Baki Praying Mantis

Exiled by the Armellian guild for a crime he didn't commit, and in the process being marked as an outcast for all to see by the church of the "Luminarum" in the rare ritual of "Exilation." Banished to the lands of the Discarnum, the realm of the long dead and the forgotten. In the darkness of a past civilisation, a hidden power awakens; with it, an ancient being rears its head from deep with the shadows that stem into the darkness of the abyss, the abyss of one's broken soul. Sealed away by history long past, the secrets and truths of the forgotten, present, and future will be revealed, and the sins of those will come crashing down. Can one young man's fall into darkness and the past suffering of his soul begin the veil of chaos that will spread across the lands, or will it be their saviour from it all and the monsters that roam in the darkness and the light? "When the embers fade into the abyss... all that will remain is the void between realms. In that never-ending darkness, something is waiting. I pray that it never comes, for I know this is a lie; it is coming... I just hope that it never comes to pass. This is my only wish for their sake." The last hero of the lost age.

1453, a year that marked the end of an era With one city's fall, a shift from Medieval to Modern Constantinople, a name etched in time For a thousand years, stood strong and sublime Against foes that dreamed to take her down She persisted, unbroken, a true crown But tonight, everything changes Guns fired, women weep, men yell in ranges Praying to God for a savior's grace To rescue their city, to restore its place In history's twist, God answered their plea Sending a new emperor, the one they'd need Antonius, born of the seas To lead the Romans, a new destiny To reach another pinnacle of might And end the city's terrible plight 1453, a year that will forever divide Medieval and Modern, with a fallen city as the divide ------------------------------------------------------------------- AD1453, as the city of Constantinople prepares for its final fate, a pirate captain and crew sailed into the golden horn, history made an abrupt turn from this point onward.... Discord: https://discord.gg/fqm22ERK2C

“Robert must be told,” Ned said. “If what you say is true, if even a part of it is true, the king must hear it for himself.” “And what proof shall we lay before him? My words against theirs? My little birds against the queen and the Kingslayer, against his brothers and his council, against the Wardens of East and West, against all the might of Casterly Rock? Pray, send for Ser Ilyn directly, it will save us all some time. I know where that road ends.” “Yet if what you say is true, they will only bide their time and make another attempt.” “Indeed they will,” said Varys, “and sooner rather than later, I do fear. You are making them most anxious, Lord Eddard. But my little birds will be listening, and together we may be able to forestall them, you and I.” He rose and pulled up his cowl so his face was hidden once more. “Thank you for the wine. We will speak again. When you see me next at council, be certain to treat me with your accustomed contempt. You should not find it difficult.” He was at the door when Ned called, “Varys.” The eunuch turned back. “How did Jon Arryn die?” “I wondered when you would get around to that.” “Tell me.” “The tears of Lys

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky. Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist. Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody. Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell. Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly— "Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you." Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

Artie had lived her whole life feeling like a joke. Whether it came to her full name, her parents ‘abandoning’ her and her next door neighbours taking her in, or finding out that her lover was part of a cult and was cheating on her. Said lover then stabbed her. It felt like she just couldn’t catch a break. So when she found herself in a puddle of her own blood, staring up at a fake painted sky, she could only find humour in the situation, and prayed that the next life was kinder. Only she woke up. In the same body, with the same stab wound, only in a world full of magic, swords, and a dead King Arthur? Yup. The round table existed, the knights existed, and so did everyone of legend that she’d heard about as a child. Only it was the beginning of their tales. Nothing had happened yet, except the formation of Camelot, the crowning of the King, and then the sudden death of the King of Legend, King Arthur Pendragon. She would have thought this was another cruel joke if everyone wasn’t wandering around in mourning clothes. If this was a practical joke, it wasn’t a very funny one. Artie was tired. She’d already spent almost a decade working as a police officer, and then a detective, so she felt like she had earned her peace. Especially after all the shit she’d been put through, but someone had different plans. And Artie’s life wasn’t quite done yet. In fact, it seemed like in the eyes of the creatures of this world, this was where she was always meant to be. The time she spent getting her ass handed to her in the other dimension? Just a warm up. And now she was expected to just…go along with what everyone else wanted her to do? Including magical beings who were responsible for taking her from one dimension to another. Artie felt like she was in over her head, even if there were several concerned, attractive knights around her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to run away from all the new responsibilities, or embrace them. She wasn’t a rule breaker by nature, but maybe now was the time to change?

