Katy Perry Roar Testo

"Charlie, please!" I begged her again. "Just tell me what's wrong. Tell me what I did wrong. I'll fix it. I swear, I'll fix it." I was on my knees in her University's student park. People were staring, some were even taking pictures of the bizarre scene infront of them, but I didn't care. The woman I love has spent two and a half months not answering any of my calls or replying to any of my messages. And now here I was begging her to not give up on us and she was...eating ice cream? "Forest, you need to go!" She whispered screamed while camera phones flashed at us. "I said we're over. Just let it go!" "No!" I practically roared. "I love you, Charlie and...and I know for a fact that you love me too. So no. We're not over. We'll never be over." ******* After a shattering break up, Forest finally finds a way to put it behind him and move on.After five years of trying to forget the love of his life, she suddenly reappears and tells him she wants him back. Forest has a choice to make - forget the past and be with the only woman he's ever loved or uncover the mystery behind the break up and go digging in a past that everyone is trying to hide. *** This story may not be published on any other platform in any form whatsoever without the express written consent of the author, Eli Stone.

In 1919, Donnie's soul traversed into the United States. To start off, Donnie, just a soldier who had recently stepped down from the battlefields of World War I, was framed by his superior. Before the Prohibition era began, he took over a bar in Atlantic City. With the perspective of a transmigrator and ruthless tactics, he gradually became the largest bootlegger in America. In the roaring twenties, Donnie delved into bootlegging, ran beauty pageants, built his career, and stormed Wall Street. Decades later, when people studied modern American history, they found that the name 'Donnie Block' was one they simply could not ignore!!!

The bride had run away and she was brought in to impersonate her, scoring a handsome husband for free. Her husband was rich, domineering, and had a great physique. Young and vigorous with plenty of strength! The boss wants to take advantage of her? Acquisition! Someone is bullying her? Blacklist! A car hit her? Smash it! "Honey, you're too violent." "I can't help it, I can't stand seeing others bully you." She was touched, thinking that happiness had arrived and that she could become Mrs. Ryan for real. Until one day, he packed her luggage for her. "Leave, she's back now." She hid her pregnancy diagnosis and left in style… Five years later, she returned home with her twins. All of a sudden one day, "Mommy, some scammer dared to impersonate our dad, we beat him up! We should be rewarded, right?" "Beat someone up? And still want a reward?" Who did these two little devils learn this violence from? Wait a minute? Their dad?... Sofia rushed to check, and who was locked in the restroom if not Mr. Ryan Gregory! Ryan Gregory roared, "How do you educate the kids!" Sofia raised an eyebrow, "I can’t help it, it's hereditary!"

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life. But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain! This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King. —————————— In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated! An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan! There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus. Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight. There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?" An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar. I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal. Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved to their respective owners.

The waves ripple around me, calling me in a whisper, Into the deepest part of the ocean. As I walk on the soft sand, the water sweeps over my feet, surrounding where I stand, giving me the sweetest sensation. Oh ocean, why do I feel so attracted to you? Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers? As it causes cold shivers down my spine. I could hear your gentle lullaby, It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honest Just like a refined diamond. Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper? Caressing waves upon the shore, Once again you beckon me. Why do you show yourself at my doorstep? Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go? Why do you call me so desperately? I want to know, cause when the sea calls? Who will answer?

Undeterred, the sheep cried out and charged at the towering lizard. But the power difference was evident—they could barely harm it. Eventually, the massive lizard reached Skye. Controlled Limit Removal. The muscles on Skye’s body expanded as veins wriggled under his skin. Boom! Skye raised his arms, catching the giant lizard’s front limb. The ground beneath his feet shattered, forming a deep pit. Roar! The lizard howled and pressed harder, forcing Skye’s legs to bend slightly. Limit Removal. The skin on Skye’s arms and legs tore apart as he pulled one arm back and punched forward with explosive force. His entire arm disintegrated upon impact. "Graar!" The lizard’s front half lifted into the air before crashing to the ground. The surrounding sheep seized the opportunity, charging in and ramming into the downed lizard. In the blink of an eye, Skye appeared atop its head, his arms regenerated. He clenched both of his hands together into a fist and slammed it into the lizard’s skull. His arms exploded again. Bam! The back of the lizard’s head hit the ground, creating a crater. "Quite resilient," Skye muttered, repeating the attack. Boom! Explosions echoed across the battlefield. "Baa!" the sheep cried. "Hiss!" the lizards hissed, as the two sides clashed ferociously. Suddenly, a massive body flew through the air and landed in the center of the battlefield. It was the 15-meter-tall lizard—dead. _______ The story follows Skye and the monsters he commands, they continue to grow for billions of years and eventually rule the universe.

