Diy Candle

The wind howled outside the palace, its icy fingers clawing at the stained-glass windows. Inside, the room was bathed in the warm glow of candles and the flickering fire in the hearth. Yet, the heat rising between Meribella and Edwyn had little to do with the flames. Meribella stood before him, her legs shackled, and her heart felt heavy each second, standing like a prisoner in front of him. “Edwyn..." Her voice trembled as she whispered his name, "Please, you must believe me. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve always been loyal—to you and the Crown.” Edwyn, in a bathrobe with his hair still damp, stepped closer. His fingers traced her face, sending shivers down her spine. “I know you’re innocent, but palace rules are strict. Even I can’t bend them outright. Still...” He kneels at her feet and unlocks the shackles. “I won’t let anyone hurt you. I’ll speak to my father—the King—and clear your name.” As he rose, his fingers gently brushed over the bruises on her forehead, lingering slightly on her pale lips. "You should take a bath," he murmured in the most affectionate tonee. Meribella blinked, confused. "How...?" She was a prisoner, and such luxuries were not meant for her. Edwyn gestured toward the adjoining chamber. "There," he said, his attention never leaving her. "I want to spend a good time with you, Meribella. Now that you are in the palace..." He didn’t finish his sentence, instead brushing a few strands of her hair behind her ear. The gesture made her blush, her heart fluttering despite the circumstances. "You have always been kind, Edwyn," she said, averting her eyes. "I will be quick," she said, stepping away, only for him to catch her wrist. "You need help to bathe," he insisted, his voice firm. "I see bruises on your feet and your face." Meribella’s cheeks burned. In the palace, royals were accustomed to being naked before servants, but she was not raised in such luxury. The thought of being unclothed in front of maids made her stomach churn. “T-there’s no need for servants. I’ll be fine.” Edwyn smiled, tilting his head slightly. "Who mentioned anything about maids?" he queried teasingly, yet loaded with meaning. Meribella’s eyes grew wide when the meaning of his words hit her. Before she could answer, a low, mocking laugh echoed in the room. "How boring," a voice drawled, dripping with sarcasm, from near the window, lit by the moonlight. He stood in his red cloak, and his golden-flecked eyes shone with anger and curiosity, leaving Meribella and Edwyn speechless. It’s a world of mystic powers shrouded in mystery, where reincarnation binds fates, and dominance is driven by ambition. Predators become prey. Who is a friend, and who is an enemy? Trust is a dangerous game. They were never meant to fall in love. They were destined to erase each other’s existence, yet they defied fate.

"I'm one game away from reaching the master rank! I'll do it tomorrow, though. A true gamer knows when to refresh his mind and increase his victory chances!" Adam smiled in anticipation as he went to sleep on this special day. However, he could have never imagined the surreal awakening that awaited him. "What's wrong with my voice?!"  "Claws? A tail and horns, too?" [Welcome to the demon realm. You have been selected to reincarnate as a Lord. Conquer this realm of fire and ashes, become its uncontested ruler... or die trying.] Reincarnated as an imp in the cruel demon realm, at the borders of the mythological demon Baal's territory, his life seemed doomed from the start. However, determination sparkled in his eyes as against all odds, he defiantly proclaimed. "No matter who decided to make me start as an imp, watch as I turn into a veritable devil. Even Baal won't hold a candle against me in the future!" Equipped with his unique talent, he started his lord's journey, ready to evolve and prove to those strange realms that demons were more than violent and deceptive creatures... at least he would try. ----------------------- Welcome everyone! You can expect a mix of gods/demons from almost every pantheon (even the more obscured ones) and mythological figures, like Heracles, Wukong, Muramasa, Achilles, Merlin, Cu Chulainn, and many others! Please do check out my first book if you enjoy fantasy stories. :)

