Aimer Torches

``` Tout a commencé par un baiser volé lors de leur première rencontre. [Attention : Contenu mature *PAS de viol et PAS de gros malentendus !] Statut : TERMINÉ ****** « Mademoiselle Lana Huang… Attendez-vous à recevoir une notification de harcèlement à votre porte très bientôt… » C'est ce que Lana a obtenu pour avoir embrassé un inconnu pour se sauver d'un mariage arrangé indésirable. « Pour autant que je me souvienne, vous m'avez embrassé avec fougue et avez même dominé tout le baiser. Vous avez clairement apprécié votre moment avec moi, alors s'il vous plaît, ne faites pas semblant que j'ai abusé de vous ! Et je vous ai dit, je suis prêt à vous dédommager ! » « Et comment comptez-vous faire ça, hein ? » Liam s'approcha, essayant d'intimider la femme fière qui ne clignait même pas des yeux sous sa pression suffocante. Lana fit quelques pas en arrière, leva la main et grogna, « Arrête-toi là Avocat Sy si tu ne veux pas goûter à la douleur d'un coup de pied dans les couilles après avoir été embrassé ! » ***** Rencontrez Lana Huang, une femme fière qui a gravi les échelons du succès dans sa carrière. Une avocate et une femme audacieuse, d'une beauté exceptionnelle qui fait rêver et saliver les hommes. L'amour était la dernière chose à l'ordre du jour car elle détestait les hommes… Mais le destin a voulu lui jouer un tour car elle a accidentellement embrassé Liam Sy, un homme riche, puissant et arrogant. Avocat de profession, la gloire et le succès le suivaient partout où il allait. Un avocat féroce qui gagnait chaque affaire sur laquelle il mettait la main. La fierté coulait dans ses veines et l'amour n'était pas à son ordre du jour car c'était un misogyne... Que se passerait-il quand ces deux... beaux et belles, fiers et têtus, misogynes et misandrines... se rencontrent et s'impliquent dans un mariage ? Bienvenue dans un tourbillon de romance entre ces deux-là - un manège émotionnel d'amour quand il se mélangeait avec la fierté, la jalousie, l'entêtement et la haine... Des gifles ? Pourquoi pas ! Vous allez sûrement aimer suivre leur parcours où tous les deux ont pris le risque de tomber amoureux… Un voyage de la haine se transformant en amour... ================ Note de l'auteur: J'espère que vous apprécierez la lecture de ce roman ORIGINAL de moi. Ceci est absolument une fin heureuse. Merci beaucoup d'avance pour votre soutien. Avec beaucoup d'amour, EUSTOMA_reyna Autres Livres : Le PDG qui me déteste (terminé) Le Général qui me déteste (terminé) Le Docteur qui m'aime (terminé) Ne m'embrasse pas (en cours d'écriture) The Untamed: Jeu des Cœurs The Crown's Entrapment Contactez-moi à : Lien Discord : https://discord.gg/PNGkTUy twitter : @EUSTOMA_reyna instagram : eustoma_reyna Page Facebook : @eustoma.reyna La couverture du livre est à moi... art de couverture par ava_arts38 (instagram) ```

"Tu es le clair de lune qui éclaire l'obscurité de la nuit~" "Tu es la pluie qui adoucit les terres asséchées~" "Tu es le souffle qui maintient mon coeur en vie~" "Haha, mon chéri, tu deviens meilleur pour me flatter" "Tant que c'est pour toi, je peux devenir meilleur dans tout ce que tu veux, ma chère petite femme." