Death Must Die Banish

**Schließe dich dem Discord an, um eine hochwertige Karte des Panamakontinents zu erhalten!** Ein leidenschaftlicher Forscher und Liebhaber von Kampfkünsten und Kampfsportarten wird in einer fantastischen Welt der Kampfkunst wiedergeboren. Nicht länger von der Krankheit gefesselt, die seinen Körper auf der Erde befallen hatte, beschloss er, seinen Körper, sein Herz, seinen Geist und seine Seele dem Ziel zu widmen, ein Kampfsportler zu werden. Was passiert, wenn ein Mann von der Erde auf eine überirdische Welt trifft? Was passiert, wenn Wissenschaft auf Fantasie trifft? Begleite Rui auf seinem Kampfpfad in einer Welt voller Fantasien und Schwierigkeiten. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Bitte unterstützt den Roman mit Powerstones, Kommentaren, Rezensionen und Geschenken für häufigere Updates. Selbst das kleinste bisschen Hilfe bedeutet mehr für mich, als ihr euch vorstellen könnt. Tritt dem Discord-Server des Romans bei: https://discord.gg/6HTFRFQh8G Kunst von: https://digitalrowye.com/

Die Erde, Tausende von Jahren nach der Apokalypse. Unzählige Technologien und Errungenschaften waren der Zeit zum Opfer gefallen, als die Specters, schreckliche Wesen mit furchterregenden Kräften, auftauchten und die Welt zerstörten. In den folgenden Jahrtausenden hatte sich die Menschheit wieder aufgebaut, war aber immer wieder gestorben. Niemand erinnert sich an die Vergangenheit. Niemand erinnert sich daran, was die Menschheit einst vollbracht hatte. Jetzt leben alle in einer Welt, in der die Gespenster die Oberhand haben. ----- Ein Junge mit Amnesie wachte mitten in den Dregs auf, dem schlimmsten Teil von Crimson Fungus City. Der Junge wächst heran und schafft es, stark genug zu werden, um eine Prüfung für einen der prestigeträchtigsten Berufe überhaupt zu bestehen: Zephyx-Extraktor, jemand, der die Kräfte von Geistern ernten kann. Leider hatte er in der Vergangenheit bereits eine Kraft von einem Gespenst erhalten, so dass er für die Stelle nicht in Frage kam. Doch dann wird er von einem mysteriösen Mann aufgesucht. Und sein Glück wendet sich endlich.

