Rwby White Rose

Elijah decoyed as a street begger to find out about the real character of the woman who was betrothed to him- the future matriarch of the Stone family. But Elijah found out that Kate is a covetous pest who is only after the family's wealth. Worst yet, when Elijah proposed to her as an ordinary person, Kate humiliated him publicly in the restaurant, calling him all sort of odd names. “You!?! A beggar!? Over my dead body will I marry someone like you!! You're a scum!!" She spat derisively. It was after then Elijah met Rose, a struggling kind banker who has a dream of building her own business empire. Elijah reset his game of Trail to know if she's just like Kate and secretly, he helped her attain her dream but Kate won't let Elijah off the hook easily, always appearing to sabotage his plan and humiliate him but she never knew he has a secret identity which would shock everyone to the marrow!

Adrian Cole was once the most feared name in the business world—the heir of a vast empire, a man whose influence threatened even the richest families. But after a brutal accident left him broken and without his memories, the world cast him aside. His rivals rose, his enemies spread lies, and even the woman he loved turned against him. Three years later, Adrian returns. No longer the quiet man they underestimated, he is determined to reclaim his place and expose those who plotted his downfall. Every step he takes shakes the families who once thought him dead. Betrayals, rivalries, power struggles—Adrian will face them all. With chains of businesses under his control and loyal allies by his side, he won’t just fight for his name… he will remind the world why he was once untouchable. Because Adrian Cole isn’t just back. He’s here to take everything that was stolen from him.

In a world smaller than ours, walled by stone and ruled by steel, fourteen kingdoms fought endlessly to stand above the rest. For centuries, their wars raged until two hundred years ago, when Blitz, a western nation, rose to dominance with a military unlike any the world had ever seen. By the year 1100, Blitz had crushed its rivals and ruled as the largest and most advanced nation alive. Peace followed, but uneasily. Whispers claimed Blitz's soldiers wielded unnatural power, strength no mortal should possess. Power used to bend nations to their knees. Then came the vanishings. Villages gone overnight. Towns emptied of life. Survivors spoke of monsters crawling through the dark, of blood and shadows. Others blamed rival kingdoms. None knew the truth, only that war was coming. Far from the capital, deep in the forgotten forests at Blitz's edge, lay a small village untouched by politics or power. There, two sixteen-year-old boys hid a secret of their own, unnatural strength. Monstrous strength. A power that should not exist. And soon, their world was about to burn.

[ Soul Force: Exceptional.] [Title Granted: God of Songs and Music.] [Class: X. Dominion: All sound, all rhythm, all harmony and discord that ever was or will be] [Edge: Reality hums your melody. Creation dances to your chorus. Accept divine duty? [Yes] / [No] ] The world ended in an unbecoming way and from the Apocalypse rose a lot. Many of earth's population didn't survive, they were either dead or transformed into brainless mutants. The ones that did make it were granted powers! systems that helped them engineer the world and what was remaining of it. The weak souled ones Awakened with very very mediocre powers e.g. Knowing how to spot water e.t.c but the stronger souled awakened as S class granted legendary status and titles proclaiming them lord over thier powers. The stronger and rarer souled ones however, Awakened as X class a conventionally different specie of Humans...the system proclaimed them Gods and infinite. Now what happens when Tony burbry a boy who after an incident awakens as the God of sound....

In the mystical land of Tribal, where ancient legends breathe and folklore walks, balance is sacred—and power is deadly. Four primal forces rule this realm, each so volatile that no one can wield more than one without being consumed. But when Alkan, a stranger from another world, appears holding all four, the balance shatters. His body is breaking. His mind is slipping. And the very fabric of the Tribal Lands trembles in his wake. To survive, Alkan must embark on a perilous journey across realms and dimensions to find the only artifact capable of containing the storm within him. But time is running out. The White Palace, seeing him as the reincarnation of their long-lost king, wants to bind him to a throne. Meanwhile, an ancient war between mythical creatures threatens to spill into the mortal realm he once called home. Torn between a destiny he never asked for and powers that could destroy him, Alkan must navigate treacherous alliances, unravel forbidden prophecies, and battle those who seek to control or kill him. The apocalypse is coming—and only a man destined to be torn apart can hold it back.

