letters to ashes

This world is sick, and it must be cured with swords and forged with iron and fire. To slay tyranny, to cut down the unrighteous. To overturn heaven and earth, to mold the human world. All shall begin with the sword in hand. ====== When the Innate Wisdom Bearer An Jing received aid from the ancient Sword Spirit, allowing him to traverse various realms, he knew that his future would inevitably lead him down a path full of hardships and difficulties, hard to be understood by others, yet capable of changing this wretched world. And on this path, he would also crush many deserving scum underfoot. “Heh heh, the Myriad Tribes of this world shall greet the birth of this epoch-making giant like me with fervent wishes. World, I'm coming to save you!” Noble Officials/Demon Sect/Heavenly Demon: “Alas, is reconciliation possible?” Elements: Chaotic times of Martial Arts, cyber cultivation, gates between two worlds

Guns suppress all divine demons and evil spirits, flesh and blood forge the multi-dimensional Great Wall! In the second year of Ming Country, Tianmen City was in need of recovery after the war. Chaos thrived, and evil spirits roamed freely. The children of the poor take charge early, and garrison soldiers need to learn to earn their own money. My name is Wang Yunxiao, an external field agent for the Special Service Bureau, specialized in dealing with various demon and evil spirit emergencies locally. Let me introduce my wife Li Mumu—she is gentle, virtuous, cute, and empathetic, and she is an evil spirit. Who writes a diary in all seriousness! Can what’s written even be considered true inner thoughts? Despicable! (The female protagonist’s solo storyline begins later, starting from chapter 87)

Lorenzo Holmes, who arrived in Old Dunling six years ago, now mingles in this city of steel and steam as a private detective. Here he has encountered a strange case. "So, there's something wrong with Wol's body?" "I pierced through his cervical vertebrae... His carotid artery ruptured, massive internal bleeding ensued, and he quickly died, but the bizarre thing happened then." "He should have died... he definitely died, but his heart was still beating, beating wildly. You could say his brain was dead, but the body was still alive, extracting fresh blood from the bullet holes."

In her past life, Shen Xi always longed for love and validation from her parents, members of the wealthy Su family. Unfortunately, the attention that she yearned for was stolen by the family’s fake heiress – her elder sister, Su Ruowan. As a result of Su Ruowan’s evil plans, Shen Xi was crippled, disfigured and eventually died of leukemia. However, in a surprising turn of events, Shen Xi was reborn. Returned to the time when she was a seventeen-year-old teenager, she’ll set things right and get her revenge against the Su family.

In her previous life, her mother suffered heartbreak and betrayal from her father, who misplaced his trust and met a tragic end. After a cruel twist of fate, she was exiled to a remote village for 19 years and ultimately lost her life at the hands of the Hampton family. Now, given a second chance at life, she vows to avenge her mother and herself. Fueled by fierce determination, she embarks on a mission to dismantle the treacherous scumbag and the deceitful white lotus who betrayed her. Along the way, she finds herself in an unexpected, sweet relationship with her seemingly "cheap" husband. The world is shocked and confused by her return. "Isn't she the village girl who was exiled for 19 years and killed by the Hampton family?" they whisper. But powerful allies emerge from her past: Her Uncle, a powerful corporate president, declares, "That's my precious niece." Her Second Uncle, a top celebrity, states, "I'm here for a discussion." Her Little Uncle, a champion in electronic competitions, stands ready to support her. And then there’s her husband. Known to many as a disabled man, he surprises everyone by saying, "That's my wife." When questioned about his disability, a knowing smile spreads across his face. "I'll only be crippled in front of her," he reveals, his mysterious aura hinting at hidden depths and formidable strength. Together, they form an unbreakable alliance, ready to dominate the world and take down anyone who dares to stand in their way.

