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Aikatsu Parade

Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Su Jie, capable of traveling between Blue Star and the Cultivation World, discovered that cultivation was just too difficult. Spirit Pills, Magic Artifacts, Pocket Worlds, and inherent comprehension—each was a mountain on the long road to immortality. Not until Su Jie found out that Demon Cultivators refined corpses by killing, extracted souls to cultivate fiends, and used fear as sustenance for their cultivation. Need souls to consecrate a Soul Summoning Banner? Get to know the pig farms that slaughter millions of pigs a year. Need human fear to cultivate fierce ghosts? Stock up on ghost houses, horror films, and horror games... Need fresh blood for Demon Techniques? Across the ocean, America is the world's largest grey market blood transfusion station... ...... Years later. "You devil, how many people have you killed? And you still have the face to call yourself a good person? Pah, today I shall act on behalf of heaven to mete out justice." The Tianyuan World's most beautiful person's eyebrows were furrowed with rage, as she stared at the terrifying Devil before her, enveloped in wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts parading on his Soul Banner, seated in a palace made of bones, she posed her soulful question. The Devil slowly stood up and pulled out a business card that read "Hua Country's Philanthropist of the Year / Founder of the World's Largest Chain of Ghost Houses / Owner of Blue Star's Largest Livestock Slaughter Business / Emerging Tycoon of the Entertainment Industry." "You see, I'm really not a devil, okay? Nowadays, who still uses such a lowly method as killing people to cultivate as a devil!"
Jade Brocade Sword · 222.1K Views

Sinner of the Spades

'Sinner of the Spades' takes place in an alternate early 20th century, at the turn of industrial advancement. Set in a world where one Empire rules over the majority of the western continent, the world is ravaged by the aftereffects of a great war. It is a world of tragedy, of longing for wealth, of parading high above the clouds, of mechanical automatons, and of grand tales of sorcery not many have had the chance to see themselves. Lumière Croft is a show magician in the middle borough of the city-state of Leiden- rather, an illusionist. A career liar. Responsible for making money to help out at the monastery he lives in, he can only curse the dreadful circumstances around him, and wish desperately that something would change. Although, that change is not always a good thing. Only when the shadows around him begin to creep, and when the sky grows burgeoning eyes, and when blood is spilled, does he find hope of fulfilling his wishes. To have sunlight, the world must be balanced with cruelty. To have power, one must lose their soul, humanity, morality, or sanity. One must ultimately balance the scales of their debt, or fall eternally to suffering, and have the scales corrected by force. This is the story of balance, of hope, and of the tragedy of a liar. —- “We’re all liars who pretend that the world is okay, and as liars we adopt philosophies and ideologies to cope with its cruelty. Because the world has hope, as long as we speak these lies loud enough, they’ll surely become true.” - Lumière Croft. --- Cover illustration done by @i_evuuu/Everest
GoneSoSoon · 75K Views

Mated To The Dead Prince

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.
Rosegold_n · 46.4K Views

A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO

A one-night stand that should not have happened. A perfect night that had gone wrong. Was it fate or a mistake? Jules Morgan was just like any other girl. She dared to dream of marrying the ideal husband and living on a white picket fence. But such was not her luck when she found herself in bed with a stranger the fateful night before her wedding day. She had given herself to another man. Due to guilt, she ditched her groom at the altar, leaving Dale with a note that the wedding was off. She believed she did not deserve a good man like him. As if that was not bad enough, after a few weeks, Jules discovered she had conceived a child from her transgression. Now, she believed she had reached rock bottom. However, she was mistaken. That was not yet the worst part, as she uncovered the identity of her father's child. She knew right then she had to escape him. He could never know that they had a child. Besides, she did not have the heart to hurt Dale again by parading another man's child, especially this man's child. She left everything and attempted to raise her child alone. She was doing fine until her child ended up in the hospital in critical condition. She needed a large sum of money that she did not have. She had no family and barely had friends. She had no one. Except for Damon, the father of her child. She guessed desperate times required desperate measures. But what if he wanted more than she bargained for? *** "A child..." He looked at her with contempt. "You dare to tell me that we have a son." Then, a bellowing laughter echoed in the room. "I am telling the truth. And Oliver needs your help." She knew naming her son might help convince him. "He is very sick." "I am not a doctor. I can't cure him." He said philosophically, obviously mocking her. "I don't need you to treat him. I need your money." She blurted due to her frustration and desperation. The last thing she wanted was to reach out to him and ask for his help, but she had no more choices left. "Finally..." His eyes stared at her, making her feel like they were drilling into her skull. "... we are finally getting somewhere." "What do I get by giving you money?" He asked after a long silence. She looked at him dumbfounded. "You get to help your son." She shouted angrily, infuriated with the heartless man. She still could not understand how she ended up sleeping with him. If she had been only sensible that night, she would never have slept with him, not even in her dreams. "I don't even know if he was my son. For all I know, you could have slept with another guest that night." With that said, her hand swung hard toward his face. The contact was swift, causing her to wince from the impact, feeling the pain in her palm and fingers. But she could not help but wonder if she hurt him when he hardly moved. "Damn you!" She finally found her voice as she turned to leave. She did not need him or his money. She just had to find another way. "Not so fast." Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into his side. "Don't you want to hear my proposal," He added with a vicious smile. "I will give you the money you need and more if you help me with one thing." "What?" "Marry me." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 1.1M Views

