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A young man, around fifteen years old, was walking under the late afternoon sun, at that moment when the light turned golden and soft. The air was cool, still carrying traces of the day's heat, gently warming his skin. With each step, he seemed lost in his thoughts, his gaze drifting into the long shadows of the trees and the gentle breeze whispering through the leaves. Night was slowly approaching, but the sky still held warm hues, like the last breath of summer before the evening arrived. Once at the entrance of his alley, he saw a car speeding toward him. He didn’t have time to react before he was thrown into the air. In those final moments of suffering and his last breath, he died—but...

ONTENTS ARE FULLY INSPIRED BY THE AUTHOR Title: Entangled Celestials Genre: Supernatural billionaire romance CHARACTER SKETCH PRIMARY PROTAGONISTS Name: Ophelia Morgan Age: 19 years Appearance: Having a long cinnamon brown hair in curls, her shimmering pale skin with her amber doe eyes, her pitched nose and long lashes gives her the appearance of a luxurious maiden bath bath mannnn. Occupation: Maid Personality: Loving, Caring, very emotional and insists on helping whoever she can. Story plot: Seeks to find freedom from the enslaving family she is sold to and ends up living with the most handsome and richest Duke in the kingdom as his maid as he changes her fate by marrying her. Relationship: Married to Alucard and daughter of Enzo Morgan. Weakness: She’s very fragile, weak and gullible Name: Alucard Claremont Age: 1023 years Appearance: A long dark hair which he always put up in a bun, having a slightly tanned skin, dark brown eyes, a nicely chiseled jawline, having broad shoulders and a fit upper and lower body. Occupation: Duke Personality: Hostile to others, but very caring and gentle for the one he loves, stern yet very calm and logical. Story plot: He is a cast down angel who then becomes a demon when he lands on the earth and loses his wings in the process and in finding it he finds a maiden who can bring back his wings with her love and decides to keep her for himself . Relationship: Married to Ophelia Weakness: None Name: Cyrilla Oman Age: Early twenties Appearance: Having a lustrous black hair, pitched nose and dark skin, dark hazel eyes and beautiful nude lips. Occupation: Maid Personality: She is very kind and takes Ophelia as her little sister when she works at the Claremont mansion, she’s very caring and responsible. Story plot: She becomes really close to Ophelia and is her personal maid and closest friend to Ophelia. She finds a creature with injured wings and decides to help without knowing what that may be like and ends up falling in love with him. Relationship: Married to Vernon Weakness: She’s fragile at heart PRIMARY ANTAGONISTS Name: Kesper Azariah Age: Early twenties Appearance: Having a short disheveled hair, a broad nose, dim pale skin, cherry lips and light grey eyes. Occupation: Prince of Kevlar Personality: Decietful, cunning and quite cheerful, he mostly smiles while having evil intentions Story plot: He poses as a friend to Alucard while trying to bring down his dukedom but unknown to him, he messes with the wrong demon. Relationship: Poses to be a friend of Alucard Weakness: Jealousy and pride Name: Felicia Jason Age: late fifties Appearance: short dark hair, a poised look, light blonde hair, dark eyes and shimmering skin. Occupation: Social elite Personality: Hateful, straightforward with insults and sarcasm, despises anything that doesn’t work her way. Story plot: She is the aunty of Ophelia, her caretaker after the death of Ophelia’s parents, she sells Ophelia to slavery with the intent to have her killed because she felt it would pose a threat to her daughter’s future, she lies to the world that her niece was killed by the beast of the kingdom but she becomes heavily suprised to see the girl she try to ruin is well and happy with the most handsome Duke of the kingdom, she tries to do her best to ruin her but is killed by Alucard after he much trials to kill Ophelia. Relationship: Aunty and proposed caretaker of Ophelia Weakness: Overthinking and Greed Name: Laurel Jason Age: 18 years Appearance: Having a long blonde hair with light blue eyes, her skin in slightly tanned, her pitched nose compliments her darted eyes. Occupation: Social elite Personality: Rude, incompetent and proud, hateful and spoiled. Story Plot: She bullies Ophelia until she is sold into slavery and becomes ecstatic by her mother’s decision and when it is the bachelor/spinster ball, she sets her mind on Alucard but is fully disappointed when she sees Ophelia with her supposed husband.

