Bulge Watchers

After everything that Zaroth had was stolen from him, he decided to live solely for his desires, morals be damned! Close to his death, he resurrects and tames a mythical dragon, who turns out to be a breathtaking woman. Learning that in order to explore her body, he must grow stronger so he doesn’t die during the act, Zaroth sets a clear goal for himself: to get stronger. “But I’m curious about something.” “Hm? What is it?” Luna asked, raising an eyebrow. “You said you judged me. How did you do that? Why was I worthy?” Luna’s smile darkened, her eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity. "Despite knowing you would die, you didn’t pray to the gods. On the contrary, you declared that you would kill every single one of them like the dogs they are. In my life, you’re the only one who’s ever made such a declaration, which is why I couldn’t leave you behind—someone who dares to share my dream." ---------- If you’re brave enough to join us, the Abyss Watchers can be found here - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’

Tom and Sarah, a loving couple, decide to visit a dense and eerie forest to create some unforgettable memories. They pack a picnic lunch and set off early in the morning, eager to explore the forest's depths. As they wander deeper into the forest, the atmosphere grows darker and more ominous. The trees seem to close in around them, casting long and sinister shadows on the ground. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows. He's massive, with bulging muscles and eyes that glow like embers. Tom and Sarah are frozen in terror, unable to move or speak. A demon who has been awakened by their presence. He reveals that the forest is his domain. On that he took them to his kingdom having good and bad intentions for them

This captivating novel is also adapted into a comic available on Webnovel. ---------------------------------- Cultivating inner strength with the Nine Yang Energy and training the body to an indestructible state, the Golden Back Nine Rings Saber sweeps across with a forty-yard long silver-blue blade energy. With force sinking into the dan tian, charging left and right, the Descending Dragon Palm bombards everything in sight. There's the Way of the Heart Demon Seed... Self-Forgetfulness... Sunflower True Power... Flying Dagger in the Void... Cassock Subdues Demons... Seven Forms of the Dragon... Palm of Buddha, War God Shattering! All are part of a riveting and blood-pumping journey in the world of martial arts! ... The mighty and robust Village Leader, Jiang Dali, sits quietly on his ornately carved pearwood chair, draped in a tiger skin coat over his bulging, strong muscles. His eyes are cold and tranquil as he surveils the newly recruited players sitting on both sides. Flattering praises from these players are incessant. 'Mighty Village Leader, invincible against swords and spears, an unmatched Iron Palm – please teach me your martial arts expertise!' 'Village Leader, can someone with sensitive skin practice the Iron Shirt technique?' 'Brother, spare the slick talk. The Village Leader is well-known for his ruthless and merciless nature.' A player, who had just resurrected at the City God Temple, makes a grimace, 'Ignorant at first, I didn’t grasp the hidden meaning in his words. The second time I listen, I'm already a soul under the knife. The Village Leader's word is law; asking the same question twice will get you sent on your way. I have no f**ks left to give.' In essence, this is all about a muscleman wielding a big saber, traversing through the thrilling and varied martial world without a female lead. A domineering and decisive tyrant, an Iron-Boss with player characters flowing like water....

Trapped in an endless cycle of death and rebirth, Eryndor Veyth awakens in a cursed forest with no memory of his past or how he got there. Every time he dies, he resets to the same moment under a mysterious tree, forced to relive the nightmare over and over again. As he struggles to make sense of his predicament, he discovers fragments of ancient magic tied to time itself—and learns that his survival may hinge on finding the legendary Chronos Shard, an artifact said to control the flow of fate. Guided by cryptic messages from an enigmatic entity known only as "The Watcher," Eryndor teams up with Liora, a skilled swordswoman harboring secrets of her own, to navigate the dangers of the Veil—a boundary between worlds where reality bends and fractures. But as they delve deeper into the forest’s mysteries, Eryndor begins to uncover unsettling truths about his forgotten past and the true cost of breaking free from the loop. With each step forward, Eryndor faces impossible choices, deadly trials, and echoes of lives he can’t remember living. To escape the Veil, he must confront not only the monsters lurking in the shadows but also the demons within himself. Yet, as the lines between ally and enemy blur, one thing becomes clear: freedom always comes at a price—and some debts can never be repaid.

