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'Just how long have you been messing around in the Shinobi world? I've been here since the Sage of Six Paths founded Ninshu!' I was there for the battle against Kaguya. I was still there during the clash between Indra and Asura... I have witnessed the rise and fall of eras, sitting idly by as the Shinobi world wages its endless wars. Though I rarely lift a finger, legends of my existence are etched into every corner of this world. Time is a ruthless blade that strikes down even the brightest of prodigies, but I intend to stand taller than time itself. I am the one who knows all there is to know in the Shinobi world-a true Immortal! .............................. "Let's take a look at your 'Shinobi Age'." "Oh? You've already reached a century old? My, you gave me quite a fright!" "Let me give you a baseline number, just so you can grasp the sheer caliber of the veteran standing before you..." "My age in the Shinobi World is.... 5,000 YEARS!!!"

Dahlia Myhir Jonson is the girl who died-and came back. Brutally beaten by her mother at just ten years old, Dahlia was declared dead... only to wake up hours later on a mortuary table, fully healed and very much alive. With a new name, a new town, and a body that heals faster than any vampire's, she's been hiding in plain sight ever since. Now seventeen, Dahlia is trying to pass for normal in Mystic Falls-a town where secrets are currency and the dead never stay buried. She's got friends, a decent GPA, and an on-again-off-again thing with Matt Donovan. But when Matt dumps her-again-for the ever-perfect Elena Gilbert, Dahlia's patience wears thin. Especially when Elena starts making moves on the mysterious new guy, Stefan Salvatore. What no one knows is that Dahlia is far more than the "quirky" girl in gym class. Her powers are growing. Her past is catching up to her. And there's something ancient in her blood that even the vampires don't understand. In a town full of supernatural predators, Dahlia isn't prey. She's the storm they never saw coming.

"You are destined to die if you continue on this path. You cannot change your fate!" He lifted his head to gaze at the heavens, fingers tightening around his sword hilt. "What if I can?" he muttered faintly. "I've done it before. I can do it again." Born in a desolate lower realm, he grows believing he is ordinary - an insignificant youth with a dream to reach the elusive peak. But the world suppresses him. A history buried in the endless river of time resurges. Seals weaken. The abyss stirs. Chaos begins to awaken. As he rises step by step among peerless geniuses, the heavens respond with tribulations. Immortals stand in his way. Fate tightens its grip. The Heavens itself moves to erase him. Yet he takes another step forward. If Immortals seek to destroy him, he will cut out a mountain of corpses. If the heavens block his path- He will carve one with his sword.

To save her brother, Veronica decides to dig up a vampire's grave and must grapple with the dangers that come with fraternizing with a killer. ***** There's a reason buried things should stay buried. Desperate to save her dying brother, Veronica digs up Lucius' grave--a notorious vampire with endearing charm and a thirst for redemption. Ignorant to the spotlight now on her family after releasing a killer back into the world, Veronica must grapple with her new reality while Lucius is forced to finally face the ghosts from his past, pulling him into the hell he helped create. As enemies begin to draw closer, Veronica finds herself having to choose a side, and leaning toward one she never thought she would. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren Tachibana

Sometimes you just might have to die to live again. ***** When art historian Reine Baldwin meets Gabe Moran, a charming journalist, she has no idea their blossoming love will shatter her comfortable life. But a series of clues lead Reine to discover that she's not alone in knowing that she was born centuries ago and-worse yet-there are many things she apparently doesn't even remember. Reine has to face a forgotten past and a forgotten ex-husband (the handsome billionaire Max Baldovini), who-like her-is immortal and cannot truly die. Should she trade her ordinary life with Gabe for the love of Max, a man who's worshipped her for half a millennium? The choice should be easy, until Reine starts to remember things that Max is desperate to make her forget. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

They died one month apart. One's death is mourned while the others death is celebrated. On a lone mountain top two immortals awake after being shown what exactly happened to the two young men and the innocent who died on a mountain of corpses. They set out to save those who were wronged by the so-called righteous clans. Major character deaths Time travel fic Supernatural elements Cover photo belongs to the rightful artist on Pinterest This story will follow some of The Untamed storyline. The rest will be of my own imagination. the characters do not belong to me. they solely belong to mxtx.

𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛: 𝙸𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚔𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝. 〖𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 〗 ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Twisted WonderlandxFem!Reader !Characters might be OOC! !My knowledge on twst is limited so some things might be inaccurate from the cannon manga and such!

it's a story about an elf-vampire who fell asleep for 1500 years . When she woke up , humanity disappeared without that much hint , same for her power. She decide then to explore the new world and try to resolve the mystery . Will she find a hint I. a world where everything change ?

Is a duck god in Greek mythology being the most powerful God and he makes the world and does other things but the point is chaos so the story is supposed to be funny

Vianne Rousseau paints like she's hiding something. Theo Arden doesn't ask questions at first. But the studio feels too quiet. The paintings too familiar. And some details... refuse to be ignored. The more he observes, the more one thought refuses to leave him..... something about her doesn't belong to this time. And Lavender...it belongs to her (Not ai btw and it's my first story sorry if any mistakes)

For countless eras, Feng Liang answered every prayer. As a god, he believed it was his duty to listen to every plea, to respond to every cry for help. He never refused anyone. But somewhere along the way, he realized he had forgotten his own dream - to live for himself. In solving the world's problems, he had neglected his own wishes. "Do I not deserve a life of my own?" With that single question, he staged his death. While the heavens mourned and mortals wept at his funeral, the god they worshipped silently sealed his cultivation and vanished into a remote mountain village. Now, he farms for himself. He cooks for himself. He builds for himself. For the first time in eternity, he lives for himself. But even suppressed, his presence reshapes reality. Spirit herbs bloom where he walks. Mortal tools awaken into artifacts. And without their silent pillar, the balance of the heavens begins to fracture. The world thinks he's dead. And, he intends to keep it that way.

