Glacial Hammer

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed. “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” “Kill them all!” “Show no mercy!” “Off with their heads!” “Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. “They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".

A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars. Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter. With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques. A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao. From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique; From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique; From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal; From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms. It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!

Amid the chaos, Alex’s fists blazed with raw energy as three outerworld aliens attacked in unison. His muscles coiled, every strike a calculated deflection. But then, something shifted. The world stilled. An icy calm washed over him—danger. His instincts flared. His eyes snapped left, piercing the horizon. A shadow, massive and suffocating, loomed on the distant edge of his family’s territory. Malevolent. Unstoppable. The realization hit him like a hammer: an invasion. But not just any invasion. Cold, focused fury ignited within him. Power surged, raw and unstoppable. He became the weapon. Without hesitation, his energy exploded. The earth trembled beneath him, the sky cracked wide open. Alex wasn’t a man anymore—he was the storm itself. But just as his power reached its peak, the shadow stirred. It wasn’t an army that approached. No… it was something far worse. A pair of burning eyes pierced the darkness, locking onto him with an ancient, unyielding gaze. The ground trembled again, but this time, it wasn’t Alex’s doing. It was coming for him.

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

"David Raphael's life slipped beneath the waves of a glacial sea, his unfulfilled longing for GTA 6 forever etched in the digital realm. As his soul was torn from its mortal shell, a vortex of otherworldly energies swept him away to a medieval world, where foreboding forests shrouded in mist stretched towards the horizon, and rugged, granite mountains pierced the sky like shards of splintered stone. "In this unforgiving realm, David's journey began, a treacherous path woven from darkness and flickering moonlight. His quest: to claim the legendary Blessed Visor, an ancient relic rumored to grant its wearer mastery over the very fabric of existence. Yet, as David's ambition burned brighter, the weight of his desire settled upon him, a haunting reminder that 'heavy is the head that wears the crown.'"

Kuro Aku was a high-schooler who one day bought a game because he liked one of the characters on the cover. To his great surprise, that game turned out to be an otome game and the character he liked was the villainess who was destined for a bad end! He was desperately playing through the game in search of some sort of way to save the villainess but he died in an accident before he could achieve that, and got reincarnated into the world of that very game by a selfish being who began calling him its toy! In a different world, before the proper game started, and as a side character who doesn't even have a name fueled by a firm conviction to save the tragic villainess, he won't stop at anything to ensure her happiness! Is saving the villainess even possible? And what does being a toy of the mysterious being even means? Read now to find the answer! Former title: Reincarnated into an otome game and becoming the attendant of the villainess - For my master, I'm ready to even kill the heroine ********** *************** The story cover is made by an amazing @YumenoKiseki - thank you so much once again for such lovely art! *************** ********** New discord account: Sound_Hammer#0850

In a the modern world where a system panel had shocked the world, claiming that Dungeons and monster were going to invade this World. The system asked them to choose a Class and Skill before the monster apppear. At first they were puzzle, then turn to horror as the monster start to slaughter them without a care in the world. Many human died on that day, and one unfortunate girl name Lyra happen to be killed by the hand of those monster. She died while trying to protect her family. Lyra parents could only watch their daughter be crushed by the giant hammer. Then a strange ethereal aura emitted from their daughter's form, beautiful wings sprouded from her back, and a burst of shockwaves knocked the monster away. The Parents Eyes widen at the sight, their back hiting the wall as they were not spared by the shockwaves. It cause them great pain But that didn't matter to them, they were more shock at their daughter. How could their daughter be Alive? Where did the wings come from? Did their daughter come back to protect them again?! Had their daughter become a Fallen Angel!? Their daughter love them so much that she rejected Heaven and come back to the living world just to be with them instead?! Many question haunted their mind, staring at the back of their daughter's wings and the blue aura she emitted. "Where the heck am I!?" The daughter asked herself, Her face filed with confusion before it turn into dismay as soon as she locked eyes at the monster in front of her. *Woods—I mean Woosh* The monster run away with its tail behind its back, as if it saw death itself staring directly at its very own soul. "Eh? it got scared?" The girl exclaim with a puzzled tone. [Ding! Faith System Is activated] ......... ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| A/N: How was it? Curious are ya? A/N: This Novel is Inspired by [ I'm a Loli Clone ] Novel and [ I'm a Loli ] Novel, Both Novel are Written by [ The_Imperfect_Idol ]. A/N: The MC is NOT a Loli okay? I hope that clears some misunderstanding. A/N: Slow Update by the Way...Maybe One Chapter or Two Chapter per month? Idk. A/N: I'm not a professional Writer, in fact! This Is my first time writing~ A/N: English is not! And definitely will Never be my First Languages! As much as I want it to be~ A/N: This Novel is for my own satisfaction—since daydreaming about this novel—Didn't work anymore~ (T^T)