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

Ten thousand lives—and counting. That’s the price of the secret Amelia holds. In the world after the zombie outbreak, the living have learned to fear more than just the walking dead. They aren’t the only killers. The Federation, a powerful regime that rose from the chaos of the zombie outbreak, hunts down anyone harboring this forbidden secret. They fear what they don’t understand—and destroy what they can’t control. When Amelia discovers she isn’t the only one hiding this terrifying secret ability, her world shatters. The man she loves carries the same curse, and now, he’s been sentenced to death. She vows to bring down the Federation, even if it means tearing apart the fragile remnants of society. The world after the outbreak is a battlefield, and in a war where survival isn’t guaranteed, Amelia will stop at nothing to crush the Federation before it crushes her and the others like her. But victory comes with a price, and the deeper Amelia dives into this twisted conspiracy, the more the lines between friend and foe blur. Will she bring about a new dawn—or plunge the world into even darker chaos?

In the broken continent of Averis, glory is currency—and humiliation is a death sentence. Max Partey was born in chains. Beaten in the alleys of Freeport, sold between masters, and forgotten by the world, he is nothing more than another slave waiting to die. Until the night the System awakens within him. It offers power. Not for heroism. Not for mercy. But for revenge. Every injustice he endures fuels his strength. Every humiliation becomes Glory Points, and the chains that once bound him become his deadliest weapon. As Max rises from the slums to the grand arenas of Auravale and the war-torn kingdoms beyond, he gathers unlikely allies—an exiled strategist, a silver-tongued diplomat, and a warrior who fights like a storm in chains. But power always attracts monsters. A ruthless noble named Veylan Corvaris is climbing toward godhood, feeding on the same System that fuels Max. Kingdoms crumble, Rift Beasts pour into the world, and the truth behind the System threatens to shatter everything. Because the voice guiding Max…might not be a god. It might be himself. And to save the world, the man who rose through glory may have to destroy the very power that made him unstoppable.

‎The shadow king would rule despite his solar lineage. Raised among the wolves at the High Kingdom's royal court, the son of a deposed god and exiled goddess was Kaelen, a perfect, divinely perfect archer, a god of hunters, a holy and perfect weapon of war. He masked his monstrous, divine talents from his mortal, warring brothers to avoid their hatred; however, a god could not forever be hidden away. ‎ ‎Abandoned with nothing but a bow and bloodline to the fragmented wilderness of the Outer Marches, Kaelen was destined to be more than just a conqueror; he was to become a king of them. With Vanya, a calculating and brilliant queen-merchant of steel and greed, Kaelen forged an iron alliance and began building a kingdom of outcasts from the discarded, broken remnants of society. Aethelgard would become his new, divine High Kingdom, but when the forces that yearned to annihilate him rose to attack, Kaelen would face his destiny: was he truly a God of War? When all is said and done, Kaelen lost himself in his struggle for his throne and found out the seat of power was a chilling, lonely thing to sit in. ‎

I died as the Nine Realms’ strongest Sovereign. Or so they thought. I woke up 5 years ago in a broken body — no memories, no cultivation, no name. The Carter family took me in as their live-in son-in-law, a dog they kicked for three years straight. The day my cheating wife threw divorce papers at me, I signed without looking back. At the crossroads, a girl in white was waiting. She called me “Your Majesty”... and returned something I’d buried: a shattered soul bead. With it came whispers. Fragments of a past life. And a truth: my death wasn’t an accident. It was betrayal. Now I have no power, but I have time. Nine soul fragments scattered across the realms. Nine betrayers who took my throne. Nine steps from trash son-in-law to the man who rewrites the heavens. They think I’m crippled. They think I’m done. Let them laugh. Every slap, every insult, every “worthless”... it’s all fuel. Because when the last fragment awakens, the Sovereign returns. And this time, I won’t die alone.