Mlp Sapphire Shores

Liora had everything, silk gowns softer than clouds, and eleven royal brothers who treated her like a jewel. Her days were filled with naps and banquets, her biggest worry being whether sapphire blue matched better with her crown than royal gold. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. One night, she fell asleep in her warm bed with wine in her hand. The next, she woke up in a nightmare. A world ravaged by zombies. Smoke and ash filled the air. The ground was stained with blood. Her palace? Gone. Her servants? Gone. Her status? Worthless. The only thing that remained? Her will to survive. With no training, no supplies, and no clue how to swing a weapon, she was thrown straight into the depths of hell, until a cold mechanical voice echoed in her mind. [Welcome, Host. You have activated the Overlord System.] It sounded powerful, promising... until she learned the truth. She had no abilities, no resources, and a system that cared more about giving her impossible missions and drowning her in cosmic debt than helping her stay alive. While others awakened fire or telekinesis, she was stuck dodging Level 2 zombies with nothing but her fists and pure desperation. Every fight was a gamble. Every step forward cost blood, sweat, or worse—sanity. Yet she rose. She built her own base from scratch. Controlled supplies. Built a black market network in the ruins. People started to follow her, fear her, and even rely on her. And then he showed up. The aloof, deadly awakened one who never cared for others—until her. With piercing eyes and unmatched power, he could destroy armies. But when he tried to get close, to protect her, to understand her, Liora was too busy reinforcing her walls and negotiating food rations to entertain his brooding charm. He said he wanted to fight beside her. She said, "Unless you're here to dig trenches or clear zombies, move aside." He brought her rare supplies—medicine, clean water, even a working generator. She didn’t blink. "Bribing me with electricity? Cute. Now get in line with the others if you want shelter." Because in this world, there was no room for love when survival was still uncertain. But love, like the undead, is persistent. Trigger Warning: Violence, Gore, System Abuse, Psychological Trauma, Romantic Tension.

A car accident causes Yan Chuang to traverse into a martial arts world resembling ancient times, bringing along a 'Purple Mist Palace'. Teaching by Example (Level 1): Your explanations will increase listeners' comprehension efficiency by 50%, and their understanding and thoughts will feed back to you, granting you corresponding 'insights'. The Great Dao Cushions (Level 1): The Purple Mist Palace contains six Great Dao cushions that aid listeners in better understanding explanations and grasping the Great Dao. The effect of 'Teaching by Example' is increased by 1000%. Note: Only two of the six seats can be changed once. Treasure Nurturing Rock (Level 1): You can use 'spirituality' to enhance and nurture items. Method Development (Level 1): You can set up research tasks, gain inspiration, develop martial arts, and complete tasks to gain 'insights' and 'spirituality'. Currently, you can create 2 tasks. Upon reaching the other shore, Yan Chuang laughed and said, "I didn't specifically study martial arts, those were merely insights gained while preaching to disciples."

[There's already a grand, high-quality complete series of 6,000 chapters for you to read with confidence.] Choice is greater than effort! Martial masters fight bloodily over terrestrial treasures, yet the deep-water sacred herbs remain unclaimed. Having crossed over into a fisherman, Liang Qu obtained the Water Ze Cauldron, refined the Water Monkey's innate abilities, commanded Water Beasts, reaped benefits all along the way, and stepped onto the peak. [Water Monkey]→[Ze Rong]→[Water King Ape]→[Lord of Huai Whirlpools]! From then on, I ruled over the expansive Ze waves! ............ On the shore, people knelt in prayer, offering sacrifices. "May the Water Deity bless us..." Damn, could you stop sacrificing maidens to me? I'm really not a Water Deity!