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - En fuyant pour sauver leur vie, elle se sacrifie pour laisser s'échapper son bien-aimé. Hua Lan se réveille dans une chambre luxueuse et inconnue, incapable de se souvenir de qui elle est. Apprenant que toute information sur son existence a été effacée et qu'elle doit se méfier des gens qui lui en veulent, Hua Lan commence une nouvelle vie sous une nouvelle identité. Entourée de son mari attentionné et beau, ainsi que de sa famille aimante, Hua Lan (maintenant Mu Lan) s'adapte à sa nouvelle vie. Mais désormais, dans ses rêves, elle entend une fille murmurer : "Jusqu'à ce que tu me dises 'Je t'aime', garderai nos souvenirs. Adieu, mon amour." Mu Liang sait qu'il se passe quelque chose de mystérieux autour de lui. Elle a des antécédents mystérieux et des capacités déconcertantes. Mais il ne se soucie pas de qui elle était dans le passé et pourquoi ils continuent de l'attaquer. Tout ce à quoi il peut penser, c'est l'aimer, la chérir, la garder auprès de lui pour qu'elle ne retourne jamais à son passé. Parce qu'il sait qu'il ne pourra pas vivre un instant sans elle. Ils essaient de résoudre le mystère concernant Hua Lan. Mais elle a besoin de retrouver sa mémoire. Le meilleur médecin ne comprend pas pourquoi elle ne se rappelle de rien. Cependant, en regardant une paire d'yeux cruels, sa tête lui fait mal. Puisqu'elle ne peut pas retrouver sa mémoire, ils doivent choisir une autre manière de résoudre ses énigmes. Mais que fera-t-elle après avoir retrouvé ses souvenirs ? Quelqu'un et certaines personnes devront recevoir une gifle. Mais qui recevra la gifle ? Et qui sera capable de rire à la fin ? ~BIENVENUE AU PREMIER LIVRE ORIGINAL DE PDG SUR WEBNOVEL~ ***C'est l'histoire d'une fille qui se bat pour elle-même et les gens qu'elle aime. Elle essaiera de découvrir qui elle est après avoir perdu sa mémoire et les gens autour d'elle l'aideront à résoudre les mystères qui l'entourent. ***en cours de révision. si vous trouvez des erreurs, veuillez nous en faire part*** **AVERTISSEMENT : NE PAS PLAGIER OU PUBLIER CET OUVRAGE SUR UN AUTRE SITE. SI VOUS AIMEZ LE TRAVAIL, DITES AUX AUTRES DE LIRE SUR WEBNOVEL.COM __________________________________ Série de livres : 1. Beau patron chéri de l'épouse 2. Ma femme est une déesse: 99 Baisers secrets 3. Bonheur Perdu 4. Le Cobra Autres livres : 1. Mon Aimé 2. Emmêlé par le destin __________________________________ Discord serveur- http://discord.gg/MaJMCyb Instagram: flow07.author Page Facebook: Flow07 Soutenez-moi- Patron : https://www.patreon.com/Flow07 Achetez-moi un café: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/Flow07

"M... Marissa ! Sont-ils mes enfants ?" Les yeux de Rafael ne se détachaient pas des visages adorables des enfants. "Non, Rafael. Ils ne le sont pas," Marissa dit avec un sourire forcé, "Ils ne sont pas les tiens. Tu te souviens ?" elle battit des cils de manière assez dramatique, "Nous n'avons jamais été mariés !" La sœur aînée de Marissa Aaron, Valérie Aaron, a abandonné son petit ami aveugle le jour de leur mariage et s'est enfuie. Pour sauver les apparences, la famille de Merissa l'a suppliée d'épouser Raphael Sinclair. L'ironie ? Elle n'avait pas le droit de dire à son mari aveugle qu'elle n'était pas Valérie mais Marissa Aaron. Le jour de la chirurgie oculaire réussie de Raphael, Marissa a appris que Valérie était de retour pour reprendre sa place légitime en tant que belle-fille des Sinclair. Marissa a tenté d'expliquer à son mari qu'elle était celle qui avait épousé, mais il ne l'a pas crue. Au lieu de le convaincre davantage, le cœur brisé, Merissa a décidé de quitter la ville sans lui révéler son secret. Raphael Sinclair était l'incarnation même de l'homme incroyablement séduisant et était le seul héritier du groupe d'industries Sinclair. Que ferait-il lorsqu'il apprendrait que tout ce temps la femme qui lui offrait son amour et son corps n'était pas Valérie mais sa sœur cadette Marissa Aaron ? Comment réagirait-il en apprenant qu'il était le père des bébés que Marissa portait en elle ? Chercherait-il à retrouver Marissa et à la reconquérir ? Et la question à un million de dollars ! Marissa serait-elle un jour capable de lui pardonner et de l'aimer à nouveau ?

