Fantasy

The story is about a man named Geordan Auroran who is a native of Skyreach and a knight-errant. He's an only son of a minor noble in Skyreach, in the trading village of Faulterth. He was raised by his parents as a young man who is virtuous yet, full of curiosity and treats his people equally making him well-known to the commonfolk. In his coming of age, after being knighted by his father and to further hone his skills as a knight, he was sent to the capital of Central Gaedas, the Imperial City of Cyrius. He was registered to the Imperial Military Academy and began his studies for two years. Unbeknownst to him, his homeland I is in the middle of a civil war, the Duke of Winterhelm, Duke Jarric the Chillrend, killed the new High King of Skyreach in a duel for the crown. Jarric killed the newly King because he disapproved how dependent Skyreach have become to the Empire, and Jarric ultimately believes that the "true" Highlanders must stand on their own never bow to anyone but themselves. As a knight of the Empire and a son of Skyreach, his resolve was shaken between serving his homeland or staying true to his oath as a knight of the Empire. The conflict was more than he thought as he witnessed innocent people who are not even involved to the conflict are also getting in between the slaughter of the two opposing sides. Is this the welcoming he will receive from his homeland after returning for the past two years? This is the tale of how Geordan Auroran became the legend known as Champion of Dawn, a fabled title given to the one who bears the radiance of the God of Creation.

After dying heroically while saving a little girl from kidnappers, Vasu is given a second chance at life in a new world where aliens and humans coexist.  As the Dungeon Manager, he is responsible for a complex labyrinth that holds the key to the planet's survival. Vasu must navigate the politics and power struggles of the various races while managing the challenges of the different levels of dungeon portals.  When he uncovers a plot that threatens to destroy the world, he must use all his skills to stop it. With the support of his allies, Vasu embraces his new purpose and realizes that this second chance at life may be the opportunity he needs to create a life he truly loves. blood boiling scenes are waiting for you to read , Enjoy a brand new world of dungeon-cultivation in a single novel.

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.

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

Their battle had been long enough, there was still no word to give up. Two rulers who have opposing powers and have different personalities, each time their swords collide will produce bright light mixed with dark sparks. It's a phenomenon that people under the clouds see are amazed, but it doesn't leave an impression of horror that always surrounds the body. The battle they did began to find the point of who the winner. Inshisura accidentally let his guard down which ended up making a single stab of the sword enter his body, he was pushed down and hit the ground.

A young boy chokes to death after seeing his talent result. Another gets reincarnated into his body. Upon receiving the necessary information pertaining to the world, he realizes he's now an orphan and his elder sister is a dud. Chris, now Jake who was once his sister beacon of hope was now a blown out candle. Not until he received a message only he could see. 'Welcome to PRIME' the user interface read out, 'Say cheese for more info'.

“Aren't we all tired of reading about heroes who are binded by law and righteousness and can't act on their own free will or villains who are just bad and evil, why don't we try something different, something like anti hero who aren't binded by the law". Follow zero who is regarded as a useless hero on his adventure across a mythical world full of adventures and danger.

In this world, Magic does exist. A 19 year old unemployed man is thrown into a conflict between mages, each of then fighting over the throne. With a new teacher, and a impossibly great potential, Kay must find a way to win this war, or to at the very least, survive it.

30 Year old Bastian Smith died and reincarnated into a different body, in a world different from Earth. He was now in the body of a 12 year old noble boy named Sebastian Tirius. Sebastians body however a a golden coiling dragon tattoo. When Bastian touched it for the first time he heard a voice "To the owner of the titan's Mark be warned. You have great power but possess a mighty curse. Behold, anyone who bears this mark is a child of, I, the great Ambevilius, emperor of all that is under the nine heavens. The first of you to slay or subdue 1000 mark bearers shall become a successor of mine. Now go forth. And bring chaos in my name!" At this moment, memories belonging to Sebastian flooded Bastian's mind, fusing with his soul. This was the Sovereign Continent! A place where only the strong are just! Bastian began his long and arduous journey, to a learn his right... To sit on the Titan's Throne!

Failed author Qianlong Lee disappoints and moves on to a new world where, unlike his own, the author collects 108 pieces of the Celestial Scriptures, ancient myths that could help him become a godlike author.