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Chanting Meditation

999 Wives: The Greatest Harem King Breaks Through a Realm Every Second

[A/N: This novel is also going to be released in royalroad.com] Souta Akihiro was just an ordinary college student. He had no grand ambitions, no special talents—just an average guy wasting time on games and anime. Then, fate decided to play a joke on him. One moment, he was walking home from a convenience store; the next, he was standing in an unknown land, with floating mountains, glowing rivers, and cultivators soaring through the sky like supreme beings. Before he could even panic, a voice spoke inside his head: [Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the unique ability: One Breakthrough Per Second.] And just like that, Souta's life changed forever. He didn’t need to meditate for years, refine pills, or suffer heavenly tribulations. He simply stood there… and his cultivation soared. Every second, he stepped into a higher realm. Within minutes, he had surpassed the strongest beings of this world. But what was the point of such overwhelming power if he couldn’t use it for his heart’s true desire? Women. Souta wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t interested in grand destinies or saving the world. If he was going to live in a world filled with breathtaking beauties, why shouldn’t he enjoy himself? From noble princesses to demon queens, from shy maidens to seductive fox spirits—he would claim them all. With infinite strength, limitless charm, and the confidence of a man who could crush gods beneath his foot, Souta embarked on a journey to build "The Greatest Harem in History."
RoyalTime · 609 Views

Football Dynasty

Richard Maddox, a once-promising football prodigy, dreamed of becoming a star. But just as his dream was within reach, it was abruptly shattered when he banged his head on the goalpost, fracturing his skull. Forced into early retirement, Richard vanished from the public eye. People thought Richard Maddox was done for. However, no one expected that during his unconscious state, his spirit detached from his body. He drifted through time, witnessing the world of football from the perspective of a ghost. It was strange, unpleasant, yet exciting. No need for tickets or travel—he could simply fly. England, Italy, Spain, Germany—the best football countries in Europe—and even the passionate South America, the energetic Africa, and the growing Asia—Richard observed the rise and fall of football giants, all from the sidelines. However, watching football from the other side was quite different from experiencing it live. He missed the cheering, singing, and chanting with the other fans. No one could hear him now. No one could watch football with him. He was... alone. Just as Richard was about to be bored to death, his soul was sucked back, and he realized that only an entire year had passed. 'Interesting,' he thought, laughing. “I could bet, invest in companies that will succeed in the future, and get rich. Bitcoin, I'm coming, baby.” but who could have guessed that Richard would dive so deep into the world of football—From owning a single share to testing the waters as a scout, trying his hand as an agent, and eventually stepping into the world of coaching, before finally diving into the realm of football club ownership. It has truly been a full spectrum of football, the highs and the lows. Join us as we welcome Richard Maddox!
Antonigiggs · 429.6K Views

Runemaster in the Last Days

Coming back from the magic world, Riya rebuked her shameless stepmother. She was back to her first life with the world treasure and thought that her life would be smooth sailing. But… What was happening with the environment? Why did the mana suddenly recover on this Green Planet? And why did those magic beasts also appear? Riya: ??? Ah, Riya silently swore to secretly become stronger to deal with these magic beasts that went on rampage. She would use her runes to make a better life while watching the world recover from the destruction. Unfortunately, things were not so simple. Her best friend’s brother suddenly locked his attention on her. “Ah, ah, ah, you don't have to mind me….” “The runes you make are really interesting. Can you show me more?” The man smiled and stepped closer. “I…I can, but can you please not come too close?!” Riya just wanted to meditate silently, so how did she suddenly attract this big boss’s attention? ... Additional tags: #strong female lead, #magic, #space, #superpower, #abilities Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - The Quiet Empress [complete] - The Villain's Little Cat [complete] - Astral Flower [complete] - Villain Princess [on going] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518
Sorahana · 1.4M Views

The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger.

