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Black Devotion

Black Healer

When monsters sprouted from suddenly appearing towers all over the world, the world leaders created an organization of skilled warriors to tackle this problem. The warriors compromised of awakened humans; people who had gotten skills similar to those in a video game. Unfortunately, not everyone was willing to join this attack force, so the world leaders implemented a lottery-system to fill out the ranks. A few years later, Evelyn’s twin sister was chosen via lottery to become a discoverer, but their biased parents forced Evelyn to go in her sister's stead, putting her in the line of danger. The only salvation was that her finance was also sent on the same mission. The mission was to conquer a new Boss floor, and they were to fight against a monster of unpresented might. What she hadn’t expected was that her fiancé would betray her, because of a plot he concocted together with her sister. The monster annihilated their whole team before they were finally able to defeat it, but her fiancé had no thoughts of letting her leave the tower. Stabbing her in the back, he leered over her as he explained their plan while she slowly bled to death. With the last of her life force, dead set on getting her revenge on the man she had promised her life with, she heals the boss monster in hopes that it will kill him. As she slowly closes her eyes, the world going dark around her, a notification from the system pops up. “ New class: Black healer Congratulations! You have completed the hidden legendary quest, healing an S-ranked monster on its last breath by sacrificing yourself. Your immensely caring heart should be an inspiration to all healers, both human and monsters! Not caring for the wounded’s different race and even sacrificing the last of your own life, you have been given a new chance at life. ” Waking up, she is now back three years before the battle took place. Her new life starts now!
DoreenValiente · 2K Views

Mr. CEO's Devoted Love

Seven years…. I have been locked away… Far from him… Will he still be the same?... Will he still love me when I look scarred and ruined?... Lu Jia, has spent seven years in captivity. She was taken away from her family and left her fiancée with their son. After escaping, she found out that her brother betrayed her and plotted against her. Now she is back with anger as deep as her scars. She will make sure to return the favor ten folds. But before that, she has to reclaim her man. Build her empire again and raise their son as her true heir.… ------------------------------------------------- Follow Lu Jia's journey as she rebuilds her life with her family and exact revenge to those that hurt her. This is story of a strong willed woman born and raised to be a leader. Her ways might be brutal and over the top sometimes, but please always note, that she is what she is, because of her experiences. I hope you will enjoy her story. -------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Hi Everyone! This is my first novel, so please take it easy on me. I will do my best to write as much as I can? English is not my first language and grammar is not my forte, but I will study how to strengthen my vocabularies and grammar. Please be patient with me. Thank you! I hope you enjoy this novel. I will check my comments every time, so please leave your comments and support this novel by giving your reviews and your precious votes!.. ------------------------------------------------ Want to support me? I need some love @: ko-fi.com/miclyce
Miclyce · 1.1M Views

His Untouched Devotion (BL)

The sacred chamber was dimly lit, the scent of incense curling in the air like whispers of forgotten prayers. His breath came uneven, his hands trembled at his sides as he stared at the man before him—the warrior who should not have been here. "You shiver so easily," the warrior murmured, his voice dark, teasing. Tempting. His fingers brushed over the fine silk of the priest’s robe, not quite touching—just a whisper of heat, but enough to unravel him. "D-Don’t," he breathed, stepping back, but the warrior followed. "Don’t what?" The smirk in his voice was maddening. Mocking. Dangerous. "You know what exactly you are doing. This is unacceptable..." The warrior closed the space between them and placed his finger on his lips, causing his body to tremble. His throat bobbed. The rules of the sect were clear. He was supposed to be untouchable—unblemished in body and soul, a perfect example of godliness and pureness. And yet… "I can hear your heartbeat." The warrior leaned in, the tip of his nose barely grazing his jaw. Too close. "So wild… tell me, is it fear or something else?" His lips parted, but the words died on his tongue when strong hands found his wrist, tugging him forward, pressing him flush against the heat of his body. A sharp gasp escaped him. "Let me go," he whispered pleadingly. "Then go," the warrior challenged, loosening his grip—but his body refused to move. A sinful chuckle brushed against his ear. "See? You don’t want to leave." "I do." The lie burned his tongue. "Then why are you not?" A strangled sound escaped him as warmth pooled in his core—something he never should have felt. Something he never knew he could feel. His knees buckled, but before he could fall, strong arms caught him. Held him. Claimed him. "Look at you," the warrior hummed, his voice thick with something dangerous. "I barely touched you, and you’re already breaking. Doesn't this mean something to you, my moonflower?" The warrior looked into the divine one's eyes and noticed the change of color in his eyes which made him smirk as if he had gotten his lucky shot. His gaze darkened in return, sharp with an incomprehensible hunger and before the priest could utter another world, his lips were claimed. A single tear slipped free, rolling down his cheek—a silent surrender. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't fight against this burning desire in him anymore. He was just going to let it be—whatever would happen should happen. The warrior hummed in satisfaction at the taste of the divine one, his grip tightening. A gasp was swallowed whole as the warrior’s mouth moved against his, devouring, demanding, tasting. Heat licked down his spine, a fire awakening within him, spreading through his veins like an unspoken prophecy. "So beautiful," the warrior murmured against his lips before diving back in, stealing another kiss—deeper, rougher, hungrier. He was an angel worth sinning for. The Priest's fingers clutched at the fabric between them, desperate, lost, drowning. The world outside ceased to exist. Only this moment remained. Only this touch, this heat—this forbidden, maddening desire. And as the flames outside flickered wildly in the night, so too did he burn. . . . . Y'all, this picture was gotten from Pinterest. I only changed the names and added little design. I do not originally own it. Thank you.
IJE_5 · 383 Views

Black White Academy

In a place where an academy where divided into two, two faction were made, consisting of competitive students. Separated by colors, Black and White, students thus began discriminating and fighting each other. An academy as big as a country, and a new world to all students, Black White Academy was actually the most prestigious academy that can be found in the entire world. Two faction, Black and White, differ from each other. Each have their own rules and laws, thus also having different leaders. Between two faction, can love between two leaders of each faction sprout despite the differences? "Well, I just want to be friends with you." "President Ren, let me be frank with you, did you like me?" Wen didn't like to take this thing more further and just asked. Ren looked at Wen and felt somewhat hopeful. "Well, will President Wen get mad at me if I indeed like you?" "Well, please stop that! I don't like men! And I feel disgust with boy to boy, so it may be hurtful, but I'll never like you." "Well, so, that's why President Wen tried to avoid me? Did you feel uncomfortable?". "Well, yeah, because who wouldn't be like me?" "But I didn't do anything wrong or did I cross over the line, right?" "I guess so." "Since that's the case, we can still be friends, right?" "But... won't you get hurt?" "Well, that's should be my problem, right? And besides, I'm also happy when I'm together with you." Is it possible for those two to end up together? Or just be friends as what Wen said?
Mischievous_16 · 16.7K Views
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