Alright, Bro, just hear me out. I’ve got something to tell you, and, uh... it’s a lot. You know how I’ve always been the odd one out in the Mustang family? The black sheep in a legendary line of knights and mages? Everyone in our family gets born with these crazy Rare, legendary, or even mythical pillars—proof of their greatness, right? But me? Nope. Voidborn. Nada. Zero. The one Mustang who can’t even light a candle with magic. But I didn’t give up! I mean, sure, people laughed at me. Sure, the family treated me like I was some kind of cosmic mistake. And yeah, maybe the bullies at school called me "magicless Louis." But I kept studying, searching for a way to fix myself. I didn’t care what it took—I was going to prove everyone wrong!. So, there I was, wandering around the Black Market—you know, the totally shady place Aunt Melissa would freak out about—and I found it: a ritual book. The solution. My chance to stop being Voidborn. I did the ritual in my dorm, thinking it would awaken my pillar. And guess what? It worked! ...Kind of. When I woke up, I felt it that power coursing through me like never before. But when I looked in the mirror, I realized something was... off. My hair was long, my voice was higher, and also became breathtakingly beautiful. that's right bro. I BECAME A WOMAN! So, now I’m stuck like this. But hey, at least I’ve got magic, right? Silver linings! I mean, sure, I might never be the ‘man’ my family wanted, but who cares? I’ve got pillars now, and I’m not letting anyone take that away from me. But Bro, I need your help. I don’t know what I should now. I don’t know how to handle all this power—or, y’know, this body. So, please, Bro, help me out. You’re the only one I can trust. ...And if you laugh, I swear I’ll hex your eyebrows off. Got it? ___________________________________ Hallo everyone!, I hope you will like this novel I came up with last night lol edit1: I said that from 2023 lol, now I fully planned the story!. but at the cost, my writing skills were getting rusty. the chapter 1 is old but great, very fitting so i decided to keep it, and the latest chapters are new. I apologize if my writing skills are bad. Right now i am trying to work hard and even become better at it, anyway, I will be posting this in Webnovel and Royal Road. so yeah,that's it. I hope you all enjoy my story. now then, see ya!

Eun-jae, a sharp-tongued, no-nonsense beta agent codenamed Helix, thought his biggest challenge this year would be surviving another day of chaotic missions—and maybe blowing out birthday candles in peace. But when he's thrust into a high-stakes operation involving Bes Ilay Karpov-Troitsky, a ruthless Russian arms dealer with ties to a deadly organization, his plans for a quiet reunion with his mom in Busan are obliterated. Armed with his razor-sharp instincts and biting wit, Eun-jae must navigate a labyrinth of betrayal, secrets, and danger as he dives into Moscow's criminal underbelly. Can Eun-jae stay one step ahead of the game, or will this mission mark his final act?

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind. (Solo female lead)

In the heart of a relentless Russian winter, truth is a fragile flame. Viktor, a reclusive writer burdened by failure and haunted by the voices of his past, retreats to a desolate cabin in a snowbound village. Armed with little more than ink, paper, and a candle—an heirloom of his late mother—he vows to compose a masterpiece that unravels the marrow of human existence. But as the blizzards rage outside, his blank pages echo the haunting void within. Salvation—or perhaps confrontation—arrives in the form of Anna, a widowed woodcutter with hands calloused by labor and eyes sharpened by survival. Her pragmatism clashes with Viktor’s obsession, igniting an uneasy exchange: she leaves wood at his door each morning, and he leaves pages of his manuscript in return—pages she burns unread. As the storm grows fiercer and shadows creep closer, Viktor’s work swells with ambition, but his certainty crumbles. The cabin becomes a crucible where fire and ice, truth and futility, creation and destruction battle for dominance. With his manuscript soaked in melted snow and his spirit stretched thin, Viktor must confront a harrowing question: is the act of creation enough to stave off the weight of despair? Lyrical, haunting, and deeply introspective, The Weight of Shadows is a meditation on the fragility of art, the resilience of the human spirit, and the fleeting warmth of connection amidst the cold.

