Star Wars Age Of Rebellion

The seal is broken, the curse has been laid. The beasts are free, the peace hanging by a thread. Will the people of Xiao unite to fight the beasts that threaten the peace of the land or will their differences lead to the end of all? There are the beasts and there are wars. Young Hua, the general to be, yearns for peace and unity among his people, but it may not be as simple as it sounds afterall. The beasts are huge, numerous and most importantly, they draw power from the moon. Every wound heals, every weak warrior dies.

The curse had been laid, the beasts are free, the fight has changed pace. In a magical land that had always been peaceful, bloodshed is the new reality. Will Xiao ever know peace again?

In a world where purity of blood defines worth, and the highborn cultivate power under Heaven's decree, those born of "tainted blood" are condemned to servitude, silence, or slaughter. But from the filth and ash of this cruel order, a boy rises — not with prayers, nor with vengeance… but with perfect, calculated coldness. Mo Tianyin, born without privilege, without hope, carries no delusions of justice. What he seeks is not rebellion… but replacement. His mind is sharper than steel, his heart colder than the grave, and every step he takes is a move against a thousand-year tyranny. He will lie, sacrifice, and slaughter — not for glory, not for love — but to build a world where the sky itself can bleed. He is the shadow beneath Heaven. And shadows do not kneel.

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

In a world where power dictates destiny, Noah Grace is considered weak—just another nobody in a society ruled by strength. But when he unexpectedly awakens a mysterious system, his life takes a drastic turn. Given the chance to rise above those who once looked down on him, Noah embarks on a relentless journey to gain power, uncover hidden truths, and defy the very gods who control fate. As he battles through deadly trials, forms unexpected alliances, and faces those who seek to use or destroy him, Noah must decide—will he be a pawn in someone else's game, or will he become the one who reshapes the world itself?

Born to clan Demios, as the clan head fourth child. he was destined for greatness, but that all changed when he crossed Five. he was discovered to be Aetherless a never before seen condition. he was cast to the pit at the age of five, the last time he had seen the sun. And now he was caught in a conspiracy,who will help him, certainly not the clan who hates him, or the public who has no idea who he is. he died. But his story didn't end there, a scornful soul from earth decended into the body, and rewrote the Extra fate. He first started by changing his status from— Father regretted, siblings neglected, society rejected. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Zephyr finds himself in a world ruled by Aether—an enigmatic energy tied to bloodlines and power. His clan, the Demios, wields black flames but cast him aside as "Aetherless trash" after a failed assassination plot against the third Princess Seralyn. Framed, tortured, and executed, a new Zephyr from another world now awakens, now aware of his betrayal. Haunted by memories of betrayal and driven by newfound resolve, Zephyr vows to rise above his former weakness, master his abilities, and confront those who wronged him—not just for survival, but for vengeance. In this new ruthless world, strength is law, and Zephyr is done being its victim. _ _ _ _ I am not the owner of the book cover, I found it on Pinterest, if the owner want I will remove it ASAP

After the revolution of the Grassland, Ray Raven, one of the great founders of the republic and a rebel leader found himself in front of the guillotine condemned to treason. But, his soul was sent back to the past. Will he seek revenge for the betrayal? Or let the republic be founded only to be ruined?

Hey guys, Author-san here. This here is a rebellion themed novel. It's actually my first one. I can promise you a journey filled with action, adventure, tragedy, a bit of romance and some aura - farming. It might be shaky at first but stay with me on this journey. Synopsis: In a world ruled by gods, humans live only to obey. The Divine Bond, a sacred ritual performed at the age of twelve...determines a person’s worth. To bond with a god is to be blessed; to fail is to be condemned. Kayden was born a failure. Or so he thought. At thirteen years old, he has already endured three bonding ceremonies. Three times, the gods rejected him. 'Bad-blood' was what people like him were called. The Divine Order...... an organization of god-loving frantics. They act as the carriers of the law of the gods. They purge all that which his unholy and unpure in their eyes. When the Divine Order comes to purge the unclean, they do not show mercy. Kayden watches as his family is slaughtered, his home reduced to ashes—all because of him. Because of his weak state. In that moment of despair, something awakens inside him. A power older than the gods themselves. A power that should not exist. Now, marked for death and hunted by the very forces that rule the world, Kayden has one purpose...vengeance. With the help of a rogue mentor and a growing band of outcasts—others like him, some sharing his ideals, the forgotten and the broken—he builds a rebellion. Their goal? To tear down the Divine Order, brick by bloody brick. But as Kayden’s power grows, so does the truth. The gods are not just distant rulers—they are puppeteers, weaving a grand design that demands human suffering. And Kayden? He is the flaw in their plan. The spark that could burn their divine empire to the ground. The question is no longer if he will challenge the gods. It’s whether a mortal boy, armed with nothing but rage and a power he doesn’t fully understand, can survive long enough to kill them. #NO SYSTEM #NO NTR #NO HAREM