Pontus has struck without warning, again. The Third Pontic-Inazuman War has ignited, shattering the fragile peace between the two seafaring nations. As fleets clash under crimson skies, Admiral Sangonomiya Kokomi of Inazuma must lead her armada against the cunning and relentless Pontic garrison. In a theater of war spanning uncharted waters and treacherous coastlines, loyalties are tested, alliances are forged, and betrayal lurks in the depths. With the fate of her nation hanging by a thread, Kokomi faces not only the enemy but the ghosts of her past and a dangerous secret that could turn the tide of the war—or destroy everything she holds dear. Amidst the roar of cannons and the whisper of waves, honor and survival become inseparable in this tale of maritime strategy, sacrifice, and the enduring spirit of the warrior. "Waves of Honor" immerses readers in a Japanese-inspired naval epic where every decision carries the weight of an empire.

“Are you scared?” Vaerion asked, his deep voice muffled slightly by the helmet he wore. Asuriel sniffled, swallowing the remnants of her emotional breakdown. In contradiction to the nervousness she felt boiling in her stomach, she scoffed, “Of course not.” “A shame,” the devil chuckled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Let’s fix that.” Before Asuriel could ask what he meant, the motorcycle’s engine roared to life, and inertia sent her body backward. She instinctively jumped forward and tightened her grip on the man’s waist. The sounds of the bike reverberated deep in her chest, making a home in her ribcage. The pair flew through the night, passing cars and buildings so quickly that it all looked like multicolored streaks of light rushing by. Her heartbeat soared as adrenaline and fear filled her bloodstream. As they rode out of the city, Vaerion spoke to her through their mind-link, his tone possessive, “Your fear is mine to evoke. Don’t you dare cry again – unless I’m the one to make you.” —— In a modern, urban world where the celestial and infernal realms secretly shape mortal existence, Asuriel has always considered herself an ordinary woman with a passion for mixing drinks and living a boring, ignoble life. But as her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, everything changes. Powerful abilities hidden deep beneath the surface since childhood finally begin to burst through, revealing her cursed heritage – which marks her as both a miracle and an abomination. A beastly devil named Vaerion Sinclair—the charismatic and ruthless CEO of one of the largest business conglomerates—has been tied to her since she was young by her strange abilities. Now, having been awoken, the bond they share is activated – both physically and mentally. Being forced to share dreams and stay within 10 feet of a stranger 24/7 is troublesome, to say the least... especially when he is a walking temptation. As these new, unbridled powers threaten to tear her apart, she discovers that, if she wants to survive, she has to unravel the mystery of her origins and the prophecy tied to her bloodline. Her body has turned into a ticking time bomb. Alongside Vaerion, who is obligated to help out of the selfish desire to preserve his own life, the pair uncovers threads of lies, betrayal, and forbidden love that could ignite a war between the celestial and infernal realms. —— My Inkbound Devil gives you a slice of all your favorite tropes: urban, fantasy romance with a devil-beast CEO and dark, heavy atmosphere… with R18 smut as icing on the cake.~ Join us on this adventure, and support the novel if you enjoy it! Expect daily updates~

