Husk Plush

They woke up as flesh. In a fantasy world, a newly carnated (created as a skinless husk) being comes to terms with the reality of the world. They begin as a lowly being, and will put in their soul to gain any kind of advantage or power in life, starting from a dungeon. The story will focus on survival, daily life, combat, and the supernatural.

Yasenia is a child born different from the rest, her mother, Tatyana, used an ancient technique she found to absorb the world's energy to get pregnant instead of having regular intercourse. Her objective was to create a lover for herself since the endless years of solitude and all the heartbreaks covered her heart with eternal ice. While pregnant, a strange soul seems to try to seize the body of her child to be reborn; a shame that Tatyana is someone not to be messed with. In her rage, she destroys the sense of self and memories, leaving only a husk of the soul, and uses it to nourish Yasenia. What Tatyana didn't know at that time was that this would change Yasenia in ways she never expected. Consider supporting me on Patreon.com/Mortrexo Or donating on Paypal.com/paypalme/Mortrexo Uploading on Wattpad Uploading on Scribblehub Uploading on Archive of our own (AO3). Discord: https://discord.gg/Uk9uAeWAf4 Novel Cover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/novel-cover-2-86054319 Artist: https://twitter.com/_taaakaaaa

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

An old Earth is falling apart. A new Earth is rising together. The Spheric Embodiment finally reached their hands towards Earth, awakening the dormant mysteriousness that sleeps within. The result was palpable. An apocalypse descended. Abilities awakened. Animals became terrifying Spheric Beasts. Towers ascended into the surface. Those unable to withstand the wave of this mysteriousness became mindless, soulless husk with only a goal: Kill. Amidst this chaos, Damian, a fairly unpopular student of the Northernshire University from a normal background, after having his hope dashed by a girl he crushed on, turned out to be an unmatched genius of an extremely powerful House. Now, with this advantage at hand, he swiftly rose through the ranks, becoming an existence the entire cosmos had no hope to match. He became the Chaos Embodiment! ****" Cover is not mine.

I am Reisuke Fujiwara. The King of the Streets. A gangster feared and respected by all. But even I couldn’t escape fate — Truck-kun spares no one. Waking up before some smug god, I learned my life wasn’t over. I was thrown into the body of a crown prince — kind and soft, like a plush teddy bear. That god really thought I’d abandon my principles and become some goody two-shoes? Not a chance. This new world is about to learn what it means to live by the rules of the streets. I play by my own game.

A brutal heist on an Airship quite literally shatters Arin’s Soul, leaving his fractured selves to fend for survival. A burnt husk in a dungeon, a lying Fool protecting their sister, and the core Soul playing a deadly game with an ancient monster. The stakes? Survival – and becoming whole again... with a sprinkle of doom on top.

Benjamin Wilson, a normal geeky nerd who loves cars, guns and computers, totally normal for a teenager living in the 2050s. Then this regular normal kid gets his life thrown upside when he gets home to his house on fire, his sister bleeding out on the lawn and his mother being lifted into the air by a gigantic metal figure. Before he can even try to help his family he is shot in the back of the head and dies, only to wake up in cold dead metal husk of a robot ten years later..... Follow Ben as he traverses London and the world looking for his family, ten years into the future as a parasitic A.I. … If its a problem to have the cover up I will take it down. Just tell me in the comments. This is a cyberpunk inspired world, so if you see any similarities between certain pieces of tech and what not, I got it from there. This is my first novel so if you like it, tell me what you like about it, if you hate it, tell me what you hate about it, don’t just leave it at 'it sucks'. And one more thing. This is a completely imagined world and the story is fictional.

