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Hassan Ali Atish

Author: Raja_Shaib
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"Ragnulf, please don't do this to me, you are my mate..." Ragnulf cupped her face with soft hands. "Hush, my love. Listen to me, I will..." "Stop making promises that you can't keep,' her tears streamed down her face. "I hate myself for loving you, Ragnulf. I hate you." "Yet, I love you so much, my love." "Stop talking, Ragnulf,' she cried out. "Stop talking, stop with the lies,' she yelled, aggressively. Ragnulf continued and gave a sad smile. "No matter what happens between us, I promise to always love you, find you, in this life, in our next lives or even if it's in a hundred years, I promise to always locate you and I can never stop loving you, but just know one thing I will always come back for you?" "Ragnulf,' he shook his head. "NO! NOOO?" He screamed. "You are my mate, Ragnulf, we are not met to be seperated." "We can't be together and I can't accept the likes of you." "STOP IT." His wolf said within him… …………. Moon Velvela is an Omega, from the Stark Pride Pack, a wolf born out of a wayward family, denied of affection and love. All she ever wanted was to be loved and cherished by her family, and search for her one true love, her mate. However, her parents threw her out of the mansion because she refused to get married to the slut Alpha, her parents arranged for her. Homeless and stranded, she bumped into the cold hearted Alpha named Ragnulf, in the rain, realising he was her mate, turned her world upside down, thereby causing havoc.

Celine_Marshall · LGBT+
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The Reincarnated Mercenary's Only Skill is Item Box

"No one ever helped me no matter how much I suffered. So, tell me...why would I help others if there's no benefit to it for me?" After being sold off by his parents to human traffickers due to a physical deformity and ending up as a resident of the underworld, a jaded mercenary is killed during a mission gone wrong. "If only there was a way to carry my entire arsenal of weapons without weighing myself down..." As he dies, he suddenly find himself waking up in a younger, unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar world. He finds himself in a rundown orphanage located in a medieval world full of Magic and Monsters, his new body weak and frail. His new name is Jaedfern Meraled, or Jade for short. But he's not alone in being sent to this world...along with him for the ride is the Angel Arkiela, who was banished to this world for interfering with the human world out of boredom. Specifically, she used her powers to feed and amplify people's impulses and intrusive thoughts, including the people around Jade, whom she targeted to, in her words, "mess with", and subsequently went on to ruin his life. She then claims that their lives are now intertwined...if one of them dies, so will the other. While being uncertain as to whether she's being honest about that or lying so that he can't afford to kill her, Jade can't exactly risk putting it to the test, so he errs on the side of caution. Grudgingly, he decides to accept her presence around him, having no other choice in the matter. With that settled, she reveals that when people are reincarnated with their memories intact, they're given OP powers, usually as a reward or consolation for their circumstances in their previous life, and she then checks what abilities he's been bestowed with. In this world, there are three main elements to a person's Magic...their Magic Class; which is the core of their abilities, their Mana Pool; the quantity of Magical energy they possess, and finally, their Skills; special abilities that include active powers such as Appraisal and passive powers such as Heat Resistance. Each person possesses three Skills, without exception. As for Jade, his Magic Class is...well, he doesn't have one. And his Mana Pool...is nonexistent, he possesses no Magical energy whatsoever. And finally, his Skills...he only has one, titled "Mercenary's Item Box", a dimensional storage power with a number of abilities that can be unlocked by Leveling Up the Skill. Most people who are reincarnated are given OP powers, rewarded for either living a virtuous life, or as consolation for living a tortured life. But sometimes, people who've lived sinful lives, can be punished instead, bestowed with the bare minimum of abilities in worlds where such abilities are everything. And Jade is the latter. However, Jade may not necessarily be as bad off as it initially seems...because within his Item Box, is every weapon he owned during his previous life, weapons that don't exist in this world. Will it give him enough of an advantage to survive, and ideally thrive, in this medieval world rampant with violent crime and dangerous Monsters? One thing's for sure, it certainly won't be easy...