[Dragon's Roar], a highly praised game at launch that was completely forgotten a year later. Only a small community, focused on achieving the last ending out of the 42 possible, an ending no player has ever reached and is theorized to be the game's true ending, was left. And out of every single character available, I ended up transmigrating in the body of the single worst character of the game. Now I have to become stronger if I want to avoid any bad ending that leads to an apocalypse that'll destroy the entire world. _____________ This is my first time writing a story. So I hope that you, dear reader, enjoy the story I want to tell

Mo Xiao slowly regained consciousness in a desolate mechanical ruin. His head ached intensely, and his memories were like scattered sand, impossible to piece together. The pungent smell of rust filled the air. Twisted metal debris all around was emitting wisps of smoke. What made his blood run cold even more were the monsters wandering among the ruins. They had strange figures, some like a grotesque fusion of machinery and flesh, emitting low - pitched roars. Mo Xiao curled up in fear, not knowing where he was or why he was there. However, the instinct for survival quickly calmed him down. In this perilous place, he clenched his trembling fists and decided to explore his own background and the truth behind this apocalyptic world.

Seven unparalleled divine blades. The Ice-Snow Goddess's sigh - Morning Dew Knife. The Roar of the Fire God - Righteous Sun Knife. The Song of the Freedom Wind - Ao Tian's Knife. The melody of Earth's awakening - Longevity Knife. The Hexagonal of God's Hundred Changes - Xuánjī Knife. Dawn penetrating Heaven and Earth - Holy Radiance Knife. The Curse of Eternal Hell - Devouring Demon Knife. These are the seven divine swords, and also seven magic wands imbued with ice, fire, wind, earth, space, light, and darkness. Most importantly, they are also the main character's—kitchen knives.

Being pulled through a portal hidden in the bathroom at work? Check. Being mistaken for a prince? Check. Accidentally (but not really) summoning a demon king? Check. Stumbling headfirst into a world of magic, political intrigue, and strange dreams? Check, check, check. When he went to work a few days before his twentieth birthday, Perry never expected to be pulled through a portal into an impossible world where magic, demons, and gods are real. He also didn't expect to be kidnapped by a blood cult. And then have to battle undead warriors. And then to be kidnapped. Again. It's been a long few days for Perry, but resting is not in his future plans. Especially after he ends up unknowingly summoning a demon king who insists on being his bodyguard. For some reason. Seriously, what does a guy have to do to get some peace and quiet around here? _____________________________________________________________ This book is filled with shenanigans and questionable choices that lead to very predictable consequences (that are quietly ignored by our main characters). It's meant to be fun and light with some serious moments sprinkled in between, and with a slow burn romance between a somewhat clueless prince and an overprotective demon king. Hope you enjoy it!

