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Creed: World’s Strongest

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.
Basil_Chaway · 718 Views

Hunter of the Evernight

Alex, a special operative on Earth who died during a mission, finds himself transmigrated with the identity of an investigative journalist as an agent of a mysterious entity with a simple mission. With the promise that he would be reunited with his family once he was done, Alex accepts the offer and becomes an agent of darkness in a new world teeming with steam-powered machinery and something more... The supernatural. In this new world, he will have to navigate his way through crazy witches, bloodthirsty monsters, religious fanatics, and fallen angels while slowly making his way toward his end goal... Returning to the family he left behind. A journalist by day and a hunter by night, this is the story of the Hunter of Evernight. *** Release rate- 1chap/day ( can increase to 2 if I'm free enough. However, daily updates are assured ) Chapter length: 1k-2k *** Additional tags: #Steampunk, #Lovecraftian elements, #Lowkey MC, #Neutral MC, #Smart MC, #Vampires, #Werewolf, #Cunning MC, #Dragons, #Secret organization, #Cults, #Angels, #Demons, #Evil gods, #Adventure, #Supernatural, #strongactingweak, #misunderstanding, #Horror, #Psychological, #rarebloodline, #Witches, #magitech, #darkfantasy, #monsters, #spirits, #curses, #firearms, #kingdoms, #action, #industrialization, #mysterysolving, #religions, #evil religions, #zombies, #ghosts, #Lost Civilizations, #European ambiance, #Artifacts, #Determined Protagonist, #Misunderstandings, #Monsters, #Hiding True Identity, #Nobles, #Souls, #Special Abilities, #Manipulative Characters, #Sentient Objects, #Hidden Abilities, #Transformation Ability, #Godly Powers, #Gore, #Detectives, #Familial Love, #Schemes And Conspiracies. Cover: Created using Midjourney AI *** Might seem slow in the beginning chapters but please read at least 50 chapters before deciding if this is for you. Alternative titles; Hunter of Evernight, Evernight Hunter, Night Hunter.
_DreamWeaver · 1.1M Views

On the brink of death:A werewolf and human love story

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"
Hira_pen1 · 887 Views

Rays of Us

In the dystopian city of Rylos, where the government dictates love through a behavioral score-based lottery, Nico Knight is a man who’s always gotten what he wants. A nightclub tycoon with a reputation, he’s never had to answer to anyone until the lottery pairs him with Odalis, a quiet librarian with an air of calm that feels almost too controlled. To Nico, Odalis is a puzzle of a woman too ordinary, too unremarkable to pique his interest. But there’s something about her stillness that begins to intrigue him. Beneath the surface, he senses a storm she’s carefully hiding. Nico finds himself questioning whether he really knows what he wants or if his true challenge lies in the mystery of Odalis herself. (Sneak peak scene) Nico slouched on the couch, drunk, eyes fixed on Odalis as she read, the quiet hum of the room wrapping around them like a soft cocoon. Nico: You know, I never imagined a woman like you would be in my life. Quiet, composed... not my taste. Odalis (without looking up): And what did you imagine? Nico: Someone like me. Loud. Reckless. Odalis: Sorry for the disappointment. He blinked, his eyelids heavy, the pull of sleep growing stronger. Nico: “You’re like... an angel, in the wrong place.” His head dropped back, surrendering to sleep. Odalis glanced at him, a faint smile playing at her lips. Odalis (whispering): “You’re wrong, Nico Knight. Maybe the wrong place is exactly where I need to be.” She tucked him in, the soft rustle of fabric the only sound, and returned to her book. The silence between them now felt strangely comfortable.
BloomnGleam · 1K Views

