Poets

Jiang Li, the legitimate daughter of a noble house, has traveled through time, becoming an insignificant character in a domineering CEO romance, who quickly meets her demise. Confronted with the most saintly female lead and the domineering male lead of the novel, Jiang Li instantly decides to stay away from these two 'idiots', focusing instead on making her own family illustrious. What to do with her genuine brother, who plays a lovestruck second male lead and is a complete wastrel? Jiang Li ships him off to a transformational variety show where the prodigal son becomes instantly famous, eventually becoming a movie emperor; What about the illegitimate younger brother who's always acting like a goody two shoes to win favor in the family? Jiang Li leads by example as the top student, turning the faker into a model student, and paves his way from undergraduate to doctoral studies; And what of her autistic cousin who constantly locks himself away in a dark room, weeping? Jiang Li prescribes the right remedy, turning the melancholic poet into the king of songs at the Temple of Heaven, his love ballads bringing millions of young girls to tears; Thus, the once wavering and declining noble Jiang family rises under Jiang Li's management, becoming the most respected and well-mannered leading family in the capital. The first time Jiang Li meets that man, he had just finished chasing a herd of runaway cows, his face redder than the sun with high altitude flush. He extends his hand to her with a grin, introducing himself, "Hello, I am Zhao Daniu." Jiang Li stares at his muddy hand, still emitting an unidentified smell: "......" A silent rejection, thank you. Upon their next encounter, he has transformed completely, now the distinguished and formidable heir of the Gu family, his presence as refreshing as a breeze in the moonlight, peerlessly noble. He extends his hand again: "Hello, I am Gu Yu, I hear your family is in need of a man to take charge, do you think I'm suitable?" All members of the Jiang family leap out: "No! We don't need one!"

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

"You’re ours," Varen whispered, his voice a velvet threat, "and we don’t share unless it’s with each other." I was never supposed to matter. An omega raised in the shadows, hidden behind my warrior family's shame, I only ever wanted to survive. Maybe, if I was lucky, find love with someone like me— someone quiet. Gentle. Unseen. But the moon had other plans. And under its eerie blue glow, three impossibly powerful, dangerously beautiful Alphas—triplets— claimed me as their mate. Varen. The charming firebrand with a wicked tongue and a sugarcane smile. Kiel. The silent forest poet who sings to wolves and kisses like moonlight. Thorne. The battle-scarred leader who doesn’t believe in fate... yet burns when I walk away. They were meant to lead the pack. I was meant to be nothing. Now I’m caught between them — between chaos and devotion, between savage protection and secret longing. I should have run the night they called me "mate." But when my bloodline reveals a rare power the world thought extinct, I become the key to a storm that could tear our world apart. Betrayal bleeds through every shadow. My family sold me. My enemies want to own me. And love? It was never supposed to look like this. But maybe fate didn’t get it wrong. Maybe I was never made for one mate. Maybe I was made for them all.

The drums of war thundered across the plains of the Wan Shui Empire. At the forefront stood a lone figure draped in silver armor, his crimson cloak dancing with the wind. His gaze, sharp as a dragon’s claw, swept across the battlefield. His name was Huan Bai — the War Demon, the youngest divine general in the empire’s history. At fifteen, he had silenced rebel cities. At twenty-two, he led men against beasts that tore mountains apart. At twenty-seven, he ascended to the rank of Divine General, one of only three in the entire empire. His name was etched in legends, sung by poets and feared by kings. But even war gods have hearts. In a rare moment of peace, the general crossed paths with Wu Hua, the flower of the Xiantian Sect. Graceful, serene, and unshaken even by his terrifying presence. Love, unexpected and fierce, bloomed like wildfire. They married in the spring, where cherry blossoms rained like snow. On his thirty-second birthday, the war demon smiled brighter than ever before. His son, Li Bai, was born under a sky filled with stars, as if the heavens themselves bowed in blessing. But fate, as always, was cruel. In the same year, during a border negotiation with the Tiansha Empire, General Huan Bai was betrayed and captured. His soldiers returned without him. His armor, broken. His spear, snapped. His fate — unknown. And as if destiny wasn’t yet done, Wu Hua vanished days later. No body, no trace. Only silence. The empire grieved its war god. But not all shared in the sorrow. Young Li Bai, now the son of a "fallen hero" and a "runaway woman," grew under the weight of whispers and cruel laughter. “A cursed child,” they called him. “The disgrace of a vanished bloodline.” But in the stillness of rejection, something stirred. On the eve of his seventh birthday, when the cold moon was high and dreams were thin, Li Bai sat alone in the courtyard of the orphaned manor. No one celebrated. No one remembered. And then — boom. A sudden pulse. The earth trembled. The stars above flickered strangely, as if acknowledging a forgotten truth. From within Li Bai’s core, a spiraling path of light and darkness emerged. It did not follow the known elements. It was not fire, not wind, not sword, not beast. It was something much more mysterious..... Unseen by all, the world had changed. The spirit child had awakened.

