Gunpowder סיפור

After a devastating defeat, humanity was forced to give up their land and relocate to two isolated continents that were labeled as impossible to live on. After hundreds of years while the rest of the world focuses on agricultural and living conditions. Humanity had focused on its weapons and military. As years of isolation were broken and tensions rise, the fate of the world is left uncertain.

They call her "black sheep"-the rebellious one, a name that tastes like wine and gunpowder, born from the echo of a wild bullet that refuses to find a target, choosing instead to pierce only the sky. She is a spark-a wild bullet breaking through the hush of dawn, untamed, unclaimed, refusing the aim of hands that wish to hold her still, a heartbeat that races faster than fear. She blooms where no gardener dares to kneel, a wildflower with roots tangled in rebellion, drinking rain as if it were freedom itself, ignoring fences and neatly kept rows, her petals laughing at the thought of cages. The world hands her a map and a compass, but she tosses them into the river, for She is the journey without a road, a shot fired not to kill but to run-a heartbeat that ricochets through mountains. She knows responsibility is a leash, a rope that strangles the wind in her hair, so she runs with storms instead of clocks, letting sunsets be her only deadline, and the moon is her only ruler. And if you try to hold her, you will find only the scent of rain and the fading hum of a bullet's song, for Anaia is the flower that grows even in the cracks of the prison wall.

⚔️ The Wayward Company "He came from an age of gunpowder and discipline... and found himself in a world of magic and monsters." The year was 1785 when Silas Ward was born - a Virginian by birth, a soldier by blood. The son of a frontier rifleman and a veteran of the Revolution, Ward grew up in the lingering smoke of musket fire and the echoes of liberty's war drums. His father's stories were full of powder, honor, and men who carved a nation from wilderness. Ward became one of them - a United States Marine, a captain forged in the chaos of the War of 1812 and the Barbary Wars that followed. He knew the sting of salt air, the ring of sabres, and the thundering recoil of a musket - his father's old Charleville, a relic from another war. He knew discipline, courage, and the silence that comes after battle. He thought he knew the world. Until one night, the world changed. A storm unlike any other swallowed his ship whole - and when he awoke, the sea was gone. In its place stood a land of twin moons and crimson dawns, where men walked beside elves and devils bore human faces. A place where steel and sorcery shared the same battlefield. To its people, he was an enigma: a foreigner in a tattered blue coat, wielding a thunderous weapon no forge could craft and speaking of wars no bard had sung of. To himself, he was something worse - a ghost adrift in a world that was not his own. But fate has a strange sense of humor. In this new realm, Silas Ward would cross paths with others who carried their own scars: a half-elf devoted to divine justice, a young fighter chasing her worth, a brooding warlock haunted by the cost of power, and a tiefling bard whose charm hides a wounded heart. Together, they will become known as The Wayward Company - not by choice, but by destiny. Their story is one of exile and rediscovery, of loyalty born in the fires of difference. For while some heroes are made by gods, and others by magic... Silas Ward was made by war.

I was just a normal girl, living a normal life, in a normal world. Well, that's what I thought before I met Them. It's been a year since I got out of the hospital. That limousine did some damage to my right arm and right leg, but nothing too serious. Since then, everything has been... Unordinary. That's the only thing I can describe it as. Once, I was a barista who went out to the bar with her friends every Friday. Now I'm being manipulated and lied to be people I barely know. I'm being forced to fight for two organizations. But the thing is... Those two organizations are fighting against each other. Who do I choose?... The good organization who saves people and makes promises they can't keep? Or... The bad organization who kills people and makes promises they can keep?

[COMPLETED] On the seemingly endless cliff face of the Dawnwall, one wrong step means a long fall and a slow death. In a place where airships fill the sky and cities rest in alcoves of stone, a fear of heights is an embarrassing affliction, not that Aelyn Ellis will ever admit it. At fifteen years old the young shepherd is perfectly content spending his life buried in books, studying swashbuckling adventure from the comfort of a wool-cushioned chair. Unfortunately, as it is said on the Dawnwall, no one is above that which lies below. It is a cold and windless morning when Aelyn's non-paternal grandfather dies in an accident at the town's pier. Without a will, Aelyn loses everything: his home, his flock, and his library. Aelyn is left with only the clothes on his back and a single book in his pocket, a book that holds a dangerous secret. Burdened with the knowledge of a treasure unlike any other, Aelyn makes the choice to face his fear, setting forth on a voyage across the high-skies. Pursued by bloodthirsty sky pirates and haunted by ghostly apparitions, Aelyn must band together with a crew of privateers to unlock the secret of a fortune so valuable it could change the future... and the past.

Author's note: Undercover Curiousers is the fourth book a series that began with Undercover on the Titanic. After surviving the Titanic sinking (despite the malfunction of Silverwood School's time machine), an attempt to rescue my parents in China and a kidnapping attempt by a gang of American security agents, Licia, Miguel and I are press-ganged onto a British 20 gun frigate in 1788 CE. Unfortunately, France has just declared war in support of the American war of independence. We quickly learn some new terminology useful on a 20 gun sailing frigate including;- lubber hole, futtock shrouds, jib halyard, bowsprit, mizzen sail, head (toilet), belaying pins, burgoo, cat 'o nine tails and grog. When a French frigate appears, we discover how to fire a ten gun broadside and how not to abandon a sinking ship as it runs aground. But leaving the ship makes us deserters . . . and the navy hangs deserters by the neck . . . from the yard arm.

. introduction book :) / . about me

A brief description of a moment in the life of Jar El Ouzz, the lumber merchant from Jel Oasis, while on his journey to Tiflet in Savilla.

