Berserk And Band Of The Hawk

A man with a lifelong martial arts background, raised in Asia due to his family's profession, moves to the US for education and work. He discovers Historical Medieval Battles through a colleague and becomes deeply passionate about it. He trains hard and becomes skilled enough to represent his country. During a competition, his armor fails, and he's struck in the head with a two-handed axe, seemingly dying. But is this truly the end?"

A phrase about his merits startling the Emperor, it led the Invincible God General to become a prisoner at the feet of others. A phrase about his origins as a commoner turned a vow as steady as mountains and as deep as seas into something less than a beast. He was once the greatest general of all time in the Great Shang Dynasty, celebrated for quelling the disturbances of the Seven Countries. Yet, during the victory banquet, he was framed by the Emperor of Great Shang and his beloved Ninth Princess. They destroyed his Dantian, crippled his meridians, and exiled him to the frontiers. In his icy and hopeless heart, he received meticulous care from his newlywed wife and unexpectedly unlocked the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison, becoming the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts. He resumed his training in Martial Arts, and the wild beasts were unleashed!

A frail and often ill son of a wealthy merchant unexpectedly embarked on the path of cultivating immortality while seeking a way to prolong his life! During the Tang Dynasty's Golden Age, the world was at peace, the climate was favorable, and the people lived in tranquility. One thousand years later, demonic beings devoured the sky, demonic ghosts rampaged, and sorrow-filled cries resonated everywhere. The Journey to the West reappeared, the Great Sage fought against the heavens, the Heavenly Stem descended to the mortal world, reincarnating anew. Mysterious transmigrations and reincarnations, reality and illusions intermingling, truly extraordinary! Is it just a dream predicted in the prophecy? Or a reality that has yet to occur? Can he eradicate the predestined demonic barrier, eliminate the catastrophes of the Three Realms that have yet to occur, and save the people from utter destruction?

Follow the story of Davos in a chaotic world where a war could break out at any moment and where monsters and demons could be the least of your problems.

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

After a life of loneliness and poverty, Livik was brutally murdered by his own people, who believed he was cursed and would bring disaster to the kingdom. But death was not the end. Given a second chance at life, he was reborn in another world as Flynn Galdord, the third prince of the mighty kingdom of Blumund. However, he was not just any prince—the goddess of reincarnation had bestowed upon him the power of the God of Dreams, the weakest among the gods. Even in this new life, misfortune followed him. Despised by his own people, he was forced to flee the kingdom, accompanied by Athena, a she-werewolf struggling to control her beast form, and Miriamelody, a demi-human girl who served him as a loyal servant. Yet, Flynn's destiny was far greater than he imagined. He had to protect people's dreams from Nyldra, a notorious witch who killed in their sleep through nightmares and sleep paralysis demons. And beyond that, he would face an even greater threat—a rogue god who had evolved into a demon. Now, as he builds a kingdom of his own, he must fight to protect his newfound friends and fulfill the purpose he never knew he had. Get comfortable and dive into Flynn’s journey in this epic fantasy adventure!

Welcome to the Epic Journey of Shadows and Light, a gripping tale of individuals who discover extraordinary powers in the aftermath of a devastating catastrophe.

Ten thousand years ago, a war occurred on Earth that turned into a planetary-scale catastrophe. People living now are not the same as they used to be. The planet has been reborn with different rules and laws. Zuhair, a representative of the current world, finds an ancient artifact and becomes a target for all factions and clans, and even for a close friend. What trials await the protagonist, and will he be able to unravel the mystery of this artifact?

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

Ray is a hunter at the end of the world, devastated by Chronogravitus, a primordial dragon from the Aurora Rifts. Despite Ray’s best efforts, he meets his end. Instead of finding peace in death, Ray is trapped in a relentless time loop, forced to relive the same nine years over and over. Aeons pass as he explores every conceivable strategy to avert the world's downfall, but each attempt ends in heartbreaking failure. His once sharp resolve dulls under the weight of despair and futility. Just as Ray teeters on the edge of surrender he receives a mysterious relic that might be the key to altering fate. Ray faces his last chance in his final loop determined to break free from the endless repetition and save the world, confronting the ultimate question: is salvation truly within his grasp, or is he doomed to repeat his failures for all eternity?