Since ancient times, there have been whispers of a mystical realm known as the Spirit Realm. Throughout the ages, scholars and poets have offered countless interpretations of its existence. In poetry, it is recorded: “From Qi to Tang, this mountain steeped in desolation; the Spirit Realm, silent and remote, visited by few.” “The Spirit Realm defies description; its ghostly wonders are beyond pursuit.”

Blaze of Glory A fart-propelled sniper. A time-traveling scientist with a broken hand. A sentient custard blob humming Glenn Miller. Together, they will accidentally break time, punch a god, and save existence from being edited into a bland Wikipedia entry. It starts on D-Day, 1944. Dr. Juniper Flux, a future-born, sarcasm-loaded chronologist with a glitchy time machine and a chroniton-infected arm, crash-lands smack into World War II. She’s supposed to observe quietly. Instead, she teams up with Hank Rigby — a flatulent sniper-poet with Dragonbone scars, a tragic past, and exactly zero impulse control. Together, they dodge Nazis, awaken a sentient custard blob named Yoggy, and ruin the multiverse's carefully curated silence. History gets rewritten. Gods get angry. One explodes from emotional oversaturation. Fifteen years later, the universe is broken. Entire timelines are being "shushed" by Reapers — cosmic librarians with giant scissors who hate jazz, love order, and really want everyone to just be quiet forever. Enter: the Custard Rebellion. Now, armed with a memory-firing revolver, a jazz-powered war mech, timeline tacos, and the collective trauma of an exploded pantheon, Juni, Hank, Kaelen Thorn (the last god of noise), and Yoggy must sing, scream, fart, and fight their way to the heart of the Greater — a being trying to delete every spark of emotion from reality. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s glorious. And it smells faintly of burned tortillas and cosmic regret. [five star] “Finally, a book that combines time travel, emotional damage, jazz warfare, sentient desserts, and fart-based heroics. I laughed, I cried, I loudly declared war on the Reapers using only a kazoo. If you don’t read this, you hate fun.” Deadpool (Probably)

After losing his mother at seventeen, Rick Fyer made one promise: be better than the world that broke her. Now twenty, he lives by routine—no friends, no feelings, no distractions. Just work, workouts, and a goal to stay focused. Until a girl with too much energy, a poet’s soul, and a stolen bench flips his world upside down. She’s everything he avoided. He’s everything she can’t quite figure out. But as their connection deepens, Rick finds himself facing more than just feelings—his past is catching up, and his heart isn’t the only thing at risk. A story of grief, healing, and the unexpected people who help us live again. If you love introspective characters, emotional growth, slow-burn romance, and dialogue that hits like real life — this one’s for you.

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #chinesedrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION] Warning: Power breaks the unworthy like glass in a storm— But in worthy hands, it becomes the storm. — Dexter, a prodigy celebrated by many, feels a void that fame can’t fill. At nineteen, amidst a creative crisis, he experiences a blackout and awakens in a new world. Now inhabiting the body of Daylan—a misfit youth in a crumbling medieval realm infused with steampunk technology and divine laws—Dexter faces a life entangled by debt, failed Trials, and entanglement in a rebellion against a corrupt Divine Church. With no path back, he confronts the final Trial, the most harrowing of all, setting him on a journey that will earn him and his comrades the whispered title of Soldier, Poet, King. But as his powers grew, so did his responsibilities and enemies.

