Wakanda Chant

Leon was just another face in the crowd—an ordinary orphan with no family, no safety net, and a life teetering on the edge of ruin. Gambling had been his last desperate gamble, but fate had dealt him nothing but bad hands. Now, penniless and alone, his future seemed like a dead-end road. Until it arrived. [World-Traveling System Activated!] A voice echoed in his mind, pulling him from the abyss of despair. "Wait... What?!" [Congratulations, Host! You can now traverse between worlds. Use the knowledge and resources of your modern life to conquer, dominate, and rise above all.] His heart raced as a golden portal materialized before him, promising adventure—or disaster. [First World: An Ancient Medieval Fantasy Realm.] Leon barely had time to blink before the light swallowed him whole. He stumbled into a world straight out of a storybook—castles, knights, and mythical creatures all around. But what happened next was nothing short of absurd. "Behold! The gods have answered our prayers!" a voice cried. Leon turned, only to find a crowd of robed figures falling to their knees. At their center, a stunning priestess with radiant eyes stared at him, trembling with awe. "You... you’re the divine savior sent by the heavens!" "Wait... whaaaaat?!" As the priestess led the chant in his name, Leon couldn't help but think, Well, this is going to be interesting.

After crossing over into a world of magic, Dean Bruce was mistaken for a powerful sorcerer. Though he initially intended to sternly refuse the beautiful woman’s request to become her mentor, she offered him far too much to say no! Completely clueless about magic, Dean Bruce had no choice but to make up spells on the spot. However, when he saw the astonishing power unleashed by the beautiful woman after chanting his random incantations, he was stunned. The spells he had carelessly invented… could they really comprehend magic and even forbidden spells? As Dean Bruce ascended to the pinnacle of magical prowess and became the Archmage, he candidly answered a reporter's question during an interview with the Alliance: "I never understood magic. I just made up a few incantations, that's all." People were in awe of him—this, they believed, was the true humility of a Grand Archmage!

“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’ I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play' And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down… Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.” Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones. Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her. If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf. But when he touches her, something inside her stirs… Desires? Yes! Powers hidden by the moon goddess? Yes! And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal … Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’? One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of. #Slow burn #Wispy old prophecies # Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend #Villian in love with FL Join my discord group: https://discord.gg/t2w9NgC4

[Épouse délicate VS Dur à cuire, Gâter son épouse + Double vertu + Vie quotidienne avec des enfants] La blogueuse culinaire Shen Mingzhu a été transmigrée dans le rôle d'une méchante belle-mère d'un roman d'une époque révolue, devenant un personnage contrastant avec Shen Baolan du village. Shen Baolan était gentille et vertueuse, traitant son beau-fils comme le sien, tandis que le personnage original était dur et méchant, battant ou réprimandant le beau-fils. Shen Baolan profitait de ses dernières années grâce à son beau-fils prometteur, tandis que le personnage original fut brûlée vive par son beau-fils tordu et sinistre. Afin de changer l'issue tragique, Shen Mingzhu retroussa ses manches, prête à mettre de l'ordre. —— Shen Baolan fit un rêve. L'homme qu'elle allait épouser mourrait six mois plus tard, la laissant veuve sans rien, destinée à mener une vie de misère. Entre-temps, Shen Mingzhu, pour avoir épousé l'homme qu'il faut, était devenue une femme riche enviable. Toutes deux du même village, toutes deux devenues belles-mères, pourquoi Shen Mingzhu devrait-elle vivre une meilleure vie qu'elle ? Elle épouserait l'homme à qui Shen Mingzhu était mariée, et vivrait la bonne vie de Shen Mingzhu ! —— Cinq ans plus tard. Shen Mingzhu était devenue étudiante universitaire, l'homme de Shen Mingzhu n'était pas mort mais était devenu un grand patron, et le beau-fils de Shen Mingzhu s'était transformé en enfant prodige. Shen Baolan, qui aspirait à ce que son mari réussisse, attendait encore amèrement le jour où son homme atteindrait la grandeur.

