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What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

What if you're a tribal uncivilized man and you wake up one day to see a mobile phone? Kulkan is a young teen in an uncivilized tribe. He is always condemned for being different from other tribe men. He has no prior experience in battling whatsoever, but that soon changed when an advanced device fell into his hands. 'A gift from the gods' he says... Kulkan must use this device to solve the troubles of his tribe and also find out the true use of this device. Journey with Kulkan in this hilarious and action story! ————————————————————————————— Instagram: @larrycashbox

Hazel found herself in the realm of Arcadia where creatures of fantasy lived. Fascinated by what she saw, she was hopeful for a better life but found herself captured, quickly shattering all her hopes of a better life. Just when she thought her hopes of living were all in vain, she was saved and taken to the castle by the king who claimed her to be his destined mate. Hazel later learned that she had magic within her that she was unknown to. She pledged to find the truth about her origin and learn to put her powers to use. But in her quest to discover and uncover her hidden abilities, evil resurfaced, threatening the new life she had built for herself. When faced with the dark secrets of Arcadia, Hazel must fight for her survival and the survival of the realms. ------- Excerpt: Standing side by side, they watched as the crack on the ground grew wider and the black smoke that oozed from it became thicker. Standing beside it were the dark Elf and a banshee who had broken the five seals that sealed the darkness away and kept it at bay. "What is that?" Hazel asked. She could not believe the sight before her. A realm as beautiful as this harbored such darkness within it! On a closer look, she was able to identify Duran but she could not identify the other person standing beside him. "The Banshee," Arzaan replied. His gaze fixated on the two who had broken the seals he placed on the land. Shifting his gaze momentarily from them, he puts a shield on Hazel and holds onto her waist to prevent her from moving forward already knowing what would happen next. "Why are they...? Her words were left unfinished. Her eyes grew wide at the phenomenon that had materialized before them. "What is that?"

Love. Strength. Betrayal. Amidst the untamed wilderness of Montana, ancient tribal laws govern the lives of werewolves. Olivia Blackwood, she will shatter every tradition. She wanted to be the first female alpha of the Ebony Pack, she wanted to be a real alpha king. Father, brother, fiancé, husband No one can stop her from moving forward. She is one of a kind.

In a land of absolute darkness, a young boy found himself alone and afraid, lost in a world where the very earth oozed with rot and despair clung to the air like thick fog. The young boy remembers nothing of himself or his past, only his name and a deep, aching sense of loneliness.

When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck. Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc. How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime? By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him. ******* "Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully. “Drive!” It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.

In a world dominated by the relentless pursuit of cultivation and power, Alex, the scorned heir of a fallen noble family, is born with a dark fate—cursed to remain weak and unloved. Disowned and exiled into the treacherous wilderness, he faces a childhood marred by betrayal, conflict, and suffering. Yet, beneath his frail exterior lies an indomitable spirit fueled by a thirst for vengeance. Alex’s destiny takes a drastic turn when he stumbles upon an ancient artifact hidden within a mystical space, housing the soul of a long-forgotten demonic overlord. This encounter ignites a profound metamorphosis, granting him forbidden cultivation techniques, the power to manipulate blood, and access to long-lost abilities like soul manipulation and time control. As he embarks on his journey to power, Alex endures excruciating trials of body tempering, deceptive strategies using clones, and the mastery of spatial and time magic. Ruthlessly seizing control over magical beasts and mercenaries, he manipulates entire sects through mind control and cunning deception. His rise through a society built on strength is meteoric, and he hides his true abilities behind multiple facades, becoming both feared and reviled. Haunted by the betrayals of his past, Alex’s ruthless decisions stem from deep-seated resentment. Yet, as prophecy intertwines with his journey, he discovers the true role he plays in shaping the world’s fate. As he battles immortal cultivators and confronts tribal societies, Alex forges a path toward godhood. With timelines converging and secrets of his past life unveiled, Alex prepares for an inevitable war, aspiring not just to ascend beyond mortality but to rewrite the very fabric of existence. Betrayals, cultivation wars, and heavenly clashes await as he transitions from a powerless outcast to an eternal villain, feared across realms. In his quest for dominion over the world and beyond, every step in Alex's cultivation journey is marked by cruelty, schemes, and bloodshed.

