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Dive back in time, to the depths of the desert, and watch the old stories unfold before your eyes. A story of treasure hunting, betrayal, and destiny. When a gruesome future is all you see, how can you change it? When you're foretold to fail, how should you move on? Zarqa, the girl who saw beyond time, sought to find answers. -------------------------- Legend says that Zarqa had sharp eyes that could look far away in the distance. But what if that wasn’t the end of it, what if her eyes were seeing far beyond not only space, but time? What if Zarqa was blessed with a prophecy, one that could save her dying village from destruction? Just as they thought they had no way to survive, Zarqa learns of a way to protect her village from demolition. Naturally, no one believed her, for no one but the Almighty could see beyond the present. They forgot the Almighty offers knowledge to those whom he deems of worth. And Zarqa was one of them. Having to trudge an arduous path and go through a great adventure, Zarqa seeks to find the solution to all of their problems, a treasure said to have the power to change all. Pitted against magical traps and the mysteries of the deserts, she finds unexpected company in Ali Baba, the poor kid with the sticky fingers, and his crow Morjana... -------------------------- This is my first original long story here and is also a WSA 2024 Entry. I ask that you give it a try and hope you enjoy it :D Also, note that English is not my first language... And it's not my second either. -----------------------Media------------------------- This book has many openings, check them out: [General opening of the book: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVxnu5R3vws] [Baghdad Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/GwJIJ2Kn0FI] [Two Heavens Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/NO1C0ngBVjg] [Ending: https://youtu.be/1wQ_aJVFhx0] -----------------------Updates-------------------------- Updated weekly, 2 chapters on weekends. Please don't let the first paragraphs fool you. This isn't a story from the first person's POV.

Isang gabi ang nagpabago sa buhay ni Celine, she was marked by the vampire prince named Thorn, and because of that unexpected events started to happen.

Cuando Rujarquia era un Reino próspero y los clanes elementales protegían al Rey, Norcrania codiciaba las tierras fértiles del Reino. ¿Quién diría que un no y la posterior muerte del Presidente de Norcrania desencadenaría una extensa guerra con la llegada del nuevo gobernante? Setenta y cinco años después todo empieza a desbordarse para Rujarquia, el Rey está tan desesperado y la gente considera un suicidio unirse al ejército, aun así hasta el niño más rudo busca unirse. Tsuki siendo uno de ellos junto a sus amigos de la infancia, se une al ejército pese a las oposiciones de su familia. Conforme pasa el tiempo en la Academia militar ocurre un acontecimiento que la hace darse cuenta de la crueldad de la guerra. Pronto comenzará a cuestionarse si el objetivo de Kaleb, Presidente actual de Norcrania, es masacrar toda Rujarquia, o solo a los clanes por razones que el Rey y los clanes han estado ocultando. Buscará la respuesta a cada pregunta al par que se enfrenta al enemigo.

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A Mission! The campus days are turning out to be filled with dangers!! Lives are at stake. Four girls (witches-in-training) and a pack of Canis Lupus against a deadly enemy. When past unfurls itself and the hidden stories comes to light, the identity of the enemy may give them the shock of their lives. When she met him, her heart did warn her. But she refused to heed it. When his infectious smile made her feel warm, she forgot to build the wall. And when he held her heart in his palm, she let him. Knowing that it'll be shred to pieces with his sharp claws. She was like a whirlwind that wrecked havoc in his mind. Wild and mischievous, she made his wolf feel alive for the first time ever. But is she the one? He knew of the consequences, but refused to stay away. And hence started the story of a witch and a werewolf! Copyright 2020 by Mila Alaia All rights reserved Follow me on instagram: ink_hasnt_dried_yet

Having risen to the role of president, Arthur saw power as a playground for his darkest desires. Under the façade of an exemplary leader, he weaves a web of crimes and corruption, manipulating laws and people to achieve his goals. However, a dogged journalist and a group of determined opponents unite to expose the truth behind the presidential mask, triggering an epic battle between justice and Arthur's insatiable thirst for power."

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Before i went into battle i once again recited the old family prayer: “May the gods of war bless my opponents as they raise their blades, for it will be the last time they do so. May the gods of peace comfort my opponents as they cry tears of blood while they lay dying in mud. May the gods of the harvest bless my opponent's family, for their children who raised their weapons against me will never return home.” Then the battle began.

What could happen to a bright broken soul during a storm?? What if this soul is only a reflection of his past self? a broken shard of a mirror?? I am the Teller and here I will narrate the story of a man who become a woman who became a God, a Story where war and politics are the kings and the only hope to be safe is strength - - - - - Hello there my readers, this is my first novel on this site so if you have any suggestions feel free to talk, also English is not my first language so if you find any error leave a comment and I shall obey But remember to enjoy the novel and leave Powerstone ( and love obviously)

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