“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’ I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play' And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down… Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.” Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones. Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her. If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf. But when he touches her, something inside her stirs… Desires? Yes! Powers hidden by the moon goddess? Yes! And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal … Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’? One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of. #Slow burn #Wispy old prophecies # Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend #Villian in love with FL Join my discord group: https://discord.gg/t2w9NgC4
Ejiofor_Dorcas · 3M Views

Wanderer's Tale

The Expanse, a being as old as time itself, roamed the vast universe. It's gaze pierced through the vast universe it has roamed ever since its birth. It continued it's journey until it noticed something that caught its attention. It's gaze now landed upon a specific world, one that was of larger size than those around it. . . . The kind looking boy was seen staring reverently at one of his family's old portraits that hung upon their walls. His eyes shined with luster. An oath was sworn that day, never to be broken. Ad Aeternae Virtutis. To Eternal Valor. The girl looked at the broken sword in her hand. She shook her head and closed her eyes, meditating. The sound of swords clashing reverberated across the fields soon after. The aspiring tinkerer winced as his invention got destroyed before his eyes. All that time spent toiling away, yet it was for naught. But he must prove them all wrong, he'll show them all what he can do, so that they won't dare to look at him with those eyes ever again. The pompous elf princess watched in awe as the moon shined and brought light to the quiet palace, the young servant stood close beside her, smiling. The unspoken promise was made, with the night sky as its witness. The boy with rat ears wook up in the woods. Realizing he had been abandoned, he cried. A voice called out to him for aid. The young ratkin wandered in search of the voice, seeking company. The demon watched on in despair at the massacre before him. He wondered if his kind would ever be free from this neverending cycle. Will the blood they shed ever wash away their past sins? The bored spirit can be found drifting along in the Forest of Tears. The spirit wandered in search of something interesting. It must first seek out a way to satiate its hunger before it may find its eternal rest. An angel can be seen washed ashore in a faraway island, unconscious. But what caught the being's eyes more was... . . . An unnamed boy could be seen roaming the streets of one of the many cities of Zwelbanneir. He would be the start of this grand journey, and the link between the stories that will unfold. He knows not much of the world around him, but soon he will be forced to understand and learn. He shall be the fated Lodestar. He is the one and only wielder of the 'Fool' Card, that which marks a new beginning not only for him, but for the world as well.
CertifiedBaboon · 2.6K Views

Celestial Academy of Mystics

What if you wake up on the morning of your fifteenth birthday to discover a system screen floating over your head? It means you are a Mystic, one of the hundred people born each year who have access to the Celestial system and powers of the universe. What if when you go to get registered as a Mystic at their Academy you discover that all the slots are taken? There are already a hundred mystics in the system. You are a strange anomaly that has never happened in a billion years. Well, you must be none other than Xavier Xerxes. The weird teenager who was bullied for his strange white skin, long snowy hair and pink eyes is now also a Mystic who shouldn't exist. It couldn't have gotten any worse for him. Now he has to attend Celestial Academy to get basic training in leveling up and growing into the full potentials of his powers so he can slay demons and battle monsters from real to realm. He has the opportunity to grow from a human to an Immortal, saving the world along the way. Cool, right? But there's one little problem. Xavier doesn't do anything that could pass off as stressful. No, he prefers to read books in the library. He loves to write stories and poems. He cries through romantic movies. He has never walked farther than a meter in his life. No sporting activity whatsoever. He hates violence. Now they expect him to carry a sword. He is supposed to turn his body into a weapon of destruction, and his mind into a fortress of power. What the hell? How is he expected to survive a day at Celestial Academy when he has been home schooled since he was a child? How is he supposed to kill a bloodthirsty troll when he is scared of spiders? Exercise drills, push ups, war games...meditating? Never before in his life! Right. We all have to wait and see. Hopefully he'll find a way not to die on the first day.
Percy_Seacrest · 219.2K Views

