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Questioning The Rules Of A Fantasy

Dragonoid: A fantasy Harem

It is the dream of the average anime enjoyer to get hit by a truck and get sent to another world. Nathaniel (no last name) a young man with a hardly exciting life finds himself being given the opportunity to go to another world thanks to a "generous god" that gave him some boons to help him enjoy this new world of he will be going to. He gets to this new world but finds himself taking over the body of a dead prince that was thrown in to a river, deciding to ignore the reason why a prince was killed, he decides to live his own life separating himself from the prince and whatever drama the prince was involved in but can one truly be certain of their identity when they have memories of two separate lives? One of an abused child trapped in a family that hates him and one of a bored and lonely modern man with no prospects of anything in his life. ...... Things to expect from this book Harem? Yes ( 3 women, no more no less) Character growth? Yes? (Will try my best) Epic fights scenes? Absolutely (as a shounen fan, action and fights scenes are my favorite things so I can promise you won't be disappointed) Romance and relationship building with the Harem members instead of the typical bullshit? Yes. The Mc will actively pursue the women his likes and they won't just fall for him just because he's nice. This book is 20 chapters ahead on patreon, so if you want to support me then feel free to do so. www .patreon. com/YoungmasterDio Of course no spaces this will be crossposted on scribblehub and Wattpad
Xinum_Sensational · 45.2K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 1.9K Views

His Devious Rule

Have you ever wondered about unpredictable life? One minute everything is so good and then suddenly the next minute everything just turns around… Anya Owen faced such times thrice in her life due to one person. Twice she survived and started leading a happy life with her darling son. But could she survive the jeopardy he was going to cause again in her life? Alvin Matthews, the most mysterious man in the city. Nobody knows where he is, what is up to, or what he does. Some even doubt if he is alive or dead. Could he stop himself from falling for the little feisty woman? Well, he never stops himself. But he doubted if he would get killed by the stone-hearted woman before he could soften her heart. ~~~ Excerpt: Alvin watched Anya politely speaking with the butler. He leaned back on the armchair and crossed his legs, intently watching the soft smiles appearing on the delicate face. “Hey, Little Chipmunk, why is your mother good to all but me?” He asked shifting his eyes on the little man who was crossing his little legs playing a video game on his mobile. A sly smirk appeared on Zane’s face. He carelessly threw his words, “That’s what you deserve, Chipmunk Monster.” Alvin: “...” Alvin has to rack his brain to appease Little Monster... Correction, Little Master and his Devil… The second Correction, his Queen. ~~~ This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin
Munchkin_2 · 1.7M Views

Rules For The Bled

In the dark side of A'en Esari, a world tidally locked to its sun, treachery is the coin of the realm. After the withering wars, the emperor undying has proclaimed his dominions, the one true empire, and rules in Khandor alongside his ephors. Yvain the younger, landless knight of the realm, awakens after a long slumber to discover that his spawn is dead. Consumed by regret, he sets off in vengeance. When he and Dyani meet in a ball at Ona Serin and submit to a night of pleasure, they soon uncover that the other is tied to the secrets they are after. Sired and raised in the Mortal Pavilion, Dyani serves as scholar and scribe, and spends her days cataloging the events that others will come to call history. Chancing upon a blood vial hidden in a rare book, she becomes privy to a secret that will not only make her an enemy of the realm but will have the most powerful vampires baying for her blood. Esvele Solarin, third princess of the Solarin kingdom of the light realm, is sent to the other side of the continent in place of her sister as a tribute to the emperor. Unsure of her purpose and trying to make a home among bloodsucking strangers, she finds a friend in Isran, a vampire whose charismatic guise blinds her to the evil underneath. As she falls deeper into his web, she realizes that there are worse things than vampires in the dark realm. In a world rife with conspiracies, terrors, and vampires that will exceed any limit to keep their power. The fate of Lunar dominions will rest on the decisions of the trio, to either stand against the powers that be or collapse under the weight of their desires.
Simulachre · 5.9K Views
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