Perpetual Motion Diy

At dusk, a young girl walks home alone. Due to upcoming exams, she has been staying late at school to study, often returning home at twilight or even in the evening. Her route home takes her through a park. As she walks through the park, she suddenly hears the sound of hurried, chaotic footsteps rapidly approaching. Just as she begins to turn her head to look, before she can complete the motion, someone grabs her forcefully.

"Michael Rose, who just turned 18 as the new year began, finds himself among millions of others summoned with a stark message: 'You shall all partake in a training for the sake of your world.' With these words, the dawn of a new world is set into motion."

In a world where ancient magic entwines with immortal bloodlines, Myhra the youngest commander in Royal Army and member of Silver Council returns to her village after three-years. Some event in the past had forced, trigger Myhra to join the army. She's blood magic user, rare, from the ancient, immortal bloodline.  She was drawn to Redstone castle as someone had taken a blood oath there, forcing her powers to protect the subject taken. It was in her bloodline to protect the one who takes the blood oath as binding the blood oath and they became slaves of the protector. The bloodline unleashes the power accordingly, as Myhra's bloodline enable the vampires to see in daylight, and allow them to eat food and experience a human life which could turn ordinary to extraordinary depending upon the the bond of oath. She killed a Zhelis, a shadow servant who serves the Dark King, his death would have consequences. By killing the Zhelis, Myhra had unknowingly set into motion a chain of events that would affect everything. It was a catalyst—one that would awaken the tale of many, whose fates had long been intertwined with the powers of the bloodline. *Cover art credit belongs to the rightful owner.

CONTENT WARNING: CONTAINS SEVERAL DARK THEMES, LIKE DEATH & GORE. (Read with Caution.) The female lead may or may not be cruel. (Roast her with caution) _________ The art of revenge is often a slow burn - calculated, patient and emotionally restrained. But what happens when vengeance strikes instantly? After being banished and dethroned as Luna by her pack Veronica Gordon is betrayed by her fiance' and is brutally murdered by him and his lover,her body shredded for organ trafficking on the eve of her wedding. Death should have been the end,but Veronica defies it, striking a deal for a second chance. Bound to the site of her demise and granted the powers for her revenge, she transforms the place into Delilah's Inn,an establishment named after the infamous biblical seductress. Her mission is clear: lure and destroy cheating men and their accomplices. Centuries later, Delilah's Inn becomes a legend, immortalised in a mysterious novel with only 200 copies printed every five years. Adonis Callum, a 23 year old university student and devoted fan of the tale, devours every edition. But his obsession takes a grim turn when he meets the same fate as Veronica - betrayed and murdered by his lover. Instead of passing on, Adonis is sent to the Inn by The Grim Reaper,who hopes to expedite his soul collection. Yet Adonis,with his innocence intact, proves immune to the Inn's seductive power. To escape and reclaim his life, he strikes an unlikely deal with the Grim Reaper: make Veronica fall in love with him - a woman whose heart has been dead for over a century cursed to feel nothing but cruelty. As Adonis navigates the sinister politics,lies and anguish entangled within Delilah's Inn, he must decide if his freedom is worth breaking through Veronica's icy facade - or if her revenge will claim him too. ______ TROPES: •— Werewolf. •—Dominant FL. •—Isekai x Transmigration. •—Dark Romance. •—Betrayal x Revenge. •—Slow Burn. •—Horror?(I'll leave that you to decide) •—Boss × Employee relationship. •—Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine. •— Possessive x obsessive. •— Morally Grey FL. ______ Recommended Reading Theme: Dark. Recommended Reading Font: Lora, cardo Or Merriweather. _____ EXCERPT: I walked into the room, my chest still heaving as I stopped in front of her. She sat there, calm and unbothered, as though she hadn’t just spilled blood in the lobby like it was her second nature. Her crimson-polished nails clicked rhythmically against the smooth table. Her gaze was fixed on the open book in front of her—a book she hadn’t turned a single page of all morning. “I see you love standing, Adonis.” Her voice was calm, almost too calm. She didn’t bother looking up. “It was just a hug, Veronica,” I said through gritted teeth. “You shouldn’t have done that. Maya has served you loyally for years—” “Until she touched what is mine.” Her voice sliced through my words, sharp and absolute. I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “What’s yours? What’s the point of being yours when you treat me like… like I’m nothing?” The book slammed shut with a deafening clap. She rose to her feet in one fluid motion, every step toward me deliberate, predatory. Her eyes met mine, cold and unrelenting. “No one touches you but me, Adonis. Good, bad, whatever label you want to slap on it—I don’t care.” My breath caught in my throat, but I forced myself to hold my ground. “That’s not love, Veronica.” She tilted her head, a cruel smile tugging at her lips. “Love?” She laughed, soft but sharp, the sound laced with mockery. “Don’t insult me.”

Aurora, the most sought-after courtesan, was consumed by her obsession with avenging her family’s death by murdering the king. However, fate took an unexpected turn when she unknowingly saved the very man she despised, setting in motion a series of unforeseen troubles.