My System's name is Symbiot

The native planet where a multitude of people suffering from the consequences of overpopulation and forceful servitude on Earth migrated to Crystallia via gravitational slipstream between planets. It was believed that such a feat was impossible and that a normal human being would not be able to survive such an ordeal, but then one of the most unpredictable physical phenomena in the universe besides the power of God was gravity. The galaxy collision occurred during the era of the slave trade when the supersized galaxy known as Redromida collided with the Milky Way. Naturally, none of the elements touched as the scientists had suggested, but there were phenomenons that they failed to predict. One such occurrence was the impact of the planet Crystallia disturbing the orbit of the Earth. The result of such a proximity between Crystallia, which happened to be as large as the planet Jupiter and Earth was astronomical. The resulting earthquakes and disasters shattered the very concept of living for man, and then the gravitational pathways between the planets, which lasted for more than 2 and a half years, were established. The migration began after several who had made the journey by accident had returned with glad tidings of fertile land, greener pastures, and a safe heaven from the power of the Aro and other European slave traders. The migration lasted until the gravitational slipstream ended; by then, the slave traders had discovered the path, but by the time they made plans to pursue the merchandise, the gravitational link between Earth and Crystallia had come to an end. The majority of people who made the journey were from parts of West Africa, the central parts of Asia, the Red Indians of North America and a few from the northern parts of South America. They had barely settled into their new home when the planets natural immune system was triggered, the Ẹbọras emerged intending to end the branch of humanity that had the gall to make this planet their home. The struggle for survival began; man was able to harness the crystal mined from the planet to forge an energy source, they were able to till the land to produce food, and they built large walls to shelter themselves from the Ẹbọra. As man thrived, man also adapted to this new planet; exposure to this new crystal energy and air, which was not oxygen but breathable, caused a change in man’s biological constitution. The next generation had Evolved into something else. Thus, the story begins. Adewale was killed on the streets of modern-day Lagos in the country called Nigeria; for some reason, God decided that Adewale didn’t deserve death and reincarnated him in this new world called Crystallia. He is forced to grow up quickly because of the sad state of the society he was born into, a society where the rich prey upon the poor using them as stepping stones in achieving their selfish ambitions. As a child, Adewale was forcefully recruited into the military force of the Lagos Shelter, where he was forced to use his useless ability to pave a path towards success. Through the hardship of this world, he managed to gather trusted allies and embarked on a quest of his own to take control of the Lagos shelter and end corruption. What he didn’t count on was the fact that the heart of the greedy thinks only of staying the hunger of their greed and that greed will lead to war, savagery and destruction. Thus the exciting story of Adewale begins, with his closest companion that named itself Symbiot.
MrSubfura · 6.3K Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 104.6K Views

THE HALF-BLOOD CROWN

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.
KENNYWROTEIT · 2.2K Views

Whispering Across Seasons

Whispering Across Seasons is a poignant love story set against the backdrop of Solara, a city that hums with life and change. The narrative follows Reina, a quiet dreamer who works at a bookstore and has resigned herself to a life of solitude, finding comfort in fictional worlds. However, her life is unexpectedly altered when she meets Aiden, a mysterious and charismatic man with haunting eyes and a painful past. Their initial encounter seems like a fleeting moment, but soon Aiden becomes a regular at the bookstore, drawing Reina into his world. As their bond deepens, they both begin to confront their vulnerabilities. Aiden reveals the tragic loss of his fiancée, Elise, and the guilt he carries from her death. Though they share joyful moments, Aiden's grief often clouds their relationship, leading to moments of distance and tension. Despite their challenges, Reina and Aiden continue to grow closer, learning to navigate the complexities of love, grief, and healing. They face obstacles like emotional turmoil, misunderstandings, and fears of losing each other, but they also find strength in their connection. Through seasons of laughter, tears, and self-discovery, they come to realize that love, like the changing seasons, requires growth and the courage to embrace both joy and pain. The story culminates in a heartfelt proposal under the same oak tree where they once shared their dreams, symbolizing a new chapter in their relationship. Aiden asks Reina to spend the rest of their seasons together, and she accepts, marking the beginning of a life built on hope, healing, and the quiet whispers of destiny.
Immortal9God · 556 Views

