Snake Bite Tongue Piercing

Survival of the fittest. Takeru Mizuhara had always lived his life by this rule—until one day, he discovered a creature that embodied it perfectly. Though not as powerful as other animals, it possessed weapons capable of rendering even the strongest helpless. "Okay, I admired this creature, but seriously—how did I end up as one!?"

I, the protagonist, was just an ordinary NEET, but suddenly I was reincarnated as a tiny white snake in a fantasy world where legendary creatures and gods exist. Not only that, but I awakened in a cave as the offspring of a terrifying Medusa Serpent. Armed with only my human knowledge and my indomitable mental strength, I'm forced to use cunning tactics and rapidly evolving skills to survive against far stronger monsters and humans... So begins the survival story of a former shut-in with incredible willpower, living as one of the lowest-ranked beasts in a world of magic! ᆖ Music suddenly started playing in my head. I'd been waiting for this moment for so long. 'Snakes! Assemble' ....

Anthony has been reborn! Placed into the remarkable game-like world of Pangera. However, something seems a little off. What's with these skills? Bite? Dig? Wait.... I've been reborn as a WHAT?! Follow Anthony as he attempts to adjust to his new life, to survive and grow in his new Dungeon home!

“P-Please... give me a chance. I-I like you, Mr. Kang.” In a world where humans and anthropomorphs coexist, discrimination isn’t just common—it’s an everyday reality. Yueul, a weasel anthropomorph, is drowning in debt after being deceived by his ex-boyfriend into committing illegal acts. Prejudice against anthropomorphs makes stability impossible, as he’s fired from one job after another. Then, an unexpected opportunity arises: if Yueul can work alongside Wooheon, a black mamba anthropomorph, and “fix” his abrasive personality, Wooheon’s older brother promises to pay off all of Yueul’s debts. “Thank you for the offer. I’m not sure if I can meet your standards, but I’ll do my best.” Terrified of black mambas but even more terrified of his crushing debt, Yueul reluctantly accepts. Yet on his very first day, he’s already teetering on the edge of being fired. Desperate to keep the job, Yueul blurts out a reckless lie—that he likes Wooheon and wants to stay by his side. But Wooheon, fully aware of Yueul’s lie, retracts the dismissal with a twist: he suggests they live together, determined to push Yueul into quitting on his own. As if that weren’t bad enough, Yueul soon discovers Wooheon’s unusual way of managing stress: sex. And the room assigned to Yueul? It happens to be Wooheon’s designated “sex-only” space. “S-So if I use that room, does that mean you can’t have sex...?” “Why? Do you want to take their place?” “...If you’re okay with being with a guy... then I’m fine with it.” With Wooheon’s perfectionism driving him to collapse under extreme stress, Yueul wants to help—but definitely not like this! Still, the fear of exposing his lie about liking Wooheon keeps Yueul tangled in his own deception, desperately trying to maintain the facade. Knowing Yueul’s confession is a lie, Wooheon relentlessly pushes him further, testing how long he can endure. What started as a desperate lie to escape his debts has thrown Yueul into a chaotic power struggle. Can he survive life under the same roof with Wooheon and somehow tame his impossible personality? #BL #Fantasy #Modern #Anthropomorph Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by Spicychili All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 매운칠리, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that castle !!

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

'Divinity Online'. The new breakthrough in the Full-Immersion Virtual Reality technology. After decades of work, Divinity Corp had achieved the impossible. Creating a massive video game world that people can enter and live in as if it were Earth. Their goal was clear, to create a world other than Earth that we can call home. A place where the laws of reality vanish, and the true ceiling of power shifts completely. Naturally, the shockwave Divinity Online created across the entire globe was unlike anything else. Every single person has heard of it, even those who have had no interest in video games before. Giant corporations and even governments immediately rushed to start planning to invest in this new world and just like that, billions of people had their eyes on one single date: the 19th of July. *** Arthur, like everyone else, had heard of the game and was as excited as everyone else to try it, if not even more. With how much he grew bored of his life on earth, this fantasy world was like the divine call he had been searching for. However, there was a very small problem. He had no money to buy the machine required to access Divinity Online. His wretched life had turned him into a broke teenager with no parents, and no relatives. But, by some kind of luck, he got his hands on one of those machines. Not knowing what was awaiting him in that world, Arthur was simply seeking one thing... A new opportunity in life and to find a purpose he could work for when he had none so far. [Welcome to 'Divinity Online'.] [Assimilation Started...]

