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Liszt findet sich als ländlicher Baron in einer alternativen Welt wieder, die dem mittelalterlichen Europa ähnelt. In dieser Welt gibt es Drachen, die Metalle ausscheiden können, Elfen, die sich um die Ernte kümmern können, und Missionen, die in Nebel geschrieben sind und die nur Liszt sehen kann. Kann Liszt mit Hilfe der mysteriösen Missionen allmählich vom Baron von Blumenstadt zu etwas Größerem heranwachsen und den gesamten Kontinent und darüber hinaus für sich beanspruchen?

Eine Apokalypse bricht herein – als ein tödliches Supervirus den Großteil der menschlichen Bevölkerung auslöscht. Es dauerte weniger als einen Tag, bis die Welt für immer verändert wurde – und die Menschheit in die Knie zwang. Für die meisten ist es eine Zeit des Elends und des Todes, jedoch gibt es einige, die Glück haben. Zane Graves, der auf einen "Blutkristall" stößt, erhält eine Fähigkeit: [Wandelnder Toter] – die ihm eine besondere Kraft verleiht und ihn so auf seinen Weg an die Spitze schickt!

REBORN AS A SKELETON! Scammed and abandoned, Sean Jackson died a miserable death. But death wasn't the end, it was just the beginning. Reborn as a skeleton in a dark forest, Sean finds himself in a world where the undead are revered; nobles in a twisted hierarchy. Now, with nothing to lose and power he never had in life, Sean sees his chance to take everything the world denied him. (A/N: This story explores dark and mature themes including slavery, trauma, and the depths of lust and ambition. Reader discretion is advised.) ps. Discord server: https://discord.gg/fNvBMyEdzg

The story opens on one of his lowest moments — not the end — then traces the path that led there... In a cultivation world where talent is law, Li Shen is a statistical error. Declared “nearly impossible to cultivate,” he enters a minor sect not as a disciple ...... but as a servant: disposable labor at the bottom of the ladder. No reincarnation. No hidden master. No heaven-sent treasure. Only a battered body, a stubborn mind, and a journal where he records every microscopic gain ..... then turns those notes into method. While geniuses rise like comets, he advances by brutal iteration: failure, adjustment, repeat. In a world designed to forget “trash,” what happens when the trash industrializes survival?

Four years ago, Mathias Larsen broke siring laws to save a lover’s life.<br><br>Four months ago, that lover turned on him, leaving him for dead.<br><br>Now Mathias has followed her path of death to Las Vegas, straight to the last vampire who wants to see him: his sire. The man he left for a woman who stabbed him in the back.<br><br>Edmund has found love again with a nightclub owner, the very human Darby Bell. He doesn’t want to believe Mathias’s warnings, but a murder that hits too close to home gives him no choice. While he struggles to keep Mathias and Darby safe, emotions run high as old love collides with new.<br><br>But the clock is ticking. The vampire Assembly is coming to town, the local police are alerted to Mathias’s nocturnal activities, and passions are flaring high. Time is running out. By the time death strikes again, all bets are off.

Skyla wondered whether she was crazy or was the world driving her crazy? And everything started and ended because of her blood. The smell, taste or even the sight of her blood could drive anyone crazy making her life hard to live. Until one day, she found the gateway to another world. A place where all her nightmares became a reality. A place under the halo of the blood moon. ...... Defrox, the realm of darkness. Every morning is night and every midnight is when ‘they’ begin the hunt. Until one day, like the break of dawn, a woman brought light upon her arrival. A small faint light but was able to pierce the darkness for a moment. That’s when ‘they’ begin to question, “What is this delightful smell?” It is the smell of a new light, the sacred blood. Then the chaos began. ******* Instagram: author__rain or _Rain Discord: _Rain#8489 Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/dXqUYeMD2A Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me. Just edited to suit my story.

In the world, spiritual bones are divided into four grades. Grade one: Heavenly Spiritual Bone. Grade two: Golden Spiritual Bone. Grade three: Mysterious Spiritual Bone. Grade four: White Spiritual Bone. All others are considered Mortal Bones, with no chance of cultivation. A mere Mortal Bone, Xu Taiping, vows to prove to the world of cultivation that even a Mortal Bone can slay demons, eradicate evil, and ascend to immortality!

A young man finds himself reincarnated inside a fantasy world. How will he live his new life where magic and monsters exist? Find out in this crappy novel.

Thud!! A book fell to the floor. "My Lady ,what's that?" Elenor asked curiously. "It's just a book , no need to be alarmed." Hattie replied as she bent to pick up the book. It was a rather strange looking book which was bound in red leather. It has various drawings of bones running along it's spine and it's title "Necromancy and the dark arts" was written in front of it, in gold. Hattie gazed at the book excitedly." This is it!" she thought to herself." I can finally bring my brother back from the dead." ______________________________________________ "There she is, just like I told you!" yelled the butler as he led the people to his mistress. "George?! You would dare betray me" exclaimed Hattie in utter disbelief. "I'd never be loyal to a witch" he replied. "Seize her !!" commanded the cleric. "All I want is to bring my brother back from the dead , please don't do this" she pleaded. "Silence witch! " the cleric yelled. "what business does the living have with the dead? Only a witch practices necromancy, it's a sin against the Almighty"."Guards!!! Take her away before she dooms us all". "No! let me go! You can't do this"Hattie struggled as two hefty men dragged her out of her home . "KILL THE WITCH! " "KILL HER!!!" the crowd chanted, waving their torches and pitchforks. Hattie was dragged to the village square to be burnt at stake. She was chained to a wooden pole and no matter how much she struggled she couldn't break free. "Call forth the executioner!!" the cleric yelled and a man dressed in black from head to toe made his way to where Hattie was chained , holding a blazing torch. The crowd parted to let him walk through . He got onto the stage and prepared to set the log on fire. "STOP!!" a voice yelled." I'm the one who told you she's a witch, so I should be the one to set her ablaze". "Very well then, come forth" the cleric beckoned. The owner of the voice moved to the stage and it turned out to be ....... "Elenor ? It's can't be! " Hattie screamed in disbelief. "But why? Why would you do this to me after all we've been through?". Elenor ignored Hattie, grabbed the torch from the executioner and set her mistress on fire. The crowd cheered as Hattie was burnt alive. Her screams of agony was like music to their ears and they all dance and celebrated her gruesome death. ______________________________________________ 200 years later; Ivory port , a small steampunk city is visited by a rather peculiar royal envoy. The next day ,the city is taken over by an army of skeletons and undead creatures. Humans are captured and taken to the castle. After her sister was captured and taken away, Viola Wallace plans to rescue her sister along with her unusual group of friends. Will they succeed? What happens when they stumble upon a huge secret in the castle and now it's up to the to save their city? Who's the lady who keeps appearing in Viola's dreams ? How is she connected to the mystery at hand? Who's the mysterious stranger who saved Viola's life and how does he know so much about the skeletons? Find out in Kingdom of Bones!!!!!.

When she was drunk, she woke up and became a murderer. The man she loved most looked at her coldly, wishing that she could die. "Amelia, you are his woman, even if he dies!" She struggled to explain, but she was still tortured for three years after the wedding. She had thought that she and Nicola would have nothing to do with each other, but to her surprise, this was just the beginning of another kind of torture. She was tired and didn't love him anymore. She tried to escape, but she was still caught back by the man. "Please, let me go." "I let you go, but who let go of my heart?"