Bruises Chord

In Mochorome, there is a man with peas in his face. He walks around aimlessly, and talks to those he knows, those he doesn't. He explores the perfect world he lives in, which houses no cracks, bruises, mold, or damage.

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee

Joven, an AI that transmigrated here from the stars became a daughter of a rich family, lost in a rural village but finally returning home for a certain purpose. Everyone thought that she would be unrefined and lack culture given her poor upbringing... until the eldest Lu brother realized that his youngest sister was the one who casually agreed to the contract he just signed. Second Lu Brother: What? My younger sister invested in the movie I was leading? Mama Lu: The unlabeled products my daughter gave me are from a state-of-art research center? Papa Lu: The cheap stuff my daughter gave me is actually worth millions?! Big shots of various industries: Would you like to be an instructor? The type who earns over hundreds of millions? A certain conglomerate: Had enough fun yet? Now get back here and inherit your billion-dollar estate. Scumbags: Weren't we promised a pathetic wimp to bully? *** The day Li Hanzhou learned that Qiao Wen equaled him in net worth, he made inventory and put everything before her. "You can have all of these—plus one husband! Please sign here." Qiao Wen: "You're the one who insisted on no puppy-love. It's important to keep your promises." Mr. Li: #Urgent! How do I go back in time to slap my past self? I'll make it up to you with all the tenderness in the world.

Dante Russo is a tough mafia boss who wants revenge. A long time ago, bad guys burned his mom and dad, and now he knows who did it—Lorenzo De Luca. Dante runs into Lorenzo’s house with guns firing wildly, shoots him dead, and grabs his daughter, Isabella. She’s scared and small, locked in dark rooms, tied with ropes, and hurt by mean hands. You’ll feel so bad for her—she’s hungry, crying, and bruised, stuck in a scary world with no way out. But things get tricky. Old pictures and sneaky words say Lorenzo didn’t do it alone—someone secret and dangerous is behind it all. His name’s Victor Kane, and he’s coming for Isabella too. The woods catch fire, dogs bite, and bullets fly as Dante fights to keep her. Hate turns weird—he kisses her, she hates it, but something’s changing. Can she escape the bad guy who took her, or will she start loving him? Dare you to find out!!

In the raw, unforgiving streets of New York City, seventeen-year-old Britney Germanotta, a talented artist haunted by her alcoholic mother’s neglect, collides with eighteen-year-old Alton Bieber, a scarred dreamer chasing freedom through his music. Their instant connection blossoms into a fierce love, forged in late-night talks, painted walls, and shared songs within Alton’s tiny Bronx apartment—a refuge from their fractured pasts. As they vow to live boldly despite the odds, Alton’s hidden battle with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis emerges, his cough a harbinger of a fate they can’t outrun. From subway platforms to Harlem rooftops, they burn bright, defying his diagnosis with every kiss and chord, until his rapid decline lands him in a hospice overlooking the Hudson River. In a desperate bid to preserve their bond, Alton records a final song for Britney, a haunting goodbye that echoes their reckless promise.

Xhaelyn Silva had settled into her new life—an orphan, a working student, living a quiet yet somewhat extravagant existence. But when she closes her eyes to sleep, she wakes up not in her room, but in an unfamiliar forest—her body regressed to that of a seven-year-old. She remembers everything—both of her past lives. Yet, her reflection tells her something new. Her appearance is a fusion of who she was, with haunting traces of both lives woven together. More concerning, her body is bruised and weak, her clothes torn yet refined, hinting at a past in this world that she does not recall. Before she can piece things together, she’s forced into survival, escaping a monstrous beast that nearly kills her. It’s clear—this world is dangerous. But the biggest question remains: Who was she supposed to be in this world? A noble child? A lost heir? A discarded pawn? Should she seek the truth and retaliate? Or should she stick to her plan—to live quietly, unnoticed, just as she did before? One thing is certain. Xhaelyn may be small, but she is not weak. And she is not scared.