MC found a wonderful door during the eve of the spirit energy revival. This door connected him to an endless miniature world and he realized that the living creatures in this world were smaller than even ants. He could create an endless tempest with a breath, cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as the creator of their world. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices . "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Book of Wisdom, to you. You have obtained the ability to know everything." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a worlid item, Gravity Ball, to you. You have obtained the ability to control boundless gravity." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the almighty power of lightning." With the help of what he gained in the alternate dimension, MC obtained almighty power on Earth. He looked down on humanity and became an omnipotent God, to the fervent prayers of millions of followers! All profit (powerstone) goes to webnovel. Part time Editor and Translator.

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

Taro Haruma is your average high school nobody—except for his obsession with ghosts. Armed with an ancient camcorder and a knack for getting himself into trouble, he’s determined to prove the paranormal exists. Then there’s Hana Mikoshiba, a no-nonsense girl who’d rather die than admit she just punched a ghost into a wall with a glowing golden hammer she didn’t know she could summon. When their paths cross during a fateful—and disastrous—ghost hunt, they’re thrown into a world they never knew existed. Turns out, the spirits haunting their town aren’t just spooky nuisances—they’re dangerous, and they’re multiplying. To make matters worse, Taro and Hana can see them, which makes them prime targets for every creature from the beyond. Enter the Exo-Phantom Division, a mysterious organization with advanced weapons, cryptic agents, and a mission to keep humanity safe from interdimensional chaos. But even with their help, Taro and Hana quickly realize there’s more to this fight than survival. The spirits are after something… and it just might have everything to do with them. Between dodging death, awkward confessions, and discovering powers they didn’t ask for, Taro and Hana are about to find themselves at the center of a battle that could unravel the world. It’s weird. It’s chaotic. It’s dangerous. And somehow, it’s just the beginning.

He wasn't the one the whimsical god wanted, so he was discarded to the side, with his memories locked up until the world was saved. Who cares about that, though? When his memories finally returned, he was standing in the courtroom, as the judge was sentencing him to a lifetime in prison for a crime he did not commit. And although at first, the Prison Dungeon didn't seem so bad, he was about to learn that the prison, is not just a place...

Shibou Butaro, a mountain of a high-school student with a heart of gold was chosen to get transported to another world to become a hero and save it from destruction together with his personal harem... NOT! What's this!? He's not completely human? Huh?! A descendant of the orcs!? The pig people feared by the gods and demons alike!? Hey! What do you mean he will be disposed of and someone else will be summoned to fulfill the role of a hero!? WHO DOES THAT WRETCHED GODDESS THINK THAT SHE IS?! ONCE HE WILL DESCENT FROM THAT MOUNTAIN, HER WORLD WILL FALL! ****** The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

[Male to Female] ________________________________ In a world where power rules and even laws are shaped by mighty forces, a modern man is reincarnated as a young girl with incredible abilities. She will rise to dominate the cultivation world, surpassing her peers and ruling her generation. Like a phoenix, she will soar to greatness, defeating demons and challenging ancient cultivators. She will writing her own destiny and creating her own rules. As a Phoenix and Empress, she will reign supreme, feared and admired by all. THE GLACIAL MONARCHY ____________________________________

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~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