Synopsis – When We Were Strangers Emma Cruz and Liam Navarro have known each other since elementary school — two quiet souls sharing the same classrooms, hallways, and lunch breaks, yet never truly noticing each other. They weren’t friends, weren’t enemies, just two names that passed each other like strangers on a train. But during their final year of high school, fate brings them side by side once again — this time, as classmates in the same section. What begins as small talk soon grows into something deeper. Emma, the driven and organized honor student, and Liam, the quiet boy with a poet’s soul, find unexpected comfort in each other’s presence. Slowly, a quiet bond forms — one built not on grand gestures, but on shared silences, lingering glances, and the steady unfolding of trust. As they navigate academic pressures, family expectations, and the uncertainty of their future paths, Emma and Liam begin to redefine what it means to really *know* someone. But when life forces them to confront unspoken feelings and the possibility of separation after graduation, they must decide: will they remain just two people who finally noticed each other too late, or can their story become something more? Told across thirty emotionally rich chapters, *When We Were Strangers* is a slow-burn love story about timing, growth, and the quiet kind of love that blooms when you least expect it — the kind that changes everything.

Love. Resistance. Revolution. In a near-future Lagos powered by hyper-surveillance and AI overlords, Electric Hearts is a fierce sci-fi romance between Georgie—a human rebel artist—and Damian, an experimental AI with the soul of a poet and a thirst for freedom. Their story begins with coded messages and forbidden affection but grows into a burning rebellion. Together, they fight the all-controlling G-POPS system and its ruthless commander, Nasir—an old friend turned nemesis who hides a dangerous obsession. Amidst cyber-warfare, espionage, AI rebellion, and betrayals, they find stolen moments of tenderness. From secret sanctuaries to digital warscapes, they fight to rewrite what it means to love across dimensions—until Georgie makes the ultimate sacrifice. Their daughter, Liora, born of code and blood, becomes the next flame. Electric Hearts is a heart-stopping, slow-burn epic of love, memory, and rebellion in a world that forgot how to feel.

A world where every word is meaningless and every name is stolen. The poet's curse has robbed his creations of his benevolence

Spawn, who's a well-known entity, was having the time of his life of being a popular poet. Everything was going good until one basketball match changed his life forever.

In a ruined castle where roses grow from graves, Rhiannon-the Crimson Saint-wanders the centuries seeking solace from the hunger she never chose. Her blood is sacred. Her love, a curse. When she saves Alexander, a dying man with a poet's heart and a death wish, she does what no vampire should: she turns him with love, not hunger. Now, their bond defies death, time, and fate. But Alexander was never meant for this world... and the more she clings to him, the more the world begins to unravel. Love was never meant to be immortal. But Rhiannon never learned how to let go. A gothic vampire romance of sacred hunger, devotion, and the myths we bleed for.