In the secluded village of Baiyun, nestled amidst misty valleys and towering cliffs, a young boy named Li Wei witnesses a celestial event that changes his life forever. A falling star, unlike any he has seen before, crashes beyond the eastern hills, its golden light pulsing with an otherworldly energy. Drawn by an inexplicable force, Li Wei, accompanied by his sharp-witted friend Mei Ling, ventures into the forest to uncover the star's secrets. What they find is a massive crater housing a mysterious golden orb, which seems to call out to Li Wei. As Li Wei touches the orb, he is engulfed in visions of a crumbling celestial seal, imprisoned demon kings, and a destiny he cannot yet comprehend. The orb bestows upon him a celestial mark, a sigil that pulses with latent power, marking him as the chosen one. But this power comes at a cost. The seal's awakening has drawn the attention of dark forces, including a fearsome Duskfang beast and enigmatic strangers clad in dark robes, who bear the same sigil as Li Wei. Elder Wen, the village priest, reveals the truth: the falling star was a fragment of the Celestial Seal, an ancient artifact that maintains the balance between heaven and earth. Li Wei is now bound to the seal, destined to either restore it or witness the unleashing of the Eight Demon Kings upon the world. As the village is infiltrated by the mysterious Watchers, who seek the seal's power, Li Wei realizes that his quiet life is over. With the weight of destiny on his shoulders and the threat of dark forces closing in, Li Wei must navigate a world of ancient prophecies, celestial power, and looming danger. The seal is breaking, the guardians have fallen, and the fate of the heavens now rests in the hands of a boy from a humble village. The journey ahead is fraught with peril, but Li Wei knows one thing for certain: this is only the beginning.

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE

**Mature Content** [I hope the day never comes when I can’t find a reason to keep loving you, for you are my every reason.] ********************* Yoon Haeun, a quirky 27-year-old chaebol heir and who runs a game company, is often pestered by his unconventional mother about settling down and having children. As an omega who has never experienced his heat cycle, Haeun is constantly set up with alphas by his mother. Unfortunately, the pheromones of these alphas usually make him nauseous and disgusted. Everything changes when Haeun meets Cheon Yeongsoo a third-generation heir whom he has previously disliked. When Haeun encounters Yeongsoo’s pheromones, he is unexpectedly enveloped in a sense of safety and comfort—a feeling he’s never experienced before. As Haeun’s heat cycle arrives, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to Yeongsoo. Three days later, Haeun wakes up disoriented in Yeongsoo’s bed, his mind racing with confusion and a surge of panic. The room is unfamiliar, and the scent of Yeongsoo’s pheromones is overpowering. He tried to piece together the fragments of his memory from the night before, only to realize the gravity of his situation. The man he’s long disliked is now his unlikely savior, and the last thing Haeun wanted was to admit how much he had grown to need Yeongsoo. **Excerpt** Haeun looked up at Yeongsoo with a pout, his hand resting on his pregnant belly. “Will you still love me if I weigh 200kg and become very ugly?” Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling Haeun close and gently hugging his bulging stomach. “You’re already displeasing to the eyes, so it doesn’t really matter.” Haeun’s eyes welled up as he looked at Yeongsoo,obviously hurt. “Are you saying I’m ugly?” Yeongsoo’s smile softened as he held Haeun, brushing his fingers through his hair. “Whether you weigh 200kg or become ugly, you’ll always be the prettiest person in my eyes. Why? Because I love you. You’re my everything, Haeun. And no matter what, that won’t ever change.” Haeun’s heart swelled, a tear slipping down his cheek as he snuggled closer. “You really know how to make everything feel okay.” Yeongsoo kissed his forehead tenderly. “That’s because being with you is the best part of my life.” --- GT gifts-> 1-3 chapters (depending on amount) Gifts—> 1-5 or a mass release depending on how high the gift will be. Win-win ranks- 5 chapters or more after meeting each tier! Extra chapters-> gotten from points and comments (1-2 chapters) ^^

In a realm beyond life and death, these legendary figures from different eras and cultures are given an extraordinary opportunity—a chance to be reborn. Summoned by a mysterious entity known as the Watcher, they must compete in a brutal, multi-layered battlefield filled with monstrous creatures and deadly challenges. As rivalries ignite and alliances form, the ultimate question remains—who will rise, and who will fall?