Isaac Valen has always lived in the shadow of a dying star system—one destined to collapse into a black hole. As a lowly worker on a backwater mining colony, his life seemed insignificant, caught in the inevitability of destruction. But everything changes the day he encounters a strange artifact buried deep within ancient temple ruins. A mysterious force activates it, and Isaac is thrust into a world of power, secrets, and a system that promises him the chance to escape the coming void. What he doesn’t expect is that the artifact grants him far more than just a way to survive—it bestows upon him the ability to build and command a starship of unimaginable power. With the knowledge to construct entire fleets, establish colonies, and rise to sovereignty, Isaac finds himself tasked with more than mere survival. He is given the opportunity to forge an empire from the ruins of his shattered world. But the power to create a kingdom comes with its own set of challenges. Isaac must navigate hostile forces, both human and alien, who see him as a threat. He must recruit allies from the remnants of dying civilizations and build an empire capable of challenging the dark forces closing in on his system. And in a universe teetering on the brink of collapse, he must make impossible choices—between trust and betrayal, allies and enemies, empire and personal sacrifice. As the stars burn out and the black hole draws nearer, Isaac’s struggle to survive becomes a battle for dominance. With the power of the artifact at his command, Isaac must rise from nothing, build an empire that can stand the test of time, and fight to reclaim his place in a universe that seems bent on erasing all of humanity’s legacy. In a dying universe, the only way to survive… is to build your own empire.

Genre: Epic Fantasy, Multiverse Fantasy, Philosophical Fantasy Themes: War of Gods, Rewriting History, The Boundary Between Humans and Gods, Fate vs Free Will “If language itself is magic, then what will I become?” Kim Young-min only wanted to survive in another world. But in this realm, he discovers that his native language, Korean, is the source of unparalleled magic. Luminalia, a world where gods and mortals coexist. Here, his words are not mere sounds. Each word he speaks, each sentence he utters, bends reality and reshapes history. Now, he is Merslin, the sorcerer who wields the power of language. But he does not yet realize— His power will rewrite the course of history, And shatter the boundaries between gods and men. He is no mere wanderer. He is the one who will challenge the fate of this world. Will he reject destiny, or will he forge his own legend? This is not just another isekai survival story. This is the birth of a myth—the tale of a man who defies fate.

Eun-jae, a sharp-tongued, no-nonsense beta agent codenamed Helix, thought his biggest challenge this year would be surviving another day of chaotic missions—and maybe blowing out birthday candles in peace. But when he's thrust into a high-stakes operation involving Bes Ilay Karpov-Troitsky, a ruthless Russian arms dealer with ties to a deadly organization, his plans for a quiet reunion with his mom in Busan are obliterated. Armed with his razor-sharp instincts and biting wit, Eun-jae must navigate a labyrinth of betrayal, secrets, and danger as he dives into Moscow's criminal underbelly. Can Eun-jae stay one step ahead of the game, or will this mission mark his final act?

In Crimson Shadows, two lives are drawn into dark, twisted fates by supernatural forces that feed off their deepest desires. **Dedication** To the ones who love in the shadows- who've clenched roses until their thorns drew blood, who've mistaken possession for passion, and silence for safety. *And to my little philosopher of the heart,* *who argues with stars and defends the moon's honor,* *whose logic bends universes but still can't solve* *why we cling to love that leaves bruises on the soul.* *This one's for the girl who writes treaties in margins* *and finds truth in the spaces between my ellipses.* *-Your Article I, your eternal cross-examination.* To the hearts that beat louder in the quiet of a one-sided room, to the hands that held on long after they should've let go: This book is yours. May it be a mirror, a rebellion, or a reckoning. And may you find your way back to the light. **Content Warning** This book is a love letter to the darkest corners of desire. It contains mature themes, graphic depictions of toxic relationships, emotional manipulation, and scenes that may unsettle. Reader discretion is advised for underage audiences and those sensitive to intense psychological or visceral content. Take care of your heart-this story does not.

The man watching the moment it was born was silent. He was a snake (that is also a black mamba), but his child was born a baby bird. – I fainted and suddenly woke up as a baby bird. And if that’s not enough, “Who made my daughter cry? I’ll twist their neck right away.” “Quit, you don’t have to talk. I’ll sweep every last one of them. I’m sure it’s one of them.” “Calm down, both of you. My sister has a weak stomach, so let’s take care of it in the back.” They’re all overprotective!

THIS IS A Harry Potter FANFICTION. A girl who lives 3 lifetimes. He is her Destiny and She is his Doom. How long can a Gryffindor remain a Gryffindor?