Lucius, who was a handsome man in his village, was suddenly exiled. The reason was because he didn't awaken any talent for beast-taming. The villagers didn't feel sad at all because Lucius was an orphan; although he was handsome, looks didn't matter in this world; only power was. Lucius, who was now walking nowhere, soon rested on the sacred tree that was usually being prayed because of its size and age. Lucius then immediately prayed that he wanted revenge. Then, something happened to Lucius as he met the real sacred tree that was inside the tree. Lucius smirked, as this would probably help him, right?

Amelia has slaved her whole life, working multiple jobs to help support her poor husband Caleb― only to discover he is a millionaire! When confronted, Caleb feels no guilt. He divorces her immediately to pursue his true love, leaving her with nothing to her name. “Kelsie is the woman that I love, the woman who truly deserves to be by my side,” Caleb said. “Now, sign the papers and I can end this farce of a marriage.” But thankfully, fate has yet to close all its doors on her. The messy breakup has led Amelia to meet the elusive Matteo Montgomery, the mysterious owner of X’el International Inc., and even though Amelia could have sworn that this is the first time they have ever met, Matteo seemed to hold more interest in her than ordinary. With her divorce finalized, Matteo’s courtship quickly grows more extravagant. He offers her everything, from a job as his secretary, a new penthouse apartment, and a permanent home in his heart. But just as Amelia’s heart begins to open up to Matteo’s sincerity, Caleb comes crawling back, determined to ruin her life. *** 【Excerpt】 “Oh?” Matteo asked, and Amelia caught a hint of amusement in his voice. “Then pray tell, what did we converse about?” Amelia swallowed. Good heavens, he was so close. She could barely even breathe, afraid that every movement she made would just amplify how loud her heartbeat was. It was racing like a bullet train at this point, and she felt it clog at her throat, refusing her a chance to speak. “I… I…I―” “I have no girlfriend, Amelia,” Matteo said. “And before you overthink, I do not have a wife in secret either.” His fingers didn’t let go of her wrist, and instead, it even tightened its grip. It wasn’t painful in the slightest, but it sent surges of electricity rushing through her body as though she had been struck by lightning in the most thrilling of ways. A coy smile curved his lips, and he leaned in just the slightest. His lips were now a hair’s breadth away from hers, and Amelia instinctively held her breath. “Unless, perhaps you would like to volunteer?”

Anthony was an orphan and has been through the hard life filled with suffering Working twenty four hours a day with nothing to show for it. He prayed everyday for a better day but god seem to not hear him He only read novels and other books in other to escape his harsh reality, because it was only in it he found solace He died one night on his way home from work after cursing god for the first time as a result of his frustration. He thought he would be heading to hell for cursing god. But a Unique being that even the universe couldn't fathom was intrigued with Anthony's soul. He decided to grant Anthony a wish after he had been through a hard life Follow Anthony as he vows to achieve whatever he couldn't in his past life. He shall stand above all with absolute power All tremble with just the mention of his name Overpowered✓ Handsome✓ NOTE: This is my first book HAREM PASS: DENIED R-18: DENIED Support us with your power stone and gift. .................................................................... NOTE: The book cover isn't mine, if the owner wants me to remove it, I will

Lucan Ironfist came from a noble family, but he wasn't the eldest son. When his brother became the head of the family and he turned 18, Lucan would become a commoner. A strange rule, but that's how it was. So Lucan began to think of a way to live a peaceful life. As he was considering this, his mother arranged for him to become a priest in another city. A priest didn't have to worry about food or housing, and all he had to do was watch over the temple and the statue. It was easy work, so he agreed and arrived at the city. One day, as he was watching over the temple and the statue, a poor-looking girl came to pray. When she prayed to God, light gathered around her body. Lucan was surprised and suddenly remembered the plot of a certain game. Originally, Lucan was from Earth and had traveled to this fantasy world. When he was on Earth, he played a game with a plot where a merchant family's illegitimate daughter, bullied by her family, awakened the power of a saint. Lucan decided to keep this secret and train the saint so that in the future, he could have an easy life and save himself from any crises. --- **The novel idea came from a Japanese novel, so there are similarities between the two novels, but the protagonist's personality is different, which makes the two novels completely different as the story progresses. **Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.