A young British child, Frederick, who was adopted by Portuguese sailors finds himself struggling for survival on the shores of West Africa. He soon discovered that the lands he found himself in were troubled by the aura of ancient cosmic darkness, Okunkun, that instilled hate against the indigenes of Africa in other races as their punishment for banishing it from its reign on the world. The remnants of Okunkun’s minions, Egbe Okunkun, commence a plot to bring back their glory days by attacking the Olodumare Festival, an iconic festival celebrated between the Yorubas, Igbos and Hausa in honour of their historic victory against Okunkun. Yet to recover from the shock of the attack, a mystical war broke out between the deities of Olodumare and the ancient Benin Kingdom when their spy, Warewa, discovered a secret slave trade allegiance between the Benin Kingdom, and Prince Henry the Navigator, son of a Portuguese Monarch, with Egbe Okunkun at the heart of it. Frederick gets caught in an unimaginable battle between the deities of Olodumare who swore to protect their people from Okunkun’s hate, the Benin kingdom, and Egbe Okunkun. Buoyed by their duty to prevent hate from destroying their land, the deities of Olodumare made it their duty to ensure that people from the outside world had no access to their lands. When Frederick’s presence on their land became known to them at the end of the battle, they were torn between letting him live, being a child, and the fear that he would succumb to the hate of Okunkun and be a danger to them all. Frederick builds a bond with the son of a powerful deity, Ifaromi who was convinced of his innocence and will for good. All hell broke loose when the plot of Egbe Okunkun bore fruit and the very darkness they sought to protect themselves against threatened to rise once more with Frederick at the heart of it all.

She was a prodigy. A genius. A girl with the power to change everything. Until they stole her research, stabbed her in the back… and left her to die. But death isn't the end— Not when your spirit refuses to stay buried. Now reincarnated in a realm ruled by ancient magic and twisted fate, Seyon Amara awakens inside the body of a teenage girl at Virelia Magic Academy—a school where monsters wear uniforms, secrets breathe, and power decides who rises or burns. Armed with fragments of her past life and a will sharpened by betrayal, Seyon isn’t here to play nice. She’s here to remember why she died. And to destroy everyone who had a hand in it. But fate has other plans. There’s Xian Yoru—mysterious, unreadable, and hiding truths that feel disturbingly familiar. And Auron Kai—her former AI assistant, now terrifyingly human… and still loyal enough to burn the world for her. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s war—fueled by magic, memory, and messy romance. > In a world where betrayal is currency and memory is power, Seyon Amara isn't here to forgive. She's here to slay.

In the heart of the ancient city of Mirakor, nestled between sandstone alleys and crumbling temples, there existed a legend whispered on moonlit nights. Children grew up hearing tales of the "Shadow Cat"—a mystical feline who had lived for centuries, protecting the balance between worlds. Many dismissed it as a bedtime story, but the elders of Mirakor knew better. Some even claimed to have seen it—glimpses of a silvery feline with glowing sapphire eyes, weaving between shadows, vanishing into nothingness. They called him Myrr, the Keeper of Veils.

Born under a sky laced with fire, Seraphina Rubienne came into the world with eyes the color of molten ruby — and a silence that unsettled even the proudest nobles. Feared. Watched. Never truly embraced. As the only daughter of the powerful House Rubienne, Seraphina lives behind layers of silks and secrets. Her gaze unearths truths others wish to hide. Her thoughts are never fully her own. And though the whispers of prophecy follow her like a ghost, she remains unaware of the storm quietly blooming inside her. But when a mysterious boy arrives at the gates — a traveler cloaked in grace and crowned with sapphire eyes — something ancient stirs within her. The aching behind her gaze begins to burn. The truth she once hid from now calls her forward. He carries secrets. She carries fire. And neither of them are ready for what will awaken between them. In a world ruled by deception and legacy, Seraphina must walk the delicate line between who she was raised to be… and the power she was born to wield. Because light and shadow are not enemies — They are two halves of the same bloom

“…COMMAND Me…” There is a young man with a blue ceylon sapphire eyes color, who considered as a normal human being, turns out to have a secret that can change the world into better or create chaos. What will happen to this world ??

Life is a turbulent sea of bitterness, failure, and hardship. Your only vessel is willpower, and you must sail through it alone. If you can't find a shore in this world... If everyone close to you has abandoned you... Perhaps you'd want a fresh start in a parallel world. Would you accept The Restart Invite? - Posting Schedule - Saturday: 1 Chapter Sunday: 1 Chapter Holiday: 1 Chapter

"Why can't I meet you?!" Dahlia demanded. Her voice trembling slightly, filled with deep yearning and desire to meet her guardian. Ever since she was born, she had started hearing voices in her head. It was her guardian, his tone was calm, monotonous yet it was soothing to hear. He was in her shadows, constantly protecting her. He never laughed or showed any forms of emotions. But with his voices alone, it soothed her that nothing else could. She felt safe, like a quiet sanctuary she never wants to lose. "I can't... my sapphire..." He replied, his tone blank as usual. "And why is that?" Dahlia asked again, this time her tone soft yet held sadness. Tears welled up in her eyes, but tried her best not break down. Silence . . . "There are bindings on me..." He replied, there was a short pause. "These are Ancient laws that I cannot break. Yet you must not take up these wights of mine, for they are mine alone to bear. You must live happily, just like those mortals have" he completed his sentence, his tone now soft and tender. But what secrets lie in the shadows between them?

