Metagross Mouth

She is one thing I will call divine,is that the right word or should is say she was only meant for me and me alone. The first day I set my eye on her at that club I was really captivated,she is naive, looking innocent and I want to have her all to my self. Her voice was like heavens and it send shiver down to my spine,I wanted her,I wanted to keep her all t my self,Pearl that name was lovely it came out of my mouth like a hot flow. The sound of my name in her mouth turns me on like a fucking pervert, God know it I will do anything to have her all to my self but no everything look easy as it seem cause it all turned upside down when she became my step sister. I was happy but not fully cause this way I can't have her but nothing is going to stop me from having this pretty little kitten. Even if it is having an affair with my step sister secretly I will have her either ways,if that all it takes.

His gaze was intense and piercing, it was as if he could see through her. As he neared Nicholina felt her heart skip a beat,every step he took towards her had a strange effect on her, which she couldn't decipher. His intense gaze, swept over her seeing through the thin fabric that showed off all her curves. swallowing hard, Rheaphel's hand moved involuntarily to explore every part of her curves. The closer his hand got, Nicho felt the air live her lungs. It was as if the air was caught up by a magical force. Every movement of his hands on her pale skin caused a strange and unyielding need in her that terrified yet triggered an excitement in her. suppressing a moan that threatened to escape her mouth. Nicholina was glad when a knock interrupted

The world ended—twice. Liam should have died along with it. Instead, he woke up with a system whispering of sovereign paths he was never meant to walk, an interface bound to something far older than the Dominion’s rule. Alone, hunted, and bound by a directive he barely understands, he fights to carve a place for himself in a world where fractured gods and cybernetic overlords rule what remains. In the Genesis Protocol’s void, where reality unravels, he faces echoes of celestial experiments, shadows of himself that seek to consume him. His body is bruised, ribs aching, strength fading—but he refuses to fall. “You do not belong,” the void whispers. Liam wipes the blood from his mouth, smirking. “I get that a lot.” And then, he raises his blade. Because if the world won’t make space for him—he’ll tear one open himself.

[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. 

"Let's get married!" When those words came out of the beautiful CEO's mouth, Li Chen felt dizzy!

Coming to the city for the first time, she's going to find her daddy. But... how could she have five daddies? When Ruanruan found her first father: He said indifferently,"I hate kids. Kids are the most troublesome." Her second dad said, "Are you kidding me? I would never take care of this little thing." Her third daddy holds her and said, "Kiddo, you've got the wrong person, go back home and do your homework." Her fourth father, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, raised an eyebrow, "Trying to scam me?" Her fifth daddy said with a confused look, "Do I have a daughter?" But after spending a few days with Ruanruan, the fathers all had a change of heart... "This is my girl, don't you dare take her from me!" From then on... The five powerful men started their days fighting for custody of Ruanruan. Jiang Jincheng looked eagerly at Ruantuanzi, "...And what about me?" The five fathers glared coldly at the man who was trying to compete with them for their daughter! "Get lost!"

"Spoken Yet Unspoken Words" captures the heart of what so often goes unsaid. The feelings, the longings, and the moments left unspoken between those who matter most. It's about the silence that speaks louder than any words ever could, the kind that settles in the spaces between two people who share something deep, but aren't always able to express it. In this story, you'll meet characters who hold onto emotions they can't quite voice. Their hearts are full, but their mouths stay shut, trapped by the weight of their own fears, insecurities, and the vulnerability of being in situations they cannot really help. It's the quiet pain of wanting to say something, but never finding the right moment or the right words, to make it real. The love, the regret, the unspoken apologies, they all live in these unsaid words, and they hurt in ways that are impossible to explain. There is a tension in the silence, a pull between what they feel and what they can say. But sometimes, the most intense emotions are those we can't express aloud. There's a tenderness in those moments of stillness, when two people understand each other without needing to speak. It's as if the space between them is full of everything they wish they could say, but don't. This story explores the complexity of human connection, the way we communicate through gestures, glances, and the quiet moments where we say so much without opening our mouths. It's about love that is held back by fear, friendships strained by things left unsaid, and the raw, vulnerable part of being human. Because sometimes, the hardest thing is to admit what we truly feel, even when the whole world seems to be asking for it. If you've ever held your tongue when you wanted to speak, if you've ever let words slip through your fingers without saying them to the person who needed to hear them, this story is for you. It's about the emotions that are too big for words, the love that stays even when it isn't spoken aloud.

