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Sometimes, God has chosen the right path for you, but you go against it... ~~ Isabel was a commoner living in the village of the kingdom of Valaraeth, a place where dragons roamed the skies, high and mighty. These untouchable heavenly beings could only be ridden by the royal family and nobles. "Is it not unfair?" she would muse, her pretty eyes shining with awe and enthusiasm whenever she saw a dragon flying over her village. She yearned to be with them, to touch them, and to ride across the beautiful world on their backs. Her dream came true when she discovered she was a royal—the youngest daughter of the King of Valaraeth. But every pretty dream came with a price, one she neglected to consider in her hopeful reverie. Taken to the palace, Isabel's life seemed perfect: beautiful dresses, elder royal siblings, and a loving queen mother. But the facade shattered when she learned the truth—their cruel and twisted personalities lay hidden beneath their beautiful masks. Every member of the royal family had a dragon bonded to them by blood in childhood. Her dragon was the youngest of the Emberstorm clan, an ancient lineage of fire dragons. Isabel was the first in a hundred centuries to be chosen by a fire dragon, sparking jealousy and hatred from everyone. ~~~ Excerpt: "I, Scorvius Drá Ashéncrest XII, Sovereign of Valaraeth, hereby sever all ties between the 6th Princess Isabel Drá Ashéncrest of Valaraeth and the esteemed lineage of Ashéncrest. Let it be known across our realm that she stands alone, stripped of her birthright, for she has committed an unforgivable sin—the slaying of her own dragon, the last dragon of the proud Emberstorm lineage." With solemn resolve, the king decreed her fate, yet Isabel remained unmoved. Her thoughts were consumed by the haunting memory of her dragon's final breath. She found herself thrust upon the platform of condemnation, judged in the unforgiving gaze of the assembled court, denied the chance to plead her case or offer explanation.

It’s about a girl named Sarah McCoy, who is finding the four stones to the sword and defeat the evil Queen name Cynthia and finding out if her parents are alive or not. But, she falls in love with a sorcerer, and helping her situation in hand.

Ini adalah kisah cinta yang rumit dan menantang antara dua orang yang memiliki latarbelakang keluarga yang saling bertolakbelakang. Keegantara Putra Rajatama. Seorang Ketua Gengster dan anak dari Ketua Preman paling berkuasa di Jakarta. Syaquella Sahna Navares. Seorang siswi yang menjadi primadona di sekolahya serta anak dari seorang Ketua Mafia paling ditakuti di negeri ini. Keduanya selalu dipertemukan secara tidak terduga. Seperti sudah terikat oleh benang takdir yang mengikat mereka sampai kapanpun. Sebuah cerita antara cinta melawan tanggung jawab.

Keenan Alkeanu Ravell, pria berhati dingin dan kejam yang merupakan ketua dari Geng Motor EAGLE. Semua orang yang mendengar namanya akan merasa takut, tidak ada yang berani melawannya karena Dengan kekuasaannya serta marga ravell dibelakang namanya membuat semua yang diinginkan Keenan akan terlaksanakan bahkan untuk membunuh orang sekalipun. Dengan ketampanan diatas rata-rata dan kepintaran yang luar biasa membuat Keenan menjadi idola disekolahnya, walaupun begitu sangat jarang ada yang terang-terangan menyatakan suka kepadanya. Yah karena dia pria yang sangat dingin dan tidak tersentuh. Namun sifat itu tidak berlaku untuk gadis cantiknya, Azzura Almathea Shaquille. Bagi Keenan, almathea adalah segalanya, dunianya bahkan nyawanya. Ia tidak akan membiarkan siapapun menyakiti gadisnya karena jika itu terjadi, bersiap-siaplah untuk menemui sang malaikat maut. WARNING!!! MENYEBABKAN BAPER YANG BERKEPANJANGAN MINIM KONFLIK!! JANGAN LUPA VOMENT YAH KARENA CERITA INI UNTUK KALIAN ☺ FIND ME ON IG @ririnasrd and EMAIL ririnasria05@gmail.com

"he hurt you, rooki." "yeah, but he's a keeper." no matter what he did, no matter how much he hurt him, he still loved him. he couldn't let him go, so he kept running back. now he can't get away. unless he did something that he can't take back.

The waters that housed the harbinger lay before him. He could make out her form floating in the water. He wouldn't try to reach her, not yet but the time was not long in coming. Soon he would have the power she comands and with it his will would rise and the world it will conquer. A devilish grin slipped onto his face and grew, his laugh rang out bouncing on the walls of the cave and echoing through its halls. Anyone within earshot had already been erased. He looked behind him to the guardian laying dead on the floor. The corpse would be found and the death reported until it reached the keepers' ears. 'Let them come' he thought, he would show them true power. With that he turned and left the cave. * * * * Ripples in the water awaken the harbinger from her thousand year slumber. The strings have been tampered with, a world is dying, fate must be restored. Sinister forces are at play, the peace of the world is threatened. The keepers must once again rise to the call of their harbinger

The Gods are dead As they bled dry, so did the magic which gave them birth. In the new era of technology, its pathetic remnants must hide in the shadows or be locked away. In the ancient era of magic two beings often stood out: Galileo, an immortal scholar obsessed with knowledge and Angelica, the most loyal servant of the greatest among the now dead Gods. But why are they worthy of mention? Because after millennia of isolation, the two emerge in the new world beyond their reckoning. The entire story is told from the third person, however, each chapter will be told from the perspective of only one of the characters. This will be signified by the first letter of their names after the chapter number to avoid confusion.

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A human boy who has a special role. A witch who decided she'd tagged along. A reapress who helped them on the way. Another witch who followed them one day. A prisoner freed from his chains. Lyte just wanted to unite the Keepers and retrieve the stolen cursed Wind Goddess Statue. He met some poeple along the way to help him in his journey but tragedy struck when one of them stabbed him on the back. He might be prepared to face the challenges ahead, but was he prepared when betrayal smacked him in the face?

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!