Born in a place that I don't even know what this place is, its a dark city with only a light from torch, crowded with smoke, everyone is a worker, including me. One day when I had been working non-stop, I stopped and looked up, the square hole showed that there was light from outside this place. this is light from outside....right? follow the adventure of our main character! but will he find the secret of that place? or will he stay in that place?. and in this story don't worry, there will be action, mystery, and magic. i will be upload if this famous hahaha,just kidding,I will upload 2 or 3 chapters a week~~

[Mature : Pas de viol] Âgée de vingt-cinq ans, Éverly Eloise, une louve-garou orpheline de sang-pur est engagée par un homme riche qui avait soudainement besoin d'un aidant. Elle accepta le travail, mais elle ne s'attendait pas à découvrir le côté monstrueux de cet homme. Le côté de lui que les médias n'avaient jamais montré, ou du moins qu'ils n'avaient même jamais connu. Valerio Avalanzo, un homme riche européen qui a été trahi par son amante, ce qui l'a laissé dans une condition qu'il avait très bien cachée au monde entier. Cet incident l'a fait changer radicalement. Il est devenu froid, craint par la plupart, asocial, sans émotion, et surtout, il a développé une profonde haine pour le mot « amour ». Pour un homme qui était aveugle et qui éprouvait une telle haine envers l'amour, on pensait qu'il était émotionnellement incapable d'aimer qui que ce soit, laissant ainsi le monde avec cette perception de lui. Mais que se passe-t-il lorsqu'il rencontre Éverly Eloise, son aidant ? Est-ce que son cœur l'emportera ou sa haine de l'amour gagnera-t-elle ? Et que se passe-t-il, lorsqu'il découvre qu'Éverly n'est pas juste son aidant, mais aussi un loup-garou. Les créatures qui ont été les ennemis de sa race pendant des siècles ?

Felix has been carrying a torch for Gray, his childhood love, for as long as he can remember. After they graduated, Gray mysteriously cut off all communication, leaving Felix confused and heart wrenched. His friend, trying to help him move on, introduces Felix to her cousin Matthew, a silent, but charming Englishman who found his way onto Philippine soil. Matthew is everything Felix didn’t expect. As their friendship blossoms into something deeper, Felix begins to wonder if he can finally move past Gray. But just when things seem to be falling into place, Felix discovers that Gray is also attending Northerners University. Suddenly, Felix’s once-uncomplicated feelings become a tangled mess, as he finds himself torn between the nostalgia of his unspoken love for Gray and the fresh excitement of his budding romance with Matthew. With both men now a part of his campus life...things are bound to swirl around unexpected changes.

Cette histoire conte une longue épopée où quatre jeunes âmes sont choisies et arrachées à leur quotidien par l'Errant des Etoiles. Elles seront projetées dans le monde fantastique de Primis, un univers où la magie et le mystère se côtoient, et qui semble étrangement connecté au leur. Ensemble, ils doivent unir leurs forces pour empêcher le réveil l'ancien roi de Primis, dont l'obsession pour l'ascension divine pourrait anéantir le monde qu'ils vont, peu à peu, apprendre à aimer et à défendre au cours de leur grande aventure en tant que légendes.

In the verdant valley of Eldoria, where the mountains whisper ancient secrets and the forests hold the echoes of forgotten tales, **Leaf Ironwood** stands on the cusp of his eighteenth birthday, unaware that his life is about to change forever. Raised on a humble farm by his resilient mother, **Liora**, Leaf knows little of the world beyond his daily toils and the stories of heroes and magic that seem like mere legends. On the eve of his birthday, Leaf receives a mysterious inheritance from his late father: a sword that glows with an ethereal light and an old, leather-bound book filled with cryptic maps and riddles. This inheritance is not just a gift but a call to adventure, a legacy that beckons Leaf into the heart of Eldoria's most guarded secrets. As Leaf embarks on his journey, guided by the sword's ancient power and the book's enigmatic clues, he encounters a realm teeming with danger and wonder. From the shadowy depths of enchanted forests to the peak of the sky-touching mountains, he faces trials that test his courage, wit, and the strength of his resolve. Along the way, companions join his quest, each with their own tales and skills, like **Dain Ironfist**, a gruff but wise dwarf blacksmith, and **Mira Starwind**, a mage with a penchant for mischief and a heart full of secrets. The Legacy Blade, as Leaf discovers, is not just a weapon but a key to unlocking his family's hidden history, a history intertwined with the fate of Eldoria itself. Enemies from the shadows seek to claim the blade for their dark purposes, forcing Leaf to delve deeper into his father's past, confront ancient evils, and perhaps, find his own place among the legends of old. "The Legacy Blade" is a tale of discovery, of a young man's journey from the simplicity of farm life to the complexities of a world where magic and destiny collide. It's a story of battles fought not just with steel but with heart, where the legacy one leaves behind is as important as the path one walks. Leaf Ironwood's adventure is a testament to the idea that sometimes, the greatest heroes are those who never sought the title, but by fate, are chosen to carry the torch into the unknown.

