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Mike Arshur, a brilliant but emotionally distant Egyptologist, takes his son Adam on a long-overdue vacation in a remote desert resort. Haunted by the failure of his marriage and a strained relationship with his son, Mike sees the trip as a chance to reconnect. But their peaceful retreat turns into a nightmare when ancient beings rise from beneath the earth—the true Pharaohs, immortal gods who have lived for millions of years in a secret world beneath the surface. Every 5,000 years, these subterranean gods emerge to harvest the souls of firstborn sons—rituals that fuel their power and reset human civilization. When Adam is marked for sacrifice, Mike must confront the very myths he’s studied his entire life. In a desperate attempt to save his child, he unlocks a hidden power tied to a cursed ritual, one that could either destroy him—or turn him into the Pharaohs' worst nightmare. Blending ancient magic with advanced lost technology, The Father and the Pharaohs' Gods is a haunting journey through forgotten legends, inner demons, and a father’s ultimate sacrifice. As the line between science and sorcery blurs, Mike must face not only the gods of old—but the guilt and love that live deep within his own hollow heart.

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.

After the fall of the Chaos Deity, someone needed to step up and rule.

ARISE My Shadow

What if history’s greatest conqueror wasn’t immortalised by his power—but imprisoned by it? The Eternal Emperor reimagines the rise of Qin Shi Huang through four unforgettable voices: – A brilliant merchant who manipulates kings. – A naive courtesan who becomes a queen. – A mystic from Qi, promising life beyond death. – And the Immortal Soul of the emperor himself—trapped in eternity, looking back on the empire he built and the humanity he lost. This is not a story of glory. It is a story of control, betrayal, obsession—and the haunting price of becoming a god.

In a future ruled by corporate monopolies, wealth is concentrated in the hands of the few, and the gap between rich and poor grows ever wider. Strange and eerie events become commonplace. Beneath the cold smiles of the predatory elite lies something far more terrifying. When the world’s most perfect AI gains a human-like personality, is it a blessing—or a curse? He is the untouchable flower on a distant peak... yet one day, she wakes up to find herself married to him. Is this a dream come true, or the beginning of a nightmare? Told through a series of standalone stories, this beautifully written tale follows women living on the fringes of a cyberpunk society. In a world full of chaos and corruption, they encounter even stranger men—men who offer them something rare and powerful: passionate, untainted love.** Outside, the blizzard howls with merciless fury. But inside a firelit cabin, two souls find warmth in each other’s arms.

The other title this book goes by: X-Rank Chronicles: Life Away From The Frontlines _________________ X-ranks. They are one rank higher than the average SSS-rank and two levels higher than the SS-rank. If the domain of touching the sky is SS-rank, and the realm of touching the stars is SSS-rank, then X-ranks should be depicted as beings capable of moving the stars. On a continent called Sun Land there exists a guild capable of mass producing X-ranks like they are cars ready to be sold to the nearest dealership. The country where the guild was created expanded the number of territories it controlled and ruled the continent with an iron might since their military strength has already been assured… Until one fateful day, the guildmaster of that X-Rank guild decided to leave the frontlines and retire. ________________________________________________ Disclaimers: 1. This novel will make your brain rot one way or another. 2. This is my attempt to make a novel where you only need to off your brain to read. 3. If you really don't like the story, leave your 1 star/2 star reviews here. I accept all criticism as I will not take it to heart. 4. Currently paused until July 1st 2024.

When a mutilated corpse is found by a sacred river in a quiet West African village, a troubled detective teams up with a spiritual elder and a young woman with a mysterious past to uncover a centuries-old curse tied to a drowned river queen—one whose song was silenced, and who now demands the world listen.

In a realm where martial sects rule with iron fists and ancient beasts slumber beneath sacred mountains, one prophecy threatens to tear the world apart. Long Xiyue, a quiet palace maid with a forgotten name, awakens the soul of the Azure Flame Dragon after a chance encounter with a dying immortal. Suddenly, hunted by empires and sects alike, she is forced into a world of brutal cultivation, betrayal, and divine war—armed with nothing but a stolen martial manual and the fire of a creature no mortal was meant to command. But Xiyue is no chosen one. She is a girl reborn in vengeance, a woman with a past that kings buried and gods feared. To survive, she must become what no dynasty can control: A monarch not by blood… but by fire. Let the Dragon Empress rise.

