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Title: The transformation of Aramania "Lyra's life is shattered when Gabrielle, Guardian of the Realms, transports her to Aramania, a realm ravaged by darkness. Chosen for her untainted heart, Lyra must ignite the spark of transformation. To fulfill the ancient prophecy, Lyra must unite with her Aramanian counterpart, the pure heart. But in a land shrouded in shadows and deception, her quest is fraught with challenges: unraveling the mystery of her counterpart's identity, navigating treacherous alliances and ancient magic, and confronting the darkness within Aramania and herself. Will Lyra succeed in her perilous journey, or will the shadows prevail?"

In the Hills of Tlangthar in Xiaxo, Larin and his friends find themselves in the middle of an epoch changing event. With colonizing powers keeping them in control, the hills are slowly shaking off the shackles of the Kirat Empire. Accompany Larin, a young apprentice magi, as he traverses the world of Sinlung. A webnovel about colonialism and resistance, philosophy and politics. Updates at least once a day, twice on a good day and five when the momentum catches up. Game Lit RPG Politics and intrique Magic and philosophies about them

Conrad an unemployed and obese geek finds himself possessing the body of the weak Victor Luxenberg, a 17-year-old boy born into nobility. Realising his precarious position, he must fight for his future with the help of a magical system. Battling against internal and external foes can Conrad adapt and survive in this new world as Victor.

disclaimer: author-san, your book's narration is so good! well because it's AI enhanced, though I literally made my narration artistic before an AI improve it for me. Every night when I close my eyes, my soul drifts into a dream—a world where I am fully awake, yet unwilling to leave. In this dream, I meet her. She is a mysterious woman whose face I can never remember when I wake. Yet every time I see her, I feel an unshakable pull, as if I’ve known her forever. I’ve fallen in love with someone who exists only in my dreams. This is the story of our fleeting moments together in a world that vanishes with the sunrise. Will our love remain a dream, or is there more to her than meets the eye?

We start our adventure at a kids shelter where are mane character is he is a 15-year-old kid who has no parents he always has seen things that others could not see but he thinks its his mind playing tricks on him till one day turns his live around he was attacked by a monster lucky him and his friend got away and some other half-blood picked them up and talked about a camp for half-blood to live and train this camp is called Agora what will Hunter Nekros do will he live or will the fates snip his life string only they know but he is in for a wild ride. Author note: I will be taking ideas from the Percy Jackson books and the series on youtube called origins of Olympus to make my world but I will add my own ideas gods and such but there will be stuff from both. I started this book cuz of an idea I had and I liked making the first chapters so I thought y not see if other people would like to read it to feel free to comment on it if you like it I am not the best speller so feel free to comment on my mistake. This will be my 5 book I have made I will be working on the chapters at my own past for each book but I will put some over the others thank you for trying my books hope you enjoy and my the gods look over you.

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.

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.

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

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

It's about a girl named Ellie born by the goddess of beauty, Aphrodite but under circumstances she had to be casted down to earth where she lives it with her human parents. After many years her biological mother appears to her and tells her everything and how the fate of the world lies on her shoulder yet, she remains reluctant and refuses to accept the fact that she's a goddess's daughter even after realizing her powers would she accept her faith or would she be destroyed alongside the whole world. I know you might say if she is the daughter of a god then she wouldn't die but in this book, anything is possible. Her name is Ellie, Fiery, fascinating, alluring, Ellie, but is she what she seems to be?

In the world of Avalon, there is a small kingdom northern most of continent Ava, The youngest prince was born in the turmoil world, the war with Demon, the expansionist of the Empire and rival dominant economy of the Republic of Kaz, how will the youngest prince write a legend in this world...... Warning!!!! Early Chapters will be heavily written on slice of life genre and childhood of MC