Life is given for free but happiness comes with a cost that many can't afford to pay. *********** Even with the dark grey clouds that hovered over the vast sky and the dim light provided by the fire torch that was on the verge of being blown off by the wind, he could still see the glimmer in her eyes. The very same glimmer that appeared in those brown eyes everytime she was happy and for some reason, tonight he was unable to resist hir urges to steal a part of her. She was still standing by the door waiting for him to leave but he had not taken more than three steps before he halted and turned. His features were darker in contrast to the white shirt that he wore and the look on his face was a predatory one. Instead of getting scared, she watched him take the three stairs that led to her room's door and he was a few inches away from her, he finally spoke up. "If there is one thing that I hate, it's having regrets and I know that I will regret if I do not do this." A part of her was confused by his words and another part felt like she knew what he meant by those words. Before she even had a chance to contemplate on what he had just said, he leaned closer, curled his index finger on her pointed chin and tilted her in an angle such that she could feel his cold breath on her face that caused a shiver to run down her spine. Like she had been hypnotized, all she could do was to stare in those obsidian eyes that had held her captive. "This is a mistake that I want to commit again and again." His breath fanned on her face and goosebumps formed on her skin. Not because of the wind, but because of the effect he had on her. If it was some time before, she would have probably pushed him away or maybe escaped but as time had passed by, her feelings towards him had changed...

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.

In Norse mythology, the Vikings reverently called me the Midgard Serpent that encircles the world - Jörmungandr; in Christian mythology, Christians contemptuously referred to me as the Ancient Dragon, the Ancient Serpent - Satan; in Greek mythology, the gods fearfully named me the Hundred-Headed Dragon - Typhon; in Kunlun mythology, the shamans fanatically called me the Torch Dragon - Zhu Jiuyin… Mayan mythology, Buddhist mythology, Slavic mythology, Celtic mythology, Nahuatl mythology, Japanese mythology, Assyrian mythology, Egyptian mythology, Finnish mythology… In numerous mythological tales, I traversed through them, known as a monster, yet only seeking the truth. … This is a story of an evil god.

 Mon nom a t'il vraiment une importance j'avais un très bon ami qui aimait le risque.  Aimer le risque était un euphémisme, il aimait tout ce qui pouvait être jeu mais je me suis retrouvée embarquée dans son histoire folle est-ce de sa faute ou pas j'en sais rien mais je me retrouvais avec l'homme le plus dangereux du game. Vous n'y comprenez rien sur le coup prenez une place confortable je vais raconter ma vie.

It was raining heavily at midnight and the birds sitting on the trees started flying towards the sky due to the loud thunder. In mansion, a 36-year-old man was searching for something inside a large deserted mansion, going from one room to another. The man was wearing black clothes. There was no one else except that man in such a big and luxurious mansion. There were lines of worry on the man's face and he was searching for something. Even after searching every corner of the room, the man did not find that thing. Seeing this, the man immediately went to the fourth floor of the mansion. Just then his phone started ringing. Seeing someone's name on the cellphone screen, the man immediately picked up the phone without wasting time and heard a loud and angry voice from the other side. "What happened Jack?! Did you find the box or not?" Hearing the man's voice, Jack said nervously, "No! Sir, but don't worry, I will find that box very soon and bring it to you!" "Finish this work quickly, and yes, if you come without that box, I will not leave you alive!" Saying this, the phone gets disconnected from the other side. Jack wipes the sweat from his forehead and walks towards the corridor. Then suddenly a foul smell spreads all around. "What kind of smell is this? Maybe it is the smell of a rat being killed!" Saying this, Jack moves forward. While going from the corridor to the other side, many black shadows were also walking behind Jack. While walking, Jack goes inside a room, then suddenly the door leading outside closes with a loud bang and one by one all the lights go off. And darkness engulfs all around. Seeing this, Jack immediately turns on the torch light of his phone and says in panic, "Who is it?" Then a scary growling sound starts coming. Something like water was falling on Jack's head from above. Seeing this, when Jack put his hand on his head, his whole hand became red with blood. Seeing this, Jack's breathing slows down and his heart starts beating fast.