``` « Quoi ?! Je me transforme en un petit chat... à la fin du monde ? » Kate regarda ses petites pattes avec désespoir. Elle jeta un coup d’œil aux autres qui étaient éveillés avec des capacités étranges et puissantes pendant qu’elle se transformait en un petit chat sans aucune capacité de combat. Elle avait envie de pleurer. Heureusement, ce petit chat a un propriétaire. Son professeur sévère qui paraissait froid et insensible. N’ayant d'autre choix, Kate ne peut que le suivre. ... Kyle regarda le petit chat dans son bras qui affichait un air innocent. Avez-vous déjà vu un chat agir de façon coquette après avoir volé de la nourriture pour cacher sa culpabilité ? Avez-vous déjà vu un chat prendre un bain avec tant de bonheur ? Avez-vous déjà vu un chat... se transformer en un petit enfant ? En regardant la petite fille aux oreilles de chat avec une queue mignonne, Kyle soupira et décida de devenir le père de la fille et de lui enseigner les rudiments du monde. Mais quand la petite fille aux oreilles de chat a soudain grandi pour devenir une adulte… Kyle se tut. ... Rejoignez le Discord pour discuter avec l'auteur et les autres lecteurs : https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Autres romans : - Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [terminé] - Under the Veil of Night [terminé] - 7 Path of the Lilies [en longue pause] - 1 Year of Beginning [terminé] - Villain Lady [terminé] - Science and Fantasy [terminé] - 2 Years of Restarting [terminé] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [en cours] - The Quiet Empress [terminé] ... Suivez-moi sur IG : @sora100518 ```

Valérie, la fille de l'Alpha assassiné de la Meute de la Pierre Jaune, ne pouvait jamais diriger la meute car elle avait un loup Luna. Son compagnon, Tristan, fut désigné Alpha à sa place. Après avoir assumé le titre d'Alpha, Valérie fut piégée et brutalement rejetée, non seulement par Tristan mais aussi par toute sa meute, et sa petite sœur, Scarlet, avec laquelle Tristan avait des liaisons secrètes. « Je rejette Luna Valérie comme ma compagne. Elle a été surprise au lit avec un étranger, ce qui signifie qu'elle trahirait la meute. La punition pour la trahison est la mort », annonça sans cœur l'Alpha Tristan. Les chants des membres de la meute et des Alphas visiteurs venus pour la conférence des Alphas les attirèrent vers le jugement. Personne ne s'attendait à ce que l'Alpha Denzel, dont le nom faisait dresser les poils sur leur peau en raison de sa cruauté, se rende à la conférence. Valérie trouva de l'espoir lorsqu'elle réalisa qu'Alpha Denzel était son compagnon de seconde chance, mais elle fut douloureusement rejetée une fois de plus. Le double rejet la conduisit à perdre son loup, et elle fut condamnée à mourir par tous les Alphas présents. Elle pensait que son sort était scellé lorsque l'Alpha Denzel partit et qu'un guerrier était prêt à l'exécuter. Tout le monde fut choqué lorsque soudain, l'Alpha Denzel se retourna. « Arrêtez ! La fille traîtresse d'un Alpha défunt ne doit pas être tuée. Plus de souffrances l'attendent », déclara-t-il. Le cœur de Valérie chuta lorsqu'elle vit son regard sombre, qui était comme un gouffre sans fond, alors qu'elle s'évanouissait d'épuisement. Quelques mois plus tard, une guerre éclata entre les Alphas alors qu'ils commençaient à revendiquer la Luna rejetée deux fois. Avec son loup mort, la déesse lunaire aura-t-elle la grâce de lui en donner un autre ? Et quel Alpha sera capable de faire fondre son cœur désormais glacé ?

Ichika Scape et son frère Nerio mènent une vie ordinaire de lycéens jusqu’au jour où leur école entière, rassemblant 900 élèves, est soudainement transportée dans un univers virtuel. Coincés dans un monde de donjons et de monstres, ils découvrent que leur survie dépend de leur capacité à progresser à travers 500 vagues, chacune plus redoutable que la précédente. Dotés de statistiques et de classes assignées, les élèves doivent se regrouper, combattre des créatures terrifiantes, et affronter des défis qui mettent à l’épreuve leur force, leur esprit et leurs liens. Mais ce n’est pas tout : chaque mois, une personne disparaîtra de manière mystérieuse, et la mort dans ce jeu est définitive, les empêchant de revenir dans leur monde. Dans ce monde impitoyable, chaque décision pourrait être la dernière.

