Butterfly Knife Spoon

Lorenzo De Luca "The Beast" thought she was only a new prey, but he realized too late that he was the one who was trapped. Signing a contract with the beast was supposed to be the worst thing that happened to Summer, and she wouldn't have done that if she had any other options, but the more she tried to struggle out of the deal, the deeper the beast found himself falling for her. ... I nodded, feeling grateful, and bolted toward the door. Without knocking, I burst inside. "You jerk!" I yelled. “Don’t you know how to knock? and I warned you not to call me that.” His voice was low, irritated. "Your terms are absurds, I have my own terms also." I said as I closed the door. The minutes I turned to him, I screamed. Lorenzo was standing by the window, wearing nothing but a towel, water dripping from his freshly showered body. His broad shoulders glistened in the light, and his defined abs led down to... "A slave speaking of term, Hmm. Tell me about it." He said. "Damn, he is fucking hot!" I said, not realizing I said it out. "Excuse me?" He raised his brow. "huh." I said. "You were talking about terms." He asked, moving closer to me. I couldn’t remove my eyes away. His body was perfection, every inch of him sculpted like a living statue. The towel hung dangerously low on his hips, and for a moment, I forgot why I had come in. My heart pounded faster with every step he took, my legs were shaking. "Don't come near!" I yelled at him, covering my face with my hand. "What's the problem?" He asked. I froze, my eyes wide, my cheeks flushed. “Put some clothes on!” I shrieked. “This is my room,” he said, turning toward me with a slow smirk. “I see no reason to.” "Well.. I'm here and I'm not comfortable with you like this." “You’re staring,” he teased. “No, I’m not!” I shot back, flustered. “You want me,” he said casually, stepping closer. “What? No!” I stumbled backward, heart pounding. “You want to feel me inside you.” “God forbid! Hell no!” I shouted, but my voice wavered, betraying me. "Hell yes" He said with a smile. I swear, despite his face is partially covered with mask, I could see the beauty of his face. His smile is so beautiful... it's choking. He closed the distance between us, his eyes locked on mine. “Your body says otherwise,” he whispered, his hand brushing a strand of hair from my face. The heat of his skin sent a shiver down my spine. Then he whispered into my ears "I can show you what I'm made of, if you want." His voice was slow, deep and arousing. My legs were trembling, I could hear my heartbeat. “Stay away from me!” I pushed him back, panic setting in. But he only laughed, a deep, rich sound that sent my pulse racing. “You don't know what you are missing.” he murmured, his voice low and dangerously seductive. He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “Just say the word.” I snapped. “Get lost!” I pushed him and bolted out of the room, my heart pounding in my ears. I could hear him laughing behind me, enjoying the moment. His laughter was cut short by the sound of water splashing.

Prince and Princesses, knights and magic, and a happy ever after. She heard of them, her mother used to read her stories when she was a little girl afterll. In her dreams, she dreamt of a knight, or a Prince that swept her off her feet and carried her to where life is nothing but rainbows and butterflies. But Ysabel is nothing but a commoner, so how can she find a Prince or a knight?

He become great and gained the tittle " Prince of Combat" through his excellent upbringing and family background... She was an orphaned taken in reluctantly and achieve top ranks through her sheer perseverance only to be dragged down by her bias Master... The first time they meet, they dueled. He was fascinated by her cold and merciless fighting techniques... She scorned him for his excellent techniques that can only learned from the elites which cost millions of dollars to even glimpse... The moment her knife left a cut on his face sealed their fate to be together.

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

"Fairy, don't be afraid. I'm not the Devil Leader." "But your Blood Sea Phenomena, White Bone Daoist Palace, countless Soul Banners, and your World-Destroying Demon Knife prove that you are a Devil Leader." "Fairy, you've misunderstood me. I'm actually a good person who carries a knife. The one I just killed is the true Devil Leader." "He is my husband!" Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up. It was simply marvelous.

In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain. The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!

Many would wish to be born rich, filthy rich. Well, Clandestine does not. A diamond spoon has been given to him the moment he was born. But can money buy happiness?

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

Jordan, a man thrown into an unforgiving world, must learn to adapt and survive against creatures far beyond what he’s ever known. Armed with a mysterious, evolving knife, he discovers that every battle, every creature slain, pushes him closer to a strength he never imagined. With each core he collects, his knife grows stronger, and so does he. But as his power increases, so do the dangers lurking in the shadows. Goblins, slimes, and worse stand between him and his only hope: understanding the truth behind his transformation. As the mark on his chest spreads, and his connection to the knife deepens, Jordan’s survival instincts are tested like never before. In this brutal world, can he master the power within him, or will the cycle of violence break him before he finds his answers?