What happens when Madness meets Insanity?? Only chaos could be born from such cataclysmic collision. In the kingdom of Aethel, ruled by the tyrannical King Owen, tradition reigns supreme, often at the cost of humanity. Bound by ancient laws, Owen is forced to make a horrifying choice upon the birth of his twins: to eliminate his newborn daughter, fulfilling a prophecy that foretells doom should twins exist. This sets in motion chain of events that would challenge the very foundation of Aethel. What happens when ancient prophecies collide with the unpredictable nature of a weakening veil? When the line between tradition and survival blurs, and when the very foundation of Aethel’s existence is threatened? The siblings must confront not only the monstrous abominations beyond the veil but also the dark secrets and terrible choices of their own father, a king whose adherence to tradition has pushed him to the brink of madness. The fate of Aethel hangs in the balance, dependent on the choices of four siblings – each grappling with their unique powers, their familial bonds, and the terrible weight of a world teetering on the precipice of chaos.

In the dawn of time, a family of ordinary sailors and fishermen unknowingly stumbles upon a fate that would forever alter their destiny. A goddess, angered by their alleged act of theft against her, cursed them to sail the seas eternally, plundering treasures and pillaging wealth. And they came to be known as the first pirates to ever exist. This curse, however, came with an unexpected twist; immortality. For centuries, the family navigated the treacherous waters, exploiting their newfound gift, to amass power and riches. They became the stuff of legend, feared and revered by all who crossed their path. Their dreaded name, "The Damned Ones," struck terror into the hearts of both men and gods. Years passed, and the goddess, seemingly capricious, lifted the curse, allowing the family to set foot on land once again. But this freedom came with a catch; their immortality remained, a double-edged sword that rendered them invincible and more formidable. And as the ages went by, the family's exploits became the tales told in myths and legends, but they themselves, lived among the humans. They built civilizations, sowed chaos, and reveled in their unparalleled power. Even the powerful rulers and other immortal factions trembled at the mention of their name. They were an overpowered, unkillable set of monstrosities that wanted nothing more than to have fun. After years of separation, the family reunites, only to discover that one of them had gone missing. But that was only just the beginning. A new enemy had emerged from the darkness, one who had in his possession a mysterious and terrifying power, one capable of killing even the unkillable family. The family, driven by a mix of concern and self-preservation, put aside their differences and join forces to vanquish the threat. Allied once again as one, their unyielding resolve and unmatched power would be tested like never before, but one thing was certain– they would not go quietly into the night. They had lived for tens of centuries and have gotten unaccustomed to death. The battle for their existence had begun, and the fate of the world hung in the balance. They fought against both old and new foes, in a world where the supernatural was nothing more than a fairy tale, living up to their mythical title as the... IMMORTALS Sneak peak! The sun dipped into the horizon, casting a bloody orange glow over the battle-scarred shore. The air reeked of saltwater, smoke and piles of dead bodies littered the battleground, their limbs twisted in unnatural poses. Amidst the carnage, a burly man stood tall, victorious over a defeated foe, he remained still, taking in the aftermath of the war. His side had emerged victorious, their enemies laid low. A sense of pride and satisfaction swelled within him, but it was short-lived. But his triumph was short-lived. A sudden sharp pricking sensation in his back prompted him to turn around, where he faced a young warrior, shaking with fear, clutching the hilt of a longsword whose blade had pierced through the man's back and was protruding from his gut. The man scoffed and with a swift motion, he reached around and grasped the hilt, pulling the sword from his body. The warrior's eyes widened in horror as the man withdrew the blade, the metal sliding out of his flesh with a sickening squelch. As the sword cleared his body, the man's wounds began to heal at an alarming rate. The gash in his back closed, the skin knitting together with an unnatural speed. The warrior stumbled backward, his eyes fixed on the healing flesh. "You... you're a monster!" The man's gaze locked onto the warrior, his eyes burning with inner fire. "You're right, i am a monster. Stab me a hundred times, decapitate me, entomb me, cut me up into a million pieces and incinerate the parts... I won't stay dead, I'm 'the' immortal, I can't be killed!" And with a swift, deadly motion, the man jabbed the sword into the warrior's throat, ending his life with a single, brutal stroke

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all. *********** With a grin that made her uneasy, he handed the application to her. “Approve this one.” Principal Jameson’s curiosity got the better of her as she took the paper from him, her eyes scanning the text. Almost immediately, her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in disbelief. “What the...?” “It’s perfect, isn’t it?” Asher’s voice was almost gleeful. Fucking psychopath! Jameson could hardly believe what she was reading. “Mr. Nightshade, with all due respect, this applicant….this girl just admitted to—” She couldn’t even finish the sentence, still horrified at the explicit nature of the application. Taking a deep breath, she continued, “I’m sorry, but I cannot approve this.” “She’s issued me a challenge,” Archer said, a dark gleam in his eyes. “What?” “‘Wait till you see me in bed,’” he repeated the bold line from the application, his grin widening. “And I can’t wait to find out.” “Mr. Nightshade—” He stood up, cutting off her protest as he fixed her with an intense stare. “Approve the application. I won’t ask again.” Without waiting for her response, Asher strode out of the office, confident she would follow his orders. He always got what he wanted. Archer Nightshade walked down the hall, a spring in his step. For the first time in a long while, he felt alive, his blood pulsing with excitement. The other Cardinal Alphas had no idea what he was up to, but it would soon hit them. He’d just set the game in motion. And the target was Violet Purple. It was game on. Note : This is not your average werewolf story. Eveything you think you know about werewolves would be challenged in this book. And yes, it is reverse harem. Do give the book a try.