In a world where cultivation is the key to power, a young human with a rare bloodline—the legacy of both dragons and werewolves—must navigate a brutal path to discover their true potential. Born in a secluded village in the mountains of Korea, Jin Ah has spent years training under the guidance of her sect, unaware of the immense power that lies dormant within her. But when a betrayal by someone she trusts pushes her to unlock the ancient bloodline within, she is forced to confront not only her growing powers but also the dangerous enemies that seek to control her. Torn between love and ambition, Jin Ah’s journey takes her deeper into the ancient arts of both the dragon and werewolf clans. But with every step she takes, the lines between ally and enemy blur, and she discovers that not all betrayals come from the shadows. As her powers grow, so does the danger surrounding her—both from the sects vying for control and from the secrets of her bloodline. With a slow-burn romance that transcends loyalties and a destiny tied to both beast and myth, Jin Ah must decide whether to embrace her fate or be consumed by it.

How different two sides of the coin can be. How balanced are they really, what defines them as the same coin. Do Maya and Leah fit the mold or are they exception?

In the Kingdom of Orlos, only those who have any kind of talent will receive fortune and glory. In a competitive society, only those considered strong would survive, but their strength will be determined by the star that shines on their birthday. The archdukedom of Felnatus has four heirs, all born into wonderful and auspicious stars, but one hidden heir is treated like a lowborn in the family.

The world after the bloody war between God and Darkness. God won the first war but the Darkness using the weak minded humans and the seven sins to take over humanity. Transforming the humans into demons just like the first war. This time around God has mysteriously disappeared and his holy virtues are killed and the only beings left to defend Gods creations and the univserse he has created are the elder seraphim’s. The story revolves around a boy named Gabriel who must take his rightful place as one of the 7 holy virtues of God and defeat the darkness that corrupts his universe once and for all.

a brother gets revenge and gets strong enough to take the place and defeat the monsters of evil and became chaos and heavenly power

Ein Krieg zwischen den Stämmen und Menschen ist im gange. Und mitten in diesen Kämpfen, wächst Kairo auf. Ein junger Feuerdrache, doch nichts ist richtig mit ihm. Wenn er feuerspucken möchte, speiht er Eis. Wenn er sich in Lava verstecken möchte, verbrennt er sich. Seine Schuppen nicht rot wie alle anderen, sondern Lila. „was ist mit mir los?“. Fragte er sich jeden tag. Ein besonder tag sollte alles für ihn veränderen. Der Kreig mit Drachronia und den anderen stämmen hat gerade erst begannen.

Magic reigning supreme, a ruthless struggle for power unfolds between two sisters, Sotchai and Nagjari. The fate of the kingdom hangs in the balance as they clash in a battle of magic. When Sotchai, the powerful sorceress and queen, discovers her sister's treacherous plan to overthrow her, she must use all her magical prowess to protect her newborn daughter, Sonaya. As Sotchai fights to save her child and her kingdom, she unleashes a curse that will haunt Nagjari for years to come. Years later, Nagjari, now the ruling queen, is haunted by nightmares of Sotchai's curse. Her husband, King Holtrin, tries to comfort her, but the memory of Sotchai's words continues to torment her: "You will never win me. I am Sotchai of Qi and Xie!" As the anniversary of Sotchai's downfall approaches, a mysterious figure emerges, whispering prophecies of Sonaya's return and the restoration of magic to its rightful heir. Will Nagjari's reign be threatened by the return of her niece, or will Sonaya's arrival bring about a new era of peace and prosperity to the kingdom? ......... “Who is the Witch of the two? What gender did Sire say?” The Master requested in a voice so horrific that the kids became even more scared. “None of us is a witch. We have grown without knowing or practicing magic all our lives.” “How old are you?” “I am fifteen.” Millan spoke up. “I am twelve.” Muye also responded after hesitating for a while. She wanted not to answer but the faces alone of the men could not let her. “Yes, my Master, it’s the girl, her age matches the night struggle.” “No sir. She’s mistaken. She has not yet even made eleven.” Millan realized they did not have to say the right age. But it was too late. Realizing how late he was, he signaled her to run as he tries to escape.