Scarface grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back. My neck strains, tears spilling down my cheeks. "Let’s see how long that lasts." I shake my head, sobbing, trying to beg through the tape. But they don’t care. A knife appears. Cold steel presses against my thigh, dragging slow, deliberate. My skin shudders. My breath is ragged, pure terror flooding every inch of me. "Relax, sweetheart," Scarface murmurs, pressing harder until I whimper. "It’ll only hurt the first few times." The others laugh. I know what’s coming. And I know there’s no one coming to save me. Not from them.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky. Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist. Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody. Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell. Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly— "Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you." Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Year 1054. The Grand Prince is dead. Rus' is left without will - without the hand that held the sword. Torn between boyars, ambition, and foreign hands, the land craves power. But it receives no hero, no warlord - only a stranger in a prince’s skin. Alexander remembers a world that never existed here. He has seen empires fall. And he swore - not to repeat their mistakes. He has no army. No allegiance. Only knowledge. And will. Every boyar is a wolf. Every word - a blade. Every choice - a duel on the edge. He did not come to conquer. He came to hold. And to build not the Rus’ of the past, but a realm worthy of being the future. This is not a story of war. This is a story of power. And the price paid by the one who dares to take it.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

Once upon a time, a tale known in many forms… A Pale princess of a kingdom far away, whose lips were red as blood and skin white as snow. However, one tale of such has never been told. Maria Blanca was a sweet and kind princess but was forgotten by everyone. She is a fascinating maiden whose beauty reflects the edelweiss flower of her kingdom—and such beauty was envied by her aunt, and now her kingdom’s queen, Aunt Gertrude. The pale princess suffered pain but never forgot the power of grace and kindness. There is also mystery, death, and somewhat involves a bright red apple.

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

A tragic death—that was the fate of the young Assoi... An ordinary life came to an end to mark the beginning of an epic journey. A new world, where humans and demons wage a war that has raged since the dawn of time. Living in Drayk's skin, he must now embark on an adventure that his old life never offered. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello everyone, I’m RptZ. English is not my native language, so I’m writing the story in Portuguese and using AI for translation. If you notice any writing errors, please let me know. Thanks!

Seik Yagami waited for the bus with his elbows resting on his knees and his gaze lost on the cracked ground. Under the artificial light, his skin appeared even paler, highlighting the exhaustion in his sunken eyes. That bus didn’t just transport him; it also chained him. It dragged him back every night to a suffocating routine: endless days in an office, without rest. He had multiple master’s degrees in psychology, business, and education, as well as years of karate training. And yet, his life had been reduced to a cycle without purpose. Only when cultivating did he feel truly alive. The soil between his fingers, the scent of new leaves, the slow dance of growth. But that was out of his reach. Or, perhaps, he had convinced himself that it was. He sighed and clicked his tongue.

Born into a world that despised him for his dark skin, black hair, and pitch-black eyes, a young boy knew nothing but suffering.

Lyra is a 21st-century girl from the modern world who accidentally transmigrated into the beast world while swimming. what happens when a gorgeous young girl with golden blonde hair and ocean blue eyes with ivory white skin doll falls into a world where the female population is drastically low. But as she stays in the world, she discovers many secrets about herself which she never imagined. Join her journey in discovering love, heartache, and the real truth of her life. This is my first story please support me and join me on my journey through this story. The cover photo is not mine Contains mature content with many r#18 scenes audience below 16 restrain from reading it. Follow my insta @ruby_rosie_2001

Earth was devastated by "The Fall"—a parasitic reality called the Forgotten World began consuming our own—humanity survives in isolated settlements surrounded by corrupting darkness. The city of Valtaros stands as one of civilization's last bastions, ruled by the Church of the Maw, which venerates a mysterious entity believed to be humanity's salvation. Elias, a ruthless survivor from Valtaros's slums, discovers strange black markings spreading across his skin—the dreaded sign that the Black Maw has chosen him. Forced to undergo its lethal trials that few survive, Elias must navigate a dual-phase ordeal that tests both his skills and his moral character. As he confronts the true nature of the Maw and its connection to humanity's past, Elias faces a fundamental choice: cling to his survival-at-all-costs mentality or embrace sacrifice to forge a new balance between realities.