There was once an innocent little boy who was about to graduate high school. But suddenly, a truck ran him over before he could step foot in adult life. From his cruel twist of fate, he learns that after a person dies, they simply go to a result screen—a simple score system based on how publicly known they are. Being the nobody, he only had enough points to use the wheel spin—three shots that would determine his upcoming life. The wheel first landed on females, crushing his hope of keeping his gender. But he wasn't just going to give up so easily as the male section remained. The next spin didn't land on what he hoped for. With one last shot, he slammed the button and prayed. A miracle, almost as if god answered his prayer, appeared right before his eyes as it landed on a male. "Thank you, god! I knew you'd never give up on me like that——Wait, what do you mean that's a bug?" Before he could say anything, he was reborn into a fantasy world where magic and cultivation coexist. Want to find out what he got for his upcoming adventure? Well, let's just say he experiences the three stages of grief with his awful luck. --- Disclaimer: Some of the love interests are related to the main character, and the main character's love interests are only towards women. Discord server if you want to talk or have questions: https://discord.gg/hnXMFwfVR3

"Learning from mistakes was never my way. And this story that I want to tell you about is the price of my ambition. When my sister lost her life because of my mistakes, for the first time, I felt regret. 'If I had a normal life, this wouldn't have happened.' For the first time, I prayed. I, the proud Azima who relied on nothing and no one, now prayed to something she didn't believe in. "... God, please give me another chance..." Contrary to what I expected, that which I didn't even know its identity granted my wish. My sister and I were reborn in a world; no resemblance to the one we had lived in before. 'I will take care of you this time, Arina.' But everything didn’t go as I wanted. "I want to be a knight." 'wh_what?' Now that I want to lead a peaceful life, it's Arina who wants to get herself into trouble. And not just any world, but a world full of monsters and magic. 'Can I create a good ending for Arina this time?'”

WARNING SENSITIVE CONTENT: GORE, HORROR, LANGUAGE, SCENES OF INTENSE VIOLENCE. Cherish County is plagued by the mysterious disappearance of a young preteen, The summer heat makes the decay of the investigation feel all to real for Detectives Molly & Demmer. Can two small town detectives solve the mystery before more victims surface?

There is a girl I love, beyond measure, her name whispered in my every prayer. I sacrificed everything for her, and now I depart, my final act dedicated to her. In a realm beyond this life, if our souls should meet once more I pray earnestly for one thing—may the Divine decree that we never again walk the same path. Then why? “Excuse me? If you're done, can I use the tap?” Why did our path across again? If our fate was predetermined, why had I been granted this second chance? Why!? Why was I transported back to the past!?

Tattered shrapnel rings in the distance. The ashes of man's sin cannot be washed down with alcohol nor holy water. We who murder shall live in the suffering we have caused. Indeed, it is so. Somewhere near, a man who has used up his life looks down a pile of ash. The clouds are ignorant of all that was. The man sighs. The sky blinks, to dust he becomes. And so forth is the cycle of blood. He remembers, but perhaps it does not matter. Another leaves into purgatory. The doctor can only pray that fate have mercy.