Stefan, a vibrant young man, is thrust into a world beyond imagination after a sudden and mysterious demise. Awakening in a realm of souls, he discovers his fate is intertwined with a cloaked figure wielding a sinister wand and chanting in an unknown tongue. As Stefan delves deeper into this enigmatic realm, he uncovers a dark conspiracy that threatens both the living and the dead. Haunted by the specter of betrayal and fueled by a thirst for truth, Stefan embarks on a perilous journey to unravel the mysteries of his past and unlock the latent powers hidden within his soul. Along the way, he encounters allies and adversaries alike, each with their own hidden agendas and secrets to uncover. With time running out and the forces of darkness closing in, Stefan must harness his newfound abilities and confront the shadows that threaten to consume him. As the fate of two worlds hangs in the balance, Stefan must navigate a treacherous path of deception, danger, and discovery to reclaim his rightful place in the cosmic tapestry of existence. "A Reborn's Privilege" is a spellbinding tale of adventure, betrayal, and redemption, weaving together elements of mystery, magic, and intrigue into an unforgettable journey through the realms of life, death, and rebirth. Join Stefan as he embarks on a quest to uncover the truth and unlock the true power of a reborn soul. VOLUME 1 - COMPLETED >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Preview of Volume 2: A certain person: Why do you seem familiar? Stefan: That's because we knew each other before. A certain person: [pointing the sword towards Stefan], how dare you disrespect my authority! Stefan: Wait.. Listen to my explanation[dodging to the side] A certain someone: Thee doesn't want to listen to your lies[swinging the sword towards Stefan] Stefan: [Disappeared] Note: The credits to the profile picture belong to the rightful owner!!!

Swords and sorcery, gods and dragons, demons and abysses, humans and races. A door appears in this fantastical and treacherous world, bringing in a person who does not belong here. When the consciousness of two civilizations collides, what will burst out of each other? The druids stand in front of a wheat field several meters high, and the fish-people chase the fish in the fishing grounds; A magic train with an inscription glittered across the plain, and the sound of multiplying the chanting of the multiphana rang rang out from the academy; Oglim and the child sat on the tentacles of the Children of Darkness, swinging and counting the numbers; Dwarves and elves clink glasses, and devils and priests shoulder to shoulder; The gods chased and frolicked in the streets, and the indescribable things at the wine table talked merrily; Men and women in magical images

Sylvi Hartmann wakes up from cryosleep to find herself alone in a dilapidated spaceship on a planet light-years away from Earth. The ship's control room revealed that a few years had passed since the SS Pacific's journey to save the human race from the threat of extinction. As Sylvi explores the desolate ship, she discovers her parents' cryo-chamber missing, leaving her truly alone in an alien environment. Sylvi must confront the unknown dangers lurking there to search for her missing parents and the rest of the crew. Amidst the uncertainty, Sylvi hears approaching chants and a forceful crash. The ship's door is opened by a group of humanoid figures with unusual features—tall, muscular, and eerily perfect. Could these beings be a friend or a foe? Would Sylvi save the human race? or would she ultimately be the last girl on Earth?

Yearning for the unknown, a young man named Noah embarks a journey in finding the meaning behind "Mindset". What is this mindset enemies and allies alike chant like a fabled legend that wants to be reawakened to the vast expanse of the world.

When the survival of his village is threatened by a ferocious, unrelenting beast, who among them has the courage to face it? “Damian should go!” The elders chanted. Damian, the sixth son of King Gario of Akrifous, is unexpectedly chosen to confront the creature. The stakes are high: if he succeeds, he will be crowned the next King of Akrifous. There's just one problem—Damian is barely an adult, inexperienced, and, to make matters worse, he can’t fight for shit!

