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When Shen Fei awakened as a Summoner, he also awakened the talent: gaining Golden Terms as his level goes up, and he's able to grant terms to his Summoned Beasts. [Mountain Giant] + [Vast Heaven Overlord Body] = [Vast Heaven Holy Spirit] [Flame Spirit] + [Great Five Elements Skill] = [Five Elements Empress] [Yin Ghost's Thorn] + [Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Skill] = [Stabbing Immortal]

*Excerpt* “I’m not going anywhere.” Sky said cutting him off as she gave him a cold, rage-filled smile. The male also smiled back; his grey eyes filled with delight. “Then I challenge you.” He said. Sky pulled her fans from their belt. “Fine. Dain Caellustria is the witness. I’ll get him and meet you at-” “Why go anywhere?” The male asked conversationally as Sky felt air moving above her head. She jumped to her right as a blade of air slammed into the ground. She dodged again as a yellow gray bolt of air flew at her. Left, right, back, down, over, she moved. She knew she couldn’t keep this up though. Unfurling her fans, she ran at him, dodging as she closed the distance. A big, blue-gray cloud appeared in her path and seeing it, Sky hesitated a second too long. One of the smaller darts bit into her left side. She was too angry to feel it, even though it tore deep into her flesh. The cloud started moving for her. As quickly as she could, she spoke the words for the magic shield spell. It exploded into being around her just in time. The cloud hit it and a violent wave of magical energy ricocheted back at the male. He doubled over as it slammed him into the wall. This was her chance! Sky surged forward breaking her shield spell and sliced at him with her fans. He grinned and spun, a sword flashing into existence in his hand. Hastily, Sky twisted to the side. The male’s thrust went past her. He swung sideways at her. Sky blocked with her right fan while she struck for his neck with her left. She felt a pop in her right wrist as the male jerked back out of her reach. Spinning forward with her fan blades out, Sky pressed him back. She kept up a furious string of attacks but everyone she made he countered at the last second. Then she realized it. He was toying with her. Seeing the expression on her face change, the male smiled and began attacking in earnest. It was all Sky could do to block. As she spun to the left to avoid his sword, a dagger that she hadn’t seen traced fire down her back as it cut her deeply. Sky staggered panting as she tried to catch her breath. “You know, you’re pretty good.” The male jeered. Sky looked at him. He was smiling again but it didn’t reach his eyes. They looked like death. “You’re just no match for me...

...There was a moment of silence between us. After a while I broke it, "Okay, so Mr.Crazy, what makes you think that if you break up with Chiamaka, I'll date you?" "You feel the same way about me", he said inching closer. "What?" I asked my heart rate accelerating. "Don't you?" He asked. My breathing increased. His face was now less than an inch from mine. He tilted my head up a bit and I drew in a breath knowing what was coming. Before I could properly process my next line of action, he crashed his lips against mine. I shut my eyes at the feel of his lips against mine. I tried to steady my breath as my heart raced in my chest. I felt the urge to kiss back, and somehow, it felt right at that point... **** When Chiamaka became friends with Alya, the last thing she expected was for her boyfriend, Ifeanyi, to rekindle the suppressed feelings he once had for her new best friend. Alya, a pessimist in the making, who lacks interest in a majority of things happening around her never expected her last year in highschool to be any different from the rest of her years in school. In simple words, she expected NOTHING to happen. But life doesn't always work out as planned as she has to deal with a terrible slip of a long time secret, a crazy best friend and a crush she's not so sure of coupled with a sudden uninvited guest. Could she have been wrong to imagine her final year in highschool passing JUST LIKE THAT.

[WARNING!! THIS NOVEL CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND WORDS THAT SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND UPSETTING. VIEWERS DESCRETION IS ADVISED] Glen and Charlotte were two best friends who fell in love with a trashy, self centered, rich and womanizing man, they knew what they were getting themselves into, but they blindly indulged in a pointless relationship with the handsome young man who was just there for the pleasure. Charlotte died after birthing the child she had in her short relationship with Henry, he traveled shortly after she tried to impose the responsibility of her child on him. Glen was now the only one left with to care for the remnants of Charlotte, but then Henry returned to claim the child and Glen was not ready to give up Charlotte’s child.