Jacob Turner finds himself at the heart of a battle that will determine the future of the world. Too bad that world isn't Earth. A stranger from another world, armed with nothing but a revolver and a heart burdened with love, Jacob is thrust into the realm of Mirntha. A cowboy with no place to call home, Jacob must now fight against the Cursed Lord, a malevolent being whose hatred threatens to destroy everything. Along the way, Jacob forges bonds with powerful allies, including the fierce and buxom Althea, the gentle Elara, and the vivacious Seraphina. With kingdoms on the brink of collapse and ancient prophecies unfolding, Jacob's journey will test the limits of his courage, loyalty, and the unexpected strength of his heart. As darkness looms, love may be the only force powerful enough to save Mirntha—or destroy it. ### Visit discord channel for illustrations of the characters: https://discord.gg/N4RNFqzmX9 This is a harem fantasy story that starts out slow. There is a focus on the romance and slice of life, but will contain many R18 scenes further down the line. Tags include: Action, Fantasy, Weak to Strong, Romance, Large Harem, MILFs, Queens and Princesses, Mother-daughter pairs, R18.

"When fantasy becomes reality; does it promise freedom—or more pain than the harshest truth?" Trapped in a suffocating world, Kizu Kiyoshi finally encounters the impossible: reality transforming into a fantasy. Desperate to escape the weight of his "truth," he dives into this new world seeking liberation. Yet, his journey unveils more than an escape—it forces him to confront deeper truths and challenges him to find meaning in a realm where illusion and reality intertwine.

After couple years apart two half brothers who are opposite to each other have to go through high school and realize the basically the same.

The story follows the journey of a young man in a world thousands of years after a great calamity that left only 15% of the global population as survivors. In order to curve extinction, the survivors became Guardians: beings that use Soul Arms and Magic as tools to fight the Nycerii and Darkpawn that almost brought about their destruction. Follow his story as he meets new friends, faces incredible dangers, uncovers hidden truths and ultimately discovers the source of all that began this strife.

this novel is inspired by warmaisic sword god in a world of magic. so if you like this novel go show some love to swgiam

Aidan Smith was living a normal life after two years working at a high paying logistics company with his best friend Calvin Ford. Up until his first encounter with a creature from another world, that followed a chain of events that pushed the world into a new era where magical beast roam the earth. While Aidan still unsure how he will survive the events, he knows that he will need to protect those he loves if he wants to live in this new world by leveling up.

I'm currently on the process of remaking it- https://www.webnovel.com/book/a-half-vampire-half-dragon's-regression-(remake)_31547442408211605

WARNING: This futuristic tale is a hidden gem! Don't judge by the cliché synopsis! Dive in and read 10 chapters before deciding! Extremely Advanced World? Magic? Cyber Psychosis? Cyberspace? Intelligent Protagonist? Deep Plot?

[ON HIATUS. Book will resume at some point.] "Princess?" A young man entered the dimly lit room. "I'm not a fucking princess! Get this in your fucking head, dumb bastard! And tell this to the rest of these crazy family members! Lemme get outta here!" She yelled while twisting around her wrist, trying to get off the ropes that were holding her back from throwing a punch at these people who kept visiting her one by one. Her so-called family. "But YOU ARE a princess." Yuden amplified the fact that she was indeed Princess Zahra. The young man smiled softly at her although the smile didn't reach his eyes. His eyes were just cold yet they had some sort of fire in them that might as well burn the person in front just by his gaze. "Should I untie you? You seem in pain," he walked closer to her. "Ha! Do you even know what pain is? Pain is you, your whole bullshit, this house, these people!" "I didn't allow you to be so rude, Princess Zahra," Yuden's eyebrows furrowed, his smile fading. Synopsis: Tiana's idyllic life as a nomad is shattered when she arrives at the capital, she is declared to be the missing princess of Averlyon! Thrown into the glamour and wealth of the royal palace, she soon realizes that something dark lurks underneath the pretty smiles and graceful curtsies. As she struggles to come to terms with her new identity, her old life seems to call her back. Years after Tiana’s disappearance, Crown Prince Yuden is still waiting for her. However, he can no longer ignore his duty. He finally agrees to marry her younger sister Layla to secure the alliance between Averlyon and Yurania. As he prepares to slip the ring on Layla's finger, a man appears and announces that the princess has been found! Although Yuden found his long lost fiancée, she was nothing like what he expected her to have become! [Webnovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] ONLY 18+: Violence, triggers, and disturbing scenes (No rape). A happy ending guaranteed! Don’t forget to support for more chapter release!

