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When life gives you mysterious potions… chug first, ask questions never. Blaine was having a perfectly normal day—until he wasn’t. One blink later, he’s transmigrated into the twisted world of Lord of the Mysteries, where logic takes a vacation and secrets have teeth. Before he can say, “Where’s my system?” he accidentally downs a potion and wakes up as a full-time Secrets Suppliant (comes with free headaches, divine side-eye, and a 90% risk of insanity). Now he’s stuck juggling cryptic gods and overly dramatic cults. But hey, someone’s gotta slay the True Creator and crush the Aurora Order. --- What to expect - Strong Mc But not OP(later on) - hates the aurora order - cool powers - 2 days per day minimum Join us here: https://discord.gg/Gut3w8xgC9 If you can’t, no worries at all — I’m just happy you’re here!

There stood a seemingly ordinary shepherd named Turan from Hisaril Hill. Having lived while hiding his talent as a great archwizard, he finally steps out into the world. A boy shaped by those he deemed worthy of respect, journeys to find out where he truly belongs in the world. I am not the original author of this novel I just find WebNovel easier to use for listening and thought I would move this novel here. If you wish to find the original translator and help them out you can look up the novel name.

Accidentally traveled through time, swallowed the magic potion, and became a secret praying person - what awaits the protagonist Luke is the Lord's gift, or despair and madness? Luke doesn't know, he just kills, kills, kills. "Kill the Aurora Society, kill the real creator, and I will become the last shepherd." Fanfiction of the Lord of Mysteries, the shepherd's path. RAW: 诡秘：最后一个牧羊人

The shepherd boy Turan has a secret that no one knows. It is the fact that he is a descendant of god, a wizard.

Accidentally traveled through time, swallowed the beyonder characteristic and became a Secrets Suppliant - what awaits the protagonist Caesar is the Lord's gift, or despair and madness? Caesar doesn't know, he just keep killing. "Kill the Aurora Order kill the True Creator, and I will become the last shepherd." Original :诡秘：最后一个牧羊人

Accidentally traveled through time, swallowed the magic potion, and became a secret praying person - what awaits the protagonist Lu Ze is the Lord's gift, or despair and madness? Lu Ze doesn't know, he just kills, kills, kills. "Kill the Aurora Society, kill the real creator, and I will become the last shepherd." Fanfiction of the Lord of Mysteries Patreon.com/Itsdragonking for early chapters

Not many would believe Derek Hale if he told people he had a soul mate. But to give him the benefit of the doubt, he never had to say that. That is until I come in. Colette is a blind Omega, running from her past. She eventually stumbles upon Beacon Hills and its many secrets. Derek has no need for a mate, nor is he wanting one, that is until he met Colette, everything changed for him. Colette has major trust issues, but if you knew about her past, you wouldn't blame her... Secrets and lies follow their journey.

Sam was reading another Skyrim fanfic, and personally, Dragonborn Saga was his absolute favorite. The Main Character's name was Jonhild Firemane, and there was a ton of twists that made him want to do his own adventure. He always wanted to go on an adventure of his own someday, and as he thought about that, he decided to start up his Xbox One S, heading straight to Skyrim as he did so. He knows there's not that many mods he can use on there, but it's all he had, as he doesn't know how to play computer or VR version, mainly because he never owned the systems, but something was strange. The screen remained black. (I do not own Skyrim. I do not own Dragonborn Saga, which is owned by El_Don. I got the idea to do my own try at this, and I promise I won't try and copy anything, but there's a lot of the same adventures I'll need to go through to make this one a solid book to be on its own weight. Please support El_Don's story, and El_Don, you may contact me if you don't want me to write a story with your story mentioned, though I'm American and only 18, so I don't know what I'll be able to do)

I died quietly on a couch that smelled of instant ramen and regret. I woke up chained to a throne of obsidian fire, wearing the skin that ended worlds before breakfast. They called the body War. The First Horseman. The Red Rider. The last being in all creation who still believed humanity was worth saving. I am not him. I am Elias Kane, thirty-four years old, former data janitor, current parasite inside a god-killing machine. Every morning I look into eyes that have watched Eden burn and ask the only question that still matters: If I put the sword down, will the screaming finally stop? If I pick it up again, will I still remember why I ever wanted it to? The Imperium calls me saint and daemon in the same breath. Abaddon offers me a throne built from the bones of my brothers. The Charred Council begs. Khorne laughs. And somewhere, very far away, three other Horsemen are waking up because the one who kept the Balance no longer believes in it. This is not a story about becoming strong. This is a story about discovering how weak you have to be to carry someone else’s apocalypse. Warhammer 40,000 × Darksiders fanfiction. All related characters and settings belong to Games Workshop and Vigil Games/THQ Nordic.

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—"