Raxxanterax Poe

Summit, a 30 year old Seon Creature from the ancient clan of Poe, loves to read books. But he wouldn't expect he would transmigrate right into a book, no less at that. Oh, hey! He really likes to read, what would you feel if your betrayed by something you love absolutely then gets thrown in some hard ass trials? Oh, I would feel like.. actually I have no idea. It was a normal cloudy day in the mountains of PavoClan (means Peacock Clan,) Summit, the one who loves reading books, is transmigrated after a strange hourglass hit him right on the head, into a book that was becoming extremely fun to read (what I need) and it was peak, with so much emotion. But a dark mystery was behind it. He never read to that point, so why know it? Why get killed by a hourglass that should actually do little damage, which, yea, it's quite hard to kill Seon Creatures? That was the important part, because the secret behind it will massively affect everything he'd ever known.

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]

Lucas was born a werewolf to one of the most powerful Nobles family second only to the King. Follow Lucas to discovering what it means to be a noble as well as what it means to be a werewolf.

I do not own this book or make it I’m simply putting it on this app for ease of access

Nathaniel Ouro could feel his body run cold, the sting of pain that racked his being began to slowly fade as his breath almost seemed sucked from his aching guts. Darkness began to slowly encroach his vision as fleeting thoughts seep into his mind. "Damnit... I should have listened to those assholes, they warned me to be cautious and that my bleeding would get me killed. Now here I lay, unsure where I am, I think I'm missing my kidney, a lung... God... Please, I don't wanna be here anymore. I wish... I wish I wasn't going to die and I wasn't on earth anymore..." [[Wish requirements fulfilled. ERROR; presets for wish are unable to be met. Host will die but consciousness can be transferred... Suitable host found. Stipulations put in effect. Will you accept?]] [[Y/N]]

Will you play the game? Will you be apart of the horror? Is he going too far? Or just far enough? Life, it’s difficult. It’s unforgiving.

Poe is an orphan that always dreamed of exploring the big world and after reading a book written by a great mage, Poe makes it his goal to become the greatest mage ever. After gaining access to the system like everyone does at the age of 15, Poe leaves the little elven village he grew up in. All to become the greatest mage the world has ever seen, but first and foremost tasting all the great food in the world! Well, if he had some commonsense that would help too. -------------------------------------------------- Release rate: Will write when I get stuck on my other webnovel. -------------------------------------------------- Chapter length: 1000 - 1200 words Might be a little more or a little less! -------------------------------------------------- Tags: - Level System - Game Elements - Slice of Life - Sword and Magic - Comedy - Adventure

C. Auguste Dupin is a detective created by Edgar Allan Poe. He appears in three stories that are often considered the first modern detective stories. Here’s a brief synopsis of each: 1."The Murders in the Rue Morgue" (1841) Synopsis: The story follows C. Auguste Dupin and his unnamed friend (the narrator) in Paris as they investigate a brutal double murder in the Rue Morgue. The victims, Madame L'Espanaye and her daughter, are found dead in their home under mysterious circumstances, with no apparent motive and with evidence that seems impossible to decipher. The police are baffled, but Dupin uses his analytical skills to piece together the clues. He discovers that the murders were committed by an escaped orangutan, which climbed through an open window, revealing how observation and reasoning can solve even the most perplexing mysteries. 2. "The Mystery of Marie Rogêt" (1842) Synopsis:In this sequel to "The Murders in the Rue Morgue," Dupin is tasked with solving the real-life-inspired murder of Marie Rogêt, a young woman whose body is found in the Seine River. The story is based on the real-life murder of Mary Cecilia Rogers, a case that was widely publicized at the time. Dupin meticulously analyzes newspaper reports and pieces together a timeline of events and motivations to uncover the truth behind Marie's death. The story showcases Dupin's methodical approach to solving crimes using existing evidence. 3. "The Purloined Letter" (1844) Synopsis: In the final Dupin story, Dupin is asked to recover a stolen letter that is being used to blackmail a member of the royal family. Unlike the previous stories, this case involves a more intellectual and psychological challenge. The letter has been hidden in plain sight by the cunning thief, Minister D—. Dupin's insight into human nature allows him to outsmart the minister and retrieve the letter. This story highlights Dupin's skill in understanding the criminal mind and solving crimes without physical evidence.

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Lucas was born a werewolf from the noble house of White. Join him on his journey of learning about his world Elysium as he makes his way to be the Strongest of all werewolf’s. To be of help to his father and His country. ( May have a slow start but once I get everything set up I hope it will move at a better pace for my readers.)

Wyll was back in the void of swirling grey, his head throbbing and only his heart seemed to echo in this void. "Wyll of the Purple Dragoons, you have been chosen to be my champion! Arise, champion of Chaos! Forge ahead in this war and rise to the top! I expect good things to come from you." A beacon of swirling greys and radiant red pulsed off Wyll as he rose from the rubble, the pain fading as he met eyes with the man who helped him in the alley. Tied to each was a silver thread, each exchanging glances as Askalon took a bow. "I am Askalon. I hold not the title of First Forged but something else. I am the First Mistake, the oldest living Weapon. I accept you as my Wielder O Champion of Chaos!" Everyone turned to Wyll, his eyes shining brightly as he took the hand of Askalon. The Weapon's form changed shape as, with worry, his acquaintances glared at him; the only Destroyer, Chaos, had chosen a champion. [[Welcome Wielder, I am Pandemonium, Pan for short. I am an entity tailored by Chaos for you, and it is my objective to assist you in 'The Battlefield of the Gods!' Pan will be fully operational shortly]]

This is a collection of Edgar Allan Poe's poems I am a huge fan of Poe's poems and want to spread them to the world!

Angel's and demons at war. Earth is the battle field. Love blossoms in a world that doesn't allow it. Will love be triumphant or will it tear the world apart.

To Be Determined

A struggling man, falls in love. But what will they make of it when she finds out all of his demons?