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “By the gods, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs, and I realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form, but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past is a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.

Darken lived as something less than a slave, less than a human. Under the mercy of a mad merchant, his existence was nothing more than an extension of submission—a neglected being, unworthy of even a passing glance. Even the pigs received more care than he did, and the serfs knew a mercy he had never tasted. Hunger was not just a fleeting sensation; it had become a constant companion, clinging to him like a shadow. and Pain was not the result of random blows but a perpetual reality, repeating without end. Yet even in a world like this, there are moments that ignite the spark of change. When an unknown force attacked the merchant caravan, chaos erupted—screams, flames, blood. Escape was not a choice for Darken but an instinct, a drive untainted by hope, but fueled solely by pure fear. Every step was a desperate grasp at life, but his frail body failed him, sending him tumbling unnoticed off a towering cliff into the abyss of the sea. The water invaded his lungs, and death seemed a welcome relief, something to embrace. But fate had already carved a different path. On an unfamiliar shore, between the crawling heat of the sand and the whisper of the gentle breeze, Darken opened his eyes for the first time—to find himself looking at the world through the eyes of a free man, unchained, unclaimed. Yet for someone who had never tasted freedom before, its weight might be something entirely different. Note: Chapters are published every four or five days, and at most, every week. X platform : @aeryxErython Instagram : @ae_v71 Telegram : https://t.me/DS_Arise Discord : soon ...

Hao Ren was born in another world and has lived for over twenty-two years being nothing but a definition of the word, average. After a high school reunion, the young man sat down on the beach shore, and mumbled to the sky, "God of Novels, you are unfair. I spent forty years of my life doing nothing but reading books and stories written by others. I worked hard to manifest this rebirth, and yet you did not bless me with anything. Why?" A voice echoed in his mind, "Host, you have the Omnipotent Husband System." Hao Ren scoffed and scolded the system, "What is the use of having you when you are not even active? Are you shitting with me, you bastard?!" The system replied, "Host the condition for activating the system is to get married." Hao Ren could not handle it anymore and cried out loud as he complained about this condition. He was not good-looking, and neither was he wealthy, who was going to marry him? Tired, he spent the on the beach. When he was returning home, he passed by the marriage registering center. He sighed for his fate but suddenly, a beautiful lady asked him, "Hey, do you have any identity card on you?" Hao Ren nodded in a daze, and the lady dragged him inside the office. The young man was yet to register what happened to him when an automated voice sounded, "Host, congratulations on getting married. Omnipotent Husband System is now activated." ... Years later, Hao Ren became an entity many people wished to meet. However, Hao Ren never stayed outside, to everything he had one reply, "I have to go home and cook for my wife." Would you like to know his journey from an average to an over-achieving person standing at the apex of power and prestige? ... Author's Note: If you guys wish to discuss the book with your co-readers, or have suggestions for me on how to improve the story, you can reach me out on discord. Discord: chasing_dream06

Crimson Born Secrets don’t stay buried forever—not in Viremond. Nineteen-years-old Veralyn has spent her life as the “adopted” daughter of a noble family, ignored by the lady of the house and forgotten by the world. But when whispers of her real bloodline begin to surface, everything she thought she knew shatters. Enter a sharp-tongued, mysterious young man with sapphire eyes and a talent for showing up exactly when she doesn’t want him to. He claims to want peace—but he carries the legacy of a forbidden love, a stolen crown, and a grudge that could topple kingdoms. As hidden heirs rise, forbidden truths unravel, and dangerous secrets come to light, Veralyn must decide who she really is… before the kingdom decides for her. A story full of drama, mystery, betrayal, and a dash of romantic chaos— Crimson Born will keep you guessing until the very last page.