Le Chant de la Compassion d’une Petite Fille Lâm Thị Huế - Lâm Emilie

Chapitre 1 : L’enfance dans des jours difficiles Je suis néedans une famille de cinq enfants, au milieu d’une époque où le pays subissait encore les lourdes conséquences de la guerre. À cette époque, ma famille était très pauvre. Mes parents, qui avaient grandi durant cette période difficile, n’avaient pas eu l’opportunité de bénéficier d’une éducation complète. Ainsi, toute leur vie, ils n’ont connu que le travail à la ferme, luttant durement pour subvenir aux besoins de la famille. Être agriculteur à cette époque était très éprouvant. Mes parents devaient se lever à l’aube, qu’il pleuve ou qu’il fasse beau, pour aller semer du riz ou récolter. Mais même le travail aux champs ne suffisait pas à nourrir toute la famille, alors ils devaient effectuer d’autres travaux pénibles. L’un de ces travaux était le déblaiement des pierres, un travail dangereux et épuisant. Mes sœurs, bien que très jeunes, devaient aussi suivre mes parents pour ramasser des pierres et faire exploser des mines. À un âge où elles auraient dû être à l’école comme tant d’autres enfants, elles devaient faire face à un dur labeur. La vie s’écoulait ainsi, et ma famille accueillit deux nouveaux membres – mon frère aîné, puis moi. À cette époque, au Vietnam, les garçons étaient souvent valorisés par rapport aux filles. Mon frère était choyé par mes parents bien plus que mes trois sœurs. Quant à moi, étant la benjamine, j’ai reçu le nom de Huế, d’après une ville ancienne et poétique du Vietnam. Les premiers souvenirs que je peux évoquer remontent à mes cinq ans. Je me rappelle très clairement des enfants du quartier – beaucoup étaient plus jeunes que moi – qui étaient emmenés par leurs parents à l’école maternelle. Quant à moi, je ne pouvais pas y aller. Je me contentais de me tenir à l’extérieur de l’école, à regarder à travers la fenêtre, voyant mes camarades chanter et danser joyeusement. Je ne comprenais pas pourquoi je ne pouvais pas aller à l’école comme eux, mais je ne m’en plaignais pas. Je restais là, observant silencieusement pendant un bon moment, puis je reprenais le chemin de la maison. À cette époque, j’étais une petite fille naïve et innocente, ne comprenant pas grand-chose de la vie, ne sachant que j’étais très obéissante, toujours à l’écoute de mes parents. Je ne savais pas que les années à venir seraient encore pleines de défis… Chapitre 2 : Les jours d’innocence En entrant à l’école primaire et au collège, je garde des souvenirs magnifiques de mes années passées sous le toit de cette école simple. Cette école n’était pas aussi moderne que celles d’aujourd’hui, mais c’était pour moi un endroit extrêmement cher. La cour de l’école était ombragée par de grands arbres, offrant un refuge lors des récréations pleines de rires. Chaque fois que le gong annonçait le début des cours, la cour devenait soudainement silencieuse. À cette époque, mes camarades et moi écoutions attentivement les enseignants, sans téléphones ni Internet, juste des livres et une soif d’apprendre. Le soir, je rentrais dans notre petite maison chaleureuse, où cinq frères et sœurs se retrouvaient avec nos parents. Mes sœurs avaient alors entre 17 et 18 ans, un âge rempli de vitalité et de premiers rêves. Notre maison était donc toujours animée et joyeuse. Les amis de mes sœurs venaient souvent jouer, s’asseyant autour d’un thé et discutant gaiement, ce qui rendait l’atmosphère familiale toujours vivante. Pour ma part, chaque après-midi après l’école, je me plongeais dans l’innocence de l’enfance avec mes amis du quartier. À côté de chez moi se trouvait une grande pelouse, où nous nous rassemblions chaque jour pour jouer à toutes sortes de jeux. Nous apprenions à faire du vélo, à sauter à la corde, à jouer à colin-maillard, à cache-cache… Ces jeux folkloriques faisaient partie intégrante de l’enfance de nombreuses générations, simples mais incroyablement joyeux.
mimihue · 633 Views

Deux fois rejetée Luna, le désir de tous les Alphas

Valérie, la fille de l'Alpha assassiné de la Meute de la Pierre Jaune, ne pouvait jamais diriger la meute car elle avait un loup Luna. Son compagnon, Tristan, fut désigné Alpha à sa place. Après avoir assumé le titre d'Alpha, Valérie fut piégée et brutalement rejetée, non seulement par Tristan mais aussi par toute sa meute, et sa petite sœur, Scarlet, avec laquelle Tristan avait des liaisons secrètes. « Je rejette Luna Valérie comme ma compagne. Elle a été surprise au lit avec un étranger, ce qui signifie qu'elle trahirait la meute. La punition pour la trahison est la mort », annonça sans cœur l'Alpha Tristan. Les chants des membres de la meute et des Alphas visiteurs venus pour la conférence des Alphas les attirèrent vers le jugement. Personne ne s'attendait à ce que l'Alpha Denzel, dont le nom faisait dresser les poils sur leur peau en raison de sa cruauté, se rende à la conférence. Valérie trouva de l'espoir lorsqu'elle réalisa qu'Alpha Denzel était son compagnon de seconde chance, mais elle fut douloureusement rejetée une fois de plus. Le double rejet la conduisit à perdre son loup, et elle fut condamnée à mourir par tous les Alphas présents. Elle pensait que son sort était scellé lorsque l'Alpha Denzel partit et qu'un guerrier était prêt à l'exécuter. Tout le monde fut choqué lorsque soudain, l'Alpha Denzel se retourna. « Arrêtez ! La fille traîtresse d'un Alpha défunt ne doit pas être tuée. Plus de souffrances l'attendent », déclara-t-il. Le cœur de Valérie chuta lorsqu'elle vit son regard sombre, qui était comme un gouffre sans fond, alors qu'elle s'évanouissait d'épuisement. Quelques mois plus tard, une guerre éclata entre les Alphas alors qu'ils commençaient à revendiquer la Luna rejetée deux fois. Avec son loup mort, la déesse lunaire aura-t-elle la grâce de lui en donner un autre ? Et quel Alpha sera capable de faire fondre son cœur désormais glacé ?
Glorious_Eagle · 1.1M Views