Tao Xian, in his previous life, had been tricked by an intermediary into being “sold” as a laborer to the most powerful place on Blue Star, Duck Sea Duck State. Unfortunately, he ran into a train accident with a hazardous chemical leak. While treasure hunting and thinking, “The air sure smells sweet today,” a suffocating feeling hit him, and everything went black. When he woke up to the obnoxious sound of chanting, he realized he’d transmigrated into another world. From the irritating chanting, he pieced together that he seemed to have taken over the body of someone pretty important. To top it off, a beautiful “fallen” princess was keeping him company, and invitations from gods started pouring in. Heck, even a foreign “goddess” was asking him to create life together… “Wait a second, is that rustling sound really my heartbeat? This body’s an ancient relic—it can’t handle that kind of ‘excitement’!” After a silent scream in his mind, the “Fake Legend” Wen Xian embarked on his otherworldly journey…

Manipulation... How would someone feel if their life was completely manipulated to the end? How would it be when everything from the moment of your birth to the end of your life is completely under the control of another? How much worse would it be that not just one, but all the lifetimes you have lived, be manipulated? Xiao lived two lives. In the first, he lived as the villain and died as one—a beautiful villain that made no impact on the real story whatsoever. Then he lives again in a different world, just to come back to his first. Doesn't that mean he can rewrite his mistakes? Doesn't that mean he could be great this time? But what if this was the goal from the very beginning? What happens when Xiao finds this goal and escapes his fate? What if the puppet escapes the puppeteer's hands, reshaping destiny, fate, and karma? What if this former plaything becomes the ultimate threat to causality itself? Witness as Xiao compels both the living and the departed to chant his name... Until the very cosmos quakes in awe of his might and fear of his name......

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT} Cold air brushed my face. Where am I? I couldn't tell, as everything was dark. Am I dead? Is this death? Everything submerged in darkness, where I couldn’t see anything or know where I was—not to mention having no idea if I still had a body. “She’s still alive…” I heard an indistinct voice, sounding so detached, bringing forth a terrible headache. Wait a minute. I’m still alive? Then I heard heavy footsteps moving closer to where I was, step after step. As cold as I lay, as broken as I was, I felt my skin crawling with fear, even with my eyes still tightly shut; the aura was overwhelming. The footsteps eventually stopped right before me. My brain and my body were sending me danger signals. This feeling was different from anything I’d ever felt. After a while of silence, I slowly parted my eyes to catch a glimpse of the figure standing before me, but I could see nothing except a blurry pair of emerald green eyes. And just like that, the footsteps retreated. Were they leaving? I asked inwardly as my eyes fluttered closed again, submitting myself to the darkness. But before I could go any further, I heard the deepest, coldest voice I’d ever encountered in my life. “Take her. She’s coming with me.” --- **Excerpt** “Why are you here?” He didn't respond this time. Instead, a familiar—oh, so familiar—chill crawled up my skin, settling on my heart, numbing it altogether. He'd been behind me all along. I remembered this feeling, and I remembered more when I felt him stop by my side. His large palm touched my jaw, bringing my face to look at him—at his emerald green eyes. “It’s you, isn’t it? You saved me from the cliff. I should be dead, forgotten. Why did you bring me back to this heart-wrenching place?” His fingers slipped through my silvery locks, and his gentle, hot breath fanned against my neck, leaving a tingling trail. “Because it’s not time for your death, Kaila, my sweet lady.” His lips paused by the tip of my ear. “And… I recognized fire when I saw one. Although I’m not often drawn to every fire, yours roared differently.” “You know nothing,” I whispered. He chuckled softly. “Yes. I didn't, but your eyes betray a deep, much deeper hunger, Kaila… Is it revenge? Or something more?” “What if I want to burn them all?” “Then allow me to be your fire.” --- Kaila Wynter endured being a slave for her mate, James Wellesley, for years in the pack, thinking he loved her. But when he returned, he not only paid her no mind and rejected her, he took everything, including her legs, and turned a blind eye while the whole pack chanted to kill her for something she knew nothing about. However, everything changed the night he came—the rumored king of hell. Rumors whispered that his touch brought destruction. But what if he didn’t destroy her, but claimed her, even as broken and damaged as she was? They thought they had tossed her to her death; little did they know it would be their fall and her rise.