Hace diez años, la banda más famosa de la escuela, The Hollow Chords, desapareció de la escena sin dejar rastro. Nadie sabe exactamente qué pasó, pero las teorías van desde traiciones y peleas hasta secretos oscuros que la banda nunca quiso revelar. Para la mayoría, solo es una vieja historia de la escuela, un rumor que quedó enterrado con el tiempo... pero no para Izan, Niko y Hana, tres adolescentes del Club de Fotografía. Oficialmente, se dedican a cubrir eventos y noticias escolares, pero en realidad solo lo hacen por el chisme y los rumores que circulan por los pasillos. Cuando una pista inesperada sobre The Hollow Chords aparece en medio del último día de clases, lo que comenzó como una simple curiosidad se convierte en una investigación de verano. Entre archivos olvidados, entrevistas con exalumnos y extrañas advertencias de quienes parecen querer enterrar la verdad, los tres descubrirán que lo que pasó hace una década fue más que una simple separación. Con cada pieza que encajan, se acercan más a un misterio que alguien quiere mantener oculto. Pero si van a descubrir la verdad, tendrán que estar preparados para lo que The Hollow Chords dejó atrás.

She was a forgotten daughter of nobility, a quiet soul who barely spoke above a whisper. Celeste had spent her life hidden in the shadows of her cruel stepmother’s rule, her soft heart bruised but never broken. On the night of her wedding, she was abandoned—her husband, a man she had never even seen, left for war before she could even glimpse his face. Years passed, and Celeste remained locked away, unaware that the world beyond her gilded cage was searching for her. For she was not just a noblewoman—she was something more. A being of rare power, a gift that made her a treasure among monsters. But Celeste, naive and innocent, had no idea of the storm brewing around her. Then, one fateful night, he returned. Azrael, the Demon Alpha King. The ruler of the night, the beast whispered of in nightmares. His kingdom was one of blood and shadows, where creatures bent the knee before him, where mortals dared not tread. He had abandoned his bride once, but now, he had come for her. Not for love. Not for duty. But because she was his. Torn from the human world, Celeste is thrust into a kingdom of darkness, where the most powerful beings covet the magic hidden in her soul. And at the center of it all stands her husband—ruthless, possessive, and impossibly alluring. He does not know softness, and she does not know cruelty. Yet, the innocent girl he abandoned has become the one thing he cannot resist. As Celeste begins to unravel the truth of who she is and why the world desires her so desperately, she must learn to survive among demons, wolves, and ancient forces that hunger for her power. And the Demon Alpha King must face the only force strong enough to shake his throne—his own heart. But can an innocent, fragile soul tame the most feared king of the supernatural world? Or will she be consumed by the darkness that craves her?

I know everything. Every secret. Every lie. Every thought anyone’s ever had. I can see the past like I lived it. The future? That’s even easier. Sounds like a gift, right? Well, I'm not sure about that. It’s more like a curse, a loud, never-ending flood of knowledge I never asked for. I know things I shouldn’t. Things no one should. And no matter how hard I try to block it out, the visions keep coming. I’ve used my power to survive, to take what I need, but knowing everything doesn’t mean I can fix anything. Until her. The night I saw her face, bruised, broken, terrified, I knew I couldn’t just walk away. But saving her means stepping into a world of violence I’ve only ever seen from the outside. And if I keep going, they’ll start to see me too. People with power always want more of it. And someone like me? I’m the ultimate prize. I should run. I’ve always run. But what if, for once, I stayed? Will it be worth it?

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

So, what happens when a bullied teenager gives up on life, dies… and then wakes up in a fantasy world? Meet Hayato—just your average (okay, severely traumatized) high schooler who takes the express train to the afterlife… only to respawn as Kibo Satoru, the son of a powerful noble family. White hair? Cool. Blue eyes? Meh. A body that can use mana? Cliche. Sounds like an upgrade—except life still refuses to be easy. Kibo is smart, a quick learner, and genuinely lovable. He treasures his family, makes dumb mistakes, and somehow stumbles his way into becoming stronger. But when it comes to fighting? This dude is straight-up insane—bleeding, bruised, smiling like he just found a cheat code. Losing? Sometimes. He might not be the strongest at first, but he’s got two things going for him: pure stubbornness and an annoying voice in his head named Ignis. But hey, life isn’t all epic battles and badass moments. Kibo is still human, still figuring things out, and still scared of losing the people who actually care about him. And yeah, sometimes the weight of it all almost breaks him. Almost. But Kibo isn’t going down without a fight. If fate wants to mess with him, it better be ready for the fight of his entire life. A story about love, loss, and one reincarnated lunatic who refuses to stay down.

