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Wei Lingyue was born to stand beside an emperor. Instead, she was framed, stripped of her name, and thrown to the streets like a discarded scroll. The nobles who once bowed to her House now spit at its memory. The Crown Prince she was betrothed to did not lift a single finger to save her. But they made one mistake. They let her live. Alone and hunted, Lingyue begins to uncover a truth far more dangerous than court politics — a divine bloodline sleeping in her veins, dormant for a thousand years, tied to the Spirit Veil where gods and demons breathe. The more she survives, the louder the spirits whisper her name. Then she crosses paths with Shen Wuchen. Once the most feared general in the Tianlong Dynasty. Now a branded traitor, exiled and cursed, carrying the weight of a massacre he did not commit. He wants nothing from the world except to clear his name and disappear. She thinks he is a killer. He thinks she is trouble. They are both right. But fate is not finished with either of them. As the Tianlong Dynasty fractures from within — four factions clawing for the throne, a hidden sect tearing at the boundary between the mortal world and the Spirit Veil, and a dead bloodline suddenly very much alive — Lingyue and Wuchen are pulled into the eye of a storm neither can escape. She was cast out by the court. Now the court will learn what they threw away. Some women fall when they are broken. Wei Lingyue learned to cultivate in the dark.

The Vermillion Throne is the epic tale of an empire at its height, yet poised on the brink of what could be a devastating descent into ruin. Told from the viewpoints of numerous characters, it is a sweeping saga of murder and magic (portrayed both as a powerful religion and a forbidden art), of deception and betrayal, of Machiavellian politics, star-crossed lovers, and a realm facing war on every front.

"Kill the prince before he destroys the world, you only have 18 years," the Goddess ordered. Cleon is a special reincarnation who is reborn with his memories and abilities in his previous life. He gets a task from the Goddess to kill the prince who will cause the destruction of the world. A magic from the demon lord turned the world into chaos, people disappeared without a trace and scattered in a very strange place. Cleon's adventure begins, with the provision of his ability to survive various obstacles on his journey. Create his own army to carry out his duties.

Western VRMMO【DEMONDAL】was known for its extremely harsh game system. To begin with, there were no levels. There were no skills. There were no guilds. There was no inventory. There were no convenient system messages or maps of any kind either. It was so needlessly realistic that it was already basically a VR life simulator. As for anything game-like, it was basically limited to weapon masteries; a proficiency level that you got from using your weapon, as well as physical strength that increased as well. That was it. It was a fantasy game so there was magic, but forming a contract with a spirit was extremely difficult, and only 1% of the playerbase were magicians. In this VR game【DEMONDAL】that was ridiculously close to reality, the protagonist Kei who was a well known mounted archery expert, was one day sent to another world with his Russian【DEMONDAL】friend. The game that was severe to begin with had turned into a reality, and the harshness increased again―― This novel is slow-burn.

C’est l’histoire d’Osric, un homme transmigré dans ce monde, mais en réalité réincarné en un jeune elfe masculin nommé Casirisse Nightingale, adopté par un étrange esprit qui veille sur lui. Plus Casirisse en apprend sur ce monde, plus il se rend compte des dangers qui l’attendent. Il a été transmigré avec un système de connexion.

“When the gutter’s sharpest blade dies, Heaven misplaces her soul… and the Underworld hands her a nightmare of a second life.” She was once just Alley-rat Ines—a shadow-blade who harvested lives faster than a Mario speed-run. Then a job exploded in her face—literally—all the resurrection jades in the world should’ve still left her scattered like incense ash in the wind but She drops straight through the void of nothingness, and crash-lands inside a delicate body belonging to no other but Ines Vermillion and Now she’s stuck in the Vast Heavenly Dominion, where: Ancient bloodlines trade secrets like spirit stones. Cultivators crack open Maera Gates to bully the heavens. A living ring fuses to her finger—granting her a pocket dimension and a mouthy spirit beast that calls her “thief-girl” every three breaths. Bad enough? Not even close. Rumor whispers of a Vanished Flame-Eye Clan—a lineage whose gaze could incinerate karma itself. Their crest? A purple blaze the gods once sealed in fear. And looming behind all those polite sect smiles is one shameless sovereign: The Crimson Demon King. Uninvited. Unkillable. Unreasonably pretty. And, for reasons only the lord knows, obsessed with her. What Ines knows: 1. Survival > face. If she must grovel to live, she’ll do it—then rob you blind for the trouble. 2. The ring chose her. Which means the mystic realm inside is hers to plunder—once she figures out the operating manual. 3. The Demon King keeps showing up. Like a debt collector with dimples. Why? She didn’t reincarnate for romance or righteous destiny. She came to stay very, very alive. So why won’t the Demon King get lost—and why does every step bring her closer to the secret of the Flame-Eye blood she never knew she carried? In a world that worships power, a dead assassin with too many secrets might just burn it all down—if the Demon King doesn’t claim her first.

Is society capable of chaining the truly strongest? Or law and order fold upon their slightest whims. Folds in the Vermillion Dusk follows Krodh a teenage boy studying in a prestigious institution designated for the noble society, his mishaps with said society as he feels chained down by the constrains set upon him by them. The story contains ideas of self reflection, classism, communalism and racism.

An interactive story in which YOU, the readers, decide on everything ! The novel follows the story of Angelus Sanguinus Vermillion. It starts from the northern part of Lunaris in the Reinhardt Empire. (same world as my other novel Void Rifters) Join the discord if you want to contribute to the story : https://discord.gg/JxytpnN5m2 (Right of the cover goes to the artist.)

Book 1 of 3 *Slow updates!* "If my memories of you really ended up disappearing; if I became an entirely different person, will you still have faith in me?"

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—"