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Dragon King's Alien Mate

Today we had decided to up the stakes. Preparation had taken place last night while we ate the rabbit squirrel creatures we had caught. The small animals had gone a long way into getting our energy back up. Sitting around the fire, we had fashioned bow and arrows from branches in the canopy and vines crawling along the trees. Finding some red berries, we had fastened them to the ends of the arrows in little pouches used from a shirt we had torn into strips. It would be like an archery version of paint ball tag. Okay. It was safe to say that my crew and I were having a little too much fun with this. My so-called mate would respect my strength and who I am, or he wouldn’t have me at all. On that I refused to budge. Each member of my crew had three arrows and had discussed our targets beforehand. Having led the unsuspecting group we were stalking to the clearing on purpose this morning, we were surprised when three additional dragons arrived. I didn’t know who they were, but they seemed to be on friendly terms with the search party. Kind of. We made adjustments for the additional ‘enemies’ just as we would in a real war situation. I hoped the new arrivals could cope with the game they had inadvertently walked, or flown, into. Surrounding the clearing, we listened to the conversation between the search party and the new dragons. I was surprised to learn that the three other men saw things the same way I did. It almost made me feel bad about what was getting ready to happen to them. Almost. My team slowly and steadily took their positions and aimed at their targets. Each of us had a maniacal grin. The adrenaline and the knowledge that we were about to take out the enemy in one fell swoop was giving us a high like nothing else could. I waited until the Drakians were completely distracted. I gave the signal. Arrows went flying. The group in the clearing was so shocked that every single one of them froze, giving us the perfect targets. Seriously? Did they really have no sense of self-preservation? There was no trace of any battle readiness. Each arrow flew straight and true. Seven people were dead in less than a minute. Or, they would have been had it been a real attack. It was almost comical to watch. The shock that froze them as they realized they were being attacked. Them! Kings! Actually being attacked! Each clutched their chests where two red stains were forming. The anguished yelling that took place as they watched their brothers and kings getting wounded and falling to the ground on their knees. Then the confusion as it registered that there was no pain from the injuries. The pale green one brought some of the red splatter to his nose and sniffed. He looked at it for a second with an odd expression but then grinned. That grin turned into a full belly laugh. “It’s jorgin berries,” he said, unable to contain his mirth. All three of the newly arrived men sat on their knees laughing so hard they were bent over clutching their stomachs for an entirely different reason than being shot. Rokk and the two trackers began chuckling as realization dawned on who could be behind the attack, trying their best to remain composed as their kings came down from the panic of almost losing their brothers. And then it happened. That moment I knew would come. I had held back my last arrow just for this. That moment Glacian realized that his ‘little mate’ had just made an ass out of their entire group. Out of four kings. His anger was so deep his face was turning a darker shade of blue. Almost royal blue. His eyes flashed dragon. “Kiera!” He roared with every ounce of pent-up anger coursing through his system. I took aim and let my arrow go. He was so worked up he never saw it coming. He wasn’t even looking for an additional attack. None of them were. The juice pouch end of the arrow smacked him right in the forehead, knocking him down on his backside.
Lori_Windle · 10.8k Views
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India 1990: From ₹100 to a Fortune

In 1990, India stood on the edge of historic change—economic uncertainty, social upheavals, and the whispers of liberalization that would soon reshape the nation. Amidst this backdrop, a young dreamer begins his journey with nothing but ₹100 in his pocket and an unshakable determination to change his destiny. India 1990: From ₹100 to Fortune is a gripping tale of resilience, ambition, and survival against the odds. From the bustling bazaars and chaotic streets of small-town India to the glittering promise of big-city success, the story follows a man who refuses to be bound by his circumstances. As every rupee becomes a gamble and every setback a test, he navigates betrayal, friendship, love, and the harsh lessons of ambition. This is not just a rags-to-riches tale, but also a mirror to India itself—emerging from struggles, breaking old shackles, and stepping into a new era of opportunities. Will sheer willpower and grit be enough to turn a single ₹100 note into a legacy of fortune? Or will the chaos of an India in transition swallow his dreams? A tale of perseverance, business, and the spirit of a nation in transformation—India 1990: From ₹100 to Fortune will inspire, challenge, and move you. (Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction inspired by historical settings. While the backdrop reflects certain socio-economic events in India during the 1990s, it is not a factual or complete historical account. Some names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination, while others may have been adapted in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is not intended to offend or target any religion, caste, culture, community, or belief system. It should be read solely as a tale of ambition, perseverance, and transformation during a period of national change.)
KING_Novel · 289.3k Views