(The cover isn't mine) The world of Elysium is a world of legends and magic. A world where swords and the arcane collide is a world full of magical creatures and beasts like dragons and elves and on paper living in a world like this would seem like a dream for fantasy fans. But if you’ve read lord of the rings or literally any fantasy story where there’s conflict on a global scale you know that this could SUCK because in reality it is far from sunshine and rainbows. In reality Elysium used to be nothing but an abandoned husk of a world. Completely void of life the world of Elysium was on the brink of destruction as the planet slowly crumbled and decayed. But that was before “they” appeared. The gods of the universe nicknamed the titans saw potential in this husk of a planet and decided to use their powers over life to not only bring life to the planet in the form of oceans, forests and jungles. But they also created countless species to roam the earth. And as new life entered the world Elysium was also blessed with the same powerful and mystical energy known as Arcane energy or mana which was the same energy the titans wielded. Arcane energy granted those who can wield it superhuman and magical abilities and shortly after the birth of Arcane energy new gods begun to appear and influence the species of Elysium Many species came into existence but there were multiple more intelligent species that were favored by these new gods that came into existence shortly after the birth of new life. The elves were blessed by the elegant and powerful gods of Elysium led by the phoenix god of power phenix and his children. Though few in number this beautiful and powerful species of creatures were blessed with immortality and a talent for the Arcane arts. Durin the father of all dwarves and the first dwarven god blessed with the power of creation created a species of strong and stubborn species known as the dwarves and blessed them with a mastery over fire forging enchantments and craftsmanship and possessed a legendary knowledge over runes. And then there were the humans. Unlike other species they were not strong individually but made up for it with their large numbers and while they did not possess the blessings of the gods they were blessed with the gift of knowledge and evolution. While other species were discovering fire humans were mastering the use of gunpowder. And instead of focusing on mastering the arcane like the elves or enchantments and runes like the dwarves humanity focused on evolving their technology along with their allies the gnomes. However after a war between these species against the demonic creatures of Helheim 500'000 years ago the secret war between man and the supernatural continues waging on so that the public can continue living in peace.

The East+[Shelter + Management + Apocalypse Rotation + Steady Male Protagonist] The apocalypse game has descended upon humanity, throwing the world into chaos. People are randomly assigned shelters across the globe, and every month, apocalyptic disasters rotate like clockwork: searing heat, unrelenting cold, meteor showers, mutant plants, and rampaging monsters. Survival hinges on venturing out to scavenge resources, battling the elements, and upgrading shelters to withstand an onslaught of catastrophes. Yi Bai is just another player in this brutal game—or so it seems. But soon, he discovers that his shelter talent is unlike any other. [Homebody’s Paradise (SSS-Class)]: For every day spent in his shelter, Yi Bai receives critical survival rewards tailored to his needs. The higher his shelter level, the better the rewards. “A top-tier talent! I can get stronger just by staying at home?” While others are fighting tooth and nail outside their shelters—battling monsters, scouring for food, and struggling to survive—Yi Bai is quietly turning his shelter into the ultimate fortress. Resources, weapons, food, and equipment pour in effortlessly. His Sealy bed? Supreme comfort. The S-Class combat beauty awarded to him? Lounging by his side. Apocalypse resources? Stacked so high he can’t even spend them all. With nothing more than patience and a talent for staying put, Yi Bai becomes an unstoppable force. “You call this the apocalypse?” He chuckles, sinking deeper into his plush bed. “This is paradise for homebodies!”

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Synopsis: Our protagonist, ‘Senja’ lived a rough and pitiful life, from a bright and optimistic child reduced to a husk of his former child self, a depressed and emotionally dead adult that grown into a heavy smoker, scarred from the traumatic death of his parents at the hand of a madman, that was the moment the world stripped him off his innocence and a good amount of his capacity of joy. His suffering were caused by his own inability to ask for help he desperately needed and wanted due to various circumstances, but in the end, the pain has finally come to an end. One day, he was abducted by a rogue serial killer and was subjected to months of horrific torture. Not long after the serial killer interest began to fade as our protagonist was not giving the reaction they searched for, he was quickly disposed of by burning him alive. He pushed through the unimaginable pain and instead of falling into the trap of fear and despair of death, he felt for once in his life. Relief and Peace. He had hoped for the moment to meet his parents, ancestors and whatnot… but as usual Fate decided to just play a cruel joke and say “Fuck No” before transmigrating Senja into an another much more complicated and dangerous world of supernatural, and of course, superpowers and to an extent superheroes and villains exist. Senja then ended up inside the body of a young man in his early twenties named Adam Gold, and as expected, he found out that his new body was that of an orphan and is a loser that has no friends… yet he was absolutely handsome! Not only that he quickly discovered the existence of superpowers and his own, Heist, a special ability to plunder others for their abilities… quite overpowered isn’t it? What did he decide to do with this newfound power? Well, he then decided to create a multidimensional super secret organizations on his own! In his own words, “Growing stronger everyday, keep the enemies away!” === This is a rewrite on my previous novel of the same name.