Blessed with a peerless beautiful face, Xiaofei was worthy of winning every men's heart and gaining women's envy in her previous life. But she foolishly fell in love with the evil prince, and was destined to die at the hands the one she loved. However, after her cruel death, Xiaofei finds herself alive again inside the body of a beautiful young lady from the noble Lin family owning the same name as her. But even in this new life and body. Evil schemes and scandals won't let her escape. Xiaofei swears to overturn the world and slay her enemy. With a cruel era like this, one can only forcibly try to make a shell and protect oneself from harm. Men and women needs to be bought. Golden Throne has to be passed over. Empire must be conquered and torched down. And hearts needs to be snatched. However, who would have thought that a man full of viciousness and arrogance that could pierce the sky would suddenly barge into Xiaofei's life? And would shamelessly whisper next to her ear, "Your enemy is my enemy and your wish is my command. However, I also have another wish that only you could grant for me." "That is to have my wife for breakfast, lunch, snack, and dinner." Xiaofei : ......... .... Disclaimer: The character(s) on the cover is NOT MINE and all credits will be given to the Owner/Artist. (I only edited the picture)

In a dark night a skinny male walks out of a house shaking with iron armor on and a long diamond sword he walked forward and began scavenging with a torch in his left hand his with people in black robes with crossbows in their hands and a banner with a weird symbol in it follow this man closely i watched intently as i reported it to a gang located in a warehouse.

In a world where there is no place for weaknesses, in a world where the supernatural creatures only rules. The story of a merciless king and innocent girl has been written. A story of an impossible love, where the king of werewolves that lived for a thousand of years found his mate, after almost giving up finding his one and only. An innocent little girl that was far away from the world dirtiness and roughness steps inside his life breaking his world for parts. A rare white wolf that has a breathtaking beauty, a charm that can send any man kneeling on his knees, a girl that holds an incredible power that she still not aware of. Where she was able to find a road to the abyss of his darkness and lit a torch of light for his soul to follow toward happiness and redemption. However, her journey wasn’t that easy, especially when she is hunted by other creatures seeking her power. Could she find her peace as well as discover her own power and strength without hurting people around her? Could she save the bad, bad wolf from his darkness? It is all questions that you could find answer for only if you read the story. >> Please kindly leave a review <3 <<

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

In a world where life holds little value and the line between right and wrong is obscured, how well can you hold on to your beliefs and ideals? are you willing to risk your life to uphold them? History books call him a tyrant, a villain who ushered in an era of bloodshed and slaughter, plunging the world into chaos. And yet, paradoxically, they also mention that he was loved and cherished by his people at the time, as soldier and civilian alike had no qualms putting down their lives for his cause. How did this enigmatic man come to power? And what were the circumstances that molded such a man? Join Alexandre on his journey, in a world where souls influence the physical, as he carries the torch of change in a world plunged by darkness. ------ First ~10 chapters might be slightly confusing, but they're essential for world building + character development

In a world of mystery and wonder, where the unknown beckons and tempts us, humans struggle to find their place. The allure of the abyss that stares back is undeniable, its depths shrouded in mystery, waiting to swallow us whole. But in this darkness, there is also light, a glimmer of hope that drives us to surpass our limits. As we teeter on the edge of despair, a hero rises from the ashes, bearing the torch of hope, a beacon shining in the night, guiding us towards a brighter tomorrow. And so it has always been, the eternal dance between hope and despair, a constant tug of war between light and darkness. The world is a vast and sometimes unforgiving place, but it is also full of surprises and wonder. From the tallest mountains to the deepest oceans, from the most bustling cities to the most isolated towns, there is always something new to discover. In this world, heroes come in many forms – a friend who lifts us up when we fall, a stranger who shows us kindness in the darkest of times, a family member who stands by us no matter what. These heroes may not wear capes or possess exceptional power, but they embody the human spirit, that indomitable will to rise above the challenge, no matter the odds. It is in their resilience and perseverance that we find inspiration, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope. Like the first ray of sunshine after a storm, hope is a powerful force that keeps us going, that drives us to rise, no matter how many times we fall. As we step into this world of mystery, let us remember that we are not alone. Let us hold onto the hope that heroes are always born, that even in the darkest of times, a glimmer of light can brighten our way. Let us embrace the uncertainty of this vast and unknown world, for it is this very mystery that makes it all the more mesmerizing. AN//: I WILL UPLOAD 1 CHAPTER PER DAY and it will be 18+ because i will post some gore and sex scene

Renese Morgan Cagney decided to go on a mission when the members of her team were abducted by an unknown organization in another country. But she met a man named Augustus Demitrov--a man who boldly wanted her to become his woman but she rejected him and married another man because she thought the man was her childhood friend who got arranged by her parents when they were children. As she avoided Augustus, she slowly fell in love with him. But the truth was revealed when she discovered that Augustus is the son of her enemy who targeted the country where she lived, the one who put Tiero Salve to the torch when she was a child, and the one responsible for her parents' deaths in front of her. Will Renese choose to follow her heart, embracing the love she shares with Augustus, or will the wounds of her past lead her down a path of vengeance?

