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Fire and Frost

The words from the letter before him hit him hard, and he felt as if the wind had been knocked out of him, probably because it had. He could not believe what had been said in the letter, he could not believe the king would do such a thing, he knew the king was mad, but this? This was an act of pure lunacy, something only someone so depraved and insane could do. That he had done it not to just one person but to all of Brandon’s companions was something that shocked him. It showed just how far gone Aerys was, he was no longer the smiling and charming man of his youth, in his place gods Rickard did not know what he was. As if trying to shake of the fear and the horror or rather trying to confirm it he spoke. “Can you read the letter again Maester Walys?” The maester who had been in Winterfell for as long as Rickard could somewhat remember looked at him sorrowfully and spoke once more. “In the name of his most royal highness King Aerys Targaryen, second of his name King of the Seven Kingdoms, we do hereby announce the death of Brandon Stark heir to Winterfell and son of Lord Rickard Stark. Lord Brandon proved to be treasonous beyond measure and threatened not only the life of our son and heir Prince Rhaegar, but has also been plotting to remove us from our gods given throne. For these crimes, we sentenced Brandon Stark to death by fire. We do hereby request that Lord Rickard Stark come with his children to renew his fealty to the throne, and to show us that he is not a traitor unlike his son.” If you enjoyed this Fanfic and want to read more, please consider supporting me on Patreon for advanced chapters! Your support means the world and helps me continue creating. Visit: my website https://percivallannister-shop.fourthwall.com or patreon.com/PercivalLannister. Thank you!
Percival_Lannister · 192.7k Views

Blood Moon Awakening: A Harem in the Apocalypse

When the blood moon rose, 90% of humanity fell. The survivors? They're worse than the dead. His name is Jack. He carries a demon from the depths of hell inside him. To survive, he makes a deal with the devil—borrow its power, at the cost of his own soul. Three thousand kilometers of death from Alaska to Nanzhou. The women he saves along the way are no ordinary survivors— Bai Ru, an international movie star fallen from grace, cold and elegant on the surface, but willing to kneel before him in the apocalypse. Cao Mei, the scheming seductress who uses every trick to climb into his bed, determined to become his woman at any cost. Jiao Jiao, the fiery flight attendant who calls him "customer" in bed until her voice goes hoarse. And more—innocent students, seductive widows, cold military officers, exotic beauties... They fight through hordes of zombies. They scheme against each other in survivor settlements. Jealousy. Betrayal. Alliance. Warfare. All for the chance to stand by his side in this hellish world. But the demon inside him is slowly consuming his soul. As the line between good and evil blurs, as the harem's power struggles intensify— A terrifying conspiracy about the origin of the apocalypse awaits him in Nanzhou. Survival. Betrayal. Desire. Redemption— This is Jack's battlefield. Their elegy for the end of the world. --- "There are no fairy tales in the apocalypse. Only carnivals under the blood moon." "Either become zombie food. Or become my woman."
Daoist1ia5nf · 5.8k Views