“Yes, suck.” He grinned, his voice as smooth as sin. “Because that is among the fastest ways to drive a man nuts. And the noise that comes after that, the screaming that escapes her–they are a song, a hymn to desire. The body proximity, mmmmh, the twin peaks dangling from the supple art, the writhing, the hard thrusts that will have them begging for more, the rounds they would devour over and over again, his big balls that ejaculates at the peak of a climax and the baby that comes after... in most cases. I think that is why they are scared.” He finished off, whispering the last part. Aria’s life was simple; a medical student, a devoted christian and a future she could control—until the night it all fell apart. Tricked, she found herself saving a wounded man who shouldn’t exist. His presence stirred something primal within her, a pull she didn’t understand and a fear she couldn’t ignore. Bound to him by an invisible thread, she couldn’t escape the intensity of his gaze—or the heat of his touch. But nothing could prepare her for the danger that awaited. Forced to accompany him on a treacherous journey, Aria found herself thrust into the deadly politics of a kingdom ruled by a formidable king and his twin sons—one charming yet distant, the other cruelly intoxicating. Amid whispered secrets and simmering tensions, Aria becomes a pawn in a game far darker than she imagined. “You don’t get to decide my future,” she spat, her defiance flickering like a candle against his towering presence. The King’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Your future was decided the moment you walked into my court, Aria. You are mine.” Her pulse quickened as he stepped closer, the rich timbre of his voice rolling over her like a storm. “You will bear my mark, stand by my side, and serve as my queen. Do not mistake this for a choice—it’s an inevitability.” “I would rather die,” she shot back, her voice trembling as his hand tilted her chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Then you’ll die with my name on your lips,” he said, his thumb brushing against her jaw. “You belong to me, and not even death will change that.” The man she travels with hides a past that could shatter her resolve, the twins threaten to unravel her very being, and the king sees her as more than just an advisor—he sees her as a temptation he cannot have. As desire tangles with deception, Aria is drawn deeper into a world of forbidden touches and unspoken truths. In a tale of passion, betrayal, and dark secrets, Aria must fight for her life, her heart, and the truth—before everything she knows burns to ashes.

As a princess who could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne was kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realized that she was in over her head. She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent. King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North. Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring. No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne. However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be. In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough. ― [Excerpt] “Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.” “Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?” “Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.” “Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers. There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once. Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles. “I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out. “Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.” ― Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU Spin-off/Prequel: The Hidden King's Stolen Wife (WIP)

Discord: https://discord.gg/2pp2DermTh A remake of another novel I created. Kazuki Takumi Amagiri was always a kid with a troubling life, abusive parents, poverty, being bullied at school you know the usual sob story that probably goes in a documentary for the early life of a serial killer or something. Throughout his life he's always wondered if maybe the reason world hates him was because he had the audacity to exist. But through a series of events he met his best friend and was introduced to a series of games where he found his spark of resilience to carry on in life in a character named Markus one of the main antagonists of the book. And ten years later he's a university student, dormmates with his best friend and is just about to finish getting his degrees. He'd also just finished playing the third installment in a his favorite video game franchise All was going well in life, things were looking up until in one cruel twist it was over, no fanfare, no "going out with a bang", Kazuki's life just fizzled out like a candle in the wind. Curiously though, Kazuki's story was not over as he found himself in the body of "Markus" at the start of his story. How will this strangely ironic twist of fate change the world at large? And more importantly how will it change our main character?

Evangeline is left to stumble through the streets, rain pouring down on her and on the verge of death. Her stomach gapes open, spilling intestines into her arms, her blood slicking the stone steps of a roadside shrine. Her neck is slit, silencing her voice to nothing more than gasping wheezes. The rain drips into her wounds as she collapses against the shrine’s walls. Pure desperation and sorrow drives her trembling hands to clasp together as she prays, not to a god she knows, but to anything that might listen. Her life ended that night, snuffed out like a candle. But her body stood once more.

Beyond the veil of mortal sight, where time itself doth falter and stars are but fleeting candles in an endless dark, there drifts a Presence. Vast beyond measure, ancient beyond memory, it wanders the cosmic void, untouched by the petty reckonings of men and gods alike. Yet even eternity, in all its dreadful splendor, is not without its curiosities. Thus, with but a whisper, a thought—a gentle stroke upon the loom of fate—It remakes the barren firmament. Where once lay naught but dust and silence, now burgeon worlds of wonder, rich with treasure and ripe for the plucking. Planets bloom with bounteous gifts, the heavens teem with hidden providence, and in the heart of one unassuming sphere, life stirs. Humanity awakens, none the wiser to the hand that shaped their fortune, to the architect unseen. And yet, as they toil and triumph, as they carve dominion from the void, a shadow lingers at the edge of thought. Too oft do they find the road paved smooth, too oft do their hands alight upon that which they did not sow. In whispers and in dreams, in fleeting glimpses betwixt wake and slumber, a question takes root—Are we alone? A few, cursed with sight keener than most, seek the hidden hand that pulls their strings. They peer into the dark, and the dark peers back—silent, patient, and amused. For It doth not govern, nor meddle, but merely watches... and waits. What fools these mortals be, who dance so blithely upon a stage set long before their time.

