Fantasy Men Names Novels & Stories

His fate was decided by a lottery. It was already not easy for him to eat delicious food, what more if someone told him that he was destined to save a lot of people?"Me? A hero? Nah, no way. Thank you very much. I don't want to clean up anyone's mess and save lives like a chore." For him, heros sacrifice a lot of things and die for the greater good. It is a waste, so it would be better for him to be a bandit. Sadly, that was easier said than done...

Jae Lee woo tried to be the diligent and hard-working good guy. He studied hard, did his best to make his family proud, and not get into trouble, but when he saw a girl being taken advantage of, he had to intervene. He had been tricked, sentenced to 10 years in jail and framed for a crime he never committed, all was lost. If his life was over he would take those who ruined his life with him Suddenly he opens his eyes again. He is not dead, but alive in the body of the Jae Lee woo of a different world. This Jae Lee woo had been killed as trash of cultivation. This world where the strong had no regard for human life and would kill freely if they had the strength. Called “trash” and thrown away, with vengeance in his heart he will rise to new heights opposing the will of heaven and earth. “Do not judge others in ignorance within my presence. Those who think to harm someone should be ready to be harmed. Those who are open and respectful shall receive my kindness and respect. Those who plot against me are seeking their own death. This is true, for I am death… I am Jae Lee woo”. . . . .

I fail my mission and jump off a building to restart the game. Then, I become a billionaire and am rewarded with a handsome young man as soon as the game starts!

Whenever I was on a video call with my online boyfriend, I carefully angled the camera, terrified he might see my shabby rental. One day, the ‘curtain’ behind him slipped, revealing an original Picasso. I said, “Nice edit. It looks like the real thing.” He angled the camera and showed my doodle next to the Picasso. “Yeah, my dad said that this one’s worth the most.” When the day came for us to finally meet in real life, I lugged two sacks of potatoes, ready to help him out. The butler, dressed in a sharp suit, opened the door. “Ma’am, Mr. Rigsby has been waiting for you to pick out an engagement ring.” My knees gave out. “Um… Are these potatoes enough to make a pot of stew?”

History repeats itself in many ways. Maybe for the family, the love, or even for yourself. Would you be willing to go back to the past to be able to change the history? Sacrifice yourself and change the fate of those who are in the present and in the future. Like Lia, living in a modern world, who is very contented in her life despite being adopted and having a risky relationship in the meantime that can end her in many ways. And that is why, some things, some pasts are better kept hidden and not known. Would she go back to where history started and change it for the better? Then Lia stays in the past, stuck on her own fate. Will it be the further destruction, or the salvation of her history?

She woke up in a dark room with no idea how she got there. She doesn't remember who she is. Will she ever find out? Will she ever know what happened to her? Will the love that she finds be at the time that she is destined to be? Will she choose security, power, or neither? Or will time choose for her?

A young lady awakens to find herself in a luxurious mansion, but is at the mercy of its insane master. Can she discover the truth of what happened and escape? Or will she be another body count?

They saw a floating castle high up in the sky illuminated by moonlight. One girl's eyes were wide with disbelief; the other one's eyes were wise. Then, a blast of light cloaked the coast of Batangas. Both girls never thought they could pedal their bikes as fast as they did then. The following day, they woke up convinced that it was nothing but a dream. And just when the thought of the mysterious floating castle was out of their minds, the full moon came, and they found themselves amid a dimension war with people from a world called Welkin.

The moment I was born, my mother implanted a chip in my brain and began shaping me into her idea of a perfect daughter. She blocked my sense of hunger so I would only have simple meals daily to maintain the "ideal" figure. She erased my ability to feel pain so she could inject me with endless chemicals to keep my skin smooth and flawless. She tampered with my senses, deleting every trace of negative emotion from my mind, all so I could remain eternally innocent. I couldn't tell right from wrong. I didn't know sadness or anger. I only knew how to smile. When the neighbor's dog died, I smiled and was scolded harshly for being heartless. When my classmates bullied me, I smiled and became the class freak. When my grandfather passed away, I smiled again, and my relatives cursed me for being soulless. Eventually, my father couldn't take it anymore. He left us. Mom, however, didn't seem to care. "They don't understand," she told me. "Everything I've done is for your own good. One day, you'll thank me." … On my 18th birthday, she planned a grand live broadcast, ready to show the world her perfect creation. She never knew that the day before her grand broadcast, I had already lost myself completely. By then, I was no longer human. I had become a machine.

The land of Ocrad is home to dragons, giants, orcs, and griffins amongst other mystical creatures. But amongst these various species, there is one of which is shunned by all. Half-Breeds, half mystical creature, half human. Kronos is one of these Half-Breeds and is despised as a result. Then one day his village is destroyed and he is taken prisoner by an old friend. He soon finds himself thrust in an desperate act to stop the awakening of The Paragon. However, the more Kronos looks into matters, the more he is unsure who he can truly trust and who is trul