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KRONOS MAW: RISE OF THE TEMPORAL ANCHOR

Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage or announce itself. It simply waits at the edge of everything, patient and absolute, whispering one promise to every crack in reality it finds. Entropy. Silence. Nothingness. For centuries the Temporal Lattice has kept it locked away. But the Lattice is fracturing. And every Rift pulse Kronos Maw unleashes loosens another thread. Every world he destroys opens another crack. He believes he is using the Void as a weapon. He doesn't understand that the Void is using him. Across the multiverse others are stirring. A wind-singer on a floating citadel of crystal spires whose songs travel through cracks in reality. A stone-skinned guardian on a desert world where sand itself is frozen in time. Ancient Weavers watching from a pocket dimension outside of time entirely. Warriors from rift-scarred worlds carrying powers forged from broken timelines. All of them feeling the same fractures. All of them sending the same desperate signal. Hold the line. On Earth Alex's only allies are a sharp-eyed tech genius with fourteen pages of notes, a former bully with a blade forged from broken time, and a four hundred year old guardian who has been waiting specifically for him. Together they are the first defense between New Lagos and oblivion. Between Earth and the unraveling of everything. Two threats. One is coming for him. The other is coming for everything. Some legacies skip generations. Some wait four hundred years. Alex's just arrived. And the question isn't whether he's ready. The question is whether ready even matters anymore. The lattice is fracturing. The tyrant is coming. The Void is whispering. And a boy from New Lagos is all that stands between existence and the hungry silence at the edge of time. The war for time itself begins here. Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage
pee_cious · 15.6k Views

Swallowed Star: Competitive Cultivation, Crushing Luo Feng

Luo Fan transmigrated to the Earth of Swallowed Star and became Luo Feng’s older brother, who didn’t originally exist. Because his talent was poor, he originally planned to coast along and somehow muddle his way to immortality. But then, he got bound to a system. However, since the system’s energy was insufficient and its functions incomplete, at the start it could only let him set his own tasks. From then on, Luo Fan began the path of relentless self-cultivation. [Task: 1000 squats, 1000 push-ups, 1000 sit-ups, and a 10-kilometer run. Reward: Constitution +1] [Task: Practice basic sword techniques 100 times. Reward: Basic Sword Mastery +1] [Task: Instruct Luo Feng in the first level of "Nine Revolutions Thunder Blade." Reward: Nine Revolutions Thunder Blade: First Level Mastery +1, Comprehension +10, Luck +10] [Task: Capture the Golden Horned Beast alive and protect Earth. Reward: Innate Secret Technique: Super Clone, Luck +10] Luo Fan, by constantly setting tasks for himself and pushing beyond limits, has surpassed all his peers in both law comprehension and secret techniques. Luo Feng cried. Despite possessing the inheritance of the Falling Meteor Star, having taken over the Golden Horned Beast, and even having a Divine King as his teacher and the Star Tower, he still couldn’t outwork his elder brother, Luo Fan. Luo Fan: "Those who lose to me are never considered my rivals. I give you time to catch up—until you can no longer even see my back." "Everything I have achieved today, I owe entirely to my own hard work!" "System, establish a new task!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a translation. I own nothing here. Everything belong to the original author: 想吃铁板烧 (Wants to Eat Teppanyaki) Raw name : 吞噬星空:内卷修炼,卷哭罗峰 Website : https://www.qi*dian.com/book/1042855019/ (Remove the '' * '' between qi and dian) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Advanced chapters in my patreon:- patron.com/hollyrisk Bonus Chapters Every 200 Power Stone! Release: 2 Chapters per day
HollyRisk · 1.1m Views