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

It was supposed to be a new, quiet, and simple life for 15-year-old noble boy Nate Wole, who was kicked out and exiled by his family for being too weak in favor of his older brother, Hertzel, a selfish warrior who cares only about himself and his skills in magic. Desperate, he traveled to the lowlands of Wooda, where while camping, he had an unlucky encounter with one of the collection of tribes of the Undead Animals, a bunch of hostile undead animals who can wield weapons and shapeshift into humans and were despised and hunted by humans. After getting killed by one of them under an Undead lion named Sati, Nate was saved by them after they regretted their decision to kill him, and Sati eventually gave his position as tribal leader to him. Nate was shocked to here that, but he has no choice but to accept it. And now, he is a leader of Sati’s lion tribe. Soon, he united the other Undead tribes under the new country name, Wooda, while studying to be a good leader, and changed his identity to Lloyd Lewole, completely vanishing his old identity in order to forget his past. But, will he handle such a great responsibility?

In the tribal lands of north where culture and heritage power is the emblem of superiority. Men are preferred over women but after decades of having only sons, Khan Vladimir was longing to have daughter or granddaughter. Ayla's birth was akin to a good omen. She was born with special powers. She grew up to be loved by everyone but the her power becomes a curse for her. A seal has to be put on her mind and powers that can delay the time of catastrophe that can destroy everything. The new chief Aghan; the mightiest and strongest among everyone, the ultimate symbol of authority and power in northern lands, never lacked anything in his life. But his child bride has been kidnapped!!

"As our new tribal chief, you have a great responsibility. You must impregnate every woman in the tribe who wishes to give birth. As the tree of life's envoy, you do not have to worry about food. The village hunters will give tribute to the tree of life. You are allowed to eat the tributes as you wish." "So I only need to sit back and wait to impregnate whoever wants It?" Zuri, who had just transmigrated asked the middle aged woman in front of him. "That's right. As the only one with a seed in our tribe, you do not have to worry about most things." "When do I start?" "Right now, As the previous chiefs attendant, I need to teach you how to use your penis. So take off your clothes and let's mate." Just like that, the life of an ordinary man had suddenly turned to something he could only dream of. He may have not been reborn with a great golden finger like the many he has read of before. But he has the greatest thing a person could have in a world of women. A dick. ... Please note that the main character is A bit shy for the first few chapters, so bear with him for. bit. And we will be seeing some weird stuff in the future chapters. Though I can say that some of the terrifying tags like pedophilia, snuff and NTR will not be approached.

In a distant future, ten thousand years after the collapse of the Old World, humanity lives in isolated tribes amidst the ruins of a once-advanced civilization. Arak and Lyra, stumble upon ancient artifacts—a mysterious compass and a glowing disk—that pulse with hidden energy. Ignoring tribal warnings, they embark on a quest to unlock the secrets of the artifacts, uncovering a path to a powerful relic buried deep within the earth. But their pursuit awakens dark forces tied to the Old World’s cataclysm, threatening not only their lives but the fate of their entire tribe. As they navigate treacherous ruins and face ancient traps, Arak and Lyra must decide whether to harness the knowledge of the past or destroy it to protect their future. Whispers of the Ancients is a gripping tale of adventure and discovery, where echoes of a lost civilization challenge the balance of power in a world on the brink of transformation.

Bruce looked into her eyes, even in the midst of the darkness, she seemed to be the only one he could see. Not mindful of the blood that oozed out from his side, he drew her closer to him as she gasped in disbelief speechless! “You are mine Elena and I claim you!” A young weak Omega is taken prisoner by a rival Pack after the slaughter of her family and Pack members. She is relegated to torture and mockery; a weak blonde Omega who couldn’t shift. Fate brings her close to the Royal Chambers of the Lycan Castle where she meets the one who ripped her father’s heart apart. What happens when she finds out he is her fated mate?