Roset only planned a short holiday abroad. But when bombs destroy her homeland overnight, she becomes a refugee in a country that is not her own, grieving, lost, and with no family left. The government offers her one impossible choice: enter a program that matches refugees with citizens seeking wives, move to a remote town, and help rebuild the future… or face a life of uncertainty and exile. Her new husband, Hino, is kind but a stranger. Their marriage begins as survival but slowly, through shared meals, quiet traditions, and the birth of their daughter, something deeper begins to grow. Just as Roset begins to believe she has found a new home, a single message shatters her world again: her brother, thought to be dead, is alive. Bringing him into her fragile new family means confronting old grief, new bonds, and the challenge of blending the past with the future she is building. From the ruins of loss to the quiet peace of a rural life, this is a story of resilience, love born from necessity, and the family you create when the world takes everything away. What does it mean to start over when your past still lingers and can a heart scarred by loss truly learn to feel whole again?

Lux loves being The Runner of the LSD (Luxembourg Spy Department) until he meets Rostov, a banker who wants this story to end on page one. Rostov is in so much trouble that shooting himself seems the only wise thing to do, but even suicide doesn't work out as planned. Lux offers to help: "You better drown yourself in the bathtub and save me the work of cleaning up blood and brain tissue." Lux and Rostov join forces. Lux has grit, wit and it, and Rostov needs only one hit to release a shipload of shit. Together they cause a roller coaster of disasters in and around the five-star Prestigio International Hotel in Geneva, on a mission to solve two questions: what happened to the President of the First Bank of Moscow, and what's inside the suitcase that Rostov lost?

Knowledge is a blessing. It is also a curse. Harvoth wasn’t raised to right the world’s wrongs or save his race from extinction, but that’s the burden he feels has fallen on his shoulders. After years in a coma, Harvoth wakes up with his path completely changed, surrounded by a cage made from his own desires. To break out of that he must remember what he’s fighting for, to be one with the world or to go against what seeks to corrupt it, creating something far better from the ashes. Using his powers over nature and knowledge of life taught to him by his people, Harvoth will continue to learn what makes it all work. To do so, it will require him to understand far more than what his world holds, to comprehend the countless cycles across reality itself. What to expect: - 2 chapters a week, which will be raised over time (Monday & Friday) - 1.5k - 3k words per chapter (Depends on content) - Slow burn and long series - Unique power system - Nonhuman MC with a love of nature and farming - Brutal and magic based fantasy setting - A lot of weird creatures with weirder powers - No generative AI used, only spellcheck Cover made by Chris Era --- This has been posted on Royal Road by myself and I am now adding it onto Scribblehub, and Webnovel. If found on any other websites, it has not been done with my consent or knowledge, so please report it.

What if you had the power to manipulate dreams into reality? Where would your limits lie?

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

On the third day of giving him the silent treatment, Hawkins—my fiancé and the family's Underboss—green-lit a Bahamian vacation for his mistress, Ivana. He thought I would fly into a rage, just like always. I didn't. A month later, he returned, and then he saw it—I had changed. He championed Ivana, handing her the lucrative job of forging antique bonds. He expected me to fly into a rage. I didn't. I just took the fall for her blunder. He destroyed the credibility I had built, just so she could cement her position. I swallowed it all in silence. Ivana gloated. "See? I told you. You can't go head-to-head with Alessa. Just give her the cold shoulder—she'll cave. She's terrified of losing you. That's why she'll fall in line." Hawkins believed every word. He even praised her for being clever. Then he pulled me aside, showering me with jewelry, a new Aston Martin, and even talk of a grand wedding. It was the first time he'd ever mentioned it. But he missed one detail: while he was off handling a rival family, he had already approved my application for a "long-term leave." And I had already dumped him. Just like that. A clean break.