aerys targaryen

This is a spin-off novel of “Stella Spei: Legenda Aelyzabeth Thors” It is the story of Aerys Vilozyver the eldest son of Aelyzabeth Thors

Vaniah Aeries Targaryen is a woman with big dreams and has a good genuine heart for everyone around her and always want to the people she loved happy until she lost her dad and everything she loved that is when things in her life turn upside down and become more complicated . This is her tale of her greatest love and finding out if she was been blessed by her life or little did she know that her real life was a curse.

His mind is in the wrong place. Her heart is in the wrong phase. He was born in this world without knowing his true nature. She was left behind, bearing the world on her shoulder. He holds the power of the unknown. Her power is a curse. Their fate crossed and the threads are finally intertwined. What kind of future will they see? Warning: Typographical and Grammar errors are up ahead.

I remember the darkness. I remember dying. 'Beep…Beep…Beep.' I heard in the distance, echoing throughout the cavernous purgatory I was standing in. My chest hurt; my ribcage ached. I felt dissociated from my body, my head was foggy. “We’re losing her! You have to upload now.” A voice shouted, it echoed in my head and I covered my ears to shut out the sharp noise. I floated, listening to the steady sound in the background. The beeping was getting more erratic, it was an alarm siren blaring in my head. “Please don’t go, don’t leave me!” A little girl cried. My heart wrenched, I screamed out in frustration, running blindly around through the darkness. “Emily?” I shouted --------------------------------------------------------------- Fayre has been struggling since her parents died to parent her younger sister, Emily. In order to make ends meet, Fayre accepts a deal with a large entertainment company, Hyperion Studios, that her body will be donated to science upon her death. When Fayre meets an untimely accident and dies, her consciousness is uploaded into the virtual world Aether. Trapped inside this world filled with monsters, demons, and magic, that is being live streamed to the masses, Fayre is desperate to get back to her sister in the real world. Stranded in a battle royale armed only with a large black sword, Fayre learns that the only way through the game is to play it – and survive. As she survives bloodbath after bloodbath, she meets other trapped souls, criminals who have been entered into the games, and the ultra wealthy beta-players. The mysterious game masters have promised freedom or life to one who can beat the game, but all have perished in their attempts to make their way through the treacherous landscapes and beat the high-powered bosses that wait at each level. Fayre explores this game world around her, the new companions and quests that await, and she must ask herself: can she survive? Will she be able to save those she loves, and herself?

A world in which one man becomes the decider of his own fate unknowingly. A vast world, that changes into a new era filled with horrors and death. What would happen when your reality comes into question? The very idea of the Divine making a game of your universe would seem absurd, until the fog rolls in with questions silently behind. This is merely the beginning of a wuxia novel, and in some ways a prologue to the design of a new world. It...is level 1.

The world has already ended, the gods are all but dead. It is time for new gods to arise from the ash Aerin and Bolwen are two children from different countries and different families, one raised by a war hero, the other raised by bandits and wolves. The only thing they have in common? They are fated to kill each other Watch as a cute little girl becomes the female version of Kratos. And a slave becoming the bandit version of Hans Landa

The world filled with abyssal monsters, humanity starts to fight back.

In a world where aether is omnipresent humans and beasts evolved in a way where can can access the aether which gaves them immeasurable power. Since ancient times both humans and beasts constantly trying to dominant or destroy each other. In such a dangerous world a boy named Yathra embarks on a impossible journey to reach the top by any means necessary. Note: Just practicing my writing here

In the slums of Ignisia, an eight-year-old boy named Mole Thorn dreams of becoming the strongest warrior in the world. Born with nothing but his father’s broken legacy and a restless spirit, Mole’s journey begins with hunger, loss, and a spark of power buried deep within him. But Aerthys is no ordinary world. Forged in flame and drowned in sorrow, it is a land divided by four elemental kingdoms—Fire, Water, Earth, and Lightning—each ruled by ambition, ancient grudges, and a prophecy that once split the heavens. Beneath its beauty lies the secret of the Crystal of Life, a cursed relic said to choose the next true king—or destroy the one who seeks it. As kingdoms fall and forgotten heroes awaken, Mole must rise through blood and destiny, facing masters, monsters, and the shadows of his own bloodline. Every victory brings him closer to the truth behind his father’s death… and the ancient war that never truly ended. Will Mole become the one true king—or the final sacrifice?

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!