Ancientworld Stories

Zanim człowiek stworzył miasta... stworzył pierwszy kęs. Każda cywilizacja zaczęła się od pytania: „Czy to zjem?" Jedzenie nie było tylko przetrwaniem. Było technologią. Było rytuałem. Było władzą. Było ewolucją. Od pierwszych łowców przemierzających dziką planetę... przez ogień, fermentację, alkohol, przyprawy, cukier, kawę, zakazane rośliny i tajemnicze grzyby... aż po przyszłość, gdzie człowiek zaczyna projektować własne pożywienie. EATSEEKER odkrywa ukryty kod zapisany w każdym posiłku. Bo prawda jest prostsza, niż myślisz: Nie tylko ty wybierasz jedzenie. Jedzenie przez tysiące lat wybierało ciebie.

Neriel (Eliano Rossi) Neriel, known in the human world as Eliano Rossi, is a man who has lived for more than three centuries without aging. A guardian of the ancient balance between life and death, he works for the Ministry of Endings, ensuring that death remains the final chapter of every mortal journey. Calm, mysterious, and impossibly wise, Neriel has witnessed civilizations rise and disappear, watched kingdoms become dust, and carried the memories of countless eras within his heart. Yet beneath his supernatural power and endless knowledge, he remains deeply human. A romantic soul hidden behind the mask of a cosmic guardian, Neriel believes that love is the strongest force that survives time. He has loved many times throughout his long existence, and each person he lost became a precious memory he refused to let fade. He lives in an ancient Italian house filled with magical artifacts, forgotten books, and memories from worlds beyond imagination. He can cross realms, understand forgotten languages, and manipulate ancient magic, but the things that matter most to him are often the simplest: A remembered voice. A shared dance. A handwritten letter. A moment that time could not erase. To the universe, Neriel is a protector of endings. But to those who truly know him... he is a man who spent centuries searching for something that even eternity could not replace: a reason to keep his heart alive. 🌙

ကျင့်ကြံသူတိုင်းသည် ဂုဏ်သတင်း၊ အာဏာနှင့် အလှပန်းများကို လိုက်ရှာကြသည်။ သို့သော် ကောင်းကင်ဘုံပေး ပြိုင်ဘက်ကင်းပါရမီကို ပိုင်ဆိုင်ထားသည့် ကျွင်းဝူယုံ အတွက် ထိုအရာများသည် အဓိပ္ပာယ်မဲ့သော အရာများသာ ဖြစ်သည်။ သူ၏ ရည်မှန်းချက်မှာ တစ်ခုတည်းသာရှိသည်-ထာဝရအသက်။ မနိုင်လျှင် ပြေးမည်။ မလိုအပ်သော ရန်ငြိုးများကို ရှောင်မည်။ အသက်ရှင်ကျန်ရစ်နိုင်သူကသာ နောက်ဆုံးတွင် အောင်နိုင်သူ ဖြစ်သည်ဟု ယုံကြည်သော သူသည် တိတ်ဆိတ်စွာ ကျင့်ကြံရင်း တစ်လှမ်းချင်း အမြင့်ဆုံးအဆင့်သို့ တက်လှမ်းသွားမည်။ သို့သော်... ကံကြမ္မာက သူ့ကို အေးချမ်းစွာ နေခွင့်ပေးပါ့မလား။ ထာဝရအသက်သို့ ဦးတည်သော လမ်းကြောင်း၏ အဆုံးတွင် သူ စောင့်ကြိုနေသည်မှာ အဆုံးမဲ့အာဏာ လော၊ သေခြင်းတရား လော၊ သို့မဟုတ် လူတိုင်း မသိသေးသော အမှန်တရားတစ်ခုလော...