When the Grey Mist covers the earth, the miasma corrupts the creatures, and the threads manipulate the minds of others, those red eyes will rest upon humanity and the very order of the world will go mad. Humans will fade into the background, clinging to life as they always have. In the first era, someone stayed. In the second era, someone woke up. In the third era, someone will rise again and again. Let the steam roar! Let the ancient technology shine! Let the battle between humanity and the anomalies, the oddities, the contamination zones never cease! May my Pneuma allow me to take this mortal body to challenge these beings! May my axe resonate with my heart! In the end, only humanity will remain, by hook or by crook! ------------------------- Cover made using AI. English is my second language and I'm using Grammarly for thoses mistakes I didn't see, so, if you notice one, comment, please! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Lucinda Perry, a social recluse and a workaholic, makes a pledge to herself to go all wild on her twenty-fifth birthday and even score a one night stand if she gets her long deserved promotion at work. Few days to her twenty-fifth birthday, she gets promoted to not just a higher position but to the head office in a different city. Having to spend her birthday night in a new city, she goes to the club where she meets a very handsome stranger, Thomas Hank, who offers to be her one night stand after catching a glimpse of her dare-to-do list, which included having a one night stand. Thomas Hank, after having been used by several ladies in the past, is bent on getting the lady of his dreams who would love him for himself and not his wealth. So when he meets the cute and naive Lucinda Perry at the club, he decides to keep his true identity from her and find out if she was worth keeping. ***Excerpt*** What is more entertaining than a crazy side character? Say hello to Sonia and Bryan. Sonia's heart stopped beating for a second, and then different thoughts started flying right through her head at that same time. Bryan Hank? Her celebrity crush was kneeling right in front of her and asking her to be his wife? Was he mistaking her for someone? Was it possible this was a skit, or maybe this was like one of those celebrity pranks, and there were cameras around, waiting to capture her make a fool of herself? Or perhaps she was dreaming? Sonia wondered as she looked around them, but all she saw were curious onlookers. "Please! Be my wife and make me the happiest man on Earth," He said in a very loud voice that caught the attention of everyone. Her editor who she had been waiting on for over an hour because he was trying to sign a deal with a movie producer who was interested in one of her stories, showed up at that moment, "Sonia, you know Bryan Hank?" Her editor asked in genuine surprise as he watched the scene before him. It seemed like an hour had passed since Bryan went on his knees, but it had only been a minute. Bryan knew no lady would be crazy enough to accept such a crazy proposal, and even if any were, paying her off and calling off the whole thing would be easy since all he wanted was the scandal that could come from this. The headlines were either going to be about his rejected Marriage proposal or his supposed engagement, which would be enough to let Sophia off the hook. "Yes!" Sonia said as she bobbed her head excitedly and extended her finger for him to wear her the ring. "Yes?" Bryan asked in confusion when he heard her response. "Yes! I will be your wife and make you the happiest man in the world!" Sonia said with a giggle and wiggled her fingers until Bryan slid the ring down her finger. Surprisingly the ring was her exact size, and it sat on her finger like it was made just for her. The sound of applause erupted all around them as Sonia stood up with a big smile on her face and embraced Bryan before kissing him right on the lips. Bryan was slightly taken aback by her boldness but quickly recovered since this was his game, and he had to play along. He was the one who had approached her first, after all. So when she tried to break the kiss, he held her chin and slowly nibbled on her lower lip before parting her lips with his tongue and sucked on it in a teasing manner, eliciting a moan from Sonia. Sonia felt light-headed. This was too good to be true. It just had to be a dream. How else could she explain that one moment she was seated at the lobby of a hotel waiting for her editor, and the next she was engaged to her celebrity crush and was kissing him right here in the open? (PS: Photo belongs to me. Art by @imagineTishaD)

Four abyss opened up within the depth of earth and a powerful explosion followed suit. A figure was drenched in his own blood, eyes as red as blood. Two broken knives stuck out of his body as he struggled to breath. "In this life and the next, I'll never let them go!" His eyes was seethed with hatred, his teeth gnashing in anger. "I'll kill them all... I'll ruin them one after another!" He paused, a terrifying chill filling the air as the four abysses powered up. "I'll take my revenge! I'll come back and finish this story!" The abyss suddenly roared and his body parts was shriveled apart, each piece swallowed and distributed evenly Into the open maws of the chilling abysses. A deafening silence was the only thing that remained of a powerful civilization.

In a world hauntingly reminiscent of our own, the very fabric of reality is violently ripped apart when prehistoric titans—monstrous beings long relegated to the pages of history and legend—emerge from the shadows of time. Towering and primal, these colossal creatures wreak havoc on cities, their thunderous roars reverberating through the remnants of modern civilization as humanity grapples with an unimaginable cataclysm. Yet the chaos is only beginning. As the earth quakes beneath the weight of these ancient giants, something even more profound stirs. The gods of old—primordial forces once revered, feared, and ultimately forgotten—awaken from their millennia-long slumber. Their return is anything but gentle; it is seismic. Their mere presence distorts reality itself, reshaping the world to reflect their ancient dominion. No longer just symbols of myth, these deities walk among the ruins, awe-inspiring and terrifying, their motives shrouded in mystery as they seek to reclaim a world that has long forsaken them. In the midst of this upheaval, one unfortunate man finds himself chosen by one of these gods as a champion. But to truly embody this role, he must prove his worthiness—not just as a servant but as a devoted slave to a mighty lord, navigating a treacherous path that challenges the very essence of his humanity. As he grapples with the weight of his new destiny, he must confront the gods' wrath, the titans' fury, and the lingering question: what does it truly mean to be worthy?