Betrayed and stripped of her rightful inheritance, she vows to destroy the powerful Yu family who has cast her aside. Determined to ruin everything they hold dear, she sets out on a path of ruthless revenge, ready to leave nothing behind in her wake. On the brink of losing everything, she meets Mu Yusi, the cold and calculating CEO of the largest company in City B. A man of few words and a heart of stone, Mu Yusi lives life under the radar, never letting emotions interfere with his sharp business mind. However, when their paths cross, their unlikely partnership sets in motion a chain of events that will forever change their destinies. In a game of power, betrayal, and vengeance, the forgotten heiress will rise again, but will she lose herself in the process, or find love in the arms of the man who’s equally broken?

In a world where magic isn’t just a tool but the very fabric of existence, young Poll Nightvale is about to flip the script—and maybe the universe—on its head. Don’t let his unassuming name fool you. Poll is no background character. Behind that innocent, wide-eyed look lies a sneaky bastard with manipulation skills sharp enough to sell ice to a frost giant. Combine that with badass scientific know-how, and you’ve got someone who can outwit a council of wizards and build a mana-powered doomsday device before breakfast. When Poll awakens to his dormant mana powers, he quickly learns that magic isn’t all sparkles and fun. It’s unruly, chaotic, and dangerously addictive—kind of like him. But instead of sticking to the traditional methods, Poll decides to chart his own course, blending arcane arts with cutting-edge science to create something entirely new. Of course, this path is littered with explosive experiments, accidental genius, and more than a few plans that sound insane… until they work. Things take a dark turn when Poll stumbles upon mana corruption, a sinister force that twists and warps everything it touches. This isn’t just a challenge—it’s a world-ending catastrophe in the making. But does Poll panic? Nope. He smirks, rolls up his sleeves, and gets to work. Armed with his sharp mind, dubious charm, and a team of loyal (and occasionally exasperated) companions, he sets out to tackle the impossible. At his side are his fiercely protective mother, Seraphina; his stoic, sword-wielding father, Eryndor; and his chaotic crew of allies—Lira, the fire-obsessed wizard who believes “more flames” is always the answer; Kaida, the silent assassin who lets her blade do the talking; and Elowen, the gentle shield mage with untapped power and unshakable resolve. Together, they face a world where allies can’t always be trusted, enemies lurk in the shadows, and Poll’s questionable plans are often their best hope. As Poll grapples with the forces of mana and his own chaotic ambitions, he learns that being a hero isn’t about playing by the rules. It’s about bending them, breaking them, and occasionally rewriting them entirely. Because when the stakes are this high, and the odds this slim, you need someone who can think outside the box—and maybe set it on fire for good measure. Join Poll Nightvale on a journey of explosive discovery, cunning schemes, and chaotic brilliance as he forges his destiny, one sneaky move at a time. In a world teetering on the edge of destruction, he’s not just a beacon of hope—he’s the unpredictable spark that sets everything into motion.