Wang Anshi and Sima Guang were best friends, but they parted ways due to their different opinions on Xining Reformation. At that time, Zhao Xu, Emperor of Northern Song Dynasty, was in power of this empire. The Northern Song Dynasty tried to appease Liao and Western Xia. The dispute between Reformist Party, led by Wang Anshi, and Conservative Party, led by Sima Guang, increased the political turmoil and uncertainties of Northern Song Dynasty. At that critical moment, Liao and Western Xia conspired to force Northern Song Dynasty into an irreparable situation. The strange case of Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang brought them together to investigate the truth. Then, Northern Song Dynasty won the Battle of Xihe. Zhao Xu was so excited that he gave Wang Anshi his jade belt as a reward. Could Wang Anshi and Sima Guang become best friends again? In the turbulent situation of Northern Song Dynasty, could they put aside their past conflicts and turn danger into safety? Could they fulfill their youthful oath, live and die together, and leave their names in history? Thousands of years later, all things are gone. Only the fragrance of laurel branch remains, and the river flowing in vain, as the sound of eternal injustice. This story is completely fictional. Please do not project it onto real historical events. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Couverture: The National Palace Museum Collection. Jiang Tingxi, Sweet Osmanthus (detail), during the Qing Dynasty. © 2024 NATIONAL PALACE MUSEUM. Printed book and E-book on Blurb: https://www.blurb.ca/b/12947028-fragrance-of-laurel-branch

⚔️ The Immortal Sword... A legendary weapon that has eluded anyone for thousands of years. It belongs not to the most powerful warrior, but to the one chosen by the sword itself. The entire world is drenched in blood for that sword, and there was a mysterious swordswoman whose name alone on the battlefield made the hearts of enemies tremble... Shao Arya. Her past is a secret. No one has ever seen her face. But the moment she draws her sword... Death is inevitable. Who is the true owner of the Immortal Sword? What is Shao Arya's hidden past? There is only one more battle to reveal the secret that will change the world...

Some loves are written in the stars. Theirs was written across time. When Nahla, a young woman with a heart devoted to forgotten ruins and flowers, touches an ancient blue rose carved into the stones of a lost kingdom, she is pulled centuries into the past. There, she meets King Zain-a ruler feared by his enemies, admired by his people, and imprisoned by a lonely heart that has forgotten how to smile. She was never meant to belong to his world. He was never meant to love someone who belonged to another time. Yet among war, whispered promises, moonlit gardens, and impossible roses, two souls become bound by a love that refuses to surrender to fate itself. When destiny tears them apart, they make a promise that even death cannot break. One waits through the passing of forty long years. The other carries his memory across centuries. Between them blooms a single blue rose-a flower that should never exist, yet blossoms for a love that time could never erase. The Ruins and the Rose is a haunting tale of destiny, sacrifice, hope, and eternal love-a reminder that some hearts are connected beyond history, beyond life, and beyond the limits of time. Because true love doesn't end... it waits.

A young maiden of humble background finds herself thrust into the world of a terrifying folklore. The distinction between fiction and reality blurs in a mist of secrets, and Airin is left navigating a strange world with nothing but the deadly pull of fate and her will to live. A mysterious organization, the binds of a centuries-long tradition, an unexpected romance with blue blood and a foreign power all seem like the perfect mix for chaos for an ordinary girl. There is no smoke without a fire, as there are no myths without an origin, and legends; without heroes. (Disclaimer! Cover not mine.)

In the golden heart of Abbasid Baghdad, a girl with eyes of two colors hides stories that enchant even princes. A young poet, bound by duty, finds in her a muse he cannot resist. Between whispered verses, palace intrigue, and forbidden love, they must navigate a world where freedom is dangerous-and every glance could be their last.

She woke up with absolutely no knowledge of her life, her purpose and worst her name Until the flashbacks, figments of her memory started coming together piece by piece. Until the flames in her burned so wild for the world to see. Then she realized that whoever she was, she had been given a second chance to protect her loved ones. To finish what started years ago..... BADASS cover by the awesome @Laentheon

Some truths were never meant to be uncovered. Long after the world was broken, people learned to live among its ruins. Cities stand on the bones of what came before. Beneath them, something older remains sealed. No one speaks of the past. Not completely. But silence does not erase what was done. When fragments of a forgotten history begin to surface, those who uncover them must decide whether some truths were buried for a reason. Because not everything lost was meant to be found. And some forms of mercy come at a cost. From the Ashen Verse.