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.* *Title is pending for the cover.*

Valerie, the daughter of the murdered Alpha of the Yellow Stone Pack, could never lead the pack because she had a Luna wolf. Her mate, Tristan, was made the Alpha in her stead. After assuming the title of Alpha, Valerie was set up and brutally rejected, not only by Tristan but also her whole pack, and her kid sister, Scarlet, with whom Tristan had secret affairs. “I reject Luna Valerie as my mate. She was caught in bed with a stranger, meaning that she would sell the pack out. The punishment for treachery is death,” Alpha Tristan announced heartlessly. The chants from the pack members and visiting Alphas who had come for the Alphas' conference attracted them to the judgment. No one thought that Alpha Denzel, whose name caused the hairs on their skin to stand straight due to his ruthlessness, would make it to the conference. Valerie found hope when she realized that Alpha Denzel was her second chance mate, but painstakingly, she was rejected once again. The double rejection caused her to lose her wolf, and she was condemned to die by all the Alphas present. She thought her fate was sealed when Alpha Denzel left and a warrior was ready to execute her. Everyone was shocked when Alpha Denzel suddenly turned around. “Stop! The treacherous daughter of a late Alpha should not be killed. More suffering awaits her,” he declared. Valerie’s heart dropped when she saw his dark look, which was like a bottomless pit, as she blacked out from exhaustion. A few months down the line, there was a war among the Alphas as they began to lay claim to the two-times-rejected Luna. With her wolf dead, will the moon goddess be gracious to give her another wolf? And which Alpha would be able to melt her now cold heart?

"Never fall alone." Taking those words to heart, was a young soldier. The battle stormed on as reinforcements from both sides arrived. Left and right, allies and enemies alike, fell. Before long, each side was exhausted; the atmosphere was moist in blood, and the air stenched of corpses. The young soldier shouted out in determination as he realized his allies were losing. The young soldier and fellow soldiers watched as his enemies shouted gleefully; reinforcements had come. The battle would not end to their liking. "For the kingdom!" A friendly soldier shouted. "For our friends!" Another voice screamed. "For our families!" One echoed. "For our lives!" One ended. Then, the chanting soldiers were plowed through, limbs dismembered, heads decapitated, and lives destroyed. But still, the young soldier stood strong; his sword was tall, and his spirit was wild.

In this cyberpunk metropolis world, Black Cores, also known as Dark Light, Those who are unfortunate enough to be touched by these cores undergo a horrifying transformation. Augmented individuals—those with cybernetic enhancements—become berserkers, losing their sanity and gaining dark, demonic abilities. They roam the city as avatars of destruction, spreading fear and chaos. White Cores* or *False Light* Those who come into contact with these radiant cores transform into *Radiant Beings*. They chant hymns and mantras about light and purity, but their true purpose is far more sinister. These beings are drawn to Jaede, our protagonist, and will stop at nothing to consume him, killing anyone in their path. Their chants are hypnotic, often luring unsuspecting victims into their deadly embrace. The *Red Cores* or *Beast Light* that fall from its canopy bestow a primal fury upon those who merge with them. Augmented individuals become *Beast-like Beings*, merging with the essence of ancient, monstrous creatures. These beings possess incredible strength and ferocity, turning parts of the cities into hunting grounds where only the fittest survive. Yeah you know the deal. Our augmented overpowered human protagonist Jaede, who successfully harnessed the power of the Black Core and Red core fully, gets shunned by everyone and the CyberHunter association for having the Devil’s Core in his body. But he keeps trying to be a CyberHunter, even doing their missions to get accepted by them. The CyberHunter association takes down those who are merged with the Black, White, or Red Cores, as they are already dead inside. As Jaede continues his journey of trying to impress them, the more he gets involved in, the more blood is shed, the more dark secrets unveiled, the more enemies and supposed allies appear, and even a love interest, the more he realizes he maybeeee needs to start taking things seriously. So what if he’s overpowered?