"I'm only going to get on my knees for one reason, Dream." "And what is it?" She asked, biting her lips. Zayn closed the gap between them, and leaned forward to whisper into her ear. "For this one night, allow me please you." Dream Atticus has an attitude that can burn a soul before she even speaks. Every one tiptoes around her, because they never know when they'll be at the receiving end of her venomous tongue. After finding out how much her mother suffered because of her docility, she swore to never let anyone make her feel insecure. One day, she encounters Zayn Bass, and from that moment, she vows to fight the attraction she feels for him. An attraction making her weaker by the day. Zayn is on a mission to avenge his father who the Atticus ruined. He decides Dream is the perfect pawn in his game. As their motives that are less than genuine clash, the underlying factor which is their desire for each other, explodes. Love, lust, danger, desire, power, passion, is the order of the game they set out to play. And in this game, there can only be one winner.

The world was forged in war, tempered in blood, and ruled by the strong. Kingdoms rose and fell at the edge of a blade, and power was the only law. Nobility held sway over the weak, their last names etched into history, while those without one were little more than dust beneath their boots. In this world of cold steel, alchemy, and martial prowess, a child without a name or lineage would have to carve his own fate through sheer will alone.

The weak are insulted and abused the strong are praised and worshipped. Haji had spent his life buried in Xianxia, Wuxia, and Fantasy—always yearning for a world beyond the mundane Earth. Haji had long grown weary of the cumbersome Earth he knew all too well. However, one fateful day during his leisurely stroll in the forest, a spatial rift tore open before him. An impossible phenomenon; an unprecedented opportunity. Without hesitation, he stepped through. The rift vanished; as did Haji Darkness. Chaos. The vast unknown. Then—light. Haji awakened, not as himself, but as a newborn. Reborn into a poor clan, in a world where life was cheap and cruelty was law. His instincts roared. His soul remained unshaken. He devoured the infant’s soul without hesitation, seizing the body for himself. In this world, he would crawl if he had to, kneel if it meant survival. He would kowtow, beg, flatter, and endure humiliation. But he would remember. He would engrave every insult, every glare, every bystander who stood idle as he suffered. He would return kindness & loyalty with mountains of profundity, and malice with vengeance a hundredfold. For now, he was weak, merely a cub, but one day, he would pierce above the heavens. On that day, there would be no more restraints. No more caution. No more rules. Only his will, unchallenged and eternal.

The city lights flickered in the distance, mocking the darkness that consumed Kunal's soul. Rain drummed against the rooftop, a slow, melancholic rhythm to the thoughts swirling in his mind. He had lost count of the days since hope had left him-perhaps years, perhaps a lifetime. Standing at the edge of the mountain , he took a deep breath, the cold wind biting at his skin. There was no one left to stop him. No reason to turn back. With one final step, he let go. And then-silence. But death was not the end. When his eyes opened again, he was not the broken man who had once stood on that rooftop. He was in a different world, reborn as the son of the most powerful actors in the world. His past life felt like a distant nightmare, a whisper in the void. But it was not forgotten. Then came the first sign-an energy unlike anything he had felt before, burning within him like an unquenchable fire. Soon, the visions followed-of gods whispering in forgotten tongues, of devils lurking in the shadows, waiting for his arrival. Kunal had lived once and lost everything. But this time, fate had given him another chance, a chance to become god. A chance to rise. A chance to rewrite destiny. A chance to bring chaos to the world of gods and devils. And this time, he would not fall so easily.

In the misty riverscape of Jiangnan during the Ming Dynasty’s Jiajing era, a young fisherman, Ling Yingjue, stumbles into the treacherous martial world after discovering a mysterious jade pendant—the legendary "Swallow Jade." Orphaned and raised by an old fisherman, Ling inherits the enigmatic Soul-Piercing Cone, a weapon of uncanny design, and finds himself hunted by the ruthless Blood Blade League, a shadowy faction obsessed with rare treasures. Fleeing a deadly ambush, he crosses paths with Liu Shan’er, a spirited girl from the Liu clan, whose family harbors its own secrets tied to the jade. As Ling battles the League’s relentless assassins, including the fearsome Zhang Lie, he seeks refuge in Liu Village, forging an alliance with Shan’er and her father, Liu Changfeng, a seasoned martial master probing the jade’s dark past. The Swallow Jade, one of four fabled treasures, whispers of a lost martial secret that once annihilated the Tang clan—a prize the Blood Blade League will kill to claim. Amidst looming threats and fleeting glimpses of a mysterious black shadow, Ling’s raw skill with the Cone grows, hinting at untapped potential. With danger closing in, he must unravel the jade’s enigma, protect his newfound companions, and confront a destiny he never sought in a world where every step echoes with the clash of blades and the murmur of hidden winds.

