Mayahem Temple

She is an ordinary woman in a modern city, balancing her career, relationships, and dreams—until the day the world she knows starts to crack. Shadows whisper her name, strangers seem to recognize her, and her loyal dog begins to act... oddly human. She is unaware that she is actually the reincarnation of an ancient Indian mythology goddess whose real identity has been shrouded in mystery for hundreds of years. As shards of her divine past begin to resurface, so also do some ancient enemies that have long since been forgotten but are very dangerous. Guided by her vahan—a celestial being in the guise of her canine companion—and a human ally shrouded in secrets, she journeys to find out who she truly is. In a world where skyscrapers rise over hidden temples and technology intertwines with ancient rituals, her awakening could just save or doom humanity. Will she come into and accept the powers of her divine heritage, or will her human heart hold her in a world that cannot understand her destiny?

Bored in class, Ivaim suddenly transmigrates into a world plagued with Fractured Realities. A century ago, Reality Masters suddenly arrived— bringing a wave of terror over the planet. Just as the people despaired, they began to discover "Threshold Items" which allowed them to enter the domains of these Reality Masters. They had two options starting from there : One, to become a Reality Walker— a person marked and blessed by a Reality Master, fighting by their side in order to defend against other Reality Masters. Or to become a Reality Ruiner— A person who kills Reality Masters, directly consuming and taking over the powers that they posses! However, to Ivaim, he seemed to have taken on a different path. As he looked towards his own body, he sighed as he realized that he was neither a Reality Walker, or a Reality Ruiner. —He had somehow become a Reality Master.

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Lucan Ironfist came from a noble family, but he wasn't the eldest son. When his brother became the head of the family and he turned 18, Lucan would become a commoner. A strange rule, but that's how it was. So Lucan began to think of a way to live a peaceful life. As he was considering this, his mother arranged for him to become a priest in another city. A priest didn't have to worry about food or housing, and all he had to do was watch over the temple and the statue. It was easy work, so he agreed and arrived at the city. One day, as he was watching over the temple and the statue, a poor-looking girl came to pray. When she prayed to God, light gathered around her body. Lucan was surprised and suddenly remembered the plot of a certain game. Originally, Lucan was from Earth and had traveled to this fantasy world. When he was on Earth, he played a game with a plot where a merchant family's illegitimate daughter, bullied by her family, awakened the power of a saint. Lucan decided to keep this secret and train the saint so that in the future, he could have an easy life and save himself from any crises. --- **Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.

Zhouzhou est née avec peu de chances, et après avoir entraîné la faillite d'un temple taoïste en mangeant, elle a finalement été chassée de la montagne pour mendier de la nourriture. Mais par inadvertance, elle a trouvé une source de subsistance à long terme. Après avoir adopté la petite Zhou Zhou, Madame Qin a immédiatement envoyé un message à son plus jeune fils, "Regarde, tu as une fille !" Qin Lie, qui aurait dû se réjouir de devenir père, est resté de marbre et a dit, "Envoyez-la loin." Les jeunes tyrans de la famille Qin, qui auraient dû se réjouir d'avoir une petite soeur, ont l'air dédaigneux et ont dit, "Nous n'en voulons pas. Elle ne sait que pleurer, pas amusant du tout." Même les ennemis jurés de la famille Qin attendaient avec impatience de voir Zhouzhou entraîner la famille Qin à la faillite. Cependant, Qin Lie signait des contrats tous les jours jusqu'à ce que ses mains en soient douloureuses, et la famille Qin prospérait, consolidant leur position en tant que famille la plus riche. Même le septième frère infirme de la famille Qin a pu se mettre à courir et sauter. Lors d'un banquet, les jeunes tyrans de la famille Qin ont entouré Zhouzhou, essayant de lui faire plaisir. "Soeur, nous te donnerons toute la nourriture délicieuse !" "Soeur, quel genre d'histoire veux-tu entendre aujourd'hui ? Frère te le dira !" Qin Lie s'est approché directement, a soulevé la petite fille et a jeté un regard froid à ses neveux, déclarant sa possession, "C'est ma fille !"

