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The Chronicles of a Scalebound Sage

Reincarnated As A Hydra (Book 1 Chapters [1] - [80]) The only thing the mage remembers is his death. He sees echoes of a war long lost and a fallen city vanished in the sands of time. He died but now he breathes again? He finds himself in a new form and given a new name and someone to protect. The mage turned hydra is bonded to the girl he now calls master. Bjorn lost his old life and when Freja’s life is threatened he will do everything in his power to protect her and maybe find his memories along the way. "The Chronicles of a Scalebound Sage: Reincarnated as a Hydra" follows Bjorn as he protects Freja, his new master. She is scorned, beaten and disowned from her family for being a failure in the arcane arts. The two must lean on each other for strength to survive in a world of monsters and magic. This is a LitRPG adventure where every victory is a hard fought and death is quick to claim those that lack resolve. Interlude Chapters Additional interludes will explore other surprises, delving into different facets of the world and its inhabitants. Wandmaker (Book 2 Ongoing) An ancient power stirs, sensing the impending return of the True Immortals. As the signs of untold destruction echo across the world, the urgent need for a new Wandmaker arises. They will be a beacon of hope in the turbulent time ahead. The veil between realms grows thin, and beings from beyond begin to awaken, their eyes fixed on the Lower Planes. Tanisha, Bjorn and Joha finally leave the Yuhia behind to travel to more peaceful lands. Their journey leads them to the floating human nation of the Force Isles. Along the way, they encounter fellow travelers and seize opportunities to trade their wares. However, the path to the Force Isles is fraught with peril. The once-safe passage has been corrupted by chaotic magic, transforming a routine voyage into a treacherous expedition. Read ahead at patreon! https://www.patreon.com/ChildofAidon **Moving forward, the new release schedule will be on Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays at 4 PM Eastern Standard Time (USA, GMT-5)** We now have a Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/childofaidon Or you can Join us on Discord at https://discord.gg/T2TXBdxqFb
ChildOfAidon · 188.4K 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 · 123.6K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 15.9K Views

I'm the King

Khan is alone in a world where the weak are prey. With no talent for cultivation, his dream of greatness seems impossible. Yet, Khan refuses to let that stop him. Through The Record of Khan, a tome chronicling his extraordinary past, his descendant unveils a story of relentless struggle—against the world, his own limitations, and the odds stacked against him. On this journey, Khan discovers an unconventional cultivation method, carving a path to greatness that transforms not only himself but the world around him. From an ordinary man to a legend, his actions reshape the future and inspire generations to come. Will Khan’s determination be enough to overcome a fate written in weakness and achieve greatness? What to expect: -MC is not a good person, though he may appear to be at first. -MC does not have a harem, though future subordinates, nobles, etc., may have them. -A Cultivator World, Unfiltered: There is no equality, and morality bends to power -MC is not a wuss or overly deferential. -Eventual kingdom building, though expect to wait a while. -Business building (you don't have to wait that long). -MC has actual relationships with people. -Legacy building. - Mix between Cultivator world and Medieval world -MC transitions from slightly nice to cold-hearted and jaded over time. Expect a journey of self-discovery, where Khan faces not only external challenges but also the transformation of his own values and identity. Release: Tuesdays/Wednesdays at 3:00 PM EST (12:00 PM PST, 8:00 PM GMT, 4:00 AM CST) Note: The tags and content warnings are there to give me freedom as I develop the light novel. Please feel free to share as much feedback as you can. Your feedback is invaluable! If something feels off or a character seems inconsistent, let me know—it’s your feedback that helps make this story the best it can be.
Jkingread · 5.6K Views

Between-worlds

Genres: Supernatural, Slice of Life, Action, Romance, Comedy. Sawyer West Reid, an aspiring doctor, was just trying to survive his night shift when an A-class witch attacked him. Instead of meeting his end, he was rescued by a mysterious Hunter—and thrust into a hidden world where magic, monsters, and cosmic forces collide. Now, Sawyer is forced into an entirely new role: Enforcer, a mediator between humans, supernaturals, and alien races from beyond. Haunted by echoes of countless past lives and caught in the delicate balance between realms, Sawyer’s journey is anything but ordinary. Pursued by a murderous eight-foot-tall pale creature with crimson eyes and tasked with closing a mysterious gate torn open by an unknown force, saving the universe was never in his five-year plan. In a universe governed by ancient laws, hidden dimensions, and cosmic threats (not to mention some truly baffling alien beverage etiquette), Sawyer quickly learns that survival will require more than medical skills and a lot of coffee. I began writing this story to craft a supernatural world filled with witches, werewolves, gods, monsters, and everything in between—told from the very beginning with an eye for the intricate universal laws that bind it all. What started as a spark of inspiration has grown into an ever-expanding adventure that I hope will captivate you as much as it does me. Thank you for joining me on this wild ride. I’m having a lot of fun, and I hope you will too! Note: This story contains violence and dark themes and is intended for an adult audience. Updates: Tuesdays and Sundays (West Africa Time). Occasional breaks may occur to catch up with the storyline and refine chapters.
osamii · 4.5K Views