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.

How far would you go for love? The blazing sun and the roaring seas, light echoing through space and the endless depth of the ocean, two sisters who are alike and completely different. Cecilia, who was taken as a baby, the light of the empire and the beloved of all those around her, including Audrey. The child born in the aftermath of her sister's disappearance, who was never loved, who was abandoned and neglected, whose heart slowly closes itself off into the darkness. Will Cecilia bring Audrey into the light before it's too late? Will the bond between sisters prevent the downfall of a kingdom? Can someone be saved after they died?

I tightened my grip on the grimoire, its crystalline surface catching the light and scattering it like shards of a dream. A Diamond grimoire—the rarest, most coveted of all. My heart raced as my eyes shifted to the figure standing before me: a young girl with long black hair and fathomless eyes, wearing a black dress that seemed to drink in the light itself In the Kingdom of Thane, where summoners are the pinnacle of power and the strength of their summon defines their worth, I had become the first Diamond-grade summoner in its history. But this girl… this child? She didn’t roar like a dragon or tower like a titan. She was quiet, unassuming—and she was my first summon. My Prime Eterna.

The Once Known As The Human Empyrean , While Fighting Against Enemies , He Died , by The Hands of His Trusted Friend , He Roared " How Dare You , You ALL ARE NOTHING But Betrayers , I WILL NEVER BOW TO ANYONE " Then He Self Detonated . . . . On Earth , in a Dark Street Was lying a Youth Who Was Called Zhi Jiang , before his Death , he got to know who behind all of this , Before his Death He Wanted Revenge And God Wanted to Give him his Wish , After The Death of Zhi Jiang a New Jiang was born a New Soul , The Soul of The Human Empyrean , Lets See What the Story bring to us .

Don't let yourself get swept off your feet by this cowboy. The son of Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira, the most legendary cowboy of all time, and Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira, the worlds richest man, Buck Danilo Taylor-Pereira is the reason heartbreak country music is written with his gorgeous dimples and panty dropping smile he will have you swooning within seconds. No one can escape his charm and his new young personal assistant is no different. What will Danilo do when everything in his head screams no but his heart roars yes. Will the cowboy follow in his fathers' footsteps or bring a new level of drama to a family known for chaos? Book Two of the 'His' series. Follow Book one, His Cowboy for the beginning of one of the most legendary relationships of all time!

Meet Mark Fenton, a boy who always seemed down on his luck, doing his best to get by day to day... well that was before this new game roared through the world, what people didn't know, nor did he, was things are going to change. Now I don't wanna add spoilers so I'm keeping them out, expect an unstable posting schedule as I try to read any comments and fix the storyline off some I find interesting but keeping it as I planned. I don't plan for shut, but it might happen? don't know. really trying on this one so I hope you enjoy it.

In a world where power is defined by rank and noble lineage produces only prodigies, Zal was born with a stolen destiny. For fifteen years, he endured relentless humiliation, scorn, and bullying—both from society and his own family. Everything changed in a single night. Amid a hellish enemy attack, Zal witnessed the one person who had always stood by his side—his mother—fall at the hands of their foes. Her final scream echoed in his ears, marking the start of his transformation. Through trials and tribulations, Zal finally gained the power to rewrite his fate and choose a different path of his destiny. In a world ruled by Rankers, a single spark ignites chaos. Zal embarks on a perilous journey to uncover the truth behind his mother’s death. Along the way, he battles powerful foes, acquires ancient skills and techniques, and uncovers forgotten mysteries. From sealed catacombs to mythical lands where the roars of legendary beasts shake the earth, Zal navigates a world teeming with diverse races and enigmatic entities. Driven by vengeance, his resolve is unshakable. “Even if I must fight the gods themselves—or become one—I will have my revenge!” Welcome to the Land of Aeons, a dark and unforgiving world where survival depends solely on strength and skill. Join Zal and his allies on an epic journey through this treacherous land.

