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XYLARIS: The Rebirth legend of the Ambassador of Shadow.

In a world where power is granted through potions, spells, dungeons, and awakening, the fallen are never meant to rise. Xavier Xylaris was the last heir of a disgraced branch of a noble house—hunted, broken, and left with nothing but ghosts. When even his final refuge is torn from him, he chooses Suicide over despair. But death is not the end. Liam Parker was born into suffering—poverty, cruelty, and a world that never gave him a chance. When he too embraces death, Transmigrates into the body of the now deceased Xavier, inheriting his life and memories… in an alternate Victorian era world. A world of Fantasy, alchemy, machinery, cults, and Spells. Where he becomes a Knight that fights Demons. In a world teeming with monstrous threats… A Danger far worse lurks beyond them. ******* No one has seen his face in full, no one has heard his name complete. He walks where light refuses to go and darkness follows at his feet. His army has no voice, no face, no sound to mark their place, only shadows shaped like wolves, hunger and eyes that glow in burning space. Three names they give him, three names he carries like a blade. Ambassador of shadow for the army that he made. Prince of mysteries for the secrets no one's found. The man from the fog for the mist that follows him around. But beneath the fog, beneath the wolves, beneath the titles and the night, there is a man who blames himself for every soul that left his sight. That is the mystery beneath the mystery, the secret none have said. Not what he commands in darkness, but the war he fights inside his head.
watchmansparrow · 17.6k Views

My Goblin System : Levelling up with my SSS Class Devouring skill

40k word counts before lock Satou, an ordinary guy from modern-day Japan, suddenly dies in a freak accident, he expects to find himself in the afterlife—or maybe even reincarnated as a hero in a fantasy world, complete with flashy powers and a harem of admirers. But fate has other plans. Thanks to a pair of forgetful gods who accidentally left him stranded in the reincarnation stream, Satou is reborn as the weakest creature imaginable: a baby goblin. Now, trapped in a tiny, green body with stubby arms and a voice that only produces gibberish, Satou must navigate a harsh and unforgiving world where goblins are nothing more than cannon fodder. To make matters worse, he’s surrounded by other baby goblins who see him as their personal chew toy and an old goblin elder who believes he’s the key to an ancient prophecy. Oh, and there’s also the looming threat of something called the “special selection,” which sounds about as fun as a death match. But all hope isn’t lost. Satou discovers he’s been gifted with a unique and overpowered skill: Devouring. By consuming the flesh of other creatures, he can absorb their skills, abilities, and even their memories. The catch? He’s a baby goblin with no teeth, no strength, and no idea how to survive in a world where everything wants to kill him. With the help of his snarky system assistant, Sys, Satou must grow stronger, outsmart his enemies, and defy the odds to prove that even a goblin can rise to greatness. From clumsy baby goblin to potential goblin god, Satou’s journey is filled with humor, danger, and unexpected twists. Will he survive the trials ahead and carve out a place for himself in this brutal world? Or will he end up as just another footnote in the history of goblin-kind? Disclaimer: * MC gets strong fast * The beginning may be slowpace but you will love it *High octane battles, with spectacular beast skills *OP MC Author Notes: —Please Support with Powerstones/ Golden Tickets. They Suggest to New Readers to give this a try. Thank You - 100 golden tickets = +2 bonus chapters - 200 powerstones = +2 bonus chapters Extra Tags * Non-Human
The_NovelCrafter · 1.2m Views

HIS CHOSEN MATE

"she was chosen because she was his right from the very beginning..." Once on a rare occasion, the night of a blue full moon, a girl is being taken from a household to serve the beasts who call themselves werewolves. The werwolves were the one who ruled the town and controlled everything. They looked human but buried under their human facade was a ruthless monster who seeks to destroy. Everyone tried to protect themselves but deep down they knew they were no match for the werewolves. Arianne was a little girl who was born different from other people in the town. She had long red hair and she was born with different coloured eyes. One green and one brown. No one knew exactly why she was born that way and it wasn't hereditary. Her mother also died during her child birth and because of that her father, Massimo distanced himself from her and chose to remarry instead. He married a woman called Christine who already had a child out of wedlock, Rissa. Together Rissa and Christine decided to make Arianne's life hell to which her father turned a blind eye to and because of that, it affected Arianne and she decided to withdraw herself from her family and the society. The day of the selection came and Rissa was selected to go and serve the werewolves. Scared for her life, Rissa decided to persuade her mother to convince Massimo to offer Arianne up for the selection. Ignoring her screaming pleas and tears, Massimo offered up Arianne to go and serve the werewolves. No one really knows what happens to the girls that are being selected and no one bothered to ask. Not knowing the fate that awaits her, Arianne decided to go and serve the werewolf who they call Ivan Giovanni, a alpha who is known for his ruthlessness. Can Arianne survive living among werewolves? What happens when she finds out more about her identity and the only person who could help her was Ivan? What do you think will happen if she finds out that Ivan was the boy she had saved all those years ago from dying? NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THE COVER IMAGE OF THIS BOOK. IMAGE WAS FOUND ON PINTEREST.
DA_Aloera · 2.4m Views

A DUKE'S CRIMSON SCANDAL

Lucien's control was fraying. He watched Elian's shoulders shake, watched fat tears roll down those flushed cheeks as the younger man tried—and failed—to hold back broken sobs. The sight should have disgusted him. Instead, it ignited something feral in his chest. "Be quiet, Elian," Lucien warned, voice low and strained. Elian's head snapped up, eyes blazing through the tears. "No! I will not be quiet!" His voice cracked, raw and defiant. "I demand you let me go. Set me—ah!" Lucien moved before he could think. In one brutal motion, he slammed Elian against the nearest wall, the impact knocking the breath from both of them. Elian's back hit stone with a dull thud, his wrists pinned above his head by one of Lucien's large hands. "Be quiet," Lucien hissed again, forehead pressed against Elian's, their breaths mingling hot and desperate. Elian whimpered, twisting uselessly in his grip. "You monster… you—" Lucien's mouth crashed down on his. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't a kiss—it was a claim. Hard, punishing, devouring. Elian gasped into it, the sound swallowed instantly as Lucien pressed closer, body caging him completely against the cold wall. The taste of salt from Elian's tears mixed with something sweeter, something that made Lucien's blood roar. Elian struggled for half a second… then his lips parted on a broken moan. Lucien pulled back just enough to growl against his mouth, "I said be quiet." But Elian—trembling, furious, aching—only whispered back, voice wrecked: "Make me." **** Some truths are worth killing for. ​Son of a traitor, Elian Morel was meant to burn in the Duke's dungeon. Instead, the ruthless Duke Lucien pulls him from the darkness and keeps him locked in his private wing—close enough to watch, to touch, to break. Elian hides a dangerous gift: with one touch, he can drag out the truth behind any lie. Lucien is cold precision and merciless control, a man bound by a royal betrothal and secrets of his own. But the more he tries to possess Elian, the more his iron restraint begins to crack. In a world of court intrigue and deadly politics, their charged proximity turns into something darker—something hungry. Every defiance, every forced confession, every lingering gaze pushes them closer to the edge. Between captor and captive, hatred and desire, a forbidden bond begins to form. One that could destroy them both. Power, obsession, and a love that defies the throne.
Rosegold_n · 167.8k Views