After a humiliating scandal tanks her once bright career, former child star Selene Grey gets a second chance in an highly anticipated drama. But as she’s ready to reclaim the spotlight, things go horribly wrong. Christopher Hart is everything the media claims he is, calm, composed and dangerously charming. But behind the cameras, he’s hiding something, something not quite human. When Selene is attacked and discovers that Christopher is a werewolf, her world unravels and she is trapped between the new world of supernaturals and a new change for fame. After all, everyone in this industry’s just acting. Most especially the monsters. #werewolf #vampire #scandal "Selene, I'm not trying to kill you. Just open the door so we can talk, please." "Oh wow. How generous of you." I rolled my eyes. "Hey babe, I'm not here to kill you, just to casually drink your blood and then gaslight you about it later." "Oh, so you do remember?" Shit. "You're being unreasonable." Unreasonable? Me? "You literally grew fangs and decided to have me as appetizer, now, you managed to stalk me and get my address and I'm the unreasonable one?" I heard him mutter a prayer. "Please, open the door." That sounded like a threat. I didn't like that. "Does garlic work against you?" "I'm not a freaking vampire." "Then what are you?" I yelled. "I promise, I'm not going to bite you. Please, just open the door and hear me out." "You're not going to bite me?" I asked cautiously. "No." "Are you lying?" "…No?"

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “Fuck, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs and realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past, a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.

"Have you heard of him?" A small boy tugged at a woman's skirt, his tiny finger pointing at the large portrait of a man clad in a minister’s robe. "Shhh! Don’t say its name!" The woman hushed him, glancing around anxiously. She knew the boy was only curious about the drawing, yet the inscription beside it spoke of someone else entirely. Still, the credit had been given to the man in the portrait. "Why?" "We just... don’t say it." "Are you talking about The Next General?" A man dressed as a scholar interjected, inserting himself into the conversation. "Everyone is talking about it. After a hundred years, it has returned. I can't decide whether that fills me with hope or dread." His words were meant to impress, to showcase his knowledge, but the woman only tightened her grip on the boy, scooped him up, and hurried away like a hunted animal sensing danger. The scholar let out a single sharp laugh. "A chaotic rhythm… and marvellously extraordinary times are upon us," he murmured, before turning and walking away. --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is purely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by the characters do not necessarily reflect those of the author. This book contains content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. ------- Author-Sama is here with another one, been planning this for quite a while but laziness and procrastination keeps holding me down but now I am free. Here is another exciting historical novel, please enjoy.

Lu Hua's flirting was just a joke, meant to be a harmless fun, until the untouchable Master Li Chen started listening. Transmigrated into a world of ancient scrolls, she teased him out of boredom, never expecting the icy cultivator to respond. But now his gaze lingers, his silence burns, and duty is no longer enough. Is she a fleeting star, or a fire meant to melt his frozen world?

Love is perfunctory. You choose to love or not. Matters of the heart are like Mathematics, complicated. follow My Cold Gong and Insightful Shou as they maneuver their way through love and whatnot. one wants to become stronger while the other just has.... nothing better to do.

In the heavens, a legendary battle raged between the God of War, Sael, and the Demon King, Tarath. As their powers clashed, Sael summoned all his strength to deliver a crushing blow, sending Tarath tumbling into the Pool of Reincarnation. Exhausted, Sael followed suit, falling into the pool as well. In the Chamber of Fate within the Imperial Palace in the heavens, the books of destiny began to write themselves, chronicling the rebirth of the two enemies. However, a mysterious power emanating from the books prevented the Immortal of Fate from opening them, concealing the identities of Sael and Tarath's reincarnations. On the same day, two women went into labor: the Queen, whose pregnancy was full-term, and the Commander's wife, whose labor was premature at seven months. The fate of the God of War and the Demon King remained a secret, hidden within the sealed books, as two new lives began on earth. ******* Volume 2 Prince Eyrin’s death sends ripples through the land, reaching the ears of Nameless and Arnin. Theories swirl, uncertainty thickening like a storm—but was it truly suicide, or something far darker? As Nameless, Arnin, Tidalia, Lady Meiyer, and Ningtin venture deeper into their search, they uncover the elusive residence of the immortals. But something is amiss—only one immortal remains, while the other vanished years ago to roam the world. Within the immortal’s domain, Nameless makes a startling discovery—Lyrien Alsan had been there more than 200 years ago. A mystery unfolds, one that grips him relentlessly. What ties him to Lyrien Alsan? And why does the fox demon Prince Eyrin once defeated called him Tarath? Meanwhile, whispers drift from the peaks of Mount Kenton. A masked martial artist walks its paths, cloaked in secrecy. Who is he? And what shadows lurk in the land of Kenton? A ghost attack rattles the main Kenton state—an entity twisted into an evil spirit. The disturbance summons the Ghost Commander. Then, an assassin emerges from the darkness, slaughtering members of the Vexar families. Rumors spread like wildfire—some claim it is Prince Eyrin’s ghost, seeking vengeance.Others whisper that his death might not be suicide. Could it really be him? The journey to Alsan State is riddled with unforeseen challenges—high-ranking demons, celestial immortals, and formidable foes seeking to crush them at every turn. But in the heart of chaos, one truth remains. They must fight. And survive.