This volume is a poignant exploration into the ambit of African feminism, encapsulating the stories, struggles, and triumphs of the women who have carried the torch of equity and empowerment. This book is a tribute to the strength, diversity, and indomitable spirit of African women who, against the backdrop of diverse cultures and histories, have shaped and continue to shape the discourse on gender equality.

[Status: COMPLETED] In her previous life, Adrienne Jiang had used all means to save her mother’s life. Her father had neglected her after marrying his mistress, allowing the mother-and-daughter pair to bully her to no end. The older brother whom she thought she could rely on gave her a cold shoulder and chastised her instead for not cutting their mother’s life support. In her despair, Adrienne almost fell into the trap set by her stepsister. In the end, she entered a contractual marriage with her best friend’s brother, Alistair Han, a man she’d been carrying a torch for from a young age. Only then did she realize that the man was manipulative and obsessive, not wanting her out of sight. She had been treated like a bird trapped in a golden cage. In the end, she met her demise at the betrayal of her brother and everything was lost in the fire. After being reborn, she was determined not to continue being a good-for-nothing person. Lennox Qin, the vicious young master of the Qin family, was set to become the next head of their family. However, because of an incident, he was crippled and deemed unworthy. When he and Adrienne’s paths crossed, they came to an agreement. “I’ll marry you to remove your bad luck and be your wife for two years. In return, allow me to use you to destroy the Han and Jiang families.” The man seated in a wheelchair merely raised a brow at her declaration. His lips then curled into a dashing smile and he agreed without batting an eyelid. However, when the time was almost up, he rushed to convince her to stay in their marriage. “Madam Qin deserves the best. If it’s the world you desire, I’ll bring it to you on a silver platter. You can have the entire world, but darling, do not forget that while everything belongs to you, you belong to me.” Adrienne furrowed her brows. “But you don’t even like me...” She reasoned out, thinking that her husband might have lost his mind. “No, I didn’t, but I do love you now. In fact, you are the only one I think of these days.” However, it seemed to her that not only her husband was trying to get her attention but her in-laws as well. Editor/proofreader: ninaviews Warning for future r18 scenes and themes not appropriate for young audiences. Copyright2023 anjeeriku

The roar of a martyr for truth on the pyre. "The order of celestial bodies in the universe cannot be altered by anyone. The world of stars is not a box. People will eventually recognize the truth of Heliocentrism. You are ultimately just a higher being who claims to be God in this world, not an omnipotent creator." Knowledge is power! Respect for teachers and their teachings, passing the torch from generation to generation, scholars in natural science persevere, passing on their knowledge through the ages. One day, even the so-called gods will merely be dissection specimens on the experiment table! --------------------------------------------------------- THIS IS A TRANSLATION! Author: 一行白鹭上青天 Notable Works: A Sorcerer's Journey Status: Completed (1143 Chapters) Total Recommendation (Rating): 430,400 (The cover will be redone)

#COMEDY #FANTASY #HIGHSCHOOLROMANCE Teenage high schooler, Goldie Markell is a bright, perfect, angelic teenage girl, born without a belly button! That's right. No belly button, no depression even... her belly is smooth as an eggplant! And even though her parents say she is perfectly normal, she knows well that she is definitely not normal. Because... No normal human, in fact, no other existing human was born without a belly button. And so, Goldie is convinced that if people ever found out about her not having one, they would call her... a freak. And they would probably expunge her from society… or do something much worse... "Light the torches! Raise the pitchforks! Kill the witch!"... That sounds about right. Yup.  