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When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale "lost" his mother, the world around him cracked, not with grief, but with truth. Beneath the calm surface of Earth, a thousand hidden threads connect realms, memories, and souls. Damon discovers he isn’t entirely human in conventional sense at least — he’s the descendant of the Queen of Woewyn, a celestial world where time, memory, and spirit intertwine. But being born in one world and being raised in another means belonging to neither. Haunted by the mother who lied to protect him, and burdened by a power that bends light itself, Damon is forced to navigate more than just the chaos of high school life — from gangs and betrayals to gods and demons disguised as humans. Alongside Natsuki, the girl who sees past his walls; Nyra, the sister he never knew he had; and Hazel, the godmother whose voice still echoes from the stars, Damon begins to uncover the truth about Chronisouls — those born with spirits that exist across timelines. But when light itself becomes a weapon, and fate begins to turn against him, Damon faces a question that every soul must one day answer: "If saving existence means losing yourself... was there ever anything left to save?" From quiet rooftops to cosmic wars, Chronisoul is a story of fractured bonds, unseen gods, and a boy who learns that the soul doesn’t just live in time, it activities shape it.

It is about a 15-Year-Old boy who reincarnates as an [Ultra (Alien) / God] - Baby in the Cloverfield and other Universes that are fused together, with some powers. There are many other Universes fused together like Lovecraftian Mythos, Monster-Verse, Annihilation, The 5th Wave, etc.,

The Unmade God’s Requiem follows Haise, a boy who dies in a storm and awakens in a realm beyond mortality — Heaven, a celestial world built on Ryvane, the primordial energy that shapes every world, every soul, and every emotion across the cosmos. Reforged by the hidden force Etherus, Haise becomes the first being to awaken both Light and Shadow Soul-Born powers, along with the seed of a forbidden Cosmic Authority capable of rewriting the laws that govern existence itself. As he enters a Heaven ruled by God King and upheld by the Twelve Celestial Legions, Crown Relics, and the echoes of ancient fractures, his mere arrival disrupts the cosmic balance. Something older than gods is watching him. Something that remembers his death… and expects his rise. Haise’s rebirth is not a miracle — it is the opening note of a requiem that could reshape every world Ryvane touches.

If you think the Murim world is a place to cultivate and become a hero, throw that thought in the trash and burn it. Here, there are no death days. The moment you let your guard down, that is the day of your death. Just breathing has become a luxury. So, what about Karman, a man who cannot cultivate at all? inatagram: @nemutuen

The Gates of Hades, an enigmatic portal believed to lead to the realm of the deceased, ultimately serves those who desire their own demise.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

Book 1 of the Brides of Darkness Series For hundreds of years, Calaren Town had been offering virgin maidens to fulfill their part on the treaty they made with the Court of Shadows to keep their small town under their protection. To be chosen meant death to the townsfolk, as there was no turning back to becoming a human again. Upon realizing that her younger sister was chosen as one of the maidens to be sacrificed by their impoverished town to the thirteen demon lords who once ruled their land, Iris Scarborough volunteered to take her place instead to save her. There was nothing exceptional about Iris, except for the secret she was keeping from everyone. However, even before she was taken away, Iris had already caught the eye of one of the demon lords. Rumors say that Lord Kieran Fleurnoir was the personification of death. His mere presence was enough to suck the life essence out of those around him. He was also known to be one of the strongest demons of all time, who possesses extremely dangerous and powerful magic. Taken to Asnar, a place filled with magical beings and monsters, Iris found herself enthralled and captivated not only by the place and its residents, but also by the cold and enigmatic demon lord, Lord Kieran. Once there, Iris realized that Asnar and Lord Kieran himself were different from what humans thought them to be. Loosely based on the tales of ‘Hades and Persephone’ and ‘Beauty and the Beast’. Tags: Faeries, Elves, Demons, Magi, Dragons, Saints, Undead, Nymphs, Female Protagonist, Kingdoms, and Empires. --- Brides of Darkness Series 1. Bride of the Demon Lord 2. Bound to the Unseelie King 3. Mated to the Dark Lord 4. The Vampire Queen's Pet --- Editor/proofreader: ninaviews Warning for future r18 scenes and themes not appropriate for young audience. Copyright2022 anjeeriku