Michael thought a hike on the Appalachian Trail might clear his head, not turn his life upside down. Stumbling upon the Infinity Dungeon, he discovers a realm of magic—his ticket to a new life. But as Michael battles his way through the dungeon and gains magic [Skills], he realizes that the whole world is about to change forever. Other delvers with dangerous powers, hungry beasts, the awakening of old monsters. Dangers are everywhere. Friends are now enemies, abusing their power and even the Italian mob wants a slice of the pie. In a world where anyone can wield power, Michael knows he’s going to have to devise a way to get stronger. To deal with this he creates a megacorporation, and its Candle Light division is starting to look awfully similar to a certain foundation that deals with magical anomalies. LitRPG with lots of blue boxes, grounded in a real world that feels ever more dangerous, and a main character who will have to learn how to exploit his powers quickly, before events slip out of his grasp. The world is vast and full of dangers, after all, and magic only makes things worse.

Sherry Willows, an orphan, suddenly finds herself reincarnated into the body of an unknown actress who bears an uncanny resemblance to Rye Mavis's first love. This strange coincidence leads her into a contract relationship with the cold-hearted billionaire Rye, offering her a life of wealth and fame in exchange for being his lover. However, what begins as a mere transaction slowly transforms into a love neither of them expected. Beneath Rye's cold, masculine exterior lies a man craving innocence and joy. Colorful meals and DIY crafts bring them closer together. Sherry’s life evolves from one of lazy indulgence to caring for a man with a fragile heart. When their relationship is tested by Rye's mother and his past lover, Sherry and Rye must face challenges together. Will their love be strong enough to withstand all the obstacles they face?

In the vast and merciless cosmos, a young cultivator named Xing Yun embarks on a journey of self-discovery and enlightenment. He perceives the universe as a dark forest, filled with hidden dangers and relentless adversaries. Undeterred by the overwhelming darkness, Xing Yun resolves to light a small spark of hope, using his life as a candle to illuminate the path ahead. This spark, though minuscule, is resilient and enduring. It flickers with the determination of countless generations, each adding their own fuel to the flame. Like a fire that starts from a single blade of grass, it gradually consumes the undergrowth, then the shrubs, and finally the towering trees. The flame spreads uncontrollably, fueled by the unwavering spirit of those who came before. As the story unfolds, Xing Yun's journey takes him through the treacherous realms of the cosmos. He encounters ancient civilizations, mythical beasts, and formidable foes, each testing his resolve and pushing him to the brink of his capabilities. Yet, with each challenge he overcomes, his flame grows stronger, fueled by his unwavering will and unbreakable spirit. The novel delves into the themes of perseverance, the power of belief, and the indomitable human spirit. Xing Yun's journey is not just a physical one; it is a spiritual odyssey where he learns to harness the forces of the universe and unlock the secrets of the cosmos. His quest for enlightenment leads him to discover ancient artifacts, hidden knowledge, and the true meaning of his existence. As the spark within him continues to grow, it begins to resonate with the hearts of others. Fellow cultivators, inspired by Xing Yun's courage and determination, join him in his quest. Together, they form a beacon of hope in the dark forest of the universe, their collective flames merging into a mighty conflagration. In the climactic finale, Xing Yun's flame reaches its zenith. The once tiny spark has now become a raging inferno, illuminating the entire cosmos. The dark forest is no more; instead, it is bathed in the radiant glow of Xing Yun's eternal flame. His will and beliefs have transformed the universe, bringing light and hope to every corner. "Cosmic Ascension: The Eternal Flame" is a tale of transformation and triumph. It is a story that reminds us that even in the darkest of times, the smallest spark can ignite a revolution. Xing Yun's journey is a testament to the power of hope and the resilience of the human spirit, inspiring readers to believe in their own potential to light up the world.

"It’s not the people who claim they are evil you should worry about, it’s the ones that claim they are good". . . What would a modern-day earthling do if they suddenly open their eyes to find themselves in a cultivation world? Suffering from an incurable disease since young, Yang Chen’s life came to an end due to the malicious stratagems of his relatives. Life, youth, love, wealth, family, he got to enjoy nothing. Bitter at the injustice he suffered, Yang Chen's soul was reincarnated into a whole new world where immortals and divine beings weren’t just myths. This time, he vowed to live a whimsical, self-serving, materialistic life. But what’s this? His starting point was the lowest of the low, a slave that was at the mercy of the Zhang clan. Can this still be called living? Raising a cry in defiance against his destiny, what appeared before him was the Greedvil system. Heaven-Defying Battle Skills, Supreme Pills, Weapons, Armours... anything that Yang Chen wants, can be purchased from the shop. In return, all Yang Chen had to do was commit evil acts. The Greedvil System ran on mischief points, his actions determined the points he earned. The greater the degree of evil, the higher the points!!! Hehe… Now wasn’t that great? Even the heavens want him to become a villain. Equipped with a healthy body and a powerful system, what kind of storms would Yang Chen create? . . "What’s that, a heavenly constitution? I, your grandfather can buy dozens of them. Beauties? The more the merrier. Villains? Who can hold a candle against me?" This is the story of a villain who sets on a journey to reach the martial peak. He will stomp on all the heavenly sons and pick up beauties on his way. ------ Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can also support the novel on Patreon by simply copying the link below:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.