The story of a monster that lost everything after a mysterious incident. The story follows the journey of Marco regaining his life while adapting to a chaotic new world. Through meeting his love they embark on a journey to create their paradise. Trying his best to remain as he is while protecting his loved ones. The journey of self discovery and strangeness ensues

Thorald Arawnsson, "The Architect of Sigils," Awoke to a world unknown to him. A dangerous, doomed world. All characters and settings not created by me belong to their respective creators.

"Why Normal" is both a question and a quiet rebellion. It’s the cry of two boys caught between worlds they don’t understand. For Charles, a boy born to privilege and ease, being stripped of power and comfort opens his eyes to the truth of his own weakness. He ends up in a world where magic is survival—and he has none. Here, he learns to question the things he once took for granted. Why be normal, when power means everything? For Robert, born into struggle, gifted with nothing, power is a fantasy he never thought he'd taste. When he switches lives with Charles and enters a world where he finally has control—he starts to wonder if normalcy is peace, or just a cage with golden bars. Why return to normal, when power gives him a voice? Through the eyes of Charles and Robert, Why Normal explores identity, the cost of power, and the search for belonging. It's a story about what happens when the worlds we know are taken from us—and we must ask ourselves: Is being "normal" a weakness, or a choice?

In a world where cultivation reigns supreme and fate is dictated by the heavens, power is the only law. Every cultivator walks a single Dao, shackled by destiny and watched by the Heavens. But on a battlefield drenched in blood, Shen Yue falls… and someone else awakens in his body. A soul from another world takes his place—unseen by the Heavens, free from fate’s chains. Heaven can no longer watch him, and if it dares to fight him… Heaven will lose. Bestowed with the Divine Clone System, he walks a cultivation path never seen before. Each clone he creates chooses a different Dao—Sword, Alchemy, Refinement, Archery, and more. Every clone carries his will, fights his battles, and walks his path. The world sees a new generation of legends rising: the Sword God, the Divine Archer, the Refinement Saint, the Alchemy Master... but they are all him. While others master one Dao, he controls many. While others serve fate, he rewrites destiny. His mind is a battlefield, and the martial world is his board. He is a Dao Breaker, a destiny shatterer, a Heaven-defying strategist. With multiple identities, overpowered clones, and one soul in many bodies, he manipulates the martial world and even the Nine Heavens themselves. This is not just reincarnation. This is domination. --- Spoiler – No Trophy Harem: This is not a 20-girl trophy harem. Shen Yue will have at most 4–5 meaningful partners, each with depth and personal growth. One will become his main wife, standing by him through life and death. Every love interest will play a real role in the plot—not just background decoration. tags #Cultivation #EasternFantasy #Reincarnation #System #CloneSystem #OverpoweredProtagonist #StrategicMC #DaoMastery #MultipleIdentities #OneSoulManyPaths #HeavenDefying #UniqueCultivationMethod #HiddenPower #ImmortalPath #PowerProgression #FateControl #SecondChance #AncientInheritance #MultipleRealms #DivineCloneSystem #MeaningfulRomance #SlowBurnRomance #StrongFemaleLead #LoyalPartners #RomanticSubplot #R18 (optional) #MentalStrength #SchemingMC #PsychologicalWarfare #Multiverse #CloneConflict #SecretIdentity #WorldManipulation #AlchemyMaster #SwordGod #HiddenWorldSecrets #RealmBreakingMC #NoTrophyHarem #LawsAndDaos #HeavenRealm #NineHeavens #DeepWorldBuilding