Dear Reader, Have you ever had thoughts that questioned the reality around you? What is my true purpose in life? Why doesn't anybody like me? What do others have that I don't; what is this hidden secret behind the feeling of happiness? "Null is he...," that voice, "... who defies the creator," it all started with that dying whisper. He who was once just another speck of the tiniest speck of the universe would have to become the strongest for the sake of his true purpose in life. His lover? Blazing ambition? Treasured new friends? Witness the lengths that Null had to go through to understand what it meant to accomplish one's dreams and triumph over those who sought to crush them. His journey to defy the creator will leave him beaten, battered, and bruised as he chases a lost flame across the cosmos in a bid to keep his lover's soul from dying out. Will he meet his end the same as his predecessor, or will he and his misfit band of allies defy the natural order of the universe as chaos reigns wherever they go? If you've found yourself on a boring rock, craving adventures in an infinitely expanding vast of nothingness, then you're in for the time of your life! Gods and Devils, Angels and Demons, Unicorns and Rainbows, Laughter and Crying, Life and Death, Winning and Losing— all of that and tons more await!!! I've said my piece, now it's time for you, The Reader, to enjoy my most prized creation. Yours Then, Now, and Forevermore, The True Creator

Set against the neon hum of modern life, this is a story of tangled lies, bruised hearts, and the messy collision of love and redemption. Enter Su Shangzhi, who had always been overlooked by her own family and her biological parents. She was nothing more than a stain in the Su household. But nothing else mattered to her, not the mockery or the disdain, as she had already fallen deeply into the cruel game of love~ On the other hand, no one knew that Mo Yexuan who won the best actor award title for three consecutive years was also unable to move past the shackles of his own demons. Two heart and two soul; Can love really heal everything and force Mo Yexuan to truly let go of their past and start over? Can Su Shangzhi really break through the walls guarding Mo Yexuan’s frozen heart, or will she have to herself in the end? And all that will be remain are shattered glass that can never be mend forever~~ ps: Picture taken from Pinterest.

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Kaito was never given a choice. An orphan with no family, no warmth, and no future — the cold hands of an assassination organization shaped his life. Stripped of emotions and molded into a weapon, he lived only to kill, following the twisted orders of the one he called "Mom." She was never his mother — just a manipulative figure who saw him as nothing more than a tool. He became their most feared assassin — sharp, precise, and merciless. Yet in the end, his greatest strength became his curse. Out of fear of his talent, "Mom" betrayed him. Alone and bleeding out, Kaito’s world faded to black. But death wasn’t the end. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a new world — a body too small, too frail — and yet, he remembered everything. Memories of bloodshed and betrayal haunted him. Before he could make sense of it, he saw her — his mother. She wasn’t a commanding voice or a cruel manipulator — she was warm yet fragile, gentle yet strong. An elf mother, trembling as goblin cubs swarmed her, powerless to stop them. Something inside Kaito snapped. He didn’t think. He didn’t hesitate. He slaughtered the creatures without mercy — blood splattering the earth beneath his tiny feet. When it was over, he turned to her — battered, bruised, yet still trying to smile for her child. “Are you my mother?” he asked, his voice almost breaking. In her exhausted, teary gaze, he saw something he'd never known before — unconditional love. For the first time in two lives, Kaito knew what it meant to have someone worth protecting — not out of duty, not because of orders — but because she was his mother. And no one would ever hurt her again. No one.

They say a girl’s first love is her father. But what happens when that love is just a void? When the space he should have filled becomes an ache you carry like a scar? I grew up searching for him — in the eyes of every man I met, in friendships that drained me, in relationships that promised forever but slipped away. I wore my heart like an apology, hoping someone might see the emptiness inside me and choose to stay anyway. And every time they left, I blamed myself, quietly wondering if I was too broken to be loved. I wrote about it in my journal, words spilling out like confessions I couldn’t say out loud: I searched for you in every face, A ghost I could never touch. I watered my wounds with hope, But you never bloomed. Still, I kept loving — Not to find you, But to find myself. But this story isn’t just about absence. It’s about discovery. About the love I thought I didn’t deserve, and the man who showed me that even the most shattered hearts can learn to beat again. This is the story of how I lost myself, how I pieced myself back together, and how love finally found me — not as a replacement, but as a reminder that I was whole all along

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that place !!

"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.