She died saving a world. She woke up in a body that couldn't save itself. Sixty years of war. A rebellion built from nothing. A detonation that freed thousands and erased her from existence. Commander SN1068 didn't expect to wake up. Reborn on Doha — a world where cultivation determines your worth and power decides who lives — Jayde carries a lifetime of military experience in a body the world labels Voidforge. The lowest of the low. No cultivation. No value. Her family discards her at six years old. Her mother dies, calling her a monster. By nightfall, she's in the slave pits. She survives ten years of darkness with nothing but a dead soldier's instincts and the stubborn refusal to stop breathing. Then her blood touches something ancient, a library explodes, and the world notices her for all the wrong reasons. Jayde runs. Into a forest that should kill her. Into alliances that shouldn't be possible. Into a power she doesn't trust — because the last time she had power, she used it to destroy herself. Now she's building again. Quietly. Ruthlessly. Accumulating debts, allies, and enemies in a world where prophecies have a habit of choosing the people least equipped to survive them. She doesn't want to be chosen. She wants to build water purifiers and be left alone. Doha has other plans. Across realms, a demon king feels a bond he thought was severed ten thousand years ago. Ren has searched for his truemate across millennia — through wars, betrayals, and a grief that nearly unmade him. His jade pendant is warming. She's out there. Alive. And he will burn through anything that stands between them. He just doesn't know she's a sixteen-year-old girl in a disguise, building irrigation systems and pretending to be nobody. --- Weave of Ashes is a multi-POV cultivation fantasy about a reincarnated soldier rebuilding from nothing in a world that runs on power she was born without. It's about found families forged in blood rather than sentiment, a slow-burn romance that spans realms, conspiracies that reach back millennia, and the stubborn conviction that the world doesn't have to be this cruel. --- Dark worlds. Fierce love. No shortcuts. --- Content Warning: This story contains depictions of child abuse, slavery, trauma, violence, death, and dark themes, including horror elements. Reader discretion advised. 300+ chapters published. Ongoing. Updated daily. ONLY available on Webnovel

"You will suffice." That's what something whispered in Raizen's mind before a Nyx dissolved into shining ashes at his feet — right after it slaughtered everyone he ever had. He doesn't know what he's "sufficient" for, what spoke to him, or why it led him to an unconscious girl with no memory. He only knows his world is gone, and the only place that'll take him now is the Underworks — a rusty undercity beneath Neoshima's walls, where survival is never guaranteed. His only way out: the Lotus Academy, where he can learn about Nyxes, the ruined world's dark history, and how to wield Eon. Train hard enough, and he might become a Vanguard — the elite that hunts down humanity's worst nightmares. ...But the voice hasn't spoken since. And the higher Raizen climbs, the clearer a dark truth becomes: the thing that saved him, and the darkness that has haunted humanity for centuries... Might just be the same thing.

“D” like darkness, depth, or even… death. The “D Section”, that was where he had been all those years. And now he was back, alone, like he had always been before he met her, and left her. Did she wait for him, or did she feel betrayed and went on with her life? The answer, it might break him, or it might simply determine whether he will be alone again now that all his comrades are dead. If only he knew the surprise waiting for him.

Tamat per-season Sebuah surat dengan percikan darah yang menuntun seorang gadis korban perundungan, untuk membalaskan dendam. Surat itu memberikan petunjuk satu-persatu bagaikan potongan purzzle yang perlahan menjadi utuh. Arwah dari korban ketidak-adilan di masa lampau mulai menebar teror, kepada setiap orang yang sudah membuatnya hancur dan terjebak di alam lain. Kematian dan pristiwa berdarah tak bisa terelakkan. Larasati, Cinta dan juga Eliza adalah ketiga gadis yang tewas karna dibunuh oleh teman sekelasnya. Kini arwah mereka mulai menebar teror dan menuntut balas atas kematiannya. Note: Bukan hanya tentang cerita seram, tapi dalam cerita ini penulis ingin menyampaikan betapa berbahayanya bullying. #stopbullying Selamat membaca....

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand!