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FORGE MY SWORD is a fiction story about redemption, second chances and the influence of love. It is built around the city of light reedeming their lost glory by reclaiming their iconic city from the tyrant demon Gogla and his army of Aarangs A struggling nobody Stylx assuming thr mantle of their saviour and through the help of Nephla and the neighbouring kingdoms defeated Gogla and ended his tyrancy over the seven nations It went ahead to explain what is needed to form the perfect battle sword for a true warrior More events unfold as Stylx grows old after ruling Onyx for a long time and needed to hand over to a successor with the seven nations of the Sunero now rebelling against them and the mystic Lion disappearing for the second time Find out how the balance was restored and how the sword of Stylx's successor was forged

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

Death, as the guide of all the souls leaving the physical world, takes the form of a human to speak with them. He has been wandering for a very long time that he, himself, doesn't know about his own existence. Ferrying billions of souls of humankind to the other side has been his job in a forever state that he can't escape. He considers himself a mere bystander, a storyteller—seeing histories unfold before his eyes, witnessing eras and wars end, watching humankind thriving. Endowed with a power of bringing deaths to humans upon touching them, he constantly seeks the feeling of physical human touch. Not until he meets Fivrelle, an immortal lady who desires death. The world is continuously evolving and growing. But to what extent? No matter what the world has become, Death will always be there, waiting.

When someone who has lost everything home, friends and family, even their own humanity, reborn a creature that must live in the shadows calling it a new home and gaining a desirely hunger for blood. What a person like that has to do with no longer life inside no blood to keep the heart beating. there is only one thing to keep such one like that to stay alive and move one. That is the power of Vengeance. It can cause any living being with no hope to live again with burning purpores to destroy the one who did this. Follow Marcus on this dark journey with blood and pain where he must do anything to calm power to make him stronger as it will help complete killing the one that has cursed him to what he has become. Clear note: the art cover is not mine just using it until I can get my own in the future.

In a world where poor people were as good as dead, Denzel was shunned, bullied and humiliated by his in laws, but he endured it all because of the love he had for his wife. But when his foster mother got involved in an accident, his in laws took advantage of his desperate need for money, and framed him for a crime he didn't commit. As if that wasn't enough, his beloved and trusted wife betrayed him in the worst possible way. Just as Denzel’s world turned dark, light sipped through when he found out he was the long lost son to the most powerful and influential family. From a belittled and disregarded son-in-law to a multi - zillionaire. How would Denzel make all those who stepped on him pay?!! Find out in this gripping page turner book filled with mind blowing twists.

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.

Project E or in order the project A, B, and, C. These three are the special projects built by an organization back in the early days. Their soldiers called Swordsmens or Swordswomens are deployed in every specific area called Lands, City, and Village. This area has massive walls and massive trees outside of it as they're getting guarded by men with weapons well trained and some are still undiscovered.

In a bid to advance the clandestine plot of extraterrestrial beings from outer space , an ambitious scientist, Dr. Sigmund Strauss is gifted a powerful weapon which he unleashes on a group of American soldiers stationed at the arid and dangerous frontlines of Kabul. It would take the brave effort of the lone survivor of this attack, Captain Crowne 'Buster' Brewster, MI-6 duo of Thelma McDonagh and Bullard 'Brain' Harris and other men and women of the free world, to stop Strauss and his evil extraterrestrial cohorts from annihilating the entire human race via a sinister attack orchestrated from deep space

In return of saving the life of an old man, Poor Charles Megaborn is gifted a wife, although he later excuses his marriage to follow his military career to earn money to take care of his family but after years of battles into becoming a world feared Celestial General, He receives a terrible Alert from home, His wife is Nine months pregnant and his daughter has been fed alive to Pigs! This pushes his return and Chaotic revenge when he finds out a dark Truth while being a disguised Pauper. Yes! The Poor man will shock them all!

Living an unfulfilling life and dying a tragic death, Alph Quint is transmigrated into a world filled with magic and wonder. However unlike what he had always believed, transmigration turned out to be a free ticket to tragedy as one peril after another fell on him, sometimes making him loose the very will to go on. Will Alph crumble and break from the pressure of being a main character or will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix and create a tale so epic that it shakes the heart of those who read it? [Author's Note] Hello, I would like to thank all those who clicked my novel, thank you, and I hope that you will enjoy the ride as Alph Quint and I myself evolve through the course of the story to hopefully carve out a masterpiece. I'm not a native English speaker and my writing skills might not be top class, but I promise that both my writings skills and the story itself will only get better as we progress.