He was summoned by 3 milfs and 2 gilfs, only to realize he wasn't a typical hero with powerful skills. He was a hero with "gifted semen" which can boost battle power or grant random skills. Since then, there has been a long queue of women outside his inn to receive his "blessing". Mature woman from east, powerful women from west, nuns from south and naughty milfs from south, they all chant his name from their slutty mouth. In bed, of course, Lol.

[Traditional Supernatural + Unconventional Trading + Tales of Evil Objects] This is a peculiar pawnshop that specializes in acquiring objects of special value with dark and malevolent origins! Coins from the mouths of the dead, executioner's blades, grave mushrooms, flesh-reishi, Kunlun fetuses......evil objects can harm as well as help! With the touch of the pawnshop's hands, evil can be transformed into treasure! Promotion and wealth, disaster relief, even defying fate and changing destiny! Things are not inherently good or bad; it is only human desire that is never satisfied...... On certain late nights, this pawnshop is frequented by many strange and eerie customers......

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

We became what the eyes see us as. Not us. Not real. *** "Try this." Yuki lifted his gaze to see a fish ball skewered on a stick, held close to his mouth. The hand offering it belonged to none other than the striking stranger standing beside him. He wore a blue and white uniform, a black bag slung over one shoulder. Yuki’s eyes landed on the stranger’s face again. Even now, he still wasn’t used to seeing someone like him—a face that seemed completely out of place in their small, ordinary town. There was no doubt he was an outsider. "Yuki." Yuki was startled when the stranger moved the skewer even closer to his lips. He could smell the warm, spicy sauce, and without thinking, he quickly flicked his tongue over it. His brows furrowed in surprise—it was unexpectedly delicious. Instead of reprimanding the stranger, he found himself praising him. "Mm, this is good!" He opened his mouth to take a bite of the fish ball—only for it to vanish into thin air. "Huh?" Confused, he looked up, but the stranger was already busy selecting more street food. Yuki’s cheeks suddenly burned, and with clenched fists, he moved closer to him. "What’s your problem?" Even the elderly vendor glanced at them, observing how the stranger completely ignored Yuki. His face flushed with frustration, as if ready to pick a fight. The vendor quickly intervened. "Alright, alright, no fighting! Son, just choose what you want." He nudged Yuki toward the food stall. "No, thank you." Yuki muttered before walking away from the kiosk. The old vendor watched him leave, staring in silence until he disappeared from sight. "One more order of that, please. And make it to-go." The stranger finally spoke. "Ah, sure, son." When the vendor handed him the food, the young man left without another word. Hands in his pockets, he walked in the same direction Yuki had gone, the plastic bag of fish balls dangling from his fingers. The vendor sighed and sat down, shaking his head. "Kids these days." ©2025

The Crown Prince, Chi Sian, is a drama queen, and he is very smooth in acting. Miss Pan Er, Pan Yueqing is a little liar, and lies come out of her mouth. In a love competition of internal struggles and external political affairs, who originally took whom seriously lost the game, and the two of them faked their true feelings. When choosing a concubine, Qi Sian reluctantly: "Your name is not good, the moon is the heavenly immortal, and the court minister is the court. It's strange that you're not up or down. " On the wedding night, excitedly touching Pan Yueqing's little hand: "Qingqing's name is really good, and it sounds so nice to pronounce." Pan Yueqing's face was expressionless: "... Your Highness, you're really a drama queen."

Looking at the hollow building with windows wide open-broken, looking like wide eyes Staring at the destruction. He was weak all over as he fought the dizziness, he wanted to stay alive he truly did but the weight of what has occurred few minutes back seems to wear down up on his soul. looking at himself with blood pumping out from his chest where the iron rod has penetrated him looking down to his legs twisted as if ensuring he wouldn't try to walk again. He looked at the pink colored sky with a single word leaving his mouth. " Why". Before slipping to unconsciousness his life and death unknown

Evan Draycott had big dreams of becoming a legendary summoner. He imagined summoning a dragon, a phoenix, or at least a wolf with a cool scar. Instead, he got… Skully. A knee-high, lopsided, talking skeleton with a knack for mischief and an ego bigger than his tiny frame. At first, Evan thought his summoning ritual was a disaster. But Skully isn’t just any skeleton—he’s a cunning, resourceful, and oddly overpowered little guy with a mysterious past. Together, this unlikely duo embarks on a journey filled with humor, chaos, and unexpected triumphs. From sneaking into forbidden libraries to outsmarting arrogant summoners, Evan and Skully prove that even the smallest summon can cast the longest shadow. But as their adventures grow more dangerous, Evan begins to wonder: What exactly *is* Skully, and why does he seem to know so much about ancient magic? Join Evan and Skully in this hilarious and heartwarming tale of friendship, strategy, and bone-chilling antics. After all, greatness doesn’t always come in the biggest package—sometimes, it’s just a tiny skeleton with a big mouth and an even bigger plan.