The story of two lonely souls desperately in search of love, security, and a warm embrace! A woman hungry for revenge, craving blood, seeking vengeance, and a man with warm & kind heart craving love, and spreading love, certainly collided while crossing paths, and entangled with each other! Aysha, an arrogant, feisty, cold, cunning, vicious, and extremely dangerous boss lady of the famous mafia organization, black pheonix! Rehan Vashishth, a handsome surgeon in his last twenties. A soft spoken, young, compassionate, kind hearted man, and a well talented surgeon. Two opposite poles, two opposite personalities, two opposite characters, but were entangled with each other through the star crossed fate! .......... "Whyyy..?? I..I lov..loved youuu...!!" She asked him painstakingly, gazing at the bullets which were stuck on her body, resulting blood to ooze out! He smirked hatefully, and replied with a tone full of disgust, "Everything is fair in love & war! Today I won the war of revenge finally!" "Re...Revenge?!" She asked again not understanding anything, while he just shot the third bullet, "Revenge for my father, whom you snatched once mercilessly!" Her eyes turned blurry with tears, noticing the loathe & disgust directed towards her by the man she fell in love with, "Wh..Who's your fa..father?" "Shawn Williams!" He replied tearfully, with her eyes fixated onto the woman whom he was supposed to hate, but wasn't able to do it for some unknown reason. "Sha...Shawn Williams...!!!" A relieved smile graced her lips, as she repeated the name before closing her eyes fully, "The fun..niest fact of bet..betrayal is... It never com..comes from en..enemies!" "One day I hope you look back at everything that we had, and regret every single thing you did to let it end...!!! Goodbye, my lovee..!!"

ireoluwa was a girl with tribal mark, she is the only girl of her mother,because of tribal mark people don't want to associate themselves with her

I am tattooing a totem in another world. Author: A piece of nonsense. The wanderers who had lost their totems gathered together to keep each other warm, living without food or clothing, until one day they picked up a man from the earth. Traveling through another world, Lin Xiao looked at this primitive world in bewilderment. Every tribe in this world has its own totem. Only those who light the totem can become a totem warrior, so he silently picked up his job as a tattoo artist. . Lin Xiao: Brother, can’t you light the totem? Tribal man: ...Are you looking for death? Lin Xiao: It doesn’t matter, I’ll give you a tattoo and it will still work! Tribesman:? ? ? Content tags: Another World Traveling Through Time and Space Infrastructure One-sentence summary: Tattoo artist engages in construction in another world Brief review of the work: Lin Xiao, who had traveled through another world, looked at the primitive world in front of him and the two ronin kids. He looked at the sky speechlessly, no, he couldn't live this poor and miserable life, he had to do something! In the wilderness era, tribes fought, and the tribe was destroyed when the totem was destroyed. To become a ronin after the tribe was destroyed was to dance with the god of death. The ronin who lost the totem lived a miserable life until a tribe called Yanhuang appeared to break all this. Lin Xiao, a tattoo artist, traveled to another world to build a tribe from scratch, take in rogues, and carry out construction, gradually changing the rules of this iron-blooded wilderness era. #NoCp#

I am a Snow Owl-Leopard Griffin and I do not have much to complain about my life, I have a great yet odd mother, live on floating fairytale islands filled with other flying creatures, magic and mysteries, but how did I end up in the arms of this rascal of a demon?! When chased away from my homeland I have to grow strong fast or perish on the way before I can even learn how to fly properly, but thankfully destiny traces my way into the world of cultivating as I grow obsessed with the power pursuing such knowledge gives me. Especially because I have people to save… and those to take revenge upon. *Thinks cool phare while staring at the horizon, the wind brushing his clothes and hair, all serene and determination oozing off from his cool demeanor… except for the glimmering eyed demon staring at his side with yet another gift for his cold beauty.* …I don’t have time for anything else, so take your gifts away you rogue demon! ~~~~ ML: Cold beauty, I bought you flowers! MC: Uhum…*doesn’t take any* ML: I bought us matching outfits lovely beauty! MC: Uhum… *doesn’t change clothes” ML: My king, I brought you to our chambers. MC:Uhu- Wait, what? Daring rascal, scram! ~~~~Warning~~~~ Mature content including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. Enjoy~~ ~,^ PS. This is the second book of the series Reincarneted into a … but it can be read as a StandAlone.