"I always feel cold." No matter how good life may seem, some people still feel cold even when surrounded by those who love them. They feel an emptiness in their heart and soul that doesn’t go away, no matter what they do. A voice in their head keeps telling them, "You don't deserve anything in your life. You didn't do anything to earn such beautiful gifts." "You are nothing more than an empty husk, lucky enough just to be alive." "You don't even deserve to be born, let alone live in this world." At this point, you just want to disappear from the earth. But what if your wish came true... --- Claude Vedh, a 15-year-old boy, is transmigrated to another world called Snodedliv. This beautiful and peaceful-looking planet experiences constant snowfall. Watching the snow can calm your heart. This world has magic too. Isn’t that what everyone on Earth dreams of—feeling it, breathing it, and living in a world full of magic? That’s what people from Earth would think, but for the races that live on this planet, it’s a frozen hell. They have never seen or known spring, summer, or autumn; only an everlasting winter remains. This world is full of myths, mysteries, and unknown threats, always hidden in darkness, ready to devour you and everything close to you. Magic and Sword Curses and Blessings Talent and Hard Work Dreams and Hope Past and Future The Strong and the Weak Whether you are human or demon, Nothing really matters in the face of absolute power. Your past, present, and future can all disappear with a single breath of an absolute being. Claude, a young boy who never saw the cruel nature of humans on Earth, is now about to experience pain, suffering, and tragedy. He is about to witness the true evil nature of human beings and beings far worse than humans. Will he become "THE ALGID REX" or just another weed that crumbles away? --- **Author’s Note:** I am going to do my best while writing this novel. I am participating in this year's WSA and hope to be within the top 50 finalists. I aim to write a novel with at least 500+ chapters. With good support from readers, I will try my best to push beyond my limits and write a novel with 1000+ chapters. If there are any mistakes in the novel, please let me know. I will do my best to improve it. I hope you enjoy reading my work.

(Flying around the city(Grown up)... My name is Duncan Percival. In the year 560AD,a monster was created. A Demon of Light and Fire...they called him Zordak(The god of Darkness). Zordak conquered many nations and set up a foundation(NightBlood). The NightBlood Army was seen as the Army of Death. They were created with the mission of subduing supernatural beings and also obtain the greatest magic of all"The Red Crystal". A hundred and eighty years later,my clan was created. We were created from the"Lost Sea"...a blue magical ocean in the"Other World" where all the magic of this world emerged. We were given the task of protecting the world and balancing the"power"(Magic). We weren't just created. Within the two Percivals created(Lucian and Mariquet Percival{Ancestors}),in them were the Sacred Beasts of Magic that once sought out to destroy the world but ended up getting sealed within my ancestors. As far as history goes,ten Beasts were sealed in each of them. They were the"husks". Once given birth to,another Beast emerges from them all into the newborn Percival. It was also known that my ancestor(Lucian Percival)was the strongest of us all but was only able to seal Zordak in exchange of his life. He sealed Zordak in a magical coffin known as"The Coffin of Creation". This is not a story of creation nor the end...it is about keeping our world safe. (Entering the Other World)...

Are you nervous?" he asks, breaking the silence that has settled between us. I shook my head, trying to push aside the anxious thoughts that are swirling in my head. This is what I wanted, isn't it? To give into the passion that's been building between us? But as we step into the luxurious hotel room, I can't help but feel out of place. The plush bedding, the high-end amenities, everything screams wealth and privilege. And here I am, a struggling waitress who can barely make ends meet. But Syd doesn't seem to notice my discomfort. He pulls me into his arms, his lips finding mine with an intensity that takes my breath away. His hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed. I moan against his lips, lost in the moment. Every touch, every kiss, feels like a rebellion against the world that tries to keep us apart. For once, I feel like I have control over my life, over my desires. As we move together in a rhythm that's as old as time, I know that this moment won't last forever. But for now, I'm content to lose myself in the passion and intensity that Syd brings out in me. In that moment, nothing else matters. Not the contract that brought us together, not the obstacles that stand in our way. All that matters is the way he makes me feel, the way he holds me close as if nothing else exists in the world.

Synopsis: The story follows Tellius Warfield's and Sarah Lawson's renegade crew aboard the dropship Wings of Eos as they try to survive and make a living in a dystopian universe ruled by corporations from the shadows. Twelve years ago, Warfield and Lawson had become war heroes through their heroic sacrifice on Thermopoly-6. Sadly, the war they had fought was lost, and the Universal Central Government (UCG) has since then become a hollowed-out husk. The soldiers' corpses were sold off to pay for the corporations' reparations. Now, twelve years later, Sarah, now a legendary mercenary known as the Widow, was able to retrieve Tellius's brain and revive him in the cyborg body and the Lazarus-System. Reunited, they encounter other fellow mercenaries, power-hungry corporate executives, disillusioned veterans, agents of the morally corrupted UCG, and various other friends and foes as they travel the universe in search of their next paycheck. ____________________________________ *Dystopian Setting.* *Gory futuristic fights.* *No Harem but a female lead that can take on the appearance of others.* *Chaotic Romance.* ____________________________________ Chapter length: >2500 words New Chapter Releases on Wattpad. Cover based on Adam Smasher Art by PixAI Trained LoRA from MadPax.

