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The Azure Lotus

"The Azure Lotus" - It is said that this flower blooms once in 10,000 years... Is it really so...? Well, when summarizing the main story of this novel, it comes to mind that greed is born with the intention of gaining power, or the only goal of greed is to gain power. From this, a sense of entitlement full of inferiority is born. The attraction towards each other has been going on for an eternity, and with it, the range of inferiority complexity is gradually increasing. It is said that whenever this arises in someone's heart, it causes destruction everywhere for them. From the influence of which even the kingdom of heaven is not exempted. But it is also true that if there is a disease, there is a way to cure it, and here it is the union of "pure love" and "wisdom." How will our "Goddess of Love Kiyoko" and "God of Wisdom Akimitsu" connect with each other holistically for the welfare of the world, stand against this destructive, all-consuming, negative, anti-life force, and continue the struggle to maintain harmony in the entire world. This is the topic of our Nobel... Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This fiction does not represent any particular nation, religion, language, coterie, nor oppose it. Here the writer is only trying to follow some realistic material in order to create a realistic plot of the story; they don't claim anything else... And also, as our fiction on the one hand condemns war, conflict, violence, strife, bloodshed, brutality, oppression of the strong over the weak, and adultery. On the other hand, it also supports life, peace, unity, prosperity, cooperation, kindness, compassion, pure love, and wisdom wholeheartedly. So we humbly request all the readers to please enjoy this novel just for the pleasure of reading the story. Finally, this is what I want to say - "Life is a wonderful creation of God, so it should be cherished like a great purpose. It is necessary to prepare its own foundation by combining pure love and wisdom. Peace should be its requirement, and unity should be taken as its strength."
UnknownHumanBeing8 · 10.3K Views

Sign-In System in Modern Earth

Failed student no more! When the mysterious Ascendancy Orb chose Malik Abdullahi on his dreary walk home from secondary school, his humdrum life in Berbera shattered. Integrating with him, it gifted him the "Sign-in System" – a cryptic AI that rewards discretion, strategic growth, and daily dedication with mind-sharpening abilities and more. Suddenly, acing exams and securing a coveted spot at university is just the beginning. Witness Malik's silent revolution as he leverages the system's power to not only transform himself but also to secretly reshape his surroundings. From a struggling teen to a shadowy force manipulating economics and technology, his journey is one of hidden power and reluctant leadership. But this is just the first arc in a grand cosmic tapestry. Prepare for a tale that transcends galaxies, where a discreet climb from the Horn of Africa leads to a galactic harem forged through political alliances, a post-human evolution of mankind orchestrated from the shadows, and a destiny that culminates in cosmic godhood. Malik isn't a hero; he's the unseen hand guiding humanity's ascent, a master strategist playing a game where the board is the universe itself. Get ready for a unique blend of system sci-fi, nation-building intrigue, and cosmic ambition, where the stakes escalate from a single life to the fate of realities. DISCLAIMER This novel is a work of fiction. While some locations, organizations, or institutions may bear resemblance to real-world counterparts, their depiction in this narrative—including associated events, actions, and outcomes—is entirely imaginary and not intended to reflect reality. All characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The views and actions expressed by characters belong solely to them and do not represent the author’s opinions or real-world ideologies. The author explicitly disavows any use of this work as a reference for factual, legal, or historical purposes. Readers are strongly cautioned against interpreting fictional scenarios as commentary on real individuals, groups, or events.
The_Standing_Tower · 31.8K Views

Lost in flames Found in dark

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.
Abishaa · 14.4K Views
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