In her previous life, Lina Riley harbored an unrequited love for the Fifth Princess, Victoria Ashwood. Lina sacrificed everything for her—securing her place on the throne, protecting her borders, and losing her arm and sight in the process. Yet, her loyalty was repaid with a goblet of poisoned wine and the execution of her entire family. Victoria despised her, accusing Lina of cruelty and of orchestrating her elder sister’s death, deeming her unworthy of love. When the poison took effect, Lina closed her eyes in despair, only to awaken back in the moment they first met. On that fateful day, Lina had stumbled upon Victoria being beaten by palace maids, an encounter that set everything in motion. This time, Lina turned away, choosing a different path, but a faint fragrance of plum blossoms lured her in. One reckless night led to a moment of despair when she awoke to find the coldly beautiful face of her bedmate—Lucille Everard, the Princess Regent. Lucille, while outwardly uninterested in court affairs, was notorious for her swift and decisive actions that had seen emperors replaced with alarming frequency. Compared to Lucille’s power, Lina’s past dealings with Victoria seemed like mere child's play. As Lucille stirred awake, Lina's nerves were frayed. “Given the circumstances, Your Highness, what do you think of me now?” she asked, resigned to her fate. To her surprise, Lucille chuckled softly. “I think you’re wonderful.” Stunned, Lina could only manage a confused “Huh?” From that moment, everything veered off course. Lucille's palace soon bloomed with roses—Lina’s favorite. Amidst the swaying blossoms, the resolute Princess Regent would gently take Lina’s hand, her once-frigid gaze warm and tender. “My dear Lina, you are the finest woman in the world.” In her new life, Lina often dreamed. She dreamt of someone leaving a bouquet of roses at her grave, their robes trailing the light fragrance of plum blossoms. They sipped wine with a wry smile, murmuring, “Silly girl, I avenged you.” Victoria Ashwood was reborn too. She hadn’t expected that killing Lina would provoke her aunt’s ruthless revenge. Determined to avoid a similar fate, she resolved to feign affection for Lina, even if it took a lifetime. At a palace banquet, Victoria was taken aback by Lina’s beauty. Draped in fine silks, Lina was a dazzling sight, so different from the weathered woman Victoria remembered. Drawn to her, Victoria was about to approach when she noticed Lucille at Lina’s side, gently wiping her lips with a soft smile. “Take it slow,” Lucille murmured. Lina paused, then chuckled as she adjusted a strand of Lucille’s hair. Victoria’s heart twisted in fury. When her desperate attempts to win Lina back failed, she demanded, “Why won’t you love me?” Lina sneered. “Show some respect, Fifth Princess. You should address me as Aunt. Besides, your hypocrisy and cold-heartedness make you unworthy of love.” Years ago, a young Lucille Everard encountered a lost girl in the palace gardens. The girl declared that Lucille was beautiful and promised to marry her one day. Thirteen years later, a fateful misunderstanding during a bout of poisoning entwined their paths. What began as teasing quickly turned Lucille from a hunter into prey, helplessly ensnared by the woman she never forgot. Tags: 1. Cold yet protective Princess Regent × Reborn and resigned noblewoman 2. Nine-year age gap (Princess Regent is older) 3. Alternate history, non-patriarchal setting 4. Puppet empress, regent princess ruling behind the scenes 5. Two lifetimes of love, slow-burn romance

After the cataclysmic event known as The Burning centuries ago. The world remains scarred , with empires clawing for power and humanity struggling under the weight of violence and corruption. Amidst the chaos, six secretive Sicarii organizations wield god-like powers, manipulating the world from the shadows. Taizen Silver, a young Sicarii from a rare bloodline, finds himself entangled in the dark politics of these ruthless factions. As he navigates a world of deception and ancient rivalries, he uncovers secrets about his lineage that are woven into the fabric of the organizations themselves. With enemies around every corner, Taizen must harness his powers and fight to protect those he loves, all while preventing history from repeating itself and plunging the world back into darkness. In a place where trust is scarce and power is everything, Taizen’s journey may decide the fate of humanity itself.

The humans were blessed by the great Arch Angels. They were given gifts from God and favored because they were made in his image. Resentment grew amongst the other races, leaving the humans in perpetual war against their brothers and sisters. The invasion of monsters into their realm created destruction and death throughout the human realm. What was once a flourishing land built to prosper was now left in ruin, with cities created to be fortresses. Even their own kind has begun to side with the monsters. An Angel heard a child's cry and decided it was time to begin God's plan. A four-armed monster called an ogre would be the child's savior, possibly a savior to many. He called forth the ogre's name, Asura, the mad dog of the great king. Forced into a new realm unknown to his kind, Asura must traverse a land that holds deep animosity towards him. With cultists threatening his life and the humans wanting him dead, what must he do to ensure his safety?

"I only need power to prove my father's innocence, not a marriage or stupid love." When Amira found out that her father will be serving life imprisonment for being accused of poisoning the king. She decided to take part in a bride-choosing competition where all the interested contestants were supposed to compete to become the crown prince's bride. Only one contestant will be chosen,the contestant who has what it takes to be the crown's bride and the next queen of Wylan kingdom.  Amira needs access to the power so that she can prove to the entire kingdom that her father is innocent and the only choice is to take part in the competition. ______ When Prince Zebulon looked at the contestants on his way to the event hall, he locked eyes with Amira, the girl he has been looking for his whole life. Prince Zebulon and Amira crossed paths in the castle when Amira was seven years old and Zeb was ten. They played together and Amira promised to come back, however, she never stepped foot in the castle again because her father who was the commander at that time asked her to stay away from the royal family. "They're animals disguise as human."Those were Amira's father words. Prince Zebulon had fell in love with Amira at first sight. What prince Zebulon didn't know was that Amira was commander Adonis's daughter who was accused of poisoning the king, Zeb's father. ____ " You finally fulfilled your promise."Prince Zeb's lips curved into a mischievous smile.He stepped towards Amira who stepped away from him. "Although it has been many years."He paused and tilted his head to the left, his lips twisting in annoyance. Amira sucked in a tight air when her back collided with the concrete wall, reminding her that she had nowhere to run too. Amira closed her eyes when Prince Zebulon moved his face dangerously close to hers. His warm breath fanned her cheeks, sending chills down her spine. "Tell me little Angel,did you miss me?"He said with a dangerously husky voice and brushed dark hair strands from Amira's face which made her to tremble slightly. "Or…did you come to poison me because I'm going to be the next king?"Zeb asked with a raised eyebrow, the corner of his lips curving into an amused smile. Amira froze when she heard his words,it seemed like time was moving in slow motion.