Years ago, a mortal warrior ended the war between gods and men—using a name the heavens still whisper with fear: Requiem. But the name was never truly his. It belonged to someone older, wiser. Someone who vanished long before the final blow was struck. Now, the war is over—but peace is only a lie well told. When Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is betrayed by her kin and left for dead, it is her brother’s final sacrifice that buys her a narrow escape. Wounded and hunted, she finds shelter in the last place she expected: the remote cabin of the man who once nearly killed her. Mark lives a quiet life now, blade sheathed, demons buried deep. But the world will not let him rest. Not while Olympus breathes. As gods stir and old names begin to resurface, Artemis and Mark must gather allies—divine and mortal alike—and prepare for what comes next. Whispers speak of a deeper war, of powers long thought lost… and of shadows that never truly left the battlefield. The gods may have won their throne, but the reckoning has only just begun. ________________________________________________________________ I will aim to release 2 chapters a week, Some will be long others will be short. I don't have an exact word goal I'm aiming to achieve.

Seventeen‑year‑old Louis Durand is a quiet lycée student from Lyon whose only passions are antique firearms and deep‑dive documentaries about European military history. When a runaway delivery truck sends him to an early grave, he awakens in a candle‑lit Paris bedroom—inside the body of a recently deceased provincial clerk—on 10 November 1799, the morning after Napoleon Bonaparte’s coup d’État of 18 Brumaire. Gifted with perfect recall of two centuries of technological progress and burdened by the knowledge of France’s eventual defeat in the Wars of Coalition, Louis vows to tip the scales. From rifled muskets and percussion caps to steam‑powered logistics and optical telegraphs, he will drip‑feed “future” inventions to the budding Consulate—while evading inquisitive statesmen, ruthless spies, and the paradoxes of tampering with history itself. Yet the battlefield is not his only front. Entrusted as an aide to Napoleon’s formidable but kind‑hearted stepdaughter—Hortense de Beauharnais—Louis must navigate salons, intrigues, and a blossoming romance that could change both their destinies. Every innovation he shares may win a battle—but at the cost of accelerating the mechanization of war and darkening the age he longs to protect.

Average Man is reborn as Anakin Skywalker with twist!

In a world where shadows whisper secrets and every choice has a price, one person stands at the crossroad of it all. A gripping tale of sacrifices, betrayal and power unfolds in a world where the scars of an apocalypse still bleed. Drake Jagger is the weakest student at Iron Vale Academy- bullied, orphaned and haunted by violent dreams of a crimson battlefield and a betrayal by horned warriors. But when a sealed letter bearing the Arachis insignia arrives, Drake is ripped from his miserable life and thrown into a game of blood and chess. But Drake's dreams are the key. With each nightmare, the lone warrior's memories bleed into his mind and the sword in his grip whispers of the past.

Three thousand years ago, Chaos magic, once a source of power for men, turned on them, killing every male in the world of Aka. Mumbi, an immortal warrior blessed by the goddess, created the martriachal empire of Aka, ushering in the age of daughters that has lasted for thousands of years. But no matter how prosperous, no age lasts. A prophecy from the age of war foretells Aka’s doom, which Mumbi has dedicated her immortal life to stop it and her only hope lies in Amala, a lowborn girl born with the power of prophecy. Though promising, her ability is limited to seeing the deaths of those she touches. Together, the two search for the skull of Okalu, which is said will trigger the prophesied doom of Aka while fighting an ancient enemy as old as the age of daughters that want the doom to happen. Meanwhile, sixteen-year-old Njoki is thrust into power after her mother’s mysterious death, becoming elder of the Anajiru clan, the most powerful of the nine clans of Aka. Young, naïve and inexperienced, she must navigate the harsh world of politics, find her mother’s killer while trying to be a worthy leader for her people. But as Njoki delves deeper, she uncovers Aka’s buried dark secrets, including Mumbi’s carefully guarded past. As the prophesied doom nears, the three women, one immortal, one cursed and one untried, stand between the salvation and end of Aka.

In a world where every human is bound at birth to a *spirit animal*—a pure embodiment of their soul—young Prince Asheron awaits the sacred *Day of Hatching*, a royal tradition for those whose spirits arrive as eggs.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?