Disclaimer: I'll be mentioning some real-life people but they are a parody so don't take it too personally if I depict you or someone poorly. Spero Viceroy ventures into a haunted house on Halloween by losing a bet to Dean Inoue. Spero was to record everything in the haunted house by himself as Dean reminded him that he lost the bet. Spero had 10 minutes to record the haunted house and check back to Dean. Dean never believed to be a ghost in the house as every supposed haunted house he ventured to was not haunted but this one was. And someone was waiting for them both but who? This moment has changed their lives forever and what’s fake is now real. Join their journey to see what adversity they both face. Author's Notes: (I was originally going to upload this book to Kindle and stuff but never finished it since the plans for this series are long to write. I do have the beginning written so I'm going to upload that. I'll try to write as much as I can but I procrastinate a lot and I got school. I'll be uploading the chapters I already wrote but after that, I'll be uploading mini chapters. Pray that I do because the people that know me knows that I take months to finish a chapter. Luckily with Webnovel, I can upload bit by bit of these chapters. Once I get to a certain point, I'll probably stop uploading till I finish the final climax of the book then I'll mass drop to prevent people from stealing my work. I'll also drop it on Kindle and iBook to make it cheaper for you guys. Aight that's enough with the author's notes since it's getting too long. I hope you guys enjoy this book as much as I enjoy writing it.)

Breakups are tough. They can shatter your heart and, in my case, cost me a small fortune. When my girlfriend dumped me, I fell into a pit of despair and recklessness. I was in that dark place where everything felt hopeless, and I was desperate for some semblance of control. In my grief, I made the impulsive decision to change my crypto wallet password to something that resonated with my emotional state: “HeartbreakSucks123.” In my mind, it was a clever twist on my pain—a mantra that expressed my misery. Fast forward a week of wallowing in my self-pity, and I completely forgot the new password. Panic washed over me as the grim reality set in: I was locked out of my $500,000 wallet, a significant chunk of my hard-earned savings now out of reach. The very funds I had worked so hard for were held captive by my own emotional turmoil, all because I couldn't keep my head straight. Feeling like a complete fool, I reached out to Cyber Constable Intelligence, praying for a miracle. As I explained my situation to the representative, I could hear the sympathy in their voices. They didn’t laugh or scold me for my foolishness; instead, they assured me that they could help. Their calm demeanor was a stark contrast to the chaos swirling in my mind, and for the first time since the breakup, I felt a glimmer of hope. After providing them with the necessary details, I waited with bated breath. Days felt like an eternity as I fretted over my lost funds and berated myself for being so careless. How could I let a moment of weakness lead to such a disaster? But when they finally called back, the relief I felt was overwhelming. They had cracked my password! In that moment, I was flooded with gratitude, but I couldn’t shake the anger at myself for allowing my emotions to dictate such a critical decision. I had learned an invaluable lesson: in times of personal turmoil, it's vital to keep a level head, especially when it comes to your financial future. Now, as I reflect on this experience, I know I must be more mindful of my choices, particularly during emotional upheavals. While heartache is an inevitable part of life, losing half a million dollars over it is a mistake I won’t make again. In the end, I emerged not just with my funds restored but also with a newfound determination to navigate life's challenges with clarity and composure. Reach out to them with the info below: WhatsApp info: +1 (252) 378-7611 Website info: https://cyberconstableintelligence. com Email info: support@cyberconstableintelligence. com

LGBTQ+ - BL | All-Ages Version In a kingdom, where opulence reigns and secrets pile high, the annual week-long founding festival and ball occur within the palace walls. Nobles from far and wide gather at the detached palace for nights filled with masquerade balls, lavish dinners, and whispered intrigues. Amidst the splendour of the gardens, Kaisan, an enchanting young man adorned in silk and lace, finds himself swept into a whirlwind romance when he encounters Rhaegal, a charming stranger lost in the revelry of the night. Mistaken identities lead to a fateful dance in the fountain, where laughter mingles with the sweet taste of wine and stolen kisses. As the festival unfolds, Rhae and Kaisan's bond deepens with each passing moment, their days filled with stolen moments of passion and deep bonds. But when a truth is revealed at the grand dinner on the final evening, betrayal shatters their fragile connection, leaving Kaisan adrift in a sea of despair and confusion. As Kaisan's fragile state threatens to consume him amidst the whispers of madness and rumours of tragedy, an offering of solace in the darkest of nights and unwavering devotion in the face of uncertainty may be the only path to healing. With each tender touch and whispered word, Rhae strives to reclaim the heart of the man he once abandoned, praying that their love will be enough to guide them through the darkest of nights and into the dawn of a new day. ***also available on InkItt***