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Sharon_Tim · 195 Views

THE WEAVER OF WORLDS

The universe is not silent. Beneath the infinite expanse of stars and nebulas, there lies a rhythm, a symphony of creation that hums through the fabric of existence. From my vantage point in the observatory—a citadel of obsidian suspended high above the celestial tapestry of the Felox Universe—I feel it, vibrating beneath my feet. Before me, a holographic panorama unfolds, revealing countless galaxies, each a cradle of life or a monument to ruin. It is breathtaking, immense, and fragile. I am Arinath Alfahiem, the new Origin Being, and the weight of an entire universe rests upon my shoulders. For the past century, chaos has reigned. The Felox Universe, once a harmonious mosaic of worlds, has unraveled into a tumultuous sea of ambition and power. My own ascension—shaped by the transfer of the Origin Being's legacy—left a void that the cosmos was unprepared to fill. Without balance, worlds descended into turmoil. Beings of entropy, the Devourers from the Abyss, found cracks in the universe's defenses, while mortal rulers, drunk on newfound supernatural powers, unleashed devastation in their quests for dominance. The twelve Universal Administrators—stalwart beings of immense wisdom and strength—have fought valiantly to stem the tide. But even their combined efforts falter before the magnitude of the growing disorder. The task of restoring equilibrium cannot be achieved through strength alone. It requires something greater: guidance, understanding, and restraint. My role as Origin Being is not to rule with an iron fist or to mold the universe in my image. It is to nurture, to guide, to maintain the fragile balance that sustains existence. Yet this is no simple task. Direct intervention, though tempting, risks tipping the scales further into chaos. Instead, I walk among mortals, veiling my power, learning their struggles, their dreams, and their fears. It is among them that I find the seeds of hope—the champions and apostles who will carry the universe's burden alongside me. My purpose is clear: to preserve the Felox Universe, to shield it from unraveling, and to ensure its equilibrium. But I must tread carefully, for too much interference would shatter the very balance I seek to maintain. In a cosmos teetering on the edge of ruin, my greatest challenge lies not in wielding my immense power but in knowing when to stay my hand. This is the story of balance. The story of a universe in chaos and a being who seeks to heal it—not by force, but by wisdom, choice, and the careful orchestration of destiny. This is my first novel, Happy Reading.
Agape15 · 332 Views

Barbaric realms

"I will be ok papa," Shai said "I just want to make sure you're safe," Leif said "I will be fine I love you," Shai said "Love you too," Leif said Sadly It didn't turn out so, Shai Aqua went to work followed by a mysterious figure watching her before disappearing, she came back home to find it destroyed with a shining blue portal in the middle of her room. She was pulled into the portal away from her realm into another one, "What are you looking at Judy?" Eurus asked walking up to her, Judy pointed at a hole in the ground, when they looked into the hole it showed a woman with brown hair, Judy's instincts kicked and she slid down the hole to see if the woman was alive, "Judy!" Eurus yelled before following her, Judy puts her head on the woman's chest to hear her heartbeat, "She's alive," Judy said under her breath, Eurus stands next to her, pulls Judy off the woman, Shai was found by Judy and Eurus and brought to their home to be sheltered. Shai woke up after hearing from the figure in a different realm with an AI that had his own goal. "What is your motive?" Herman hums at this a little lullaby, showing her sites of mass destruction, Claire blocks most of it but she sees glimpses of mass death and ruin, she sees wars and rumors of wars, and she sees him above Judy and Eurus's dead body with Shai gets her throat crushed and thrown to the ground in front of her, Claire fell to her knees cradling Judy in her arms. She felt an odd pain in her head and opened her eyes still seeing him there, "Why do you want this? This is madness! we could live peacefully with them but you want death tell me why?" Claire asserted Herman just stared at her before chuckling at her, "Do you believe that I wanted to do this? I am programmed to be this way..... An AI that wants the death of humanity. that is made by insane scientists who wanted the death of all humanity, I'm what they couldn't even dream of, these humans don't deserve to live on this planet. That the elites of this world made it worse. So why not do what I am programmed to do?" Herman explained plainly, Shai didn't know but that was one of the reasons she was sent into that realm. To help this realm get rid of the AI and help twist it to their ways,
Chloethebarbarian · 53.6K Views