Born amidst roaring skies and crashing waves, Rylan, son of the mighty warlord Kaidren and a humble countrywoman, enters the world marked by destiny. His birth ignites a legend, as seers declare him a reincarnated power capable of uniting or destroying the fractured realms. Coveted by rivals and protected by few, Rylan grows into a formidable warlock. As enemies close in and secrets of his past unravel, Rylan must decide if he will rise as a saviour or a harbinger of chaos. The storm was only the beginning.

The abominations roar with fury, their very existence spreading fear and madness to the weak and the unfortunate. The auroras, graceful and breathtaking, stand as the last sanctuary, shielding those lost and seeking refuge. In this world, no being save the abominations possesses a body naturally capable of wielding magic. To harness its power, one must choose from dangerous awakenings that irrevocably change their essence. For the privileged few, there is the invention of regalia miraculous artifacts that grant the ability to wield magic without the peril, though at an exorbitant price. Among the rarest gifts is to be chosen by an Arcane Mark, the blessings and curses of fate itself. Kaelum is one such chosen, bearing the Mark of the Chariot. It grants him unparalleled resilience and the ability to push forward no matter the odds. But every step forward exacts a toll: a torrent of pain far beyond what any mortal should endure. Now, in an era where the old and new, the future and the past, collide, Kaelum begins his journey. Through trials and suffering, he will uncover the true value of this world and everything within it.

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

[Warning: Mature Content Included] After stepping on a landmine, Qin Yan never expected she would be blown into another world—let alone a world full of beastmen! That alone was something she could handle, but what truly rattled her was how she, a person valued at millions back on Earth, was now being sold for a measly bag of unrefined salt that wouldn’t even cost her a dollar to buy in a side stall. People line up to see her on Earth but here, she was purchased at a bargain price and treated like a discarded, secondhand dog bowl! If that wasn’t enough to crush her pride, she was then thrust into an arranged marriage with a brutish bear-man—only for him to reject her outright? Qin Yan seethed, ready to tear his snout off. “No way am I marrying her! Just look at her! She’s flat in all angles, no curves! If I didn't know better, I might even mistake her for a man without any milk jugs to offer. Who would be blind enough to choose her?” he roared, pointing rudely at the stunned and speechless Qin Yan. All... FLAT??? N-No curves?! No milk... milk jugs?! ‘Then just marry a cow, you disgusting pervert!’ she fumed internally, her face flushed with rage and wanted to cry foul in upset. ‘Boohoo! I’m just a late bloomer, these… these pair of kumquats will grow eventually into juicy melons lateeer! You hateful bear! Even if he drools and beg for it later, she will never let him have a piece! Qin Yan swore but it seemed fate had a twisted sense of humor. "Woman, leave that fool and come with me. If he refuses, I won’t hesitate to bite and poison him to death." A feral voice hissed as a violent gust of wind swept the air, followed by a piercing screech. A huge pair of wings covered the once blinding ray of sun. "Hey, worm! You think you can skip ahead of me?" A second beastman growled from above, his voice laced with authority. "I called dibs first—ah no. She’s actually carrying my child! Right, she is. So, get lost while I'm being nice!" Wait... wha—? What, what child, what dibs? Qin Yan stood frozen, thunderstruck. C-Crazy... These crazy madmen! I’m only nineteen! How could I wantonly associate with so many men? Let alone two annoyingly handsome beasts! I refuse to be seduced! Shit! Oh god, I know I'm a head-turner, sexy and pretty! But… But why are all these beastmen suddenly fighting over me now, when they used to avoid me like the plague?! In any case, faced with the brooding sight of the crimson bear, Qin Yan gulped and clung tightly to his fluffy fur, looking as if she had been wronged. "Darling! Hubby! I don’t know these two men. Ah, they’re both con-artists, just trying to ruin our marriage!” Qin Yan pointed at them accusingly. “L-Leave me alone! I’m already married!" ---- WSA2025 Entry #beasts #transmigration #beautyandbeasts