Children are vanishing. Aziz was one of them. Dragged into the depths of the earth, Aziz is thrown into a pit to die—but death does not keep him. Each time he dies, he rises stronger, his senses sharpened, his resolve hardened. Leaving the pit only leads him deeper: to an underground forest, a brutal Exam, and finally, an academy ruled by the Order, a organization hidden from the world. They claim to seek peace, but their true purpose is shrouded in secrets Aziz is desperate to uncover and tear apart. Trapped between vengeance and the unknown, Aziz must survive trials, betrayals, and the truth lurking beneath it all... Revenge drives him. But will it blind him to the real enemy? All will fear the Divine Snake Cult. All will whisper the name Ghost. 3 - 5 CHAPTERS EVERY WEEK

“That bastard shall perish, and so his precious world, after piercing it, horrors and vile creatures, my creatures, will spread all over it… corruption will unleash” Will talk about different stories all connected to each others Story 1) Wandering across a corrupted world that has almost extinguished humanity Other stories...

Felon /fè-lun/ Cruel; Wicked. I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. "Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. [I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.] I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. "You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. "I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. "But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Zhang Ye was just an ordinary part-timer in modern day China until he was stabbed during a robbery. As he took his last breath, an old black and white necklace and a mysterious blank paper activated, dragging his soul into another world Murim, the land of martial arts. Reborn as a poor orphan with only his little sister, Xiao Lan, Zhang Ye quickly learns that strength rules this world. Fight for dominance, and the weak are nothing more than stepping stones. But when the blank paper and necklace reveals its secrets, Zhang Ye discovers something that could shake the martial world. The Sky Piercing Sword. A legend. A technique? A weapon? No one knows. But Zhang Ye is determined to find it, master it, and rise to the top. From a mere nobody to a name feared across Murim, Zhang Ye will carve his own path that even the heavens cannot ignore.

Noah Stone an everyday guy got Transmitted into the World of Britannia, The RPG game which he brought a few minutes ago from the local store, and died holding It. He gained Deathless System as a golden finger, a system that allows him to go back in time in random checkpoints every time he dies. - The metallic taste of blood lingered on my tongue along with a kind of sourness. My hands grasped the table in front of me and my vision began darkening. "It's green Snakes poison, hard to come by and difficult to find its antidote" The guy in front of me smiled taking a small sip from an ale mug. "I had to poison your ale, I hope you forgive me, my dear partner" I cursed at him, losing balance along with vision. [ Ding! The host is respawned ] I was sitting on the stool in the tavern and in front of me was the same guy who poisoned me. "Please have toast for our new partnership" He smiled raising a mug with a gentle smile. I smirked at the ale inside my mug, rotating around. Now, now my dear partner! How should I kill you ---------- Ps - cover is not mine...

In a world ravaged by war and left in ruin for over a century, humanity clings to survival in scattered enclaves. The remnants of once-powerful military regimes now rule with iron fists from fortified bases, preying on the weak and keeping fear alive. For most, freedom is just a memory—if they remember it at all. Among the enforcers of this brutal order is Pierce, a soldier forged in silence and obedience. From childhood, her voice was stolen—silenced by those who demanded total control. Trained to follow orders without question, she became a weapon for the very system that shattered the world. But when a mission leads her to arrest more innocent people, something inside her breaks free. Defying everything she was taught, Pierce rescues a group of prisoners and escapes into the Wilds. Haunted by guilt and uncertainty, she embarks on a journey, discovering what it means to live for something other than survival or duty. Among those Pierce freed, Caleb teaches her what it means to have freedom. As Pierce learns to speak for the first time—finding her voice both literally and figuratively—she also finds love, friendship, and a sense of family she never knew was possible. But freedom comes at a cost, and the military force she left behind will stop at nothing to hunt her down and destroy the spark of rebellion she carries.

The World was taken over by an FPS Virtual Reality Game, developed by Chinese Developers.

***REWRITING*** --- In the Bible, the Raven was deemed unclean, associated with death and the darkness of the unknown. In Islam, it was one of the five animals permitted for sacrifice, and its reputation as a harbinger of doom overshadowed its sharper qualities. Yet, beneath these negative connotations lay a creature of extraordinary intelligence and cunning, a master of problem-solving. There was always a divide between the Raven and mankind. It was a creature that carried divine light, an ancient symbol of life force, and played a pivotal role in the creation myths of the universe. Despite its negative reputation, the Raven was far more complex than it appeared. It was the keeper of secrets. The Raven was a cheater, but this trait was not to be vilified. In truth, those who deceived were often the ones who survived—witty, charming, and endlessly creative. The Raven saw and knew everything. It was the symbol of the sun, a being of contradictions: gracious but dangerous, beautiful but destructive. --- This is not a fairy tale. This is the life inside an author's book. But what if the author herself fell into a world she had never created?

Tongue twister Her favorite Figuring out It just to cover her lie Don't trust her words But Look into her eyes The eyes don't lie