The Centerfold Crow

"The Highest: Cogito, Ergo Sum; The Demon of Laplace's Parade" "The Prime: Dubito, Ergo Sum; The Shattered Eye became greyed" "The Limitess: Somnio, Ergo Sum; The Dream of Hermes is played" These words were the First Poem of a Book of Unknown Origin that allowed a demon who should have died to be reborn in a new world that hid secrets. A world of darkness and disease; of blood rituals and Cults; of Hermitic orders and Secret Societies; of mysterious paintings and demonic grimoires; of the mystical powers hidden away from the ignorant and mundane. Henry falls into a dark and alternate version of renaissance era Europe with an book that promises both pain beyond measure and a cure to death. This is the legend of a mysterious person with many names in history: The Manifold Crow, The Evil Devil that bears no Hatred, The King of Real Time, The Lord of Inactive Eternity, The Serpent of Arabia. This is the story Henry or as he will later come to be known as, Vergil, A vile and evil villain that possess a demonic minset. Watch as uses rituals and sacrifice recorded in the Immanent Grimoire of Mystic Roads to grow and evolve into a grotesque monster that follows the footsteps of Nihlel, The Evil Creator that makes from nothing. In time, Henry will come to realise that God might not be good… -------------------------------------------------------- Simplified Synopsis:- Henry, a slightly special boy that was paralyzed from the neck down except his two fingers searches for a cure for his condition but that gets him to transmigrate into an alternate version of post renaissance era Europe where the Black Death was not cured. This world looks mundane on the surface but the hides secret societies and Cults filled with beings known as 'Hermitic Philosophers' that gain power through following the mystic roads and the divine tunnels. This is a world were dark powers control the world. -------------------------------------------------------- The complete rights of this novel lie with me including the characters, locations, the world etc.
Shashwat_Yadav_4481 · 448 Views

Record of Ashes War

Sar'tara is a huntress of a forest watched over by her mother, the Forest Deity. Living in an isolated tribe of only women, the only life she's ever known is competition against rival tribes —competition to win her mother's favor, as well as the rights and powers of the deity's chosen defenders. Unknown to Sar'tara, a warlord living in the "outside" world has long hated her mother. A warlord known only as 'The Lord Sun'. A man who parades himself as the herald of justice and is dead set on burning the forest down… Duke Kalin of the Xenarian Kingdom watches over his nation's borders. He has always left alone the mysterious and deadly forest that lies at the edge of his jurisdiction. But when the warlord encroaches on his land he's forced to act, leaving Xenaria's borders unwatched and open to invasion from another opportunistic neighboring nation… Two people, ignorant of each other's existence, will meet to kick start an epic! This is a second world fantasy epic, a little different from the usual litrpg/progression fantasy, or drama/romance people might be used to here. Still, I hope people give me a chance. What to expect: -Slow burn plot and characterization heavy. -Big battles following lots of build-up chapters. -Chapter length will vary between 2k and 4k words. Sometimes a little more or less. -Release schedule - Twice a week (Monday & Thursday likely) following the initial mass release. This will be a long series. Hope readers will stick with me! -Lots of violence. -Artwork sometimes! GENRES AND TAGS: [ORIGINAL] [FANTASY] [FEMALE LEAD (**to begin with**)] [ACTION] [WAR & MILITARY] [STRATEGY] [ADVENTURE] [ROMANCE] [DRAMA] PLEASE DO NOT REFER TO THE *TAGS* FOR THE FULL LIST OF CATEGORIES. REFER TO THE ABOVE INSTEAD NOTE: This story will slowly transition to being more male lead oriented **much** farther down the line Cover art by @yaminokuni on twitter This serial will also be available on Novels.gg, Royal Road, and scribblehub
Cyanide_Magician · 21.4K Views