Spade Hearts abused his body by overloading work and constantly playing games at night. He never lets himself rest, let alone gets enough sleep. Unfortunately, his body gave up and died after a twenty-four-hour gaming marathon. Gods from another world, took his soul along with many others to their world to fight an overwhelming and impossible foe. By chance and oversight, his soul was missed by the gods, his soul destined to remain in limbo and torment for all eternity. A few weak and desperate gods took a chance with him and brought him to their world. Sent far away for the battle, in his original body, to a small village in the husk of a dead kingdom. It is now up to him to restore the Kingdom and fight off anything that would threaten him or those he loves; be they human, beast, monster, or hero. Update-5 times a week

Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research. So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria. Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend. So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms! What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle. Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul. ....... Excerpt "I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them. Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said. Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him. He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."

Eric Thompson, a simple twenty-two year old bum with a simple life, has found himself in a conundrum. He has found himself transported to an unfamiliar world, with a fate heavier than the heavens thrust into his arms. "You are the sole successor of our lineage. On your shoulders rests our fate. You must not fail." Hearing these words, seeing this world, and living this life. None of it was what Eric expected when he laid down on his plush futon the night before. Can he handle the changes and push through? Or will he break and fail, dooming everyone and everything?

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]

Neurotech, a company owned by the richest man on Earth, Melon Husk, created the Soulink, a chip that, when implanted into the brain, allowed people to access electronic devices with their minds. Jane Brogan, known online as Blue Jane, or BJ for short, is a young gamer girl and streamer who finds herself forced to get the Soulink implant, like everyone else, just to be able to play the newest games, all of which require the chip, and remain relevant in the streaming scene. We follow Jane on her journey to become a famous streamer, with special abilities, as the world around her changes drastically with this new technology.

Following the death of his mother, as well as his father becoming crippled, seven-year-old Douglas Wilson was sent to boarding school with no proper parental figures to nurture his childhood. Upon returning over a decade later, the now 18 year old young man discovers his hometown of Palisade Harbor to be run down and dilapidated, only a husk of its former self. His father, wheelchair-bound and scarred both physically and mentally, is his only companion in the desolate town. But soon, he meets Abigail, a girl about eight years old. Although she seems to see things that he cannot, Doug credits this to her vivid and childlike imagination. As things begin occurring in the town that cannot be explained, Doug realizes that Abigail's incredible mind may be the key to unlocking Palisade Harbor's past, and what had gone wrong since he had left all those years ago.

The husk of an old shell, this was the previous place of Final Boss of the Multiverse, but it was sadly move, left here to collect digital dust. So I decide to just write random stuff here, you can still see the Final Boss of the Multiverse chapters here but stop somewhere around 10+

[R-18 content] [Necromancy] [Magic+Science ] [Dungeons ] [Celestial objects] [Angels] [Demons] Thomas Netherlore aka Tom after dying too many times gets reincarnated into a world full of mana and otherworldly energies. This life compared to his previous one, where he couldn't even get past the age of 20 was different. In this life, he fused with the husk of a divine concept gaining a system in this process. He then finds out about his biggest cheat the 'infinite soul'. There are many fascinating things about this new world that piqued his curiosity and more was about himself. This ignited his long-lost passion for knowledge, truth, and power. In this new and chaotic world, he strived to obtain knowledge, power, and a harem. The world was a different one. A palace where morals do not exist, a place where the toughest fist rules, and a place where one can be anything. 'A world that can give one everything and at the same time take everything away Slowly but surely Tom would take over the world of 'Lokam' and make it to his liking. An exciting journey with pleasure and hard work awaits Tom. ••• [ Book contains incest ( Sexually immoral stuff) The system of power is detailed making it more detailed. please: the concepts such as Providence, and destiny will not be used by the main character, but it exists in a bad way. ( If you don't know what I'm talking about... just don't mind it.) ] ••• [I have little writing experience so please guide this junior Not my first language *Cover not mine* ]

Aden Maze lived an average and rarely eventful life. But as he started to grow up, he always felt like he was missing something in himself, in his life. He felt empty, like a husk. This started to slowly make him lose his emotions, eating away at him in life, somethings that were once enjoyable became meaningless to him which saddened him greatly. The only things keeping him stable and not apathetic to the world was his mother Zara and his childhood friend Melody. But this did not last, it was like the world was playing with him. Due to an unknown congenital disease, his mother passed away. While Aden was grieving for his mother his childhood friend Melody was kidnapped and ra**d by a rich kid from an influential family which caused her to kill herself. Aden, broken and alone did everything for revenge which he was successful in. After everything he went through there was only one way out for Aden.

