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Beatrice's Harem of Beautiful Friends

[Explicit Content Warning] Yuri Harem. Got your attention no? Every ‘arc’ will start with an ‘intimate’ scene followed by Beatrice telling them a story, an anecdote from her life. It is a habit she has developed and her method of aftercare: The Intimacy and Anecdotes of the Chaotic Good Beatrice “The Siren” - The greatest musician the world has ever seen. Famous for her ‘voice’, a clear and hauntingly beautiful melody that she brings out of her instruments and singing. “The White Witch” - The greatest fighter the world has ever seen. Famous for her bestial instincts and perfect control over her body. To this day, no one has ever seen her hit. Beautiful white hair more delicate than fresh snow. Enchanting red eyes that can light the flames of love in all who peer into them. Capricious like a cat, she is both benevolent and vindictive. Despite her many flaws, you can’t help but approach this thorny flower that runs the underworld of her city. Take a peek into the exciting life of Beatrice. [This reads a bit like a fever dream. This is a collection of short stories I’m writing about Beatrice from “The Harem of Lotuses” when she was still on Earth. If “The Harem of Lotuses” is something I’m writing when I’m taking myself seriously, then this would be the opposite of that.] PLEASE GO CHECK OUT MY OTHER NOVEL: THE HAREM OF LOTUSES _______________________________________________________________ Disclaimer: The image is not mine. If you need me to take it down, please tell me!
loti_apathae · 20.4K Views

Mundo Universal

Planeta: Mundo universal Tamaño: incalculable; en constante expansión. Edad: desconocida. Continentes: desconocido. Soles: desconocido. Lunas: desconocido. Nota: se cree qué antes de que existiera una cantidad infinita de mundos , existió uno conocido como mundo universal; actualmente todo lo relacionado a el en la base de datos, es un misterio. Lugar actual: Terra, en las afueras del mundo universal. Tamaño: incalculable, constante expansión. Edad: 450,000 años. Continentes: 6. Soles: 1. Luna: 1. Razas inteligentes: actualmente 2. Humana: inteligente por naturaleza de buena creatividad pero: carente de fuerza. Bestial: fuerza sobrehumana , perfecto para el combate y la caza pero: carente de creatividad e ingenio. Se cree qué antes de la gran explosión del universo. existió un lugar ; en el qué pudo albergar todos los seres vivos qué alguna vez existieron. así como todos los materiales qué desaparecieron en algún momento del tiempo; un lugar rico en minerales, vegetación y variedades de vida . lo tenía todo. Los seres inteligentes que alguna vez existieron lo conocieron como "mundo universal". Esta es la historia de cómo todas las razas intentaron conquistar y dominar. todo lo que alguna vez pudo tener este lugar; De cómo sucedió la gran explosión y qué llevó al mundo universal a convertirse en el universo que ahora conocemos. te invito aventurero: a conocer esté mundo y a comentar sobre esté mientras lo exploras.
Legionbloody · 14.2K Views