He was the police captain of a city branch, he was in the city Bureau special patrol detachment and police station, has been on the front line. Lam's stories are often related to the social background and the changes of The Times. A homicide today may have been caused by another murder 20 years ago, and that tragedy 20 years ago was caused by the social prejudices of the time. What is even more tragic is that behind the seemingly close family relationship is the relationship of mutual use. Some even turned themselves into tools. Ibsen once said, "What you plant in youth, you reap in old age." I think the same applies to Lam's crime. A professor at China Public Security University summed up crimes into two categories, "dangerous personality" and "dangerous mentality." "Dangerous personality" is easy to explain, is the congenital type of criminal personality or childhood psychological development problems. The serial killers I write about all the time, that's the type. As for "heart knot", it is divided into three types: The first is the meaning of the crime, the causes of which are often unthinkable. For example, your classmates always insult you, you prepare for a long time, while they are in the dorm, hammer them to death. Another example is that you hit someone by driving a car, and if you think that there are so many people who are now hit by porcelain, there is a lot of pressure on follow-up medical expenses, and if you directly hit people to death, the loss of money is within the range of bearing. This kind of crime is often accompanied by an irrational thinking, and the mind enters a dead end. The second is knowledge, this crime is often related to cognition, because the price rises, your house downstairs from one dollar to two dollars, you feel that the boss is not rising right, you must overwhelm him through your reason, and he has a dispute. You think he's wrong, and in order to prove your own rationality, you argue more and more violently, and finally kill him. Such crimes often involve arguments, entanglements, and most often issues of paranoia. The third is complex, this kind of crime is rooted in the pain of daily life, such as parents do not love you, say you can not get a wife, relatives and friends hate you, no one to communicate. You will become more and more withdrawn inside, want to revenge society. So you go out into the street and you take a knife and you cut people - the most terrible crime, the most difficult to prevent, but also the one we should be most aware of. But whether it is "meaning knot", "knowledge knot" or "complex", it often originates from a dangerous idea. If we can face up to and try to understand the social influences behind criminal behavior, we may be more rational in the "dark moment" when dangerous thoughts arise.

When Ella Heart boarded a plane to the exclusive resort island of Calivéra, she expected nothing more than luxury, cocktails, and relaxation with her trusted team of bodyguards. But when a violent storm sends the aircraft spiraling into chaos, Ella finds herself thrust into a strange, uncharted land after a harrowing fall from the sky. Seeking refuge in what appears to be an isolated village deep within the wilderness, Ella and her bodyguards are met with suspicion and hostility. The villagers’ wealth and finely crafted weaponry suggest prosperity, yet their reliance on ancient tools like swords, spears, and hammers baffles Ella, raising questions about their survival against modern threats. As the group struggles to make sense of their surroundings, a powerful figure emerges from the crowd—Darian. His commanding presence stills the chaos, but his foreign language and piercing gaze leave Ella with more questions than answers. Drawn to her with unrelenting intensity, Darian is more than he seems, his connection to Ella stirring instincts and emotions he cannot ignore. Unbeknownst to Ella, the “village” is no mere settlement. Hidden beneath layers of secrecy lies an ancient kingdom, where wolves walk as men, and power is bound by bonds of blood and moonlight. As Ella uncovers the truth, she is thrust into a dangerous web of politics, primal instincts, and destinies intertwined. Tensions mount as her guards clash with the kingdom’s fierce traditions, and Darian’s claim to her heart threatens to ignite a war. With danger closing in from all sides, Ella must navigate the mysteries of a kingdom untouched by time and decide whether to fight for her freedom—or embrace a fate she never expected. (Book cover generated with Canva subscription - enjoy! Beautiful readers)

Introduction: "Once Huang Wei traveled through the Douluo Continent, he awakened the Black Turtle, a martial soul full of innate soul power. Join Wuhun Hall and become Bibi Dong’s personal disciple! Fighting, I don't like it! I love lying down comfy! Hit me, very good. I will activate my martial spirit. You guys fight slowly! Huang Wei also activated the turtle invincibility system, activated the turtle clan's talent of turtle longevity, and at the same time clicked on all defenses. No matter what blue silver entanglement you have, what mainland Clear Sky Hammer, or Seven Killing Sword, I will use a turtle shell to suppress it! Chen Xin: You may not believe it. I wanted to try this turtle shell, but... the Seven Kills Sword broke into pieces! Tang Hao: My mainland's first martial spirit weapon, the Clear Sky Hammer, actually broke into pieces! Tang San: Don't come over! Blue and silver winding! ! … Looking at the increasingly terrifying Huang Wei, the enemy fell into deep thought.