In the heart of the empire, House Velcraven stood as a legend of power, feared for their dark blood magic and ruthless might. Their name was synonymous with strength, their red eyes a mark of nobility, and their rituals a gateway to unearthly force. At the center of their bloodline was Katherine, the youngest heir, born under a prophecy that declared her the future of her house. Her birth was marked by tragedy: her mother perished in childbirth, a sign of strength according to Velcraven tradition, for to kill in birth was to claim dominion. Yet this triumph was short-lived. When Katherine completed her Rite of Passage—drinking the blood of her ancestors—she gained the power of twenty men, but at a price: her very life would now depend on the blood she drained from others. No longer could she live in peace; she must feed or succumb to death. But the day of her ascension brought more than just power. She began seeing visions—cryptic whispers from the past, a woman shrouded in shadows, who seemed to be her long-dead ancestor. The woman shows her a vision of destruction, and of a war that would tear her house apart. Before Katherine could warn her family, the great houses of the empire, in league with the emperor himself, set their treacherous scheme in motion. Stormhold, the Velcraven ancestral castle, was engulfed in flames. Her father, seeing her gift as a sign of ancient power, managed to send Katherine away in secret, safeguarding the last hope of the Velcraven bloodline. But her family stayed behind to face the slaughter, their names lost to the ravages of war. Alone in a foreign land, Katherine must learn to survive, to feed, and to rebuild her house to its former glory. The blood of her ancestors courses through her veins, guiding her path as she seeks vengeance against the cowardly houses that betrayed her—and the emperor who plotted her house’s downfall. With visions haunting her every step and the weight of her lineage upon her shoulders, Katherine will carve her way through a world that knows nothing of House Velcraven and everything of its wrath.

**Tag:** R-18, Harem-seeking protagonist, Evil protagonist, Perverted protagonist, Handsome male lead, Cruel characters, Special abilities, Eastern and Western settings in a SciFi world, unhinged comedy, tragedy, slightly above average intelligent characters and plot twist. Synopsis: Zachary "Zach" Walters is the ultimate nerd: 22 years old, perpetually unemployed, and perfectly content to spend his days locked in his room, devouring fantasy novels. Living off rent from a shop his late parents left him, Zach believes the world outside is overrated, especially when he has his trusty laptop and an endless supply of energy drinks. But after spending weeks reading Chronicles of the Archmage: Arkanis Ascends, Zach hits his limit. The novel's ending—was shit, the power of friendship nonsense—pushes him into a full-blown rant. He tears into the author with an unhinged, scathing comment in the forums, mocking the novel, the villain's pathetic defeat, and even the author's "beady eyes" for writing something so cringe-worthy even saying he who isn't a author can write better. "You think you're better than me as an author? Better than my protagonist? Let's see how you fare in my world." Suddenly such text appeared. Before he can reply, Zach is yanked into the very fantasy universe he mocked, reincarnated as a disgraced prince banished from his kingdom for sleeping with the king’s concubine. Stripped of his royal status but not his charm, Zach quickly realizes that fighting villains or becoming a hero is overrated. Instead, he decides to focus on the finer things in life: building a perverted waifus harem and indulging in every smutty fantasy he’s ever dreamed of. But in a world of cunning regressors, overpowered plot armour characters, arch mages and scheming nobles, Zach's carefree antics might just land him in hot water—or worse, dead. Can this trash-talking keyboard warrior survive his own delusions, or will he end up as another failed side character in someone else’s story? When fantasy meets debauchery, chaos is sure to follow.

In a world of normalcy, where daily life unfolded as expected, everything changed the day the sun vanished. During an ordinary day in Filgrum, the sun inexplicably disappeared, plunging the world into an endless, unnatural night. Amid the confusion, the hidden horrors of humanity’s neighbors emerged lycanthropes, vampires, and ghouls, creatures who once hid behind human facades, now revealed their true forms. Their goal was the annihilation of humanity, whom they deemed impure. Overwhelmed and defenseless, humanity retreated into bunkers, seeking refuge from the chaos above. In the depths of these shelters, humanity began to rebuild, adapting to their grim reality. Yet survival came at a cost, as factions of bunkers turned on each other in desperate struggles for resources, creating a new world fraught with peril, both from within and without. This story starts forty-five years after the event known as "The Endless Night" with Lucas Pendragon an orphaned boy with no interest in fighting and no friends often being outcasted and bullied but when a natural once a month event known as "The hunt" threw his life of normalcy and bullying onto a completely new path with unnatural events and weird but interesting people. With Lucas's life now in a constant state of motion will he survive the ashes of a ruined world or will everything he built go up in smoke

