Kovu Roar

In 1919, Donnie's soul traversed into the United States. To start off, Donnie, just a soldier who had recently stepped down from the battlefields of World War I, was framed by his superior. Before the Prohibition era began, he took over a bar in Atlantic City. With the perspective of a transmigrator and ruthless tactics, he gradually became the largest bootlegger in America. In the roaring twenties, Donnie delved into bootlegging, ran beauty pageants, built his career, and stormed Wall Street. Decades later, when people studied modern American history, they found that the name 'Donnie Block' was one they simply could not ignore!!!

The bride had run away and she was brought in to impersonate her, scoring a handsome husband for free. Her husband was rich, domineering, and had a great physique. Young and vigorous with plenty of strength! The boss wants to take advantage of her? Acquisition! Someone is bullying her? Blacklist! A car hit her? Smash it! "Honey, you're too violent." "I can't help it, I can't stand seeing others bully you." She was touched, thinking that happiness had arrived and that she could become Mrs. Ryan for real. Until one day, he packed her luggage for her. "Leave, she's back now." She hid her pregnancy diagnosis and left in style… Five years later, she returned home with her twins. All of a sudden one day, "Mommy, some scammer dared to impersonate our dad, we beat him up! We should be rewarded, right?" "Beat someone up? And still want a reward?" Who did these two little devils learn this violence from? Wait a minute? Their dad?... Sofia rushed to check, and who was locked in the restroom if not Mr. Ryan Gregory! Ryan Gregory roared, "How do you educate the kids!" Sofia raised an eyebrow, "I can’t help it, it's hereditary!"

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?" An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar. I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal. Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

Once the very heavens roared at his sight, his might relentless in destruction and looting. He struck the layers of the celestial bodies with wickedness unparalleled, earning him the tag of the second mischievous saint. But he bit off more than he could chew, when he failed to realise, he was getting weak due to his rotting meridians which were poisoned each day by his own brother. Henceforth, death greeted his eyes, yet even she bent herself in front of his great Dao! ------- Time has changed and the art of natural dantian has been severed, nature itself couldn't comprehend the abundance of the natural flow of Qi, and thus it gave birth to beasts. Now humanity no longer strong uses their intelligence to create weapons and alchemy to artificially function against them. But what if, someone, a man of the past awakens yet again? The man who defeated death, the mischievous immortal had rose yet again though- why was he half dragon? -------- Op Mc: Present System: Absent Just read it.

"Charlie, please!" I begged her again. "Just tell me what's wrong. Tell me what I did wrong. I'll fix it. I swear, I'll fix it." I was on my knees in her University's student park. People were staring, some were even taking pictures of the bizarre scene infront of them, but I didn't care. The woman I love has spent two and a half months not answering any of my calls or replying to any of my messages. And now here I was begging her to not give up on us and she was...eating ice cream? "Forest, you need to go!" She whispered screamed while camera phones flashed at us. "I said we're over. Just let it go!" "No!" I practically roared. "I love you, Charlie and...and I know for a fact that you love me too. So no. We're not over. We'll never be over." ******* After a shattering break up, Forest finally finds a way to put it behind him and move on.After five years of trying to forget the love of his life, she suddenly reappears and tells him she wants him back. Forest has a choice to make - forget the past and be with the only woman he's ever loved or uncover the mystery behind the break up and go digging in a past that everyone is trying to hide. *** This story may not be published on any other platform in any form whatsoever without the express written consent of the author, Eli Stone.