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.

" love like fire , burn everything it desire" A women looking like she was in her early twenties humming the lines , she would have been a stunning and gorgeous lady if not her ghostly skin color and blood on her mouth and the man who kneeling in front her while crying . At 28, Cherry Crystal inherits her father Ethan's Moore successful company, but soon uncovers the painful truth about her parents' troubled marriage. As she reflects on her father's devotion to her late mother, Anaya crystal, Cherry finds a diary that reveals the shocking secrets of their relationship. Anaya, who loved Ethan deeply, was never truly loved in return, and Cherry's own existence was the result of a broken and complicated past. As Cherry confronts her father with these revelations, she is forced to come to terms with the painful legacy of a love that burned bright but left destruction in its wake. The cherry blossoms, ever present, stand as a symbol of both beauty and loss in this poignant tale of regret, sacrifice, and unfulfilled love.

Do journals even need a description? Probably not. But if you’re reading this, you’re already curious. This isn’t some grand memoir or life-changing manifesto—it’s just a normal journal written in a way that won’t bore me to death when I look back at it. A collection of thoughts, regrets, and "what ifs" from a guy who spent too much time wondering if he should have just kept his mouth shut. What if I never volunteered? What if I studied harder? What if I made different choices in love, in school, in life? Would I be happier? Would I still be me? This is a journal about looking back, questioning everything, and—hopefully—figuring out how to move forward.

After overhearing my fiancé's sweet-talking to his lover over the phone, I had him kicked out of my flat within the same hour. Even though I didn't have any plans after, I hadn't expected to find myself in front of an altar before a foul-mouthed red-eye hunk of a man. Elodie de Montmorency was what he called me, and Elodie had been a hot-headed villainess that was murdered by her husband, the garbage male lead, due to her raging obsession with the Grand Priest of Lux. I'm inside an R18 dark romance novel I read. The vows had already been read and even if I keep refusing to put on the wedding ring, my death flag was already in place. Did I get rid of one trash to find another?

The young master of the Huo Family was well-known in the Rong City. Having been brought up in a military, political, and business family, he was decisive in dealing with businesses, yet sexually continent as it was said. Nevertheless, he happened to fall in love with an illegitimate daughter. The disgraceful illegitimate daughter had been detested by her whole family, but suddenly won the love of the young master of the Huo Family. Since then, he turned into a “slave” of his wife and pampered her. Mrs. Huo: “They say I am an illegitimate daughter, and totally out of your league.” Master Huo: “Who has such a big mouth! I’m gonna sew it up!” Mrs. Huo started circling on his chest with a finger, “They also say you’ll get tired of me sooner or later.” Master Huo held his wife into his arms, proving his love to her with practical actions, “Nonsense! My wife’s body is soft and easy to be pushed down to bed, how come I will get tired of you!?” Mrs. Huo: “Pervert!”

This is a historic based novel, it plainly talks about our heroine life as she grew up in a Cinderella environment but she is sharp mouthed, insulting, smart, rebellious and uneducated despite all she has been through. Due to the new king who has managed to overthrown and claimed many nations he asked for a wife from her family and due to the rumors of him being wicked clood blooded and calculative her family sent her to marry him instead of her younger step sister but still yet our heroine refuses to submit to the king.

Hollow Crown of the Dying Star The night Ren's mother died, the sky cracked open. No one else saw it—just him. A fracture in the stars, spreading like shattered glass. And from that abyss, something looked back. Then it spoke. "Do you want to live?" Now, Ren is no longer human. His reflection moves on its own. His eyes are black voids, writhing with unseen horrors. And the world around him is wrong—people stand frozen in the streets, their hollow smiles stretching too wide, whispering things that don’t belong in human mouths. They are watching him. Hunting him. And the worst part? A voice in his head keeps whispering that he belongs with them. As Ren searches for answers, he’s forced into a brutal battle for survival against creatures that were once human—and something far worse lurking beyond the cracks in the sky. But the more he fights, the more he changes. Is he still himself? Or is he becoming the very thing he fears? ---

"Ria if I get harder than I am now I will explode right here and now." He whispered in my ear. "Lord help me! How I want to fuck that sweet mouth of yours so much more than I want to climb the pulpit." I moaned out. His words drove me to another orgasm. She was innocent, young, pure, good until she met him. He was her priest until he became her lover. He destroyed her Innocence yet she loved him for it. Love, hate, desire, rage they were just a few of the things she felt for him. He knew just how to make her bend and beg and when he touched her, "El ansia."

