The Witch of White Stone

Kael was just a man. A former soldier, shaped by decades of battles, bad habits, and unspoken regrets. His story ended in 2020 — or so he thought. But death was only the beginning. Awakening in the Valley of the Forgotten, Kael is approached by Otrho, a being from an ancient organization known as LIGA. He is offered a second life — not as a man, but as an Epochwalker. Now reborn in 3473 B.C., in a parallel version of Earth near what would become Brussels, Kael explores a primal world and uncovers his purpose. From within the secretive Base Comandos, invisible to the eyes of mortals, he receives missions that ripple through history itself. With access to powerful tools and timeless knowledge, Kael must walk between ages, opening portals, restoring balance, and facing forces that thrive in shadows. He is not just surviving. He is reshaping humanity’s fate.

“What did you say?” Félix asked. She repeated, “Name your price.” “What is that supposed to mean?” His voice had tapered off with an unreadable emotion that got her weak in her knees, but she held out her chin. “Didn't you once offer to pay me off? Now, make me an offer I cannot refuse. Otherwise, I will go in there"—she gestured toward the Ball—"and make everyone think you dragged me out here to take advantage of me. I know exactly what that would do to your reputation.” “Say. That. Again,” Félix said through gritted teeth as he inched closer to her. ====================== She hadn’t meant to upset him or, worse, blackmail him. She didn’t even know who he was; she only knew he looked important because of how regally he stood in the moonlit dark. Estella was the baron of Cleverdale’s youngest, born into a hard life and always kept on her toes. Her stepsisters hated her. The baroness loathed her. And her father, the only one she called family, shattered her heart when he sold her to Viscount Alistair Ravensdale to cover up his misdeeds. The night of Lady Agatha’s ball, she seized her chance and ran straight into … Duke Félix of Chateaûbriant. In the dark, he mistook her for Princess Coralie, his fiancée, and kissed her. When the moon revealed her face, something about her stuck with him. He couldn’t shake the image of her running wildly or how she smelled like white lotus with hardcore roots. But when she threatened his reputation, he refused to play along. She returned to her world of cruel sisters and an unwanted engagement. What she hadn’t prepared for was the Duke arriving at her doorstep, making two outrageous claims. One. He was the Duke of Chateaûbriant. And two. She had stolen something valuable from him that night. What had she stolen without knowing it? Or worse, what could he possibly demand as repayment? ✯Like it? Add to Library!

Kael of the Shadowfang Pack has ruled the northern forests for over a decade with unmatched strength and unwavering loyalty to his pack. After years of war with rogue clans, Kael has vowed never to love again—not since his mate was killed in a brutal ambush. Cold, brooding, and powerful, Kael is feared by enemies and revered by his own. But everything changes the night he saves a mysterious woman from the edge of the woods—bleeding, human… and scent-marked by an ancient magic long forgotten. Her name is Elara, a runaway with no memory of her past but a strange connection to the moon and Kael himself. Despite being human, Kael feels an impossible pull toward her—a bond deeper than instinct, more dangerous than fate. As Kael tries to unravel the truth about Elara’s origins, dark forces stir in the forest. A forgotten prophecy reawakens. His enemies want Elara dead. And Kael must make the ultimate choice: His pack… or his destined mate.

In battling and defeating Kyuubi No Kitsune, the sealing jutsu unexpectedly sealed away Yondaime Hokage into Naruto. What will life for Naruto be like now that Yondaime is sealed away into him?

This is a collection of love stories between women, hidden away in the depths of my PC files and rediscovered. Each story explores a unique perspective on love, offering a variety of experiences. Some are long, others short—some filled with tender, heartwarming moments, while others delve into painful realities that might make you question the very nature of love itself. I’ll be translating and posting these stories gradually. I hope you’ll give them a chance and enjoy discovering the diverse ways these characters experience and express love. Because, in the end, love is an art.

Harry lived his life with a smirk and a shrug—selfish, manipulative, and unapologetically cruel. He betrayed friends, took advantage of strangers, and hurt anyone who stood in his way. His worst crime? Destroying others’ lives just to ease his own insecurities. But karma doesn’t forget. On the day he celebrated his biggest act of betrayal—stealing credit for a colleague’s work—fate caught up with him. A blade to the chest ended his life... or so he thought. Waking up in a mysterious, magical world, Alvara, Harry is greeted not by hellfire, but by the serene smile of the Goddess of Kindness. As punishment for his selfishness, she reincarnates him as a healer—the most hated, rare, and unappreciated class in this brutal new world. And to make matters worse, if he dares to overcharge or take advantage again, divine punishment will strike without mercy. Stripped of his old power, forced into compassion, and shackled by divine rules, Harry must now survive in a world where kindness is his only weapon—and redemption might be his only way out. Now Harry born as Cassian, with a new face, a new body, and a cursed profession: Healer have to live with kindness. "Can a man who never gave a damn... learn to care?"

What will happen to a Person who not supported to survive becomes a Survivor?Meet Kane,Who was pushed to Outskirts due to the Great Clans gots Infected the Nightmare Spell Note:This is an Alternate Universe from the original WebNovel Shadow Slave.This is Fanfiction might contain New Characters and takes on Alternate Paths

He swore a divine oath of loyalty. An oath he could never break, for his love for the goddess had never been surpassed. He was a fine young prince and a finer leader of men from a young age, yet he had avoided the suitors his father endlessly heeped upon him. The prince had little interest in the bed chambers of maidens for private affairs. That changed the day the prince of rivers visited their home. A beauty unlike any their lands had seen. A dark and feminine visage that struck the older prince like an arrow with a single, striking glance. He had never before doubted his oath. Yet he felt a great sense of fear as his eyes lingered upon the beauty before him. Was it really fear, though?

Damocles is reborn in ancient Greece, but not in the one familiar to historians, but in a world where gods and titans are real. Vague memories of his past life do not give him rest, but he has only one way ahead of him - the way up. Step by step, overcoming mortals and gods, he will rise to the top of Olympus. Support me on Patreon: patreon.com/ValikMurigov