers – except William. Mocked and underestimated, he's an outcast among heroes. But William has a secret: an SSS-ranked skill that lets him travel to Aethel's past. Learning lost magic from ancient masters, he'll surpass his classmates and become the true savior Aethel needs. But can he overcome the dangers of the past and present to forge his own destiny? While others studied about the first mage, William could go back in time and see the first mage himself! While others dreamed of seeing a dragon, William could go back in time, hatch a legendary dragon egg and turn it into his puppy. While others used common materials to craft their items, William could go back in time and mine materials that weren't find anywhere in Aethel anymore. Is it unfair? Perhaps, but William was not the type of person to not use the powers the universe gave him.

The New World, The Frontier, Manifest Destiny, Whatever you call it I will tell you one thing, it’s none of that. This land an untouched and uncharted territory of the world that would better be called a cursed land, Demon Territory, a Monster Paradise, and to me? A Death Trap. Why am I here? it’s very simple. Debt Not my Debt mind you, no no it was all from my worthless parents who decided to sell me off to debt collectors to stave off their debts they had made ever since I left home. And it only worked out because I was born with a rare skill of making me a natural born Monster Breeder and Tamer. Monster Products make plenty of money in this world, Holstarus Milk, Griffin Feathers, Dragon Scales, Arachne Silk, Harpy Eggs, Goblin Ale, Ork Testicles, just to name a few. And Monster Breeders can make loads of money and that’s what I’m forced into doing but not back in the Old World but here in this new world as new species and possibly extinct species of monsters can be located in this New World. So I’m forced to make a profit for them to pay off my debt or else I’ll have to pay the consequences by going through the pain and suffering of Torture since getting a new Monster Breeder would be to hard to find again. But by hook or by Crook I am going to get my freedom and get the hell out of this Death Trap I find myself in! Male, Female, Futanari, Tomboy, Femboy, various types and genders will be in this story though it’s mostly just Men and Women as all the other types are considered Rare in this story.

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

I was nothing but a mindless, rotting corpse, shuffling through the darkness—until a party of adventurers cut me down. That should have been the end. But instead of eternal rest, I woke up in the body of a noble. Fancy clothes, a sprawling estate, and servants calling me "Young Master." Sounds like a dream, right? There’s just one problem… I still have zombie instincts. Table manners? A nightmare. Holding a conversation? Harder than dodging a fireball. And apparently, calling the meat "too fresh" makes people really uncomfortable. Just as I start adjusting to this bizarre second life, my battle-hardened siblings return with unsettling news—monsters acting strangely, whispers of an ancient hunger awakening. And when I take my first bite of monster meat, I realize something terrifying: My hunger isn’t fading. It’s only growing. But the deeper I dig, the clearer it becomes—this hunger isn’t just mine. The Tower is waiting. The heavens are watching. And hell is ready to welcome me. Here is the Updated. https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/106105/i-died-as-a-zombie-then-woke-up-a-noble-and-became https://www.scribblehub.com/series/1440061/i-died-as-a-zombie-woke-up-a-noble-and-became-an-adventurer/

When a terminally ill young man awakens in the world of his favorite childhood game, he realizes he isn’t the protagonist, the destined hero, or even a major side character. Instead, he has become an extra—a disowned noble barely clinging to relevance in a world where strength determines everything. Worse, his fate in the game was to die an early, meaningless death. Armed with only his knowledge of the game’s storyline and a common system that tracks his stats and skills, he is determined to survive. But mere survival isn’t enough. He remembers a hidden easter egg from a long-forgotten anime collaboration: the Mangekyō Sharingan—a power limited by game mechanics but unrestricted in reality. With Kamui as his trump card, he walks the fine line between fate and freedom, seizing power from the shadows while avoiding suspicion. As the protagonist and his allies battle against demons and unravel the game’s grand destiny, he secretly builds his own strength—manipulating events, mastering forgotten arts, and even forging ties with villainous factions. Will he remain a footnote in history, or will he carve his own legend in a world that was never meant to be his?