In that dreary tower, do you see it? Those stars. Lathell is an aristocrat from the Caileid Family, he was given the golden spoon since birth. From that, he turned into the worst, a playboy and a narcissist, rampaging every bar and brothel he can set his eyes on. His family, enough with his antics kicked him out of the mansion and disowned him. After he got banished, he immediately gets attacked by gangsters. But fortunately he gets saved by a blue haired priest, which introduces him to the mercenary guild, the 'Daydreamers Corp'. Can he redeem himself with his new allies? Or will he fall into more despair? So uhh guys this is my first time writing a novel not a fanfic, so uhhh wish me luck and send me some stones if yall have em!! Rizz. hehe, also also this guys name is lathell, from brown dust, cus hes originally the mc of a brown dust fic i didnt write, so i jst use him here Rewrite cus first one was ass

In the vast expanse of the Nebula Strand galaxy, where the light of countless constellations intertwines with the shadows of power and conflict, the Valeria Republic reigns with an iron grip. Their web of control stretches across hundreds of planets, from glittering metropolises with towering skyscrapers to remote colonies where people toil under oppression and harsh laws. Society is deeply divided, splintered into rigid castes. Loyalty is tested, betrayal lurks at every turn, and faint glimmers of hope for freedom flicker in the profound darkness. This is the story of Lukas Voren, a once-celebrated soldier now living in seclusion, bearing the scars of a turbulent past. His odyssey across the galaxy has led him through the dense jungles of Zytherya, the vibrant night markets of Ormuth, and the frozen tundras and scorching deserts of distant worlds. Lukas, torn between ideals and reality, faces relentless trials. He encounters deadly clashes with sinister forces, navigates intricate political conspiracies, and endures heart-wrenching confrontations with former allies. With every step, he grapples with agonizing choices: to protect those he holds dear and confront the ghosts of his past, or to embrace fleeting safety at the cost of abandoning his yearning for freedom. Will Lukas find light amidst the galaxy’s oppressive darkness, or be consumed by the myriad secrets and conflicts awaiting him? His journey is not only a battle against external foes but also a grueling quest for self-discovery—where every decision could reshape the fate of an entire galaxy.

The story takes place in the interstellar universe, where everyone born with a tag on them(S, A, B, C,) which created by the Godlike Emperor who rules 3/4 of the universe from Millenniums. The Tags gives the higher tags complete domain over those tags, this age knows as Dark Age. The tale is about a young boy named Atlas, who woke up on an unknown planet and found everyone on the planet dead. He is a boy born without a tag on him known as "untagged". The untagged is the individual how possed the strength or talent to rival the Emperor and conceded as the symbol of terror and destruction. The story starts when the boy escapes from a slave dealer to find his mother and thus the tale of an Untagged boy, who brings an end to the Dark Age begging.

The Icanii have long been a proud peoples. But under the rule of the Catan Empire they have lost their once fierce spirit. What will it take to ignite the fire in their hearts? The dawning of a new age, the coming of a hero? Classic western low fantasy, plot heavy, focussed on character and world builing. Arik, son of Rigurd returns to his homeland in the Icanii Highlands to find the land suffocating under the hand of its imperial overlords.

I am a star wars fan and decided to create a star wars fanfic so here is what it is about I was reincarnated in star wars with a system, a new type I would say and I was reincarnated a few years after order 66 and decided to join the empire inorder to prepare. Prepare for what you say well am glad you asked, you see I believ that if you are reincarnated or transfered in any way to a new universe with memory of your past, there will always be others like you whether 2 or 3 it does not matter and especially in a universe like star wars where it could disrupt the balance So there will be others like me allies or enemies, they shall be uncovered in due time. Now let's see how I fate in this new universe and what the force has install for me ( Please note, this is very IMPORTANT that the Mc is not going to be Force sensitive in the beginning , don't worry you will understand what I mean in due time. Star wars does not belong to me but I created this version of the fanfic and I will not be OP, not in the beginning and not in 20 years and somethings will be different) Time will fly fast

Imperia has been trapped in a cycle of war for 15,000 years. Each century, a new Demon Lord rises—only to fall to the Hero. The world resets, bloodier each time. Armin, a powerless demon, dies rejected and alone—until a Goddess grants him the Hero’s power, [A.S.C.E.N.D], and tasks him with becoming Demon Lord to break the cycle. Azaran,born strong and cruel, is scarred by Armin in a duel—but never forgets him. Now he too walks a new path that is slowly leading to the light...and darkness, wielding a new power: [H.A.D.E.S].

A CIA operative must transverse new reality as he has been plunged into a new unknown world in the midst of a rebellion.

What we have is something people might call a taboo how can this happen never in my entire life had l thought l could fall in love and to think it will be him of all people l will be in love with makes me wonder. We have tried to reject our feelings but for how long can we last.

The Backlanders once threatened to end humanity, but the Goddess's blessings, the people's grit, and the reinforced concrete walls held them back. Now, Promethea holds strong against the never-ending hordes and moves to gain back the once-human lands from the enemies, one great wall and a million souls at a time. But when bricks come loose, walls threaten to tumble down, bringing down everything alongside it. I will be posting the chapters on Royal Road too!