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God Shelter

Dans un monde où la magie et la technologie se mêlent étroitement...où des énergies mystiques sont exploitée et des royaumes sont en guerre, Areyos, un jeune prodige aux ambitions insondables, entame sa dernière année à l’académie Moore avec ses camarades Kaiser et Yoko, espérant une paix éphémère avant de se confronter au vaste monde. Mais leur quotidien vole en éclats lorsqu’une enquête sur le mystérieux meurtre de la sœur de Yoko les plonge dans les profondeurs d’un complot dépassant l’entendement. Des ennemis surgissent des ombres, porteurs de secrets anciens et de pouvoirs capables d’ébranler l’équilibre fragile du monde. Tandis qu’un groupe d'êtres aux pouvoirs extraordinaire traquent des reliques légendaires et mystérieuses, Areyos se révèle être bien plus qu’un simple étudiant. Sous son masque d’indifférence se cache une force implacable, une âme souveraine prête à briser toutes les chaînes du destin. Hybride entre deux races puissantes et mystérieuses, il se retrouve au centre d'intrigues complexes et de mystères ancestraux. Entre trahisons, révélations et alliances improbables, Nos héros s'élèvent, semant petit à petit le désespoir parmi leur adversaires et réduisant leurs volontés en cendres. Mais derrière chaque victoire se cache une vérité plus sombre : les véritables menaces, tapis dans l’ombre, attendent leur heure. Et lorsque le passé s’entremêle au présent, Areyos pourrait bien être la clé pour sauver leur monde… ou le précipiter dans un chaos éternel. God Shelter est une épopée de découverte de soi, de pouvoir et de responsabilité, où chaque choix peut déterminer le destin de nombreux mondes. (Note : la couverture n'est pas de moi, je l'ai trouvée sur Pinterest. Si le propriétaire souhaite que je la retire, je n'ai aucun problème avec cela. D'ailleurs, elle est vraiment cool ;) )
The_Great_Overlord · 29.8K Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 102K Views

Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Bro! You wouldn’t believe this! Everything was normal. Me and my bros doing some mining for mana gems for that old sockethole, Somanda like we always do all day, everyday. Me, Fractures, Bonet, Mono-socket, Broadbone and the gang. Then from nowhere, that ungrateful sockethole, Somanda tries to END me! Can you believe that?! I mean, I have told some questionable stories about him caressing my skull affectionately and deeming me his prized undead, but no need to axe a skeleton for something like that, right? RIGHT?! I managed to escape through one of the most convenient and contrived get-aways in all of undead history, even managing to pull a bony one on the Lich bastard by stealing two of his seemingly important possessions which I find out later to be better than I thought they’d be! From there it’s a just a SPIRAL of boneshit left and right! I can’t catch a break! What’s with this atrocious luck, bro?! A voice speaks to me about how I have qualified for something about a something that’s supposedly something’s something! Then I find myself in a new world that reeks of life and gives my bones a disgusted rattle. Powerful beasts and men are at every turn, all lining up to be a huge pain in my PELVIS! GAAAAH! Jeez this is happening too fast! However, even while I’m in the thick of this, the one saving grace is that I got something worth while! A new path of power! I can NOT be an undead! I can be something better than both the Living and the Dead! Immune to the antics from both sides. Well... most of them! I’m no longer on the path for Undeath! Only Lifelessness awaits me! I’m the one who transcends reality in this tale! I am... SKULLIUS! And I’m not an UNDEAD! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]
Shade_Arjuun · 2.2M Views

Playing God!

PROMOTION Awareness has brought peace to very few people from the very beginning of existence. In the first moment of awareness, a pure fear comes with it. That fear means crossing a threshold. The first moment you feel fear, you think it will last forever, a second ago you believed that your life was meaningless, while fear makes you miss that meaninglessness. You want your meaningless life back. Because having meaning in your life creates a goal, and it's a long narrow scary road to that goal... Nobody wants to walk on that road, that is, after seeing the road, they don't. From the first moment of my existence, I had a huge void inside me. I always knew something was wrong. Everything was as it should be, but there was a gap that bothered me. It's a void that I ignore. I ignored that void so much that I forgot it even existed. I couldn't deal with the thought of not being like the others. I couldn't deal with the shame and fear inside me. The thought that nothing would ever be the same made me turn my back on the emptiness inside me. I turned my back and closed my ears and eyes. I played the role that was written for me, without even realizing it. Until that day... I couldn't play that role anymore. I see the road, I'm afraid. It's weird that it's the first thing I feel, but what's more real than fear? now it's time to do something crazy. It's time to cross that threshold. It's time to be free and set all slaves free. "Only those who kill God are free. Because freedom comes only when you kill God."
Zeynep_Marangoz · 3.3K Views
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