THE CONCUBINE WARRIOR

Venus was living comfortably in her new world as the daughter of the noble chieftain. Her world was turned upside down when the King of Wolves announced his intention to abdicate and retire in favor of his heir and only child, the Crown Prince. During the coronation, the king desired to give his son, the new king, women from various noble houses as concubines. Their Chief Scout had received the letter, which her father was now reading. She didn't want to be a concubine to the king. But she was aware that her father was the king's liege, and that he would obey the king's command. Hundreds of beautiful women paraded in front of the new king to be chosen as the high rank concubines. She tried her hardest to appear mediocre and kept her appearance simple yet modest. But, to her dismay, the decision had already been made based on family influence rather than their abilities, intelligence, or even beauty. Her father was the most powerful chieftain of the north, and she was chosen as one of the king's five high ranking concubines. Venus was uninterested in carrying out her responsibilities as one of the king's wives. She will go to any length to avoid the king. She intended to return to her world, the future, but how would she do so? The link between her current world and her original world had already been severed. In her world, she was a pure blood wolf and the best wolf huntress, but here, she's a second rate wolfless among the the wolves. The new king discovers her and realizes she is his mate, but the king has already made the evil witch from the East his queen. She set her up and was exiled to the Northern gate, where the undead wolves attacked the border. The border situation deteriorated, and the king paid a visit to his troops. He came across his exiled wife fighting the enemies and was applauded by all of his warriors. But when the king rejected and exiled her, the love she felt for him turned into hatred and the mate's bond vanished. Venus despised the king for the injustice she had experienced. What will become of them. What if her secret was discovered? That she was altered, with the witch and wolf's genes engineered and interlaced with the brain computer and implanted in her brain. The agency that created her became terrified of the most advanced weapon they had created throughout wolf and human history, which they had embedded in her. They decided to get rid of her. She escaped and entered this wolf's primitive parallel world full of magic.
Suzzane_Belle · 75K Views

HEAVEN'S OFFICIAL BLESSING (Mo Xiang Tong Xiu)

Among the gods of the heavens, there was a famous laughing stock known throughout the three realms. Legend has it that eight hundred years ago, there was an ancient country within the Central Plains called Xian Le nation. The ancient nation of Xian Le had vast territory, abundant resources and content citizens. The country had four treasures: delicate beauties aplenty, thriving arts & literature, treasures of gold and jewels and last but not least, their renown Royal Highness the Crown Prince. This person, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince....you could say.... was a strange man. The Emperor and Empress considered him to be the apple of their eyes. They doted on him immensely and would often proudly proclaim: “In the future, my son will surely become a wise monarch, leaving a reputable impression for generations to come .” Yet, in the regards of what came with royalty, of riches, power and honor, the Crown Prince had no interest. What he was interested in, quoting the very words he often said to himself, was—— “I want to save the common folks!” The young prince cultivated in earnest. During this time, two short stories became widely circulated. . The first story occurred when he was seventeen years old. That year, the nation of Xian Le held a magnificent Offering to the Gods parade. Although this tradition had already been abandoned for numerous centuries, through surviving ancient texts and verbal stories, one could imagine the grandeur of the event.. Offering to the Gods day, Martial God Main Street. Both sides of the Main Street were overflowing with a sea of people. The aristocrats were seated on top of high buildings as they exchanged friendly chatter; while the imperial guards cleared the way with their impressive armours clinking. Young girls danced gracefully as their snow-white hands scattered flower petals like rain, filling the sky as far as the eye could see. It made people question whether the dancing maidens were more beautiful or the flowers themselves. Melodious notes sounded from within golden carriages and floated throughout the whole Imperial City. Behind honorable guards, sixteen white horses with golden bridles walked side-by-side as they pulled forward a magnificent platform. Located on top of the tall, magnificent platform was the focus of everyone’s attention, there stood the martial artist to perform a show to please the Gods. During the festive heavenly parade, the martial artist would adorn a golden mask, don splendid garments and wield a sword in one hand. He would perform the role of the first military deity in a millennium to have subdued demonic beasts——Martial God Heavenly Emperor Jun Wu. Being selected as the martial artist to perform such a show could be considered equivalent as to receiving the utmost honour, and thus the selection criteria was extremely strict. This year, the one who was chosen was none other than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The entire nation was convinced that he would surely be able to become the most marvellous martial artist to perform such a performance since the beginning of time. However, on that day, something unexpected occurred. During that time, the martial god on the magnificent stage was just about to land a killing blow on a demon. This was the most exciting scene, and thus the people on both sides of the Main Street were fired up with passion. The people on the city walls were also becoming more rowdy as they started outdoing each other in sticking their heads out to see, both struggling and shoving. Right at this moment, a young child fell from the top of the city gate tower. DISCLAIMER: This story is not mine, I did not wrote or own this, I really just want to share it to everybody. I am not the translator either. If you have means to support the author please do so. You can find this novel at novelusb.com PS. the cover photo are also not mine. Belongs to Mr. Google
LikeNobody · 4.3M Views

