Evil Personality

183cm tall. 75kg. Bench pressing 500. My body was perfect. My life was perfect. So why the hell am I stuck in this tiny, short, three-heads-tall body?! I was Jeon Seong-guk, the king of Samjeon Group, a global powerhouse! But just when I was about to claim everything, a sudden heart attack struck me down. And now? I’ve been reborn as a baby in a poor family. A one-room apartment for a house?! Young, struggling parents instead of the wealthy elite?! Is this some kind of cruel joke?! But no matter—because I am Jeon Seong-guk. I clawed my way to the top once, and I’ll do it again. This time, I’m not just climbing to success— I’m taking my entire family with me!

Bennet Hollowmere was from an old American family that set foot on North America as the first ships landed. During his last day of his Junior year, after uncovering his girlfriend cheating on him, a family member that he had never heard of before passed away, leaving him an old mansion in the dark woods hours away from where he lives and a fortune he couldn't comprehend. Follow Bennet as he uncovers the history of his bloodline and the darkness that dwells within it. When the sun goes down, dark things come out to play, even some that dwell within humans.

That year, I left the countryside and returned to the bustling city. That year, I caught the scent of a woman—and became her personal physician. That year, everyone looked down on me except her. But what they didn’t know was that besides my miraculous medical skills, I also mastered martial arts. One day, I would stand at the pinnacle of the world.

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.

A Pakistani Horror Novel

They didn’t crawl out of myths, they tore their way through them. Twisted beasts, forgotten monstrosities, returning to remind humanity why even remembering their names once felt like a mistake. The sky cracked. Fire fell. Oceans boiled. Cities bled. No warning came, only monsters, and with them a power system of unknown origins. Salvation perhaps, but not for all. It gave no strength to the unworthy, no shield to the coward. But to the brave and the gifted, it gave claws. As for the gods... they stood still, silent. But not necessarily uninvolved. For Lazar, the apocalypse was terrifying, sure. But mostly inconvenient. Nothing ruins carefully plotted revenge like the end of civilization. Most people crumbled. Lazar didn’t. Hope was a lie, luck was noise—he’d never relied on either. Cold, analytical, merciless: traits that made him dangerous before the fall. Now, they made him untouchable. The skills he’d honed for vengeance were the very ones demanded by this new world. And vengeance doesn’t vanish just because the world ends. It waits. He walks the ruins with people cut from the same jagged stone. Survivors, killers, outliers who aren’t just tolerated—they’re chosen. Lazar doesn’t carry dead weight. He builds a pack. They cross blood-soaked cities, twisted forests, and battlefields drowned in ash. The new world obeys one rule: evolve or die. Power comes at a cost, and hesitation gets you eaten. But the monsters aren’t the only predators. Some gods want their relevance back. Some humans want order. And some just want Lazar dead—because he doesn’t kneel, doesn’t follow, and doesn’t flinch. There’s a storm coming. Bigger than the one that ended the world. And Lazar intends to walk straight through it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello, I'm Barbare, the author. I hope you will like this novel and that you will help me improve it if you have something to criticize, I already wrote a novel in the past but I am far from being an expert after all. If you like it let me know by adding it to your library or vote for it. I hope you have as much fun reading as I wrote, or more because the writing process is not always fun. Good reading.

A tale about demons and humans the evil that embraces the earth without light darkness ruled "Agony , yes agony like music to my ears" said the Devil with a wide grin staring at the pit below him, will the devil take over the earth if so then what will happen to humans who will stop the Powerful devil himself

"Darkness resides in everyone. But the world decides who you are by the light that others cast - not by the flickers you fight to keep alive" The world had stumbled upon two dominant powers- light and darkness. The power of darkness had the element of destruction while the other had the element of resurrection. But the inside story between the birth of these two powers remain a secret. In the fight of this evil and goodness, a huge mistake is going to take place along with sacrifices. People are left with only one thought- "But why did it happen?". Even though their ignorant selves refuses to see the answer. Dive into the story to know the reason for these thoughts.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Kyros was no hero—nor was he a villain. A pragmatist to the core, he turned Earth into a chessboard of chaos, bending nations and empires to his will before meeting his end. But death was only the beginning. The Devil intervened, pulling Kyros into Hell with an irresistible proposition: a second chance at life in a world far removed from Earth—a world named Neva. In this fantastical realm of knights, nobility, magic, and divine power, Kyros becomes the key piece in a wager between God and the Devil. Reborn as Rasmus Blackheart, a disgraced young noble, his task is clear: unleash chaos and topple the order of Neva, just as he did on Earth. But the Devil has added a twist to the game—he’ll serve as Rasmus’s companion, not as a guide but as a mischievous, manipulative force, more likely to hinder than help. Navigating a world brimming with intrigue and divine interference, Rasmus must survive, scheme, and rise from ruin to reshape Neva in his image. Will his cunning be enough to outwit his foes—and his so-called ally—or will this chaotic partnership lead to his downfall? You can support me directly, and I'll post the images of my characters there for free! ko-fi.com/iqfauli

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

hypothetically, what if you were obsessed?

