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In this world, some say, the truth and the legends are the same. One such legend belonged to the protagonist, Valerian. Valerian was an orphan, a boy blessed with a beautiful face, and everyone around him, could not help but want to play with him, till one day a prophet passing through their town pronounced him to be cursed. Since that day, the destiny of the boy seemed to have changed completely, he was shunned by everyone around him, and the gazes that were earlier filled with love and affection, now brimmed with disgust and hatred. The constant shunning and humiliation made the cheerful child grow up to be bitter and inexpectant. On his seventh birthday, things changed once again. This time, it was not the people around him who went through a change, but himself. As he grew up, Valerian became a legend in his own sense. The people sang of a boy, who could not speak, they shed tears for a boy, who could not grieve. He came from nowhere yet he was known everywhere. Would you like to know this legend? A story where a curse can become a blessing? A story of sacrifice, betrayal, determination, and secrets.

A dark time when the creatures of shadow descended unto the tranquil human lands, making their existence known. A time followed when empires were led by humanity's conspiracy and betrayal, a time filled with hatred, but unbeknownst to the humans, they were only mere puppets, pawns of greater beings of darkness, entities with the power to crush anything and everything in their way. What happens when a small human girl catches the eye of one of these so-called greater beings, a pureblooded Lord? Can an ant such as her survive the political strifes and fearsome feuds between the lands and the monsters that control them. For those who fear vampires, ghosts and the unknown, I offer two words of advice… Tread lightly. -------- "Why should I avoid him? He was a perfect gentleman, a good man," Katherine Welcher argued in his defense. "Good or not, neither matter," Alexander Delcrov warned her, "As long as you're under my wing, you shall behave and listen to my words. Do not let any man kiss you, Katherine. I don’t want others to call you improper." "There was nothing improper about it! And I'm not yours to obey," she blurted out in annoyance, feeling her face flush with embarrassment for the second time this evening, "I mean, you can't order me aro—-" "So disobedient," he stated with nonchalance before moving his hand from her waist to her back, pulling her closer to him as they danced. His breath tickled her nape. "So you’ll only listen if you are mine?"

“Tapi dia pria yang baik,” dia membantah dan melihat matanya menyipit karena perkataannya. “Dan aku bisa saja seorang pria yang jahat,” dia memperingatkan, “Sampai kamu berada di bawah perlindunganku, aku harap kamu jaga sikapmu dan patuh akan perintahku. Jangan biarkan seorang pria manapun menciummu, Katherine. Kami tidak ingin kamu jatuh ke tangan yang salah seperti sebelumnya, jadi ikuti saja perkataanku.” “Aku bukan milikmu, jadi aku tidak harus mendengar perkataanmu,” dia keceplosan dan merasa wajahnya memerah karena malu untuk yang kedua kalinya di malam itu, “Maksudku, kamu tidak bisa.” “Dasar bandel,” dia bergumam sebelum tangannya bergerak dari pinggangnya ke punggungnya, menariknya mendekat dan berbisik, “Apa kamu ingin menjadi milikku?” Tahun 1834 Sebuah masa kegelapan dimana mahluk-mahluk bayangan turun ke tanah manusia yang damai dan secara perlahan menunjukkan keberadaan mereka. Waktu dimana kerajaan-kerajaan diatur oleh persekongkolan, penghianatan, dan kebencian manusia tetapi tidak sadar bahwa mereka hanyalah para wayang. Dalang-dalang asli yang berada di balik layar adalah para mahluk bayangan, yang memiliki kekuatan untuk menghancurkan apapun yang ada di depan mereka. Apakah yang terjadi ketika seorang gadis kecil menarik perhatian salah satu Raja berdarah murni? Akankah dia selamat dari urusan politik antara kerajaan ketika ada seorang Raja tampan yang ikut serta, dan juga yang tidak bisa dilupakan adalah adanya hantu yang mengikutinya kembali ke rumah.

