the precinct

When a young academic and secret prince of eighteen hears news of his homeland having turned into a cursed land of undeath, he is faced with a difficult choice. Urged by his mentor, he sets out to uncover the truth behind his royal family's disappearance, leaving his academy life behind with nothing but his satchel of alchemical ingredients, a cloak, and a knife. Sent spiraling down a desolate path, he befriends two unlikely allies that join him in his quest against the darkness. Together, they face the grotesque and the unknown in a desperate quest to uncover the secrets of the curse. The cover art is AI generated. P.S. This story is told through the use of multiple POV's. Note of ownership- WebNovel: Cuzma RoyalRoad: jiraijosi

Famous, Strong, Active, Smart, and Gorgeous—was blinded by the beauty of love. Savannah, the perfect angle of and ideal woman—a perfect angel that fails to protect her own identity. Everyone can love, but not everyone will love. Will Savannah find her true love? Will just continue her life without deep affection? let's find out! ___________________________ Language: Tagalog/English

In This World of secrets and mysteries where curses and cursed object can lead one to absolute ruin or an overpowered stride joing Xavion in his quest, with his fate unknown let's all watch his growth

"A tale of star-crossed lovers, where fate weaves a cruel tapestry of longing and despair. Against all odds, their love flourishes, only to be tested by betrayal and tragedy, leaving them to question if love alone can defy destiny."

Perjalanan kematian dan reinkarnasi Suatu hari ayah menggendongku. Wajahnya dipenuhi tawa kebahagiaan. Ia tidak melepaskanku, menciumi seluruh bagian wajahku. Hingga di usia remajaku, ayah masih menggendongku. Kali ini wajahnya nampak lain, begitu banyak kesedihan yang menamparnya. Ia terus melekatkan wajahku di dekat bibirnya yang terdiri dari lantunan doa mustajab. Ia bergegas lari masuk, berteriak ketakutan untuk meminta tolong. Semua suara dan keadaan terasa samar seketika, sebelum akhirnya aku tidak mampu menahan sakitku. Aku hanya mengingat seragam putih dan wajah ayahku terakhir kali.

The priest, a symbol of nobility and sanctity. As warriors fight bravely on the front against the enemy, the priest stands as their strongest support. Whether through effective healing or chanting battle hymns to empower the warriors, a team with high-level priests is always the most powerful. "Arise, my most loyal companion! When others have fallen before the enemy's might, only the priest remains standing. As long as we are here, there is hope for life!" The priest, the most noble and delicate profession. We are the warriors behind the scenes, the heroes in the shadows, the war machines that don't need guns. We are the noble arbiters of victory! But we are not just the ones who stand behind the warriors. Priests can also stand alone, slay dragons, and destroy everything with a snap of our fingers!

I have a dream of flying across the skies on a jet, looking at the setting sun. I longed to fly, like a free bird. But my dream was crushed before I ever had a chance to plan it. As those I cared about vanished. People I'd begun to care about died, leaving me unable to do anything. I have to be strong. Stronger than these monsters. In his right hand, he's wearing a mettalic bracelet. "With this system," Shin reasoned, "it's not impossible." Shin yelled, "I'll show you that a dream should not be hindered!" A massive crater formed. All monsters in the area have been annihilated. Meanwhile, in the distance, a faint shadow can be seen. "You always surprised me, Shin," it said silently. And continued saying, "I continue to pave the way for you in the shadow, my friend." (Note: The narrative is a LitRPG that takes place in the modern world.)

Silas is a tall man with a buzz cut and athletic build that has more secrets that are further revealed in the story. he died and transmigrated into a....Femboy body watch him change his looks and fate and gets revenge on those who appose him My first story so im just trying something fr

Melted down and Forged in the chaos of war, all that remains is a tool of destruction.

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?"