ABGESCHLOSSEN! Schnipsel: Vor einem Jahr wurde Raine aus der Nervenheilanstalt entlassen und musste im Waisenhaus leben. Es war nicht der beste Ort. Zumindest nicht für jemanden wie sie. Bis sie eines Abends auf ihn traf. *** Er hielt den Wagen an. Sie klammerte sich fester an die Decke und Raine fragte sich, ob sie etwas falsch gemacht hatte. Sie konnte es spüren, als Torak seine Hand nach ihr ausstreckte. Wird er mich schlagen? Raine schauderte bei diesem Gedanken. Torak zog ihr den Kapuzenpulli vom Kopf und strich ihr sanft das Haar hinter das Ohr. "Tu das nicht." Sagte er fest, "Ich will dich sehen, versteck dich nicht..." ************** "Der Geist des Schutzengels wird dem Menschenkind neues Leben einhauchen. Drei Schutzengel werden wieder in die irdische Welt hineingeboren werden und ihr drei werdet ihre Beschützer sein." "Beschützer!!!?" Jedrek schnaubte. Schließlich blieb er stehen, drehte der Mondgöttin den Rücken zu und blickte sie aus der Ferne an, seine Augen glitzerten rot vor Zorn. Seine Wölfin war wütend. "Warum glaubst du, dass wir dir helfen werden?" fragte Kace und verengte seine obsidianschwarzen Augen, während sein Wolf die Kontrolle über ihn übernahm. Er war der Jüngste der drei und der am wenigsten temperamentvolle unter ihnen. Die drei waren von Selene verflucht worden, weil sie mit ihrer Wildheit die höchste Macht und Autorität anstrebten. Die Mondgöttin segnete sie zur Strafe für ihr grausames Verhalten nicht mit einer Gefährtin und zwang sie, sich an diesem tödlichen Krieg mit den Dämonen zu beteiligen. "Ihr wollt uns zu Sklaven für diese kränklichen Kreaturen machen!?" fragte Torak ungläubig. "Habt ihr keine Angst, dass wir sie in zwei Hälften reißen?" Der Schutzengel war so zerbrechlich und sie als Lykanthropen wussten die Schwächen nicht zu schätzen. "Nein, das werdet ihr nicht." sagte Selene geduldig. "Du wirst nicht ihr Sklave sein und sie nicht verletzen, du wirst sie in jeder Hinsicht wertschätzen." Jedrek lachte bedrohlich, als er das hörte, die Wiederauferstandenen der Bestie waren ihnen egal, sobald sie ihr Territorium betraten, mit oder ohne Schutzengel, würde er ihren Körper in Stücke reißen. "Ich werde der letzte Mensch sein, den sie sehen werden, wenn ich sie finde." Er bezog sich sowohl auf den Schutzengel als auch auf den Dämon. Aber die nächste Stimme von Selene war von Heiterkeit durchzogen, als sie sprach. "Du wirst deiner Gefährtin nicht wehtun." ============================ Sitzung 1 (Kapitel 1 - 394) : Torak Donovan - Raine (abgeschlossen). Sitzung 2 (Kapitel 395 - 628) : Kace Donovan - Hope (abgeschlossen) Sitzung 3 (Kapitel 629 - 1083) : Jedrek Donovan - Lilac (abgeschlossen) Session 4 (Kapitel 1084 - in Arbeit) : Nebengeschichten ============================ Dies ist eine Werwolfgeschichte und natürlich eine Fantasy! Da jeder seine eigene Version des übernatürlichen Lebens hat, versuche ich hier, meine zu schreiben. Wenn du schon andere Werwolfgeschichten gelesen hast, wirst du wissen, dass es Ähnlichkeiten und Unterschiede gibt. ============================ ***Vorsicht! Englisch ist nicht meine Muttersprache, daher besteht die Möglichkeit, dass Sie grammatikalische Fehler finden (ich habe es nicht absichtlich getan), wenn es Ihnen unangenehm ist, lassen Sie es mich bitte wissen, damit ich es korrigieren kann. *Du bist gewarnt worden ^^ Jede konstruktive Kritik ist sehr willkommen! .......................................................................................... ##Meet me on instragram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Cover by: @Gisel.arts Schau dir meine anderen Geschichten an: **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: am liebsten durch die Zeit **DIE GESCHICHTE DER DÄMMERUNG

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* Elise wollte sich gerade in das Kleid umziehen, das in der Ecke ihres Bettes lag, als sie ein leises Klopfen an ihrer Tür hörte. Neugierig drehte sie den Türknauf und sah einen großen Mann vor sich aufragen. "Meister Ian!" rief sie. Ian lächelte mit dem üblichen schelmischen Grinsen, das er immer benutzte. Seine purpurroten Augen wanderten ein wenig durch ihr Zimmer und entdeckten das schwarze Kleid über ihrem Bett, dann richtete er seinen Blick auf die Frau, die vor ihm stand. Er trat einen Schritt vor und sprach. "Woher haben Sie dieses Kleid?" "Mr. Harland hat es mir geschenkt." antwortete Elise und reckte den Hals, um zu sehen, wie sich Ians Brauen in seiner Eleganz zusammenzogen. "Weißt du, warum ein Mann einer Frau gerne ein Kleid schenkt?" Er gab das Rätsel auf, bei dem sie immer zweimal überlegen musste, bevor sie antwortete. Doch dieses Mal fand sie keine Antwort und schüttelte stattdessen den Kopf. "Ich weiß es nicht." Sein Grinsen wurde betörend, als hätte sich tief in seinen scharlachroten Augen etwas geregt. Langsam ließ er seine Hand über den Kragen ihres Kleides gleiten, was ihr einen kalten Schauer über den Rücken jagte, der sie für einen Moment erschreckte, da es eiskalt war. Nachdem er die ersten beiden Knöpfe ihres Kragens geöffnet hatte, neigte er den Kopf nach unten und flüsterte ihr ins Ohr. "Weil sie derjenige sein wollen, der den Stoff auszieht." Er hielt inne und küsste ihren Hals, wobei sich die blasse Haut rötlich verfärbte, bevor er seine Bewegung zurückzog, sie mit seinen Augen fixierte und gemächlich antwortete. "Leider kannst du das Kleid da drüben damit nicht tragen." Er gluckste und reichte ihr eine Schachtel in die Hand. "Die gute Nachricht ist, dass ich ein Kleid für dich vorbereitet habe." Elise war ein verfluchtes kleines Mädchen, das Geister sehen konnte. Ihre Familie hasste sie und schmiss sie von einer Adoptivfamilie zur nächsten. Doch das Unglück kam nicht allein. Als sie von ihrer Tante aufgezogen wurde, wurde sie als Sklavin verkauft. Als sie dachte, sie würde nur ein Opfer für den Zauberer werden, wurde sie von einem Mann gerettet, dessen Identität ganz anders war als die eines normalen Fabelwesens. *** Dieses Buch ist ORIGINAL und keine Übersetzung Autorendiskord beitreten: https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

