astraea

"What do you want to know?" He asked then he continued walking. "Why do you have an army?" Brylee was the first one to ask. "One, to protect the mountain. Two, to find the descendants. Three, to protect them." He gave them a direct answer. "If the descendants have gifts, why the need to protect them?" This time it was Briony who asked. "Even though they have gifts, not everyone could protect themselves like you. Not all have physical strengths and speed. You'll find out what I mean when you started to meet them. For now, you cannot meet everyone since they are in the city." He replied with his thick accent. "You said you protect them, from who?" Brina asked in a way that one could tell that the gears in her head are working. "Humans," He casually said as he continued to walk on a never-ending land of snow. The sun is shining but it did nothing to warm them. "Humans?" Bianca looks astounded. "Supernatural may seemed to be powerful and greedy at the beginning but as years gone by and humans had taken over the world they become more powerful and greedy. They wouldn't be on top of the food chain if they were not." He speaks as if he has a deep hatred towards humans. "Aren't you human?" Brylee asked making Gavril laugh. "You do not understand it, do you?" He said with a mocking tone. **** Lorcan Villan trained his five nieces to become bounty hunters just like him without the knowledge of their overprotective, distrustful father, his brother. They were strong, smart, assertive, ruthless, bloodthirsty, and curious. Those were the traits of his nieces and he believed that they just wanted to become bounty hunters to quench their thirst for adventure. But little did he know that his nieces possess special gifts that they wanted to put into use by bounty hunting. And as they hunt for fugitives, they unexpectedly encountered people that could tell them where and to whom they got their gifts. They will soon realize that there is a better way to utilize their gifts and that is to protect themselves from those who are hunting them.

A Kingdom ruled by a King named Astraea. Many plot against their majesty, for the King is a mutated woman. She travels outside in her free time as a girl named Aurora, to visit friends and experience life as a normal human being. However, as one of the last surviving red-eyed mutants, she encounters a strange group of knights and a plan to ruin her life... or not. —————————————————————————— This is an original novel by SakuraPanda

"Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinitepower of our light." Princess Ilene's troubles seemed rather foolish before Astraea's era of darkness. She would complain on how she was not getting enough attention from her father, and on how she didn't want to marry her best friend. She wished she had married her best friend. After her father's death, everything she knew and loved fell one by one until she was left with nothing but her father's words. She was shocked on how soon she became nothing.She wanted to die and forget that her kingdom ever existed. But she couldn't. Her father's words haunted her, chilling her to the bone every time she wanted to forget. She soon realized it was her who had to save her kingdom and there was no hiding from it.

When he finished reading Radiance of the Blade Saint, he thought it was just another web novel. That night, he died. He awakens inside the story - not as the hero, not as the villain, but as Cadet #317: a background student destined to die during the academy’s midterm dungeon collapse. Survival probability: 12%. Bound to a mysterious system known as the Chronicle Distortion Interface, he discovers he is an anomaly - an existence not protected by fate, not recorded by the script. In a world governed by mana, aura, and forbidden abyssal magic, every decision he makes alters the original plot. The hero begins to notice changes. The villains act earlier than they should. Hidden factions move in the shadows. And the more he survives… the more the story fractures. To live, he must rewrite destiny itself. But what if the novel was never meant to be saved?

Heart made of gold, she was bold, innocence run in her blood, she was a queen, unloved, but love was all she knew to give, destined for more, to lead, is what she was made for. *************************** ASTRAEA: Goddess of innocence.

Join Astraea in her journey to find the truth among lies in this thrilling tale of her people. When she discovers the truth about her magic and the magic of others, what will she do with this knowledge? Will she choose right or wrong?

When Shivay was born, he already knew who he was. His identity had not been erased by death or rebirth. Somewhere deep within his consciousness, his name, his past, and his purpose remained intact. Yet one truth continued to trouble him—he did not know where he was. Was this the afterlife? Or had he truly been born again? Trapped in the body of a newborn, Shivay could not understand the rules of this existence. The world felt solid, real, and bound by time—nothing like the realms beyond life he remembered. And yet, it was unfamiliar. Too fragile. Too limited. He could think clearly, but he could not act. He could remember, but he could not speak. That was when the question arose within him: Does reincarnation truly exist? Shivay did not believe reincarnation was a simple cycle where souls endlessly returned. If that were true, everyone would remember. Everyone would awaken. But they did not. Most lived and died without ever knowing what came before. So why had he returned? The answer slowly formed within him—not as words, but as certainty. He had been born again because his story was unfinished. This was not a reward. It was not punishment either. His rebirth was a necessity. Something beyond gods, beyond fate, had chosen continuity over ending. Shivay realized that reincarnation was real—but only when existence itself required it. Still, many questions remained unanswered. Why had he been born into this world? Who would help him in this fragile form? And whose help was he meant to give? Shivay sensed that someone, somewhere, was waiting—someone connected to the same imbalance that had pulled him back from death. Their paths would cross not by coincidence, but by purpose. Until then, others would guide him unknowingly, protecting him, raising him, preparing him for the moment when his awareness and strength would align. For now, Shivay could only wait. He would grow. He would observe. And he would endure the silence of childhood. Because one day, when the truth finally revealed itself, Shivay would understand not only why he was reborn—but who he was meant to help, and who would help him in return. Until that day, he remained a king in memory… and a child in the world.

Marcus is abducted and forced to act as a Champion of a forgotten god in a series of Olympic-like games. He is good at finding exploits in game systems and treats his new found existence the same.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.