firm foundations

In the True Apex Supreme Heaven, countless beings walk the path towards immortality struggling to forge a path to the peak. In the small Xing empire in a border region between two battling righteous and demonic superpowers a man is robbed of his place and forced to find a new path inside of the Azure Rain Sword Sect in a backwater lesser territory known as the twisted territories. Centuries later Fan Zhong, a young heir to a clan inside a small valley within the twisted territories, begins his own path along the martial way. The will of the heavens is profound and mysterious causing these two to walk forward one bitter step at a time, what drives them to live on and preserve? What can allow someone to walk the bitter path of hardship and sorrow? To live as a mortal is to be brief as a spark but to withstand eternity an unshakeable will is the lowest requirement. To achieve such a lofty goal your roots must be firm and your Dao heart unshakeable so that no one under heaven can deny your immortal foundations! Updates: Everday until backlog runes out then, 2-3 / week M~W~F

The year is 476 AD. The great beast that is the Western Roman Empire lies dying. Outside the fog bound walls of Ravenna, the barbarian king Odoacer waits with patient hunger, ready to claim the corpse of a civilization that ruled the world for a thousand years. Inside the cold halls of the imperial palace sits Romulus Augustus. He is only fifteen years old. To the world, he is nothing more than a puppet emperor, a boy wearing a crown too heavy for his head. A placeholder draped in purple silk, waiting for history to finally turn the page on Rome. Even his own people whisper behind his back, calling him the Little Disgrace. Then fate strikes with merciless clarity. When his father, the empire’s last true protector, dies in the mud, the illusion of safety shatters. The siege tightens. Romulus is abandoned. His generals are traitors searching for a new master, and his own guards prepare to trade the boy’s life for their survival. He is trapped in a city ready to surrender its emperor to the butchers beyond the gates. But despair does not kill him. In the deepest depths of fear and grief, something else awakens. The frightened boy breaks. Romulus refuses to become a sacrificial lamb. Armed only with a stolen dagger and a burning hunger for vengeance, he crawls out of his besieged city through the filth of its sewers, not to flee, but to hunt. Tonight, the young Caesar dies. And something far more dangerous takes his place. History has already written Rome’s obituary. But the Wolf of Ravenna is about to rewrite it in blood. WRSF Patreon: https://patreon.com/WRSFTheImperialArchives?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink WRSF Discord: https://discord.gg/DarxBKRe

Wujin Ji is a transmigrator because of course he is! however, he's upset. how come all of these other transmigrators skip realms all the time?! he will focus steadily, enhance his foundation, and only then will he advance! ( read if you enjoy chaotic stories, an overpowered character, and insanely fast paced stories. ) expect chapters in the range of 2k-4k words

"Some wounds don't leave scars-they leave walls." Andreanne is an expert at two things: hitting deadlines and protecting her daughter. After escaping a relationship that left her spirit fractured and her trust in pieces, she's built a life where "love" is a four-letter word she no longer uses. Her heart is under a permanent lock and key, and that's exactly how she likes it. But when a new presence at the office begins to notice the woman behind the spreadsheets, Andreanne's carefully constructed world starts to flicker. He's everything she's afraid of-kind, persistent, and real. Can Andreanne learn to clock out of her past, or is the cost of opening up too high a price to pay?

He doesn’t know why the sword fits his hand so well. Why the techniques come too easily. Or why people keep expecting him to fail. Daniel never belonged in this world—but now that he’s in it, he’s making it his. One quiet move at a time. When a political marriage ties him to the empire’s most dangerous noble house, he keeps his head down and builds a system no one understands—except maybe the man who lived in his body before him. A dead genius. An unfinished interface. A world about to burn. He doesn’t need love. He needs time. And if no one stops him… he’s going to change everything.

After years of conflicts between the representatives of the territories, they reached an agreement that originated a transitory peace through anonymity between them. Power-hungry rulers created a school in which young people from each of the six territories must find the representatives who hide their identity, sparking disputes to find them and hand them over to their government. Marinep in her desire to protect her territory is involved in various problems. Will she be able to keep her land and those she loves safe? Hidden underground are signs of war

Yu Jin , an everyday layman reincarnated into doomed dark fantasy indie game. Filled with all sorts of grotesque, horror things one can imagine. It is story man reincarnated in literal hell where survival is not any option or choice. Even merciful death cannot guarantee end to his sufferings. (Author- It's my first novel I am working on. Apologies for inconsistent or grammatical errors. Trying best to work on it .)

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"