Two lives are intertwined by an inexorable fate in a planet where ancient rivalries simmer under delicate alliances and secrets are buried behind millennia of shadows. Leek, the fearsome ruler of the V-clan, is a creature of both power and mystery. Even among his kind, he wears his immortality like armor, making every action with the intention of maintaining power. Despite his hard, authoritative attitude, he is tormented by glimpses of a lady he cannot identify. The mystery woman's dreams become more vivid, more intense. He wakes up one night in a cold sweat, his chamber dark. A shadow hangs in the corner, then vanishes as he lights a candle. An owl perches outside his window, blazing eyes riveted on him. It drops a piece of parchment before dissipating into the night. Leek’s blood runs cold. Who sent the note? Though the sender remains anonymous, Leek’s mind immediately goes to his rival, Kael, the ambitious heir of the Woo Lee clan. Kael has long sought to undermine him, and claiming the heiress would give him the leverage he needs to bring the V-clan to its knees.

In the distant and mysterious interstellar world, ancient civilizations have faded like a dying candle in the wind, with shattered ruins and lost traditions lingering only in vague historical records. In this era, Dream Forgers, with their powerful mental abilities, construct dreams and engage in fierce battles with dream beasts, becoming revered figures. They are the spiritual backbone of the interstellar world, weaving dreams that connect people to the distant echoes of past civilizations. Lily, a graduate student in dream studies from Earth, found her fate dramatically altered in an unexpected twist. She was transported into the world of an interstellar romance novel, only to become the tragic side character. Despite possessing mental power, her lack of imagination became her fatal flaw in her quest to become a Dream Forger. During the Dream Forger assessment battle, other competitors showcased incredible creativity, with dreams filled with dazzling starlight and wild beasts galloping through fantastical landscapes. However, Lily could only struggle within the confines of her own mind, ultimately being eliminated for her inability to craft dreams. But the story did not end there. After her elimination, Lily did not succumb to despair; instead, she awakened in the face of adversity. As the curtain rose on the interstellar dream streaming battle, a legendary journey that would the entire interstellar world began. During the Beast Summoning Exam, while other competitors summoned common interstellar pets to engage in standard battles with dream beasts, Lily closed her eyes and took a deep breath. In an instant, a gigantic flying beast appeared out of nowhere, casting a shadow that seemed to cover the entire sky. With its wings spread wide, it looked as though it could tear the universe apart, and with each beat, the winds and clouds shifted. The interstellar audience was left speechless, their gasps of amazement echoing through the air. Lily smiled gently, silently reciting an ancient verse: "The great roc rises with the wind, soaring to ninety thousand miles in a single day." Then, in the vast sea of stars, the mythical creatures Xuanwu and Tengshe emerged, their massive forms churning the waters as if telling the tales of ancient myths. Amidst the swirling clouds, the Azure Dragon weaved through them, sometimes summoning rain and clouds, nourishing the mysterious dream world. And upon an ancient phoenix tree, a phoenix sang loudly, surrounded by fierce flames, its rebirth through fire a magnificent sight that left all who watched in awe. The interstellar people had never witnessed such a strange and culturally rich dreamscape. For a moment, the entire interstellar network erupted in a frenzy of excitement.

"The Candle And The Boy" is a profound psychological drama that tells the story of Ren, a young man living in a reality intertwined between life and death. After facing a mysterious death, Ren begins to search for the truth behind his demise, uncovering painful secrets about his life and family, particularly his mother. Throughout his arduous psychological journey, he encounters "the man with the red face," who seems to lead him toward the truth. However, with every step Ren takes, the illusion he lives in becomes increasingly evident. The novel explores philosophical concepts of death, truth, salvation, and illusion, transcending the traditional boundaries between life and the afterlife. The story raises deep questions about the relationship between personal pain and the search for meaning, and how the past can manifest in frightening forms that compel us to confront deadly truths about ourselves and those we love.