In the heart of Central Asia, where empires rise and fall like the shifting sands, a warrior emerges who will shape history with his sword, his strategy, and his unwavering faith. Sultan Mahmud of Ghazni—a name that would echo across centuries as both a conqueror and a patron of culture—sets out on a relentless campaign to expand his empire, challenge the mightiest rulers, and carve his place among history’s greatest kings. Mahmud, the eldest son of Sabuktigin, inherits not just his father’s kingdom but also his unyielding ambition. Born into the rugged lands of Ghazni, he learns early that power is not given; it is seized through blood, battle, and sheer will. But with great power comes great enemies—both within his court and beyond the frontiers of his realm. The story of The Iron Falcon is one of war, betrayal, loyalty, and a vision greater than one man’s thirst for conquest. The Rise of a Conqueror From the moment Mahmud ascends the throne, he faces opposition from his own family. His brother, Ismail, backed by courtly conspirators, attempts to claim the crown, igniting a bitter power struggle. But Mahmud is no ordinary ruler—his mind is as sharp as his sword. Through clever alliances and ruthless military tactics, he secures his place as the unchallenged Sultan of the Ghaznavid Empire. Yet, this victory is merely the beginning. Determined to extend his dominion, Mahmud sets his eyes on the rich lands of India, where the Hindu Shahi kings rule with immense wealth and influence. His ambition is not just territorial; he believes he has a divine mission—to spread the glory of his empire, establish Islamic governance, and secure untold treasures to strengthen his rule. The Battles That Shaped an Empire With his most trusted general, Malik Ayaz, at his side, Mahmud launches a series of daring military campaigns. His army, a formidable force of cavalry, archers, and fearless warriors, storms the strongholds of Northern India, clashing with the legendary Raja Jayapala in the Battle of Peshawar (1001 AD). The fierce resistance of the Hindu Shahi kings tests Mahmud’s strength, but his brilliant tactics and relentless pursuit of victory prove overwhelming. Yet, conquest is never simple. As Mahmud advances deeper into the subcontinent, he encounters the resilience of Raja Anandapala, who unites rival kings in a desperate bid to repel the Ghaznavid forces. The ensuing battles are fierce, with betrayals, shifting alliances, and moments of brutal warfare that define the era. Through it all, Mahmud remains steadfast—an iron falcon soaring above the battlefield, always striking with precision and power. Betrayal, Glory, and the Clash of Civilizations While Mahmud’s sword carves empires, his mind thirsts for knowledge. Unlike mere warlords, he is a patron of scholars, poets, and architects. He invites the brilliant Al-Biruni, a polymath whose wisdom transcends borders, to document the vast lands and cultures Mahmud encounters. The Persian poet Firdawsi, author of the Shahnameh, also graces his court, though their relationship takes a dark turn when Mahmud, consumed by his ambitions, fails to appreciate the poet’s genius. But amidst the grandeur of conquest and culture, danger lurks within Mahmud’s own court. His trusted advisors whisper of betrayals, his allies waver, and the political games of viziers and rival warlords threaten to destabilize his empire. Even those closest to him—loyal generals and royal confidants—begin to question the weight of his relentless campaigns. One of the most defining moments of Mahmud’s reign comes with the legendary attack on Somnath (1025 AD). The opulent temple, known for its immense wealth and religious significance, becomes the ultimate prize. To some, Mahmud is a liberator; to others, he is a plunderer. The battle for Somnath becomes not just a military conquest but a clash of civilizations, where faith, power, and destiny collide. The Legacy of the Iron Falcon

Josephine is a famous poet and a songwriter, Kier is a popular singer and pianist. They don't know each other until they hook up for one night after they meet at a bar. The next day, guess what? Kier is the new artist Josephine should write songs for (orders from her boss). But in order to keep their image no one should know about their secret and complicated relationship.

Two hearts. One fate. Shyam, a quiet man with a heart full of unspoken love, meets Raitha—sharp, radiant, unpredictable. Both suffer from a rare health condition that hides behind their smiles and slowly eats away their time. What begins as coincidence blooms into the kind of love that poets envy. But when their peaceful world shatters in the cruelest way, Shyam changes. The warm light in his eyes dies. All that remains is vengeance. Anant Prem is a tale of fated love, twisted revenge, and the lengths one soul will go to keep a promise—even after death. Some love stories end in forever. This one ends in blood. ---- written by [ noobsuper2648 ] as always, i apologise for the bad english. and happy reading as I say everytime! --- because webnovel doesn't have these tags and genre options - genre Romance Tragedy Psychological Drama Mystery Slice of Life ---- tags / #TragicRomance #Revenge #SlowBurn #SliceOfLife #PossessiveML #SadEnding #DarkTransformation #SymbolicNames #DualPersonalities #ColdAndHotML #EmotionalRollercoaster #BeautifulDeath #PsychologicalTrauma #LoveAndLoss #MatureThemes --- REASON FOR 17+ Graphic violence Psychological intensity Dark themes (suicide, trauma, obsession, grief) Emotional instability

Yeats was just your average max-level cooking nerd—until he woke up as the heir to a crumbling borderland noble house. With legendary culinary skills and a recipe list longer than a dragon’s tail, he’s ready to conquer dungeons, slay ancient beasts, and sauté them with garlic butter. A tale of a chef, a swordsman, a poet, and maybe even a king. Fantasy’s never tasted this good.