Aimdaqs · Fantasy
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Return of the Unknown Swordsman (WSA Submission Version)

Please note that this novel is fictional, and as such, the characters and organizations within are merely the subject of the author's intellectual devices. The year is 1009 A.D. Huanzhi Ren is the Unknown Swordsman, an assassin with over 37 years of experience in murdering adversaries. He has been the death of countless young warriors, 1200 to be exact. Among those who have fallen to his blade is even the former king, Qinluo. This man is considered by many to be a villain. His closest companion, you ask? A man named Suntao. His blood brother since abandonment. Huanzhi, also called Zhi or Zhi-zhi, has the aspirations to be the greatest warrior the martial arts world has ever known. By the way, screw all of these titles, I'm not gonna lie... that's pretty long to remember. "The Greatest Warrior the Martial Arts World Has Ever Known." Think that fits on a name tag? Hell no. In any case, Huanzhi is told of a pill by his blood brother that is rumored to give the absorber of it the amount of qi cultivation of 89 years of isolation training. The only problem? It's guarded by some of the greatest warriors to walk the realm... and Zhi-zhi can't fight with his right arm. Just before dying from his wounds from a fight with Lu Gongfen "The Falling Lotus Petal" (Seriously man, who names these stupid titles), Zhi regrets all the vile acts he has committed. As such, he is given a second chance at life. A chance to redeem himself. The only problem? It's 2023, and he doesn't have a blood brother around to keep him in check. Thank you for taking the time to read this pathetic little excuse of what I consider a novel. AND FOR GOD'S SAKE SOMEONE LEAVE A REVIEW FOR ME! I'M CHOKING ON MY LATE NIGHT COFFEE AS I WATCH THE READS. Updated Regularly (Usually every 2 days). Enjoy, and if you don't... Zhi-Zhi'll be after you soon... Don't you worry. I'll call him off.

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Life Changes in Thousandths of Ways

As a secretary of hell, my duty includes watching and recording from beginning to end of all the dead. Because of that, I have seen it all; true love, best friends, hatred… to the point that only after one hundred years, I have grown numb to these stories. On the 1000th working year celebration of my senior, our department threw a big party and drank until everyone passed out. Well, except me and him. The wine seemed to be nothing to him, while I only sipped a little since I don’t like wine that much. “How long have you been working here son?” he asked while having another bottle. “100 years sir,” I replied. While his head was up with the cup on his lips, he looked at me, “Do you still get affected by the dead’s lives?” “Not anymore, sir,” I quickly replied and also took a sip. *Gulp* he knocked down another bottle. I can’t believe how he is not drunk yet. “Ah! That was good,” he smiled with satisfaction, then turned to me. “Yesterday, I read a story that made me cry after hundreds of years,” He told me. My eyes wide opened, “No way! You have been doing this for 1000 years. What kind of life did that dead have?” “If you want to know,” the senior didn’t finish. He raised his hand and opened his library portal. A black circular void appears and slowly, a stack of paper comes out. I am all familiar with this, but what caught me off guard was the amount of paper that kept increasing like it has no end. When the senior closed the portal, the paper on the table was about ten lives. “There is so much. I think you are a little drunk sir,” I told him. But he shook his head, “Not at all. These are indeed that dead’s whole lives.” “No way, how much drama did that death go through to have this much details,” I was shocked. The senior didn’t respond. He just looked at me weirdly and said, “If you want to know, read it, I am too tired to talk.” And with that, the senior lied down and snored. “Uh… That was weird,” I thought to myself. I then stood up, hugged the huge stack of paper and quietly got out of the party room, and went home. That night, even though I was working during the day and had to attend a party at night, I couldn’t sleep. Like magic, my eyes couldn’t take a glance off the paper that was sitting on my table. After two hours of staring, I finally got out of bed and sat down to read. The story starts out normal and generic like all the other dead’s lives, but after his 17th birthday, I was so immersed that I took three days off just to read nonstop without any sleep. When I got to the final words, tears rained from my eyes nonstop. This story will forever affect me and will constantly be in the back of my mind.

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