This is why all her life, Goldie has worked conscious of the fact that she has no belly button, and ensured that she kept it a deep, dark secret. Hidden away from the world. And as it seems, the gods are with her because everything is going great for her. That is, until she hits puberty and suddenly, she starts growing wings! ... Okay, hold on. As if coming into puberty late was not bad enough, Goldie finds that she is all of a sudden growing wings like a freaking animal! Why was she growing wings?... Wings of all things! How do you hide something so big? Why was puberty so different for her? How was any of this 'normal'? These questions lead Goldie to answers she could never predict, as she finds that not being 'normal' is only the beginning of the many tragic escapades of her highly eventful life... Because, poor Goldie finds that not only is she not normal, she is barely even human! So… what is she? What is her true identity? And how can she continue to fake a 'normal human life' as a regular teenage high school girl whilst keeping hidden her secret identity as whatever unknown creature she is?... ...especially when her strange, unusual process of maturity into adulthood comes with the strangest, most spontaneous, most difficult to hide, and most disaster-prone physical symptoms? How is it possible that she would not soon be discovered by her friends, her schoolmates, her oh-so-handsome and observant crush, who somehow always happens to be there when the weirdest things happen, ...and the ever-watchful eyes of the government? Let's pray for Goldie, shall we? ____ Book cover Art Credit: weheartit.com

The focus centers on the god king of unparalleled might. After engaging in a climactic battle against both demonic forces and celestial entities, he makes a monumental decision. Abdicating his throne, the god king bequeaths his divine legacy to a son long lost in the human world. As the story unfolds, it delves into the aftermath of this celestial conflict, exploring themes of sacrifice, inheritance, and the profound impact of a god's choice to pass the torch to a descendant in the mortal realm.

Lycan only wishes two thing in his life. He wants some quiet peace and safety of his mother. BUT! All hell will break loose when his past comes haunting him down with a gentle knock on his door, and when I say that I mean literally past comes knocking on his door, or in his case past comes knocking down his mailbox! But what happened? Why all hell will break loose you ask? Because more than 1 million people from earth got their concisioness trapped within a game which he used to play in past. So there goes his dream of peace out of the window! Then comes a man in a back suit, threatening him with his mother's life, so safety of mother goes out of the window too! Now when he got himself stuck inside that game, which turned out to be a real world in different dimension, along with 1 million players, what's he going to do? He already know that he's a reincarnate individual with his memory sealed for some reason, and he also know that not only this other world is real but also have living and breathing demons and gods along with the mythical monsters! But as if all of this was not enough to turn his already white hair into a colour which even he can't think of, he also know that this world is at brink of collapse because of ongoing war between gods and demon over an artifact call [The Amrit] But knowing all this won't solve anything and when he stop to think about all the ancient mysteries and myths of this world, the first and most important question he ask himself is... "Just what the hell I'm going to do?" Other Synopsis : Tales never die for they're passed down from generations to generation! Mostly because there are entertaining but partly because they are a little bundle of ideas, carefully packed into a gift parcel by our ancestors as a present for us future generations. They hoped to pass the torch, they hoped that we'll learn, they hoped that we'll understand what they meant even long after their mortal shells vanishes with a gust of wind along with scattered sand right into the river of time. The river which never stops for a male or for a female, not for a man or for a beast, neither for a living nor for the dead, even mythical gods and demons succumb under ruthless current of this heartless river of time. This is a story about a boy who picked such a tale from this river and the tale was about a wolf! The boy was so inspired by this tale that he thought like a wolf and fought like a wolf, until one day he himself turned into a wolf and eventually got his own tale called 'The White Wolf!' I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad

As the daughter of the most powerful high lord at court, Jordyn's father intends to make an advantageous match for her, securing more power for himself. Jordyn however, couldnt be more appalled by the thought of spending her life as nothing more than a dutiful wife. Accidentally pulled into her cunning brother's schemes, Jordyn finds herself caught in a rat race for power and freedom against none other than her former best friend who secretly harbours a torch for her. Jordyn uncovers a truth that could very well clear a pathway for her to escape her fathers plans but she also soon finds that in order to get what she wants, she would have to risk everything she has.