LGBTQ+ - BL | MATURE VERSION In a kingdom, where opulence reigns and secrets pile high, the annual week-long founding festival and ball occur within the palace walls. Nobles from far and wide gather at the detached palace for nights filled with masquerade balls, lavish dinners, and whispered intrigues. Amidst the splendour of the gardens, Kaisan, an enchanting young man adorned in silk and lace, finds himself swept into a whirlwind romance when he encounters Rhaegal, a charming stranger lost in the revelry of the night. Mistaken identities lead to a fateful dance in the fountain, where laughter mingles with the sweet taste of wine and stolen kisses. As the festival unfolds, Rhae and Kaisan's bond deepens with each passing moment, their days filled with stolen moments of passion and deep bonds. But when a truth is revealed at the grand dinner on the final evening, betrayal shatters their fragile connection, leaving Kaisan adrift in a sea of despair and confusion. As Kaisan's fragile state threatens to consume him amidst the whispers of madness and rumours of tragedy, an offering of solace in the darkest of nights and unwavering devotion in the face of uncertainty may be the only path to healing. With each tender touch and whispered word, Rhae strives to reclaim the heart of the man he once abandoned, praying that their love will be enough to guide them through the darkest of nights and into the dawn of a new day.

"The world is full of mystery. I've heard that all my life and it seems to be true. But if I go through something mysterious myself, will I be believed? Maybe I'll think I'm crazy, or everything that happens to me in my everyday life is just something I'm dreaming and soon I'll wake up. Questions without answers..." Everything changes after he returns from a pilgrimage to a miraculous statue of the Holy Virgin Mary, when he becomes the victim of a plane accident in which, with no hope left, he prays alongside the other passengers, gives his final blessing, and then... And then what? He wakes up on a bench. Where exactly? Right in the heart of the most important square in the world, in Rome, caput mundi, as the Latins used to say. What is he doing there? He remembered the airplane accident, but he also had other memories. How did he get here, what year is it? He was at the Vatican, but still... Is it the year 1492?!

"let's go!" A feminine voice came out a bit hash, she dragged a young boy with her along with a traveler bag. "Hao please let me explain!" A man came running and tried to stop her, " let me go!" She screamed and pulled her hand out of his hold. "Madam please, don't leave, it is all my fault, please punish me! " Another voice came. And both seemed to be stopping the lady of the house from leaving in her condition, Hao struggling to leave with her child crying and hold her skirt from behind. "Hao!" "Madam!" Both screamed as the lady rolled from the stairs to the very end, still holding her child in her arms. Hao-hao's eyes were still opened and a tear rolled down her face followed by the painful scream from her. She barely saw anything else and all she could hear was the worried voices, one holding her and telling her she was going to be alright and the other trying to call the ambulance. "M.. my baby...." Was all she could say when her eyes landed on the unconscious boy on her right. Some minutes ago she had returned from shopping to find her husband on bed with their maid, that was not the deal! She went to take her child and packed a little she could carry, feeling the pain in her abdomen increase. She supported her protruding belly and took in a deep breath to calm herself before dragging the bag and her son out of the room only to meet the annoying man trying to close her trouser zip with his shirt scattered with love makes visible on his torso. She wanted to kill him, all of them but not in her situation, revenge was the least right now, she had to take her son away and cause the both of them pain but plans went wrong when she lost her balance and rolled down the damn stairs again! "Due to the situation, we had to perform a surgical procedure to remove the child and save both lives, we would have lost both because of lost of blood. Mr Gu both are in a critical condition and also the born child may have a deformity because of the heavy fall again." The doctor said and shook his head, they had done their best and the rest was in the hands of their god, if both mother and born child survive the night then it would have been a miracle. The relatives sat down in silence each either praying or thinking of something to do with Lorah silently crying and staring at the face of the sleeping boy a bandage covering his head......

