My Fair Maid Spoiler

Lana I never imagined that my life would change on a fateful night on my way back from work. Knocked unconscious by an unknown entity in the alley. The next time I opened my eyes. Boom!! I was told I was in Ancient Egypt. Crazy right? Follow the adventures of Lana Stone In Ancient Egypt as she tries to adjust to her new environment, know more about her identity, find her true love and unravel a thick conspiracy about the Egyptian gods.

I struggled on my feet. But my weakness brought me against the ground. He brought out his Claus and shoved it in my rib, making blood gushed out my mouth. I screamed in terror and pain,realizing there was no escape to death. giving up now doesn't mean you are weak sometimes is better to let it go. But my killer shall reap what he sole, which is death. ***** A reincarnated priestess who was killed by a demon in her past life, led her life as a normal girl in the city. But after she remembered the long forgotten memories of her past, she took a dangerous step ahead. But how did she became a Mate to a Demon who was said to be a legend, a man who hated her very existence.

O Bored Prowler of the white pages stained in dark ink. Do ye tire and lose interest in the scrolls of endless writers that tell the dry tales of Systems? Of modern men who traverse through time and space to arrive in fantastical worlds where they achieve naught but baseless journeys? Of tasteless worlds with no intrigue, failing to grasp thy mind? If that be the case, hearken unto me, O Prowler! Let me appeal to thy desire for adventure and darkness, bringing thee into the world of LEASTRIA, where ye shall follow the story of foul men born from distorted shadow! Where selfish Stars toy with fate from their Odd Demesnes! Where the Enlightened, the Sorcerers, the Cradlers and the Genuine Accursed roam and rend the Sheltered Lands with their obscene lust and greed! Where ye shall follow the story of the Cursed Child as he seeks ‘The Bringing’ and rises from meagrehood to significance under thy eyes. Hearken unto my voice and begin this tale, if ye fear not to prowl in Mythology. Do ye dare, O Prowler, to be lost in true Fantasy? ---------------- I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun

Even though he merely rescued a stray dog after school, Claude unexpectedly became the 'chosen one for dogs,' burdened with the task of guarding the gates of hell, a role he vehemently refused in his heart. Yet, in this relentless world, there was no escape. Hellcats infiltrated the mortal realm, ruthlessly slaughtering the innocent. The enigmatic Azure Faction organization instilled panic, while the name of Satan echoed through the dark of night... Thus, an ordinary high schooler donned multiple layers of disguise, and legends of Shifangcheng started to multiply. Golden retrievers, Samoyeds, border collies, German shepherds; protagonists, antagonists, undercover agents, judges—the canine personas vividly acted out my intertwined history of love and hate, inadvertently saving the world. A regular high school student casually passed by a battleground, offering a faint smile as they neatly tucked away the battle-worn dog costumes back into their backpack.

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

I replaced his father to go to jail. The marriage I wanted didn't happen. He who loved me finally left me.  It was too late for them to come back by my side with the new me, the untouchable. I had come out on top among all. 

Mike. After his mother's death, he was reincarnated into another body. He lives safely, peacefully and prosperously. But, an incident occurred, causing him to lose his family members. He had no other choice but to join the mafia grup. Until a conflict occurs between mafia groups and he has to fight to save himself. "My Beggest regret is wishing on people." That's The word he said during the war.

The cover read: The 800 Methods. “Oh, I couldn’t.” “This has eight hundred deadly moves,” Marvin said. “It’s the most comprehensive monograph on the subject. Most of the strikes kill with one blow, once you master them. I’ve dog-eared some of my favorites. It’s actually padded with a few techniques that are hard to use outside laboratory conditions. But they’re still good to know.”

I took aim after cautiously emerging from behind the foliage and pulling back on my father's bow.When I thought about bringing Bambi back to my sister, I gave myself the tiniest grin because, at least from the tan fur to the strange, forking horns, it resembled the animal in my mother's stories.That was all I thought it had been, a story, up until this point.Yet, fantasy or not, the monster would end up being a truly necessary wellspring of food.

No, this can't be the end, I've worked so hard to get to my current level, I refuse to accept this result. I can't go down without a fight!' Drake kept saying in his mind as he slowly crawled towards the door that will take him directly to his base. «Ding! Does player 439237 (Drake) wish to obtain the Power Level Card? Y/N» A notification popped up on his interface and he surprised as well as delighted. This was exactly what he needed right.. a boost. “Yes!” «Ding! Power Level Card obtained in 3.. 2.. 1.. Good luck!» 'Good luck?' And then everything went white. What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? What would you do when you realize that you have not only become an NPC — you have been thrown back in time before the game even launched! What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? Drake was a professional game leveler before his transmigration. Now he's inside the game, with no tools, a level zero and literally the armies of the opponents are out to kill him. A fun game, just became a Kill or be Killed. One Man stands against an entire Galaxy. “Be it the Germinal, the Six Nations, or even the entire Galaxy itself.. nothing an no one will stop me from getting back home.. I, Drake Michaelson, will stand my ground against all who hunt me.” GALAXY: ONE AGAINST ALL.