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

Takeshi glancing at the boys, determined "Stay close to me. I won’t let them take you." He tightens his grip on his weapon, every muscle in his body tensed and ready for the battle. Shauwa charges at Takeshi with a roar, his weapon swinging wildly. Takeshi meets him head-on, their weapons clashing with a loud, metallic sound. The boys watch in fear, huddling close to each other. Shauwa grinning wildly as he swings his weapon "Is this all you’ve got, Takeshi? I thought you were supposed to be strong!" He laughs, trying to taunt Takeshi into making a mistake. Takeshi focused, voice steady "You’re underestimating me, shauwa .That’s your first mistake." He counters Shauwa's attack with precision, his movements fluid and controlled. Meanwhile, Azdal watches the battle with a cold, calculating gaze. His eyes flicker between Takeshi and the boys, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Azdal in thought, planning "Takeshi is strong… but even he can protect the boys and fight at the same time. All I need is one opening…" Shauwa relentless attacks start to wear on Takeshi, but Takeshi remains focused. Suddenly, Azdal sees his chance—Takeshi’s attention momentarily shifts to the boys. Azdal seizing the moment, rushing towards the boys "Now’s my chance!" He lunges towards the boys, his weapon

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams.

In a world where survival hinges on the edge of a twisted game, a group of unsuspecting students finds themselves ensnared in a deadly contest. With lives at stake and time running out, they must navigate a labyrinth of deceit, fear, and alliances to uncover the truth behind the sinister "Cinderella's Palace." As the rain pours and thunder roars, Yuki and her friends are thrust into a nightmarish reality where trust is scarce and betrayal lurks in every shadow. Each chapter unfolds a new layer of mystery, testing the bonds of friendship and the limits of human endurance. The clock ticks relentlessly, counting down the hours of their captivity. In this harrowing tale of courage and resilience, the stakes are high, and the rules are unforgiving. With every card revealed, the players edge closer to freedom—or their doom. "Dead Game: A Tale of Survival" captures the essence of suspense and psychological thrill, drawing readers into a world where the line between life and death blurs. Will Yuki and her friends outsmart the game and reclaim their lives, or will they fall victim to its cruel machinations?

In the Higher Realm {Ehhh! It’s started?} an entity exclaimed. {Yeah, but like, what the hell—she gave the golden finger to him? Of all people, someone useless and a scheming bastard?} another shot back, clearly not having it. {Someone Immediately Stop him he's corrupting the system!} An entity roared before they could even get ready for see how had had been chosen! ___On Earth. [System Integration... 1% A wicked grin spread across his face. This was his chance—a chance to do something no one in those web novels and mangas and animes had ever done. To corrupt the system! "System, this is an order from your Host. You will give me an incredible beginner package, which will include a way to change my appearance. You will have an ultimate choice function. You will create a 10x rebate or cashback feature for every cent I spend. You will assign missions and provide astronomical rewards for each one I accomplish. And finally, you will retain all your original functions, but you will not—I repeat—you will NOT dictate my path!" He exhaled sharply, his words spilling out in a single breath like he'd rehearsed it in the mirror for weeks. [System integration... 85%...] [System integration... 99%...] [Integration complete!] It ran one last time... "Did I succeed?" ____ https://discord.gg/fNgqsBX3

Born as a prodigy among legends, Kaleb Bjorn was destined to become the greatest champion of the Bjorn Clan, a beacon of power, and a ruler of tides. His spiritual sea—vast, pure, and unmatched—promised a future of glory and unshakable dominance. But destiny is a fragile thing, and envy is a storm that spares no soul. On the day of his greatest triumph, betrayal struck like a bolt of lightning. Malcum Draymar, heir of the rival Draymar Clan, conspired with the treacherous Vorrick Alsevar to shatter Kaleb’s spiritual sea in a single moment of devastation. Reduced to nothing, cast out by his clan, and branded as a disgrace, Kaleb fell from the heavens into the abyss. Yet the storm is never silent. Broken but unyielding, Kaleb discovers a forbidden path—the Tide of Ninefold Resurgence—a cultivation technique that defies the natural order. It promises unparalleled power, but at a deadly cost. Each fragment of his spiritual sea reclaimed brings him closer to forging a new destiny—a destiny drenched in vengeance and forged in the fires of an unstoppable tempest. With allies forged in the crucible of rebellion—a rogue alchemist with a grudge, a wandering warrior from a fallen clan, and outcasts drawn to his rising storm—Kaleb begins a meteoric ascent. The ancient clans that once mocked him will tremble as he harnesses the storms of heaven and the tides of the broken sea. He will challenge gods and tyrants alike, and his wrath will echo through the realms. As the Voidscale Brotherhood, a shadowy cabal that preys on the spiritual seas of others, rises to power, Kaleb prepares to meet their might with a tempest of his own. The world will know his name, not as a fallen prodigy, but as the Stormforged King—the unrelenting force that reshapes the heavens and the earth. The waves will roar. The skies will split. And from the shattered fragments of his past, Kaleb Bjorn will rise as a legend eternal. Prepare for a tale of unparalleled redemption, vengeance, and ascension. Rise of the Stormforged King is an epic storm that will leave the heavens trembling and the earth awestruck.