I’m supposed to be The Hero but why is this small villain so pitiful

Never-ending parade of new doctors and specialists was his normality. Slow loss of muscle control and pain were like constant background buzz. All this was irritating but easy to get used to in the long run. What really led him to ending things was the face of his mother. With each new treatment ending with a failure and sometimes with even more rapid decline. His mother's eyes were becoming a little bit more empty. With every day she had to observe her son slowly waste away. Her face became a little bit more worn. Once beautiful and cheerful women from his memories, become a shell of herself. Last straw that broke Camel back was overheard conversation between his mother and doctor. According to recent lab results his muscles were atrophying with such speed that it was a matter of mere days when his limbs stop working, leaving him unable to even scratch the itch, let alone take care of his daily needs. He knew his mother. She for sure without batting even an eye would take on this new role of caretaker, tending to him with wholehearted dedication. But he couldn't let her carry this burden. This was too much for a single mother to handle. So he convinced the doctor to perform euthanasia on him in secret. Mum will think her only son died from complications brought on by a lifelong disease but he passed away in his sleep, peacefully without the pain. This will soften the blow, at least he hopes so. Everything went according to the plan. And then came this pervasive witness and complete silence. But he didn’t have time to enjoy any of it. [ Hello player! Would you like to become a Hero and save The World?] [Yes] [YES!] ------------------------------------------------------------------- What do you mean I am the last hope for the world from a novel I read!?!
Miss_MiMi · 996 Views

The Deadly Pieces of Us

All she knew was pain. Her past struggles, traumas, and concussions were a permanent part of every stage of her existence. Although not hers, home is supposedly a place of comfort. A mother who is too egotistical, a father who treats his children badly, siblings to look after, and little sense of independence. She had no idea how she was going to make it, but he was there to help her, albeit the weights were constantly harder. He's someone she shouldn't want. One she's to stay away from. One she's to leave alone not only because it's dangerous but because he's older. He's not for her. He's a distraction, a form of temptation but that made her want him to even more. Those who don't hear, will definitely feel but she didn't heed this warning, because the sole thought of "I couldn't possibly go through much more" was singing in her brain. Years have passed, and she's still stuck. Decisions have been made, consequences to actions have been given and now she's on her own with responsibilities to bare. Addiction. Depression. Anxiety. Mental Disorders. Lack of self. Sex. And Total Shortcomings. Her fate, her destiny and her life. This will either be the best struggle she went through, or a good tale to tell in her memory. • Happiness was a factor for him. An overbearing mother. A strict father and a close knitted bond with siblings. Home was a place he looked forward to, and through it all he felt alone. It is said that wealth is the greatest pleasure but it's also the greatest sun. His family was rich, exceeding rich, they were known— too known but he wanted to be different. He wanted to be simple. He didn't want this life but he couldn't complain because as his mother always said, "there's someone else who has it worse than you do." As the years passed, the wealth and flashy lifestyle consumed him. The loss of those dear to him. The endless partying. The parades of women. The domination. High taste for sex. But nothing could quench that endless thirst he had. But then he saw her. She was everything at just the first sight but she was too meaningful to him. She's someone he shouldn't look at. A person he should stay away from but temptation is his favorite flavour. • Two different people.  Two different lives. One epic story.
jmwreads · 7.9K Views