Lordly Ones: Scaled Lord Of Strife

Eldritches, Abominable creatures that originated from the deepest depths of the earth, they were dark creatures that hid and lurked under the cover of night searching for prey, they devoured anything who dared to roam the world under the light of the moon, they would slowly creep towards you and sneakily spread their long, noxious, tentacles around you and strangle you as they slowly moved you toward their maw, then they'd pull their tentacles back and little ridges on them would tear your body apart and you would fall into deep into the abyss that was their large, miasmic maw. Humanity prayed to their gods for millennia yet their gods had not answered, not until one day, when mankind was at the brink of extinction did they finally receive their blessings. From Zeus, The Authority Of The King From Poseidon, The Will Of The Creator From Adonis, The Soul Of Rebirth From Apollo, The Spark Of Liberation From Heaphestus, The Seal Of Confinement From Hercules, The Emergence Of Unembellished Power From Hestia, The Seed Of The Hearth From Artemis, The Bestial Sapien From Hecate, The Soul Of Mysticy From Hades, The Woke Of The Soul From Athena, The Spirit Of Conquest From Ares, The Body Of Savagery These 12 blessings were the cornerstones of the Eldritch Slayer path, a path forged by the hands of both mortal and divine, with these, humanity would be able to combat their foe, however, this was many many years ago, nowadays, Eldritch were the least of problems. --------------------------------------------- "Trixion, from behind you!!" A deafening scream resounded through the continent of war like the clap of thunder, though the noise did little to put a stop to the endless bloodshed occurring on the crimson continent. The one who had been alerted of an incoming attack, Trixion tried to look back at the perpetrator of said attack however the attack had already reached him and he was unable to react to it anyway. "You were a worthy opponent, Krimson Khaos...." To be a worthy opponent to the Scaled Prince, The Golden Dragon, of the Empyreans was truly commendable, yet to Trixion who looked down at the scaly arm piercing through his torso it seemed like more of an insult, an insult that brought him rage. Trixion attempted to move however the poison within his body wouldn't let him, after all, what led to him managing to get pierced like this. As Trixion slowly passed he started to accumulate his energy within his body, within a second his body was full to the brim with energy, soon he would burst into a bunch of blood pieces, and burst he did. "W-what are you doing?!?!" The Scaled prince hastily removed his arm and attempted to dash back but it had already been done. Trixion busted into hundreds of little pieces each piece of his body was supercharged with energy and thus was incredibly durable, it would pierce through many Empyreans and go undamaged, even more, he made it so that when it came in contact with anything it would burst even more it was like a bomb with shrapnels that that acted like a bomb. That act had killed nearly 10 million Empyreans and from then on out he was known as a hero to the whole world, he was someone who even in his final moments managed to bring the enemy to their knees. They were correct however it was not in his final moments it was in the final moments before the end that led to his new beginning. However, Trixion wasn't the only one who would begin once again, for Dendracove, The heir to the Driconite Empyreans would accompany him in his journey, as this was the story of both the Krimson Khaos, The Lord Of Strife, And The Golden Dragon, The Scaled Prince Of The Empyreans.
Lord_Sleepless_ · 10.7K Views

The Chronicles of Imogen and the Dragons

In this era, Dragons that live in the ends of the earth, invade the cities and towns of human dwellings, consuming every shred of life form, exhaling fire, pouring dark fumes from their body and hauling humans up in their talons till blood was the sole remains. But unbeknownst to man, there are far greater secrets buried deep beneath the carnivorous and menacing exterior of these Bestial Forages. Imogen, a young damsel from the Kingdom of Tristendyre, had always lived a blyth and peaceful life as the sole apprentice of the Royal Physician at the Imperial Castle, destined to inherit the mantle. However, the Destinies have other courses decided for her life to take: in a story of discovering her true Past and the calling predestined for her Future: a Warrior chosen by an ancient Prophecy to fight the Dragons. Not only is her present life stolen from her, but in this journey, Imogen brushes shoulders with the treachery of Governments, Fugitivity, love and Death. There are also other warriors born in her time, elected by divine Fate to war against the Dragons that breathe threats to the survival of mankind. ~ It was a fair evening in the Kingdom of Tristendyre and the people were about their lives. Just as one would admire the skies of eventide, there was a sudden shot of torrid fire that pierced its way across the heavens. Clouds scampered to make way. The whole scene was rending to favour the advent of large, menacing Rengaulian Dragons. The flames they had breathed began feverishly consuming the contents of the cities, while people fled for their lives. The chaos was unbearable, screams and fright making a mastery of the airs. One of the large beasts rested his perch on the Crown of St. Erdengaur that was the heart of the Kingdom. He roared till even the stars and planets abroad could have heard his battle cry. Tristendyre was in great disarray whilst the savages did slither around the cities and draw out various humans in their talons, consuming them. Various people wilted in the fires while others were intoxicated by the fumes that were expelled from beneath the scales of some dragons. But the Chief Dragon that led the brutal massacre was oddly most fervent in hauling the peak, as though it was unearthing the land thereof for mining treasures. Whilst terror and Death did spread their mantles over the Kingdom, a single throbbing eye could look up into the heavens, through the fire and debris, and see the moon veil her face in blue. Every soul was torn between saving their loved ones or their own breath; status, hatred, love, none of them bore the worth of even a wasted candle at the face of such dire situation of looming Death. Many voices were bloodcurdling screams of pain and fear. Just then, there was a mighty and blaring sound of a Dragon’s bellow erupting and the grounds of St. Erdengaur was spilt, making way for the rise of the most frightful and treacherous looking Beast one had seen in all their lives. The Dragon that had been tilling the Summit of St. Erdengaur had descended to the bowels of the earth and had transformed into a more hellish version of its erstwhile figure. The very omen of Death being its face, talons and wings and lava and scales; if the darkest and most murderous night of the Earth’s centuries could bear the shape of a body, it would be that very Creature that spread his roguish self across a large part of the humbled Kingdom. And at that sight, there was absolute hopelessness for man-kind’s survival ~ Will the warriors of men survive the claws of their governments that they are victims to and finally break free to face the Dragons in mutiny? Will they find the various dark secrets of the Dragons’ legacy and Origin and win against the beasts to save their kind? Join Imogen and her friends as they journey through the wild story to unravel the mystery of the Dragons ~
Niki_Christianne_7108 · 191.2K Views