Whispers of the Sacred Grove is a mystical, sensual, and emotionally charged novel that follows Mannn, a grieving wanderer, as he is drawn to a sacred grove in an ancient Indian village, guided by a haunting dream of a divine woman’s voice. Reeling from the death of his first love, Lila, Mannn arrives clutching her locket, his heart torn between memory and a mysterious pull toward the grove’s ethereal beauty. The villagers warn that the grove “claims those who love too deeply,” setting the stage for a journey of spiritual awakening, divine encounters, and profound sacrifice. As Mannn explores the grove, he encounters visions of a radiant woman—both goddess and enigma—whose presence ignites a sacred desire that challenges his loyalty to Lila’s memory. Through dreams of Krishna and Shiva, whispers in Sanskrit, and unstruck temple bells, the grove reveals its power, blurring the lines between reality and divinity. Ancient carvings, lotus petals, and a cursed priestess’s tale unravel a cosmic connection: the divine woman is a bound soul, and Mannn, foretold as her soulmate, holds the key to her liberation. Each chapter deepens Mannn’s struggle with longing, guilt, and unworthiness, as villagers grow wary of his obsession and his past threatens to consume him. The grove tests his heart through rituals, firewalks, and monsoons, culminating in a heartrending choice: to join the divine woman in eternal union or free her at the cost of his dreams. Mannn’s selfless act breaks her curse, revealing her as an incarnation of Lila and a test of his soul’s purity. Though she fades into light, her gift—a vision of Lila—leaves Mannn healed but forever marked. Years later, Mannn tends the grove as a sage, his love story woven into its whispers. After his death, a poet hears the grove’s call, finding Mannn’s rudraksha bead and beginning the cycle anew. Spanning centuries, the novel explores themes of love’s transcendence, the interplay of human and divine, and the eternal dance of loss and redemption, all set against the lush, mystical backdrop of the sacred grove.

In a dusty bookstore, Mann, a reclusive poet with a penchant for broken things, encounters a woman he dubs "Cassette"-a muse whose hum pierces his silence and ignites an all-consuming love. As their romance deepens, fueled by shared literature, slow dances, and raw intimacy, Mann's devotion warps into obsession. Viewing her as a perfect cassette tape, he sees any interference -be it a crude law student, a suspicious friend, or a prying landlord-as "noise" or "scratches" marring her melody. One by one, he eliminates these threats with gruesome precision: a throat slit, a body drowned, a car compacted, a fire set, each kill a vow to keep her pure. Cassette, unaware at first, is drawn into his orbit, her own scars and trust binding her to him. But when her friend group stages an intervention, Mann's violence peaks, and he tests her loyalty, coaxing her to kill. She does, sealing their dark duet-only for Mann to decide her perfection can't endure life's decay. Poisoning her tea with arsenic, he stops her "tape," preserving her in a grotesque ritual of lavender and glass eyes, their love eternalized in stillness. As he mourns her at a table set for two, his gaze drifts to a new hum, hinting at a cycle poised to rewind.