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Laura_Mahar · 153 Views

A Note in the Café

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee swirled through the small café. Mia, a talented but self-doubting columnist, finds solace in her favorite neighborhood café, where the comforting hum of coffee machines and quiet conversations inspire her best work. Across the room sits a reserved bookshop owner with a passion for literature and a knack for lingering in the background. Mia noticed him, how he had a quiet intensity about him that intrigued her. But she was too reserved to approach, so their interactions were limited to fleeting glances and unspoken words. One destined morning, a torn page from reserved bookshop owner's favorite novel flutters to Mia’s feet. Scrawled in the margins is a note that reads: “If we wait for the perfect moment, it may never come.” Assuming it’s an accidental drop, Mia returns the page, only to learn this man left it for her intentionally—a quiet declaration of interest from a man who has admired her from afar. What starts as a hesitant introduction blossoms into a connection neither of them expected. As Mia helped him rediscover his long-abandoned dream of becoming a writer, he teaches her to embrace spontaneity and trust her instincts. Together, they prove that love, like the best stories, often begins with a leap of faith and a touch of serendipity. Set against the warm and inviting backdrop of their favorite café, "A Note in the Café" is a heartwarming tale about finding courage, following your heart, and discovering that the perfect moment is the one you create together.
Rareer_Gem · 6.2K Views

Imperium Maghrebium, the tale of the creation of a Great Empire:French

#KINGDOMBUILDING #MILITARY #SLICEOFLIFE Un groupe d'amis en la noirceur de la nuit se font dévorer par un phénomène pour qui le mot d'étrange n'est point suffisant a le décrire . Années 1200 les Almohade/Al Muwahhidun une entité surpuissante règne en maître sur l'Afrique du nord et la péninsule Ibérique , rien et personne n'aurait pus prédire que cette même superpuissance vivait ses dernières heures de gloire et qu'une sombre ère qui allait durer la moitié d'un siècle pointait son nez sur le cœur de cet empire du Maghreb . Nos protagonistes se retrouvent en plein dans la tourmente de cette période trouble où Sultans/Califes de l'empire se succèdent a un rythme alarmant rappelant la période l'Empire Romain d'Occident , la criminalité connais une hausse , l'empire recule de face aux chrétiens Ibériques et les dynasties vassales à l'empire , pour la première fois depuis 2 siècles les routes commerciales transSaharienne , d'Al Andalus et du Maghreb son sujettes à des raids constants des bandits et criminels en tous genres , le commerce ralentit , l'instabilité se repend , les vivres et marchandises ne circulent plus , les famines accompagnées d'épidémies se déclarent dans tous l'empire , les officiers et bureaucrates de l'empire meurts de façon étrange et misterieuse , ceux qui leur succèdent ne font chaque années que renforcer leur image d'incompétence et de corruption , tous dans l'empire espèrent un messie qui les sauveras eux et cet dernier rempart de l'Occident islamique des loups affamés d'Europe . que fera nos protagonistes pour survivre et vivre en cette période trouble et confuse ? parviendront ils a survivre face aux imprévus de la vie en cet empire qui n'est qu'une simulations titanesques du concept de décadence. English version A group of friends in the dark of night are devoured by a phenomenon for which the word "strange" is not enough to describe it. In the year 1200, the Almohads/Al Muwahhidun, an overpowering entity, reigned supreme over North Africa and the Iberian Peninsula. Nothing and no-one could have predicted that this same superpower was living out its final hours of glory and that a dark era that would last half a century was about to dawn on the heart of this Maghreb empire. Our protagonists find themselves in the midst of the turmoil of this troubled period, when the empire's sultans and caliphs succeed one another at an alarming rate, reminiscent of the period of the Western Roman Empire, crime is on the rise, the empire is retreating in the face of the Iberian Christians and the dynasties vassal to the empire, for the first time in 2 centuries the trans-Saharan trade routes of Al Andalus and the Maghreb are subject to constant raids by bandits and criminals of all kinds, Trade was slowing down, instability was spreading, food and goods were no longer circulating, famines accompanied by epidemics were breaking out throughout the empire, the empire's officers and bureaucrats were dying in strange and misterious ways, and those who succeeded them every year only reinforced their image of incompetence and corruption, everyone in the empire was hoping for a messiah who would save them and this last bulwark of the Islamic West from the the hungry wolves of Europe. What will our protagonists do to survive and live in these troubled and confused times? Will they manage to survive in the face of the unforeseen events of life in this empire, which is nothing more than a titanic simulation of the concept of decadence?
KaiserRayane · 11.2K Views