As the author of this book I should give a fair warning: the first chapters are a scam!! Okay, let me explain. The character that you most likely think is the protagonist, is not the protagonist. Why? Honestly, idk, I just felt like doing it. Makes the story feel more realistic and approachable because every character is worth something. The story follows a male lead, Ju Min-Jung, who at one point in his life was a normal middle-aged man from Korea. He gets transmigrated to a world called Einar as Lychipher Klein in which becoming quote-unquote a "god", is not just possible, but relatively common. Years have gone by in a flash and Lychipher has enjoyed a simple and laid-back life, going by the nickname of Whiskey. The story starts when a contracted guild summons the lovecraftian inspired eldritch entity known as Dietrich, which fragmented itself into several variants born from chosen women. The fragments each have the distinct feature of white hair and can be released when the variant is killed. When all the variants are killed each fragment will be fused allowing Dietrich to form in Einar. This quickly escalates into family feuds, mystery, mystism and the occult. Questions emerge perpetually the instant one is answered, mysterious forces are at work pulling the strings behind closed curtains and fate seems to be the greatest for of all.... What to expect: Firstly is the world of Einar. It's a world entirely fictional so don't try to wrap your head around the timeline because I honestly just smashed several themes that I liked together. Originally, I chose for late 16th century baroque and renaissance, but later I also added elements of the western victorian era, the wild west and more. Now the next thing to expect is probably not something you'll appreciate much, and that is slow pacing. I know, I know —you're probably screaming "whyyy!?". But it's best for the story to play out the way it should, ya' know- instead of rushing it. Besides, going for a mysterious factor demands slow pacing because otherwise the mystery is short-lived.

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

Elyxian Nexus, an ordinary but brilliant inventor, spent centuries bringing peace to a chaotic universe filled with beings possessing extraordinary abilities. Fearing the dark force within him, he ultimately ends his life, only to awaken in a mysterious void. Given a second chance by a powerful entity, Elyxian is reborn in a fantastical realm where he can control his new world and explore other dimensions. Guided by Lumos, an ethereal being in the form of a system, he embraces his fresh start. Unbeknownst to him, his death sets in motion events of cosmic significance, leading to a destiny beyond his wildest imaginings and a path to greatness. --------------------------------------------------------------- Author Note: Due to my studies, I won't be able to follow any release schedule. It means that I won't be able to tell when a new chapter will come out. Will it be 1 day or 1 week or 1 month? Can't tell. But you can rest assured that I won't drop this novel. I will finish it. Join my Discord Server for discussion & other stuff- https://discord.gg/cTDCNc9WAr

[COMPLETED] Aideen Ruan, though a royal princess, was always unwanted due to the circumstances of her birth. Born blind to a hostage concubine, she possessed an intriguing beauty; however, her disability rendered her utterly useless to the royal family. Even when the struggling Count Crueder reluctantly agreed to take Aideen as his wife to secure the royal dowry, her life failed to improve. A year into their marriage, Aideen's inability to produce an heir sealed her fate. The princess was destined for exile to the Temple, consigned to spend the remainder of her days in isolation and abandonment. Contrary to her anticipations, instead of the Temple, Aideen found herself within the cold walls of Duke Tillian Valentine's castle. Duke Valentine, the last scion of the once-revered Valentine family that ruled the Kingdom before the "Fratricide Rebellion", now presided over the desolate Northern lands. Faced with fear and confusion, Aideen expected her life to perpetuate its cycle of misery, only to discover that Duke Valentine might hold the key to a new opportunity, a chance at a life she had never envisioned. "You bewitched my body and soul. Put an intoxicating spell on me, shackled my heart to yours with your magic. If I could exchange my eyesight with you, I would do it just to make you see what a man dying from love looks like."

Kind is tangled in the sticky web of unrequited love-he saw it coming like a train in slow motion. He's the guy watching his crush fawn over someone else, get all starry-eyed over another, and eventually hand out wedding proposals like candy-but to someone else, of course. Wale has long been aware of Kind's feelings for him, and though he is Kind's closest friend of nearly a decade, steadfastly devoted and unwaveringly straight, he nonetheless desires Kind to stand as his best man as he weds his long-time fiancée. Concealing his inner turmoil behind the guise of a smile, Wale shares his vulnerabilities with Kind alone, revealing to his dearest friend what he shields from the world. And now, with futures as clear as a foggy mirror, these two stumble through life's chaotic obstacle course, hoping not to trip on any life lessons or land face-first in heartbreak. Where will fate lead them next? Only time, and maybe a good laugh, will tell!