[Invincible Flow] [Nonsensical] [Relaxed Immortal Heroes] The fishing dude never leaves empty-handed! ...... ...... A "bloody case" triggered by a fishing rod Starting with a dog, all companions depend on fishing. Jin Xu, just stepping into the university gates, transmigrated to the Nine Provinces Realm, and was coaxed and deceived by an old Taoist into becoming his disciple. After witnessing the "perils" of this world and confirming that there was no way back, the steady (and cautious) Jin Xu prepared to practice cultivation under his master's protection until he became invincible, then venture out again. Then one morning, he woke up. Where's my master! Jin Xu, now without protection, panicked, so he decided to "risk his life" to find his master to protect himself. After leaving the Taoist temple, Jin Xu muttered, "Are people outside... so easily defeated?"

Introduction One: When Jiang Shouzhong finally resolved to help his wife vanquish demons and uphold the righteous path of the human world, he saw nothing but piles of white bones. Standing atop the battlefield of Asuras, the demoness was none other than his former wife. —— Introduction Two: Above the temple halls, beneath the rivers and lakes, where the world of humans and demons divide, along the righteous and evil paths, countless charismatic individuals weave lives full of fireworks, unable to exhaust the tales of snow, moon, wind, and flowers. Kings and generals, peddlers and pawnbrokers, scholars and swordsmen, fiends and phantoms, they are all but pages in a book—each of varying thickness, some with twists and turns, others dull and ordinary, filled with ups and downs, joy and sorrow, or a mix of good and evil, with causes and effects unending. And the book of Jiang Shouzhong's life is undoubtedly the most captivating of all. ——

Chen Nuo had transmigrated to the Primordial World and surprisingly opened a shop right next to Patriarch Bodhi’s Taoist temple. Unexpectedly, the first visitor wasn’t Patriarch Bodhi, but a monkey, who traded three strands of its fur for a plate of egg-fried rice, then its eyes emitted golden lights! From then on, there was no more Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong, only the Godly Chef Sun Wukong! Buddhism was utterly baffled, what was this situation, where was my Journey to the West, where was the grand flourishing of Buddhism? Haotian was utterly baffled, "Fuck, where is everyone? How come there’s no one in the vast Heavenly Court?" The immortals: "Who’s still in Heavenly Court now? Of course, we’re all going to eat!"

In a universe governed by mysteries of creation and purpose, two ordinary teenagers, Nathan and Emily, are chosen to embark on an extraordinary journey to uncover the truth behind the Cause—the ultimate source of existence. Armed with a unique progression system that allows them to gain experience, level up, and unlock powerful abilities, they must navigate a world of philosophical challenges, spiritual battles, and moral dilemmas. As they explore ancient temples, defend their beliefs against shadowy skeptics, and complete quests that test both zeal and reason, they uncover deeper truths about the universe, themselves, and the eternal Cause that sustains all. With each level, the stakes rise, revealing a cosmic conflict between light and darkness that threatens to consume everything. Can Nathan and Emily grow strong enough to protect what matters most, or will doubt and deception shatter their resolve? A LitRPG adventure filled with action, growth, and timeless truths, The Cause Progression System is a thrilling exploration of philosophy, reason, and the fight for ultimate meaning.

In a world where magic thrives and shadows linger, Changra Leville is a boy haunted by a fractured past. One moment, he’s navigating the mundane struggles of high school; the next, he’s thrust into a realm teetering on the edge of ruin. Armed with a mysterious crimson dagger that feeds on his emotions, Changra must confront a destiny he never asked for—one that could bring salvation or destruction. As whispers of forgotten gods and ancient prophecies surface, Changra discovers that the greatest battles are not always fought with steel, but within the heart. Will he rise to the challenge or be consumed by the darkness he fears most? Changra blinked as a small, green, fox-like creature with caterpillar legs padded toward him, its glowing tongue flicking the air. “What... even are you?” Changra asked, leaning back cautiously as it let out a melodic chirp. The creature tilted its head and chirped again, louder this time. It darted forward, brushing against his leg. “Okay, no. Boundaries! Haven’t you ever heard of personal space?” Changra yelped, stumbling back and nearly tripping over a glowing mushroom. The creature trilled happily, circling him with what seemed like the world's most confident caterpillar swagger. Changra sighed, rubbing his temples. Great. I’ve been here for less than a day, and I’m already the unofficial babysitter for alien fox bugs. Author's Note: Hi! This is going to be my first ever WebNovel. I'll take any suggestions, and eventually, I'll create a discord that everyone can chat up in and give ideas as the story goes on. This is a work of fiction that draws upon the idea of transportation into another world. This is a completely original story, with completely original characters. Chapters Released Every Other Day! (At the moment)