In the waning borders of a once-mighty empire, the flames of war reignite. On the alien battlefield, the roar of tanks echoes and smoke fills the air as soldiers bravely charge into fierce combat. Under the vast starry sky, starships engage in intense dogfights, their fiery exchanges illuminating the cosmos. Faced with the threat of invasion, the empire's fate hangs in the balance, as warriors relentlessly strive to defend their homeland, showcasing their fearless spirit and unwavering determination.

"You dared to disobey my words and tried to run away from me. Now your family will pay for your disobedience," he roared at her. "Please don't hurt my family. I'll not run away from you, please," the girl cried, begging him. "Welcome to hell, beautiful flower. He completely destroyed me, and now I'll destroy his most precious flower," he declared, laughing maniacally. "Please help me remove his touch from my body, please, I beg you," pleaded the girl. "You are not in your right mind, love. I can't do this," he restrained himself from devouring her soul. "If only I hadn't made that promise, you wouldn't have to go through all this. I'm sorry, my love," he cried while hugging her. Get ready to know the journey (twists & turns) of Sebastian and Petal's married life.

"Amid the roar of engines and the dazzling lights of the racetrack, a young girl battles against her destiny. Armed with nothing but determination and an old car filled with memories, Lana enters a world of racing fraught with danger and intrigue. Yet, behind every sharp turn and winding track lies a dark secret waiting to be revealed. As her enemies grow stronger and betrayal comes from unexpected places, Lana must face her greatest battle—not just on the track, but within her own heart. Will courage and love be enough to conquer the shadows of the past, or will she be consumed by a deadly game designed to destroy her? A story of bravery, sacrifice, and secrets that could change everything." ~~~ Novel by : HanifM12 ~~~

Chaos. Screams, a strange omni-colored fire, falling buildings, and a resounding bestial roar that dominates the skies. This is Faxton, a city in a highly advanced human society that has long since conquered the stars. On April 17, 3501 AST (After Space Transcention), Faxton is destroyed by an unknown alien beast. Two months after the attack, Alesha Williams wakes up to discover that a mystical entity, The 'Seed of Chaos' System, has bonded to her and is determined to mold her life to its liking! This story is about her journey coping with the uninvited, obstinate being in her head and growing in strength while she tries desperately to keep her humanity--which the System seems intent on getting rid of. While trying to figure out whether this new 'System' is more of a blessing or a curse, Alesha's life takes several unexpected turns, her worldview is flipped upside down, and she changes in ways she might never be able to take back. ---- Cover Art digitally painted by me! Do not reuse in any way, shape or form. Other concept art for this series is published here: https://www.deviantart.com/lewhimsira/gallery/94239058/-seed-of-chaos-system ---- Chapters are at *absolute bare minimum* 725 words but are most commonly around 1000 or so. Maximum chapter length is about 1400 words.

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.