THE WEREWOLF PRINCESS

A bloody war between the Werewolves and the Witches supported by the Demons.Clashes of swords, chants of spell,magics and black magic filled the atmosphere. The atmosphere was very tense, the air was filled with pressure,blood was painted everywhere, the scene was so terrifying. "The Alpha king has been killed" a voice shouted There were cheers among the Witches and Demons. The Werewolves empire has fallen, everyone dispersed. Queen Adriana (half witch and half human), the Luna queen, who had just put to bed a baby girl heard the death of her Mate , the Alpha king, Alexander.She ran to into a deep dark forest filled with fogs. She stopped abruptly when she had a footstep behind her, she turned slowly and saw a man in a black cloak - a demon. "W-w-who-who are you" she stuttered as she held her baby tightly across her chest. "Ha ha ha......I am your helper who is going to take all your sorrow away" the man answered sarcastically showing his yellowish green teeth. "What do you want"she asked summoning courage, "To kill all the royal blood of Alexander " the demon grinned evilly. "I will not let you hurt my child, demon!" she screamed holding her baby tightly. "Ha ha ha" he laughed "we'll see" he gave an evil smirked and moved closer to Queen Adriana . Queen Adriana remove a seal but before she could chant a spell the demon had already pricked her abdomen with the dagger. "Aarrghhh" she yelped in pain, she staggered backward and the man laughed hysterically. "Adriana!!!" Hera(a witch), Adriana childhood's friend who has been watching the whole scene screamed and ran to her. " Oh oh Hera" the man chuckled "Hera, he must not harm my child" Adriana said weakly holding her injured abdomen. Hera quickly took the seal and chant a spell. She point the seal at the demon. " You die today" Hera shouted and the demon laughed cynically. "That can't have an effect on me" the demon said. "Mesh mar la ba suropato" Adriana whispered. "It's a joy that you will die with your best friend today" the demon sneered. "Mesh mar la ba suropato!!!" Hera shouted pointing the seal at the demon as he tried to attack her. A light shone and the demon screamed turning into ashes. Hera helped Adriana to sit, rest her back on a tree and collected the baby. "Adriana........" Hera cried. "Hera" Adriana voice was barely heard, "why....why Hera" Adriana groaned. "I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything, the whole clan was manipulated by those Demons" "I tried to stop the coven but all my efforts yield nothing" Hera explained admist tears. "Hera promise me that you will keep my child safe" Adriana said. "She'll be safe " Hera promised " you need to live Adriana, you have to build back the Wolf Empire " she said and Adriana held her hand tightly. "My daughter will build the wolf empire, so she must survive" Adriana said as tears rolled down her cheek. Adriana touched the child and muttered so words, a light flickered and the gold hair and eyes of the child turned black. She had sealed her daughter's wolf power and scent. "Adriana....." "Take this, give her on her sixteenth birthday" Adriana said as she gave a gold locket to Hera "you know what this means" she smiled bitterly and Hera nodded. "Take care of Annabelle, she must survive"Adriana whispered as her eye lid close slowly. "Adriana!!!!!" "Please Adriana....." Hera cried.
Teejay_girl · 1.9K Views