In one of the Northern Villages of the Meadow Kingdom, the little girl, Lithea had lived her best life with her parents and her closest friend, Hugo. With her cheerful personality, her laughs and giggles bring joy to the household. But one fateful night, after the birth of her younger sister, Mia, the happy family was visited by a monstrous beast. To protect them, their parents faced the giant wolf and fought them to buy time for the children to escape. With the baby in her arms, Lithea seeks help and shelter from Hugo's family, the Marbles. But not long after the tragic night, a high priest, Chi, showed up on their doorsteps and took the girls under the care of the Sun Temple, a counterpart of the Sol Temple where Chi occupies the highest position. The changes in her life affected her greatly, once a cheerful child barely showed emotion in her dark cold eyes. She vowed to herself to avenge her parents and to seek the root of all the killings in the northern region and eliminate it. Will she be able to control her feelings in battle? Will she be able to avenge her parents, or would it inflict more pain in her as she begins her journey? Warning!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK This book may contain triggering contents such as BLOOD, TRAUMATIC EVENTS, VIOLENCE, AND MURDER.

"In the land of myth and the time of magic…" "The destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a ....." Xaren dodged as a stone whistled past his face before he could finish his playful chants. If he had been a second late, he would have been struck by the stone. "Cut that crap!" Eryndor Darkfire thundered, his expression dreadful and grim, and almost instantaneously, he was laughing hard and chasing his friend, Xaren, around in a police and thief game play. Eryndor Darkfire, the male MC was a still birth. He was already dead by the time he was birthed with his mother losing her life during labour. A dramatic cosmic manifestations happened on the night he was born. His Father, Kael Tan carried Eryndor cold body and dashed into the temple with hopes that his son would be saved. A child marked to be a sorcerer at a time when darkness of the underworld was at its climax, brimming with tenebrous intensity. With the lost heritage of magic and sorcery restored, Eryndor was the last ever bloodline of his father to exist with ability to harness and use magic. At 12, Eryndor fought some bandits who came to kidnap him from his home. And to protect his identity and safety, his Father had to make him run away, far from home before he was discovered. Eryndor faced various forms of diversities, made new friends, and learnt a lot of lessons from his master. Along the line, He found out a very gruesome and harrowing secret about his ancestors, and had to fight the greatest battle of his life - A mortal battle with his demonic sisters. Eryndor has to walk through many deadly adventures, discover secrets, and challenge mighty and ancient beings to be able to stop his demonic sisters. "Astra descendo, tenebrae repello! (Stars descend, darkness repel!) By the celestial fires that burn within, I call upon the ancient powers to begin. Aegis mea, protego totalum! (My shield, I protect all!) Mors demoni, mortem infero! (Death to the demon, death I bring!) Let's walk you through the journey of 'The Last Surviving Sorcerer'.