In a world where Soul Styles define a person's fate, warriors awaken unique combat styles based on their essence— But Rei Kisaragi, a once-promising prodigy, awakens the weakest and most feared style of all—Death Style. The mere existence of a Death Styler is considered a curse, for their power is bound to the dead. Branded as a monster and exiled, Rei is hunted by those who fear his potential. Until he dies. Betrayed and executed in cold blood, Rei should have perished. But instead, he is resurrected by the Eternal Requiem System, a system that will help him to grow his strength, a system that will make him a True Death Styler.

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

Eren Heart, a former ranker, returns to the world of the living after an eternity in the realm of the dead. His mission to bring balance to this new world with the help of a powerful ring, The god eater. Haunted by the trauma of his past, he struggles to find his place in a world that has drastically changed in his absence. His family is distant, his former friends, allies and enemies too have moved on, leaving him adrift in a world unknown. However, with ever great object of power their is a price to pay. Eren's slow transformation into something more than human, as he grapples with the consequences of wielding godlike power in a world teetering on the edge of chaos.

Rin, a skilled warrior at the bustling White Flower Palace, guards two dangerous secrets that could unravel everything. First, he possesses forbidden knowledge of the world around him, a world strikingly similar to the events of a novel he once read—The Golden Girl's Rise. This eerie familiarity guides him as he navigates life far from the grandeur of the Hoshimi Empire’s Imperial Palace, where he hides his true identity. The second, far more perilous secret, is that Rin is the estranged brother of the Crown Prince, a central figure in the novel’s fateful tale. Torn between his past and present, Rin's role in the unfolding story threatens to expose him. When circumstances draw him into the very chaos foretold by the novel, Rin must confront his identity as a prince and grapple with the destiny that binds him. But can he rewrite the fate laid out in The Golden Girl's Rise? Or will the events of the past repeat themselves, forever changing the lives of those he holds dear?

When Galena finds Devanté is becoming more and more addicted to a virtual paradise, she has to decide on whether to sit back and watch, or break into the digital realm in pursuit of burning it down.

The Earth was torn apart, reshaped into an endless dungeon—a brutal labyrinth of blood-soaked corridors, twisted monsters, and stages that grow more terrifying with every level. The rules of survival have changed: gather coins, and use them to buy anything you desire. Power, safety, even happiness—everything has a price. For Lex, there’s only one thing he craves: death. But in this world, where coins can buy anything, even that is out of reach. Cursed with the power "Die to Begin," every time Lex dies, he's resurrected at the start, trapped in an endless loop of survival and torment. All he wants is enough coins to finally purchase the one thing that he had been seeking for countless lifetimes—an end. In this nightmare, where money can truly buy anything, Lex will sacrifice everything, even his humanity, just to escape the endless suffering.

