Body Tempering

The modern world that has been divided into two worlds blocked by hexagonal light, inhabited by a collection of vampires and humans. While vampires themselves are divided into three groups, blue-blood which is the highest level in the world of vampires, red-blood which is the middle level where vampires that have got a zign or sign will gather and enter this group, then the third is dark-blood which is a vampire that is devastating and has various forms. Mauver is a young CEO of blue-blood descent (marriage between a human and a blue-blood vampire) trying to gather vampires who do not yet have a zign or sign to be accepted in their world and enter the red-blood class. Those who do not have that sign have two possibilities, destroyed or automatically enter into the dark-blood class whose duties and functions destroy the world order. To get zign is not easy, Mauver must fight many enemies from the dark-blood group. Once, Mauver came a man with light encompassing his entire body until Mauver felt the glare every time he looked at him. He gave Mauver a place, the highest place in the vampire order, even higher than the blue-blood. The god of all vampires—The gold-blood that vampires and humans rarely know. Only, in order to maintain his position, he must faced with dark-blood vampires and even other groups like blue-blood who also want that position. Until then he learns the girl he loves—a human—was bitten by one of the red-blood who perverts and turns into a vampire. However, with his position as the God of the vampires, it was extremely difficult for him to directly plunge into the world of vampires as well as humans. And can't jump right into a zign for new vampires.

Arthur Vance was a titan of modern industry—a ruthless corporate strategist who mastered the art of the hostile takeover. But when a betrayal ends his life in the 21st century, he wakes up in the body of Julian Valerius, the disgraced, "waste" illegitimate son of a dying Emperor. ​In a world governed by ancient steel and noble bloodlines, Julian is a man with a target on his back. His six half-brothers, each a powerful warlord or cunning politician, have already signed his death warrant to secure their path to the throne. He has no army, no wealth, and a reputation as a drunken fool. ​But he has a mind the medieval world isn't prepared for. ​Using his knowledge of modern economics, chemical engineering, and psychological warfare, Julian begins his ascent from the mud of the slums. ​He turns sour grain into Liquid Gold, a distilled spirit that corrupts the empire’s elite and funds his private shadow army. ​He recruits Elena Vance, a legendary but betrayed General, turning her into the sword that will carve his path to glory. ​He builds a network of "Rats"—the beggars and outcasts—creating the first global intelligence agency in history. ​As the Empire spirals into a bloody civil war, Julian doesn't just fight for survival; he executes a takeover. From the smoke of the slums to the gold of the high court, the "Waste Prince" will prove that in the face of modern logic, even the strongest crown is nothing more than gilded lead. ​Witness the birth of an Empire where gold speaks louder than swords, and a bastard's shadow looms over the world.

He walks the palace halls wearing a prince’s face and speaks a hero’s words but every night, another body falls but behind his smile lies a blood-drenched secret. They say he came back from a coma. The truth is, he came back from the dead. When Prince Kairo returns from a decade-long coma, the kingdom of Caelwyn rejoices. But their hope is misplaced. Because the man behind the youthful eyes is not the prince. It is his uncle Malrick Vale, a disgraced noble once thought dead who has carved himself into his nephew’s likeness through years of planning and surgical reconstruction. He claims to avenge the friend the crown betrayed. But his true desire is darker. He craves what only power can give him: the freedom to kill whomever he chooses, whenever he desires. The mask of royalty offers protection. The crown offers complete control. Only one woman knows the truth. Sheila Ren, a former maid who narrowly escaped his blade years ago, becomes obsessed with exposing the monster beneath the mask. Alongside Tate Wyvern, a disgraced royal guard tormented by guilt and bound to justice, she risks everything to stop a man who has fooled a kingdom and who will never stop hunting his prey. And they must stop him before he turns the entire kingdom into his hunting ground. Because once he sets his sights on you… you’re already dead. But in a world where mirrors lie and monsters wear crowns, who will the people believe?

“Please… don’t kill me!” My voice trembles as I stare at the two people standing in front of me, my own brother and my wife, the woman I love more than my life. “Why…?” I whisper, my throat dry. My brother smirks and she avoids looking at me, as if I mean nothing to her. That silence… it breaks me more than anything. I step back slowly, but my foot slips near the edge. Panic rises in my chest as I realize where I am the cliff behind me, the darkness waiting below. “No…” I murmur, but it’s too late. A sudden push and I fall. The wind roars in my ears as my body drops into the abyss. Fear grips me, but stronger than fear is the burning betrayal inside me. My eyes shut as darkness swallows everything. They think I die that night But I don’t, I survive and I change. Years pass, and Now I return to the same world but I am no longer that weak man. I am something else… something darker. The city fears my name. The underworld bows before me. Power runs through my veins. Money, influence, control everything is mine now. And I don’t return alone. With a mysterious princess, beautiful yet dangerous, her secrets as dark as my past. She understands me in ways no one ever could. This time, I don’t beg. This time, I don’t fall. Because I am no longer the man they betrayed… I am the nightmare that has returned for revenge.