Zhao Feng stood tall, his eyes blazing with defiance as he faced the formidable warrior, Jin Tian. Jin Tian's face twisted in rage, his massive fists clenched, ready to strike. "You're just a foolish mortal, Jin Tian," Zhao Feng sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Your strength is nothing but a joke. You're just a brute, relying on your physical prowess to intimidate others." "Fury +5000" Jin Tian's face turned beet red, his eyes bulging with fury. "You dare to insult me?! I'll crush you!" Zhao Feng chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots." In a crowded tavern, Zhao Feng sat at a table, sipping a mug of ale. Across from him, the stunning beauty, Ling'er, glared at him, her face pale with anger. "You're nothing but a shameless dog, Zhao Feng," Ling'er spat, her voice venomous. "You think you're clever, but you're just a coward, using your words to hurt others." Zhao Feng grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ah, Ling'er, you're so beautiful when you're angry. But let's be real, you're not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, are you?" "Fury +3000" Ling'er's face turned scarlet, her eyes flashing with rage. "How dare you!" Zhao Feng chuckled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot that beauty and brains don't always go hand in hand." Zhao Feng stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the breathtaking landscape below. A faint smile played on his lips as he reflected on his journey so far. "Ah, the Fury System," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. "You've really helped me, haven't you? I've grown stronger, smarter, and more ruthless." He chuckled, his voice carrying on the wind. "And I've brought chaos to this world, haven't I? The strong are trembling, and the weak are cowering." Zhao Feng's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But that's what makes life interesting, doesn't it? The uncertainty, the danger, the thrill of the unknown." He raised his hands, embracing the wind, the sun, and the world below. "Bring it on, world. I'm ready for whatever you throw my way." As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm, golden light, Zhao Feng's laughter echoed through the valleys, a haunting melody that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. May I ask you to follow Zhao feng in his journey of standing against the heavens,he crossed mountain of corpses and river of bloods to get to his destination. Deities and immortal beings became his stepping stone to the greater DAO . Oh,he didn't forget one important thing..... making his enemies puke blood in Fury.

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha was having a regular day at work until life threw a curveball—she meet and confronts Drogen, a grim reaper, in the garage, talk about tough luck. And just when things couldn’t get any worse… bam! a car crash. Dead? Yeah. But not for long. Drogen broke every grim reaper rule and brought her back to life, convinced she was the key to ending his curse. Now they’re bound by a blood pact, and things start getting weird. Natasha experiences flashes of a forgotten past—a past that’s somehow tied to Drogen. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist and she finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But here's the thing, these two were never supposed to meet again. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.

Jack and his friends thought their small town was nothing special—until they ventured too close to the old cornfield and saw *it*. A presence lurking in the stalks. Watching. Waiting. When their friend Danny dies under horrifying circumstances, the group tries to escape, only to realize the town itself won’t let them leave. Worse, Amy, the girl Jack cares about most, has been *possessed* by the entity they now call the Watcher. As reality warps around them, Jack refuses to give up on Amy. But the deeper he goes into the nightmare, the more he realizes this isn’t just about saving her—it’s about *surviving* the Watcher’s game. Every road leads back to the cornfield. Every attempt to fight back only feeds the darkness. And as Amy slips further away, Jack is faced with an impossible question: How do you save someone from a monster that’s already inside them? **A gripping horror web novel filled with psychological terror, supernatural horror, and a desperate fight against an ancient evil.**

When he failed to find his fated human mate after seven years of searching, alpha Damon decides to abduct seventy-five young women from all over the city who fit within his Luna’s age range and description, to have them trained for his selection. What starts off as a competition for the alpha’s heart quickly turns to a bloody game of survival. *** “What’s your name?” Damon asked, his voice clipped and cold. Though his eyes were narrowed, they were a bit mad around the edges. The blonde woman in front of him traced a red coated fingertip over his tattooed chest, all the way to his slightly exposed pelvis. She smacked her lips at the obvious bulge in his tight pants. “If you wanted a good time, why didn’t you just say so?” She threw a side long glance at the rest of the women cooped up in the cells, their fingers desperately grabbing the bars and yelling obscenities at the man who thought it was a good idea to abduct them for his personal reasons. “Why don’t we go somewhere private?” She added with a seductive wink. The alpha’s patience wore thin but he remained calm. “What.is.your.name?” He repeated with the slightest hint of annoyance. His eyes dipped to the card in her hand and she followed suit, smiling at the words on them; Luna 37. She rolled her eyes and tossed the paper aside. Did he seriously expect them to believe he was some alpha werewolf? Was that his play for getting laid? She scoffed at his silly roleplay antics. Werewolves were fictional but if that was what got him in the mood, she didn't mind playing along. He was definitely her type. “The name is Tyla Woodley…” He moved like a blur, snapping her neck like a twig. The other prisoners screamed at the top of their lungs as Tyla’s body thudded to the floor in a crumpled heap. Damon flexed his neck and arms before starting towards the cells. When he approached, all the women retreated, crying and screaming. He unlocked a cell and raked the women with his eyes. Shuffling forward, he yanked one out by the scruff of her neck. “NO! Cleo! Let her go!” A wide-eyed woman screamed from another cell, banging the bars violently. “Let her go, you monstrous cunt! Fuck you! You hear me? FUCK YOU, DAMON WAYNE!” He froze at the mention of his full name, and let go of the whimpering prisoner who crawled back into the open cell on all fours. Slowly, Damon advanced towards the rude woman’s cell but she didn’t back away like the others. She gripped the bars and spat in his face when he was standing in front of her. “Couldn’t find yourself a Luna, tough guy? No surprise there. The moon goddess must not have been able to bring herself to torture an innocent woman with the tragic fate of being your Luna.” Damon reined in the rage bubbling within him by gritting his teeth. This one wasn't as clueless as the dead one. “What is your name?” She knew he wanted her to mention the name on her card; Luna 91. He had just killed a prisoner who gave her actual name. However, he didn't hint at her card by looking at it. His eyes never left hers. She inhaled sharply. To hell with him. As long as her sister, Cleopatra, could remain safe long enough for them to figure out a way to escape from here, she didn't mind distracting the monster as long as she could. “Luna 91, Asshole!” He shot her a roguish grin. "Welcome to hell, Luna 91." He said before reaching beyond the bars and grabbing her neck amidst deafening screams.

Every secret has a watcher. Every mask hides a weakness. And _Yukimura Kira_ is running out of places to hide. By day, she's just another nameless face in Tokyo’s endless crowd. But by night, she becomes _Luna_ , an underground idol wrapped in secrecy. No one knows her real name. No one knows her real face. And that’s exactly how she’s survived. Until now. Because someone is watching . _Kairos_—a ghost in the system, a hacker who doesn’t just break into networks but into lives. He was sent to track her, to gather intel, to report back. But the more he watches, the more he _wants_ . Every message he sends is a warning. Every intrusion is a claim. Every whispered threat is laced with something darker—something he refuses to name. But Kira isn’t just being stalked. Someone else is hunting her. Someone who doesn’t care about Luna , the idol. Someone who wants Kira dead. Now, she has two choices: Run from the faceless threat closing in on her real life. Or confront the man behind the screen who refuses to let her go. Because Kairos isn’t just watching anymore. He’s _waiting_ . And if she falls into his hands… escape may no longer be an option. How do these two worlds collide? Under what circumstances will they meet—will it spark a forbidden romance or a tragic downfall?

In the forgotten town of Black Hollow, a cursed bookstore holds a secret that defies reality. When Mara and Eli stumble upon its hidden library, they discover that the books within don’t just tell stories—they hold lives. Some books are pristine, their pages filled with vibrant memories. Others are crumbling, their stories fading into nothingness. And some are blank, their owners erased from existence. But the library is no sanctuary. It’s a prison, guarded by the Watcher, a shadowy entity that manipulates the threads of reality. As Mara and Eli delve deeper, they uncover a chilling truth: the library is rewriting history, erasing lives, and trapping souls. Mara gains the ability to read hidden truths, while Eli can restore lost books—but each use comes at a cost. As they unravel the mystery, they realize their own pasts are entwined with the library’s dark purpose. A book with Mara’s name holds the key to her forgotten memories, while Eli’s book reveals a truth he’s desperate to escape. But the Watcher is always watching, and its price for freedom is steep: their souls. In a race against time, Mara and Eli must decide whether to rewrite the past and risk the future, or let the Watcher reshape the world as it sees fit. But in a place where every choice erases someone, can they save themselves without losing each other? *The Library of Lost Souls* is a haunting tale of memory, identity, and the cost of uncovering the truth, perfect for fans of *The Ten Thousand Doors of January* and *The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue*.

It pays to look like the undead, when the paranoid emperor holds all first born nobles hostage in the Royal Academy. Particularly when the promiscuous crown prince treats the place as his own personal harem. That's why the infamous royal recluse, Lord Patric Siccus, doesn't mind that he looks like a dehydrated goblin, or that his eyes bulge out when he's too excited, and how his mouth fills up the rest of his face when he tries to smile. He went there for the library, after all. ___________________ !!! DISCLAIMER !!! This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright 2024 Gem Vecino All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author, Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al.

Billions have perished, leaving only a few million survivors. After his death, Eric is summoned to another world that has been nearly destroyed by corruption. The gods’ influence has all but vanished, and it is up to him to rally the remaining survivors, reclaim the land they lost, and restore the gods’ cathedrals. In doing so, he grows stronger, inching closer to awakening the gods from their eternal slumber. Time is running out. Not only are unimaginable abominations preparing to strike, but Eric faces a deadly challenge from within. His system, a mysterious force aiding him, comes with a dire warning: [WARNING] [Each time the system responds, it consumes host essence. When essence runs out, the host’s soul will perish along with the system.] [Recommendation: Communicate only when absolutely necessary.] [Current essence: 940] [1 essence = 1 word generated by the system.] [Choose your next words wisely.] ---------- If you’re brave enough to join us, the Abyss Watchers can be found here - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

As she makes a move to get up from the big man's lap, she hears a groan and the weight on her hips increases as he presses her further on his huge bulge. "You are such a fu**ing tease Jasmine." he groans lowly in her ear. Being employed by the richest man in the World was not Jasmines definitely, but now she has to work all day under his strong gaze, and the more he looks at her the more she gets a crush on him To him she was just a baby till one night when he stumbled in on her in a towel, and after that she became the one thing he wanted but he wasn't sure he could get Contract marriage

The story of Alex and his friends being recruited to become the Time Watchers of the Prime-Niverse. But they confront many threats. Whether it is another person in a parallel universe who has some bad intentions. Or the gods who are beyond control all the universe.

"A god vanished before my eyes. No warning. No remains. No memory of its existence. And now, I am vanishing too." The gods do not die—they are erased. No remains. No afterlife. No past. And no one remembers the lost. Then, the Whisper speaks to me: "You were never written into the design. You should not exist." My form flickers. My memories unravel. The Watcher, the silent god who has observed all things, turns its gaze upon me for the first time. And from the abyss, something comes to erase me. Correction. No god has ever escaped. No being has ever resisted. If I cannot uncover the truth of my existence, I will disappear—not into death, but into nothing. Will I be the first to survive the inevitable?