Rudra was in the middle of his morning exercise, the rhythmic thud of his feet on the ground and the cool morning air clearing his mind. But his routine was abruptly interrupted by a sound that sent a chill down his spine—the piercing wail of the base siren. That siren only meant one thing: enemy jets were closing in on Indian airspace. Rudra was the first to engage the income Pakistani jets, locking onto an F-16. His MiG might have been old, but in his hands, it was deadly. His first missile found its mark, taking down one of the Pakistani jets. He quickly locked onto a second F-16, but this time, the enemy pilot deployed flares, deflecting the missile. As Rudra maneuvered for another strike, Captain Jorawar’s F-16 swooped in. Rudra managed to avoid the missile fired by Jorawar with a rapid maneuver, but the intense move took a toll on his aging MiG—his engine caught fire, and alarms began blaring in the cockpit. He ejected just in time, but disaster struck—his parachute caught fire, leaving him falling fast towards the earth. As Rudra fell, the cold wind whipping against his face, his life flashed before his eyes—not just the battles and the glory, but the regrets that weighed heavy on his heart. In those final moments, a thought gripped him: if somehow, by some miracle, I survive this... if I get another chance... I will live my life to the fullest. It wasn’t just about duty anymore; it was about making amends, about healing the wounds that time and circumstance had torn open. His mind turned to his foster family—the people who had taken him in after he lost his parents at the age of four. Commander Karanveer Batra, his father's friend, had raised him like his own son, alongside his own children. Yet, despite all the love they had given him, a distance had grown between them. The estrangement had left a scar on his mind, one that made him realize the difference between true blood and a foster family. The girl he had once loved, with all the intensity of a young heart, had ended up marrying his foster brother. She had become his sister-in-law, and Rudra had never dated anyone after that. The pain of that unrequited love had strained his relationship with his brother, and by extension, with his foster father and sister. He could still see his foster father's disappointed, pained face and his sister's helpless, sad eyes. If I survive... I’ll make things right, he vowed. I’ll repair those bonds, and I’ll create a family of my own—a family that I can truly call my own. As these thoughts filled his mind, a strange calm settled over him, and slowly, the world around him faded away. In the distance, the reinforcements from Jamnagar arrived, forcing Jorawar and his squadron to retreat. But for Rudra, the battle was over. What went unnoticed, however, was that Rudra's body had fallen onto the ancient steps of a Shiva temple, believed to be self-manifested. The temple stood silent and untouched, yet from within its depths, a thick, unnatural fog began to seep out, swirling with purpose as it crept closer to his still form—its intent unknown, its origin a mystery. Squadron Leader Rudra Pratap was born in 1992. At 32 years old, he had never married, dedicating his life to duty. And this seemed to be the end of his story... or perhaps, the beginning of something new. Follow Rudra on his journey as he defies fate, transforming from a patriotic soldier into a shrewd and calculating businessman. Watch as he not only reshapes his own life, but alters the balance of global power in his relentless pursuit of success. .................................................. #India 2 Chapters/Week

Rayah was not meant to live more than 5 years having a heart failure condition but the eldest princess of Montis has been able to live past it due to the power of the diamond but now she has just two months to live. What could have gone wrong? Rayah hops on a journey to find The Healer but can she be able to do it on her own with the symptoms showing up too frequently. **** Rayah began to feel lightheaded. "No no please, not here in the middle of nowhere please." She begged her body, she was on the verge of tears. "Your highness" Rayah heard someone call her. A guard approached her. Rayah herself was beyond relieved to see that it was a guard from the palace and knew he could help her. She was feeling very lightheaded, she reached out to him. Other guards stood by in order not to cause a scene. "Water quickly" Rayah asked while tapping her temples with her eyes closed.

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Original Author: Songiba [I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple. When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,” And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?” …. That monstrous duke had adopted me.]

