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In a world that prides itself on reason and order, Isaac survives an event that should have erased him — and in doing so, glimpses a truth that reality itself tries to suppress. Beneath regulated faith and denied miracles, something ancient still shapes the world from the shadows. Guided by fractured memories of the White Light, Isaac begins to understand that belief is not submission, but orientation — and that truth does not descend fully formed, it must be illuminated. As hidden paths emerge, leading either toward the Divine or into corruption, Isaac faces a terrifying realization: miracles are not gifts, but consequences. To guide the way forward, he must accept the burden of light — and the cost of being seen.

She was just a teenage girl—until the Divine Phoenix Flame awakened. Lyra lived an ordinary human life, unaware that she was the long-lost Phoenix Princess of Ignis— bearer of the Divine Phoenix Flame, the strongest power ever recorded in the Aetherion Galaxy. When the ancient world of Ignis fell to darkness, a newborn princess was torn from her burning home and cast into a fragile, unfamiliar planet to survive. Now, as Lyra’s dormant power awakens, so does a prophecy capable of reshaping existence itself. Uncontrollable flames. Ruthless enemies. A fate written before her birth. Hunted by ancient forces, feared across galaxies, and bound to a destiny older than the stars, Lyra is forced onto the brutal path of cultivation—where every breakthrough is earned through blood, loss, and fire. From deadly trials and forgotten ruins to galaxy-shaking wars, she must learn to command a flame capable of both creation and annihilation. But power always demands a price. As darkness spreads across the Aetherion Galaxy and even the heavens begin to move, Lyra must choose: Be consumed by her own fire… Or rise beyond all limits and become the legend the galaxy fears. For when a phoenix rises— even the heavens will burn. Read Ahead & Support the Story: Want more chapters and faster releases? Supporters on Patreon get early access to 2 chapters per day—and help bring Rise of the Phoenix Princess to life. Join now to read ahead and witness Lyra’s rise before anyone else! https://patreon.com/Kalimex?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

Meet Riven: A foul-mouthed teenage delinquent with an angelic face that could charm the devil into giving up his pitchfork. His peers stay clear of him, adults give him the permanent "stink eye," and his parents are in a constant state of wondering which ancient deity they offended to deserve him. You could never accuse Riven of having a dull life—at least, not until a freak accident gives him an all-expenses-paid, one-way trip to the afterlife. But wait—the "Dirt Nap" just got canceled. Just as the lights are fading, Riven is yanked through the cosmic plumbing and spat out onto an alternate Earth. He’s reincarnated into the body of the only son of a high-ranking, overachieving Duke who has massive expectations and zero patience for "delinquent" behavior. The catch? Riven isn't just there to lounge in luxury. He’s on a mission to fulfill the dying wish of the Duke’s actual son: Make the Duke proud, and Riven gets to keep the body. Easy, right? Wrong. Riven doesn't have the slightest clue how to be a "model nobleman," especially in a bizarre, superhuman world where people can level mountains with a thought. And then there’s the "Small" Problem. The Duke's son left behind a secret. A hidden crush. A person Riven is supposedly destined to find, protect, and impress in this chaotic new reality. Now, Riven has to juggle heavy armor, noble politics, and "Super-Powered" training, all while trying to figure out who his heart is supposed to belong to. Buckle up. From the back alleys of Earth to the Imperial throne of a magical realm, Riven is about to find out that being a hero is way harder than being a brat—and a hell of a lot more dangerous.

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed

[Period Articles, Food, Everyday Life] Food blogger Zhou Yan, reborn in 1984, takes over a bankrupt Sichuan restaurant. In this era of scarcity, he offers diners a taste of high-quality cuisine! Cross-legged beef, husband and wife lung slices, mapo tofu, dongpo pork knuckle, diving rabbit... Stir-fry, sauté, roast, steam, deep-fry, boil, braise, smoke... Each dish has its own unique style, each dish offers a unique flavor! From then on, a small town in southern Sichuan gained a renowned small restaurant. Diners gathered around small tables to feast on cross-legged beef, while young people loved the bobo chicken, and connoisseurs drooled over a bowl of Linjiang shredded eel... The silly little girl looked up from her bowl: "If you want noodles, get in line!" [A pure food article, warm and daily life + Sichuan and Chongqing Tyrannosaurus! ] *Author created to Qing Yu Jiang Hu *I'm sharing this book

Issol stared at the black doll-like figure standing stiffly in the corner and chuckled to herself, her eyes shining brightly as she turned to her maid. “Doesn’t he look adorable?” she said softly. “Like a little rabbit." The maid felt uneasy. She opened her mouth, intending to destroy her master’s interest in the scrawny human, but the sound of Issol’s giggle made her pause. There was something unsettling about it, something that told her it was already too late. Whatever had caught her mistress’s attention would not be released so easily. So she remained silent, glaring instead at the thing that had drawn Issol's gaze. Issol cared little for her companion’s unspoken thoughts. She moved forward at once, going to claim her doll before anyone else could. No one was allowed to touch what was hers. Stopping in front of him, she tilted her head, wondering if her appearance would frighten him. But she was surprised to find his gaze already fixed on her, calm and empty, lingering on her mismatched eyes without a trace of fear or emotion. That alone made her giggle again. She turned back to her maid, pleased. “I quite like this one,” Issol said. “This will be my doll. Born as the forgotten twin, Issol’s life had been decided long before she could understand it. It was written into the names her parents gave, sealed by favoritism, and marked by her mismatched eyes and hair that did not belong. Death should have been an ending. Instead, she awoke once more with her memories intact with pain following her into this new life, shaping her thoughts and hardening her heart. What became of her was no more innocence, but resolve. This time, she would no longer wait to be chosen. She would choose for herself.