"Gosh, you and your Divine-Level items, you are so cocky, yet you are still garbage amongst other garbage compared to me." I said, looking at my agonizing enemy. "Yo- You just got lucky!" He screamed. "AHAHAHAH," I finally had gone insane after all these years. "LUCKY? FUCKING LUCKY?! DID YOU EVEN LOOK AT WHAT ITEMS YOU HAD? THOR'S HAMMER, HERMES'S BOOTS, THE SWORD OF ARTEMIS, AND THE ARMOR FORGED BY HEPHAISTOS! WHILE I HA- No, you know what, forget it, you're better off dead." "UnLuck", VR Novel, Author: ZeroKip.

The air was thick with smoke and the scent of blood, heavy enough to choke her as she clung to the shadows. She’d grown up within these walls, the stone corridors of her family’s stronghold, where she’d always been the quiet one, the unassuming Luminary, watching her kin wield their power over the wolves below with an iron fist. Tonight, the fortress shook under the force of rebellion. A war-cry echoed nearby, and she shivered, feeling the ground tremble as wolves overthrew the guards in waves, the very magic that had once bound them broken. The legends always said that the Luminaries were untouchable, but here they were—falling, one by one, as the stronghold became a grave. She ducked into an alcove, her back pressed against the cold stone, heart racing as her mind fought to make sense of the chaos. The Luminaries’ rule was absolute; they controlled everything and everyone with invisible threads of power. They were feared, revered—and yet, she knew what had been done in her family’s name. The iron discipline, the cold cruelty that had been deemed necessary, even just. But now, face to face with what that cruelty had cost, she felt a hollowness settle in her chest. A shadow appeared at the end of the hall. She stiffened, recognizing him immediately. He was the one from the old stories, the one who had somehow resisted the Luminaries’ control, a man of a bloodline immune to her family’s magic. His eyes, dark as midnight, swept the corridor before falling on her. In that moment, every instinct told her to run, but her body wouldn’t move, caught between dread and a strange sense of fate. He stopped before her, and his gaze bored into her, assessing, calculating. “So,” he said finally, voice cold. “This is where they hid the last of you.” She swallowed, lifting her chin. “I… I didn’t ask for any of this.” “Didn’t you?” His words were sharp, cutting through the chaos. “How convenient. That’s what they all say when they’re caught.” The accusation stung, but she kept her gaze steady. “Not everyone deserves to die.” His lips curled in a bitter smile. “Spoken like a true Luminary. Even now, you cling to the lies they fed you.” The weight of his anger was palpable, filling the air around them. She could feel his fury like a storm, a hatred so raw it burned her. And yet, as he glared at her, she saw a flicker of hesitation, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. She didn’t know that, in her softness, she held a power she didn’t understand—a quiet magic, subtle but unyielding, that drew him in against his will. He closed the distance between them, his hand gripping her arm firmly. “The others will die,” he murmured, his tone edged with finality. “But you, you’re coming with me. You’re too dangerous to be left alive, but maybe you’re just valuable enough to be kept breathing.” Her heart hammered, the weight of his words settling over her as he pulled her forward, binding her fate to his, a captive of the very rebellion that had destroyed her family.

“Why was I brought here?” Undoubtedly, that was one of the first things Yi Shuang asked himself after crossing over. The system, this world, the ice palace… where… is this all leading? Yi Shuang, originally a young man still in high school, found himself in an unknown place. Here, strength reigns even above money and status, and those who can reach the top amongst many dangers and competitors are rewarded with whatever they wish for. However… Yi Shuang is not in a place to compete with others, as his first mission is to survive amongst the glacial planes.

