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This is what I've believe in. Don't judge me without knowing my STORY! Wattpad: @theBonaFide_NyNy

A girl named Lenny is about a girl who gets caught by a group a thief’s. She then gets rescued from a vampire. “You really need to be more careful.” He told her, “Aren’t you going to thank me.” She didn’t realize who she was talking to and she wanted to know who he was. “Who are you?” She asked calmly. He stood there just looking at her. She waited patiently for his response. “I’m...” he paused, “I’m your King.” She stood there in shock on who was holding her. It was the King! She thought to her self.

In a world where humans and aliens coexist, advanced technology has given rise to "lenses" – devices that enhance human abilities. These range from basic cognitive boosts to superhuman strength and even mystical powers derived from slain deities. This technological advancement has created a stark divide between the utopian, solar-punk city of Eden Reach and the impoverished, cyberpunk district of Gridlock. Eden Reach, a gleaming beacon of progress, enjoys the benefits of clean energy, advanced technology, and harmonious coexistence. Gridlock, however, remains a shadow of its former self, plagued by poverty, crime, and the remnants of a forgotten past. The story follows a group of rebels known as the "Dystopians," who operate from the shadows of Gridlock. They aim to steal powerful prototype lenses from Leviathan, the powerful organization that controls their distribution and use. This heist, however, will have unforeseen consequences, drawing them into a conflict that threatens to tear apart the fragile peace between Eden Reach and Gridlock, and unleash forces that could shatter the very foundations of their world.

World's with Legend having in them, With terrifyingly experts with infinite ambitions. But there was entitys who was above all, some says they was like deity, some say they was God, some say they was only legend. No one seen them they was only legend. Some say they avatars of single entity. Let's find out In this Endless Legend.

In einer Welt des ständigen Wettbewerbs strebt ein Mann nach der Spitze. In diesem neuen Genre VRMMORPG will er um jeden Preis der Stärkste werden. Die Klassen, die Rassen, die Startzonen, alles ist ein Geheimnis in "New Eden". Das Spiel kommt ohne ein Fitzelchen an Details auf den Markt. Das einzige, was angepriesen wurde, war die freie Wahl der Fähigkeiten. Unser Protagonist Alexander, Gamer-Tag Astaroth, hat schon immer davon geträumt, ein E-Sport-Athlet zu werden. Seine Eltern unterstützten seinen Traum, aber sie sind nicht mehr von dieser Welt. Er hat die feste Absicht, es in diesem neuen Spiel zu schaffen, wenn schon nicht für sich selbst, so doch zumindest, um ihr Andenken zu ehren. Da er keine Ahnung hat, wie er seinen Charakter spielen will, wählt Alexander die geheimnisvollste Startrasse. Wird dies sein Weg zum Erfolg oder sein Untergang sein? Der Spielassistent hat sicherlich das Letztere gedacht. "Mach, was du willst, junger Abenteurer. Ich möchte nur Folgendes hinzufügen. Komm nicht mit Beschwerden zurück, wenn du merkst, dass du die falsche Wahl getroffen hast", sagte die Elfe und sah ihn mit deutlichem Hass an. "Das werden wir ja sehen", erwiderte Alexander knapp. "Ich liebe Herausforderungen", fügte er hinzu. "Nun gut!", brummte die Elfe. "Ich wünsche dir das Abenteuer deines Lebens, so kurz es auch dauern mag", fügte er sarkastisch hinzu. Vor ihm liegt ein ungewisser Weg, der mit Prüfungen und Entbehrungen gefüllt ist. Aber eines ist in seinen Augen klar. Er wird der stärkste Spieler im Spiel werden, auch wenn er dafür über Berge von Leichen gehen muss. Vorbei sind die Zeiten, in denen er umsonst hart gearbeitet hat, jetzt geht es um alles oder nichts! Ich habe jetzt einen Discord, in dem ihr euch mit anderen Lesern und mir unterhalten könnt. Es gibt auch Kanäle, um über neue Waffen, Charaktere, Klassen oder Monster zu diskutieren, die ihr vielleicht entwerfen und in die Geschichte einbauen wollt. Ich werde immer die Person erwähnen, die diese Dinge entworfen hat, seid versichert. Der Link lautet https://discord.gg/68kPqbSFrN

five heroes stood together and save the world but 5 Milena has passed and only four heroes remember and I was the only one forgotten...

Zen came to the East-Wing Warriors Academy during his mandatory cooldown period. After years as a war veteran in a world of elemental warfare, the cost of a choice he had made was finally catching up to his body. The choice to become the one this cruel world could always rely on to hold the line when everything else was failing. The very power that gave him the ability to protect others was also taking away his time. Something he had already made peace with. His journey wasn't over yet — not until he had every Authority he was looking for. But he needed to find the people he could pass it on to before the journey ended. Fallen Elementals is an anime-style slow-burn character tragedy about what happens when the strongest person in the room is also the one dying fastest. Expect: • Long-term storytelling. • Character and group dynamics. • Occasional slice of life and comedy. • Ensemble POV & Found family.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.