Wulfstan finds himself in the middle of the woods, with no memory, and two strangers fretting over him. Memories that had danced in his mind faintly before he’d opened his eyes fled and left him no answers. He feels nothing but a strange tugging in his chest, an unspeakable longing. A longing he’d carry with him for the next 1100 years. A tragedy, a comedy, an adventure, a romance, spanning from 1000 c.e until 2100 c.e in England.

In the Chaos City of Nolan Continent, there's a peculiar restaurant. Here, elves have to share tables with dwarves, orcs are strictly forbidden from making noise, dragons can only sit around the small square in front of the restaurant, and demons even need to bring their own special stools... Yet, despite these bizarre rules, a long line forms outside the restaurant every day. Elves eat skewers without regard for etiquette, dragons huddle around a hotpot with ladles in hand, and demons munch on adorable dumplings... "The food here is unlike anything else on the continent! This owner is a genius!" one customer commented, then secretly glanced towards the entrance: "And, whatever you do, don't even think about kidnapping the owner or trying to dine and dash, or you'll die a horrible death." "Eat and pay, or I'll kill you all." a cute little girl said in a sweet, childish voice, her gaze falling on a nearby dragon, causing the five or six meter tall dragon to shiver.

A boy takes back his dream and tries to live a life that he desires.

[⚠️ Warning: English not my prior language, so if any grammatical and any kind of mistakes are expected. please let me know to correct it if you find any.] They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade—my own sword, stolen during the battle—still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then... [Discord: https://discord.gg/MYvk4cMUsx]

In a world where the strong decide everything, Oslo is a weak cultivator forced to survive through humiliation and obedience. During a dangerous beast raid, he is betrayed, abandoned, and left to die after watching those close to him be slaughtered. At the brink of death, Oslo awakens the Demonic System, a power that feeds on hatred, desire, and sin. Reborn through demonic strength, he swears revenge on those who treated him as disposable. This time, he will rise by any means necessary—and the world will pay the price.

The world ended once—quietly, in fire and forgotten gods. In the ruins of Bhūtala, three broken youths survive a battle they were never meant to win. Abhi, Aryan, and Ahaan are ordinary—wounded, defeated, and powerless—yet something ancient has begun to stir within them. Long before cities fell and skies burned, divine knowledge shaped the fate of worlds. That knowledge was buried. Sealed. Lost to time. Now, echoes of it are awakening. As remnants of advanced technology clash with forgotten myth, the three are drawn into a war that predates humanity itself—one where gods fade, civilizations collapse, and power demands a price. Guided by a shadowed mentor and hunted by forces that should not exist, they must grow stronger or be erased from history. Ancient weapons. Lost battles. Three destinies converging toward a single, inevitable truth. This is not a story of heroes born strong. It is the story of survivors who must rise—or be consumed by the aeons that came before them. Aeons Nirvana is a myth-forged science fantasy saga of progression, sacrifice, and the rebirth of legends.

In a modern world overrun by gates and monstrous horrors, humanity relies on awakened hunters to survive. A legendary warrior from the erased era of the Great Purge dies in battle—only to awaken in the body of a frail 17-year-old boy in this unfamiliar reality. Haunted by memories of total annihilation, he receives a divine System born from hidden godly will. Its mission: turn him into an unstoppable force. With battle-forged instincts, forbidden Purge techniques, and a System that levels him up endlessly through quests and kills, he starts as the weakest... but won't stay that way. In a world of hunters, dungeons, and powers, he will rise alone—becoming the sovereign who commands the apocalypse.

A saga about life after life. Aurra, Earth's opposite twin, is where every soul goes to live the second half of a full life and mind has power over matter. Cities are protected by domes of light from a lethal atmosphere, some speak to animals or hone their skill in alchemagi, and a war centuries in the making now burns across the world of dreams. One fought In the sky with airships, and in the caustic seas aboard battleships, guided by youthful commanders sacrificing their childhoods. What will remain of the old ways when it is finally over? website: https://valice.net/aurra-series/ support: https://www.patreon.com/IanDean