Betrayed. Exiled. Forgotten. On the eve of his coronation, Prince Alistair Varian Dragos lost everything. His father, the High King, was murdered. His kingdom, once prosperous, fell into the hands of traitors. His people, whom he once swore to protect, were forced into slavery. And he? He was left to rot in a frozen wasteland, buried beneath the corpses of his fallen knights. But fate is not so kind as to let him die. With nothing but his will and the fire of vengeance in his heart, Alistair rises once more. He does not seek mere revenge. He does not dream of reclaiming his lost throne. He will build something greater. A kingdom forged not in the lies of nobles, but in the blood of his enemies. A realm where the strong rise and the weak perish. An empire that will not fall to treachery. They stole his birthright. Now, he will take the world. The game of thrones is over. The age of empires begins.

Born from greed and chaos, two demon hatchlings emerged in this world. “Soul Reaper Arcana – Bloodbath!” Several bodies of soldiers simultaneously erupted into pools of blood, while they were still preparing to charge. They could not even do anything to stop it. “Azrahel, how many times have I told you to hold back!” Etheron scolded his twin. “And what are those small squirming bats at your back Etheron?” Azrahel calmly replied, as if feeling nothing that many were killed by him instantly. “Shut up! They alerted us of the attack, remember!” Etheron loved these creatures. “Oh, those small squirming ugly bats?” Azrahel said teasingly. “Enough you two. Etheron, don’t bully or use too much force when fighting. Where are the trees in front of us? And Azrahel, no need for so much blood… Hayss… How many times have I told you? Life is not to be taken lightly…” Vaelros scolded. He will never get used to the powers of these two even after witnessing it several times already. In a place full of magic, pacts, and gods, what will these hatchlings be? Will they be everyone’s ruin or savior? Join Azrahel and Etheron on their journey as they forge alliances with unlikely heroes, uncover buried secrets, and face trials that test the essence of their being.

In the war-torn world of Upsurgeth, ancient rivalries and fractured alliances stand in the way of salvation. As Addarath, the Dark Lord, marshals monstrous legions from the Badlands, the free peoples of the land teeter on the brink of annihilation. Jesse, an exiled warrior bearing the weight of forgotten prophecies, embarks on a perilous quest to unite warring kingdoms, rebel factions, and outcast races against the encroaching darkness. Alongside Yonsil, a fierce sorceress whose destiny intertwines with his own, he must wield both the light and the abyss, seeking the fabled Blade of Suns and Shadows—a relic said to tip the balance of fate itself. But as old gods stir, ancient empires crumble, and unseen forces manipulate the tides of war, Jesse and his companions must confront not only the armies of the Dark Lord but the very nature of destiny itself.

Born in the leading families in the world.... Powers with responsibilties and battles How will they continue to love each other admist the family hatered from generations....

Yoo Jihwan was just an ordinary reader. He never dreamed of adventure, never sought glory. He was simply a boy who found comfort in books—a world where struggles had meaning, where endings were earned, and where every action carried weight. But when he finishes the final chapter of a novel, something impossible happens. A message appears before his eyes: [The world has gained a new Reader.] And in the next moment, he is sucked into the story itself. Thrown into a mysterious game where books are no longer fiction but real, deadly worlds, Jihwan must survive challenges designed by unseen hands. Each book holds trials, monsters, and secrets, and failure means an endless loop of suffering. But the deeper he goes, the more he realizes— He was never meant to escape. For there is a Wall that divides the Beginning and the Climax. And beyond that Wall exists a being trapped in eternal stillness: The Reader of the Climax. And Jihwan was always meant to take his place. As he struggles against fate, forms fragile bonds, and uncovers the truth of the game, one question remains— Can he break the cycle, or was he destined to be forgotten from the very beginning?

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.