Kivas Chariot was struck by the sun, resulting in an unrecoverable corruption within his soul. With no Worlds willing to take him, he became a Disgraced, barred from entering the cycle of reincarnation and doomed to be crippled as he repeated his next beginnings in Ad Infinitum. However, through a fateful encounter with the Deity of Exploration, he got reborn as an Amalgam. A weird looking tadpole-shaped blob with three arms, with one of them holding the Torch of Blight. He couldn't see, hear, touch, nor perceive anything beyond the illumination of his flickering eternal torch. Fortunately for him, the Deity of Exploration decided to grace this torch of his with random selectable upgrades for every discovery milestone that he reached. The catch was, Death would reset all of it to zero. "If I get a nickel every time I spawn somewhere that will result in my death almost immediately, I would have five. Which isn't much, but I'm sick of it reoccurring!" T'was the beginning of an atrocious and painful Era of Roguelike Exploration. ____________ The cover illustration belongs to its respective creator.

The little duchess' life seems to be perfect, especially after her wedding with the most desired bachelor in the kingdom, the one who drove out all the monster from the Black Wood. Despite her father's initial protests, Iris is able to marry the love of her life and feels that the rest of her life will only be bliss. But not everything is what is seems at her new home and little by little secrets revail themselves, making Iris understand the reasons behind her father's protests. ---------------- Her wedding night found Iris more nervous than she thought. The maids bathed her and changed her into a nightgown which was semi transparent, the silhouette of her body being evident throughout the thin material. After the maids left she laid down on her bed, but only for a second. Her nerves didn’t let her lay there, she couldn’t even sit on it as she knew what was to come. Or at least she thought she knew as she, like all noble girls, was taught about the duty of a wife in the bedroom. But she didn’t know about the tingling in her stomach and the heat coming from inside her from those lessons. No, those were the feelings her now husband showed her with only a kiss. That thought made her touch her lips with her finger. She blushed when she remembered the kiss, the one that started all of this. It happened only a month ago, on a dark night with no stars in the sky and the moon hiding behind the dark clouds, promising a heavy rain. But not a single drop fell yet and the castle's garden was lit by small torches which trew trembling shadows on the ground. She could remember his hands touching her arched back and caressing it while his other hand touched her cheek before sliding behind her head, entangled in her beautifully done hair. He looked passionately into her eyes, his green eyes making her forget about anything else. The smell that came from him drew her closer until their lips touched and she closed her eyes, letting herself drown in that blissful feeling, in those hard arms. He made her forget everything outside their embrace. They forgot where they were and the reason they were there. They forgot about the ballroom full of chatting people, full of music and dance. It was only them at that moment, in the garden. “You son of a bitch!” a cry woke them and they separated from each other. “You will pay for this!”. The man that was screaming at them approached and before Iris realized what was happening, he punched her partner hard.

In the land of Yigena where two suns rise and set. Four kingdoms coexist with each other. With the Silver Bloods riding their dragons as they lead their nations, the Red Bloods struggle for power. It has been like this for centuries. From the eastern kingdom of Raxes, an outcast named Ryzen, and his twin sister, Raya, faces the daunting annual coming-of-age ceremony for all the sixteen years old in the kingdom. Being born from the cursed Red Bloods, they either become the rich red blood's slave or become the Avatar. Being the Avatar means death, for whoever crosses the wall never makes it back alive. But the gods never answer their prayers; his twin sister got selected to be an Avatar. Fear-stricken, he made a drastic choice. Now he is Raya Rozenhart, the new Avatar, chained to guard the kingdom against the terror outside the wall. Leaving his old self, he faces the unknown. But his tale has yet to start when the horrors outside the wall grow stronger each day. Sent to conquest to find the people who can only save the land, he sets off to search high and low for the mythical criminals of the Yigena. - - - - "The world offers a million ways to die, but only one way to survive: be one of the darkness. I had a noble name once, born from the noble principles I had once served. Betrayed by the heroic ideas I would have served, where I was excellence, now I am deformed. Tricked into this existence, I will be the monster that every hero will dream to murder. I am the oblivion. I am chaos. I am the darkness. I am the world's greatest villain. You sing of love and gods, everything to strengthen your faith; I will have to quiet that first. Every dream is a torch of hope that I must snuff out. Let me tear your limbs. Let me break your soul. Let me watch you die, eyes knowing that you served my dark purpose. I will regard your cries as braying steeds, waiting to be whipped, broken, and bridled. Your scream will be the soothing hymn of crows at dusk. Come. Let me earn your hatred. Noble is this carnage; I march to exact my vengeance – to drown this world with blood. I will let you and your brethren lament my unholy birth. I am not a god. I am not a king. I am worse." -Ryzen Rozenhart - - - - - - - - - - - - You can find me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/IceFontana18Official Review and gifts are much appreciated.