Synopsis of "Chronicles of Hearts and Horizon" The story begins in a world where magic intertwines with the tangible, and ancient ruins hold the forgotten secrets of past civilizations. "Chronicles of Hearts and Horizon" follows the journey of two unlikely companions—Elara, a skilled treasure hunter, and Alden, a brooding warrior—whose paths cross in a mysterious, enchanted forest, setting them on a dangerous quest to unearth a powerful artifact, the Heartstone, hidden within the ruins of an ancient civilization. Elara is no stranger to danger. Her reputation as a fearless treasure hunter precedes her, known across the lands for her ability to navigate perilous terrains and decipher ancient languages. She is driven by a singular obsession: to find the Heartstone, an artifact said to possess the power to alter the course of history. The artifact, shrouded in mystery, is said to be capable of granting its wielder unimaginable power, but at the cost of one’s soul. The Heartstone is believed to be locked away deep within the ruins of the Temple of Eternity, a place that few have dared to enter, let alone survive. Alden, on the other hand, is a soldier of fortune with a tragic past. Once a knight, he is now a wandering warrior, scarred by the loss of his family during a great war that ravaged his homeland. Haunted by his past and driven by guilt, Alden has grown cold and detached from the world, living only for the present day, seeking solace in his sword and the quiet of the wilderness. His fate intertwines with Elara’s when they both arrive at the outskirts of the Cursed Forest, a dangerous and enchanted place rumored to be the final resting ground of many treasure hunters who perished in search of the Heartstone. The two meet under unlikely circumstances when Elara, scouting the forest for clues, finds herself trapped by a treacherous pitfall. Alden, drawn by her desperate cries for help, rescues her, and though reluctant to share her quest, Elara finds herself needing Alden’s strength and combat skills to navigate the increasingly hostile forest. What begins as a temporary alliance for survival slowly blooms into a deep and complex partnership. As they travel deeper into the forest, their relationship evolves from a purely practical one to a romantic and emotional connection. However, their journey is far from simple. The Cursed Forest is alive, a sentient place that seems to have its own will, shifting paths and conjuring illusions to mislead and trap travelers. Along their way, they encounter strange creatures—both mythical and terrifying—and are faced with riddles and challenges designed to test their resolve. The forest, it seems, has its own secrets and a dark history tied to the Heartstone. As Elara and Alden journey through the temple, the challenges grow more intense, testing not only their physical endurance but also their emotional resilience. The temple’s illusions begin to prey on their deepest fears and regrets, challenging the bond they have formed. The deeper they go into the temple, the more they realize that the Heartstone isn’t just a powerful artifact—it is a sentient being that feeds off of the desires and fears of those who seek it. Elara, still haunted by her parents' mysterious disappearance, is confronted with visions of them—alive but lost to her in a world where the Heartstone’s power can bend time and reality. For a moment, she is tempted to seize the Heartstone to bring her parents back, but she is reminded of the cost: the stone's power would enslave her, slowly draining her essence until she becomes a mere shadow of the person she once was. The forest’s enchantment seems to push her toward this temptation, but her growing connection with Alden acts as a tether, preventing her from falling into the stone's seductive grasp. Alden faces an equally tormenting vision—one where he returns to the battlefield, but this time he does not abandon his family.

"I strengthened my body to run there. I grabbed the brush, and the blood on my hand soaked it. But I didn't care about that's all. I started drawing a summoning circle on the altar of the sun temple. My blood dripped between my drawings. And what is this... Is my tears also dripping? Please... hold on... hold on to all this, Elena... I begged to my weary body. My circle was finished and I knelt in front of it and began to chant my spell. "O deus totius lucis, da mihi gloriam tuam! Nuntium mitte ut populum tuum salvet!" (Oh god of all light, give me your glory! Send a messenger to save your people!) The blood flowed more rapidly in my hand, soaking my body. But I didn't care about all that. I have to hold on... I must! "Pandite portas mundi... Venite heroes... Portas Heroum!!!" (Open the gates of the world... Come heroes... Gate of Heroes!!!) Then the light came, shining very brightly, giving me a glimmer of hope. And there appeared a figure of a man in clothes like a blanket wrapped around his body. He was holding a sword in his hand. Hope... a hope has arrived!" This novel tells the story of Elena Fearis, a Priest (light mage), who uses forbidden magic to summon a hero from another world to save her village from the savage attacks of orges. The one she summons is Ryuji Honda, a samurai from the Edo period of Japan. How does the adventure of Elena Fearis and Ryuji Honda continue? This is my second light novel, blending fantasy, action, and romance. Hope u enjoy it!

Humans are clever in tens of thousands of ways, Gu are the true refined essences of Heaven and Earth. The Three Temples are unrighteous, the demon is reborn. Former days are but an old dream, an identical name is made anew. A story of a time traveler who keeps on being reborn. A unique world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. The Spring and Autumn Cicada, the Venomous Moonlight Gu, the Wine Insect, All-Encompassing Golden Light Insect, Slender Black Hair Gu, Gu of Hope… And a great demon of the world that does exactly as his heart pleases!

