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Rwby Blake And Sun Kiss

Kiss Of The Night

A College student's soul transmigrated into a renowned Princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was going to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms into ashes. ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an absurd familiarity that messed up all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist, "Don't bother about that, My love. Did I make you wait for long?" 'My love!! Is he supposed to be my damn lover?' __________ ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you, …’ ~ Lucian Mavis.
Drops_of_Tears · 2.6K Views

Blessings From the Sun and Moon

Updates: idk at this point, its whenever i remember to lol The Blessings of the Sun and Moon follows Luan Akay, the strongest Demon Lord to ever exist. Or at least he used to be, until five Demon prodigies rose up against him and the other Demon Lords in order to create a new system of leadership for the new generation of Demons. After a tiresome battle, Luan Akay was left battered and drained and … forced to make his appearance that of an eight-year-old to conserve his powers?! The Blessings of the Sun and Moon also follows Nai Soari, known throughout the world as the Blessing of the Sun, a strong fighter for the poor and long retired war hero. Whilst travelling through towns, Nai Soari stumbles upon a ten-year-old who seems to have run away from a village massacre, whom he adopts and names Noah. But what Nai Soari doesn’t realise is that this sweet, illiterate child is actually the world’s former stronger Demon Lord! Feelings for this former mercenary hit Luan Akay hard, and he soon wishes to never reveal his true self, as he knows it would mean leaving Nai’s side. As several years pass, a strong bond between the two of them form, and soon, they become inseparable. They will have to face formidable opponents on the battlefield, navigate the tough journey that is falling in love, and uncovering mysteries that unravel as the two fated partners travel side by side. What’s better than a sweet slow burn romance to make you feel warm and fluffy inside? A fucking horrible tragedy that will leave everyone heartbroken.
Mxtxisagod · 13.3K Views

Hero of the Sun

Terra, Era of Humanity A boy was born in the Underground a lawless slum built atop ancient ruins buried deep within the earth a place where survival was a privilege and death was an expectation. He grew up never knowing the warmth of the sun never seeing the city above the supposed paradise beyond the cavern ceiling. But Cain refused to rot in the dark. A boy was born in the Underground, a lawless slum built atop ancient ruins, buried deep within the earth a place where survival was a privilege, and death was an expectation. He grew up never knowing the warmth of the sun, never seeing the city above, the supposed paradise beyond the cavern ceiling. But Cain refused to rot in the dark. The only way out? Become a Slayer. Slayers are humanity’s strongest warriors beings who wield the power of the Wraiths, the anomalies that haunt the world. Slayers transcend human limits gaining abilities that let them shatter steel and tear through mountains. The strongest of them are practically immortal their lifespans longer than the history of humanity itself. To escape the Underground Cain must slay a Wraith and earn his place in the world above. But is the city above truly paradise? Or will he have to turn it into the paradise he desires? ––––––– Support this novel by adding it to your library, leaving comments, and dropping a power stone! It is my first novel!(along side another I am relasing check it out on my profile the story starts of not as dark as this one)
Savior_Complex · 2.1K Views

The Nameless Sun

In a world where the Crusaders’ hubris unleashed hell upon the earth, humanity survives under a demonic shell that blocks out the sun. In this bleak world, names are power: demons are bound by their true names, and humans with powers are granted names as a mark of their worth. But the nameless—those without powers—are treated as less than animals, toiling in silence and despair. The story follows the Nameless One, a laborer who has spent his life in the shadows, dreaming of a sun he has never seen. His existence is one of relentless toil. He is not called by a name, only by the tasks he performs: “Laborer,” “Carrier,” “Mute.” His settlement, a crumbling fortress of mud and stone, is one of many where the nameless are worked to death under the watchful eyes of the named overseers. The only light in the Nameless One’s life comes from the Builder, the oldest unnamed in the settlement. The builder told them about the sun—a blazing orb of light that once warmed the earth and lit the sky. The Builder claims these stories were passed down from his predecessors, who heard them from theirs, stretching back to the time before the shell. To the nameless, these stories are a fragile hope, a reminder that the world was not always dark. One night, the settlement is razed by a demon horde. This Nameless One escapes, not out of bravery or skill, but because he is invisible—both to the demons, who see him as beneath notice, and to the named, who abandon him to die.
MYSTIC12 · 529 Views

The Kiss of The Moon

Luna é uma doce jovem marcada pela dor. Amparada por um parente após a morte de seus pais, quando tudo dá errado a jovem tem sua liberdade roubada e se vê encurralada em um caminho sem volta. Quando Michael Preston, sexto Duque de Blanchard, retorna à cidade após longos anos, não imaginava que poderia se apaixonar instantaneamente pela jovem mais intrigante da região. A proximidade entre os dois desperta em ambos um sentimento arrebatador capaz de enfrentar qualquer obstáculo. Mas Luna guarda um segredo, algo doloroso que pode colocar em risco não apenas o amor de Michael, como também a sua própria felicidade. – Você fala sobre amor, mas não faz ideia de que duas pessoas podem unir-se por simples e puro desejo. Para muitas pessoas, é o suficiente, afinal nem todos encontram o amor. Não na sociedade em que vivemos. – Não acredito – ela afirmou, tentando afastar-se daquele homem. – Gostaria de saber, senhorita, como o desejo pode influenciar o julgamento de uma pessoa? Ela rezava para que ele não percebesse o quanto estava desestruturada. Ele penetrara sua barreira através de palavras e ela nem percebera. Não teve chances. – O senhor está sendo inconveniente. – Luna apertou os lábios. Não sabia como reagir àquela situação. Mais um pouco e estaria perdida, precisava sair logo daquele jogo de palavras o qual ela não sabia jogar. – Talvez devêssemos voltar para o baile, vossa graça – continuou, então ofereceu a mão a ele para que voltassem, mas sua fuga foi totalmente frustrada quando, ao aceitar sua mão, Michael acabara trazendo-a bruscamente para ele. – Sinto muito – ele respondeu. – Mas eu odeio bailes. – E, dizendo isso, Michael levou a mão à nuca dela, selando seus lábios com um beijo inesperado.
yui_n · 570 Views
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