Meet the Whimsy family, a one-of-a-kind crew where chaos and comedy go hand-in-hand! From Grandma’s DIY rocket experiments to Dad’s obsession with becoming a viral TikTok chef, every day is a laugh riot.

Echoes of Ambition, is the journey of a little boy, Jayne who started from the lowest level of nothing believing in the word of his grandmother "that the candle of success will always shine on those who refuse to dress in the costume of failure". but one thing shattered all this greatest dream into many pieces in one day. what could this actually be??

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"Candles by design burn, and life by design ends. In the meantime doesn't it smell nice?" - Lola Viktor "Me personally, I never bust…” - Tyde Viktor "I have watched the heavens fall as a child. All of its splendor rained down on us and blessed us with its fertility. The demigods frequented my mothers tent, she was our village whore. I had too many siblings to count and none of us knew of our father. The village elders didn't know what to do with us so he made us follow the shepherds hunt, hoping we would die off on our own." - Dior Vain ************************************** [R18+] (For violence and profanity. I don't write lewd content unless it's for comedy)

The Raptors know how to heal, and the ambiguity can't be stopped! Qin Tian found that his beautiful wife actually had nine marriage books, and a group of powerful people wanted to rob him of his wife. On the night of the candles in the cave room, Qin Tian got the inheritance of Fuxi gossip, opened the eyes of the sky, and since then the dragon has crossed the river and crossed the world!

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Emma, ​​a 20-year-old policewoman from the Paranormal Investigation Department with the power to advance time thanks to her Advance Moment ability from her right eye, given to her by the Guardian of the World, has the goal of ending the 7 Candles, a criminal organization dedicated to scams, kidnappings, rapes, murders and more crimes category A threat, together with her colleagues and friends from the division, they will face each other, without fear, risking their lives so that peace returns to this world.

In an extremely mysterious fantasy world, the fates of various races are like candles flickering in the wind, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment. A huge disaster is looming, and the source of this disaster is like a demon lurking in the darkness. Its power is so great that it can destroy the stars and disrupt time and space into a complete mess.

Orphaned Alex, a young man with a past shrouded in complete mystery – not even a whisper of family memory – stumbles upon truth as shocking as it is burdensome: he's the last scion of Eldoria, heir to a throne steeped in a truly ghastly curse. Imagine, if you will, the weight of that revelation – a kingdom in ruins echoing in his mind's eye, a legacy of darkness clinging to him like a second skin. He’s not just any prince; he’s the last hope, a flickering candle in a storm. Lord Marcellus, a viper in human clothing, currently holds the reins of power in Eldoria. Ruthless and ambitious, he'll stop at nothing to keep Alex from claiming his birthright, pursuing him with the relentless fervor of a bloodhound on a scent. Alex's escape becomes a desperate flight across treacherous landscapes, a perilous odyssey alongside a motley crew of companions, each with their skeletons rattling in their closets – their own carefully guarded secrets. Guiding him, a spectral whisper in the wind, is the spirit of his mother, Queen Elara. She's a constant, ethereal presence, offering cryptic guidance through the maelstrom. And then there's Raven, an enigmatic thief whose skills prove invaluable, a shadowy figure who adds an intriguing layer of complexity to the already tangled narrative. Their unlikely alliance is forged in the crucible of shared danger, a testament to the strange bonds that can bloom in the face of adversity. But the path to reclaiming his throne isn't merely a physical journey; it's a descent into a family history as dark and twisted as any gothic novel. To break the curse that has blighted his lineage for generations, Alex must confront the vengeful specter of a sorcerer betrayed, a malevolent entity whose rage echoes through the ages. Unraveling the truth about his ancestors, peeling back layer after layer of deceit and treachery, will be a harrowing experience, testing his very soul. The journey is fraught with peril; loyalty is tested, betrayals sting like scorpion bites, and sacrifices must be made. Will Alex succumb to the throne's insidious power, becoming another pawn in the cycle of vengeance? Or can he transcend the darkness, forge his path, and finally break free from the suffocating grip of his family's cursed legacy? "Legacy of the Lost Throne" isn't just a fantasy adventure; it’s a poignant exploration of identity, redemption, and the enduring struggle to escape the long shadow of the past. It's a story that will stay with you long after you turn the final page, a tale as captivating as it is unsettling.