Zok was the youngest son of the Chieftain of the Zukira tribe. But that was all he had going for him. To everyone else, he was known as the tribal deadbeat. Unlike his father and elder brother, he had no talents whatsoever and spent most of his days sleeping and eating. In a tribe full of great warriors, his existence was frowned upon. No one wanted to associate themselves with him. Until one day a mysterious cave appeared in the Zukira territory. The sudden appearance of such a cave wasn't a surprise as it was a common occurrence. These caves often had weird markings on them according to which the tribesmen classified them into different difficulties. This particular cave, however, was peculiar because it didn't have any markings on it. Thus the tribesmen decided to send in Zok along with a couple of others to go and investigate the cave. Zok was reluctant to do so but was forced by his family and under their pressure, he had to go in. The trio went inside the cave which turned out to be empty. There were no monsters inside, which was peculiar. The only thing inside was a pond filled with acid. Zok went to check the pond out but a moment later, he was pushed inside it. No one knew that the ones accompanying Zok were the ones who would try to kill him. However, instead of dying inside the pool of acid, Zok obtained a newfound power. A power that would forever change his destiny. Follow him on his journey for revenge, in the epic story: The Rise of a Tribal Deadbeat. *** Cover by: Joelin Tan

It started with a movie and it doesn't seem to end. She was just a normal girl trying to sort out her problems. She just started having friends, dreamt of college and escaping the house from the people she called family, maybe having a simple love life, it was on her wish list at least the last thing but then her story changed overnight, the crazy head that almost brought her to her death. The help he asked for costing her more than she could handle, even her heart but he doesn't seem to care about those tribal things, pathetic wasn't she, every ladies dream was him. The almighty SEBASTIAN. the one with the cold heart and mesmerising smile. He is none other than the bloody one you can't blame him still, he was still holy. she was torn between staying and leaving, he had taken her heart away when he was talking his shirt of her. But he was supposed to have a mate who wasn't her, she was from another world, another time and another everything entirely. "Horrors involved" Book cover not mine, from Printerest All rights to the owner. editing done by me.

Shalom park has always been a center of attraction. Known for its beauty, serenity and energy, people flock there everyday to take pictures, have picnic or just sit around enjoying the smell of the blooming cherry blossoms. Karina, a beautiful young lady sat under a purple Jacaranda tree, gazing up to the sky with loneliness and melancholy oozing from her. It was around noon and the sun was nowhere to be seen, instead the clouds condensed as if welcoming the arrival of a rain. "Looks like it's going to rain." Karina said to herself which sounded almost like a whisper. "How I wish it could wash away the pain I feel right now." She sighed. The sky rumbled, confirming the presence of an incoming rain. Karina stood up, packing her bag and prepared to leave but stopped suddenly after taking five steps. She stood there till the rain began. It started as drops but soon increased and within no time, Karina was soaked. She stood under the rain for about 8 minutes, shaking and sneezing continuously. Passers-by looked at Karina with strange gazes but went their way without approaching her. Tired of standing, she crouched and shivered like an animal hiding from its predator. After a while, footsteps echoed in the rain, getting clearer and clearer until it stopped beside Karina. The footsteps belonged to a young man who covered Karina with his suit and shielded her from the rain with his umbrella. Having bent for long, Karina had a hard time standing and could only stand with the help of the young man. "It's you!" After having a clear look of his face, Karina exclaimed. "Yes, it's me but what on earth are you doing in the rain like a kitten abandoned by its owner?" He questioned confusedly. With a bitter and lonely smile, Karina asked "You think so too?" *"I Can't Marry You...."*

Kazeem Olanbiwonnu emerged suddenly on the political terrain, he was a visionary determined to do things right and sanitize the political system in Nigeria, and bring his people out of religious, political, and tribal slavery at all cost. The people must have a sense of belonging to a nation from which they have been estranged even though they live in it. He sets out to remove the evil playmakers and their corrupt devices and manouvres from the picture to have a level ground for rulership when he attains power; he was helped by the Department of Secret Services who had initially recruited him. He succeeded and delivered his people, yet, despite it all, he must be betrayed to make him feel less of a god!! A northern conspiracy forced his “step down,” and the reversion to the old political status of Draconian laws; aided by the last person to ever cross his mind. Ifenkili; his loving wife.