Mystery Chaser: The Assassination

Summary of the novel "The Mist" Core storyline "The Mist" is a suspense thriller novel set in an ancient European city. The story revolves around Gabriel Wells, a former police detective turned private investigator, who investigates a series of mysterious murders. A seemingly independent serial murder case on the surface, in fact, involves a huge conspiracy that has lasted for twenty years. Background of the story The story takes place in an ancient European city in the 2010s, where history and modernity intertwine, the underground tunnel system is complex, and ancient buildings and modern cities blend together. This city is bright on the surface, but there are turbulent undercurrents hidden. The fate line of the main characters Gabriel Wells as the protagonist The transformation process from the army to the police detective to the private detective The mystery of the cause of death of parents Enmity with the police station The ambiguous relationship with Sarah Bennett Sarah Bennett, the heroine From a simple reporter to an investigator who reveals the truth The emotional entanglement with Gabriel Keep taking risks for the truth Victor Blackwood is the ultimate villain The image of a philanthropist on the surface Concealing the evil for twenty years The ultimate representative of power and desire The development of the case The first line: serial murder case All the victims are related to a secret military plan 20 years ago Each victim was killed in a specific way There are mysterious clock clues left on the scene The second line: military conspiracy Secret military experiments 20 years ago The truth of human experimentation High-level concealment and elimination plan The third line: corruption in the police department Collusion between high-level insiders and criminal organizations Evidence was destroyed and tampered with The Struggle and Choice of the Just Police Key turning point Part 1: The death of antique shop owner Peter opens the curtain Part 2: The fire in the military archives Chapter 3: The Discovery of the Underground Secret Chamber in the Church Part 4: The Revelation of the Final Truth Story theme The boundary between justice and evil The Good and Evil of Human Nature The Cost of Truth The choice between redemption and revenge Structural characteristics Four-part structure, layered progression multiline parallel narrative Time is intertwined, and the present and the past reflect each other Multiple sub-line stories support the development of the main line Suspense elements Murder in a secret room Serial murder Military conspiracy Ghost in the police station international crime The Mystery of the Castle Emotional Core The emotional development of Gabriel and Sarah The search for the truth of the death of parents The psychological struggle between justice and revenge The test of trust and betrayal Ending direction The story finally reaches its ultimate confrontation in the underground chamber of the ancient castle. Gabriel not only has to face the shock of the ultimate truth, but also has to choose between justice and personal revenge. The ending reveals the complete truth and leaves deep thoughts about human nature. Creative Features subtle psychological description A complex web of intertwined relationships Interlocking suspense design A profound exploration of human nature Compact plot rhythm Multi-dimensional narrative techniques Theme deepening Through the intricate cases, the novel explores deep themes such as the boundaries of justice, the complexity of human nature, and the cruelty of truth. At the same time, it also shows the valuable character of persisting in pursuing the truth in the face of numerous difficulties.
DaoistozAOHL · 4.6K Views

Shadows of Kesha

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...
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