Cheng Jiayi, 28, single and unfortunate still a virgin, remember last before falling asleep he happily cuddling his squishy garfield cat. Miraculously overnight, he transmigrate into a body of 16 years old orphan teenager with the same name and appearance as him. Other transmigrate into grandeur setting with golden finger and not to mention different sort of other perks. They even have a system! But he waking up on hospital bed with head injury. Not to mention that relatives of him that definitely has shady intentions. Oh well, at least he meet a 'study tyrant' that look alike to that one actor he loves watching despite his stiff acting. It is not that Cheng Jiayi can revert to his old self despite how he want to. Well anyway he still can cuddle the bossy cat in his hostel room and enjoy the life of teenager, minus going to school all over again, not that education is not important, mind you. The 'study tyrant' with appearance like his favourite stiff actor could not stop emphasize this to him. But why this 'study tyrant' seems chanting mantra and churning out charms and amulet like he practicing to be a devil vanquisher monk in mainland drama. Yang Guang surely can be good looking monk. But still what with this amulet that he given to him as protections while tutoring him math problems. Seriously, Yang Guang might watch too much fantasy c-drama. Unexpected of 'study tyrant' of his calibre. Yet little that Cheng Jiayi know, transmigrating to this teenager body is only the beginning of a saga of an epic proportion(its only walk at school corridor at night nothing epic about it - Yang Guang) that filled with suspense (awkward), tensions (bumbling) and excitement ( Cheng Jiayi you are not excited, you basically screaming and crying hideously, I have video proof of that). Shut up fake monk !! Cheng Jiayi was so not screaming and crying hideously. At the very least he definitely look good even when screaming and crying. Well he seen a man with his eyes pop out and tongue longer than any curtain lounging on his bed while singing the current top kpop songs. Look even ghost is keeping up with current trend.

During the war period in the Republic of Corosonia, an era dominated by knights as the main combat force, a common young man named Jefferson was injected with a potentially lethal muscle growth stimulant due to bullying from his classmates. On the brink of death, an ancient bloodline awakens within him... Returning to Brookfield City, Jefferson receives news that the war zone is expanding and he must retreat to the rear along with his schoolmates. Before leaving, Miss Monica and Miss Linda impart sex techniques that will help Jefferson gain new insights on his path as a knight. On the way to Wakanda City, the journey is fraught with dangers. With his newly awakened knightly bloodline, Jefferson accidentally discovers the enemy camp's schemes. Surrounded by enemy knights, how will Jefferson break through their encirclement to timely inform the friendly forces in Brookfield City, and safely lead his classmates from The Golden Phoenix Society out of danger?

Manuel is the best painter in his town, possibly the world. His paintings were so magical it left him scared. But his father did not want him to paint. The thought of Manuel painting caused shivers to run down his fathers spine. He would scream the same phrase at him over and over again while hitting him. "We told you not to paint." It became a chant.

Fans chanting your name, makeup artists and stylists swarming you and creating a beauty out of this world, your music playing on tv, and most of all, becoming someone's paradise...that's what Ishihara Minami had wanted since she was 12 years old. An avenue to someone's healing process, a comfort to those who needed it, all the while looking like a princess and being loved by many. It sounded like heaven. It seemed like thousands of girls just like her managed to live out this dream that seemed so far it almost felt like it was made-up. They made it look easy....but who knew it would be so hard. With so many people out to get you and willing to use you as a stepping stone, it seemed impossible to stay genuine in such a place. The road to her dream of becoming an idol that was filled with a roller coaster of emotions and constant lies, even she wonders if this dream will ever come into her grasp. "How far are you willing to go?" "I'll do anything." "Just like they did to you?" "No....I'll do it better than all of them combined."