The One Who Writes Existence

Author, God or Plaything? Zar had just finished writing the prologue of his magnum opus—The Nexus Verse—a boundless verse of multiverses, godlike beings, and an elite academy meant to shape the strongest entities in existence. Years of meticulous world-building, complex power systems, and lore so deep it could drown a god… and yet, it was all just fiction. Until it wasn’t. On the night of his 22nd birthday, reality itself fractured. In an instant, he was torn from his world—only to awaken within the Nexus Verse as one of its rulers. There was just one problem. He had only written the prologue. Everything beyond that? Scattered notes. Unfinished ideas. Incomplete power systems. The vast, living, breathing multiverse around him was full of gaps he never filled. The beings he once considered mere characters now had wills of their own, and some of them were already far beyond his control. To make matters worse, the Nexus Academy—his ultimate creation, the battleground where gods and devils alike trained to surpass reality—had just started its entrance exam. And somehow, he was now part of it. Armed with only a mysterious system, fragmented knowledge of his own lore, and the terrifying realization that he may have made this world far too overpowered, Zar has only one goal: Survive. Because in a world where destroying a multiverse is just a Tuesday challenge, where ancient beings lurk in the void waiting for a single mistake, and where the strongest warriors wield power beyond his comprehension... Being the author doesn’t mean he’s the one in control. After all, if this verse was created… what destroyed the others? *****For fans of: Overpowered protagonists, cosmic-level world-building, reality-defying battles, eldritch horrors, and gods who fear greater forces. Additional tags #Gods #Devil #Ancient beings #Creators #Monarchs #OverpoweredBeings ---------------------------- ALERT! The main story begins in Volume 2. Discord link - https://discord.gg/2sM5QrxBtS And you know someone was asking for Mass release (•↓•), So A new Rule. 100 Power stone= 1 extra chapter (4 left)
MOXRAZ · 44.6K Views

Tuesdays With You ! AKA-Miraii

Dans un lycée où les journées se suivent et se ressemblent, Yu Hashibara et Yka Komichi, deux amis d'enfance, naviguent entre cours, amitiés et rêves encore flous. Yu, discret et rêveur, passe son temps à écrire. Fasciné par les mots, il aspire à devenir un écrivain reconnu, mais ses textes restent enfermés dans un monde qui lui est propre, loin des émotions profondes que recherchent les éditeurs. Yka, à l'inverse, est extravertie et toujours prête à encourager les autres, même si elle-même manque de confiance en ses propres écrits. Sous le pseudonyme d'Aky Michiko, elle écrit en secret mais évite soigneusement le sujet de l'amour, en a-t-elle peur ? Tout bascule lorsque Yu est sélectionné pour un prestigieux concours d'écriture. Son éditeur lui lance un défi inattendu : écrire une histoire d'amour capable de toucher le cœur des lecteurs. Mais il y a un problème. Yu ne comprend rien à l'amour. Et Yka non plus. Dans une tentative de relever ce défi ensemble, ils se lancent dans une quête improbable : observer, analyser et peut-être même expérimenter ce sentiment insaisissable. Entre discussions maladroites, situations imprévues et révélations troublantes, ils vont peu à peu se confronter à ce qu'ils cherchaient à éviter depuis toujours. Mais alors qu'ils explorent l'amour à travers les autres, ne risquent-ils pas de découvrir des vérités qu'ils n'étaient pas prêts à affronter... sur eux-mêmes ?
nohansophie · 332 Views

Scammed and Saved: GrayHat Hacks Turned My Crypt0 Nightmare Around

It all started with a dream and a single email. I’d been saving Bitc0in for years, hoping to buy my first home. On a rainy Tuesday, I received what looked like an urgent message from my wallet provider, asking me to verify my account details. The email was polished, the logo perfect, and the urgency felt real. Without thinking twice, I clicked the link and entered my credentials. It wasn’t until hours later, when I checked my wallet and saw a balance of zero, that the horror sank in. My 2.5 BTC, worth over $150,000, was gone. The scammer had drained it through a series of rapid transactions, scattering it across the blockchain like digital dust in the wind. I was devastated. My dream of homeownership vanished in a click, and I felt like a fool. Days blurred into a haze of panic and regret until I stumbled upon GrayHat Hacks online. Their testimonials spoke of miracles, st0len crypt0 recovered, lives restored. Desperate, I reached ou to them. They explained that while Bitc0in’s blockchain is public, tracing st0len funds is like finding a needle in a haystack. But they had the tools: proprietary software that could analyze transaction patterns, identify wallet clusters, and potentially link the scammer’s address to an exchange where the funds might be frozen. GrayHat Hacks dove into the blockchain, following the trail of my st0len Bitc0in as it hopped from wallet to wallet. They used advanced clustering algorithms to group addresses likely controlled by the same entity, narrowing down the scammer’s footprint. Then came the breakthrough: one of the wallets was tied to a known exchange. It was a tense few hours, but I eventually received the email I’d been praying for, my Bitc0in was recovered. GrayHat Hacks expertise turned what felt like an impossible loss into a second chance. They even took the time to teach me how to spot phishing scams, ensuring I’d never fall victim again. If you’re reading this, heart pounding after a crypt0 nightmare, know that GrayHat Hacks is the real deal. They’re not just technicians; they’re lifesavers, blending cutting-edge blockchain analysis with a human touch. My dream of a home is back on track, and I owe it all to them. You can reach out to them via email at grayhathacks@contractor.net or WhatsApp +1 (843) 368-3015 Website https://grayhathacksblog.wixsite.com/grayhathacks
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