What would you do if you found yourself trapped in a video game as an NPC with seemingly no hope of returning to the real world? Having grown up without parents, Daisuke finds himself in a perpetual cycle of poverty as he tries to survive in the bottom rung of society. When the world's first VRMMORPG, Sehreneti Online, is released to the public, he decides to take a gamble by borrowing a buttload of money from some shady people to propel his hack-selling side hustle into the big leagues. After nearly getting his leg twisted into a pretzel for failing to pay off his loan on time, Daisuke decides to put his plan, Operation Jupiter, into action. Although a cool-sounding name, he didn't seem to be in Lady Luck's good graces that day. After uploading the code into his capsule and commencing the startup, everything goes haywire, booting his consciousness into the virtual world. When Daisuke comes to, he finds himself as a newborn fresh out the meat oven—and, of course, his circumstances are far from ideal. Apparently, he is still poor, but instead of being an orphan, he is now the son of a prostitute in the slums, with seemingly no connection to the game system or the real world. How will Daisuke overcome this trial, and will he be able to return to the real world? If you enjoy GameLit and LitRPG light novels such as Sword Art Online, Solo Leveling, The Rising of the Shield Hero, and That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, then you'll definitely enjoy this epic tale! --------------------------------------------- Support me by checking out the link below: » Linktree: https://linktr.ee/vaughnrrschneider » Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/VaughnSchneider

Author-san here! Well, you're smart to stop by here. So I won't praise you all anymore. (^_^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly pop your popcorn and read away!  Oh… And don't forget to check out my other books: • I'm The King Of Technology •Help!: I Think My System Is Trying To Kill Me! And, •In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Ps/// THE PACE WILL BE SLOW AT THE BEGINNING TO SET EVERYTHING IN MOTION. But after a while, it will pick up quickly. . . Now, back to the synopsis. Er-Erhmm.. (narrator-voice on) ... In another world called Blue Star, the famous son of wealth, Dorian D. Tian, is thrown into a whirl of unfortunate circumstances, resulting in his death. . His parents had a brutal car accident that left them in a coma, and his uncle had quickly taken over the company,  and seized the company, making sure that he was financially crippled for good. With that, the famous young master struggled desperately. And in the end, he gave in to his despair and depression, leaving the sad, lonely world. The end? Heh... Think again! Because in that brief moment, the lifeless corpse suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a deep calm look. That's right. Another mysterious soul had entered the body. But if one thought this story was just about revenge, then sorry... that wasn't even the half of it! .... The mysterious entity suddenly triggered an exorcist system. And from then on, both humans and even those from the underworld shuddered in fear and despair at the mysterious soul's cruelty. [Humans]: "Demon! Demon! You're definitely a demon!" [Demons]: "Help! Help! The famous demon wants to eat me!" [Evil Spirits]: "You!... Are you the one who is an evil spirit or us? Why the hell did it seem like you're the demonic one instead?" [Ghouls]: "You stay away from me! Stay away from me now, you evil entity!" [Hellhounds]: "Are you sure you're not the son of hades?" The system couldn't help looking at its host in doubt. Its indicators said that its host was indeed mortal. But why did it feel like something was wrong with its host? Dorian lightly chuckled in amusement. He would also like to ask the same question. What exactly was his identity? Well, this would be the biggest mystery of all. But Dorian wasn't in a hurry. Who were his enemies, and who were his allies? Soon, he would find the truth. In the meantime, why not play a little? "Demon! stay back!" "Oooo~~~... I... I want to go back to the underworld where it's safe." "Run for your lives! The demon is here!" …..

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Amelia Reed and Ethan Blake never imagined their lives would intertwine in a marriage neither wanted. While Amelia dreams of freedom and a life of her own design, Ethan’s heart beats for Claire Bennett, his childhood love. Bound by duty to their families, they forge a fragile façade of happiness, hiding the cracks beneath. But their charade begins to crumble when jealousy, betrayal, and an obsessed admirer unravel the delicate balance of their lives. Ethan’s lingering love for Claire pulls him in one direction, while Amelia’s yearning for independence draws her in another. And as secrets come to light, an unrelenting admirer sets events in motion that could shatter their world forever. In a tangled web of love, sacrifice, and impossible choices, Amelia and Ethan must decide: will they fight for their own paths, or will they remain prisoners of a destiny written by others? Dive into a story of passion, heartbreak, and the relentless pursuit of freedom in Twisted Vows, Hidden Desires.

Eunice, a wealthy and powerful widow, was the epitome of success. To the world, she was an ambitious woman, admired and revered for her achievements. But beneath her façade of power and grace lay a dark truth. Behind the scenes, Eunice was far from virtuous—her empire was built on foundations most would not dare to explore. Her carefully constructed life began to crumble when she encountered Mammon, the self-proclaimed First Son of Satan. A seemingly ordinary vase became the catalyst for a life-altering confrontation. Mammon, angered by her audacity to tamper with his artifact, presented Eunice with a sinister punishment: three wishes she must make. But Eunice, ever strong-willed and defiant, refused to bow to the whims of a creature she called a "witch." Their encounters became a battle of wills, her unyielding nature clashing against his overwhelming power. Yet, even the strongest resolve can falter. As Mammon revealed unsettling truths about her past and the people closest to her, Eunice’s world grew increasingly unstable. The most shocking revelation? Her late husband Gabriel—a man she loved deeply—may not have been who she thought. The power she held, her wealth, and her influence, were all pieces of a darker puzzle. Aurora, her seemingly innocent daughter, was not just hers but the child of something far more sinister. When Eunice finally uttered her first wish—"I want my dead lover to return to me"—she unknowingly set events in motion that could tear apart everything she had ever built. “Dead husband?” Mammon sneered, his crimson eyes glinting with dark amusement. “Are you sure that’s what you want, Madam? Do you even know who he truly was?”