Synopsis: Limited by knowledge due to royal restrictions yet filled with curiosity since birth, Orin Mystiq tackles the mysteries unfolding in one of the most enigmatic places on Wanderlust: Ouroboros. Here, natural, mystical laws don’t function as expected—and what does work is cranked up to eleven. While Orin can negate several mystical laws and zealously solve mysteries beyond everyone’s comprehension, normal means alone aren’t enough to crack this case. A touch of humankind becomes essential—an element Orin finds utterly monotonous. To shore up his weaknesses and navigate the labyrinth of human involvement, he seeks wisdom from the foremost expert on Wanderers: Hem Lock, a Sentinel burdened by his own demons, manifested in the form of twins, assigned to him as subordinates. Together, they compensate for each other’s shortcomings, delving deeper into the mystical mechanics of Mystica to solve the world’s first “Mystic Mystery." ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— Power System :: TOSHI : An ancient word for beings that have evolved through the essence of any given energy. Sub category :: HARVYX : The ability to utilize another’s accumulated power as one’s own, either through technology or biology. • Inspired by Harvest and Vyx (a stylized twist on leeching or siphoning) = Suggests the harvesting of power from others, either temporarily or permanently. Ornyx = Artifacts. (Ornyxes -- plural) Wanderer = Humans Mystica = mystical creatures. ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— Lure: Dreams and whispers shape this realm, filling it with prophecies, myths, bizarre creatures, and... magic! If you have ever heard or seen the unthinkable, then you must have dream-walked into this realm at some point. Welcome to Wanderlust. A place for dreamers, made up of dreams…. ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— Dedicated To: To Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the brilliant mind behind Sherlock Holmes, whose work sparked my love for mysteries. Note: I am nowhere near that talented, nor is this story anywhere close to such brilliance. But his work ignited my passion for mystery, which I have fused with my muse and created something unique. So… welcome to the world of "Mystic Mystery." Check out other works set in this world on Omnivex. ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— One-line description: Orin Mystiq finds humankind monotonous, while Hem Lock finds Mystica mysterious. When a case involves the deepest, darkest secrets of Mystica, alongside the inconvenient complications created by Wanderers, they must work together to solve the world’s first Mystic Mystery. TAGS: #MurderMystery #HighFantasy #Magic #BizarreCreatures This story is also available on other webnovel websites for better reach. Eg: RoyalRoad.com, Wattapad.com, Scribblehub.com, and webnovel.com

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring.  Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra.  A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No rewrites going on right now. (Multi-PoV, 1st Person) For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

In the late Trần Dynasty of Đại Việt (ancient Vietnam), the kingdom is in turmoil. The royal court is weakened, and threats from the Champa kingdom loom at the borders. The martial world is shaken by the legend of the Long Tàng Secret Manual, a martial arts scripture hidden beneath the waters of Lý Sơn Island. This manual not only contains supreme martial arts techniques but also a map of the nation’s dragon veins — knowledge that could either save the country or bring it to ruin if it falls into the wrong hands. Phạm Quang Minh, a young disciple of the Thiên Vân Sword Sect, carries the sorrow of his exterminated clan and becomes the sole keeper of the secret manual. Wandering to the shores of Lý Sơn, he encounters Nguyễn Bích Thủy, known as the Bích Hải Dragon Maiden, the daughter of a former naval commander wrongfully executed for treason. Initially enemies, Quang Minh and Bích Thủy gradually come to understand each other, realizing they are both children of men betrayed by the court. They join forces against the sinister Huyết Kiếm Sect, led by the formidable Lê Hồng Liêm, who seeks the manual to sell its secrets to Champa and dominate the martial world. Their struggle entangles other factions: Cửu Lạc Society, a neutral but cunning group. Kim Xà Sect, spies serving Champa. Hoàng Tùng Lâm, known as “The Lone Sword of Đại Lý,” a righteous warrior from the Tày ethnic group, harboring a vendetta against Huyết Kiếm Sect. Through treacherous battles across beaches, mountains, and hidden caves, Quang Minh and Bích Thủy’s bond deepens, yet they remain torn between love and the debts of family and nation. In a climactic battle atop Lý Sơn, Bích Thủy sacrifices herself to save Quang Minh. With her dying breath, she entrusts him with the Bích Hải jade pendant, the only proof of her father’s innocence. Devastated by her death, Quang Minh destroys the Long Tàng Manual, refusing to let it fall into any faction’s hands. He then defeats the Huyết Kiếm Sect, but the kingdom remains unstable. Choosing to leave the martial world behind, Quang Minh retreats to the Bạch Mã mountains, becoming a legend whispered among rivers and seas. It is said that on moonlit nights over the waters of Lý Sơn, one can still hear the mournful flute of the Bích Hải Dragon Maiden echoing across the waves.