In a world where everyone is defined by their adjectives, Vivian struggles to reach her full potential as a person, as she battles both depression and anxiety. But it all changes when she meets Manic Vic, a happy-go-lucky psychopath, and the students at Uni-port, who change her views on life and make her see it from a different angle. But even nice things don't last as there are others within the college who pray for her failure, bundled with the supernatural activities and mind-breaking mysteries that seem to come and go.

WSA 2024 Participant---- Please Vote for me! [Warning - Idiot Foolish Selfish Lazy MC. if you like cursing at MC for his laziness, if you want to squeeze the life out of the MC for his stupidness, if you want to pray for MC to die in every chapter for wasting potential and opportunities then this is the story for you.] "Is Automation Cheat Enough? No? I guess I will have to Automate Cheating too." Lu Sheng said standing above a sea of dead bodies as he looked at the very Heaven with a scorn. He's been scammed in hell and now need to work for Hell Guardians. However, his laziness made him gain the power of System, an Automated System. He does not want to work at all, would he survive the fires of Hell or become an Enlightened One? Even his fate is lazy enough not to know. -------------------- #ACTION #ADVENTURE #SYSTEM #WEAKTOSTRONG #CULTIVATION #OVERPOWERED #TRANSMIGRATION #ISEKAI #KINGDOMBUILDING #XIANXIA Sorry, guys, no smut, no harem, no romance, no slice of life, no power of friendship. I would like to Thanks my Top 10 Fans - @Saverius, @caio_henrique, @Urben, @Daoisth3B2ho, @Gideon_Salvatore, @Hyde_Zyn, @xoley, @Puddinggg, @An_Closet and @YourAverage_Reader. Cover art AI generated.

......... "Please Mr. Cruz, spare us. We made a terrible mistake, we are sorry............"Mrs Fisher said while on her knees " Spare you?!, Is this some kind of joke?"The tall man replied "We made a mistake!. Please we have no where to go" Mr. Fisher joined in the plea "Well, I'm sorry but not sorry, this District has been set aside for government construction. You won't want to get sued for obstruction of Government work right?!" He replied with a smirk "Take anything else, but please spare our house, please Commissioner Cruz" Mr. Fisher begged "You are a bunch of nuisance, what can you possibly offer huh!, Obstruction of Government Work and Trespassing!, You might have to pay a fine of 12million dollars!. Do you have that huge amount of money?" He said and Mr. Fisher's shoulder dropped in defeat I stared at my family for a while and felt useless. Even if I'll sacrifice alot just to see them in this situation, I couldn't neglect the fact that our house was about to be demolished because of my parents foolish mistake. I just came back from work and was in an hurry because the mere thought of the punishment for coming back late was nerve wrecking. Well, I felt a little bit of a relieve, atleast now, no one will notice I got home late. I was still contemplating on what to do, I had to save our house either way because I know I'll always be the one to suffer for the loss. No home means I have to earn extra cash and work extra hour. I stood up with wobbling legs and finally mustered the courage to talk "Excuse me sir, I don't think that's enough reasons to demolish our house......... I mean vot-voting is a choice we make and-and I think my family....... my family and the people of this district made that choice be-bec-because they............. " I stopped for a while when I realised the commissioner was moving closer to me and staring at me "Go on........" He said and kept on moving closer "I mean absolutely no disrespect sir but-but I think you should consider pardoning us" I said with pain written all over my face. I kept on praying he'll pardon us and........... but then it felt like a wasted wish "What the heck do you think you're doing you witch?!......." My mom said and pulled me down and I ended up hurting my knee "So now you go against me then take turns in lecturing me on what you think is right and what is wrong............... " He said with a smirk "No that's not......... " I couldn't complete my sentence because he suddenly smiled coldly and I felt my heart jump out, We were already in for it, I just complicated the whole issue and there was no way he would forgive us............ "That's intruiging and quite bold........ " He turned to my parents and finally said........... ............. "I'll take her, in exchange for this District and your title as my inlaw................. "