In the corridors of Bellmare High, chaos is a way of life. Beneath the polished facade of academics and clubs lies an undercurrent of power struggles, secret alliances, and bitter rivalries. This is where Miguel Reyes, a sharp-witted, street-smart teenager, steps into the spotlight-a boy with a troubled past and fists that speak louder than words. Known for his devil-may-care attitude and unmatched fighting prowess, Miguel thought he had seen it all. That is, until she walked into his life. Meet Alessandra "Andi" Moretti-a girl with a face too angelic to be true and a lineage that strikes fear into the hearts of the bravest. The only daughter of a feared mafia boss, Andi arrives at Bellmare High with a mission of her own, and she's determined to keep everyone at arm's length. But destiny has other plans, and Miguel-Bellmare's most infamous troublemaker-becomes the one person who refuses to play by her rules. As tensions rise, Miguel and Andi find themselves caught in a whirlwind of fights both on and off the school grounds. From rival gangs waging turf wars to secretive groups vying for dominance within the school's underground fight club, every battle brings them closer together-and closer to unraveling dangerous secrets that threaten to upend their lives. But this isn't your typical romance. For every stolen glance, there's an enemy lurking in the shadows; for every laugh, there's a bruised knuckle. Miguel and Andi must navigate a labyrinth of trust, betrayal, and unspoken truths, all while grappling with a connection that feels as explosive as it is forbidden. Bellmare High is not for the faint of heart. It's a battleground where love clashes with survival, and loyalty is a weapon. *"Battle Grounds of the Heart"* is a high-octane rollercoaster of emotions-a story where humor, heartbreak, and action collide, leaving you breathless and craving more with every chapter.

NEW CHAPTER RELEASE EVERY DAY FROM THE START OF NEXT MONTH. ××× It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every insult she hisses ignites his obsession, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

In the world of hunters, dungeons, and towers, Long Zhen is considered to be useless. While his elder brother and sister began cultivating their Qi at the age of five and are regarded as very talented with promising futures, Long Zhen still cannot sense the Qi around him at the same age. In this world, only those with rare and extraordinary talents can sense the QI around them at a young age, before their profession awakens. When Long Zhen was five years old, he and his family were involved in a tragic accident. Despite suffering the most injuries, Long Zhen's family members, who were largely unscathed, were prioritized by doctors and other rescue personnel. Long Zhen had a broken arm and a bruised face, marked by shattered glasses. As he fought for his life, only one doctor was available to administer treatment, but the resources and manpower at the hospital were insufficient. Tragically, Long Zhen did not survive. When his brother and sister learned of his death, they began to cry and regret not able to save long zhen. Suddenly, in front of the doctors and his older siblings eyes, Long Zhen's body miraculously healed. His arm appeared unbroken, and his face was clear, without any trace of the injuries he had sustained in the accident. When Long Zhen woke up, he heard a robotic voice in his head and then realized he had a system. Long Zhen was very confused and shocked because, without awakening a profession, no one could have a system. What is the cause of the accident, what is the origin of the system, and how can Long Zhen become a hunter? No, can Long Zhen become a God? Please read my novel. I know my English is not good; please give me some guidance on how I can improve myself. NO HAREM

In the neon-drenched underbelly of New York City, a high-stakes poker game at the Emperor’s Bar ends in murder when Jason, a charismatic gambler with secrets to spare, is found dead in an alley, poisoned with aconite. Detective Jeremiah Bonnemere and his relentless squad plunge into a tangled web of suspects—each a player from Jason’s final table, each with a motive as sharp as a dealer’s cut. There’s Michael, a desperate lawyer drowning in debt; Rowland, a volatile cabbie with blood on his knuckles; Hilary, a broke musician betting his last chord; Jang Lee, a chef with mob whispers trailing him; Brenda, a Miami stripper too close to Jason’s heart; Boris, an ex-soldier whose silence screams danger; Javier, a courier carrying more than packages; Bertrand, a curator with a penchant for poisons; Doherty, a clerk hiding a razor wit; and Sidney, the grieving waitress whose love for Jason blurs the line between victim and suspect. As the squad dissects bar webcam footage and unravels alibis, the clock ticks toward a chilling truth: the killer dealt their hand that night, and the poison was no bluff. With every frame revealing new betrayals, Jeremiah must outplay a mastermind who’s always two steps ahead—before the next card falls and the body count doubles. In this deadly game, trust is a gamble, and triumph comes at a lethal price.