A modern-day elite is inexplicably transported into a mystical world of swords and immortals. There, he becomes a disciple of Mount Shu, wages war along the eastern shores, and engages in a fierce battle with the Enchanting Dragon King. He encounters the mechanized marvels of the Mo Clan, the intricate contraptions of the Gongshu family, and the arcane mysteries of the Formation Wraith. A realm of wonders and peril awaits him. Witness how he rises above all, bending the heavens to his will and laughing proudly at the world below.

When 25-year-old Talia Wolfe returns to her grandmother's home after her death, she expects grief, not secrets. But the reading of the will sets off a chain of revelations no one in the family is prepared for. A mysterious inheritance in South Korea-an apartment and a flower shop-forces Talia and her brother Damian to relocate, unearthing a legacy steeped in hidden powers, brutal training, and a past their parents never spoke of. As memories of a harrowing childhood resurface of cryptic lessons, supernatural abilities, and a father who trained them like soldiers-Talia must come to terms with the truth: their family was never ordinary, and neither is the world they're stepping into. What lies in Seoul may be more than property. It may be the reason they were trained to survive. Would Talia be able to find more than just the need to survive? Will she be able to finally find peace amidst the chaos in her life? *** Please note that there will be violence in the story***

She woke up on the shore with no memories… and in a body that wasn't hers. The people call her Eirelyn. They whisper behind closed doors. The pendant glows. And a voice — soft and broken — speaks to her from beyond the grave. Whose life is she living? And why does the mirror reflect someone she doesn’t remember… but deeply fears? The White Witch was hunted. The White Witch was powerful. The White Witch… was me. Unravel the truth hidden beneath ashes, blood, and silence. Every vote, every comment, every chapter you read… brings her closer to the truth.

When the kingdom of Atlas is reduced to ash, young Prince Issac barely escapes with his life, cast adrift in the vast ocean on an old boat gifted by his grandfather. He awakens to unfamiliar shores—those of Arcacia, the very empire that destroyed his home. Taken in by a kind-hearted baker and his family, Issac begins to taste peace again. But in Arcacia, peace is fleeting. Ruled by merciless nobles who treat commoners as expendable, the nation’s cruelty soon catches up to him. The family who saved him is executed, and Issac is falsely accused of their murder. His execution is set. His fate sealed. But the storm has other plans. Lightning tears across the sky. The ground trembles. And from the chaos, masked rebels emerge—the resistance, long whispered of in fear and hope. They save Issac, and before a stunned crowd, offer him a choice: “You’ve seen the truth of this world. Will you fight to change it, or die forgotten under the heel of tyranny?” Greybound is a gripping tale of vengeance, identity, and uprising—a fallen prince’s journey from hunted exile to the symbol of a revolution that could reshape an empire.

After being schemed, Tang Yuyue escaped into the countryside with one child after bearing twins. Four years later, she returned to the country and found out that the father of her children became a gangster. She painstakingly tried to advise him to mend his ways. Only, why did this gangster look so much like her billionaire boss? His personal assistant reported, “President Huo, there’s a kid outside who looks exactly like Young Master, and he’s wreaking in the company while calling you blind.” Huo Jingyun handsome face softened. “It’s alright. That’s my youngest son. I can’t afford to offend their mother!”

Tragedies fill Resonance, and all of the hardship keeps on building cracking the very foundation of the once prosperous town. Will Sophie and Damien make it through these hard times? What will they do about it? What lies beneath the antique store?

"You know, darling, when was younger, I dreamt of finding the City of Towers and to live in one of its majestic silver towers. Unfortunately, it seems I wasn't meant for it..." "Don't be sad mother... I will go and search for it, and when I find it, I will bring you with me so that we can live there in peace!" "Oh my, what a caring son you are~ I'm sure you will succeed, and I'm certain that the Lady of the Gate will light your path... James" Year 742 of the Era of the Radiant Sun. On the northern shores of the Redcia peninsula, one can spot a hooded youth wandering in search of a legend to fulfill an old promise. Will the young one fail in his quest? Or will he emerge victorious? And if he was to succeed, how will he react to the fact that legends often do not fully align with reality? _____________________________________________ Hello everyone, this was my experiment with a story based on an idea I've had for a long time. I would love to know what you think about it and if I should continue the novel. So please, leave your comments and let me know what you liked and what you didn't. Goodbye!