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

Life can be a blessing as much as it can be a curse. It all depends on luck, ability, and mentality. Again and again throughout history, the life of some had been worth more than the life of others. "He" knows this best. With no name to speak of, and no memories of where and when it all started, all "he" can do is fight an unknown force that won't allow "him" the most basic right at life, but is living in itself a grand enough goal? Because cultures, times, people, and the will of gods differ, somebody's life can never be like somebody else's. Of course, adding magic to everything can even shatter the fragile concept of life. Even so, be it a slow start or a luxurious life, the same fate would always drag "him" back. Who was at fault? Who deserved to be punished? "He" didn't know, but the one truth in "his" life was that death wasn't the end. Updates every 6 days! Extra chapters (6 at the moment) on Patreon. Check it out on my writer page or on the link below! https://linktr.ee/RaduSili

The last heart witch was burned at the stake a hundred years ago… or so the vampires believed. ÃMÃRÃ has spent her whole life hiding in a quiet human town, pretending to be ordinary while forbidden magic pulses in her veins. One mistake, one spell on the night of the blood moon, and everything shatters. Her ritual was supposed to seal her powers. Instead, it binds her heart to his. Lucian, the ruthless vampire prince cursed by the gods, wakes up on a battlefield with a stranger’s heartbeat echoing in his chest. Her heartbeat. When he bleeds, she feels the pain. When she cries, he tastes the salt of her tears. When one of them dies… the other will follow. To break the curse, ÃMÃRÃ is dragged into the deadly world of vampire courts, ancient prophecies and blood-soaked thrones. She must help Lucian take back his crown and uncover the truth behind the massacre of her kind while hiding the fact that she is the last heart witch heir they failed to kill. But the more she fights him, the more the bond pulls them closer. His touch steadies her magic. Her presence calms his curse. Enemies whisper that she is his weakness. The gods whisper that she is his doom. Kill Lucian to save herself… or fall for him and doom them both. When a cursed vampire prince shares one heart with the last witch heir, is their bond a punishment or destiny?

Tags- Mother and Daughter, Milfs, Affairs, Betrayals, Absolute romance, Beautiful females, Smart Self- centered Protagonist, Weak to strong, Smut.., Way to immortality, Philosophical depth character, Physiological warfare, Tension among characters. A divine sprit named Vasana got inside the body of a young boy named Fuyu who was living in the primitive world with no other knowledge other than how to do farming and survive learnt about the upper realm and immortal world through the spirit as it gave him, his goal to follow the path of Immortality through the help of Vasana. Join him on this journey to become a true Divine Immortal being from an ignorant boy of village. " Oh power of reincarnation but dying is still painful as hell. So, I don't wish to die. " "But you would lose, the Emperor will gonna exterminate you, he had seen you with his wife and daughter, and you have aglied for the theft of Immortal Sealing Divine Rapture. You are bare handed in this fight while he had emence powers and authority in this three region. " Vasana, the divine spirit of Lust said in bit uneasy as he had no option other then to die but it's host wasn't in mind of dying. Because If he didn't activated his third Nadis out of seventy-two thousand before dying he will not able to reincarnate himself and I would have to find another soul for this but the world order who maintain peace and stability will find my mischievous actions and it would be disastrous for me if I got punished by the heavenly court for doing this. " Don't worry, I wouldn't lose. " He smiled looking down from the Aphrodisiac Mountain of purple lily's as his eyes penetrated deep beneath the sea of cloud, his purple robe with golden touch waves without the wind as he was himself looking like God who can seal heaven itself. "Fuc× you if you lose.." Vasana, the divine spirit of Lust said in annoyed expression as it was worried about the consequences of losing and finding other soul. " Oh I would love to.." Nilvarma, smiled as he was ready to face the danger awaiting for him. It would start from primitive world and go to cultivation world as it's destination. It will take some time till he reach Immortal world so until then enjoy the primitive world he was living in. You are going to love his grand masti.