Seraphina has dreamed of becoming a nun since she was a child. After years of convincing her mother, she finally enters the convent, believing she has found her true purpose. But within the sacred walls, darkness lurks. Father Damien, a respected priest, sees something special in her—her passion, her devotion. He tells her she has a gift, that she is meant for more. But his kindness soon turns into something dangerous. On a mission to a distant village, Seraphina’s world is shattered when she is betrayed, drugged, and violated by the very man who claimed to guide her toward God. Banished from the convent, carrying the weight of an unwanted pregnancy, she is left to survive in a world she had renounced. But fate has its own plans. Years later, the man who ruined her life returns—not as a priest, but as a man full of regret. He confesses his sins, revealing his own broken dreams. Will Seraphina ever forgive him? Can two lost souls, bound by pain and fate, find redemption together? ✨ A story of faith, betrayal, love, and redemption.

Toyomi is a girl who receives compliments everywhere she goes. Her beauty is so striking that many boys ask her out, and men often stare at her. However, this constant attention has become overwhelming for Toyomi. She finds it tiring and feels excessively lucky, which makes her even more uncomfortable with the attention from boys. Toyomi is struggling to decide whether to get a boyfriend, hoping that it might reduce the unwanted attention she receives. However, she also finds it difficult to fall in love with someone she doesn't truly want. This dilemma leaves her questioning, "Must I fall in love with someone I don't want?"

Rewritten version of Translucent Entity

For over two thousand years, Zehen has been trapped in an endless cycle of life, an immortal man searching for the one thing he can never find......death. In a world where magic lurks in the shadows and the world’s darkest secrets are just beneath the surface, he’s been everywhere, done everything......and nothing works. Until he meets Mai Hashimoto, a girl with her own hidden darkness. Together, they strike a pact, drawn by their deepest desires. But their journey pulls them into a war that has raged since the dawn of time.....a conflict between gods and mortals, where every step forward leads them deeper into chaos. Zehen seeks peace. What he finds might destroy them all.

Zwei Wesen, die sich Götter nennen kommen auf die Erde nachdem sie von ihrem eigenen Zuhause flohen. Da sie beide etwas haben was der andere will bekämpft sie sich, doch um die Menschen, eine niedere Spezies nicht auszurotten und Kräfte zu sparen, geben sie ein paar ausgewählten Menschen Kräfte ihrer Heimat, um sich mit so wenig Verwüstung wie möglich etwas vom jeweils anderen zu holen.

mystery Island

After dying in an accident, a burnt-out office worker is reborn as King Azriel Von Albrecht, the infamous tyrant from a novel he once read as a teenager. To make matters worse, a prophecy foretells his downfall, marking him as a doomed ruler whose reign will end in bloodshed. Determined to change his fate, Azriel refuses to wait for death. If the prophecy speaks of a Chosen One destined to bring his ruin, his only option is to strike first by killing them before they can fulfill their destiny. Yet, he is forced to confront a brutal question: Is survival worth becoming the villain?

For centuries, sixteen castles have acted as seals to otherworldly monster dimensions, preventing their horrors from spilling into reality. When these monsters escape, they manifest as natural disasters—earthquakes, plagues, massacres, and worse. To keep them at bay, elite warriors and raiders with supernatural abilities fight back each time a portal opens. Fifteen castles have accepted the help of governments and organizations, except one—the Kanagawa Castle. The secretive Kanagawa family has always fought "their monsters" alone. But when they unexpectedly call for help, the world listens. Among those chosen to document the event is Kaede, a nobody—an awkward, cowardly school journalist assigned to follow the powerful Sun Jia, a top-tier raider and his long-time crush. But when they enter Kanagawa’s portal, everything goes wrong. Two doors open instead of one—an anomaly. Sun Jia and the team enter what appears to be the safer path. But inside, they face a nightmare beyond comprehension—the domain of Shiniyuku Shinigami, the Dying Death God. Reality collapses. The raiders don’t just die—they feel their deaths transcending time, erased from existence before they can even react. Kaede, the weakest among them, experiences his own death differently—shorter, but far more agonizing. Shiniyuku, intrigued by his insignificance, spares him, mocking his cowardice. Kaede wakes up two years later, the only survivor of the disaster. The world has changed—door hunting is now a global industry, and the Kanagawa family has become more powerful than ever. But something inside him has changed too. A power is growing, something unnatural. Determined to uncover the truth behind Kanagawa, Akihiko’s true intentions, and the identity of the enigmatic Knight X, Kaede embarks on a journey—not as a hero, but as a man seeking redemption. But as he grows stronger, a terrifying truth emerges... Kaede is no longer just a survivor. He is becoming something else entirely. Something that should never exist in reality.