She was made a villainess and died in the guillotine while staring back at the only man she loves holding the woman who made her appear wicked, hiding a victorious smile behind her weakened facade. "If there's a world parallel to us like I always believed, I prayed that she won't love you like I do. Loving you wasn't a mistake. But chasing you until there's nothing left of me, was." Her last thought before she died. And when she thought it was over, she woke up to a different world, where magic, monsters, and knights were only a work of fiction. Bewildered, she saw a scattered drafts of papers beneath her bed just to be even more surprised upon reading the exact thing that happened to her before she died. And in the blink of an eye, unknown memories flash before her, making her feel bitterness when she realizes that the author of the life, she had was none other than the person her soul transferred to. "So even in this life, you devoted yourself to him." "But I won't do it again."

Simbi was mistreated by her cruel stepmother, who constantly punished her for things she hadn’t done. Unable to endure the constant abuse any longer, Simbi ran away from home. She eventually found a church and sought refuge there. She lied to the gatekeeper, claiming she had no parents and needed shelter. The gatekeeper shared her story with the pastor, who kindly allowed her to stay. While staying at the church, Simbi remembered someone advising her to pray for the gift of the Holy Spirit, as it would bring her favor. She fasted for three days, and by the end of her fast, she received a gift—the gift of prophecy. A few days later, while Simbi was sweeping the church, a man named Mr. Williams noticed her and asked if she’d be willing to work in his home. Simbi agreed and began working as a housemaid, where she was well paid. Mr. Williams’ son had been searching for a job for the past three years without success. Simbi advised him to seek God’s guidance through seven days of fasting and prayer. Initially, he was hesitant, but his parents encouraged him to follow her advice. After the week of fasting and prayer, he found a well-paying job. Simbi’s gift brought great blessings to the Williams family. Later, Simbi married a businessman and eventually became a prophet, founding a large church in town. One day, Simbi’s stepmother came to her church seeking help. What drove her stepmother to seek out Simbi? And how will these issues be resolved? Find out what happens next.

Mantis Reincarnation. Renji Iwamoto is killed in all sort of ways just to reincarnate in the world most dangerous dungeon, as a mantis.

Hanjun, who used to live alone, wakes up in a strange, old church in a different world called Eorera. In this world, there are two gods: the God of Light and the God of Darkness. A thousand years ago, the God of Darkness created demons and attacked humans. The God of Light was nowhere to be found, and people believed they were abandoned. Hanjun finds himself mistaken for being the God of Light by an old priest who was praying for help against the demons. Even though Hanjun is not actually a god, he ends up in a divine body on a stone throne, realizing he has lost most of his powers. He decides to help the humans by recruiting players from Earth through a game he creates called "God's Games Online." He sends out gaming equipment for free to a few selected players, who will enter the game to help protect Ulon Town from the approaching demons. Hanjun also creates a game system and an NPC guide, using the old priest named Barry to lead the players. Hanjun hides his true identity As "Holy Son" and starts preparing to gather faith and regain his power to protect the people of Eorera. Note: 1. Slow-paced story. 2. There is no female lead in this book.

Max was trapped in a POW camp not knowing how he will get out. He has been tortured emotionally and physically. He was praying for death when a young woman with lavender hair came to his rescue. She never spoke a word to him but he felt a connection with her that seems to transcend time. She got him on board a plane and vanished. No one would tell him who she was. Three years after the rescue he is working with his friends for NCIS. They go to interrogate Senator Miles Dupree and he is greeted by his savior.

Ciona, a mystical world; once guided by the might of the primordials and their children the celestials. Now it is found in great dissemblance, due to the loss of one of their own. Though there are few places one may find peace, it is all but fleeting. Those who endure pray to the creators for better days, pray for the time of their return. Many now live forsaking those who made them. Others hold out hope they will return. Enter The Pariahs, a group that has amassed resources and other like minds to bring harmony to their world. These people are ghosts, shadows that died or were never born. They’re trained killers who work for three legends, individuals responsible for multiple serious and violent crimes. Now we set our sights on an individual who is to cross paths with them, is it by fate or preordained; let's find out.