In the quiet, forgotten corner of the world lies Lisin City—an insignificant place to most, yet home to the legendary Blaze Sword Sect, cradle of countless swordmasters. Zu Tian, a seemingly ordinary youth of fifteen, trains at its edges with a rusted, broken sword—a weapon mocked by peers, pitied by elders, and ignored by the heavens. But Zu Tian hides a truth even he does not understand. The broken sword is an ancient heirloom, one of the last remnants of a vanished clan whose bloodline once shook the firmament. In its fragments lies an echo of timeless secrets—a dormant legacy that allows its wielder glimpses into events long erased by history

This is an 18+ novel In a world where ancient clans guard forgotten arts and mighty sects rule the mountains, one young man stands at the crossroads of fate. Qin Su, a lazy, underestimated youth of the Qin Clan, hides a terrifying truth— his soul is bound to a primordial power older than dynasties, a strength capable of shattering heavens. Though dismissed as a nobody by his peers, his calm smile masks the might of a sleeping dragon. Now, as storms gather across the continent and ancient enemies stir from their slumber, the forgotten youth begins to shake the world with every step he takes. His rise will upend empires, challenge celestial laws, and entangle the hearts of powerful women whose destinies now intertwine with his own. Heroes will rise, tyrants will fall, and the heavens themselves will tremble…

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon. A symbol. A prize passed from hand to hand. A body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a man hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire. Challenge. Her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

[You have signed in!] [Lucky spin in effect!] [You have obtained (Immortal Body)!] --- Rion was a teenage boy who, unfortunately, had never seen the world beyond his own. Born with a weak body and a mind too great for it, never allowed a single moment of peace; he always dreamt of the outside world, of the great nature. His doctor had told him that he would be going out soon... but he didn't think he meant he would be outside like this. Rion had died that day, only to be reincarnated in a tribe of Warriors. But this time his life would be different as he was accompanied by his cheats. Rion had decided to live a simple life— [Ding!] [You have signed in at The Spring of Youth!] [You have obtained the passive skill (Minor Heal)!] [Ding!] [Lucky Spin is in effect!] [Congratulations! You have obtained 100x reward!] [You have obtained the passive skill (Immortal Body)!] —Until he obtained Immortality. He had never cared about the rewards he obtained from his sign-in system and lucky spin; he was happy with anything—everything, but... Now he could travel the world without fearing what he feared the most—death. He had gained Immortality, after all. ____ Stakes would be low. Slice of Life with Action and Drama. *** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/Ryvw9t3wQP

‎Year 3000. The Birth Year of Eve. ‎A legend is born under the stars of a distant galaxy, inside an alien lab; a cybernetic soldier with eyes of a storm, face of an angel, and body of a goddess. ‎Human. Alien. Machine. Built for survival. Wired for history. A lonely woman’s journey through the cosmos, facing survival, the truth of her creation, and the dark forces of the universe. ‎Trials. Struggle. Rejection. Politics. Conspiracies. Ancient aliens. Cosmic anomalies. Territorial disputes. Intergalactic wars. Power shifts. New worlds. Complete space odyssey. ‎An ageless tale spanning generations. Future-past episodes. Short chapters and Epic installations. Emotional. Action-packed. Futuristic sci-fi lore. Not just a reader’s stash — Eve Andromeda is a fully-fledged science fiction with visually stunning images and videos. She is Eve of Andromeda, and this is her story — the story of her evolution. instagram.com/eveandromeda

Fang Yuan has five hundred years of experience and a heart of ice. Mo Bei has a glitchy System, expendable shadow clones, and a desperate plan. In a world where the protagonist is the ultimate villain,

In the vast forests, towering mountains, and the wide seas, mythical creatures spread across the wide world. Some are large and terrifying, while others are small and gentle; half of them enjoy harming humans, while others wish to help them. No one knows exactly when they appeared. Some say they existed before the human race emerged, while others claim they appeared alongside the first humans in this world. Their forms and abilities vary, and different races deal with them differently. Some despise them and consider them monsters, while others revere them. Yet everyone agrees on one thing: it is best not to attempt to meddle with them. Everyone, that is, except for one person.

Xiangge grew up in a golden cage. The man who raised him was also the one who destroyed his world. Emperor Mingxuan had killed his parents, taken his throne, and kept him close for eighteen years. No questions were allowed. No answers were given. Silence became Xiangge’s inheritance. To the empire, Mingxuan was a tyrant. To Xiangge, he was everything: jailer, protector, and the only warmth left in a life built from ashes. Until 'it' appeared. 'It' wanted Xiangge’s life. And Mingxuan, for the first time in eighteen years, looked afraid. That's when Xiangge realized: he'd never known his gege at all. The empire is burning. The truth is rising. To keep Xiangge alive, Mingxuan will offer everything he owns: his throne, his blood, his secrets. But some truths kill more surely than any blade. Love protects. Love destroys. This one has done both since the night the magnolia blossoms fell.