The news of Kuro's—now the Duke of Maverny—engagement to nearly all the prominent ladies of every race that is connected to Chersea created waves across every realm, including the land of the dwarves, Equality. With his name being the 'talk of the town', he soon finds himself unable to keep a low profile, which he needs to find the lost 'dwarf saint'. And as if to add to Kuro's woes, he starts to attract the unwanted attention from the dwarves' 'Golden Hammer', the most powerful guild leader and 'reincarnator' in all of Equality...

Kasela Winneys, a sixteen year old beautiful and innocent girl gets admitted into an exclusive university which unknown to her is filled with vampires. There she re-encounters Regalus Rogers a cold, handsome, and aloof guy. She gets tries to get closer to him with the intention of receiving his protection from the predators trying to prey on the junior and younger students in the school. Kasela later gets entangled with Jason Jackson, Regalus' arch enemy who is also bent on having her. " Little rose, do you know what's my favourite scent?" He asked and Kasela shooked her head, her heart hammering in her chest as he stepped closer. "It's the rose scent" he said and caressed her cheeks as he leaned down to sniff her neck and also whispered to her "I don't like my scent getting tainted with another. If I perceive my little rose with his scent again, I will make sure to wash her body squeaky clean" he declared and she shivered as he blew warm air on her cheeks. Caught between the two guys, Kasela's life tuns out for the worst?or the better? Who do you think she will choose? Find out in this intriguing and interesting story. Thanks.

Lumi Borealis, a beautiful and lazy polar bear kin girl with snow-white hair and ice-blue eyes. On her twelfth birthday, Lumi discovers that she has been blessed by the Ice Element queen, making her one of the most powerful mages in the kingdom of Iris. Despite her immense magical potential, Lumi’s true passion lies in finding the perfect cozy spot for a nap. Enrolled in the prestigious magic academy in Iris, Lumi must navigate the challenges of school life while making new friends, including the mischievous catkin June, the studious half-dwarf Heath, and the mysterious and androgynous fox kin Kite. Lumi also catches the eye of the beautiful High Elf princess, Cyana Delphine, who quickly becomes her girlfriend and constant source of pampering. As Lumi learns to wield her powerful ice magic and an ancient, enigmatic hammer that has chosen her as its master, she faces the unwanted attention of Erick Noye, a narcissistic hero who desires both her and Cyana. But Lumi, with her lazy and laidback attitude, remains unfazed by the challenges thrown her way, preferring to focus on the simpler joys of life—like napping and enjoying her favorite frostberry tarts.

[Warning: This novel can get brutal and has some some R18 scenes which you will be warned of at the beginnings of the chapters] ....... What is existence? It is divided into two Spaces. The Mortis, where one can find Worlds. The Immortis, where one can find Realms. Both divided by a boundary that keeps the two separate. However, as vast as this world is, only a single individual's story is relevant. A man who rose from the depths of a dark society in the Mortis and ended up being a symbol power, prosperity and fear in the Immortis. Revered and respect by experts of all realms of power. He was granted a title to acknowledge him as a powerful expert. A King. However, there’s a saying in the Immortis. ‘Like the Mobius of Birth, one’s life always comes back around with all the vile darkness one thinks they’ve left behind.’ The man who had become a King, lost everything to a cycle that came to bite him in the back. Betrayal. Everything that he built. The wife he loved. The children he raised. All of it was lost. He returned to square one. Back to the Mortis, where he began. Join him on his journey to ascend again. His fury is not abated. He wishes to tear down his enemies for they did. The traitors for their betrayal. Will he rise alone? Will he follow the same path as the last time? Will he overpower his enemies? Find out in the story of a dark King. The King of.... ......... "You are rage." As he said so, he slashed down with the sword, his arms not quite able to bring down the sword in a perfect slash. However, it was a slash nonetheless. It was clumsy, but it was fine. The young man raised his arms and grasped his sword above his head again. "You are pain," he said as he slashed down with a better steadiness that made his slash look a bit more elegant. The look in his eyes turned colder as the evening breeze brushed past him. Before him was not the sea or the moon or the stars. There was the face of his enemies as they dared to bring to ruin all that he had built. "You are fear," he said as he brought down his sword again, its rusting blade showing nothing of the magnificence a sword should bear. What was the True Way of the Sword? It was to cause bloodshed. It was to cause pain. It was to cause sorrow. It was to tear away families from their fathers, husbands, children, mothers. Every weapon was forged to cut down a life. Whether it was to protect or not. A life would be taken by the silver blade as it slashed down. The bulky man in the forge, hammering away at the heated metal would seek to make a sword stronger and sharpen it afterwards so it wouldn't fail to behead a foe. A sword's purpose and instinct was to kill. "You are torment!" The young man slashed again with all his might, his slash being a silver light could be seen as it was lit in the night. "You are war!" He lowered his stance as he felt the sword slice through the air seamlessly. "You are madness!" The sword blew a bit of the sand on the shore as he swung down. "You are destruction!" he said as he slashed. 'I will walk this path again. It has worked for me before and it will continue to work now,' he thought. He slashed again. 'None shall remain standing when I return to the Realms above.' ........... Cover is not mine....credit to artist..