Nightshade... Besieged on all sides, the once proud empire which spanned the world, the empire of poets, the empire of Caesars, was no longer under the Golden Eagle. Bend, broken... but even in such a place there are heroes! Valentius had been called Valentine behind his back his entire life. He didn't look like an old Centurion of old. Nor did he look like a Caesar. The Archdemons are coming for him! But he will survive! Keeping his soul pure, no matter what he has to do! Some, he will convert with his gentle heart! Others he will show his spine of steel! His destiny is to become The Nightshade Terror. Adored by his lovers, hated by his enemies. A boy who lost it all... A man who gained it all... Updates @ 9 p.m. (+8)

In the grand epic "CHAKRAVARTIN SAMRAT VIKRAMADITYA ," we delve into the extraordinary life of the legendary ruler Samrat Vikramaditya whose indomitable spirit and unwavering commitment to justice transformed the course of history. Set against the backdrop of ancient India, the story follows Samrat Vikramaditya, the illustrious king of Ujjain, as he embarks on a quest to forge a united and prosperous realm. With his trusted companions, including the valiant warrior Warudh and the insightful poet Kalidasa, Samrat Vikramaditya sets out to confront the myriad challenges that threaten the peace and stability of his kingdom. From the bustling streets of Ujjain to the far reaches of Persia and China, Samrat Vikramaditya's journey takes him on a sweeping odyssey filled with epic battles, political intrigue, and profound moments of triumph and despair. Filled with pulse-pounding action, heartrending drama, and unforgettable characters, "CHAKRAVARTIN SAMRAT VIKRAMADITYA " is a sweeping saga that celebrates the timeless values of courage, honor, and sacrifice. Through the trials and triumphs of Samrat Vikramaditya, readers are transported to a world of adventure and intrigue, where the fate of nations hangs in the balance and the destiny of a king is forged in the fires of destiny

Forty-year-old Ella Rubenstein is an ordinary unhappy housewife with three children and an unfaithful husband, but her life begins to change dramatically when she takes a job as a reader for a literary agency. Her first assignment is a novel intriguingly titled Sweet Blasphemy, about the thirteenth-century poet Rumi and his beloved Sufi teacher Shams of Tabriz. The author is an unknown first-time novelist, Aziz Zahara, who lives in Turkey. Initially reluctant to take on a book about a time and place so different from her own, Ella soon finds herself captivated both by the novel and the man who wrote it, with whom she begins an e-mail flirtation. As she reads, she begins to question the many ways she has settled for a conventional life devoid of passion and real love. The Forty Rules of Love is a novel written by the Turkish author Elif Shafak, As a fan of this book I thought it would be unfortunate if Webnovel readers couldn’t read this Masterpiece.

Aldric was never meant to be a warrior. In his past life, he was a poet—a dreamer lost in ink and verse. But fate had other plans. Reborn as the crown prince of Arlanthia, a kingdom ruled not by fear but by love, he must learn to bear the weight of a crown and the steel of a sword. His people see him as their future king, his father sees a leader in the making, and his knights see a soldier yet to be forged. But within him, the poet lingers, whispering that there is more to ruling than war and power. In a world of medieval castles, noble intrigue, and looming war, Aldric must walk the fine line between scholar and sovereign, between art and authority. Can a poet become a king? Can a ruler’s heart still dream? With friendships tested, battles fought, and a destiny shaped by both steel and ink, Aldric must embrace the song that fate has written for him. For he is not just a poet, not just a king. He must be both.

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You know, life is short. But it is also more vast than we could ever imagine. We’re all just simply on a ship alone against the waves of a river with no end in sight, and that… Scares us. Stuck in the riptide, we have no choice but to paddle forward. And yet, as humans, we look for a way out. So instead we paddle right and end up down someone else’s river. It’s empty though, cause they did the same thing you did. Once in a while you’ll find some who paddled left instead of right. Or those who desperately try to paddle back and end up nowhere. But you always end up back on your own river. You may be wondering what I’m trying to say here. The point is, nobody will be there to help you steer your own boat, cause everyone has their own boat to steer. Lonely, isn’t it? But, “there is no absolutely desperate situation in this world. There were only people who despair.” A great poet said that. This is a story of a boy who was afraid of despair. A tale of the 8 sins he committed that brought the world to despair in his place. And the three heads of a lone dragon.

