the mantle audit

He stopped finishing his own sentences. He started finishing everyone else's instead. That's how the last man to wear the Mantle died. Mid-council, he went around the table naming debts and names and nights no one there had spoken aloud in years, until he asked the captain, by name, whether the captain's daughter had ever forgiven him. The guard killed him before noon. He hadn't been trying to hurt anyone. He simply couldn't stop seeing what was true, or stop saying it. That's what the Throne actually does. It doesn't grant power, it grants clarity: total, involuntary, and permanent. Every self-deception anyone has ever built a life on comes due at once, including the wearer's own. In four decades, no one has survived wearing it longer than three years, and it isn't assassination that ends them. It's what the crown shows them about themselves. Cassian Vantyr has spent two years making sure that fate never has a reason to look at him. He files down the tang of his own practice sword, the part hidden inside the hilt that no inspection ever reaches, just enough that it fails exactly when a duel starts to look too real. He does this three nights before every Proving. His own mother hasn't caught him. It works, until one reflex he can't fake his way out of. A blade meant to open his arm turns aside on its own, clean and exact, and for one second the whole yard sees exactly what he's spent two years hiding. His mother says nothing about it in front of anyone. Not until the fight is over and the yard has emptied. Then she looks down at him in the mud and says only: "You moved like your father moved. Before." Neither of them says the word that comes after. The trials to fill that empty throne have just begun, and Cassian is about to learn that everyone else in the hall is hiding something just as carefully as he is: a forger, a girl born with a splinter of the Throne's own fire, a scribe sitting on a cover-up with bodies under it. He's simply the last one to find out how many. The Mantle doesn't ask who deserves to rule. It asks who can survive being known.

~Mantle of Gods~ A beloved progression fantasy novel about four chosen heroes destined to save the world from an ancient evil. Too bad they're complete idiots who fail spectacularly, leaving reality to burn in eternal darkness. ...But why did I have to transmigrate into this doomed world as Jin Winters, a nameless extra not even mentioned in the original story? And of all places, why Vienna — one of four cities destined to be completely annihilated in the opening act? Armed with my meta-knowledge and a cancer survivor's stubborn refusal to die quietly, I awakened the mysterious "Mantle of Harvest" — a power system the protagonists never fully understood. But knowledge is only useful if you live long enough to use it. Ninety-one days until the veil falls. Ninety-one days to grow strong enough to change a fate written in blood. Ninety-one days to prove that sometimes the extra can rewrite the entire damn story. ...Wait, why are my "quest visions" missing critical information? And what's this about harvesting more than just crops? Daily chapters!!! Patreon: patreon.com/NekoSama9999 You can access: - Up to 20+ advance chapters - Updated Character Images (Free) - Fun and interactive polls - Private community - Fan requests - And MUCH MORE

The story is a slow paced story . It starts with our MC trying to get himself killed as he is tired of his daily life.He uses a fascinating method to kill himself. After getting killed himself he finds himself surrounded by red light everywhere. When suddenly he finds himself sucked into a portal and in front of a giant eye. It grants our MC five wishes and reincarnates him back in time at his time of birth. Follow our novel if you want to know what happens when our MC reincarnates back in time and about the identity of the giant eye and its purpose for granting wishes to our MC. And as I am a new author so I thank the audience in advance for their criticism and their willingness to show me my mistakes which I expect to be more as this is my first book. So you should read this novel for yourself and see its wonders!!!

Abraham is a lonely and weak vagabond who traverses a world full of magic and monsters. But when he's gifted a sacred attribute from a shady chalice in a temple, everything changes. Pulse floods into him at a level that shouldn't be possible. And now, he's hunted by monsters and beings of almost divine power.

Attain the dao of immortality, enlighten, and arise. To attain is to understand the Law behind it, to arise; is to follow it. After 10,000 years of silent meditation and absolute seclusion, the primordial Sovereign stands tall before the Southern Heavenly Gate, ready to leap into the next higher realm, in order to finally reach immortality. After all, he had reached the pinnacle of the mortal realm. "Great Sovereign; Missing requirement. Collect infinite karmic merit before entering!", a clear celestial voice echoed. To ascend means to descend first. Being forced back to lower dimensions for this mission, the Sovereign must travel through worlds while having the persona of a "Supreme Judge" to fix imbalances of fate. Be it demonic sects utilizing illegal contracts or a corrupt immortal suppresing transmigrators, using the Grand Heavenly Cosmos Order as the backbone, the Sovereign brings order to all the chaos. Instead of fighting, he adjudicates. "The contract you used is void, your sect is illegal, and your very existence is a violation to the Heavenly Will." "The biggest enemy during one's journey to the peak is weight." Walk toward the pinnacle - then, a slim chance of ascension will arise. This is a collection of stories featuring the invincible lead Sovereign, logical deconstructions of cultivation tropes and enforcement of Righteousness.

Radyn, a young man driven by the loss of his family, embarks on a journey to reclaim his honor and find his place in the world.However, lurking in the shadows are greater dangers than simple bandits—rumors of alliances between bandits and monsters hint at an impending threat that could change the fate of Elaria.