A gifted temple healer. A wounded foreign warrior. A soul-deep connection neither can explain. When Zahara breaks the sacred rules to heal Ren, she awakens memories of a past life- one where their love was forbidden, powerful, and torn apart by fate. Now his soul has found her again...and destiny refuses to let them stay apart.

There exists a path unseen by ordinary eyes-a road woven from forgotten seconds and shattered stars. When the world sleeps, it awakens. Our protagonist steps onto this path not by choice, but by fate. To one side stands the Time DAO, an eternal order where moments breathe and memories bleed. Here, the past whispers regrets, the future glows with cruel promises, and every step forward steals something precious. Time is not a line-it is a judgment. To the other side stretches the Space DAO, vast and silent, where distance bows to will. Floating gates open to dying worlds, newborn realms, and wars that were never meant to exist. Space does not ask where you go-only why. As the MC walks between them, reality trembles. Each decision reshapes history. Each hesitation creates a new universe. Power tempts him. Truth hunts him. Because this path was not created to grant miracles. It was created to choose a ruler. And only one who can walk between time and space-without losing his soul-will reach the end.

I understand the cover of these one-shots looks very silly (Cover by Renicuzwhynot? on Amino.), but do not think that's what this book is. I hope to make it serious and historically accurate. At the beginning of this book there will be lots of ancient world, but maybe in due time I will move up the ladder to middle ages. If my worldview offends you stop reading now. I will not change it to suite the perceived needs of others. It's how I see the world. Everyone has a different way of seeing it. THERE WILL BE NO SMUT WHATSOEVER IN THIS BOOK. I know that not a lot of people post content about the ancient world and I've always wanted to see something like that. I hope this quenches the thirst for other historical loving Country-human fans. I hope you enjoy.

Yalineh is a genius teenager. Novah is mysterious child. They meet on a fated mountain hike. Yalineh is devastated about her life's work being taken from her and Novah needs a new family. Their bond leads to a story that saves the world. Entry for Open Novella Contest Started: February 2, 2020 (02/02/2020 :)

Book 2 of the "Aether" tetralogy After a twelvemonth of rule, Falco's quiet reign as the Divine Deucalion of Aether when his beloved Rowena is abducted by Acinonyx, the Crown Prince of Hyperion. Now to get her and the other women of the palace back, Falco leads a rescue expedition, but can he trust Taurus Minor, the evil-hearted High Priest of the Earth Bull?

Fourth book in the Aether tetralogy. When Falco and Rowena learn that Aether not only still exists, but that the treacherous Taurus Minor, High Priest of the Earth Bull, has returned as well and is now ruling as its king, the Divine Deucalion of Aether and his Queen return to liberate all who have settled there since from a tyrant.

The desert is Khamisi's only home, yet the decades of no rain have driven all signs of life from it. When the nomad finally resigns herself a fate of scrap jobs and begging, she encounters her way out. Khamisi is hired by a charismatic foreigner to guide him through the desert in search of a rumored treasure. Something is amiss with the man. Nikias doesn't sleep. He speaks as if in conversation with the sky. Even more bizarre are the missing belongings, symbols sewn onto her clothes and traced in sand, bruises on his body. It doesn't take long to uncover his little treasure and with it, his secret. Now Khamisi is trapped between two choices: die in that cave or join Nikias' sinister plan. The clock has been set; the weathers shifting with whispers of an illegitimate throne and smokes of war. Khamisi must play Nikias' game if she wants to live. But she'll do anything to survive, even if that means destroying everything she's known.

They don't run from fate... they stare it in the eyes and fight together. Their love doesn't promise a happy ending - only that they'll return.