Twenty years ago, the world faced apocalyptic destruction marked by the arrival of monstrous cracks, catastrophic earthquakes, and the descent of ancient gods. Humanity, teetering on the brink of extinction, was forced to serve these deities for survival. Amid the chaos, a mysterious figure named D'Archy rose, defying the gods and reshaping humanity's fate before vanishing into legend. This is a story about an ordinary young man who can be found anywhere, the life of an ordinary young man who ends up becoming a tragic story.

The destruction of Earth was inevitable. Despite humanity uniting to fight against impending doom, nothing changed. The Earth was destroyed in the year 3014. Rudra Singh was the last standing Indian soldier. When he thought he was going to die like all the others, something unexpected happened. His soul was pulled into an alternative universe that seemed similar to medieval India. Things turned strange when he found that the people in this world didn’t have gods to lead them but a group of people who had inherited the powers of gods from his previous world. “Isn’t this the Sudarshana Chakra, the weapon of Lord Vishnu? How could it become my Astra spirit?”

An ordinary college student named Jiro stumbles upon a mysterious scroll, unlocking a world of cultivation, ancient myths, and supernatural creatures. As foreign forces converge in search of legendary artifacts, Jiro’s newfound abilities and a growing connection with mythical beings, like a watchful Tikbalang, thrust him into the center of a dangerous web of secrets. Amid chilling ghost stories, curious transfer students, and his own growing powers, Jiro must navigate a world where folklore, myths and reality collide, discovering his true destiny along the way as he cultivates to become the strongest in the universe. DISCLAIMER!!! I used ai to enhance my grammar but the storyline,dialogues, and idea are mine and mine alone.

While drunk, I ended up taking the heroine’s first time in a romance fantasy Novel. [This novel does not belong to me; all rights belong to its author. I merely translating it.]

Once the very heavens roared at his sight, his might relentless in destruction and looting. He struck the layers of the celestial bodies with wickedness unparalleled, earning him the tag of the second mischievous saint. But he bit off more than he could chew, when he failed to realise, he was getting weak due to his rotting meridians which were poisoned each day by his own brother. Henceforth, death greeted his eyes, yet even she bent herself in front of his great Dao! ------- Time has changed and the art of natural dantian has been severed, nature itself couldn't comprehend the abundance of the natural flow of Qi, and thus it gave birth to beasts. Now humanity no longer strong uses their intelligence to create weapons and alchemy to artificially function against them. But what if, someone, a man of the past awakens yet again? The man who defeated death, the mischievous immortal had rose yet again though- why was he half dragon? -------- Op Mc: Present System: Absent Just read it.

The Thread of Two Souls In the kingdom of Uttara, duty is law, and love is a luxury few can afford. Abhimanya, the crown prince, is used to navigating power, politics, and the heavy weight of expectation. But when an unexpected marriage binds him to Adithya—an enigmatic stranger with sharp wit and secrets of his own—Abhimanya’s world begins to unravel. Adithya’s quiet strength and unreadable gaze are more than they appear, pulling Abhimanya into a web of mysteries that stretch beyond the walls of the palace. As court politics turn treacherous and unseen enemies draw closer, Abhimanya finds himself torn between the kingdom he must protect and the growing connection he cannot deny. Two souls, tethered by fate, walk the thin line between trust and suspicion. In a world where nothing is as it seems, will their bond be their salvation... or their downfall? A slow-burning tale of love, intrigue, and secrets waiting to be unraveled—where every glance, every word, and every silence matters.

Kaliethe is a boy that was born in a world where people had powers called "Blessings". The Blessings gave them extraordinary abilities which normal people could not replicate. People with Blessings could create flames, water or air and etc. Kaliethe came from a clan of Phoenix-like people known as The Ashenflame. As so, he was blessed with the ability of a phoenix, granting him the abilities of flames and regeneration. However, after he was born, a entity cloaked and cladded with darkness whispered into his heart, bounding his soul and making him unable to reach his full potential. As a result, his clan abandoned him on a island, hoping so that the powerless members of the clan can't bring weak offspring which could tarnish the clan's reputation. How will he survive in a world where danger lurks everywhere on his own with no guidance to help him grow stronger?

A teen girl fantasies after reading a webnovel.... She fell asleep and wake up in her fantasy world.... Is she in her dream......? If not how will she return to her original world...?