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Galactic Power

Centuries after the Humans of Old Earth were liberated from the control of a foreign power, they now thrive hand in hand with the Eran Federation. After being exploited for all of its resources by the invading power, Old Earth has long been designated as one of the several waste dumps within the Galactic Quadrant ruled by the Federation. Long disposed of by those meant to look after him, August Field, a descendent of Old Earth, is sent back to his origins where survival is dependent on luck and fate, and water is just as scarce as the presence of life. Surrounded by what is the remnants of what was once a thriving planet, all of August's present academic understanding is limited by Old Earth's lacking development. August's entire world view is upturned when he encounters a liquid metal artifact that had landed and settled on the abandoned planet. When the artifact assimilates with August, technological information that appears to be eons more developed than that of Old Earth, and from the few memories he has of his life before the wasteland, tens of millenniums further than the Eran Federation. What are the secrets behind this artifact? From where did it come? Who had the ability to create something as advanced as this artifact? And how far will will others go to get their hands on it? *** There will be several chapters in the beginning that try to give context to the world before the main character is introduced. I recommend that they be read simply for the sake of understanding the world in the novel just a little better. Hang in there and you will meet the MC soon enough! Thanks for giving this novel a hot
rudolph · 13.5K Views

She's My Sleeping Pill

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE
_frieyaVida · 2.6M Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 684.7K Views

Wings of Power

In a world teetering on the edge of ruin, the balance between order and chaos rests on the fragile shoulders of an unlikely duo. Maya, a young noblewoman, struggles to uphold justice in her barony amidst political decay and familial betrayal. But her world turns upside down when the voice of an ancient ancestor awakens in her mind, revealing that she is the chosen inheritor. As she grapples with her newfound role as humanity’s potential savior, she must also confront the realities of her crumbling household and the manipulations of a scheming stepmother who seeks to displace her. Canan Kane, a crooked and pragmatic lawman, stumbles upon a fragment of the same ancient power during a supernatural encounter. Driven by ambition and survival, Canan begins to wield his abilities with cunning precision, navigating a web of corruption and betrayal. But his growing thirst for power pushes him into the shadowy crossroads between heroism and villainy. As the fragments of the wings of power scatter across the world, the thin membrane separating their realm from malevolent, otherworldly forces begins to fail. Once, practitioners wielding the wings protected this fragile boundary, their factions ensured balance and justice. But with the factions long gone, humanity stands vulnerable to the encroaching darkness. Maya and Canan’s paths collide in a race against time. Maya, guided by her ancestor, seeks to master her abilities and reinforce the failing barrier. Canan, meanwhile, must decide whether his ambition will serve to protect or destroy as he uncovers deeper truths about the wings—and himself. In Wings of Power, legacy, ambition, and moral conflict weave a tale of power’s allure and its cost. Will Maya rise to become the beacon humanity desperately needs? Will Canan succumb to corruption or transcend it? And can they stop the impending darkness before it’s too late?
Author_fairchild · 5.4K Views

Whispers Of Power

In the vibrant city of Elmore, where power and legacy intertwine, Elmore Academy stands as a beacon for the gifted—young Supernaturals honing their extraordinary abilities. Founded in a world where humans and Supernaturals coexist under fragile peace, the academy is more than just a school; it’s a battleground for influence, alliances, and survival. Emma Aeonhart, the only daughter of the influential Aeonhart family, enters the academy carrying the weight of her family’s legacy—a family gifted with time manipulation but still struggling to solidify their place among the four great houses of Elmore: the enigmatic Erebos, the swift VortexWalkers, the nature-bound Sylvanwood, and the fledgling Aeonharts. Harry Erebos, the cunning second son of the ancient Erebos family, commands attention with his chilling darkness powers and sharp wit. Meanwhile, Emma struggles to find her place in the academy's rigid hierarchy. When the freshman tryouts commence, students eagerly await their placements into one of the academy's four dominant groups: The Shadows of Erebos, The Vortex Vanguards, The Sylvan Guardians, and the elusive Mystic Phantoms. But things take an unexpected turn when Emma is chosen by the Mystic Phantoms—a group shrouded in mystery and led by the enigmatic Mark. As tensions rise between the four families and shadows from the past begin to resurface, Emma, Harry, and their peers are thrust into a web of secrets, betrayal, and looming conflict. The academy’s walls, once seen as a sanctuary, now hide dangerous truths that could shatter the delicate balance between Supernaturals and humanity. In Elmore Academy, power isn’t just a gift—it’s a burden. And survival means understanding that not everything is as it seems. Will Emma uncover the academy's darkest secrets, or will she become another pawn in a game played by forces far beyond her control?
Adewale_Micheal · 260 Views
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