Bound To Four Alphas

In a world where the color of a wolf’s coat determines their worth, Nevaeh Reed is an outcast. Branded a Harbinger of Death by the superstitious Vicious Fangs Pack, she’s spent years being blamed for tragedies she didn’t cause. For Nevaeh, the Awakening Ceremony is her only hope for redemption, a chance to prove a high-class wolf lives within her and finally silence those who treat her as a curse. But when the moment arrives, Nevaeh couldn't awaken her wolf and was branded taint and wolfless. The humiliation deepens that same night when a mate bond snaps into place, tethering her to Axel Maximilian, the Alpha heir. Forced to choose between a cursed mate and his birthright, Axel rejects her in front of the entire pack, leaving a broken Nevaeh to face immediate execution. After narrowly escaping death, Nevaeh is rescued by an unlikely savior: Dewan Althorin, Alpha of the Moon Howlers. Her world collapses further when she wakes; not only is the ache of Axel’s rejection still raw, but a second bond has anchored her to Dewan, followed by a third with the arrival of the terrifying Hybrid King, Kallos Hawthorne. The truth is far more dangerous than the pack’s lies. Nevaeh is not wolfless nor cursed. She is an Ugnis, the legendary Red Wolf of myth. Her power is so vast it cannot be contained by a single mate. It requires four separate mate bonds to serve as anchors. Without them, her wolf is locked and can never awaken. With them, she becomes an unstoppable force of nature. Now Nevaeh must navigate a web of deadly schemes, find her mysterious fourth mate who holds the final key to unlocking her power, and decide whether the man who once cast her aside is worth reclaiming. — — — — — — — — Excerpt: Nevaeh had never felt anything like it. The stimulation was overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure played on too many instruments at once, each note a sharp bolt of lightning. A fractured thought begged them to stop, to give her a second to breathe. But her body, singing and writhing, pleaded for more. The conflict unraveled her. In the end, only sound made sense. She moaned, long and loud, into the shadowed ceiling. The more she moaned, the harder they worked. Her cries fueled them, spurring them on. Axel suckled deeper, his tongue flicking over her peaked nipple in a rapid, relentless rhythm. Caelum matched him, his mouth forming a slow, insistent pull that made her feel as though her breast might vanish into him entirely. “Fuck, she’s drenched,” Kallos rasped as he pulled back, his eyes glinting in the low light. “Hold her open for me, Dewan.” Dewan’s strong hands wrapped around her thighs and pushed them wider, spreading her and baring her completely to Kallos’s hungry gaze. Instinctively, Nevaeh tried to clamp her legs together, a futile reflex against the raw vulnerability of the moment. "Don't let her," Kallos ordered, his voice rough. Dewan’s grip didn’t budge. He leaned closer, his breath warm against her knee. “Relax, little flame. He’s about to give you exactly what your body’s been begging for.” — — — — — — — — HAPPY READING!!
MsBunma · 1.5k Views

Midnight Heiress: Bound by Blood and Moonlight

Midnight Heiress: Bound by Blood and Moonlight A vampire heiress in hiding. A human she was never meant to love. And a fate written in blood and moonlight. Midnight Ashton lives a life built on control. As the composed and powerful head of a rising company in Thailand, she is admired for her authority, feared for her precision, and known for her calm distance from the world. To everyone else, she is human—brilliant, untouchable, and alone. But Midnight carries a truth buried in blood. She is the last heir to a fallen vampire throne, hiding from the uncle who murdered her parents and stole her birthright. Bound by secrecy and survival, Midnight suppresses her true nature, believing that power kept hidden is power that can still protect. Then she meets Amara—a warm, ordinary woman whose presence unsettles everything Midnight has built. Drawn together by fate and an unexplainable pull, their bond deepens into a love that feels older than memory itself. As Midnight struggles to keep her secrets, her powers begin to awaken on their own—responding not to danger, but to recognition. A living shield moves without command. Wind and earth obey her emotions. And somewhere unseen, an ancient guardian watches over them both. As Morvane, the ruthless vampire king, closes in—obsessed with Midnight’s defiance and intrigued by the invisible force protecting her—the balance begins to fracture. Midnight’s power evolves. Her shield listens. Her blood remembers. And Amara begins to notice the impossible. Between love and truth, protection and honesty, Midnight faces an inevitable choice: to continue hiding behind her armor… or to risk everything by revealing who she truly is. Because some destinies cannot remain hidden. And when blood, moonlight, and love align— fate finally looks back.
Shadow_AL · 22.5k Views