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

Caster Valley, Kansas, is a small peaceful town where nothing stays a secret for long. Where no paranormal phenomena ever happen. And it's the last place any murders ever happen. At least, that's what some of the townsfolk thought. Weston Brooks doesn't know what to believe. On his eighteenth birthday, strange unbelievable things begin to happen. Not only is his family in shambles, but the magic powers he was born with are out of control which divides them even more so after an accidental mishap that leads him to run away only for him to wind up at his best friend's house, who he has a crush on. Unfortunately, the bad luck he constantly has is only getting worse because his best friend's mother places a curse on them to never interact romantically without disastrous consequences happening. Now, with his misfortunes, he also begins to see a strange ghostly truck. At first, he ignores it. But then one day, he gets the courage to follow it. But that might have been his biggest mistake... Or maybe it was his fate. Being led to the bridge where he finds a black truck, the same black truck he's been seeing is at the bottom of the cliff by the bridge, and inside is the dead body of Barry Bloomsdale--a person everyone in town knows. Now, he gets thrown into a deep mystery and must solve the case with the help of the police chief's son and his cousin as well as a mysterious black cat that insists she's there to protect him. As they investigate, what they learn just might frighten Weston.

Yan Ming the King of hell, Ruler of the abyss, one of the ten primordials was betrayed by three of his seven wives after a clash with his arch-enemy Ling Yi. Yan Ming fell to the assault but the three generals were unable to retrieve hell's mandate who deemed them unworthy of wielding it. Yan Ming reincarnates as a normal human with the mandate linked to him as a system guiding him to regain his powers with only one mission for him to fulfill. {Main Questline: Reclaim ownership of the infernal realm} {Time Limit: 5 years} {Penalty: Permanent loss of the title "King Of Hell, Ruler of the abyss} Guided by the mandate now recreated into a system, Yan Ming rises from a mortal body to reclaim control over hell and exert his dominance. During his journeys he discovers fragments of past events and uncovers his true desire, forfeiting the control over hell in pursuit of his own true desires and rewrite his own life from being chained down to an empty throne to become his own free man. Unbothered and unchained to no one and nothing he sets out for his journey to discover the origin of Dao and achieve the legendary final realm, the true pinnacle of cultivation! --- A book based on unraveling the different mysteries of cultivation and the universe, very fast paced and diverse. I'd recommend you check out the free chapters first and try making a guess regards the novels plot what do you think? The novel looks a bit slow in the initial arcs but eventually get better as it moves on, thanks for reading!

"Drink up, brother," they said, passing me the poisoned wine. In my first life, I was the fool who conquered an empire only to hand it to my family on a silver platter. My reward? A silver goblet laced with nightshade, a dagger between my ribs, and the sound of my own brothers laughing as I choked on my own blood. They seized my throne, slaughtered my loyalists, and completely erased my legacy. Then, I blinked. I wasn't lying on the cold stone floor of a locked treasury. I was standing in the middle of the Grand Pavilion, ten years earlier, holding the exact same golden chalice. Julian was right next to me, patting my shoulder with his fake, loving smile. The universe had hit rewind. My body is ten years younger. My vast mana pools are gone, reduced to a flickering spark. I am physically a weak, untrained prince surrounded by apex predators. But I remember everything. Every hidden treasure, every forbidden spell, every upcoming disaster, and exactly how each of my brothers breathes. They think I am still their naive, easily manipulated pawn. They have no idea that the gentle prince died in that treasury—and a monster woke up in his place. I’m not going to fight them for this rotting kingdom. I'm going to let them starve. I will cross into the forbidden lands, awaken a dark system, and build an empire so terrifying it will swallow theirs whole. My name is Kaelen. They wanted my throne, but they will drown in their own blood to reach it.

Nathan Cole thought his life was finally turning around. After years of devotion, Sophia Miller had finally invited him over, and he believed their relationship was about to take the next step. Instead, he walked into his worst nightmare...a cruel betrayal orchestrated by Sophia and her lover, the arrogant Lucas Reed. Used, humiliated, and discarded, Nathan barely had the strength to fight back after sacrificing his own bone marrow to save Sophia’s life. Left battered and bleeding, he was thrown into a cage with ravenous dogs, left to die. But when all seemed lost, something inside him awakened. A mysterious ring on his finger pulsed with power, flooding his body with strength beyond imagination. In a single moment, the weak, broken Nathan was gone—reborn as something far greater. Before he could process his transformation, an elite military force arrived, led by the cold and commanding Harper Valente. She revealed a truth more shocking than anything he had ever known—Nathan was the lost heir to the most powerful man in the world, hidden away since birth for his own protection. Now, the time had come for him to reclaim his destiny. Betrayed, reborn, and thrust into a world of power and secrets, Nathan faces a choice: walk away from the past and embrace his true heritage, or seek revenge on those who shattered him. But as enemies from the shadows close in, one thing is clear—Nathan Cole is no longer a pawn. He is a force to be reckoned with.

"That's a check for one million dollars. Take it and leave. Go reunite with your mistress and live your lavish lie." Caroline's voice cracked as she slammed the check against August's chest, her eyes red-rimmed and burning. For three years, she had played the loyal wife to a crippled man. Three years of silence. Three years of him vanishing each month without explanation. Three years of missing money and whispered rumors she'd desperately tried to ignore. She loved him once. But even love has limits. August watched his devastated wife walk away, her footsteps echoing like a death sentence. The truth sat on his tongue—boiling, desperate to be free. But he swallowed it. Not yet. For her safety, she had to remain in the dark. Three years ago, he emerged from a brutal war victorious but broken—ambushed when his strength was at its lowest, his legs shattered, his body labeled useless. They wrote him off. They laughed at the wheelchair-bound shell of a once-great warrior. But August never accepted that fate. As the door slammed behind Caroline, something inside him cracked—not broke, cracked open. His Qi, long dormant, surged like a tidal wave. And for the first time in three years… August stood. The wheelchair sat empty. Now, the man they abandoned is rising. His enemies will kneel. And his wife? He will protect her from the very family scheming to strip her of everything—even if she hates him for the secrets he kept. Let them come. August is done sitting down.