Ancient-china Stories

A heart stone that once belonged to the "Goddess of Night" has been taken by the Lord of the Underworld though raccoon name Haunxion is an outcast he eventually becomes the hero after defeating the dark lord and this war between Heaven and Hell is finally put to a close. Takes place before Sun Wukong.

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"What is the use of fame and power if, in the end, you're not going to keep your life?" Zhang Wei, at the age of eighteen, has a very long dream. he sees his future life, his fame, his glory and his unfortunate death at the end. knowing his fate, Zhang Wei planned to change his life. in one decision, he cut his path towards the capital. planning to live his life as a farmer and hunter in the village. Revenge about his killer you say? Zhang Wei didn't have time for that. hate you say? what he felt for them is pure indifference.

*new writer, please share with me your thoughts* Welcome to Ancient China, the empire flourished with the emperor's powers and people. Yet, a powerful gang lead by a mysterious person, identity filled with mystery, no one could catch their leader, nor their gangsters, not even the emperor's army, princes nor general nor army.

Some time after the defeating the lord of the Underworld and retrieved Heng'e's lost relic Haunxion now lives in Hubei with his original family the red pandas. Though he doesn't carry their fur color they still appreciate what he did and lets him stay with them, but danger still rises from the threat of the great serpent prince Guō. Prince Guo is not taking his father's defeat lightly and Haunxion has always been a thorn at his side.

Jiuling was once tge daughter of the crown prince, the princess of a nation. She specialized in medicine and incredibly intelligent, and yet she was murdered. After her death, she actually ended up reincarnated into the body of a distressed orphan girl, Jun Zhenzhen. One of these days, Jiuling was going to go back to killer and get revenge. However, she had urgent matters at hand that needed tending to, trouble of which was left to her by the previous owner of Jun Zhenzhen. Jun Zhenzhen was a simple-minded person, an unruly and distressed orphan girl. She hoped to rely on the marriage that her grandfather had arranged and marry the perfect husband in the hearts of many woman- the young master of the Ning family. However, the Ning family completely abandoned her and was unwilling to go through with their arranged marriage. Furious, Jung Zhenzhen wanted to pretend to hang herself, but she ended up really dying. Thus, arrived Jiuling. Having taken Jun Zhenzhen's body, Jiuling quick- wittedly resolved the difficult situation and saved the Ning family from embarrassment and also stood up for herself. Unfortunately, this little feat was just the first step to her long road to accomplishing her revenge...

A/N: This is a slow-burn, mythic love story that spans eons. No explicit scenes. Only soul-deep longing, ancient prophecies, and names written in stars. This story is for readers who love romance that feels like poetry and fate. -- Before Time had a name, the Divine Dyads were unmade by the Dark. Now, Their scattered fragments-the Star Shards-must find each other across the Wheel of Rebirth. In a quiet village veiled in bamboo and mist, a sacred Flower blooms-and from it, a child is born. Zhū MìHuā, the Vermillion Secret Flower. Raised in ritual and mystery, she is the first of the Starborn. But far beyond her hidden grove, a boy descends. Chéng Xīngchén, the Prince of Heaven's Path-his name a prophecy, his presence a spark. Together, they are Light and Flame, Path and Bloom-two halves of a Celestial truth that could awaken the gods...or unmake the stars. For their names are more than names. They are echoes of a love older than the sky. And Destiny, once whispered, cannot be undone. -- WHEN THE WEAVER CHILD AWAKENS, THE STARS WILL REMEMBER THEIR SONG -- She was the First. The First of the Star Shards. The Reincarnation of the Pattern that Never Ends. The Spark from which all others would descend. He was made for her. Drawn to her by a Destiny older than Time. Her Fate carved in stone. His, forged in her light. Her existence made his possible. Through her, all others were called into being. Together, they were a myth written in the stars. Spindle of Fate. Flame of the Loom. Breath of the Stars. Path of the Prophecy. Born of the Primordial Dyads. Tears of the Mother Goddess. Seed of the Beast of the South. The Weaver Child. Priestess. Mother. Queen Consort. Way-Maker. Destiny Changer. Now, as ancient powers stir and celestial alignments awaken, her choices will shape not just one fate - but the Fate of all. In her hands lies the story of Heaven and Earth.

When a mysterious dragon and dragon rider crashes onto the beach of Dragon's edge the dragon riders learn that they weren't the first to train dragons. As they learn of the world from the very west known as China and there wise dragons what will Hiccup and the other dragon riders do with this information? What will happen when the Dragon hunters learn of this new dragon rider and his tales of the land in the far west. I do not any of the music or pictures used and I especially don't own the How to train your dragon franchise. The only thing I own is the character I've created to add and put my own little twist into the story. This story takes place during the Netflix series in the second season and possibly onward

The people of Ziyun cower in horror of Shih. As the cursed dragon veers to swallow the sun, the villagers strike drums and launch fireworks to scare it off. But that just invites another, otherworldly entity. An innocent sixteen-year old girl stumbles upon a child entity. She befriends him, which can be good for her people or her worst nightmare.

"Protecting you is what I'm supposed to do as your elder brother. We're family after all. And family always comes first." For Chang Sun, his elder brother is his everything, he has more respect for that person than for their own father. However, when said brother betrayed his trust and the ugly lies of the past became known, death may just not be enough to avenge his bloodthirst. When truth becomes lies and lies become truth, family becomes but just a meaningless word.