kearria freed story

A world where magical, mythological and fantasy beings live in the human world in harmony after long years of war with their own world called Genesis. By breaking the gap that separated both worlds, some Genisians as humans are against creating serious problems. Seeing this situation, the government decides to create an organization that keeps both worlds in order, therefore humans and Genisians will receive the same rights as a sentence in case of committing an illegal act. Our group of apprentices and tutors will give their best as teachings to preserve a peace that is just beginning while they themselves deal with their personal problems.

In a world plagued by the Carrington Event, where communication collapses and chaos reigns, a select few individuals find themselves bestowed with extraordinary abilities, each represented by a tarot card. Among them is Eros Hermes, a determined seeker of truth, whose quest for forbidden knowledge leads him to unravel the mysteries of the hierarchy of the universe. Guided by his insatiable curiosity and the allure of power, Eros embarks on a perilous journey, navigating the paths of both the physical and metaphysical realms. As he delves deeper into the secrets hidden within the fabric of reality, he discovers the existence of 21 contract holders, each harboring their own ambitions and agendas. With allies and adversaries alike vying for control over the fate of humanity, Eros must outwit them all. Bound by knowledge yet freed by silence, Eros's fate becomes intertwined with the very essence of existence itself, leading him on a thrilling odyssey of discovery, danger, and ultimately, godhood. In the wake of the Carrington's cosmic sway, Lost are the voices that once guided the day. Gifted with might beyond mortal ken, Each soul marked by a tarot's golden pen. How shall humanity dance in this twisted fray? Will they hold fast, or scatter away? Amidst the chaos, the contract holders stand, To wield their power, or with a higher purpose, band? Enter Eros, seeker of truths untold, Bound by his quest, his ambition bold. Through realms unseen, his path winds and twirls, Yet shall he emerge, or be lost in the shadows' swirls?

Tom Lionheart, born to a family full of mystery, was sent to Japan for his high school years. Where he fell in love with his girlfriend, Aoi Yamada, only to be betrayed by his close friends. Being made a fool for believing in Aoi, the whole school, the family, and the kids were summoned to another world on the day of family meetings in his second year. Little did they know Tom Lionheart's family was Earth's most potent magic user. Tom's parents were Emperor-level mages, and his three older sisters were Saint-level users in their own right, but Tom was the only God-level Elemental warrior. The only God-level user in all of Earth is freed from Earth's restraints. Now that the covenant on Earth does apply to them, what will become of the Lionheart family?

Nathalie sacrifices everything for Benjamin—her love, her talent, even enduring his cold neglect—only to watch him prioritize his childhood sweetheart, Holly. Publicly humiliated and betrayed, she survives kidnapping when Benjamin abandons her, only to be rescued by Daniel, a mysterious mafia heir. After divorcing Benjamin, Nathalie rebuilds her life, transforming into a powerhouse designer. Years later, when a smug Benjamin offers reconciliation, she reveals her dazzling success and engagement to Daniel. Now, the man who once dismissed her grovels in regret—but Nathalie’s vengeance is complete: she’s no longer the forgotten wife, but the woman who outshone them all.

She offered him a contract. He didn’t know it would cost him everything... including his heart. Han Jiayan is a poor but brilliant college student juggling part-time jobs and a drowning family. Love betrayed him once, and life hasn’t stopped testing him since. When the breathtakingly powerful heiress Li Xinyue—CEO of one of the Four Great Families—offers him a marriage contract, his pride screams no. But hunger, bills, and desperation whisper otherwise. Li Xinyue doesn't trust easily. Cold, brilliant, and stunningly beautiful, she's always had everything under control—until her family tries to force her into an arranged marriage. Her solution? Hire a husband she can control. Someone pliant, quiet, and poor. Someone like Han Jiayan. But neither of them expected to fall into their own trap. As status collides with survival, and power meets vulnerability, their hearts begin to betray their roles. Amid jealousy, secrets, corporate battles, and emotional scars, a fake marriage starts to feel dangerously real. Can a love born from control blossom into something true? Or will the walls around their hearts shatter them before they surrender? --- A fiery heiress. A struggling genius. A contract signed in desperation—and a love neither saw coming. Welcome to a story where dominance tangles with devotion, and love grows… beneath her command. ---

In order to return to Earth, Karami has raised and freed his slaves admirably. But the slaves cling to Karami and don't want to be separated. “.....I'm going to find Karami.” “.....Why???”

What's after death? What's after sin? What's after suicide? Drink after drink, pill after pill, lonely night after lonely night can only take someone so far. The angels above can't save you. You can't even save yourself. So what now when your still lonely, still numb? When there is no tomorrow? What now? (I'm trynna upload all the pages I have so far and am continuing to write a lot more! Also If your confused on the first couple segments keep reading! My intention is to have a diary vibe to this book where you earn along the way. Kinda a rewarding vie once your start learning little by little. Stay tuned?)

‎A boy wakes up in a cellar. No name. No memory. Only a collar around his neck and blood on his head. Nineteen other children stand around him, eyes shut, silent, like statues arranged by someone else's hand. ‎That night, a voice answers inside his mind. ‎ ‎"Axiom. System designation. Active." ‎ ‎Axiom gives him knowledge, not comfort. A floor plan. A choice. A way out. He takes it, and by morning, he is gone from the mansion, alone in a forest built to kill the people who enter it. ‎ ‎He learns fast, because the forest does not wait. He hunts. He builds. He breathes in a fixed pattern, over and over, chasing a strength called Qi. Axiom gives him functions, tools, and cold, useful silence whenever he asks for more than it wants to give. ‎ ‎"Why won't you answer me?" he asks once. ‎ ‎Axiom does not reply. It never explains itself. It only gives what it decides he needs. ‎ ‎Then one memory returns, and it is not Axiom's. ‎ ‎A room. A lamp. A voice, warm and sure. "You have it. The talent. I don't say that to everyone." ‎ ‎He does not know who spoke those words. He does not know why the memory came back on its own, with no pressure behind his eyes, no cold certainty. For the first time since the cellar, something about him did not come from Axiom. ‎ ‎Years pass inside a place where time does not move the same way. He fights. He dies, again and again, in a space where death costs him nothing but memory. He grows stronger, stage by stage, but every answer only brings more questions. Who built Axiom. Why him. Who was he before the collar. ‎ ‎He has not forgotten the nineteen children either. He left them standing in the dark, and the promise he made them stays with him, quiet but constant, the same way the memory does. ‎ ‎His goal is simple to say and hard to reach: find out who he was, and go back for what he left behind. --- Hi! I have so many plans for this the more I have harder for me to put it all. This story is going to be on hiatus for a few days. ‎

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?"

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—"