he was fire... she wanted him to burn her.. she was water, water can't be burnt

Ryo Kurogane was a office worker who work in his soul crushing overtime office job, one day jogging to his office job he got absolutely crushed by a truck. After his death, a glowing goddess appeared who had a boring voice granting him a wish, but Ryo choose money, gold coins, gems, anything money related, goddess confused but grant his wish, in give him glitch magic. Now Ryo has to survive in a Urban Medieval world in England, deal with clans, kingdom, in a organization call “Skulls” that he made up but was a real clan, in make money somehow.

Buff, Exiled, and Absolutely Done With This World! Balfour Ironhide, the strongest swordsman in history, fought tooth and muscle to end the Great Continent War, personally cutting down thousands of monsters, holding off armies with his bare fists, and doing 90% of the work while his so-called “Hero” and party members spent their time looking pretty and flirting. And how does the Human Empire reward him for his legendary efforts? By shoving him into exile! Why? Because in this fantasy world, big, buff, muscular men are considered ugly, barbaric, and socially unacceptable. Meanwhile, the golden-haired Hero and his dazzling companions are celebrated like divine idols. As compensation for his "services," Balfour is given a run-down, haunted mansion in a remote city stuck between five major empires. The land is cursed, the locals are terrified of him, and peace? What peace?! Enraged at his ridiculous fate, Balfour vows to do the only logical thing: prove everyone wrong and make his exile the biggest mistake the world ever made! But as trouble brews between the empires and bizarre rumors about the “monstrous swordsman” spread, Balfour may soon discover that his so-called "retirement" is about to turn into a brand-new adventure!

Aberaeron has been facing recurring cases of murders and people going missing for the past few months. Witnesses report demonic activities and wraiths attacking travelers at night, the bodies of the unfortunate found mauled, flesh rendered from bones. The Emperor and elites of the upper court have dismissed the issue as merely a propaganda to fuel the religious zealots. Melannia Ashberne, the heir to the House Ashberne, has her own demons to face with unpleasant nightmares destroying her sleep. When her family is attacked on a trip to the city of Ravelon, Melannia finds herself standing in crossroads of deadly truths, harsh betrayals, and questions better left unanswered.

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do.

[Wsa entry] "If only I could control the dead, then I wouldn't need to be afraid of death." This was the mentality Adonis carried with him throughout his teenage years. Death. The thought of it hunted him. And just as he feared, he found himself succumbing to the very thing he feared. "Am I....dead?" Unlike how he had imagined, Adonis found himself waking up in the body of a slave, one that was thrown into a dungeon filled with monsters to fend for himself. Things were not as hopeless as Ha joon noticed he didn't reincarnate alone, no, he had his Necromancy System with him. [Notice, you have killed a goblin, would you like to extract his soul?] [Soul has met the condition, you can now proceed with the extraction.] [You have extracted a soul.] [Congratulations, you have a new soldier under your command.] [You have gained some skills from the Dark Goblin.] [You can now upgrade your summons via experience points.] With his newly founded power, Ha Joon decide to rule the new world he had stepped into. Surpassing any he came across, and most importantly, surpassing death. ....