A fan-translation of Shrouding The Heavens, written by Chen Dong. In the far reaches of the cold, dark universe, nine enormous dragon corpses were tied to an ancient bronze coffin. It seems that they were set there since the birth of the universe. Such astonishing scene was captured by a space probe floating in the outer space. Nine dragons and the mysterious bronze coffin made people wonder that whether they came back to ancient times or just reached the other shore of the universe. A giant mythical world was unfolded, where immortality gradually appeared and paranormal events continuously occurred. Thirty-three classmates held a reunion after graduating. Their friendship was tested, as the bronze coffin took them away from earth and arrived in another unknown world. The desire to survive forced them to follow the path of the ancient gods. Entering a new world of cultivation, will any of them reach immortality, or will they all die along the way?

Kael,born to be a means for his mother to gain the kings attention.Raised in silence and trained to obey,meant to live in the shadows.They pushed him further and further until he finally broke.He vanished without a trace.No one ever asked.The kingdom never mourned. A year later he returns.Changed ,silent ,cold ,uncaring and a dangerous power lurking beneath the light of his eyes. Lyra,the forgotten princess ,born for the throne but scorned to uselessness.No one cared when she was targeted by a sea witch. Until the witch cursed the kingdom through her. Then they cared,,enough to blame her.Banished to the land of humans ,to lurk within the shores, always singing to the tides. Now, in a cruel twist of politics,the palace has arranged their marriage. The castaways bound together in a match meant to silence them both.But the tide doesn't forget. And neither do they. But somewhere along the way love changed everything.

In the city of Valoria, where the splendor of opulent palaces dances to the tune of luxury while alleys drown in oblivion, fate weaves its first threads. There, Aaron, a young man forged by life's harshness, discovers what resembles a miracle: a rare "flower," Rosen, a noble girl lost from her family and luminous world. Aaron's humble home and his kind aunt Venice open their doors to her, and Rosen, hidden from her parents' eyes, becomes one of Aaron's family. Rosen, the delicate flower of wealth, blossoms in the harsh confines of poverty, in a world that was never hers. Deep feelings are born within her for Aaron, who saw in her only the innocence he nurtured. Love and sacrifice drive him to a heartbreaking decision, and he departs, leaving behind a heart pulsating with anticipation and a soul clinging to threads of hope. But fate, with its resounding blows, returns Rosen to the shores of her former world, erasing every trace of the past. She returns to her family, who had long searched for her, but she becomes a body without memory, lost between a wealthy present and forgotten memories. Meanwhile, Aaron returns to find a painful void; his aunt has passed away, and his "flower" has vanished without a trace. He embarks on an arduous search journey that extends for years, until fate wills them to meet again in a fleeting encounter that opens the doors to a major shock. Does Aaron hold the key to restoring what was lost? And can his forgotten "flower" awaken from her slumber to rewrite their love story between banks that were never truly part of her? "Flower Between The Banks" is a captivating journey through fate, love, and loss, telling the tale of two hearts searching for a way back in a world that forgets

After being shot on the shores of the Windhollow Coast, Molly finds herself on a mysterious moving island, with an even more mysterious man for company. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com :)

In a fractured multiverse where ancient bloodlines rule hidden empires of impossible wealth, one young man’s fate is about to ignite a war that spans worlds. Eryndor Kael, a sharp-witted survivor from a ruined city, stumbles upon an artifact of unspeakable power the Astra Mourn, a sentient crystal that bonds with his very soul. Its whispers promise realms beyond imagining and riches that could buy gods, but also shatter the balance of the known universes. Hunted by cloaked assassins of secret dynasties and watched by councils whose coffers overflow with gold stolen from entire planets, Eryndor finds his only refuge in the arms of Seris Amara, a fierce princess of a hidden royal lineage who might hold both the key to his salvation and the dagger to his heart. Together, they are drawn into a labyrinth of floating cities made of sapphire, deserts where spirits trade futures for breath, and courts where jeweled masks hide conspiracies older than time. With every realm Eryndor conquers, new mysteries unfurl and new enemies rise to tear him and Seris apart. Yet destiny is not merely to sit upon a throne of emerald and shadow. A darker truth beckons: The Astra Mourn did not choose him to rule it chose him to remake the very fabric of creation. Will love endure when kingdoms crumble and reality itself begins to break? Or will Eryndor’s thirst for answers and the power to protect those he loves unleash a cataclysm that no realm can survive?

A soul from another time, reborn in mid-19th century France. With courage and wisdom, he overcomes every trial and tribulation to reach the shores of glory. Flowers for his friends; a sword for his enemies. This is France—a nation forged in hardship, yet still standing proud. This is France—a nation bathed in the eternal light of glory.