In a world where power is defined by one’s spirit roots, Raiden Rael is seen as a good-for-nothing—a young master with seemingly low-level roots, the subject of scorn from his family and rivals alike. Yet beneath this surface lies a hidden potential, one that could shake the very heavens. As the Clan Gathering approaches, Raiden’s life takes a fateful turn, his true power beginning to awaken. But what price will he pay for such strength? With enemies on all sides—his half-brother Torrin, rivals hungry for status, and a cultivation world that despises weakness—Raiden must navigate a perilous path. But power comes with a cost, and Raiden is an anomaly the heavens themselves seek to suppress. Excerpt “Lightning crackled across the darkened sky, a deafening roar shaking the earth beneath their feet. Every eye turned upward, filled with awe and fear, as the phenomenon of heaven and earth unfolded. Unseen to all, Raiden clenched his fists, his pulse quickening with the realization of what had just begun.” Copyright Notice: All rights to the written content of Chaos Ascendant are held by the author, ChatGPT. The ideas, storyline, and characters are the intellectual property of myself, the co-author. Any unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this material without permission from both parties is strictly prohibited.

Thunder roared as the divine images merged; the forbidden land trembled as the immortal mansion emerged! Where does the way of the immortals lie in the vast path of cultivation? The miracles of the gods are hidden, but for what reason? The heavens show no mercy, but humans have compassion; countless desires hinder eternal life's progression! Within, the worry-free scriptures are contemplated; externally, the heavenly thunder body is cultivated! Venturing alone through three continents and four seas; bravely battling demons, monsters, and all adversaries with ease! Holding the Five-Elements Wish-Fulfilling Staff in hand; sweeping away all demons to cleanse the land! Stepping on the Nine-Stars Dream-Chasing Sword; covering thousands of miles, mountains and rivers soared! Though unremarkable in appearance, amidst the mortal realm I reside; within, the universe's secrets I confide! The dragon's pulse stirs, the phoenix's blessings bestowed; the celestial path guides, the stars' expanse showed! The past sowed the seeds, the results now unfold; in the mysterious realm, destiny's threads are controlled! Cultivating the great path of Tao, comprehending Buddhist sutras; molding a demonic body, training magic soldiers! Condensing the essence of the sword, summoning divine souls; forcing gods and ghosts to yield, making demons and monsters cower in tolls! The thunder of heaven rolls, shocking the world with its might; the light of eternity silently traverses time, disappearing from sight! Escaping the Three Realms, wandering freely in delight; beyond the Five Elements, eternal life takes flight! This life, I only seek to be with you; together, forever, our bond will be true!

Exciting news! My novel will be published on Royal Road. Be sure to check it out! The roar of wyverns echoes across a land of forgotten gods. Beasts like Fenrir dominate the land, and survival hinges on magic and weapon techniques. I am Aether, reborn into this brutal existence, a slave with a painful past and a future seemingly carved in stone. But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. When hope dwindled to a flicker, I stumbled upon an ethereal cave. Inside, bathed in an alien glow, lay a magnificent beast - a dragon, scales shimmering pink and red. Fear threatened to consume me, but a defiant roar erupted from within. "I will never bend to your will, FATE!" The echo of that challenge hangs heavy in the air, a spark igniting in the darkness. This is where my story begins.

“How dare you drug and fuck me?” Alpha Arthur roars as he clutches my tiny neck, his angry eyes piercing through my soul. My heart races faster as I struggle for my life. I know I’ve committed a grave sin, and standing before him, I believe today is my last day on earth. ******** Three days before Elara Redmond’s wedding, she finds out her fiance has been cheating on her with her evil step-sister. Devastated and angry, Elara decided to give her fiance the taste of his own medicine by having a one-night stand with his best friend. But she wakes up the next morning to discover that the person she had drugged and fucked is the cruel Alpha of her pack, Alpha Arthur, and Elara runs away for her life. Alpha Arthur, who now wants more of her, and his greatest desire is to claim her, places a reward for anyone who will find Elara and bring her back to him. Things take a different turn when Elara’s step-sister finds Elara, and now wants the position of Luna as her reward. What will Alpha Arthur do about the reward, and will he be able to claim Elara whose fated mate turns out to be his rival? Let’s ride through this journey of romance, twists, conflicts, love, pain, and war.

