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From Ash To Aetherblade

"From Ash to Aetherblade": Ackah Emile lives in the sprawling city of Veridia, a place where the gap between the awakened Hunters and the powerless unawakened is a chasm. Struggling to support his mother, Abelema, and younger sister, Aya, after the death of his father, Ackah faces a daily battle against poverty and despair. The world beyond Veridia is a dangerous place, swarming with monsters, labyrinths, and dimensional rifts, where only the strong survive. When a sudden, violent awakening transforms Ackah into a "Sword Ascendant," he is granted the power to wield a blade of pure aetheric energy and transcend the limits of mortal swordsmanship. This newfound power offers a chance to escape his desperate circumstances, but it also thrusts him into a world of cutthroat guilds, powerful nations, and ancient threats. Ackah must learn to master his abilities, navigating the treacherous political landscape of the twenty superpower countries, each vying for dominance. He faces monstrous hordes, battles corrupt guild leaders, and confronts the ever-present threat of void invasions. Along the way, he forms alliances with other Hunters, uncovers ancient secrets, and faces moral dilemmas that test his resolve. As Ackah rises from the ashes of his past, he amasses wealth and power, establishing his own guild, the "Rift Walkers," and forging a legend that will echo through the ages. "From Ash to Aetherblade" is a tale of action, adventure, and the transformative power of will, where a young man, armed with a blade of pure energy, carves his own destiny in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.
Frank_Emile_Ackah · 8.1K Views

ASHES OF VORDANIA: BLOOD AND OATH

Veilborn – Synopsis Betrayed. Beaten. Left for dead. Cassian Voss was born of imperial blood, yet treated as nothing more than a pawn—a forgotten son in the shadow of a tyrant. When the emperor forces him into a death duel for his own amusement, Cassian loses everything. His family is executed. His body is shattered. His name is erased. But some men are too stubborn to die. Dragged from the depths of the empire’s waste pits, Cassian claws his way back with nothing but his rage, his scars, and the whispers of something ancient—something that should have never been awakened. Umbrafang, a blade of forgotten origins, has chosen him. And with its power, Cassian will carve his path through the empire that cast him aside. Yet vengeance is only the beginning. The empire is a beast with many heads—noble houses vying for power, generals who have never lost a war, and an emperor who once brought nations to their knees. And in the shadows, something far more terrifying stirs—a force older than Vordania itself, watching, waiting. As Cassian rises, so does the chaos. A new rebel known as The Rising Sun emerges, a challenger to the throne Cassian seeks. And beyond them both, an ancient darkness whispers from the void, promising power beyond measure… at a price. In this brutal game of kings and gods, who will reign, who will fall, and who will be consumed? --- A tale of vengeance, war, and the making of legends. This is Veilborn. The world will remember his name.
Lume_X · 2K Views

Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince

Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy
Light_ray · 38.2K Views

Heavenly Ashes: Rise of the Forgotten

In a world where power is determined by cultivation, Ashen Wu is born with a shattered dantian, rendering him unable to cultivate. Mocked by his clan and abandoned by his father, he is left to fend for himself in the outskirts of the empire. However, when he stumbles upon an ancient ruin, he discovers the Ashen Codex—a forbidden cultivation method that defies the heavens themselves. But there is a price. The more Ashen cultivates, the more his body turns to ash, his life force burning away to fuel his strength. With every battle, he must walk the fine line between power and oblivion. As he unravels the secrets of the Ashen Codex, he learns that his fate is tied to a long-forgotten war between celestial beings and primordial demons. Armed with a body that withers with every breakthrough and a soul that refuses to yield, Ashen Wu embarks on a path that will shake the foundations of the cultivation world. Will he conquer destiny, or will he fade into nothingness like the ashes he commands? Key Cultivation Realms: Mortal Vein – The foundation of all cultivators. Spirit Ash Stage – Body begins to refine energy, but with Ashen’s technique, it starts burning away. Cinder Core Formation – His dantian, once broken, reforms into a core of embers. Eternal Ember Ascension – His very existence starts to merge with the Dao of Ash and Rebirth. Heavenly Ash God – The final step, where he transcends life and death, becoming the embodiment of destruction and renewal. Main Characters: Ashen Wu – The outcast with a body destined to burn away. A calm yet ruthless cultivator who values loyalty above all. Lan Yue – A mysterious woman with a celestial lineage, drawn to Ashen’s fate. She holds the key to the Ashen Codex’s true origin. Old Ghost – A sarcastic yet wise spirit residing within the Ashen Codex, guiding Ashen in his cultivation. Jin Tianlong – A prodigious cultivator of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, Ashen’s greatest rival and the embodiment of heaven’s will. Themes: Defying fate and destiny Power that comes with a cost Betrayal, revenge, and redemption The balance between destruction and rebirth Would you like me to expand on any part, such as specific fights, plot twists, or world-building?
itachi098765 · 5.9K Views

Coldsnap: The Billionaire Alpha's Fated Pregnant Princess (GL)

I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world on the brink, even when I still think of home. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the mate bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me and a countdown timer reminds me whenever I look that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I am Citra Lomdi and I will not be tamed. Not by the wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint. The only problem is: Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too.
Seraphelki · 15.9K Views

Lemons of Fate

“IF life gives you lemons, well then, you’re god.” At least that’s what I wrote in my middle school diary, hoping it would be some kind of life mantra. Fast forward 15 years, and apparently, my childish optimism is the least of my worries. I’m now trapped in the novel I wrote as a kid. And no, I didn’t dream this up. There’s no way I imagined the high school drama, the ridiculous fantasy world, and—most importantly—the absurdly cliché plotline of some random teenager becoming a hero by… well, not being an idiot. But here I am. Caught between pages, awkwardly stuck in the world of my imagination where I’m supposed to be a minor character who dies in chapter three. Yeah. Real great, right? And here’s the kicker: It’s not like life (or the "god" of this world, which, let’s be honest, feels a lot like life at this point) is giving me some great power or destiny. No, no, no. Life’s throwing the equivalent of lemons at me, and I have no idea how to make lemonade. I mean, seriously? This world was supposed to be an adventure, full of magic, mythical creatures, and an epic storyline. But instead, I'm stuck here watching the “real” protagonist—who’s probably off saving the world—while I try to figure out how to not get killed by a random monster in the middle of a forest. Is this my punishment for writing a half-baked novel as a kid? Probably. But whatever it is, I’m going to have to deal with it. There’s just one problem—if I want to survive this insane mess, I need to rewrite my own fate. And rewriting this world is a hell of a lot harder than I thought. Can I survive in a story where I’m not supposed to exist? And more importantly—what if I can change the plot entirely?
EgonVera · 1.3K Views

Pregnant by the Mafia boss

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix
Ivory_Smart_2462 · 16.6K Views
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