Aarohi Sharma has always lived her life in quiet lines—between responsibilities, expectations, and the unspoken rules of a middle-class home. A Chartered Accountant in the making, she believes in balance sheets, clear answers, and emotions that stay neatly contained. But some things never quite settle. A year ago, in a classroom filled with white light and whispered distractions, Aarohi had developed a silent, one-sided attachment to her ethics professor—Dr. Arjun Mehta. It was never spoken, never acknowledged, and never meant to be anything more than a passing phase. At least, that’s what she told herself. Arjun, on the other hand, has built his life on discipline and boundaries. A respected professor, a devoted son, and a man who believes that control is the only way to live without regret—he has never allowed emotions to interfere with his carefully structured world. Until a memory refuses to stay in the past. When circumstances bring Aarohi and Arjun back into each other’s lives—not as student and teacher, but as strangers standing at the edge of an unexpected arrangement—the lines between right and wrong, duty and desire, begin to blur. What starts as a decision made for family soon turns into something far more complicated. Because some silences don’t fade with time. They grow. And when two people who have spent their lives holding back finally confront what they never said— Will they choose what is safe… Or what is real?

"Numbers don't lie, Mr. Blackwood. But men like you certainly do." Valerie Adeyemi is Los Angeles’s sharpest freelance forensic accountant. Blessed with golden-brown skin, a razor-sharp mind, and a personal vendetta against white-collar criminals who ruin innocent lives, Val never misses a detail. She can dismantle a corrupt corporate empire by day and look stunning on a Santa Monica rooftop date by night. Her love life is active, her schedule is packed, and she has absolutely zero time for games. Then came Dominic Blackwood. Dominic is the infuriatingly handsome, effortlessly charming owner of Ivory—Malibu's most exclusive, glittering cliffside lounge. He lives like a man completely above the law, wrapped in tailored suits, expensive cologne, and a carefree playboy persona. When Val tracks a multi-million dollar embezzlement trail straight to Ivory’s private servers, she walks into his office expecting to lock up a criminal mastermind. Instead, she finds a chaotic billionaire who is utterly delighted by her arrival. But when the server logs reveal a deeper trap, they realize the truth: someone isn't hacking from the outside—they are framing Dominic from within his own building. Forced into an uneasy partnership, Val must work alongside the one man her logic cannot predict. As they hunt a ghost thief through LA’s high society, the banter turns into sizzling chemistry. To fight the raw attraction, they both try to detour into dating other people—leading to crashed dinner dates, toxic levels of jealousy, and a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse where the ultimate stakes might just be Valerie's heart. He’s a master of chaos. She’s the queen of order. But when the books are finally balanced, who will pay the ultimate price?

On January 1st, 1230 years after the split of the Great Kingdom; at the height of his power and on his birthday King Azariah of the Western Kingdom, Deodalion, dies at the age of 73 due to unknown causes. He leaves a will to his 3 children for the last things he’ll ever give to them. To his oldest son, 26 year old Richmond Bela, he gives his crown, as the truly rightful heir to the throne and someone worthy of the title of King. However Richmond politely refuses to accept the crown until his spiritual journey and his search for immortality and a dragon is over. To his second oldest son, 23 year old Jeremy Bela, he gives him the temporary crown until Richmond returns from his journey. If his lazy son succeeds in running the Kingdom he will be rewarded with the royal beaches and resorts. However the voices in Jeremy’s head along with his laissez-faire attitude toward everything makes him question whether he’ll make the right decisions or the easiest ones. Finally to his youngest child and only daughter, 21 year old Athena Bela, he gives her to the Prince of the Southern Kingdom, Amenti-Aaru, for an arranged marriage. However her distaste for the hierarchy system in place, along with her not identifying as a Princess, and the recent inspiration from a recently killed rebel leader named Pandora; she finds her father’s death as the opportunity that she’s been waiting for and begins her reformation plan. This alongside a growing fear of the barbaric beastmen that reside in the Northern Kingdom, Gradipid, causes a shift in the world's demeanor. The whole world watches as three siblings adapt to their newfound responsibilities.

[Large-scale Male Competition and Asura Field, Multiple Male Leads] [Ditzy Beauty x Gloomy Male Ghost/Black-Bellied Older Man/Pure Love Loyal Dog/Unhinged Arch-Nemesis/Clingy Younger Puppy] Zoe Rhodes dies unexpectedly in a car accident. Before her death, she awakens her consciousness and discovers that the world she lives in is a tragic, angsty BE novel. Several villains imprison the female lead, causing the male and female leads to break up and get back together for many years, and in the end, they even drive the male lead to his death. The good news is, she's just an insignificant cannon fodder. The bad news is, her brother is that wronged male lead! Zoe Rhodes's vision goes black. When she wakes up, she has transmigrated ten years into the future. To protect her brother, she starts desperately trying to make her presence known among the villains, hoping they can turn over a new leaf. Through Zoe Rhodes's unremitting efforts, her brother is safe! The female lead is safe! She is also sa... wait, that's not right?!! Can someone please tell her why, after waking up from a nap, she finds herself lying in the villains' basement?! Zoe Rhodes: I don't know either. They started shouting something about a "white moonlight" and a "cinnabar mole" and then lined up to kiss me. [This is probably a story about a ditzy beauty who tries to tame the villains, only to discover that she is their long-dead "white moonlight", and all the villains are lining up, fighting to be her dog.]