"Gordon! Why are you late? The awakening ceremony is right now!" Jessica said urgently when she saw Gordon come through the doors of the awakening center. Shrugging Gordon didn't say anything. The last thing in the world that he wanted to do was tell this beautiful girl that he had been tripped and beaten on the way to school today. It was times like this that he wished that he bruised more easily. Then maybe he could get some attention. But this thought was fleeting in his mind. Gordon actually preferred to deal with his problems in his own way. And awakening to become a beast tamer and maybe even have his own talent would be the first step. Once he had a powerful beast the bullies wouldn't dare pick on him. "Come on, let's get in line." Jessica whispered to Gordon when she realized that he wasn't going to tell her what had happened. Together they went to the back of the arena type auditorium to wait for their turn to awaken. They had been friends since childhood and had been there for each other through thick and thin. Jessica had been the only friend that stuck with him despite all of his quirks. Slowly the line inched forward. Occasionally some people in their class would cheer if in addition to becoming a beast master a student also awakened a talent.

The battlefield was alive with echoes—phantom blades clashing, spectral shields forming in the air. Kai gritted his teeth as his Resonance Construct flickered, his emotions unsteady. The shadow at his feet rippled, whispering to him, urging him to let go. To surrender. His Psyche Alchemy burned hot, anger twisting into raw energy, but if he pushed too far, his soul’s frequency would spiral into chaos. Across from him, Sienna’s melody rang through the air, her Soul Chords weaving a defensive harmony that pulsed against his attacks. He had to stabilize. Had to match her rhythm before the Shade consumed him whole.

Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |My Ares System| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- Same Universe - |Arpious of the Planes| ------------------------------------------------------------------- 3/21/25, in other words, it was March the 21st, 2025. Humanities technology advanced exponentially throughout the years. The only thing that they hadn't focused on for a while was space. The endless abyss that they call space was still unknown to them. Once they colonized their solar system, they thought it wasn't enough. They sent a search party out of their solar system but soon lost contact. Not long after, Earth lost contact with all of the other planets. Then a huge earthquake shook the earth itself and then portals opened up around the world. Soon monsters came out ravaging and flattening cities. Only a brave group of humans entered the portals which they then found multiple discoveries on the other side. They found stones that gave them different abilities and monsters a different world with a boss that lets them exit the portal, which was soon called dungeons. Those 6 friends were then later on called the 6 Primordial Braves. With the news of this, countries all over the world sent in people to retrieve stones, and then they would crush them, granting them abilities. They would then go back in to retrieve more and hand them out to the public. 500 years passed... This isn't the story of a hero. It's the story of a weak girl who was ridiculed and bullied every day because of her low status. And due to her cowardly nature, she was unable to fight back, making more people pick on her. While she was laying in an alleyway, with bruises and cuts all over her body, she saw a green, semi-see-through panel that appeared in front of her. It was like a notification you would see in the VR games from 400 years back. The green panel had a black text that said... [Would you like to become an Ancient Being?] ------------------------------------------------------------------- !Spoiler Below! . . . At the beginning of the novel, there will be a lot of going back and forth between the MC's personality. Plus, most of the problems, in the beginning, will be centered around herself. Also, at the beginning of the novel, there is an act of short and sweet revenge that lingers just a bit longer through the story, but this novel is not revenge-based. The Yuri aspect won't be as heavily used compared to my first novel. The girlfriend is mainly used to help the MC get through the mental box and distorted feelings that the MC has to suffer through at the beginning of the novel. You might dislike the characters that I made Lucy's friends, but I promise you'll change your mind later on. I think... Okay, that should be it! Phew... that was tiring. Time to drink my fourth cup of coffee today... ------------------------------------------------------------------- 500 Power Stones by the weekend = 1 extra chapter 750 Power Stones by the weekend = 2 extra chapters -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Any money you send will help me hire people to create new covers for my novels. -- Cover is not mine. If the owner wants it removed, plz contact me through discord (Rarely check twitter). Source- https://www.deviantart.com/aoiogataartist/journal/Aoi-Ogata-PAYPAL-Commission-OPEN-828543085

