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"The King would like to offer you a job as the Kingdom's sole merchant." "Not interested." "The King ordered you to offer your services as a merchant." "He doesn't hold any power within this territory." "The King is willing to pay any amount of money you want. "I'm priceless." "The King will give you anything you want." "I can get anything I want myself." "The King offered you me, the Crown Prince." "Hoh... I'm listening."

A young girl is outcast from her village, chastised as a beast. Finding herself chased into the land of monsters she feels lost and alone. Follow her on an adventure of discovery.

On her way to see her boyfriend, Kallea Chrome had met an accident. In the middle of operation, something went wrong that changed her whole life. "I was born human. Now, I live as a blood sucking creature." Word Count: 1000 to 2000 words

The world is rotting beneath the boots of monsters. In the dead of night, they rise — pale gods of hunger and cruelty — and humanity cowers in their shadow. But there are those who hunt the creature. Aria Vale was once one of the cowering. Until the night the head vampire slaughtered her family and left her buried beneath their blood. Now, every breath she takes is a vow — to track the creature down and burn his empire of darkness to ash. With a small, ruthless band of hunters, Aria stalks the undead across continents, carving a trail of silver and fire through their dens. Each kill brings her closer to Lord Kaza, the ancient vampire lord who shattered her world. But the closer she gets, the more she learns of a truth that festers beneath the legend — a secret that binds hunter and prey more tightly than blood. As the hunt spirals into obsession and the line between vengeance and damnation blurs, Aria must confront the darkness growing inside her… before it consumes what’s left of her soul. Shadows and Silvers is a brutal, blood-soaked tale of revenge and ruin — where salvation and damnation wear the same face, and the greatest monsters don’t always have fangs.

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In a world where fantasy is reality, I simple worker boy named Emre losses his family and if forced to run away. He doesn’t have much as he sets on his journey to find peace for both himself and the land around him. Dior is his sister, and is heartbroken to find her mom dead, and brother gone. With a cracked faith and a large amount of vengeance, she sets out to end the heirs power and abolish the ones who killed her family.

The Kingdom of Steel is rotting from within. Gluttonous nobles tear it apart, and the throne is cracking beneath the king. Rebellions brew in the rear, while powerful neighbors wait patiently for the perfect moment to intervene. They told me this world couldn't be changed. They told me this country couldn't be saved. They told me I was a worthless heir — a disgrace to a noble House. They were wrong. Because they didn't know where I came from. Didn't know what knowledge I brought with me. I will claim what's mine. Climb to the top. And rewrite this world from scratch. Let's see how their tactical spells compare to artillery shells. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Author's Note Now that we're done with the dramatic part, let me explain — simply and directly, what this story is about. In short: Technology vs. Magic. A protagonist who knows how a musket works... and has metal magic? What could be more imbalanced? If you've been looking for something in the vein of "Release That Witch" — yes, this is it. Of course, not right from Chapter One. Industrial revolutions take time. But eventually, you'll get: Musketeer lines vs. battle mages; Grapeshot tearing through knights; Cannonballs smashing into demons; Bombs dropped from airships onto castles; and chemical weapons... Oh, wait, was that a war crime? Let's pretend you didn't hear that last part. Naturally, there'll also be noble intrigue, impossible missions, duels, and absolute domination. What won't you find here? Well… Boredom. At least, I'll do my best.

life is a game. can you play that game fair and square? can you play by the rules even when the game is obviously rigged. you're with the controller yet it feels like you have no power over your player. what do you do when you can't dodge the obstacles and you keep falling into the same damned hole?!! This is a story about three girls from different homes but the same tragic and mysterious past. Their meeting with each other commences the unravelling and connecting of their oh-so tumbled pasts. In this story they represent three intense emotions of man; anger, sadness and happiness (others including). Watch how these intense emotions revolve in a world of teens, drama, comedy, tragedy, suspense and romance, and how these girls deal with the rapid obstacles coming their way, in order to complete their inner mission.

I run down the hall, bells ringing in my ear. Footsteps chase me as I scream in fear. I wake up from my nightmare and go down the hall towards my mothers room. Then, the bells go off and footsteps chase me.....

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!