[Warnung: r18+/starker reifer Inhalt] Er ist ihre Rettung. Sie, sein Untergang. Dennoch weigert er sich, sie gehen zu lassen... Mineah, die jüngste Prinzessin von Ebodia, wurde bei ihrer Geburt verflucht, unbefleckt zu bleiben und Unglück über die Menschen um sie herum zu bringen. Diese Prophezeiung schwebt wie eine dunkle Wolke über ihr und wird mit jedem Jahr, in dem sie nicht eintrifft, größer. In der Gerüchteküche wird sie als bemitleidenswerte Figur dargestellt - zerbrechlich, sanftmütig, unerwünscht. Unter dieser Maske verbirgt sich eine starke und kämpferische Füchsin, die einer Königin würdig ist. Und diese Möchtegern-Königin hat es sich zum Ziel gesetzt, ihren Fluch zu brechen, selbst wenn das bedeutet, den gerissensten Vampir aller Zeiten auszutricksen. Nikolai, obwohl zurückgezogen und rätselhaft, wird vom Königreich Valcrez als weiser und mächtiger Herrscher verehrt. Was seine treuen Untertanen nicht wissen, ist, dass sein Bild von Perfektion ein Netz von Lügen ist, das, wenn es aufgedeckt wird, ihr Königreich und alles, was ihnen lieb und teuer ist, zum Einsturz bringen kann. Als sich die Wege der beiden in einem Heiratsbündnis kreuzen, beginnt das Spiel um die Verführung der Krone. Aber wer ist eigentlich der Jäger und wer die Beute? ******** Excerpt: "Warum ziehst du dich vor mir nackt aus?", fragte sie stirnrunzelnd und tat wenig, um die Irritation in ihrer Stimme zu verbergen. Ihr Ziel war es, nur sein Herz zu erobern, nicht seinen ganzen Körper! "Darf ich nicht mit meiner Frau baden?", bemerkte er mit kaltem Ton. "Ich habe absichtlich um eine große Wanne gebeten, nur um sicherzugehen, dass wir beide zusammen hineinpassen." Sie seufzte und riss ihren Blick nicht von ihm los, als sie ihre Fassung wiedergewann. Als sie sein Grinsen sah, zwang sie sich, es sich bequem zu machen, während er sprach. "So ist es schon besser. Du hast selbst gesagt, dass dich niemand gezwungen hat, mich zu heiraten. Stattdessen hast du dich freiwillig dazu bereit erklärt, also erwarte ich, dass du selbstbewusst genug bist, um ein Bad mit deinem Mann zu teilen", erklärte Nikolai zuversichtlich. "Schließlich werden wir bald mehr als das tun. Schamlos... Sie verhinderte, mit den Augen zu rollen, und schaffte es, ihm ein Lächeln zu schenken, als sie sagte: "Geben Sie mir nicht die Schuld, wenn Sie mir dann sterben." **** Anmerkung: Band 1: Hauptgeschichte Status - Abgeschlossen (Kapitel 1 bis 403) Band 2: Nebengeschichte Status - Abgeschlossen (Kapitel 404 bis 472) Band 3: Nebengeschichte Status - abgeschlossen **** PS: Das in Auftrag gegebene Buchcover ist Eigentum des Autors! Bitte nicht verwenden!

What happens when a girl who had always wanted to die, finally died a then transmigrated into a world were her new power is an inability to die? will she find her will to live within her wacky advatures? will she find something more? and what is she to do with her new husbands?

Have you heard of the 'Dark Forest Hypothesis'? It suggests that alien civilizations exist, but they remain silent—ever fearful of malevolent civilizations lurking in the cold, dead void. Salivating for just a sign of life. This apocalyptic nightmare seems to be Earth's reality, where we find ourselves subjugated and silenced. Yet, as if that wasn't cruel enough, calamitous black holes have emerged—ravenous, devouring our world. Within them dwell—once-venerated gods of myth, now twisted into entities hellbent on harvesting countless souls to sustain their existence. Fate is stirring... its instrument is none other than Azario Anagnostopoulos—who MUST KILL THE GODS. Want more? Keep in mind my chapters are on average 5k words(that's a lot!) but I'm uploading it into bits on this site so people don't think there's not much content out. Then check out the author's notes at the end of any chapter. I can't wait to see you there! ;)

[WSA entry] [Female lead] [Endless death: Every death of you becomes your power. The more unique and gruesome the death is, so the power.] Everyone wanted to survive, but Noah wanted to die. Not because she hated to live. It's just she was someone too greedy for power. After all every death of her became her power. Being a slum rat Noah wanted nothing more than to fill her stomach every day. However, she never anticipated herself being dragged by her brother to an Aspect awakening ceremony and becoming a legacy at all! And she never expected her brother to sell her to an adventure guild to become their master guide! Worst of all, every mission she took became Calamity grade!