When a terminally ill young man awakens in the world of his favorite childhood game, he realizes he isn’t the protagonist, the destined hero, or even a major side character. Instead, he has become an extra—a disowned noble barely clinging to relevance in a world where strength determines everything. Worse, his fate in the game was to die an meaningless death. Armed with only his knowledge of the game’s storyline and a common system that tracks his stats and skills, he is determined to survive. But mere survival isn’t enough. He remembers a hidden easter egg from a Eclipse vision—a power limited by game mechanics but unrestricted in reality. With voidstep as his trump card, he walks the fine line between fate and freedom, seizing power from the shadows while avoiding suspicion. As the protagonist and his allies battle against demons and unravel the game’s grand destiny, he secretly builds his own strength—manipulating events, mastering forgotten arts, and even forging ties with villainous factions. Will he remain a footnote in history, or will he carve his own legend in a world that was never meant to be his? i will also releasing this on royal road as ghost stream.

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[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone question his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in.  Join him on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, celestials, and cosmic beings as he narrates from his humble beginning to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter eggs, and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) [Rewritten] Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

Starshine Chronicles: The Exiled Heir In the thriving metropolis of Starshine City, where power is divided among Royals, Nobles, and Commoners, every individual's destiny is revealed at the grand Awakening Ceremony. Denver Frarandis, heir to the city's royal lineage, was destined for greatness—or so he believed. When the Awakening Crystal chose him as the bearer of the legendary Thunder/Wind Dragon spirit, the world seemed to bow before him. But in a cruel twist of fate, his mighty spirit manifested as nothing more than a fragile, glowing egg. Laughter rippled through the crowd, and humiliation turned to heartbreak as Denver’s own father, the proud Lord of Starshine City, disowned him on the spot. Cast out into the wilderness, stripped of his title and home, Denver clutches the mysterious egg that symbolizes both his downfall and the faint hope of redemption.

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[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] In a world where mythical beings have fallen into an "eternal slumber," a thriving underground market exploits the stolen essence of these dormant creatures. At its epicenter are dragons—majestic beings desired for their scales, organs, and prized eggs. The most coveted treasure of all is a dragon's name, a key that holds the power to control its very existence. Dragon Lord, guardian of a clutch of dormant eggs, lives in isolation atop a hill, surrounded by a forest that veils his castle. He bears the scars of past betrayals, having been deceived by those who feigned love to steal his treasures or claim his head as a bounty. Jaded and cold, he trusts no one, living a solitary existence. However, his solitude is shattered when a woman unwittingly stumbles into his life. Yara finds herself in Dragon Lord's treasured den amidst a battle between the dragon and thieves. In a twist of fate, she mistakenly bonds with the dormant eggs, breathing life into them. Reluctantly, Dragon Lord allows Yara into his world, and their journey unfolds amid the looming threat of underground organizations seeking to exploit the dragons for profit. As the eggs come to life, so does an unexpected connection between Dragon Lord and Yara. Despite his cold and jaded exterior, he finds himself unable to ignore her presence. Yara, too, cannot deny the pull she feels towards him, and emotions begin to burn beneath the surface. Together, they must navigate the challenges of waiting for the eggs to hatch, fend off those who seek to exploit the dragon and its offspring, and confront the secrets that Yara harbors—a revelation that could destroy everything. In this tale of flames and gold, two scarred souls in a world where trust is a rare and precious commodity must confront the ghosts of their pasts. They navigate the dangerous currents of love and deception, protecting unborn dragons from a world hungry for their magic. Will their bond withstand the trials ahead, or will the flames of betrayal engulf them in the end? A/N: It starts out SLOW, because I tend to get lost in the pages and be descriptive but once it gets to the action, it really picks up! Looking forward to growing with you all on this journey!!!

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A Sci-Fi Epic of Cosmic Rebellion In the shadows of a glittering metropolis, Shen Zheng is a scorned laborer until he fuses with a charred alien insect egg—a seemingly worthless "Insect Implant" that grants him the terrifying ability to devour cosmic energy and manipulate elements like fire and water. His meteoric rise to fame in the White Wolf Star System comes at a deadly cost: humanity itself is revealed to be the experimental prey of the "Ancient Gods," who engineered insect swarms as tools to control civilizations. Shen’s journey begins as a vow to protect his sister but spirals into a galaxy-spanning war. From enduring bullying in the White Wolf military district to mastering insect-core technology at Lunar Star Academy, every step forces him to confront the blurred line between humanity and divinity. Allies like Xue Su, a maid with ties to the sacred insect race, and foes like Ming Yuebai, a fallen warrior turned agent of the Ancient Gods, challenge his understanding of loyalty and power. The ultimate battle isn’t against planet-devouring swarms—it’s a fight to rewrite the cosmic order itself