_Immortality may seem like a blessing...but to Seungcheol it was a curse because without him, it was nothing more than an endless emptiness._ Choi Seungcheol, the only son of the prominent General Na, was never meant to fall in love - least of all with someone beneath his world. But he did. Yoon Jeonghan, a low-ranking man with a quiet smile and a secret he hid from everyone. A secret powerful enough to turn him into a prize. When the truth was discovered, he was taken - caged, displayed, and offered to the highest bidders. A legend whispered among the powerful: his blood could grant immortality. In a world driven by greed, love was never meant to survive. And when Seungcheol chose him... everything fell apart. Jeonghan died that day. Seungcheol didn't. And that was the beginning of his curse.

Bonnie Laurent chose forever with full awareness of what it would cost. The Continuum does not consider that relevant. Emi Carter has spent nearly three centuries understanding how systems hold. Where they break. What they do to anything that refuses to fit. Bonnie does not fit. And this time, love is not the question. Definition is. WLW • Vampire Romance • Political Supernatural • Slow Burn • Mature

"ကျွန်တော် သူ့ကို လက်ထပ်ချင်တယ်" "သခင်လေးဖန် သူက ချမ်းသာတဲ့ ဒုတိယ မျိုးဆက်၊ တည်ထောင်သူမိသားစုရဲ့ တတိယမျိုးဆက် ပြီးတော့ မြို့တော်မှာ မြင့်မြတ်ပြီး ကျော်ကြားတဲ့လူနော်၊ သူက မင်းကို လက်ထပ်မှာ မဟုတ်ဘူး " "ဘာလို့လဲ၊ ကျွန်တော်က ချောပြီး ထက်မြက်တယ်၊ ခြေလှမ်း တစ်လှမ်းတည်းမှာတင် လှည့်ကွက် ပေါင်း တစ်ရာကို တီထွင်နိုင်တဲ့သူပဲလေ" "သခင်လေးယဲ သခင်လေးပိုင်ကတော့ အဲ့ဒီလိုတွေးမှာ မဟုတ်ဘူး"

Far on the northern border of the kingdom, where frost never lifts, lies the Duke's domain. It is said that a vampire keeps to the heart of his ancient manor - Too elegant. Too refined to belong among the living. Burdened by a sorrow that lingers - an echo of something once human. Never seen in daylight. Never seen smiling. Always shrouded in shadows... and silence. When a young servant strays too far and crosses the threshold of that forbidden room, he doesn't realize - some doors, once opened, never let you leave. Summoned. Mesmerized. He is drawn deeper into the legend: A presence carved by discipline, bearing the quiet authority of one who rules from the dark. Yet his voice is veiled in gentleness - soft enough to disarm, like silk hiding a blade. But the deeper he falls, the greater the danger. For beneath the mask of noble courtesy and unyielding iron, no one knows what truly slumbers. And perhaps... something unthinkable begins to bloom. How far can you love someone the world calls a monster? When longing swallows the night, will the myth be broken - or sealed for eternity? A slow-burn, sensual, and captivating Gothic romance - where even a vampire might smile... if you dare to knock on his door.

They were never meant to find each other. Hidden across the world, living different lives, the daughters of Dracula grew up believing they were ordinary... until the night everything changed. Strange dreams. Uncontrollable powers. A hunger they can't explain. Now hunted by ancient vampires and bound by a bloodline they never chose, the sisters must decide will they unite and claim their father's throne... Or destroy the legacy that made them monsters? Because in a world ruled by darkness, blood is not just family. It is power.

About a girl and her brother. Immortals. Cursed from birth. She hates this life. No matter what life she lives. What path she takes. All it is, is pain. Nothing but pain. She's tired and had enough. Yet she tries and lives for her brother. The only family she has left after all the others gone.. ‼️⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️‼️ -Suicidal thoughts -Suicide attempt -Graphic description -Death and Loss Do not follow any of the ways or actions depicted in this story. If you or someone you know is going through a hard time please seek help from trusted people or professionals and know it gets better.

Hi I'm stiles, but if you have ever read the Bible then you can call me Adam and I'm the first man to ever walk the earth, but I'm also the first of the supernatural species, I'm a hybrid but witches call me "The Protector!" Welcome to my story and trust me it's a crazy one.

The Xu Clan does not exist. It is not on any map, no history. No name spoken in light and perhaps... no one remembers. But beneath a world ruled by Heaven's Path where the law of heaven outweighs truth a secret begins to surface. On the night of the red moon, a woman wearing a fox mask walks out of the shadows of a city that should not be found. Silent. Nameless. Origin unknown yet with every step she takes... a memory fades, a destiny shifts, and a truth long buried by heaven begins to unravel. She is no warrior. No hero. And certainly not a being meant to exist but when a world is built on lies someone must lift the veil. And when that moment comes... clans will fall. Even heaven itself.

The day came. The destruction of Immortals, by just a singular demi-god with a curse that controlled him. That same site, became a wild, howling desert where it was once lush and flowing. Now? A boy named Ehmir inherits that same curse. And he has to use this curse, to attempt to destroy the Devourers. A mistake that was not supposed to happen. Will this curse destroy the Devourers? Or Ehmir himself? ___________________________________