………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… A woman suddenly woke up in a dazed state with confused eyes. “Don’t I die in the dungeon world?” (Will be another novel) “This is my room when I am at the end of high school.” She took out her phone to check the date 23/12/25. It is around 10 PM then the beta dungeon would appear at 00:00 AM in 2 hours on 24/12/25. Unfortunately it is my birthday and I turn 18. At that time all the people between the ages of 18 to 48 would wake up from their sleep or see a monster like mouth opening beside them with a staircase inside. They are attracted to enter this monster mouth and walk down the stair case entering the first floor of the dungeon. …………………………… There are 100 levels in this beta dungeon and one can only cross 1 floor in a day. The monster mouth would appear 00:00 AM at every night and there is no attraction from the second day. If they decided not to enter then they would stop entering directly with monster mouth never appearing again from the next day. The time spent in the dungeon world is only an instant and the time never moves from 00:00 AM no matter how much time you spent in the dungeon world. The death in the dungeon world is real death and the pain is more real. Anything obtained in the dungeon world cannot be brought out except for the skills or abilities that are obtained. Also they cannot be used to cause damage to the world, unless they want to be erased. The time limit for this dungeon is only 100 days. After that the real problem appeared. The world population irrespective of age was transferred to the dungeon world divided into villages throughout that world as refugees. Mohini immediately asked. “Then why are you taking this slow approach instead of letting me directly show off everything and let him fuck me directly?” The system said. “Host, the amount of lust and desire energy generated when wearing revealing clothes is many times higher than the lust and desire energy generated when showing off the naked body.” ………………………………… The midnight dungeon is the only thing I am writing here which is a 100 day on. Based on the results I will write the dungeon world story as continuation. If it did not get response then I will stop with this. ……………………………………

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

A Name No One Remembers On the last day of summer break, third-year student Sano Rika stood alone on the school rooftop, watching the sunset. That same night, she jumped. When classes resumed, no one spoke about her. The teachers ignored the empty seat by the window. The students moved on as if she had never existed. But I remember her. I remember the way she looked at me that evening, the way her cold fingers brushed against my arm. And now, I can still hear her voice. I wake up with the taste of blood in my mouth. Shadows stretch and whisper in my room at night. And in my dreams, Rika stands on the rooftop, calling my name. No one else remembers her. But something tells me that’s exactly what she wanted. Or maybe—what she needed.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself face to face with Darius Thorne, the main character of [Arcanus Academy], who was looking at me with disdain. Many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Is this a dream? Why won't he stop yelling? Am I dead? Does he have something stuck in his teeth? Have I somehow entered the world of my favorite game, like in those Web Novels I read so often? I opened my mouth, about to ask one of the many questions that had come to mind upon realizing the huge mess I was in. What I was about to say would be my first words in this new world. I had to be careful; the slightest mistake could worsen my current situation, which, judging by how things looked, didn’t seem good at all. "Can you get that thing out of your teeth? It's distracting me." Everyone nearby fell silent and stared at me until a burst of laughter erupted. Darius covered his mouth, clearly embarrassed. 'Damn, I already messed it up.' ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ - English is not my native language

