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My Stepmother And Stepsisters Aren'T Wicked

The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[Matured Content] Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. ~ (Excerpt) "You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not" Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him. She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?” “I can think of a thousand ways to kill you," Kraven replied in a velvety voice. "Like first throwing you off-board” Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror. “But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. "Tell me, Isadora" A cold chill crawled down her spine. "If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us" "I'm not like you!" He chuckled lightly. "We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?" "What use could you have of me?" she asked shakily. “Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet” ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Cover is mine!
Dy_zamite · 6.8K Views

The Wicked God

My name is Void…that's it. I was named inside a orphanage, but that's not the reason I was named “Void” I was named Void because when I was a child they said my eyes were always empty like a void, and they didn't know what else to name me, so they stuck with it. But enough about my name, let's get into how I was transmigrated to another world. One day, I was in my apartment thinking to myself until I received a phone call. The person who called me was a coworker informing me of the news that everyone in town knew except me, of course. She said that a bright red light would shine from an empty alleyway, then disappear after 10 seconds. She also mentioned people have went missing and being spotted with their limps cut off in the same alleyways the red lights would appear. Now at the time I didn't believe a word she said, but I went along with it. It was probably some kids shining lights while bullying other kids, or just some type of stupid rumor created by some drunk idiot and a drug addict. Since I was around 16 years old, I always thought that I was missing something or that I didn't belong. It was the same feeling people get when you forget something, the second you think about it and try to remember. But this feeling soon disappeared when I encountered the bright red light, which I found out was a portal spawning in an alleyway. After entering the portal I felt as if I was finally getting what I was missing, and I was finally free as if I was a God stuck inside a human's body caged like a wild animal, but finally let out of the torturing cage. “That's right…on the day I made contact with the red portal, I became a God in the making but nonetheless still a God. KEKEKEKEKE…. I'm a God…a God made to destroy… The Voided God…”. Tags- Monsters, Gore, Selfish mc,
LazyG0d · 7.1K Views

Vampires Aren't Hot

Gwendolyn Black had all of her hopes dashed when her family moved to their little hometown. She hoped to keep a low profile or so she thought because she meets this interesting yet mysterious clique with unnatural beauty and charisma called the "Populars" and strange things seem to happen around them. She gets obsessed with revealing their secret thanks to the niggling feeling in her stomach - her instincts never lie - and due to an interesting chain of events, she suspects they are vampires. But then, vampires aren't hot? Or are they? Let's join Gwendolyn on this journey as she fights to uncover their secret? Also, When she finds out what is it they're hiding, would she become prey to them or an ally? Or even their nemesis? Read to find out. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Looking For me?" A deep husky voice echoed from her back and she almost had a heart attack. Where did he come from? As a simple reflex, Gwendolyn turned around and her eyes almost popped out. Here was Duane shirtless and only on jeans. Her eyes caught the trail of sweat that traveled into the prominent V of his abdomen and she gulped. This was sex walking in daylight. "Like what you see?" He snapped her from her thoughts. Gwen glared at him yet went ahead to ask, "H-how did you hear that question? I need to know because I'm sure as hell that you were distracted as I was. Hence, there was no way on earth you could have heard that," Duane chuckled, the kind that sent tremors down her body, "That's your mistake honey, I was listening in class," was his reply as he leaned against the wall, coming too close for her liking. He was invading her senses, his presence was making it too hard to concentrate, "It seems you need to be spanked, you weren't listening in class," He said suggestively. Gwendolyn went red in the face but she would not be fooled by his flirting, which was why she said to him boldly, "I know what you are?" "What I am?" he was clearly amused, "Then tell me then, what do you think I am?" "A vampire,"
Glimmy · 15.2K Views