"Master has prepared ten fair-skinned, beautiful brides with big chests and long legs for you, so hurry up and roll down the mountain." "Master begs you, my female live streamer is arriving soon..." Yin Tian looked at his old flirtatious master, who was pleading with him, with a pained expression on his face. "This time you're going down the mountain because your mortal fate has arrived, there's a glimmer of hope below that might change your destiny, you must make a lot of money for me when you're down there, I want to send luxury cars as gifts to the live streamer..." Yin Tian took a stack of marriage contracts from his unserious master's hands and then headed down the mountain. "I'll definitely buy you Huiyuan juice with the money I earn!" ...

In Borven, strength is survival, and Alex has neither. Weak, overlooked, and barely scraping by, he knows his place—until the day everything changes. A fight he shouldn't survive. A blow that should break him. But his skin does something it never has before. It hardens.

Meet Morticia Katz, the rebellious high school outcast with a notorious reputation and bubbling vendetta against the one person who makes her skin crawl: Maverick. Their toxic relationship is a ticking time bomb, fueled by a deep-seated loathing that's only matched by their polar opposite personalities and values. But when Morticia discovers she's truly being forced into a marriage with her arch-nemesis, her world is turned upside down. With her freedom and sanity on the line, she'll stop at nothing to escape this catastrophic fate. How far will she go to avoid a lifetime of misery with the one person she despises most?

In a society where identity is a precarious balance between truth and illusion, Darwin Asrael grapples with a unique curse: his skin, which is sensitive to the sun, binds him to the overlooked niches of the public. When he encounters his doppelgänger, Gabriel, He is unexpectedly introduced to the clandestine Hemlock organization. He becomes an unlikely detective, solving crimes as night descends, and leaving Gabriel to perform his role in daylight. But as Darwin investigates a series of chilling murders linked to a mysterious author who documents crime, he unveils layers of deception, drawing Darwin deeper into a web of intrigue where nothing is as it seems. As he follows these narratives' trails, he begins to doubt his own identity, realizing the stories may be more associated with his existence than he ever imagined.

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

Logan Hayes is trouble himself. The kind of guy your parents warn you about. Tattoos decorating his skin. He walks like he owns the whole world. The entire campus was wrapped around his fingers. Harper Reed hated trouble. As the dean's perfect daughter, she had to live a perfect life and get perfect grades. Until a viral scandal ruins Harper's spotless reputation, and she has no other option but to make a deal with the devil himself—Logan. She has to fake date him to restore her image. But he only agrees because she claims she knows what no one else should.

The earth remembers, and so does she. Orphaned and hunted, Elara flees, pursued by shadows, while a strange resonance hums beneath her skin, a secret she must learn to understand to survive.

In the year 2040, a mysterious green light engulfed Earth for 48 hours, granting supernatural powers to a quarter of humanity. Now, in 2085, freelance journalist Leo Voss investigates corruption among the powered elite while hiding a painful past. But when a routine investigation puts him in the crosshairs of a powerful individual, Leo's life takes an impossible turn. A freak accident awakens something that should never have existed. As Leo struggles to control his dangerous new powers, he uncovers a terrifying truth about the light that changed humanity. The fate of not just Earth, but every world touched by that mysterious light now rests in the hands of a man who never wanted powers in the first place. And the shadows beneath his skin are growing hungry...

The world he knew is gone. His name, his face, his family—all wiped away in a moment of betrayal and death. Now, in the pale skin of an albino boy, he finds himself in a new life surrounded by strangers who become his friends and allies. But the longing to return home gnaws at his heart, and the fragments of a violent past lurk at the edges of his memory. His search for belonging and truth takes him deeper into the unknown, where he learns that the lines between dimensions, identities, and realities blur. To survive and find closure, he must unravel the secrets of who—or what—he truly is, and face the terrifying choice of what it means to belong.

Madeline Rose had only ever worked in her father's local blacksmith shop and occasionally helped her mother at the farm. Her skin had become tanned from the hot sun, but despite all of this, she did not complain. Even though she didn't come from a wealthy home, she was content. However, her life turned upside down when she stumbled upon a darkness that refused to leave her alone. There was him, a man cloaked in mystery and malice, a presence that sent chills down her spine. His eyes, shrouded in shadows, held a depth of darkness that seemed to swallow the light around him. When their paths crossed, Madeline felt a cold dread wash over her, as if she had invited a malevolent force into her world.

I was in love with every part of you… and then, every part of you destroyed me. A love that defies the limits of memory, burning between the shadows of fate, refusing to die. But oblivion always demands its price. Will their bodies remember when their souls have turned to ash? Secrets that cut deep. Lies that seduce. Wars written on skin and betrayals whispered between ragged breaths. Kisses that taste like goodbye, touches that promise eternity, and desire pulsing like a cursed echo. A story of passion and destruction that will leave you craving more. Follow her into the abyss… if you dare.