In the online game Glory, Ye Xiu is regarded as a textbook and a top-tier pro-player. However, due to a myriad reasons, he is kicked from the team. After leaving the professional scene, he finds work in an Internet Cafe as a manager. When Glory launches its tenth server, he who possesses ten years of gaming experience once again throws himself into the game. Bringing with him the memories of his past and an incomplete, self-made weapon, his return along the road to the summit begins! After fighting and scheming, who snatched away my glory? Under the tossing of the wind and rain, my dreams shall still appear as though they had never been shattered. In all its splendor, the path shall never be lost. Before the gazes of millions, this is where I return!

En el juego en línea Glory, Ye Xiu se considera a sí mismo todo un experto y un jugador profesional de primer nivel. Sin embargo, debido a un sinfín de razones, es expulsado de su equipo. Después de abandonar la escena profesional, encuentra trabajo como administrador de un cibercafé. Pero cuando Glory inaugura su décimo servidor, él, que posee diez años de experiencia a sus espaldas vuelve a lanzarse al juego. Trayendo consigo los recuerdos de su pasado y un arma ensamblada incompleta, ¡su regreso al camino a la cima comienza ahora! Después de tantas peleas y confabulaciones, ¿quiénes arrebataron mi gloria? Bajo el viento y la lluvia, mis sueños resplandecerán como si nunca hubieran sido destrozados. En todo su esplendor, el camino nunca se perderá de vista. Ante las miradas de millones, ¡aquí es donde vuelvo!

Di dalam game daring Glory, Ye Xiu dikenal sebagai seorang pemain pro level tinggi. Namun, karena berbagai alasan, dia ditendang keluar dari timnya. Setelah meninggalkan arena profesional, dia mencari kerja disebuah kafe internet sebagai seorang manajer. Ketika Glory membuka peladennya yang ke sepuluh, dia yang memiliki sepuluh tahun pengalaman bermain sekali lagi melemparkan dirinya ke dalam permainan. Dengan membawa ingatan masa lalunya dan sebuah senjata buatan sendiri yang belum selesai, dia memulai kembalinya ke jalan menuju puncak! Setelah pertarungan dan tipu muslihat, siapa yang mengambil kejayaanku? Dalam ombang ambing angin dan hujan, mimpi-mimpiku akan tetap terlihat seakan mereka tidak pernah hancur. Dalam semua kemegahannya, jalan tidak akan pernah hilang. Didepan jutaan mata, disinilah tempat dimana aku kembali!

Rachel Martinez is a kind and beautiful young lady in a her 20s. She trusted the people around her and never found any fault with them until they started showing her their true colors. Will she be able to protect her self from their schemes and traps or will she need help. "What do u want from me " Rachel asked shouting "I want to help you" He said "I don't need your help, I can deal with them on my own" She replied "Are u sure u don't need my help in protecting you and your family and against those scheming pest, Is this your way of pushing away from your huh Rachel" He asked will a cold voice " I... I'm not .." "Do you want me out of your life Rachel " He asked this time creasing her cheeks. "I don't know, I don't know " The cover pic is not mine. @pinterest.

"Eric absorb their lights you idiot." Ethan shouted with anxiety. "doing doing.... " 'it would have been better if I would have taken their eye sight for a little bit rather than light of their world.' Eric thought being tensed. "oh no, the light has returned. how come." exclaimed Ella.

Terrence, the eldest son of the leader of the Dahlia pack, was framed for killing his stepmother and got cursed at a very young age, all thanks to the jealousy of someone near to him... but no one knows the truth While Terrence received the hatred of everyone after he was kicked out of his pack, his little brother Erick, received the love of everyone around him. When the annual tournament came Terrence's father asked him to return because it was time to marry him off to an Alpha and leave the family forever…. Without knowing that his arrival will bring with him many entanglements and surprises... ꨄ Book cover made with Pinterest's images Illustrations' rights to their respective authors.

MC gets transmigrated to a fantasy world CYOAs, and decides to build a cowboy character. Because he's going to bring a gun to a knife fight.

In a goblin tribe that resembled a garbage dump, several hundred goblins, all ugly and about half the size of an average human, formed a circle. Their greedy eyes were locked on a wild boar they had just captured, and they gulped hungrily as they stared at it.

In a world where worth is measured by mental or martial prowess, a young boy named Bona finds himself unable to wield essence, the most basic form of energy, and is often plagued by illness. Neither born with a silver spoon nor exceptionally quick-witted, neither too strong nor too weak, Bona is pitied by society but cherished by his father. What Bona perceives as a curse—a life without the power of essence block his vision for his own unnoticed talent . Unaware of his unique fate and untapped potential, Bona's simple desire is to live in harmony with his father.