In the dark forests of Avarinth, the lone archer Alec watches over Lady Evelyne Blackthorne, the last of her noble bloodline. She believes him to be a stalker—until she learns the truth: he has been protecting her from the monstrous Veilborn, creatures drawn to her ancient lineage. Fate takes a cruel turn when Evelyne is wed to Prince Aldric of Caldris, only to be betrayed and sentenced to execution upon the discovery of her connection to Aradon the Dark, the long-lost king of monsters. On the brink of death, Alec returns to rescue her, setting off a chain of events that will shake the kingdom. With her home destroyed and her past unearthed, Evelyne embraces her true power, awakening the monsters who once worshipped her ancestor. With an army at her side, she storms the capital, dethroning the corrupt royal family who once murdered her parents. Now, as the ruler of Caldris, she must decide—will she lead with vengeance, or will she forge a new destiny for her bloodstained kingdom?

A young woman's life is turned upside down when her ex, Chris, suddenly reappears. Chris is the ruthless and cunning boss of a powerful mafia organization, with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost. As they rekindle their intense and passionate relationship, she is drawn back into a world of luxury and danger, where the lines between loyalty and obsession are blurred. But as Chris's true intentions are revealed, she must decide whether to surrender to her desires and become embroiled in his criminal empire, or to fight for her freedom and risk everything. With her loyalty to her friends and her own sense of self-worth hanging in the balance, she must navigate the treacherous landscape of Chris's world and confront the secrets of their past in order to survive. Excerpt: "What are you..." I started to ask, but Chris locked his lips with mine, cutting off my words. It was an angry kiss, like he was pouring his frustration into me. I tried to struggle, but he held me tighter and deepened the kiss. I eventually gave up, knowing it was futile. He let go of my lips, and I could feel a sting on my mouth. I saw a bite mark on his lip as well. We looked at each other, and I could feel the tension growing in the car. We were alone, with me on top of him, and our faces inches apart. Before I knew it, our lips touched again, but this time it was different - it was slow and sensual. I moaned as his tongue started to explore my mouth, and the kiss inevitably deepened. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling, my hands roaming his chest as his hands went under my shirt and rubbed my bare back. I started to feel hot all over and pulled my jacket away. He trailed his lips to my collarbone and sucked on it. When I started to move my hips over his already hardened bulge, he held my legs to stop me. "No," he said, his voice restrained. Still in the fog of the moment, I asked in a whisper, "What?" My breath came in pants, just like his. He replied, "Let's stop here, princess, or we'll do the other thing you talked about." It took me a second to understand, and when I did, I immediately got off his lap and returned to my seat. My mind went to Sarah, and I realized I couldn't come clean to her now. I glared at Chris, who smirked at me and started driving again.

I am DARKNESS and the one who bears witness of me is LIGHT. I'm drawn to the one who bears witness of me because he sees me for who I am. I can only truly see myself when I am in his presence. Moreover, he knows a lot more about myself than I do. For as long as I whiff a breath, I will never let go of LIGHT. I forever thank him for being with me today and hereafter. In a World Of Spirits where polarity is everything, Demons and Watchers battle for souls.