Lune's Blood [BL] [On Hold - Under Major Rewrite]

Klein, an aspiring biologist, had no interest in things that science couldn’t explain—like vampires, werewolves, and all the sorcery involving them. But all his life plans went down the drain one night when he got involved in a supernatural encounter, challenging everything he believed in. As more werewolves lost their sentience and succumbed to their bestial instincts, the peace between two worlds began to crumble. To make matters worst, Alpha candidates and secret organizations started coming after him, claiming he had a special blood that can cure a mythical curse. These lunatics were too hung up with the idea that Klein was the blessed human in a goddamn prophecy. And they stopped at nothing to get their hands on him, forcing Klein to rely on a handsome beast hunter—an old friend shrouded with hidden intention. In pursuit of the rarest blood on Earth, the light of the moon led Klein and the creatures of the night to a crossroads plagued with lunacy, atrocity, and... love? No freaking way. Not when Klein was a selfish scum who wouldn’t let anyone into his heart, much less get a drop of his extraordinary blood—the Lune's Blood. ——— Warnings: Graphic depiction of violence/ Strong language/ Erotic content (maybe? Not sure yet. Will update the tag and warning notice if in case I decided to include it.) Disclaimer: I don't own the photo used on the cover art. It's only a temporary cover. If you're the artist, let me know if you wanted it removed.
K_Contiello · 50.8K Views

Verity: The Tale of an Undead Martial Artist

“Kill your hound once the hunt has ended, lest you one day find its fangs in your neck.” This was the creed of all that desired power, separate from their morality. It was a law of the jungle for bestial people who enjoyed the title of “civility,” who lived in abundance in a hidden land known as the Jianghu. This was a place where Martial Artists of unparalleled strength resided, seeking immortality at any cost. There were two primary styles of Martial Arts: External and Internal. The stronger Internal Martial Arts largely belonged to the more powerful sects and cults, while the weaker External Martial Arts were often practiced by subsidiary sects and cults. However, there was a third: a primordial, savage style known only through hearsay and legend: the Enigmatic Style. This forgotten style remained dormant beneath the Jianghu, waiting to pounce as if it were a coiled viper. At least, until an undead creature and a spritely young warrior discovered a strange book, filled with glyphs from another time. Will the two be able to survive in this world, rife with treachery, debauchery, and a deluge of whitewashed blood, drifting away like water beneath burnt bridges? Will the young ones be able to find who they are, when the shadows around them are so dark that they cannot even see their own hands? Will they ever know if there's a purpose for them? Who knows? With enough luck, they just might find the truth of it all.
weiback · 1.5K Views

Verity - The Tale of an Undead Martial Artist

“Kill your hound once the hunt has ended, lest you one day find its fangs in your neck.” This was the creed of all that desired power, be they moral or not. It was a law of the jungle for bestial people who enjoyed the title of “civility,” who lived in abundance in a hidden land known as the Jianghu. This was a place where Martial Artists of unparalleled strength resided, seeking immortality at any cost. There were two primary styles of Martial Arts: External and Internal. The stronger Internal Martial Arts largely belonged to the more powerful sects and cults, while the weaker External Martial Arts were often practiced by subsidiary sects and cults. However, there was a third, a primordial, savage and base style known only through hearsay and legend: the Enigmatic Style. This forgotten style remained dormant beneath the Jianghu, waiting to pounce as if it were a coiled viper. At least, until an undead creature and a spritely young warrior discovered a strange book, filled with glyphs from another time. Will the two be able to survive in this world, rife with treachery, debauchery, and a deluge of whitewashed blood, drifting away like water beneath burnt bridges? Will the young ones be able to find who they are, when the shadows around them are so dark that they cannot even see their own hands? Will they ever know if there's a purpose for them? Who knows? With enough luck, they just might find the truth of it all.
Daoist2VL2c3 · 2.3K Views
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