But the problem lay not so much in the problem itself but in the problems that he felt about his depression. It wasn’t just that he was depressed, it was that he was therefore depressing, towards himself and all those around him. Sucking the life out of every happy moment, projecting an arcing aurora of negative energy in a kind of reverse feng-shui as he sulked and skulked about in the corners of rooms His friends tried to include him as best they could, but this only made him feel more depressed, because they were the ones making the effort to drag this morbid, succourless husk out of his own little world, when it was him who should be making the effort. Why should they have to put up with him, me, he thought, and though they would eventually give up the ghost, leaving him content that they no longer felt him burdening them, he would arrive home to contemplate with disdain the way in which he felt left out, out of touch, disconnected, misunderstood. Humour used to be a good defensive mechanism, but as soon as he had become aware it of being a defense mechanism he no longer felt comfortable using it. Better to face up to the facts than employ a deflective irony. But with nothing with which to deflect, and a now acute awareness that an honesty about troubles would only be a burden upon the clearly happy and content people around him, he could only remain gravely silent, a furrowed brow christening his chastened pout. And so he would remain, until.

Sanity and Happiness are an impossible combination. ---- "You are mine, darling. I want everything about you, your heart, your soul, and your body. I want your undivided attention, smiles, thundering rage, and tears. Everything about you. I would do anything to keep you close; things which would even make monsters have nightmares," he husked, his warm breath fanning over her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Any sane woman would have run for her life the moment she saw his insanity, the desire pooling in his eyes, the possessive words he spoke. Instead, she leaned closer to him, brushing the untamed strands from his forehead and gently tucking them behind his ear. "As much as you are mine," she countered, her olive eyes gazing into his eyes. Her words made him smile. Just one more reason that made him fall deeper for her. He pulled her closer, placing a feathery kiss on the hollow of her neck. "Of course, my little one." --- Selena Knight-Mariano, a girl with a missing past, a rambling present, and an uncertain future. When Big Boss Rafael Sullivan sets his sights on her, her life takes an enormous turn. But can a man like him be tamed by a girl like her? And will the Mariano family finally feel complete now that they've found their missing princess? Filled with twists and turns, "The Tale of the Lost Daughter" is a riveting slow-burn mafia romance/thriller that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end. Will Selena emerge as a hero or a villain? The answer lies within the pages of this epic tale. ---- Add TOTLD to your library for more! Read an excerpt in the note. WARNING: slow-burn and contains all mafia shit mail: vairhans04@gmail.com

Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application that made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most." Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative. You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony. Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front toward where I stood. The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek. Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her. "Who is there? She screamed, looking back and hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?

September is your average vampire with a psychopathic mother, a caring older brother and exasperating twin. However things go a lot more complex as long hidden secrets float to the surface. She's also the only powerless vampire in a royal family, add that to the fact that she has anxiety issues and that she is more clumsy than a human and her all perfect mother makes her life miserable, then you might have an idea of how September lived her life. But, a long time powerful enemy is resurfacing and it threatens to destroy her family and friends and all that she's ever loved, it's threatening to destroy her world. When it all falls to her to save the world, can she get over her powerlessness and grow out of the empty husk she's becoming to rise up powerful? -*- Come talk to me on discord at Aryna Stan#5852 I'd love to hear your thoughts... -*-

I have currently paused Chaos Unrestrained as to focus on my other book .... Realm Sovereign Please support by adding Realm Sovereign to your Library . Also comments, reviews and power stones are a great welcome. Before I forget, check on my other book... HEAVENS CLAN.... (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)please add to library There I lay,a husk of a human my skin pale white and the remaining few strands of hair on my long turned bald head were all grey. Everyone was waiting, waiting for me to breathe my last. Nobody spoke but I could tell from their faces and heartbeats that they were in pain.Pain of loosing there last hope... That's me...the greatest magician of the Evergreen Continent.. I feebly turned and met gaze with my disciples and using telepathy, I spoke my last words to them.... "I feel it,I only have seconds left....to you all I leave my blessings and legacy. I may have failed to accompany you to your journeys end...but I did teach you well...take care of Evergreen for me..." And whith that I breathed my last... Only to be later woken up by a splash of ice cold water on my face.