Desperate for an heir, the Emperor strikes a dangerous deal with Lokiàn Shén, a 100,000 year old demon. The pact brings him Prince Cheng but also a terrible curse—a shadow that threatens Cheng’s life and the stability of the empire. As the Emperor's health wanes, political vultures circle, and the court is filled with doubts on Cheng's future on the throne. Meiying, a fearless warrior, returns home after years of secret training in the martial world only to find her home in ruins and her family vanished. She unknowingly saves the prince during a deadly ambush and their destinies collided, soon she discovers her own powerful secret; a rare ability to manipulate one's life force, once wielded by protectors of the throne. But her newfound powers are unpredictable, and Cheng’s curse only deepens the chaos surrounding them. As political conspiracies rise and dark forces awaken, Cheng and Meiying must forge an unlikely alliance to save the empire. Can Cheng overcome his curse to claim his destiny? Will Meiying’s quest for vengeance tear them apart—or lead to salvation? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

There are truths I must impart, but know this: the first truth is not the most important. I have been accused, falsely accused, of a crime that defies reason and ravages the mind—a crime that tore asunder the fragile fabric of my existence. A woman, dead. And because of this, all that I built, all that I held dear, now crumbles into the abyss. My mastery of molecular biology, the intricate web of neuroscience, the boundless wonders of genetic engineering—useless. My wealth, once a fortress, is now dust. My home, once a sanctuary, is reduced to hollow stone. Freedom? An illusion shattered in the cold grasp of iron bars and vile whispers. The world I sought to save has rejected me like a parasite, and with it, my own blood turns cold. My wife recoils from me as if from some malignant specter; my mother, once my only haven, curses my name. Those whom I called "friend" stand far beyond the veil, convinced by the diabolical evidence forged against me. Not a single soul lingers in the shadows to vouch for my innocence. But you—you—must understand this: what I am about to reveal far eclipses the first truth. It writhes deeper, darker, within the fabric of existence. It is not merely the truth of my ruin, but something far more profound, more terrible. You, who reads these words, are a fool. Did I murder her? Ah, what a labyrinth of words could be spun to ensnare your simple mind—an endless tide of eloquence cascading upon you like rain upon withering stone. With enough ink, I could carve my innocence into your very soul, and you would believe. Yet, whether the words be truth or falsehood matters little. You, confined to the paltry perspective granted by this page, would believe without question. How can I fault you for this? You are merely the vessel, drinking deeply of whatever draught is placed before you, ignorant of the poison that may lurk within. But are you not a reflection of me? Do I, too, not dwell in the delusions of my own creation, struggling through veils of deceit—deceit that is mine as much as it is the world’s? Am I, like you, not lost in the fog of half-truths and cryptic knowledge? I did kill her. That much is true. But before your frail mind trembles with judgement, consider the madness of this world—where truth and lies are but fleeting shadows, indistinguishable in the pale light of understanding. This act—this single, damnable act—set in motion a chain of horrors, leading to my demise. Yes, I was sentenced to death, but death was not an end. It was only the beginning of this odyssey through realms unspeakable, cast into a world that teems with alien sorceries and unspeakable horrors. Yet, amidst the chaos, regret eludes me. I have plunged too far, plumbed too deep into the wells of forbidden knowledge to be burdened by remorse. My descent is complete, my choices irrevocable. And so, I ask you now—my fellow fools—what is this but the price I pay for the paths I tread? Is this my punishment? Or is it merely the next chapter in an endless nightmare? I tell you no lies, and yet my truths are twisted, writhing like the nameless things that haunt my waking hours. Secrets cling to me like shadows, and now, I lay them bare before you. But the question remains—are you ready to see through the lies?

Judge from Hell Verdict: He is righteous Judge of Righteousness Verdict: Kind-hearted Judge of Kindness Verdict: He is charitable Judge of Charity Verdict: Proceed to the final judge Judge from Heaven Verdict: Defendant should be granted reincarnation And that was how Lurky found himself in his current body, possessing the new name Lukas. Lurky was an acolyte in the only Temple of Light that existed in Old City. As one of the renowned acolytes of the Temple, he was to lead a group of believers on a pilgrimage to Mena, the Pilgrimage Centre of all existing Temples in the Old City. On their way to Mena, something fiery happened. Fire arrows shot out from distant areas; from above in a projectile motion; from sides; targeting the crowd he led. Amidst the crowd, were his dear ones. His mother and sister, but he could save none. Not even the closest believer to him. They all died. And that was how he found himself in this place, an entity he always heard existed. The Afterlife, a place that will determine your everlasting happiness or sorrow. So, he was going to be judged. The final verdict thrust him to life, as a reincarnate in another body, Lukas’ body. But no longer as an acolyte, but a potential Necromancer. Join me to follow Lurky (Lukas) as he wanders the path of this novel with one mission in mind. “Convert souls and resurrect the Temple of Light.”