sailor maes

This novel is about a man who goes out into the world and tries to do his best to fulfill his dream of becoming the greatest sailor the world has ever seen.

Sialor Of The Constellation: Lu Xinghe was nothing more than an ordinary university student, living between books, silence, and a life that never truly felt like his own. Until one day, in a city library, he finished reading a strange journal about sailing across the sky—about the Star Sea, floating islands, and navigators chosen by the stars. When he turned the final page, the sky “answered.” He woke up in someone else’s body. Edward Grahambell, a rookie Sailor who had just survived a cosmic storm… and a wanted fugitive accused of stealing Star Essence. In this world, Star Essence is the core of dead stars—something that can be consumed and refined into power. But every use carries a cost, slowly pushing the body toward cosmic collapse. Sailors travel alone in small sailing ships across seas of clouds, while powerful organizations hunt those who break the laws of the sky. And Edward—or rather Lu Xinghe inside Edward’s body—has no crew, no protection, and no clear way home. Only the memory of a book, a small ship drifting in the endless Star Sea, and a world that now sees him as a criminal. In this sky, true Sailors do not simply sail. They survive. They are hunted. And in the end… they are either chosen by the stars, or destroyed by them.

Hahito Kessaku is a 16 year old boy who dreams of living a normal life while leaving behind his old life he is enrolled in Kanpekina academy where he learns to connect with others and experience what it means to be loved

In a world torn apart by endless war, where nations clash and borders burn, one man stands apart—a lone specter of death on the battlefield. Jacob Black, the Oni of the West, carves his legend in blood, his katana singing through the chaos of a fractured Earth. With raven-black hair and storm-grey eyes, he moves like a shadow, cutting down foes with ruthless precision, unbound by flag or loyalty. But fate is a cruel trickster. Ambushed by a rain of arrows marked with a serpent’s eye, Jacob’s world erupts in blinding light. Dead? Not quite. Instead, he’s thrust into a strange new realm by Raphael, a crimson-haired enigma with golden eyes and a dangerous grin. “You’ve been chosen,” Raphael declares, offering Jacob a chance to reshape his destiny in a world where desires become reality. Wary and blade-ready, Jacob faces an impossible truth: his past as a warrior, born between empires and forged in slaughter, is only the beginning. What awaits in this new world? And what secrets did his father’s betrayal hide? Dive into a gripping saga of relentless combat, cunning betrayal, and a warrior’s quest to conquer not just enemies, but fate itself. Will the Oni of the West rise again, or will this new world break him? Read now to unleash the storm!

Ever just woke up and wondered to yourself 'What the fuck', yea me too... seriously though. I died, or so I thought. Apparently not, now I have to figure everything out about this new world while avoiding dying for 'real'; I guess next time might be my last.

an immortal's tragedy.

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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?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

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.