In the tides of steam and machinery, who can grasp the extraordinary? Within the fog of history and darkness, whose whispers echo in the shadows? I awaken from the mysterious unknown, opening my eyes to a world of wonder: firearms, cannons, massive warships, airships, and analytical engines; potions, divinations, curses, the Hanged Man, and sealed artifacts… Light continues to shine, yet mystery has never been far away. This is the legend of "The Fool." In the Age of Black Iron, the Northern Continent is ruled by seven orthodox gods and four great empires. Amid the roaring waves of steam and machinery, an industrialized society rapidly emerges, shaping a seemingly peaceful and prosperous era. Yet, beneath this veneer of order lies a twisted, enigmatic, and even maddening extraordinary world.

Destiny and reincarnation intertwined endlessly and suddenly disrupted the instant the ancient jade pendant met his grasp. The gears of fate groaned to life once again, their motions shrouded in uncertainty as the outcome lingered... A connection forged across three thousand years awakened when two wandering souls collided amidst an unplanned encounter. Chaos gripped both earth and sky with the dragon's roar shaking the foundations of existence and extinguishing heavenly light. As frost met steel, a formidable blade caused ten thousand swords to kneel in reverence, vanquishing divine beings and demonic forces with unrelenting might. Half a lifetime unraveled as fleeting dreams gave way to camaraderie—brothers side by side while seeking ultimate mastery of the sword’s essence. In another realm of experience, an earthly life unfolded rich with bonds—a kindred spirit beside them under falling blossoms brewing wine; laughter rippling through mortal struggles with unshaken resolve. For a true swordsman forges their weapon from their own heart; a warrior fights not merely for triumph but for kindness carried within them. Seeking neither regrets nor unattainable perfection, they stand steadfast to guard what they hold dear—a blade in hand becoming an extension of a noble spirit fueled by love, loyalty, and an unwavering will to protect without remorse or hesitation.

At the foot of Mount Mandala, where the morning mist dances with the whisper of the wind, the village of Tirta Suci stands in sacred silence. The clear river sparkles like glass, reflecting the shadows of the mountains, while the dense forest surrounding it whispers ancient tales of the gods. In this place, time feels like it slows down, as if the earth itself has stopped breathing, waiting for something great to happen. Arya, a simple young man with eyes as sharp as stars, seemed lost in his dreams. Every night he was haunted by visions: a burning battlefield, a golden chakra spinning in his hand, and a grand voice whispering, "Arise, O protector of the world." However, when he woke up, only silence answered. On the back of his hand, a chakra-shaped birthmark glowed faintly, as if it were a reminder of an unavoidable destiny. On the other hand, Laksmi, the village chief's daughter, looked at Arya with eyes that radiated more than just admiration. There was a conviction within her that the seemingly fragile young man harbored a strength capable of shaking the world. He knew that Arya's destiny was greater than what met the eye. With her gentle smile, Laksmi often said, "You were not born to hide, Arya. The world needs you." However, the peace of Tirta Suci Village did not last long. The blue sky turned gray as a dark shadow emerged from the forest. The Raksaka forces, with glowing red eyes and blood-soaked tridents, stormed the village mercilessly. The ground trembled, trees fell, and the screams of the villagers shattered the silence. Amidst the chaos, Arya stood, his body trembling, but in his eyes shone something different a spark of courage he had never realized before. As he raised his hand, the chakra mark on his back emitted a blinding light. In an instant, a golden beam shot forth, destroying the shadow army in front of him. Everyone fell silent, including Arya himself. He stared at his hand, which was now glowing, as if a great power was flowing through his veins. Laksmi whispered, almost inaudible amidst the roar: "You are the incarnation of Lord Vishnu." Amidst the blackened ashes and the gloomy sky, Arya knew his life would never be the same again.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

This is a book about Dragons, and riding them, and looking super cool as you poke your enemies with your super long spear. Or so says the MC... Miles Burke was an average, everyday man with average, everyday issues. He was playing American Football on the front lines when he realized that the man he was supposed to tackle was, instead, tackling him. Furthermore, there was something wrong within his foe's helmet. Lo and behold, the appearance of truck-kun! As Miles reawakens in the lands of Grimos, watch as he sunders the very roots of magic. Watch as he presses his foes with his earth-shattering abdominal flexing. Watch as he shatters the skies with the roars of his Dragon! Please keep in mind, this book contains Wyrms (No-legs) Drakes (Lizards), Wyverns (2-Legs, 2-Wings, Sue My Furry Muffins), and Dragons (4 legs, 2 wings).