Sebastian Moran is suffering from withdrawal. His new boss, James Moriarty, won't tolerate drug use in his criminal empire (unless he's the one using the drugs, of course). Will Sebastian be able to drop his addiction? What will it take for him to become clean? (Ships in this fanfiction include: MorMor, Johnlock, Mystrade, and others)

Surely you all know who Guy Fawkes is right?

Malcolm Atkinson is 25 years old med-student with a bright future, but his life will take a very different turn. One day, Malcolm is invited to a friend's house for a party. While at the party, he had a violent allergic reaction that caused him to fall into a coma with little chance of waking up anytime soon. Now on to Dominic Jasper, Archduke of Farelian-Abywyn, and Son of the Champion of Aurora. A man wishing to make his name known to all and to put his mark on history, such a man was nearly laid-low by an invisible enemy. Dominic's family contacted a druid to heal his ailing body and tasked him to search for a soul to heal his own. In the ethereal plane, the two encounters each other and Malcolm agrees to assist Dominic's condition, forever changing their fates and those around them.

Creepers, give them a chance to live

Zephyrin, a highly trained bodyguard whose purpose is to uphold the interests of his country, must confront his past upon being assigned to protect an adventurous young boy. Skilled in the shadow arts and the mysterious Cambrian language, Zephyrin must use every trick in his book in order to complete his mission and restore honor to his family name.

The Cultivation World's First Demolition Expert Meet Li Wei, a college student who's just trying to survive his cashier job, cram for exams, and squeeze in some light novel reading between customers. Until one totally mundane (and slightly embarrassing) accident sends him face-first into the afterlife - and straight into a baby body in a mysterious cultivation world. Only problem? His new parents speak in some ancient dialect that sounds like a mix of unintelligible poetry and very bad karaoke. But don't worry - baby Li Wei quickly deciphers their babble and grins a creepy, unsettling smile because he knows his secret weapon: gunpowder. Forget spiritual energy and flying swords - Li Wei is here to blow things up, literally. While the local maid is convinced the newborn is possessed (or just suffering from gas), the parents insist it's just the flickering candlelight playing tricks. With nothing but a brilliant mind, a burning curiosity, and an unhealthy obsession with explosions, Li Wei swears to rewrite every rule of cultivation... one TNT blast at a time. Will he become the greatest cultivator in history? Or just the loudest? One thing's for sure: this cultivation world will never be the same - and the maid definitely won't sleep tonight.

Revin Henrir is a telepathic beastspeaker who dreams of leaving his monastic island home to tame the world's fiercest beasts. When he saves the life of an adventuring monk, he discovers Narazoth, an exiled monk who plans to conquer the world with an army of sorcery-fueled machines. Revin joins forces with Omrai, the military leader of the Ateyan Empire, to stop Narazoth's reign of terror. But even as Revin faces the brutal realities of war, he must learn to sympathize not only with the beasts he controls, but the humans he doesn't understand. NOTE: The current draft of this book is finished! I'll be posting a few chapters every week after the initial burst. So, read with the knowledge that this book will finish! I will publish chapters Monday, Wednesday, and Friday after the first week. I want to give you plenty to chew on!

In the rugged lands of Dun Morogh, nestled among the towering peaks of Khaz Modan, a tale of valor and destiny unfolds. Here, where the earth holds secrets as ancient as the mountains themselves, lived a dwarven sniper named Kardel Sharpeye.

"One who goes to fight a war is bound to lose his soul, for i have lost it a long time ago..." In Vaselean empire battle is leaded for supremacy between three nations, three leaders and three religions that once coexisted as one nation. Josuah is a young soldier that lost everything to the pleague that suddenly cutted throug the empire. Now he is left with two choices, to stand on the side of his people or to continiue fighting with his comrades in desperate attempt to reunite the country to witch he swore his liyality to.He is putted in a world where cannons and muskets slowly push knights out of the battlefields as he leads an desperate fight for his life.

Amardin Aurennan, a man who has spent his whole life on the run from a tyrant king, is commander of The Hunters, an elite military group allied to the elves. When the king declares himself an emperor and brutally destroys most of the elven kingdom, Amardin sets out to revive the dying rebellion, and then to take back his birthright. But the tyrant has other plans for him. (Original story, not very good, should get better after chapter 2 though, so hang in there. This will take a while to write, as the story is quite complicated.)

The idea of towns vanishing is a strange idea. History has had towns that has "Vanished" but most can be explained, destroyed in war, abandoned and forgotten, or may have never existed. It wasn't deemed true, at least until it happens again.

In a mythic world at the twilight of ancient magics and the dawn of early gunpowder-where cultivation arts ignite forgotten bloodlines and fledgling technologies hum with echoes of the wild-the end of one journey sparks the beginning of another. The death of Emrys Merlin, the most famous and influential wizard in history and head of the Merlinian Coven, sets off a chain of events that will forever alter the fate of magic itself. Overwhelmed with grief, Saline Merlin-his daughter and heir-accidentally traps Camelot Castle, its surrounding town, and all of its people inside a spellbound book. As centuries pass, the memory of Camelot fades into legend. The world that rises in its place is a wild and fractured tapestry of ancient magic, newborn technology, and bloodlines shaped by forces long forgotten. Now, 1,290 years later, the ripples of Saline's accident are awakening once more-and the descendants of once-great powers must reckon with a legacy buried by time. Wolves guard forgotten forests. Druids command living trees. Shapeshifters, witches, and warriors clash in the twilight between what was-and what could yet be. The past was never truly lost. And history is ready to be rewritten.