My Psycho Stepson and me

Lesly was just your typical kind of sadistic high school gym teacher, having her idyllic life disturbed when she was taken away by this strange butler, who informed her about her being the true heiress of a fallen family.  That wasn't all; he was asking her to sign the papers to marry a husband whom she had never met before. Normally, she would have run away and reported them to the police—if it weren't for them threatening her with the (for her) most important hostage. On her first day in the villa of her new husband, she barged in on her stepson, intertwined with a brunette girl, not stopping to do the deed just because of her presence. Clearly a psycho. Next was the husband, who enticed her with money if she stayed for a year, slept in his bed, and played his wife.  Lesly decided to go through with it for the good ol' money - however, after being introduced properly to her psycho stepson with ravishingly handsome looks, she had a feeling that things in this house would develop in a dangerous direction. And she should be proven right. First Volume: 'The Burning Man' is finished! I am going on hiatus with this because it was a hell of a ride for me as well. I think the big unveiling is done now, and I hope I answered most of the questions. I have a few ideas in mind for the second volume, but I wanted to write something new. The author is unpredictable, so maybe I take it on tomorrow again, but right now, I don't know. Thanks for all your support! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*
Chay007 · 140.4K Views

Aren't VR games way too hard?

This wasn't my first VR game, but as always, I sucked. My favorite kind of ways to play was a meaty mage with high damage and favorably both high MP and HP regeneration. But while I tried to create this type of Avatar, l had no luck yet again. This game was way too hard! It was also almost impossible to level up like this and I died countless times. Also...I was basically an social inept and unble to perform well in a party or any other kind of group. I had too less talent to get stronger as fast as other players and the painfully low possibilities of my potential often sent me to the brink of my inner abyss. Still, I loved playing this game and kept on playing anyway. Until one day, my peace and serenity were broken by the undercurrents and remnants of political struggle in the city I resided. Forced to join the ruthless leader of the black market I had to let go of everything that hindered me to grow stronger. To find my oppressors who bullied, stole from me and made me wish to leave this game behind. On my way to revenge, my class was upgraded to a branch class of mage, - illusionist. Fit for my style of madness and an concealed weapon against my enemies. And this made me let loose of anything reining myself back. - "So, you said you were an illusionist. Do you already know what your class is able to do or shall I explain it to you?" The class instructor asked. "I can make weak hallucinations and cute phantasms." "..." he held the bridge of his nose. "You got to choose between scary and cute phantasms and chose cute? What the hell is wrong with you????" "te-he..." I tried to scratch my head cutely. "Don't te-he me, you imbecile!" he roared. "How the hell should I be your instructor when you can't even choose the basic skills that are suitable for fighting?!" "But the big wolf found the phantasm cute and was tamed." I smiled and showed him the hide of a deer I had placed in my inventory. "He even started hunting for me until I had enough and ran away." "..." The instructor was left speechless. Why did he have to babysit such a useless revenant? Couldn't he at least have someone with a bit more smartness? Why did he have to take care of this dorky mage?????? Update schedule: 1 - 2 Chapters every week
Shiro_Nightfallen · 27.1K Views

Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son

Ye Zhenzhen, the omnipotent queen of the film industry, transmigrated as the despised cannon-fodder villainess and wicked stepmother in a novel. Her husband was wealthy but had a superficial relationship with her, and her stepson was adorable but indifferent towards her. According to the book's original plot, this cannon-fodder villainess was about to face a tragic ending... Ye Zhenzhen thought, 'Since I've transmigrated into the book, why should I fear these 2D characters?' In the face of her cold and distant plastic husband's words, she retorted, "How can a grown man with a body temperature of thirty-seven degrees speak such icy and heartless words to his wife?" Then, she was faced with the irrational demands of her stepson's classmate's mother, "Ye Zhenzhen, you owe me an apology." She scoffed disdainfully, "Apologize to you? Will you kneel and listen to me if I do?" With her outstanding professional skills, she turned her life around by hosting a parent-child variety show, becoming an overnight sensation, and receiving countless acting offers! The stepson, who used to address her distantly and never as his mother, suddenly said, "My mom, Ye Zhenzhen, is the kindest and most beautiful woman in the world!" Haters: "So what if she's pretty? She married an old man for money!" One day, her plastic husband appeared at a charity gala and introduced himself, "Hello, everyone. I am Ye Zhenzhen's husband, the rumored old man." The audience below couldn't believe their eyes and ears! The handsome and wealthy CEO of Huan Ya Group was Ye Zhenzhen's husband?! Haters: "Being slapped back in the face like this hurt like hell!!"
Ruo Li · 1.7M Views
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