Wrote this book a while ago, published it on KDP, awaiting a voiceover, this will be the free version for now, but if you’d want a voice over version to enhance your read, search up my title, there will be a sale soon on the book next month, so feel free to do anything you’d like, or just read straight from here :) "Eternal Iron, Tainted Lands" is a dark, action-packed fantasy novel that plunges readers into a gritty, 19th-century London, where the industrial revolution clashes with ancient, hidden powers. We follow the journey of Thomas, a young boy trapped in a cycle of poverty and abuse, who stumbles upon a secret that will forever alter the course of his life – and potentially, the world. He discovers he possesses a rare connection to an ancient force called the Eternal Spark, granting him the potential for immortality but also marking him as a target. The narrative follows Thomas as he transforms from a frightened child into a powerful, immortal gunslinger known as "The Shadow Weaver." He navigates a dangerous path, honing his abilities by mastering glyphs, an ancient language that allows him to manipulate life force, time, and even the elements. Driven by a thirst for knowledge and a need for revenge, Thomas battles corrupt forces, explores the morality of power, and grapples with the chilling lure of chaos. As his understanding grows, he is drawn into a hidden conflict between the Seekers, a group dedicated to understanding and protecting the Eternal Spark, and the Watchers, a mysterious organization that seeks to control it. The lines between good and evil blur as Thomas's journey forces him to confront not only external threats but also the darkness within his own heart. He's forced to confront his path of destruction, and it would lead to change that would be necessary, not for survival, but for a destiny that he could finally control. He learns, he grows, he falls, and he rises again with a new purpose and understanding. "Eternal Iron, Tainted Lands" is a story about transformation, the corrupting influence of power, and the battle between order and chaos. It's a dark fantasy that explores the burden of immortality, the price of change, and the fight to forge one’s own destiny in a world teetering on the brink of the unknown. Readers will find a rich blend of historical atmosphere, brutal action, and deep philosophical questions within its pages. Key Elements: Gritty Historical Setting: The novel uses the backdrop of 1830s London, juxtaposing the industrial advancements of the era with a hidden world of magic and ancient secrets. Complex Characters: Thomas's transformation is central, as he evolves from a victim to a powerful but conflicted individual. Supporting characters like his mother, Silas, the Seekers, and the corrupted Watchers are all compelling in their own right. Magic System: The glyph-based system offers a unique blend of symbolic power, allowing for a wide variety of applications, from physical enhancements to manipulation of time and space. Themes of Power and Corruption: The novel explores the seductive nature of power and its potential to corrupt, testing Thomas's morality as he treads the line between control and chaos. Action and Intrigue: The narrative is filled with brutal battles, chase sequences, and twists that will keep readers engaged. Philosophical Undertones: The novel grapples with larger questions about the nature of life, death, destiny, and what true freedom really means.

Crazy forbidden love and passion, had driven Lilith out of Salem, the home of witches, the only home she had known for years. Birthing a human in the witches’ world was considered a curse to them because of the legend they believed in, which went like this “when humans came, died witches fame. The watchers intervened, extinguishing both their flames” this led them to believing that humans would be the reason for their downfall and the wiping out of their clan by the watchers. She is banished to live and suffer in the contemporary world amongst the humans whom she was so much drawn to, all the while taking care of her only son. Lilith successfully learns to hide her true identity from the humans, while protecting her son from both enemies within and without. However, being secretive is always considered suspicious anywhere be it humans or witches. Therefore calamity was bound to occur. Will she be able to overcome these hardships? Or will her son become her legacy, her reason to enact revenge upon the witches, for the deathly suffering they both were subjected to? Armaros: “Armaros” meaning curse, the name given to him by the witches after his mother Lilith, had disobeyed the very laws that governed their world. Though at a young age, he couldn't understand why he was mocked for his hair and eye color, he soon grew to understand why and what they stood for. The witches claimed to be the superior race, yet the elders from their clan refused to closely approach him, making him wonder why, after all he was only but a feeble, harmless human. Forces beyond human and witches reality, soon begin unfolding like little rose petals before his eyes, making him question his mother on the true origins of his birth. When he finds out, will he be able to accept this new identity and carry on the burden that drags alongside it? Or will he keep seeking revenge for the shame that was brought by the witches upon his mother, slowly driving him into irredeemable darkness? Or thus will "love”, the reason for his mother's suffering be a firm support to him, helping him lighten the weight of the burden he carries? Excerpt In the contemporary world: The last bell to end the classes for the day rang, and a black haired boy picked up his bag heading outside the school dormitory, while four other students accompanied him as they spoke to each other on their separate ways home. Armaros soon arrived at his destination, looking around, before calling out, “Mother, mother I'm back” but there was no reply so, he went into the kitchen where she was usually always at, either cooking or cleaning. On getting there, the pungent smell of blood welcomed him and he looked below the kitchen counter to see his mother’s throat slit and her eyes staring at him with a hollowness in there. Beside her body lay a letter which read "from your loving….. find out yourself” with a smirking sticker glued beside the letter. *** Female lead will be introduced later in the book. Please feel free to drop reviews on this book and vote if you want. For updates and more information, reach out to author on; Email: justtrouble021@gmail.com Instagram: just_trouble45 Discord: Just_trouble#3566 You can also join our discord server to discuss this book and many more with other readers, when you follow my Instagram page and click on the discord link in my bio.