In a world where might and magic shape your destiny, Gillian, a blacksmith from the oppressed Oldraken tribe, awakens an ancient system that changes everything. "System online." Gillian blinked, gripping the hammer in his hand. "What...?" "The system is now announcing your awakening to the world." His heart skipped a beat. "Announcing? To who?" No answer. Just the low hum of power surging through his veins. "New quest: Uncover the truth." Gillian’s fists clenched. "Uncover the truth? What the hell kind of system is this? Can Gillian forge his own path to greatness before the forces conspiring against him snuff out his potential, or will the sudden spotlight of his awakening seal his fate?

Priest of death is a Class in the World System that is responsible for appeasing malice that lingers on the earth after a creature of the System - be that a monster or a member of intelligent races - dies while harboring strong negative feelings. Zorey is a bright twelve-year-old human boy with the ambition to marry one of his village's guard - an older girl, Vernlily, with a bound guardian knight Class. When Zorey leaves the village so he can get registered in the World System in the Temple in the city so he can receive a Class... ...that he hopes would allow him to support Vernlily the best way possible... ...he could never even dream of how their fates would become intertwined forever. But not exactly in a way he hoped for.

This is the world of Valusa, a world with magic. If you are born with magic you are known as a spellborn, if you are born with no magic power or even skill at all you are known as a norborne. A spell plagued is someone cursed by magic. Yes they are born with magic but it acts more as a curse the reason is unknown but its tragic because a spell plagued person has more potential then a spellborn person but their magic is actually killing them as they use it. A warborn is a person born with no magic but that's ok because they have other powers they are unbelievably strong their strength is enhanced by 100 percent and their reflexes as well, most of them are soldiers they are even better with weapon combat. God touched is someone enhanced by a god they are chosen by one of the 14 gods. God born is someone who is half god. Spiritoborn is someone whos magic is passed down from their family. They also have more than one type of magic as well, they are very strong. Now the last info you will need is the 14 gods of this realm they are. Hades the god of the underworld, and the hellflame, he is the first born of Cronos. Cronos the god of time, he is known for being the first god. Rieka, goddess of the wolves, is known as the wolf goddess. And or the wolf Queen. Thor a hammer wielding god, associated with thunder and lighting, he is also the son of Odin and freyja, which makes him even stronger since he's a second generation god Zeus is the sky and thunder god, he is the son of Cronos and the current ruler of Mount Olympus that hails above the sky. Poseidon the god over the sea, storms and earthquakes he is also one of the sons of Cronos. Loki is known as the trickster god, he is also a son of Odin and Freyja, other than that not much is known about him. Athena is the goddess of wisdom, and warfare, she is the shared god of war along with her twin brother Aries. Her father is zeus. Aries is one of the gods of war along with his twin sister Athena, his father is also Zeus, Aries is known to cause war wherever he goes. Aphrodite is the goddess of sex and love and beauty; her father is also zeus. Anubis is the protector of the underworld and the guide of the underworld. Horus is the third and final god of war, he also protects the skies Odin is known as the god of runes and wisdom and also the god of gods. Freyja is known as the god over magic as she is one of the main gods who allowed humans to use magic she is also said to be the most beautiful woman of all.