A primordial vampire wreaks havoc across modern day Asia. Beset by the catastrophe, Muchen has to sacrifice himself to save his family. In an attempt to reincarnate, the magus ends up lost in time, his soul stranded all the way back in 1410, amidst the brightest pyres of the Inquisition. (read more...) ~ A slumbering immortal awakes deep in the Himalayas, sowing lethal nightmares across the mortal realms. Millions perish throughout India and China in mere hours, even as national armies struggle fruitlessly to contain its hunger. Ancient paragons of magic descend from isolation, and shapeshifter beasts rise up to defend their tribal courts, all in vain. Werewolves and vampires put their eternal conflicts aside and unite, not in an effort to win — but to live. Muchen Feng is an old mage caught up in an aftershock of the creature’s awakening. Despite his best efforts, he fails to hold on to what he cherishes most. Unwilling to resign to his fate, Muchen seeks a path to the past, and tries to reincarnate. Born anew, he shall rewrite all wrongs and erase his regret at the source. Alas, his plan goes awry and the ritual is interrupted just as success is within reach. His soul is nearly torn asunder, and he forfeits control over his own fate. Adrift in time and on the brink of collapse, he finds refuge in the Dream realms, but that shelter is far from flawless. Unable to halt his soul’s decay, he resigns himself to chance. Centuries earlier, in the savage Maltese Archipelago, a sickly infant is abandoned at the Valetta port. Taking pity on the dying boy, a kind soul takes him to a monastery. That pity however is misplaced, for within that frail body linger the last embers of a drifter from the future.

In the year 2500 CE, Captain Alex, a pirate spaceship captain, faces a cosmic mishap while escaping the relentless pursuit of the space corps. Stranded in an alternate Earth where the Roman Empire thrives, he finds himself devoid of the advanced technology needed to return home. Determined to adapt, Alex embarks on an epic journey to recreate modern civilization. However, he must navigate the perilous landscape of Britannia, contending with tribal conflicts, political intrigues, assassinations, betrayal, and ruthless raids. As he strategically maneuvers through the challenges, Alex becomes entangled in a mission to overthrow the existing empire and establish a new nation in this ancient world.

The continent is ripped into multiple factions as the Church of Light begins their war against the numerous tribes of the Wild Plains. As a pair of exiled twin alchemist flee the war torn country they discover a newborn baby and her mother who is gravely injured. Watch as this child becomes the bridge for the ways of his tribal ancestors and the technology of modern alchemy.

the novel is about Severus being reincarnated in a small swamp tribal village and then finding a pet to do his cultivation for him. this is my first novel so don't blame if it turns out bad, oh and also he will not immediately find the pet, the first few chapters will be setting the tone and setting if you know what I mean

Follow Seth into a world of Chaos and Order, where Daemons and humans wage war and the blood of a slain foe empowers your abilities and talents. Magic and Will can be manipulated by the strong, shaping the world and enslaving the weak. Monsters and cosmic horrors lurk in the shadows of Silva's landscape, promising a painful death to prey or the glimmer of unimaginable loot for the triumphant. In the hourglass of time, the alignment of Gods is shifting with the sands. The human settlements, once beacons of high society, now teeter upon the precipice of moral decay, descending into cesspools of sin and indulgence. The horns of Daemon hordes resound on the distant horizon, signalling the abandonment of tribal strife in favour of a unified empire. From the ether and unknown, a secret hand tips the hourglass for their personal gain. Reaving the sacrificed and empowering new legends with a trickle of substance and a torrent of deceitful promises. I no longer upload on Webnovel, please follow the link to the book on RoyalRoad. https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/69924/the-unusual-shepherd