Waking up in a shattered world where the sky bleeds red and the ground whispers forgotten names, he has no memories, no past—only the certainty that something is terribly wrong. The air is thick with the scent of decay, and in the distance, figures that should not exist twitch and convulse, waiting. Survival is not guaranteed. This place follows no laws but its own. The weak are devoured, the strong become prey to something worse. Here, to exist is to struggle against the inevitable. But when an ancient, half-broken throne calls his name, and a power unlike any other stirs beneath his skin, the truth becomes clear— This world has not forgotten him. It has been waiting. But so have they. And they do not intend to let him rise.

"When the lowliest Omega barista sinks his teeth into the Alpha Queen's gland, our love becomes the weapon that shatters the world." As the most oppressed Omega, he'd never tasted "being loved"—until his feral claws tore through shackles that night, locking with the Arctic blaze in his sovereign's eyes. She who reigned supreme over the Alpha hierarchy defied the Covenant for him, her glacial armor dissolving where their skin met. Now their fated marks blaze in clasped palms while her frostblade severs the Blackthorn Council's lies, this lawless passion upending a thousand years of hierarchy far beyond mere escape. As the crimson moon rises, the world roars its ultimatum: "Perish together, or rewrite existence as one."

His gaze was intense and piercing, it was as if he could see through her. As he neared Nicholina felt her heart skip a beat,every step he took towards her had a strange effect on her, which she couldn't decipher. His intense gaze, swept over her seeing through the thin fabric that showed off all her curves. swallowing hard, Rheaphel's hand moved involuntarily to explore every part of her curves. The closer his hand got, Nicho felt the air live her lungs. It was as if the air was caught up by a magical force. Every movement of his hands on her pale skin caused a strange and unyielding need in her that terrified yet triggered an excitement in her. suppressing a moan that threatened to escape her mouth. Nicholina was glad when a knock interrupted

In a universe where seven planets revolve under the iron-fisted rule of the Human empire, Wynn, a rat-like boy is born into the bleak backwater planet of Zerith, caught in the web of fate’s cruel design. A boy with ghostly white hair and skin, Wynn was never meant to have a destiny of his own. But fate, it seems, has a different plan. When ????, a ????? from ????, is mysteriously pulled into the world of Wings Of Dawn, a novel she discovered by chance, she finds herself transmigrated into the body of?????. Her initial frustration of being trapped in a foreign world quickly turns into cold calculation. Using her knowledge of the novel, ??? intends to survive by manipulating the world around her, seeking out artifacts and allies—especially Arthur von Scit, the arrogant protagonist destined for greatness.

Nobody sees Ellie. They see Mason, this awkward, lanky kid who barely speaks. The one who hides under hoodies, head down, trying to blend into walls. They don’t see the girl trapped underneath, the one who’s been screaming into pillows and mirrors for years, begging to be real. Then comes Zoe. Bright, loud, unapologetically queer Zoe—someone who doesn’t give a damn about fitting in. She’s everything Ellie isn’t allowed to be. And in a wild, reckless moment, Ellie tells her truth: "I'm not Mason. I'm Ellie." It’s terrifying and electric—like ripping off a mask that’s melted into your skin. For the first time, someone sees her. Her best friend Jamie doesn’t flinch. Her little sister almost says, “I knew it.” And in stolen moments, Ellie starts to live—tiny rebellions like growing her hair, whispering her name to the mirror, running a secret Instagram where she can just be. Every step is a victory, but every victory has a price. Her father’s rage is a thunderstorm—loud, blinding, impossible to reason with. Her mother’s tears are quieter but sharper, like glass splinters under her skin. Teachers shrug her off; classmates whisper. Even some friends scatter. When home finally breaks her, Ellie runs. Nowhere to go, but anywhere is better than a house that feels like a prison. Coming out isn't a happy ending; it's a battle. Therapy, support groups, filling out name-change forms while strangers look at her like she’s a freak. Every small victory—being called her real name, the first hormones kicking in, a prom dress that fits—feels like a stolen breath. But it's enough. Enough to keep fighting. Because Ellie isn't just surviving. She's becoming. And that’s something no one—not her father, not her school, not the world—can take from her.