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My Patreon: - https://www.patreon.com/c/Kynstra ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 19 November 2023. The World Cup final. Aarav is watching India lose to Australia in frustration, filled with anger and regret for his failed cricket career. While ranting about the game, he gets hit by a Porsche and dies. Darkness consumes him, only for him to wake up back in his room, realizing he's been reincarnated as his 12-year-old self in 2013. watch Aarav journey as he makes himself the best in cricket. best cricket novel here! Aarav Grinding journey to reach the best in the world and too wear the crown as the king. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aarav, a 23-year-old former cricketer turned entrepreneur, is a man burdened by regret and tragedy. Once a rising cricket star, his career was cut short by a devastating injury. To make matters worse, his family’s thriving business crumbled under fraud, leaving them financially devastated. The final blow was a tragic accident that left his parents paralyzed, forcing Aarav to shoulder unbearable responsibilities. Frustrated and embittered, Aarav watches India lose the 2023 World Cup final to Australia—a loss that epitomizes his own unfulfilled dreams. Venting his anger while walking the streets of Pune, he’s struck by a speeding Porsche and dies. But death isn’t the end for Aarav. When he wakes up, groggy and confused, he finds himself back in his childhood bedroom—only now, he’s 12 years old, and it’s January 1, 2013. Armed with the knowledge of future events and a renewed resolve, Aarav sees this as a second chance to rewrite his life. Determined to reclaim his cricketing dream, become a legend, and save his family from impending disaster, Aarav begins a journey of relentless self-improvement. He must navigate the complexities of adolescence while secretly preparing for the challenges that lie ahead, from mastering cricket to safeguarding his father’s business. With time on his side, Aarav is determined to rise above his past failures and carve out a future where he becomes the greatest cricketer the world has ever seen -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is an Alternative Universe, so there could be some information could be mismatched from the real world. My Patreon: - https://www.patreon.com/c/Kynstra Cover Created by: - Maggie(Patreon Member)

Xie Yunzhen went south to manage the floodings and brought back the widow of his childhood friend. At that time, they were still in a cold war. Ji Mingzhu, distracted, fell and bled on the spot. During the difficult labor, Xie Yunzhen refused to return to the mansion to see her, but instead took his childhood friend out of the city to enjoy the scenery. In despair, Ji Mingzhu passed away. Reborn, she just wants to stay far away from Xie Yunzhen. She began to look at other families, hoping to find a gentle and considerate husband. The man who was indifferent and distant to her, however, clung to her, "Ji Mingzhu, you can only marry me!" In the past life. Xie Yunzhen didn't expect that acting out of spite would make him miss Ji Mingzhu's last moments. She left. The child was gone too. His heart felt pierced by thousands of arrows, and he coughed up blood from the pain. Reborn, Ji Mingzhu wants to marry someone else. Xie Yunzhen's eyes turned red: Dream on!

After struggling to survive for three years in the apocalypse, Chu Jiangyue is betrayed and killed by her best friend. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself reborn—one day before the apocalypse begins. Her original plan is to stockpile supplies and lie low. However, fate has other ideas. Instead of hoarding goods, she’s bound to a hotel system. She's running a hotel at the end of the world. Her former best friend—the one who killed her—wants to freeload? Chu Jiangyue thought, "Sorry, please top up before shopping." A bizarre guest wants Chu Jiangyue to marry her son and take over the hotel? Chu Jiangyue thought, "If you don’t want to stay, you can say so directly. There's no need to beat around the bush." When meeting a clueless student looking for a free ride while trying to be kind on the road, Chu Jiangyue thought, "Little girl, I run a hotel, not a charity." … Zombies everywhere—no place is truly safe? Chu Jiangyue said, "Hotel rooms have zombie-shielding protection; guests can check in and stay secure." Extreme heat waves are causing constant heatstroke; stepping outside means instant sunburn? Chu Jiangyue said, "Want to try temperature-control suits and ice-cold drinks?" Extreme cold plunges to minus 100°C, freezing even zombies solid? Chu Jiangyue said, "You could enjoy cold-resistant thermal gear in our hotel!" … Someone covets the hotel and wants to seize it by force? Chu Jiangyue said, "Dear guest, you have received a hotel eviction package. Please sign for it." When people witness someone vanish into thin air, those harboring ulterior motives quietly abandon their plans. Chu Jiangyue declares, "If you want to stay here or buy supplies, no matter if you're dragon or tiger, you'll have to behave yourself on my turf!"

The first prodigal of the Mu family has returned from rebirth, changing the very colors of heaven and earth, rewriting the entire world. Possessing divine treasures and magical weapons, she is all-powerful. With debts of vengeance to settle and debts of gratitude to repay! Whether to walk sideways or upright, the posture is a free choice! Reborn with a divine artifact, she possesses foresight, attracting good fortune and avoiding disaster, earning her the title of the greatest diviner! The greatest diviner, with the swirling changes of the world in her palm. However, upon encountering that person, she is unable to control her own heart. "You calculate the heavens and the earth, but have you ever calculated my feelings for you?" A smile blooms on that person's handsome face, as if a deity has descended. The Mu family's prodigal son, reborn and overturning chaos. Only when he stands at the pinnacle do people realize this isn't the prodigal son, but the breathtakingly beautiful young lady! Many young talents beat their chests in regret, having missed the best opportunity to win the lady's favor. Yet that person smirks arrogantly, indulging in a tender kiss on her forehead: "Thank you for being blind to her worth, otherwise, how could I have such a beauty in my embrace?"