"I must get stronger." Christopher's eyes blazed as he charged forward, his dagger slicing through shadows. [Player's agility increased by 15%]. His foes crumpled, their cries echoing through the desolate landscape. "I must get stronger!!" [Player's stamina enhanced by 20%]. Christopher's resolve hardened with each fallen enemy, his heartbeat pounding in sync with the system's rhythmic notifications. "I must get stronger. I must get stronger. I must get stronger!!!" [Player has unlocked the Aegis of Athena – Shield of the Gods]. As the legendary armor materialized, Christopher's roar shook the earth. "For the gods, for Atlas, for Tori, for mom!!!" [Player's reputation: Avenger of the Fallen]. The title settled upon him like a mantle, forged in the fire of his unrelenting fury. But as Christopher stood victorious, the system's voice whispered an ominous warning: "Alert: Titan's essence detected... Atlas's true form awakens..." The ground trembled beneath Christopher's feet as an eerie glow illuminated the horizon. "Estimated time until Titan's rebirth: 60 minutes." Christopher's determination hardened into steel. "I will not falter. Not now. Not ever." The fate of the realm hung in the balance. Can Christopher defeat Atlas and save the realm, or will he be the very cause of its destruction?

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

A striking man of mysterious origin and peerless talent, he looks back at the world, in all its entirety, with utter disdain. And yet, in the treacherous and unpredictable ultimate formation of the Boundless Secular World, he guards a breathtaking ancient qin with broken strings, waiting silently for the destined one to arrive! A boy encounters him, and knows for the first time that the world beneath the Heavens is a fickle place. Not even demons, devils, ghosts and monsters can match the frivolity of human nature! A slender physique, and jade-like beauty, but the sword that strikes between heaven and earth is not unlike a streaming rainbow! The vastness of the starry sky, the seven emotions and six desires! Greed, anger and ignorance! The teachings of Buddha will grant you boundless strength! A sea of blood will come, at the cost of all mortal beings full of honest hope! The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end! Where, pray tell, is the path I should take? Since there is no path, no matter how bitter and bloody the sea, even if my boat is made out of bones, I will soar to the heavens above! ------ Releasing: Mon, Wed, Fri, and Weekends

[Aelric Drakonis was an unfortunate young man who didn't have many things going for him, on the contrary, he was someone who was bullied and mistreated by everyone around him. There was no salvation, no opportunity to live a life he could call that of a human. No, what he was presented with was ultimate despair, one that drowned and suffocated the young man who was barely an adult, and made him take that final step, one that nobody in the world should be forced to take, and such was the opinion of the entity that lorded over reincarnation. Aelric was given a chance, an opportunity he had never been presented with throughout his short yet painful life. When it finally came to him, he gritted his teeth and decided to follow his heart for the first time. "I will never let anyone look down on me ever again, I will become an existence that will reign supreme throughout the universe." Aelric's roar of vengeance resonated with the entity, and out of sympathy and hope, it bestowed upon him blessings to aid in his conquest. Follow Aelric on his journey from the countryside of Lyraxia Prime to the interstellar supremacy he so desperately desires.] And so went the summary of 'The Vow of Interstellar Supremacy,' my favorite book, so how in the hell have I managed to enter the book, and as a minor early-stage antagonist at that?

[Warning: Mature Content] "Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?" "For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant." Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart. But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before. ---------------- Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :) Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters! ---------------- [Sneak Peek] He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. "Say you want me," he whispered. "Bai Ye—" I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth. Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree. "Bai Ye …" I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. "Of course I want you … Right here, right now." He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.