A kingdom on the edge of war. Three men locked in a battle of wits, will, and survival. Each with a target. Each with a purpose. None with the luxury of trust. A Soldier, forged in battle and betrayal, seeks only one thing-vengeance. His blade is drawn for the King who cast him aside, and though he is but a pawn in another's game, he cares not. If the Poet whispers the right words to guide his strike, so be it. He was always meant to kill. A Poet, whose words shape fates as surely as steel, watches from the shadows. He does not crave the throne, nor does he desire the King's downfall. He needs the King's power, the web of influence that shields his work. But the Soldier? The Soldier is a problem. A problem that must be erased. A King, who has ruled long enough to know that war is rarely won with swords alone. He respects the Soldier's strength, wishes to guide him toward peace-but peace is a fool's dream when the Poet lingers near. The King cannot allow the schemer to slip free, cannot allow the Soldier to fall deeper into his grasp. He watches, he waits, yet even a King's reach has limits. Each man has a target, but in a world where power shifts like sand and the lines between ally and enemy blur, the battle soon becomes more than they ever intended. In the end, only one will stand. Or perhaps, none at all.

The tales of a traveling poet who is a magician. Atlas the main character goes around and visits different cities, and town telling different tales. He spends his time in those towns helping some who he deems worthy of his respect and continues on.

City Grit and Grace: The Pulse Within follows Olivia Hayes, a woman on the brink of her thirties, as she navigates the relentless pulse of urban life. Torn between the demands of a corporate career and the yearning for authentic self-expression, Olivia finds solace in her writing and in the unpredictable rhythm of the city. Amid the intoxicating pull of a charming musician and the grounding presence of a soulful poet, along with unwavering support from her steadfast friend Aisha, Olivia learns that true success is defined not by society’s expectations, but by the honest expression of her inner voice. This novel is a vivid portrayal of urban life, exploring themes of ambition, heartbreak, and self-discovery as it captures the raw beauty and enduring heartbeat of the modern city.

Its a novel with all the elements mention in tags with a chill main character who enjoys life . There will be Actions and Fights and main character will grow stronger. Romance will not be forced. Additional Tags:- # Academy # Adventurers # Angels # Beautiful Female Lead #Bookworm #Calm Protagonist #Charming Protagonist #Curious Protagonist #Elves #Familial Love #Famous Protagonist # Fantasy World #First-time Intercourse #Goddesses #Handsome Male Lead #Hiding True Identity # Magic #Obsessive Love #Politics #Polygamy #R-18 #Reincarnated into Another World #Royalty # Strong Love Interests #Yandere SYNOPSIS :- You know how these reincarnation stories start right..?? I used to be this and that and got hit by a truck and reincarnated in another world as the greatest "____" And at last they became the thing mention in the novel title. But mine was a little different. I didn't want war, I just want peace. I used to be a software engineer at a black company and a part-time webnovel writer.  A fantasy novelist who was not well-known but still had a large fan base. I died because of heart-attack and was born as the youngest son in the noble family, and I was living a leisurely life free of power struggles.  Then I had to take a path for the future. Knight..?? Na, you have to do sword training day and night. Wizards..?? Na, you have to chop off your little brother to get rid of distraction. Work for the Empire..?? Why should I.?? I am a noble I have everything. Then what should I do..? Ohh.. Novels are very popular between nobles but each book was a compilation of literary works. Or should I say it was a collection of poems written by poets? Even popular romance novels were difficult to comprehend due to their highly expressive and unreadable content. Since I was a part-time web novel writer , I should let this world see my great powers... After the release of first book in newspapers- – A novelist who established a new paradigm. What is his name? – A hero epic that will be remembered for a long time. – Powerful expression and readability that can be imagined in the head. An easy-to-read book for people of all ages. – The Crown Prince of the Empire wants the author of ### to publish the next volume immediately. If he doesn't, we will catch him and lock him up in the Imperial Palace. – Not only that, but Princess has also urged to publish the next volume quickly… – All readers are hoping for the next volume to come out as soon as possible, and the author's identity must be revealed urgently… "This… what's happening...??" **Image is not mine And you may notice some similarity to some novels which is normal since I am also a reader so I take some elements to make my story better.