The Heartless King

Princess Daphne wanted to become a widow. Or she would die trying. On the marriage proposal drafted on human flesh and written with fresh blood, the Northern King had made himself quite clear: the princess would marry, not as a queen but the lowest of concubines, not in a carriage but within a sealed coffin, not to be celebrated but to be paraded around as a war prize. If those terms were violated, he would personally prepare a grave for each and every one of her citizens. Some said the Northern King had slaughtered his entire family and signed a contract with hell itself. All Daphne wanted to do was to send him back there to pay for his crimes. The night of their wedding, she plunged her silver dagger squarely into his chest, waiting for the final heartbeat that never sounded. Only then did she realize, perhaps too late, that the heart of the Northern King never beat in the first place. —— She walked with resolution towards the man waiting in the shadows. Her steps were steady, and step by step, her fingers reached for her dress buttons, undoing them. "Your Highness, no!" Despite her nanny's shrill shrieks, she only continued, untying each of the knots that bound her chest. For a split second, or perhaps it was her imagination, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. "What are you doing?" His voice was slightly hoarse as he stared at her white swanlike neck. His vision traveled downward, but he only jerked his face away. "There will not be war." Her skin tingled from the cold, and she could no longer tell if it was from just the frill night temperature or the proximity to him. "Do you hear me? There will not be a war." He closed the gap between the two of them, reaching out for her face. Instinctively, she stepped backward, anticipating his foul touch. But biting the inner sides of her cheek, she reminded herself that she had already decided to give up her honor. This is for the kingdom, she thought as she took a deep breath. A slender finger quickly swept a tear away from her cheek, a tear she didn't even know was there. And then he turned away, his back towards her. "I want a princess, not some cheap girl willing to give herself away so easily." He put his hand to his forehead in disappointment. "That takes away from the fun of it all." Her lips trembled, and her body shivered. "There will not be a war." "If Your Highness agrees to my terms, then indeed, there will not be a war." He tossed his fur cloak towards her. "Hurry and get dressed. Because if you keep me waiting, I might just change my mind. According to you, I am a barbarian after all, and who knows what savages might do?" —— Update Schedule: One chapter/day But if you want to incentivize me writing :3 20 Golden Tickets = 1 extra chapter 50 Golden Tickets = 3 extra chapters 100 Golden Tickets = 5 extra chapters Top 200 Power Stone Ranking = 1 extra chapter Top 100 Power Stone Ranking = 2 extra chapters Top 50 Power Stone Ranking = 3 extra chapters Top 10 Power Stone Ranking = 5 extra chapters Top 3 (Lol this won't happen so won't worry about that for now) Massage Chair = 1 extra chapter Luxury Car = 2 extra chapters Dragon = 3 extra chapters (The other ones won't happen so also won't worry about that for now) Super sorry if this seems super demanding or greedy ;-; I just never realized how much motivation I needed to keep going until I started writing. —— Cover Art: Cover designed by the amazing Turtleboiii! Please also support her submission to the WSA!!! All original image credits to the original artist. I couldn’t find a way to contact the artist, so if there are issues with copyright, please message me as soon as possible (Instagram @tangerqueen_author)
Tangerqueen · 1M Views

Army Definition

An army (from Latin arma "arms, weapons" via Old French armée, "armed" [feminine]), ground force or land force is a fighting force that fights primarily on land. In the broadest sense, it is the land-based military branch, service branch or armed service of a nation or state. It may also include aviation assets by possessing an army aviation component. Within a national military force, the word army may also mean a field army.  Afghan Army soldiers on parade, 1950s In some countries, such as France and China, the term "army", especially in its plural form "armies", has the broader meaning of armed forces as a whole, while retaining the colloquial sense of land forces. To differentiate the colloquial army from the formal concept of military force, the term is qualified, for example in France the land force is called Armée de terre, meaning Land Army, and the air and space force is called Armée de l'Air et de l’Espace, meaning Air and Space Army. The naval force, although not using the term "army", is also included in the broad sense of the term "armies" — thus the French Navy is an integral component of the collective French Armies (French Armed Forces) under the Ministry of the Armies. A similar pattern is seen in China, with the People's Liberation Army (PLA) being the overall military, the land force being the PLA Ground Force, and so forth for the PLA Air Force, the PLA Navy, and other branches.  The Sikh Regiment marching contingent of the Indian Army on parade, 2015 By convention, irregular military is understood in contrast to regular armies which grew slowly from personal bodyguards or elite militia. Regular in this case refers to standardized doctrines, uniforms, organizations, etc. Regular military can also refer to full-time status (standing army), versus reserve or part-time personnel. Other distinctions may separate statutory forces (established under laws such as the National Defence Act), from de facto "non-statutory" forces such as some guerrilla and revolutionary armies. Armies may also be expeditionary (designed for overseas or international deployment) or fencible (designed for – or restricted to – homeland defence).
Rajesh_Bc · 2.8K Views
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