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Twilight Sleep Teleport Celestia

Whisper of Twilight

A soul-stirring story of a forbidden and abiding revelation of immortal world. Once upon a time, there was a girl named Anezka Orien who had been taken far away from home to the mortal world shortly after her birth. Her home held magic and power, wrapped in illusions. Twelve years later, she returned to Cosmos of Aislinn, A immortal world she had only heard about in the bedtime stories told by her foster caregiver. This unreal world is filled with mystery and magic, but even more enigmatic is the shadow queen of another kingdom, who has occupied Anezka's mind. The desire to unravel the secrets surrounding the queen has become Anezka's primary motivation, fueling her determination to confront the unknown. With each clue she uncovers, she draws closer to the elusive truth, hoping that understanding the queen's hidden secrets will finally grant her the freedom to escape this eternal, immortal realm's magic and return to the normal life she longs for. Excerpt: "People called her as cold-hearted, claiming she was hollow and unfeeling. They warned me to steer clear of her. She’s a fiery shadow, formless and voiceless; people can only sense her presence. Despite this, I felt an undeniable pull toward the Shadow Queen of the Kingdom of Corbin, a wistful ache as if our souls had met before. What matters most is that she is the only one with the power to free me from this unknown and elusive world's magic. Only she can help me, but she remains invisible, and I am determined to find her. I want to discover myself and unveil my purpose for existing in this immortal realm". —————— Once upon a time, there lived a mysterious Queen named Azara Catori, burdened by a curse as old as time. She was one of the three Ardere, fiery souls who instilled fear in the hearts of the townspeople from other elements. The Catori name was tainted with darkness and flames. Excerpt: "They called the uncouth an oddity–an appalling figure. She's a normal human, vulnerable like the exact people I try to avoid. They advised me to keep my distance from her. Yet, there was an unshakeable yearning for Anezka Orien that I found impossible to escape." ————————————————— Trigger Warnings : Mention of Death, Anxiety, Depression. Note : Some chapters may be triggering for others but there is always a warning before reading. ————————————————— Instagram : oykucara Pinterest : oykucara Discord : oykucara
oykucara · 6.4K Views

Driven to Despair, teleported to Danger

A 16 years old boy named Leon, Wanted to become the best. he tries his hardest to improve his abilities to the limits. but since in the real world, becoming best at everything is impossible, he fails miserably. he loses all his hope and finally he tries to suicide, but the most beautiful girl in his class, who is also an actress, saves him. instead of being indebted to her, leon makes an another plan of committing suicide, and finally dies. or so he thought, but he gets transferred into another world of sword and magic, along with.... her?? What a lovely story, isn't it? No! He awakens in a breathtakingly strange world of magic and swords, a world that should offer a fresh start. But his elation quickly fades. He discovers his arrival is a catastrophic Glitch in the system, This world views him and Sarah as abhorrent intruders, marked for death. Only after reaching there, the leon come to know that his system is bugged. They found themself in a jungle which is surrounded by monsters. The same night they come to know that they have come to a world where all the humans want to kill them, leaving behind those humans who have come from their world like them. Stranded in a perilous jungle teeming with monstrous creatures, Leon and Sarah find themselves hunted by the very humans who inhabit this fantastical realm. With no cheat codes or divine guidance, they must navigate this treacherous world, forge alliances with wary strangers, and evade the relentless pursuit of those who desire Sarah's beauty and covet their existence. Facing unimaginable danger and the constant threat of betrayal, Leon must confront his past demons, learn to adapt to this alien world, and ultimately protect Sarah from the lustful eyes and deadly intentions of those who would see them perish. Will his journey lead to redemption, or will this new world become his final, inescapable prison? One last thing before you go~Can I ask you a favor? I need your help! If you like this book, could you please share your experience and write an honest review.It will be just one minute for you (I will be happy even with one sentence!), but a GREAT help for me and definitely good Karma I read every single review and jump around with joy like a little kid every time my readers comment on my books and give me their honest feedback!
ishqkaraja20 · 11K 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 · 681.8K Views
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