When justice fails, vengeance takes its place. After his daughter Vanessa suffers a tragic fate at the hands of those she trusted, Horris turns to the one thing more powerful than the law—something ancient, something forbidden. With a single curse, he condemns the world to a slow, merciless death. No one is spared. A nameless plague spreads, twisting flesh, corrupting minds, and reducing order to chaos. As civilization crumbles, the truth becomes clear: this is no ordinary disease. It is retribution. And in a world where the guilty walk free, no one is truly innocent. ... Hours Later… Darius arrived at the hospital, and what he saw terrified him. Dozens of people lay writhing in agony, blood gushing from every opening in their bodies. Reporters, paramedics, and police officers surrounded the area, trying to make sense of the outbreak. “We’re here live at Stanbridge National Hospital, where it appears a deadly disease has broken out,” a reporter said, speaking into the camera. “Symptoms include uncontrollable screaming and severe bleeding from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.” Darius’ heart pounded. His mind kept flashing back to Horris’ curse. The Doombringer. He scanned the scene and finally spotted Betty, sitting in an ambulance. Stephan lay unconscious on a stretcher beside her. He rushed forward, but the paramedics blocked his path. “That’s my wife!” he protested. “I need to see if she’s okay!” “Sir, now’s not the time,” a paramedic said. “There’s an outbreak, and we have no idea how it spreads. For your safety—and for everyone else’s—we advise you to leave immediately.” “Please, I have to see them,” Darius begged. Before the paramedic could respond, Darius noticed something crawling on the man’s shoulder. “There’s something on you—” The paramedic turned his head—just as the worm leaped onto his neck. The second it burrowed into his skin, the man’s body seized up. A strangled scream tore from his lips as blood exploded from his eyes, mouth, and nose. Darius staggered back in horror. Everywhere he looked, people were screaming. Even the reporter who had been live was now convulsing on the ground, her camera abandoned beside her. A single word echoed in Darius’ mind. Doombringer.

A place where everything is mysterious, enchanting, bloody, and shitty. Entering is the other way of suicidal. Just one wrong move and everything will blur. A lot of secrets are being hid. Not the typical school to have fun. Death is everywhere. Bad, worse, worst, monster and evil are scattered. Must shut your mouth, never against to anyone. "Once you enter, there's no turning back." Never trust your curiosity, it could just drive you straight to hell. WELCOME TO HELL UNIVERSITY! DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS FROM WATTPAD CREATED BY KNIGHTINBLACK THIS IS ONLY AN ENGLISH FAN TRANSLATION OF THE BOOK AS THE ORIGIN IS WRITTEN IN FILIPINO

[Mommy Villainess (The Lady with the Crab Mallet)] *** [Original book cover. Artwork by Artist Michiro for WN Author sola_cola.] *** In Tilly's past life, she was a villainess who neglected her husband and son for power. Then, the "real woman of the prophecy" came and took them away from her. When she failed to seize the throne for herself, she was executed for all the crimes she committed. Then, came her rebirth. She wants to meet her son again so she vowed to be a good person this time. Good enough to seduce Captain Kiho--- her husband in her past life. But soon, she realized that flirting with the captain is the least of her worry. After all, she discovered that her "evilness" in the past was caused by the true villain--- someone who wanted her dead to steal the special power that she didn't know she possessed. Power that has something to do with the Four Ancient Beasts of the Moonchester Empire: The Red Phoenix, the Blue Dragon, the Golden Tiger, and The Black Serpent. Apparently, she's the Beast Priestess... ... and her lineage isn't supposed to exist anymore. Because of her blood, there are people who want her gone. So now, aside from having a happy life with Kiho and their son, she has a new goal: to burn down the b*tches who want to ruin her family again. *** [EXCERPT] *** [‘Why am I so horny tonight?’] Tilly thought to herself while sucking the crab leg suggestively. And then, she noticed that Captain Kiho gulped while staring at her mouth. [‘Ah, I’m not the only who’s hot and bothered here.’] She didn’t know if it was the alcohol in her system or her desperation to have a child… … but she suddenly felt like flirting with him. They were bound to get married and have a child together anyway. “Captain,” said Tilly as soon as she pulled the crab leg out of her mouth. “I can clearly see that we’re both attracted to each other. Shall we spend the night together?” Kiho remained pokerfaced but she saw panic cross his now glowing yellowish eyes. Ah, the captain was flustered. “My lady, you seem to be really drunk.” She walked towards him and when he didn’t move an inch, she stood in front of him and looked up at him with a grin. “Captain, are you the type of man who will only sleep with his betrothed?” “That seems to be the case, my lady.” He said that as if he was forcing the words out of his mouth. Plus, she could see in his eyes that he was conflicted– that it was hard for him to reject her. [‘Aw, I didn’t know that I have this kind of effect on my ex-husband.’] Or perhaps she just didn’t pay attention in the past. “Captain, I have a solution to your problem,” said Tilly in a playful voice. Then, she stood on her toes and whispered in Kiho’s ear. “Let’s get married.”

"Eliza, should I murder my sister for you right now?" Those were the words that came out of Atlas' mouth stunning everyone in the mansion. "Why are you putting me in this position sir?" I whispered already aware of my fate in the hands of his mother and sisters. Eliza an orphan becomes a slave to the infamous pompous and ruthless son of one of the richest family in the city. How will she be able to manage or survive knowing she's also short tempered?