In a land where ancient traditions and mystical forces intertwine, a young warrior awakens in a dense, mist-covered forest—bruised, bloodied, and utterly lost. His memories are nothing but fragments, his past a void. Yet, deep within his soul, he feels an undeniable truth—something has been taken from him. A whisper in the wind tells him, “You are not ordinary… You have merely been forgotten.” As he struggles to piece together his identity, he soon realizes he is not just another wanderer. He carries the blood of an ancient lineage, a heritage of power long buried beneath the weight of time. But his strength has been stripped away, locked behind secrets he does not yet understand. His journey will take him through treacherous lands, where mystical warriors, forgotten rituals, and dark forces conspire against him. He must reclaim what was lost, unlock the dormant power within him, and uncover the truth of his forgotten past. But the path to destiny is never easy. Enemies lurk in the shadows, a war brews beneath the surface, and hidden within it all… a fate he never asked for awaits. Will he rise once more, or will he remain a mere echo of the warrior he once was?

True evil needs no reason to exist. “All living creatures must die, but I wont. ” Once known as the most talented and knowledgeable scholar/philosopher across three continents, he basked in the praise and reverence of those around him. However, tragedy struck one fateful night when he bore witness to the cold-blooded murder of his entire family. Driven to madness, he embarked upon the path of power, the path of negative energy, and thus, The Great Demon, Badur, was born. In a single day, a mountain of corpses were stacked, many of which fell to his blade. However, during his final pursuit of revenge, he met his untimely demise. His soul was extracted and cast into the void, where it would endure eternal suffering. However, his jouney would not end here…… "What do you desire?" A grotesque creature floating in the void asked while staring at the bruised and beaten soul of a young man. [Ding!! Host has received Void grade Treasure] [Ding!! Goal has been set : Attain True immortality] A new lease at life is presented A deal with a Demon filled with resentment A new journey, a new Dawn With that the great Demon, Badur is reborn ps: the book won't progress the way other novels have been progressing. if you don't like a unique development then maybe this isn't the book for you.

At just five years old, he was abandoned by his father and left to suffer at the hands of cruel relatives. When his father finally returned, he was on the brink of death—bruised, broken, and betrayed. But that day, everything changed. His new mother, a woman known as the Queen of Business, took him into her arms and into her world of wealth, power, and love. Alongside her, his seven billionaire sisters, each a legend in their own right, vowed to protect and cherish him. But after years of lies, the truth shatters his fragile heart—this woman is not his real mother, and these sisters are not truly his own. Overwhelmed with anger and betrayal, he rejects them. But they refuse to let him go. Having already lost one child, they will do anything to keep him safe, to make him smile again, and to prove that family is not just about blood—it's about love. As their bonds deepen, enemies lurking in the shadows see him as their greatest weakness. With threats looming and the scars of his past still fresh, will his new family be able to protect him? Or will their love be his greatest downfall? This is the story of a young boy’s journey from pain to healing, wrapped in the warm embrace of a mother and seven devoted sisters who will stop at nothing to keep him safe.

In a world where cultivation is the ultimate pursuit, Void, a being of pure abyssal essence, infiltrates the prestigious Azure Dragon Clan. Unlike typical protagonists, Void seeks not glory or redemption, but absolute domination. Possessing the insidious Abyssal Corruption System, he manipulates minds, corrupts souls, and shatters the very foundations of righteous cultivation. Void's journey is a descent into darkness, a calculated unraveling of moral boundaries. He transforms the noble Lin Hao into a vessel of ruthless ambition, twists the compassionate healer Lan Yue into an instrument of corrupted healing, and turns the very heart of the Azure Dragon Clan against itself. With each corrupted soul, each shattered alliance, Void's power grows, his influence spreading like a plague. As he conquers the neighboring Serpent's Fang Clan through cunning manipulation and brutal exploitation, Void's ambitions expand beyond mere territory. He seeks to corrupt the "Heaven's Chosen," desecrate sacred grounds, and unleash the full potential of the Abyssal Summoning. This is not a tale of heroic ascension, but a chilling chronicle of absolute corruption. Void's path is paved with broken spirits, twisted loyalties, and the chilling realization that true power lies not in righteousness, but in the complete and utter mastery of darkness. In a world teetering on the brink of abyssal chaos, Void's chilling question echoes: can any light withstand the encroaching shadows, or will the world succumb to the absolute reign of corruption?

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.