Ji Hueer, the maiden who guides the Yan kingdom is died unjustly and reborn in modern life. At the age of 18, she met with an accident and returned to her previous life before choosen as young maiden. This life she captivate every men in royal and make them her and rule in the highest seat. She doesn't intrested in blood and pave her way to top using borrowed own knife

Born with a silver spoon only for that to get snatched from him, Denwen is forced to face the harsh reality of life as even with a talentless body he discovers something no one could fathom allowing him rise through the ranks quicker than anyone else. Betrayal, heartbreak and other soul crushing experiences chisels Denwen into a seasoned warrior as he stands above all others

Lila Cynder Evie (Evee- eh) thought that she was just an ordinary girl, with all sorts of misfortune. She has lived out her entire life in a foster home where she was never loved by her foster mother Olga, and has been through countless types of abuse. While the only two people who she cared for and loved at the corrupt home, were her little twin foster sisters. One day, Lila's life of hell ends while she receives an acceptance letter to Oasel Academy ("Oh-tsil" Academy). A school and place for people just like her, who possess magical abilities to learn and be wizards and witches. While she enrolls to the magical school, she gets sorted with the rest of the other first years to their different Houses. (And suddenly gets sorted in a new and peculiar house). Due to all challenges and hardships she dealt in her past life, she will have to find a way to survive in the enchanted, school of Oasel. Lila takes on every challenging obstacle, to become a greater and brightest witch. { I dedicate this story to both my older sister Evelyn, my niece Hazel, and my two nephews, Imri and Mars. You guys have made my day magical, and inspire me everyday. I luv u guys!!! }

I was a normal novelist, who got really popular after creating my first novel "Fever War" and went to Comiket to not only meet my fans, but also sell my own merchs. Only for me to make a stupid bet with one of my fans and was sent into my own novel. Now I have to survive this everchanging landscape, fight against other human competitors and the invaders while closely follow the lead of the MC of the story. Make changes to my decision due to my appearance and the butterfly effect I have caused and try to find a way back, and get back against the one who sent me to this place.

Aurora spent all her life believing her family members were killed by werewolves. She trained and prepared for the day she plunges a knife into the heart of the Alpha. After her first trial, her plan for vengeance collapsed and her vengeance and anger gets directed to someone else. Picture from Natali novoto on Pinterest thanks

" I thought I could learn to love you- I really wanted to. But all you did was use and abuse me- you treated me like one of those women you will sleep with and the next day their dignity was mare trophy showcased to the world. You told me again and again that I was the only one for you. But efforts and love was what you were lacking and I like a blind fool followed you to every corner of the world even to death hoping every single day you will learn to respect me back but I was delusional lovesick fool." He clasped her hands tightly in his- adamant to plead with her to give him a chance. He promised himself he would make it up to her and prove that her love had changed him for the better. He was desperate because the very thought that this was the last chance he had with her made him fearful, just the thought of losing her made his heart ache but his pleadings, tears and wailing proved to be futile as she walked away. He watched her step away from him even when he tried to hold onto her, his hands were freezing cold due to the snow. His tears wouldn't stop and his voice had gone hoarse . His cries falling on deaf ears and not ones did she look back at him as she went further and out of sight. He was left there in the cold stormy night. His wail breaking the peace of the night. But he knew she gave up on him. He knew he lost her forever- "Farewell my sweet love- till we meet again. I promise to make you exclusively mine."

"You might be the best killer in the underworld but that is all you are , a killer " Ivana spat out. Alara stayed silent. "A killer can't be a wife much less a mother. So why don't you make things easier for me and disappear. Rae will never marry you and your baby can't be raised by a killer ". she added. She felt a gush of wind blinking but then gasped . Alara had her table knife down on her neck , the coldness of both the steel on her neck and look in her eyes sent shivers down her spine. "Love put the knife down " Rae said to Alara. Ivana gulped still staring into the cold blood thirsty eyes down on her. she didn't seem to want to move . Rae stood up and gently took her hand from Ivana's neck , "Come on , let's get you some cake " he said to Alara. Suddenly her eyes turned soft as she dropped the knife and followed her fiancé off to the kitchen. ......... Sent to kill him but is now carrying his child . A deadly assassin must choose between the father of her child who refuses to let her go ,the organisation that is now threatening her family and the responsibilities of becoming a mother and wife.

He was destined to be a butterfly.