Astra Wilson is a demonologist from Los Angeles, she and Marcus Ryan discovered an ancient occultic temple in Egypt which was the location of a gateway to hell, when Astra accidentally touched a sword with her blood and takes it to a museum in Britain and sold the sword in which it was believed that the sword was a key that opens up the portal of hell, the sword was kept in the museum but after awakened by a human blood the gates of hell were opened but just a little as demons came out of it and started possessing dead humans, it created an apocalypse in Egypt as it spread to Britain and other parts of the world, the demon possessed bodies will try to infect other humans by touching them on the chest where their heart lies, slowly killing the individual as another demon would possess that body, Astra and Marcus would join up with other survivors to find a way to stop the apocalypse as the demons were looking for the sword so that they'll fully open the portal to let the forces of hell into the mortal world, after discovering that the portal was opened by her and to close it she must sacrifice herself to close it she races to find the sword and make the ultimate sacrifice but not after losing those close to her.

this is my first time writing and it's only 10 chapterssorry for less chapters if there there are any similarities it's because apparently it's not the first time to write this kinda story it's similar to tomb raider or lara croft

Locked up in a Temple for a long time. Jace was released by Anita who was trying to write a project for her history class so has to be able to join the school play. Jace gave Anita his fox bead in other to save her after falling from the top of the mountain. Jace followed Anita to her school and started living with her because of his fox bead that with Anita

In the shimmering heat of an ancient desert, Dr. Eliana Sabri’s archaeological team unearths a temple unlike any recorded in history. Its stones bear markings that defy time and language, its foundations whispering secrets older than civilization itself. Soon, Dr. Markus Jovanic’s careful excavations and Dr. Sima Atiri’s cryptic analyses begin to unveil patterns that challenge everything known about human origins—and raise unsettling questions about who, or what, once guided our ancestors. Across the ocean, Dr. Mirianne Calwyn combs through forbidden manuscripts in a quiet European archive, parsing obscure languages that shouldn’t exist and drawing unexpected connections to distant stars. Religious leaders, scholars, and statesmen—Sister Anella among them—find their cherished truths shaken as encoded messages surface in scriptures and legends, hinting at a presence both familiar and unimaginable. Rumors spread among secretive circles; something grand and unknowable lingers just beyond the veil of recorded history. As President Daniel Porten and General Alvaris attempt to maintain global stability, unlikely alliances form. Dr. Elina Viran, Dr. Fabrice Leclair, and Tariq Abran race to interpret signals that seem to flow from myth into science with unnerving precision. A quiet tension grips the world—its faith, identity, and future all poised on a knife’s edge. What emerges from the past will test loyalties, convictions, and the very measure of human character. In dust-choked corridors, under watchful skies, a new chapter of our story is waiting to be told. The mysteries revealed will not simply rewrite what we know—they may redefine who we are allowed to become.

I quiver as he snakes his arm around my waist with his lips behind my ear whispering, "So what would you say about my proposal, Zelda?" Peering into his eyes with a smile on my lips, I entangle him in a hug and plunge the knife at his back taking him by surprise. Slowly, he goes limp in my arms falling on his knees before me while staring at me and not uttering a word. Leaning forward, I give him a peck as a tear escapes from my eyes. "I'm sorry, either way it's meant to come to this." I say giving a him final look before twisting the knife further at his back, leaving him to bleed to death. ***** Griselda Capell, a seemingly average young lady with hidden abilities has only one ambition in life, 'to become successful and find a fairytale type of love'. Her dreams come crashing down when she's sold off to the Royal pure blooded Garcia's family as a mistress to the heir, Aidan. Slowly, she entertains the idea that life with Aidan doesn't seem all bad as they rather fall in love. Soon, her hidden abilities are slowly discovered and harnessed, with emissaries of the Venine temple whisking her away and intimating of her role and destiny in life. Plots, twists and turns ensue as her destiny which she's expected to fulfill is in stark contrast with Aidan's, which harshly drifts them apart and turns her into a version of herself she had never dreamt of, a monster as some may call her. With a mass of powers at the tip of her fingers, tons of army at her command, Griselda turns out to be Aidan's most dreaded enemy, fear and weakness. A entrancing tale of love and hate, lovers to enemies, both expected to do away with each other, which will survive?

