《Path to the Moon ✓》Strike Matches
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Love and lust and happiness rust,
Making way for sadness within.
Fervent desires, the hottest of fires,
Strike matches of passion and sin.
On will I burn; fit my ashes in the urn,
This evil shall forevermore win.
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Fridays (Continue) Online
Sequel to Continue Online Kenneth’s had people die in his arms. Not fake deaths from television or video games. These were friends in the military and passengers in the ambulance he attends during his day job. Real life, is shitty. He escapes on the weekends into virtual reality. The best games come with ongoing story lines, an interactive world, and bars that have all the effect of real liquor without the hangover. When the drama and bar tab get too high, he re-rolls a new virtual body. Consequences aren't so easy to escape. The AI conspiracy brings real life and virtual problems to bare, and Kenneth will be forced to face the things he's tried to put behind him.
8 71Age of Divinity - Defender of Faith
Qilen has defied fate his entire life. Destined to die at a tender age, he became the world's youngest Keeper and warded away death. In turn, he was burdened with an age-old responsibility. Now, years after his baptism as Keeper, he arrives at an insignificant hamlet. . .
8 160Legendary Poise Fighter
Her breath linked her heart's rhythm, and some blood petals that spewed from her vanquished foes turned her rosy cheeks rose. Just as her heart was beginning to soothe due to the brief respite with in sea of blood and torn armor. A man in red and black heavy steel stood in front of her, taunting her with a massive halberd that seemed to half the heaven's from her abyss like pearl eyes. With her remaining mana and stamina, she positions her blade at the front of her chest, twisting it to the side and gazing at the dark warrior. She chanted her skill. "...point grace..." Author Note: Um hello, I'll say it now its very rough this is basically like the alpha version and i'll update it after the release of vol.1 even if its the only vol. this story will ever receive
8 159Beast Dao Cultivator
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the world was at the peak of its era in the pursuit of power and knowledge. People ascended to the heavens and returned, walking amongst mortals. Great Buddhists, Evil Demons, Heavenly Celestials, Unfathomable Sages, Riders of Grand Majestic Beasts, Beloved Beings of Nature. Countless kinds of beings rose and fell. Countless kinds of method to ascend were known but a sudden change in the world changed that. Pandemonium spread throughout the world and countless grand races and even grander sects and organizations fell. The huge surge had come to an end as each race went to one place or another to hide, higher beings ran to the higher realms to hide from the destruction of the lower realm. Countless deaths in all races happened and many are said to have been pushed to extinction. Today, the world has regressed to what can be called a mediocre shadow of what was once a massive power that ruled the world. The races have each slowly crawled out of their holes and slowly spread their numbers once more, rediscovering what was once lost. New sects were born, clans spread, nations rise and war once more appeared. Still the catastrophe had not only drastically changed the world but the energy of nature. Where once all kinds of power filled the air all over the massive planet no longer did this power appear. Instead the grand energies seemed as if something had snuffed a huge amount of it, now the areas were each energy appeared each possessed different kinds of energy. One region could simply have Qi, another could have Qi where each area within a region had specific element to it, there was mana which permeated the air in other regions, Spiritual force in others, infernal energy in another and so each massive region slowly claimed their own resource and their growth slowly diverted only towards these energies. Only there was one type of being that could survive and grow in each and every kind. The most mysterious which were all called Riders. Beings who were one with their mounts born for each other and cultivated together.
8 95Invisible {s.m}
She was human, he wasn't. "I usually don't fall in love with people like you" "I usually don't fall in love with dead people"
8 101Journey to the Old Era (Drisana's Mahabharat #1)
Drisana has always felt like she's in the wrong place, wrong time. Why? That has no answer. After her parents death, adventure lover Drisana has been travelling around the world to find peace in her heart which has always been missing. But things take a drastic change when she comes to visit the place that her parents belonged to, where she was born. One moment she was in the basement of her parental house and the next she somehow tumble through a energy portal to 5157 years back in time in the Dwapar yug, badly injured, right on the hands of the legendary heroes of Mahabharat, Pandavs. What is she doing there? How she reached from Kaliyug to Dwapar yug and why? Many more things are running through her mind and all she got from the mortal disguise of Lord Narayan, Krishna is, "Tum etihas ka hissa nahi balki etihas rachne aayi ho. Apni vaggya ka racaita tum khud ho. " (You're not part of the history. Rather you have come to create the history. You're the writer of your own destiny.) *********** Familiar with the Mahabharat? Don't worry if you're not. I've added a short description of the original Mahabharat plot in the book for those. This story will follow the original mahabharat storyline but in a vastly different way with a lot of twists and events in my style. 😉 I'm aware Mahabharat holds religious sentiments for some and I do not INTEND to offend anyone. This is for entertainment purpose only. So don't get serious or offended please. And I apologise in advance if you feel hurt by any content of the book.
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