“Good morning.” She greeted as she peeked on my male’s cheek with so much affection. And I could feel my heart start to bleed as the male destined for me smiled down at the female and kissed her temple with his heart oozing adoration. My wolf was on her hind legs staring at the female through my eyes. She fisted her hair and knotted them in a bun and my eyes fell on the glorifying fresh mark on her neck. I return my eyes to the male standing in front of me. That is when I noticed the angry red mark on his neck. And I could feel my heart shatter into a million pieces. “You didn’t inform me we were expecting a guest?” I am brought back from my world of thoughts when the female pulled back from my male and stood up with her spine straight. A charming sweet smile was what she offered me. “You were already asleep when I received the news of our guest’s arrival, my love.” His voice was thick and husky and they fell in my ears like a sweet melody the Goddess had kept me deprived off. His voice was filled to the brim with affection for a female who wasn’t me. My love is what he said. With so much love, adoration and affection that I wished to dig up my own grave and disappear forever. But that is not possible either. “I understand.” She nodded and turned to me. “I am Sigrún. Alpha Erdem’s female and Luna. Welcome to our land.” The moment I found out that there was another life growing inside me, I was scared, I was terrified. But the instant I knew it was his, I was on my way to find him, to reclaim him after all those years of waiting. But fate had other plans, and I suppose the Goddess loved making my life a living hell. He was supposed to choose me, he was meant to love me, he was born to be mine. He was my other half, my soul mate. But he bore another’s mark…he was mated to another.  

In a world where humans are born with affinities to magic, magic is divided into elements: Fire, Water, Earth & Air in addition to Light & Darkness. Humans can act as beacons to gather universal energy in order to compel elements into existence, it can also be morphed into shapes, wielded as weapons or armor & even more genius applications later described in the story. Humans established an empire in the local galaxy with the ascent of technology and magic, alien beasts, eldritch beings & tribal life forms were discovered but nothing indicated another human sized civilization.. Due to the peace and prosperity humans flourished in architecture, science and mystical arts. In the current age of the story humans have culminated a hybrid of magic & tech. Earth is the Crown planet in which the story begins, we are introduced to Maric the main character and his journey. Another civilization has made contact with humans. These beings call themselves Quel’Throrin. Beings who resemble the Elves of legend! After years of introduction and negotiation humanity now formally known as the Scarlet Empire became a player in the galactic stage! This tale will dive deeply into the ecosystem of different cultures through the themes of adventure, war & discovery!

Corpses filled the Valley of Death, as a man bearing a broken blade and a heavily wounded magical beast faced each other, both close to the doors of death. The man turned his gaze to his surroundings, his eyes burning with every one of his dead brethrens coming in sight. He held his blade tight looking upon the wounded beast once more, looking over it's body he thanked the fallen efforts against the beast. He then looked upon himself, not any better than the beast, his right arm dislocated,legs shaking for balance and blood oozing from his chest, his body functioning solely by his sheer will. He took a step toward the beast, turning the steps into a run, and the run into a charge, and finally the charge into an attack, piercing his blade into the beasts chest, cutting down to it's abdominals before letting go. And in one last attempt before it's death, the beast struck the man, ripping out his dislocated arm swiftly before it entered the land of the dead. The man didn't really mind it, cause it was already dislocated, getting rid of it was a great burden off his shoulders although it still hurt. The man then stared down the dead beast, taking a look on the killing machine that murdered thousands of humans. He thanked the gods for his success but mourned as he knew the great sacrifices needed only to kill one of them.That was untill he noticed a shining blue light, beaming from the wound he open in the beasts the chest. Wiping his tears he looked closer, his eyes finally collecting the image; an orb. He reached to it out of curiosity, and the the moment he touched it, the orb broke into blue smoke entering and recollecting itself within his body, making him the first human to gain magic, changing the tides of war for the Humans forever.