Aryan Mehra is a successful tech entrepreneur living in the fast-paced city of Bangalore, but despite his achievements, he feels something is missing. His life, full of ambition and material success, feels empty. That all changes when he receives a mysterious message from his estranged mother, urging him to visit a hidden temple on the outskirts of the city. There, Aryan discovers an ancient *rudraksha mala—a string of sacred beads passed down through his family. The moment he touches them, an overwhelming surge of energy awakens inside him. He begins to experience strange abilities and a deep connection to an ancient spiritual power—Kundalini. But with this awakening comes danger. Dark forces, both ancient and modern, are after him, wanting to control the power that is now stirring within him. As Aryan learns to navigate this new spiritual world, he faces a choice: continue his life as a successful businessman or embrace the path of spiritual awakening and fulfill a destiny foretold by an ancient prophecy. With the help of a mysterious yoga guru, Aryan must come to terms with the power inside him before it’s too late. "The Kundalini Prophecy" is a journey of self-discovery, spiritual awakening, and the battle between light and darkness. Will Aryan choose to awaken the Kundalini fully, or will he be consumed by the power that is meant to save the world? --

In a realm where legends breathe and the dead walk, the murim world exists on the knife’s edge of honor and savagery. Here, warriors aren’t just born but forged through relentless trials, wielding powers that reflect the very spirit within them. Ancient clans, bound by intricate codes and ancient feuds, vie for dominance, each cultivating their own martial secrets, whispered only through generations or carved into scrolls soaked in the blood of those who sought them. This land, cloaked in myth and shrouded in mystery, is one of harsh beauty, a tapestry of vast mountain ranges, haunted forests, and ruined temples where ghosts of fallen warriors linger. Among the wanderers, ronin, and hidden assassins, a delicate balance holds; it is a peace that trembles under the weight of long-held grudges, greed, and the thirst for power. Through silent pathways and forgotten villages, those who dare to walk alone, like Ebon, move as phantoms, forging their paths beyond the constraints of clan loyalty or kinship. These wanderers are nameless shadows, bound only to their own purpose and haunted by the spirits of their past. Yet, for all their independence, even they are touched by the unseen hand of the murim’s brutal politics and mystical forces. In this world of veiled faces, blood oaths, and silent vendettas, every step echoes with danger, and every encounter holds the potential to turn friend to foe. Those who dare to follow this path walk a line between life and legend, their fates lost in the whispers of the ancient and unyielding murim.

What animal is more ferocious than the Tibetan Mastiff? Is the secret passage to the sacred land of Shambhala hidden beneath the Potala Palace? Does the fabled Pabala Temple, concealed within vast amounts of Tibetan historical documents, truly exist? Why do the sacrificial rituals of primitive jungle tribes bear such a striking resemblance to those practiced in certain regions of Tibet? Could the Mayan ruins hidden deep within the jungles of the Americas have a close cultural connection with distant Tibet? Why did Soviet experts organize a special team that ventured into Tibet five times shortly after the founding of New China? Why did Hitler issue orders in 1938 and 1943 for his top aide Himmler to personally assemble two expeditions into Tibet? What secrets is Tibet hiding from us? This is a mystery—one that Tibet, despite having become a global tourist destination, still guards in silence.

In skies where heavens crack and fall, A broken immortal heeds the call. Ling Tianyi, with memories blurred, Seeks truths within a world disturbed. A demon’s laugh, both sharp and sly, Zhi Yue’s mischief masks the why. With mocking jest and secrets veiled, He walks beside the one who’s failed. A temple stands, then crumbles low, Where lotus blooms and past truths glow. A sword that sings of wars once fought, Now whispers tales of what was sought. Through flames of beasts and shadows vast, The echoes ring of battles past. In lava’s depths and tempest’s rage, Their fates are inked on destiny’s page. Mockery yields to bonds unspoken, As shattered stars leave hearts unbroken. Together bound by fate’s decree, A tale of stars, of shadows, and eternity.

I slammed my fists against my temples, the pain shooting through my skull like a jagged lightning bolt. "What's wrong with you, Hailey?" I screamed, my voice echoing off the hospital room walls. "Why can't you remember? Just remember who you were!" The machines surrounding me sprang to life, their beeps and alarms blaring in a cacophony of sound. My heart rate spiked, and my hormones surged, sending my body into a frenzy. Suddenly, a flurry of white coats burst into the room. Nurses rushed to my side, their faces etched with concern. One of them quickly injected a sedative into my IV, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy. As the darkness closed in, I caught a glimpse of the nurses' worried faces, their mouths moving in slow motion as they spoke words I couldn't quite hear. The machines continue to beep and whirl, their sounds fading into the distance as I succumbed to the darkness.