Path Beyond Fate

**Synopsis: Veil of the Unseen Path** Eron has spent eighteen years perfecting the art of being forgotten. To teachers he is average. To classmates he is harmless. To bullies he is easy. He answers questions softly, scores just high enough to pass unnoticed, and lets the world label him a pushover—because revealing the mind that quietly devours differential equations, quantum paradoxes, and every hidden pattern in existence would only paint a target on his back. He chooses invisibility. Logic demands it. His family is the only place the mask softens: his gentle mother who believes in quiet effort, and his father—a man of sealed lips and long absences—who works for something he will never name. One moonlit night, that father slips into Eron’s room like a shadow. No words. Only a silent ritual: something cold and metallic pressed to his son’s chest, a bloom of unnatural warmth, then gone. In the morning, Harlan has vanished again. Eron says nothing. He never does. Days later his body begins to change—muscles carving themselves from frailty, senses sharpening to a predator’s edge. The world notices. He still hesitates at every raised voice. Then the sky remembers it is not supposed to be kind. A low, grinding earthquake. Crimson days that refuse to end. Scarlet rain that falls like judgment, burning through flesh and bone. In hospital beds the dying rise screaming with power—flames at their command, wind in their breath, impossible strength in trembling hands. Before every surviving face a screen appears: eternal, unblinking. *Cultivation Level*. Quests. Rewards. A ladder to godhood for anyone willing to climb. Eron sees only empty air. His home stands silent. His family is gone. Only an old silver pendant remains—its runes faintly warm, as though it remembers something he does not. Then the world itself dies and is reborn. Technology perishes in a single apocalyptic roar. Concrete twists into ancient timber and tiled roofs. The modern city becomes something older, crueler—a lawless realm where strength is law and the weak are currency. In the heart of his transformed room lies a single book that was not there before: *The Eternal Path of the Martial Artist*. When he traces its first form, something wild and pure surges through him—for one blinding heartbeat—then vanishes. No screen guides him. No quests promise him power. No one knows what he carries in his blood, what his father did that night, or why the pendant pulses when no one else is watching. To a newborn murim world already crowning its new gods, Eron is nothing. A forgotten boy. A blank space. A mistake. And that is the most dangerous thing of all. Because some paths were never meant to be assigned. Some flames were never meant to be lit by anyone else. And some veils, once torn, cannot be mended. Eron steps forward into the crimson-shadowed wilds. Unbound. Unseen. Unstoppable. The true story begins where every system ends.
Sahil_Ashat · 295 Views

Cursed: Earth's defenders

Earth a world with few living beings on it with just four cities on the whole planet and only one hundred and fifty people in each. There lives a man from the race known as Raw Zeons, his name Shirogane, his origins unknown from everyone who surrounds him. His only family is the one that found him when he arrived on Earth some Humans each with their own unique fighting styles and one master Torino, now they must seek aid and answers while also trying to survive the many other beings with different interests but this does not mean they are evil no, it just means they are on a different path, evil is just a point of view of one person from another person. Truly there is no such thing as either good people or evil people just people who either share your interests or have their own. Who's interests will reach their finally only the future knows... Cursed: Earth's defenders will have seven sagas, with four being in part one and the remaining three being in part two Once the ending of Cursed: Earth's defenders has been published the sequel known as Cursed: Apocalypse will be published Cursed: Earth's defenders is apart of a six part series each covering the curse mark story. I will publish two chapters a week at 6pm BST, on Wednesday and Sunday I am planning on releasing chapters detailing all the little things such as the many curses and races but this will be something that is done alongside the larger stories, I will release these during the end of each saga. New short stories are going to be released this year which will explore character origin stores and important points of history within the Cursed universe. The first of these stories will release along side Arc11 Please comment suggestions and any feedback you have on how to improve for the next chapters.
HELLFIRE656 · 132.6k Views

The Broken Halo

‘How cliché. I’ve read countless novels where the Hero is betrayed by their companions… but was I wrong to trust those who fought beside me for nearly six decades?’ ----- Betrayal. A word many live in fear of. A word some never expect… until it happens. A word that completely shatters one’s view of life. Just like any other heroic tale, Simon was the Hero of Earth, the one who defeated the Demon King and was about to end the war between races with his companions. Yet, in the end, he was betrayed by his own companions for reasons he never understood. Instead of finding death, Simon found rebirth. To his horror, he reincarnated as the very race he had devoted his entire life to exterminating… a race he despised, feared, and was disgusted by. Reborn as a demon infant within one of the most impoverished demon tribes, Simon found himself at the very bottom of a world he once sought to destroy. Fortunately, he was not entirely abandoned. His unique Seven Star Blessing, bestowed by his patron God, followed him through reincarnation. Armed with this Blessing and the Demonic Magic of his new race, Simon now harbors an ambition greater than ever before… to rise higher than he ever did as the Hero of Earth. To become a God. But the path forward is far from simple. Betrayals from those he would never expect. Endless trials and tribulations. And the lingering question of identity… Should he cling to his past as a human hero, or embrace his nature as a demon to survive? Can Simon abandon his hatred and live among demons? Or will he erase his past entirely and fully embrace his demonic nature? Will his thirst for revenge drag him deeper into darkness… Or will he rise above it? In the end… Will he be devoured… or will he devour all?
Anon22 · 259.1k Views