Johnathan, an old man with an extraordinary past but an ordinary end, gets reincarnated in a dark fantasy world full of magic, darkness, and mysteries furled. However, he committed a grave blunder by taking the fiction he had read as a reference. Reborn as a baby, he hoped to be deemed gifted by speaking early. One thing led to another, and tragedy struck. The villagers declared him a demon-possessed and called the church. Johnathan, now known as Sylvester Maximilian, realized that he had messed up. When the church's inquisitors came to judge him and burn him on a pyre. As a last resort and to welcome his soon to arrive second death, he started chanting holy hymns as his last breath. Overwhelmed, they kneeled, thinking he was a messenger of Solis. From there, the story of how Sylvester Maximilian rose through the ranks to sit at the top began. But his life won't be ordinary, as he uses his cunning and the tag of 'God's favored' to his advantage. Fighting treachery, unearthing secret plots and world mysteries, facing the darkness around him and creating his place in history, engraving his name in the annals to be forever remembered as the—Immortal Pope, The Young. [A/N: To not mislead you, the novel's name does not mean he instantly becomes the Pope from the start. The story will follow the life of MC. Though he will become the Pope at a pretty young age. 40% of the novel will be based around MC fighting to sit on the supreme throne. If you enjoy world building and lore building, then you will like this story.] ____________ ***Main Tags: FANTASY, ADVENTURE, MAGIC, DARK, STRONG MC(Weak at the start because he's a baby. Not an instant OP though.), WHOLESOME, COMEDY, KINGDOM BUILDING. MENTALLY OLD MC, Politics, Backstabbing, World Building.*** [WARNING: MC will not go around saving everyone. Absolutely not if it puts him in danger. But if he can save someone using his status or position in the church, he will. He will kill innocent people if he has to. MC is not crazy, cynical, or unsociable. The world at some times may seem very DARK.] _____________ [DISCLAIMER] The religion will be fake. I won't make it similar to those existing in our world not to trigger anyone. However, the Church terminologies and designations may feel identical as they are simple vocabulary words. Again, everything you read in this novel is fictional and has no relation to our world. I hope you enjoy my work. Stay safe and eat healthy bananas. ______________ Join the Monke Family - https://discord.gg/DgHkrAn

Dread clung to the rain-soaked air as Bright, a forsaken soul, found solace beneath the rainy downpour. The skies wept in a sinister dance, casting shadows that whispered of ancient mysteries. Bright, shunned by love, sought refuge in the haunting cadence of raindrops, where despair intertwined with the unearthly. The desolate echoes of a rejection echoed in the spectral rainfall, a chorus of forgotten sorrows. In the distance, a spectral choir of children clad in ethereal yellow raincoats sang an incantation, invoking eldritch forces. "Rain, rain, go away, summon darkness another day," their voices carried a haunting resonance, echoing the arcane secrets hidden within the tempest. The world around Bright warped, revealing elden truths. A mysterious figure, cloaked in shadows, murmured, "When the rainfall comes, the veil between realms thins." The boy's disheveled hair and cerulean eyes now reflected not only longing but an unsettling connection to the eldritch energies pulsating through the storm. "The rain..." whispered the ancient voice, now tinged with malevolence. "It's not just sad; it's the lamentation of forsaken souls, the gateway to elden realms where despair and enchantment converge." As Bright delved deeper into the eldritch mysteries, the rain transformed from a mere backdrop to a malevolent force, a conduit to a reality that defied understanding. The refrain shifted to a chilling chant, "Eldritch rain, weave your spell, unveil the secrets we dare not tell." In this unsettling tale, Bright's journey unfolded amidst eldritch horrors, his heart entwined with the arcane, and the rain a harbinger of both dread and revelation. "In shadows kissed by the night's dread, Eldritch whispers, where nightmares bred. Dance with fear, embrace the abyss, Aglorin darok, veshor'kath, kritholis The Dusklings speak of rainy days..." _______________________ ____________________ (TA): There is a reason why the name of the mc in the synopsis differes from the actual story, please don't be confused anyways.I think I'm gonna go far with this story..... Enjoy.

What is Martialis（Wǔ)? Martial arts has nothing to do with elegance, nothing to do with secret treasures, and not about the world-leading fighters. Martial arts is a technique, a technique that allows the weak to wield a knife against the strong. What is Xiá? Xiá's justice is not romantic, there is nothing about traditional culture and nothing about gentleness or leniency. Xiá's justice is violence, a bayonet made for a tyrant by those who are forced into danger. This is the story of WǔXiá. In the 2030s, several like-minded young people came together and worked to change the world. Two hundred years later, in a landfill, Xiàngshān, the founder of cyber martial arts who had recreated the world and the world's system, lost all his memory and woke up while chanting the name of his enemy. "Maybe it's because I lost back then that the world became like this..." "This time, I will never lose!" This is the story of one person changing the world again!

