After 10,000 years perfecting a single pill, Bai Fanxian emerges from seclusion to find the world has moved on without her. Cultivation is now rare and weak, True Alchemy have faded into legend, and the modern world has no idea what masters of the past could achieve. Armed with ancient mastery and unmatched power, she'll remind everyone why "Alchemy Empress" was once the most revered title in the cultivation world. ---------------------------------------------------------------- You can read 30+ more chapters on Patreon! Rate/Review if you're enjoying the story Patreon: patreon.com/LittleKnight (Link also in my profile)

" මේකට කියන්නෙ ආදරේ කියලනම්,මන් උබට පිස්සුවෙන් වගේ ආදරෙයි සඳරැස් " සියුම් පහරකින් ආදරයක් උපදින්නම බැරිද ? පෘථිවි සඳරැස් බූවලු ආදර කතාවට සුහද ඇරයුම්.. 🥋✨️✒ • සියුම්පහර 1 • හත්පොරොන්දු ( සියුම්පහර 2 ) 18+

အင်းစက်အမျိုးစား မလို့ကြိုက်မှဖတ်ကြဖို့ပြောချင်ပါတယ်ဗျ။ အကောင်းဆုံးဖြစ်အောင်ရေးပေးထားတာမလို့ဖတ်ကြည့်ဖို့ recommend ပေးပါတယ်ဗျ!!!

ကျောင်းသူတစ်ယောက်၏ စိတ်ကူးယဥ် အပြာစာပေဖြစ်သည်။ အသုံးနူန်းတွေကြမ်းတမ်းတာမို့ ၂၁ပြည့်မှဖတ်ပေးပါရန်။

To be Marked is to be claimed. To be claimed is to no longer belong to yourself. ➵ ────୨ৎ──── In a world where human lives mean nothing, every choice leads to death, sooner or later. When Xyrena Draven turns eighteen, she has only three options: Enter the academy, receive a Mark from the gods and survive long enough to reach the fourth year to train as a dragon rider, join the military, or spend her life as a slave with no future. Like most people, she chooses the most dangerous path. The Mark she receives is not a gift, but a forbidden curse. Its power slowly destroys her body and makes her a target for those in power. While being hunted, Xyrena is tied to Kaelen Rodrigues, the Crown Prince who should be her enemy and the only person who can either save her or destroy her. As a revolution begins to rise, the world demands one final decision. Who deserves to live and who must be sacrificed for real change to happen? ➵ ────୨ৎ──── highest rank #1 kaelen #1 epicfantasy #1 marked #1 academy #1 blood #1 fiction

Seraphina Ravelle, being the stepdaughter of Marquess Edric, always received luxury. Her mother, Isadora Ravelle, the second wife of the Marquess, abused her power and bullied her elder sister, the Marquess's first wife's daughter, Liora Ravelle. Although she loved her sister, she couldn't express it. In a desperate attempt to give her elder sister a good life, she faked a letter in her name and sent a marriage proposal to Grand Duke Izek Viremont-but to her surprise, he sent a marriage proposal to her?? How is that possible?

A tale of a family which is nothing but chaos love each other but just ignore one of them ,Aadhya........

နက်ရှိုင်းအောင် + ငုဝါမောင်မောင်

She always thought she knew her story, the lonely daughter, the only child, the one who never had a sibling to fight with or lean on, but destiny had other plans One unexpected day, a truth came crashing down on her, a truth powerful enough to shake her whole world She wasn't alone She had 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 Not one.....not two.....but 𝙨𝙞𝙭 of them Six strangers......bound to her by blood On the other side, those six brothers had lived their whole lives without knowing a sister even existed and now, when their worlds collide, everything changes hearts, identities and the meaning of family Will they welcome her with open arms? Or will the truth turn into a storm none of them are ready to face.

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)