Sword Shatters the Firmament

In a valley brimming with spiritual energy, a young man named Lin Xuan was meditating in solitude. He had joined the Qingyun Sect at a young age. Though his talent was average, his perseverance never wavered. Every morning, he practiced Qi cultivation; every evening, he honed his swordsmanship—day after day, year after year. On this particular morning, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged atop a mountain peak when he suddenly sensed the spiritual energy within him stirring restlessly. Closing his eyes, he regulated his breath and focused his mind, only to discover a wisp of unusual energy in his dantian. This energy was unlike anything he had absorbed before, seemingly imbued with the boundless mysteries of heaven and earth. Overjoyed, Lin Xuan realized that the moment of his breakthrough had finally arrived. He immediately calmed his mind and circulated his cultivation technique, guiding the mysterious energy through his meridians. As it coursed through his body, he felt an immense surge of power. His cultivation level steadily ascended, and he entered an unprecedented mystical state, as if he had become one with the heavens and the earth. Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed across the sky, and the spiritual energy in the air surged violently. Lin Xuan opened his eyes to witness a brilliant sword light streaking toward him from the horizon. His heart trembled—it was none other than the Qingyun Sect’s supreme treasure, the Zixiao Sword! The dazzling sword light hovered momentarily in the air before descending into his hands. The sword trembled gently, as if responding to his presence. Lin Xuan knew that this was the moment of the Qingyun Sect’s inheritance—and the true beginning of his journey on the path of immortality.
Daoistvx6YLh · 4.5K Views

Trials of Destiny: Way of The Sword

Jin, a user of ki and trained by his master, Roshio until a war broke out and his master died due to sacrificing himself to save Jin. Jin who was in tears vowed to get revenge of the bastards who had started this and killed his master, and his clan members. Being the only survivor of the Bone Structure Palace, The master had handed Jin a weapon to form a contract with. Offically being the master of an broken palace that no longer exists. What will he do to get his revenge? What is he willing to sacrifice for it. ------------ 1. I would like to firstly say that this is my first time writing, so don't expect everything to be perfect for a while. 2. This story is a slow/fast-paced reading. It'll have a mix of both. Some chapters will feel slower because it is, and others will feel faster because it is. 3. It does have romance in it and I wasn't sure to add cultivation because it's more like meditation and like ki gathering and things. However, after going through my thoughts, it was basically the same thing, so I just did it. 4. It's a little all over the place for I'd say the first 6–8 chapters maybe more? But It'll will slowly come together, hopefully… 5. If you do enjoy this, make sure to give it a review and ask other people to read! 6. If there are any questions at all, ask in the comments, and I'll be answering questions every 10 chapters. 7. So update to the list above ^ Romance has been removed due to it taking the first slot and having it show up primarily (I think primarily) as romance and not showing the others before you click on the actual book. It'll still have romance, so don't worry. Nothing will change 8. I would also like to clarify that this is an original work by me, and the clothes i decided to use for the characters, "hanfu" mainly, I do not mean any disrespect to anyone by using it as a novel that is made within america if anyone thought anything like that. I'm simply doing it because i like the design and i think they look extremely cool and also beautiful to me. So again i don't mean any disrespect if im wording any of it wrong. I just really like them.
NexMotions · 16.3K Views

Supreme corruption: I corrupt every good woman into villainess

As mentioned in the name theme of the story, the central figure, driven by a twisted desire for dominance, methodically corrupts impressionable young women, weaving a web of control that extends far beyond mere physical enslavement. These women, once vibrant and free, are reduced to mere pawns in his elaborate game of conquest, their autonomy stripped away as they become instruments of his malevolent will. What truly sets this tale apart is the enigmatic presence of the antagonist, the very creator of the story itself. Trapped within the confines of his own narrative by an ancient curse, he grapples with the consequences of his own hubris. As he orchestrates the downfall of his characters, he simultaneously navigates the murky depths of his own psyche, confronting the darkness that lurks within. The boundaries between fiction and reality blur, casting doubt upon the nature of existence itself. As the story unfolds, parallels emerge between the protagonist's struggle against the villain and the author's own internal conflict. Each move on the narrative chessboard reflects a deeper existential battle, as the characters' fates intertwine with the author's own quest for redemption. Ultimately, the story becomes a haunting meditation on the nature of creation, agency, and the profound impact of our choices, both within the confines of fiction and in the vast expanse of reality. In conclusion, an author writes a cursed story. The curse is so strong it consumes the author and he's getting trapped inside his own story. But he gets a chance to decide his character. The author chooses to be the villain who can never be defeated. He becomes the main character of the story as the villain, he corrupts good women into evil and makes them fight the hero and the heroines.
minatoflash · 146.1K Views
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