~Updates Saturdays and Sundays 'My Beloved' He called her, Kaylani was not having any of it , But just how easy was it to escape the clutches of a 3000 year old creature of the night with the hots for you? _______________ "Do you really think all of this can keep me out?" Kelevi asked, taking in the garlic curtains and red beans sprayed everywhere with deep amusement. "If that doesn't work, this will." Kaylani replied with determination, brandishing the wooden dagger fiercely in the air. "Ah...You would stake me?" Kelevi gasped with mock horror, watching as Kaylani's eyes narrowed in that familiar manner they always did when she was seething in anger. "If you do not leave, I will." Kaylani promised solemnly, Kelevi chuckled darkly as he took another step closer to Kaylani, watching as she equally retreated another step back. Kelevi took note of the wall behind Kaylani, lips stretching into a smirk revealing his glinting sharp fangs as he realized she would soon run out of steps to take away from him. "I came with a proposal... dump that boyfriend of yours and come to me." Kelevi stated as though it was the most natural request to ask your neighbor to leave her four year boyfriend for a vampire. "Why would I even do that?" Kaylani seethed, "Because you rightfully belong to me Lani and no one else... because he can never satisfy your darkest desires like I can." Kelevi said in a deep, guttural tone, eyes dark with desire. "What do you know about my desires?" Kaylani challenged, tone still as cold and fierce as it always was. "I will have you writhing in pleasure beneath me, your pleasure trove dripping wet, chanting my name as though it was your last prayer as I take you over and over again till you forget where I end and where you begin." Kelevi swore, his words sending a jolt of desire right down to Kaylani's core. *Cover art sourced from the internet, all credits to the original artist*

As death clutches Henry, he makes a desperate choice to chant, which he hates with a passion. The chanted spell opens a path beyond reality, and his soul is taken to the future to reincarnate. However, this future timeline doesn’t know his past glory. So with everything he had done turned to dust, what will Henry do to regain everything he had lost? How would he find out the events after his death? Follow Henry as he traverses a familiar yet unfamiliar world. He seeks something gone and forgotten. Will he find it? Or will death be his final destiny? Read on to discover what it means to be overpowered and super intelligent. ====== Author's Note: Comments and reviews are welcome. Please be respectful, or I won't respond. READ THIS: MC has an uncaring personality. The only thing in his mind is magic. Chapter Length: ~1600 - 1000 words Release Rate: 2/day or 14/week. If I'm busy, only 1 a day (rarely happens) Update Schedule: 10 AM & 10 PM UTC+8 / HK / SG / MNL / KL 07 AM & 07 PM PDT / PST 02 AM & 02 PM UTC / UK Acronym: RSFM Character in Cover: Felicia Cover made with AnythingV5

Manipulation... How would someone feel if their life was completely manipulated to the end? How would it be when everything from the moment of your birth to the end of your life is completely under the control of another? How much worse would it be that not just one, but all the lifetimes you have lived, be manipulated? Xiao lived two lives. In the first, he lived as the villain and died as one—a beautiful villain that made no impact on the real story whatsoever. Then he lives again in a different world, just to come back to his first. Doesn't that mean he can rewrite his mistakes? Doesn't that mean he could be great this time? But what if this was the goal from the very beginning? What happens when Xiao finds this goal and escapes his fate? What if the puppet escapes the puppeteer's hands, reshaping destiny, fate, and karma? What if this former plaything becomes the ultimate threat to causality itself? Witness as Xiao compels both the living and the departed to chant his name... Until the very cosmos quakes in awe of his might and fear of his name......

"I want to do things to you. Things only a man can do to a woman." he breathed on her neck. "I want to touch you in places that will make your toes curl. I want to have your body pinned under me in my bed. I want to pleasure you until the only thing you can think of is my name. I want to rake my hands all over your naked body and have you beg me for more. I want to hear you chant my name like a spell Allison. That is what I want to do to you." He finally pulled away and looked at her face. He smiled at her flushed and dumbstruck expression. Her lips parted like she is going to say something but no word left her lips. She opened her mouth again and closed it. "Breath." he said to her "Wh...you ... how...I". She closed her mouth again not knowing what to say. ********* A man who is used to getting whatever he wants, he lacks nothing; women, power, money, fame. Promiscuous and unfeeling, he will do anything to get what he wants Allison's only sister has been recently diagnosed of leukemia and a lot of money is needed for her treatment or she might die. Out of desperation, Allison finds herself in the office of the cold CEO seeking for a high paying job as one of his employees but the CEO has another job for her. Will he take pity on her? Will he make her do something against her will? Will she go any length to save her sister?