"Stupid Person" Sinopsis: “Genius,” katanya sambil tersenyum, membuka kulkas untuk mencari kopi. Yang dia temukan hanyalah nasi semalam dan sebotol saus sambal kadaluarsa. Tanpa ragu, ia mencampur keduanya, memanaskannya di magic jar, dan menyebutnya “na Semua orang menganggap Harun bodoh. Ibunya bilang Harudalah “eksperimen Tuhan yang gagal upload”. Ayahnya lebih positif—katanya Harun seperti kucing: hidupnya mungkin aneh, tapi selalu jatuh berdiri. Walau kenyataannya, Harun sering jatuh dan tidak berdiri-berdiri lagi. Pernah terpeleset sabun di kamar mandi dan tidur

Asura Diablous the strongest player of VRMMORPG game World Craft Moribus who was known as the craziest supreme suddenly got transmitted into the Cultivation world. Upon his arrival the whole universe fall into chaos, In this new unknown universe he save a little girl and her dead mother. And then burn one of strongest sect to the ground "You monster, you will pay for this, the rightous path will never let you go" " hahaha Come then I would like to see your so called rightous path try to be worth of my enemy" " Since most of you all like to play the role of your so called rightous path then I will be evil, No I will the absolute evil" ----------------------------------------------------------- Hi everyone I hope you will like my novel and if you dislike something then please do tell in comments, seen I'm new here as a novel writter, so I will try my best to improve my work to satisfy my readers. And also I will mark the explicit chapters numbers as (18) ----------------------------------------------------------- The image on the cover is AI-generated

A teenage girl dies of a heart attack after being humiliated and reincarnated into the body of a poor woman pursued by nobles. [The skills Evil Contract and Genetic Manipulation have been successfully acquired by the host] This is the story of a person on the path she has carved out for herself

Xian sieht die Welt seit er denken kann stehts trostlos. Er ist nicht in der Lage Gefühle zu empfinden oder sich mit anderen anzufreunden. Nach dem Erscheinen eines Systems, dass die gesamte Menschheit in ein anderes Universum befördert, trifft er auf einen Dämon der ihm hilft seine wahre Bestimmung in dieser neuen Welt zu finden. "Du bist der Böse in dieser Welt! Du bist anders als die Anderen! Du bist etwas Besonderes!" Folge Xian auf seinem Abenteuer und erlebe wie er zu dem Herrscher des Bösen wird und seine Feinde einen nach dem anderen besiegt. Tags: #System #Villian #Action #Transmigration #Overpowered

We the Humans always tend to sway our life in the whims of our heart,need and satisfaction,this story is of a person who was born a mediocre but with time he became the most efficent distroyer of lives living with the consiquences of the choices people around him made for him and him accepting his fate like a holy grail knowing evrything he is doing would make his life worse.

a small kid whose life became a nightmare just to make him the evil warrior

This novel is all about Bryan Shakes, a young teenage orphan who has always been unlucky which made him end up with the very obsessive, strong, ruthless and dominant mafia boss Durham Williams. Will Bryan be able to survive being with man, will he be able to escape, or will he even be able to tamed the wild mafia? While exploring this novel together let’s find out how he ended up with the mafia and will be mafia be lenient on him because the mafia himself is the definition of obsession.

Lucian Williams a young therapist dedicated to mending minds-until a devastating car accident nearly claimed his life. Clinically almost dead for minutes, Lucian returned... but not alone. Something ancient now stirs within him. Unknown to those around him, Lucian has become the unwilling vessel of Fredrick-a powerful warlock long believed dead, bearer of the decagram's forbidden power. As Lucian struggles to reclaim a sense of self, his soul becomes a battleground for control. But others have sensed the power's return. Derald and a rival coven, once loyal to Fredrick and now fractured by ambition, believes the decagram has resurfaced-but not its original master. They hunt Lucian, unaware of the truth, drawn to the magic pulsing within him. As the warlock's influence spreads like a shadow through Lucian's mind, his identity begins to blur. Only Rhyn, Fredrick's estranged stepsister, and the enigmatic Cove Galloway stand between Lucian and the total erasure of his will. But Fredrick is awakening-and he wants his body back.

I was once a creator of life. Now a destroyer of worlds. They stole my Children. destroyed them or rather made them better. They then destroyed me. Destroyed my hope my everything. I can't create any more I am but an empty husk waiting to die. She gave me hope. A chance to experience life again. Maybe this world isn't that bad. And then she was gone. Taken. Now I am a Fiend. The worst of them all or rather the best. I'm pretty good at my Work. But this isn't the world that broke me. No it still has humans that broke me. Hurt me badly. Murdered me I'll be posting this book on royal road.

A white witch... . A demon...... A grim reaper, all in the same mansion and each has their own problems. A girl who was prophesied to be the only one who could kill the demon ended up falling for him, the demon whose aim was to kill the person threatening his life with the help of the witches ...."Xavier, call me Xavier " "I'm a servant and I can't call you by your name" "please" and with the magic word, Hazel gave in "X-Xavier" for some reason, it sounded like a melody to Xavier's ear. He leaned closer pinning her, Hazel knew what was about to happen but she didn't want that knowing how her body reacts to his touch, she struggled to get free and as he noticed,he held her hands above her head with one arm and with the other he raised her chin up to meet his eyes. Hazel was breathing heavily at this point. "X-Xavier" she called to get his attention as it was on her lips, he looked at her and interrupted her next words "I love you and I mean it" and with that he crashed his lips on hers without warning