#REVERSE HAREM Damon rolled the parchment, slid it away. "I won't touch you tonight," he said softly. "Not because I don't want to (gods know I do), but because I want you to choose. When you're ready. When you understand what's coming." He turned toward the door. Paused. "One more thing," he said without looking back. "Aiden is drafting an order to bring you to the palace as a 'personal guest.' Blake is preparing to kidnap you before that order is signed. Caleb will probably try to hide you in the northern legions." A faint, tired laugh. "We're already tearing ourselves apart, and you've done nothing but exist." He opened the door. Rain lashed in. "Whatever you decide, little Heartbinder… decide soon. Because the storm outside is nothing compared to the one following your scent." He stepped into the darkness and was gone. Caleb let out a long, shaky breath. He turned to me, eyes wild. "We ride north tonight. My men will protect you." I stared at the empty doorway where Damon had vanished. Ten Alphas of the same blood. Ten princes. My knees finally gave out. I sank into the hay, soaked to the bone, heart pounding so hard I could barely hear the thunder anymore. From somewhere deeper in the woods, very far away, a wolf howled, long and mournful, like it already knew the ending. And under the roar of the storm, I swear I heard more hooves approaching. (Author needs more gifts and Golden tickets)

"I am Valerian Erebus Jata and I am the progenitor of all Demons. The First vampire or Origin, if that suits more to your taste. But, believe it or not, in another life I was a human. Yes, human. Sometimes that life feels like a distant dream now. In numerous eons that have made up my life, you are only one of the two beings that I have told this. You should feel honoured. There are very few things that I have not seen. No joy I have not felt. Very few pains I have not experienced or inflicted and even fewer atrocities that I have not committed. I have ruled over a few empires that spanned continents and destroyed many more than you can imagine. Why? The answer is unfairly simple. After so much time, one's sense of ethics and morality slowly gets eroded and a sense of arrogance and self importance begins to seep into your very soul. Yet after a lot more time, you begin to have regrets. See different paths but by then, you have already created oceans of steaming blood and mountains of fresh corpses. I fear no one's vengeance. Most who dared go against me have already met their Maker and their Maker dares not step up to harass me. I need pay no penance. What I did was for my survival and the survival of those I care for. All I want is a peaceful immortal life but there are pests like you that come out of the wood work and cause me to fall back on old habits. I really enjoyed this chat but I have a dinner with my children and they hate it when their Father is late. You, swine, thankfully, are not on the menu. My palette is quite sensitive so you must die now, like the little pig you are." ***** Daily updates but one chapter a day. For three chapter comments = Shoutout in author's thoughts For three power stones = One extra chapter [Daily limit] For a review or feedback = a shoutout and two extra chapters ENJOY!

In a world ruled by the powerful Valerian Empire, humans maintain control over ancient races vampires, werewolves, and the mysterious fae through fragile alliances and hidden secrets. Kael is nothing. A nameless outcast, invisible to the world until the night he made a wish. A simple wish to belong but something answers and it was never meant to. As Kael’s existence begins to distort reality itself, every faction turns its eyes toward him some seeking to control him, others to destroy him. Beneath the ocean, an ancient power awakens. In the shadows, the fae weave their dangerous bargains. And the empire he once feared reveals truths far darker than he imagined. Now hunted by all and understood by none, Kael must uncover what he has become… Before his wish tears the world apart.

Everyone in House Valerian knows the truth about the third son. He is a fool. Born with seemingly weak talent and a dull mind, he grew up as the most overlooked member of a powerful noble family. But while others laugh, the boy quietly watches. While heirs scheme and nobles struggle for power, the forgotten third son simply watches. And sometimes… The most dangerous person in a room is the one everyone forgets exists. --------------------------------------------------- [ If you find it worthy, please grant a Power Stone so the tale may continue its path to the Heavenly Dao. Leave one behind and gain +1 luck in your cultivation path. With enough support, new chapters shall descend like heavenly tribulations! ]

This was based on movie of Heneral Luna 2015, where a man by named Douglas was spent his time watching a historical movie, Heneral Luna while driving, then a truck hit him and the moment he realized, he was been reborn as a new soldier under name of Valerian Osmeriana. Will he able to survive? Or not?

Sent on a dangerous mission to retrieve the Emperor's secret, Davina of Valeria, a skilled and cunning warrior is sent by the Imperial General to retrieve this particular item. As Captain of the first Battalion, she is the best there is. Along with an unexpected acquaintance... That aside, the Valerian is a woman who will meet a tragically acute fate. Follow her tale, read as her story becomes a dark fantasy twisted by magic. Death is never far. But the journey will be.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.