Tales Of Shinobi

This world of Chakra is harsh, but rewarding. Kotetsu Hoku is a shinobi just trying to protect the people he cares about. In order to do that, he will have to face against suspicious clans, ambitious murderers, beasts of mass destruction, power hungry nations, immortal beings, and individuals who might as well be gods. And before he's finished, the baton will need to be passed on. Because the fighting never stops for the first Hokage. This is a progression fantasy story. Very loose fan fiction based on Naruto. Entirely original characters, original plot, and heavily rewritten world. Sometimes, the only similarity between canon and this will be in name. This story is Noob friendly! If you didn't bother reading or watching Naruto (or any subsequent series), don't worry as this story will explain abilities and powers as they are brought into focus. For those that did view the original story, I hope you enjoy this one. It had a lot of thought and effort put into it. Story Synopsis: The story begins with an event that seemingly jump-starts the Warring States period; Clans that should be at each other's throats are only just beginning to scratch the surface. War has yet to completely bloody the lands. The ancestors of Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha take the stage alongside other important figures over 40 years before the pair are even meant to be born. Witness this new alternate history as it unfolds. Warning: Long term story. No reincarnation, no isekai, no inserts. Multiple character perspectives. If you're wondering 'why bother writing all of this', stick around and find out. Please..! (Also posted on: Royalroad, Fanfiction, and AO3!)
taijudies · 28.6k Views
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Magus Supremacy

{WSA ENTRY 2025} __ "They said I had no magic. That I was worthless, a trash, a commoner and a peasant. But the day I awakened... the heavens shook, the world and continents trembled before my name: The Supreme mage!" Grey was born magicless in a world where magic defines everything. Mocked, beaten, left to rot by nobles who saw him as nothing. They should’ve killed him when they had the chance. After a brush with death, Grey awakens terrifying affinities that defy the laws of magic itself. From nobody to a monster who was both feared and respected, he earns a place at Lunaria Academy—where elite bloodlines reign and commoners are crushed. But Grey isn’t here to bow. He’s here to dominate. Armed with ruthless ambition and a squad of warriors from every race—elves, dwarves, phoenixes, and more—Grey’s rise to supremacy begins with vengeance... and ends in legend. This isn’t your typical underdog story. This is war. This is power. This is Magus Supremacy! _____________ Harem? No; although there are going to be several female interests, there won't be a Harem that I assure you all. OP MC? Yes; although he was weak from the start and always got bullied, he is going to be OP after unlocking at least 2 to 3 affinities so watch out. Action packed fights? Yes! Heart-pumping fights that will you keep you glued to your screens. Academy? Yes! Although the academy arc doesn't come through until a hundred chapters and that's because of how long I plan the book to last. _______________ Note: This book is participating in WSA, so I will appreciate it if y'all support this book with power stones and all. And I promise not to relent in chapter uploads. ___________ GOALS FOR MASS RELEASE!!! 500 Power stones= 2 extra chapters 500 Golden tickets= 2 extra chapters. Magic castle= 5 Chapters Spacecraft= 10 Chapters. Golden Gachapon= 15 Chapters. Note: all these mass release will take effect as soon as the goals have been met. ________________________ NOTE! Not stopping or dropping until I get to at least 1000 chapters so buckle in for a wild ride!
KBKayboy · 720k Views

I was just making up techniques... how did all of you become Emperors?

Chu Feng transmigrates to the vast and mysterious Xuantian Continent, a world where strength determines everything. But unlike others, he can’t cultivate at all. Just when it seems like he’s destined to remain weak and irrelevant, he suddenly awakens a strange system—one that allows him to grow stronger by accepting disciples. Lacking any real knowledge of cultivation techniques, Chu Feng does the only thing he can: he bluffs. He starts recruiting disciples using made-up martial arts and nonsense teachings, hoping to trick the system into making him stronger. What he never expected was that his disciples would take his nonsense seriously—and actually master the techniques he invented. Not just that, they go on to become terrifyingly powerful, shaking the world with their strength. A hundred years later, as his disciples stand at the peak of the cultivation world, one by one becoming legendary Emperors, Chu Feng can only look on in disbelief and mutter: “I made up those techniques… how did you all become Emperors?” ================================================================ Why You Should Read This: The main character doesn’t become overpowered overnight. This isn’t one of those stories where the protagonist takes in one disciple and instantly starts dominating everyone. Chu Feng has to build his strength gradually, and his progress feels earned. It avoids the usual face-slapping, power-trip routine. In the early chapters, you won’t find constant revenge arcs or exaggerated drama. The story takes its time and lets the world—and characters—develop naturally. There’s a subtle layer of humor. The contrast between Chu Feng’s nonsense teachings and the dead-serious disciples who actually succeed with them adds a light, clever touch that keeps the story fun without turning into full comedy. It plays with familiar cultivation tropes while adding a twist. If you’re used to reading xianxia or progression fantasy, you’ll recognize the structure—but this novel bends the formula in some refreshing ways.
joyce_4070 · 3m Views