In the ancient halls of the Veylith Grand Archive, young Vaelion Shadowborne discovers the Codex of Nyztheris, a forbidden book whispered about in myths and warnings. The moment he opens its pages, something awakens—a presence buried deep within the Shadow Veil, a realm of forgotten horrors and unseen Watchers. Marked by sigils of darkness and haunted by visions of a ruined city, Vaelion is thrust into a struggle far beyond his understanding. The secrets of his lineage, the truth behind the Shadow Veil, and the forces now hunting him all weave together in a race against fate. With each passing day, the sigils on his skin grow stronger. The whispers grow louder. The line between his world and the Veil Beyond begins to blur. Vaelion must uncover the truth of his curse before it consumes him. But some knowledge was never meant to be known—and some doors, once opened, can never be closed. ---

In the remote Arctic town of Námura (derived from the Inuit word for "silent watcher"), a decades-old government research station studying the Northern Lights begins picking up strange electromagnetic pulses. When geologist Dr. Elara Kóvak returns to her childhood home to investigate her father’s mysterious suicide, she uncovers his final journal entry: “They’re not lights. They’re eyes.” As the auroras grow unnaturally bright, townspeople report sleepwalking episodes, shared nightmares of a "crystalline forest" growing beneath the ice, and whispers in a language that bypasses the ears to vibrate directly in the brain. Elara discovers her father’s team accidentally punctured a subterranean vault older than human civilization—releasing Namura, a shapeshifting entity that thrives on fear and mimics human form… imperfectly.

In a world fractured by war and ruled by fear, the Wanderer stands as a living legend, a guardian of Nova and its people. Once a mighty warrior blessed with unparalleled strength and wisdom, he is betrayed by his own blood—his son, the self-proclaimed "New God of Nova." The Wanderer loses everything: his throne, his power, and the trust of his people. Imprisoned in the lifeless river, a cursed place that saps his strength and glory, he becomes a shadow of his former self. As the New God's reign of darkness spans a thousand years, Nova descends into chaos. Giants turn against each other, night creatures prowl the lands, and the immortals, once revered, are hunted and devoured. Amid the despair, whispers of rebellion stir in the hearts of the oppressed. Nova, the Wanderer’s daughter, and a group of unlikely allies—including Watchers, hybrids, and giants—begin to weave a dangerous plan to free the Wanderer and restore hope to their shattered world. But the New God is no ordinary enemy. With unparalleled power and a ruthless grip over the realm, he is determined to crush all who oppose him. The struggle for Nova’s future becomes a battle of wills, courage, and sacrifice. As secrets of the past unfold, the Wanderer must confront his own failures and find the strength to rise again—not as a king, but as a savior. The Wanderer: Dark Valley is an epic tale of betrayal, redemption, and the unbreakable bond of family. In the face of overwhelming darkness, will the light of hope prevail, or will Nova be lost forever?

General Julius Draken hates all humans. After an abusive childhood, gore filled military campaigns, and navigating American Imperial Politics in 3083 he has simply had enough. His future has devolved into a constant state of world war. After finding out the next Top-Secret plan of the elites Julius jumps into action to stop the evil humans with a strategy fit for the one called the Mad Dog.

This is an origin story for the character Yoshimori in the Bandit Black series. I will tell the tales of the watcher of worlds