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Do You Even Bench Bro

Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Bro! You wouldn’t believe this! Everything was normal. Me and my bros doing some mining for mana gems for that old sockethole, Somanda like we always do all day, everyday. Me, Fractures, Bonet, Mono-socket, Broadbone and the gang. Then from nowhere, that ungrateful sockethole, Somanda tries to END me! Can you believe that?! I mean, I have told some questionable stories about him caressing my skull affectionately and deeming me his prized undead, but no need to axe a skeleton for something like that, right? RIGHT?! I managed to escape through one of the most convenient and contrived get-aways in all of undead history, even managing to pull a bony one on the Lich bastard by stealing two of his seemingly important possessions which I find out later to be better than I thought they’d be! From there it’s a just a SPIRAL of boneshit left and right! I can’t catch a break! What’s with this atrocious luck, bro?! A voice speaks to me about how I have qualified for something about a something that’s supposedly something’s something! Then I find myself in a new world that reeks of life and gives my bones a disgusted rattle. Powerful beasts and men are at every turn, all lining up to be a huge pain in my PELVIS! GAAAAH! Jeez this is happening too fast! However, even while I’m in the thick of this, the one saving grace is that I got something worth while! A new path of power! I can NOT be an undead! I can be something better than both the Living and the Dead! Immune to the antics from both sides. Well... most of them! I’m no longer on the path for Undeath! Only Lifelessness awaits me! I’m the one who transcends reality in this tale! I am... SKULLIUS! And I’m not an UNDEAD! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]
Shade_Arjuun · 2.2M Views

The Evening Moon

Kurosawa Katsuki, a high schooler with a fierce, predator-like gaze, plays the role of the kind enforcer in a gang by day, while enduring abuse at the hands of his father, Masarai, a bitter, former star fighter, by night. Despite the gang's bullying, Katsuki secretly tries to soften their impact. A diligent student with a sharp intellect, he dreams of escaping his father’s grip by attending college far away. Yuzuki, a brave classmate who isn’t intimidated by his fearsome gaze, soon notices the kindness hidden beneath Katsuki’s tough exterior. As she learns about his troubled home life, she begins to support him in small ways, even discovering he works at a convenience store to save money. As their bond deepens, Katsuki’s painful past and future ambitions collide, forcing both him and Yuzuki to confront the harsh realities of his life. Will Katsuki be able to endure the pain and suffering until college, or is he doomed to repeat the same miserable fate as his father? This one-shot story about tragedy, bittersweet, and coming-of-age is about to begin! Warning: This story contains graphic content, including depictions of domestic violence, sexual assault, suicide, and dark strategies. It is intended for mature audiences and is not suitable for the faint of heart. The narrative explores disturbing themes and the psychological toll of trauma and survival. Please proceed with caution! Treat! Here's the visualisation for the one-shot: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Jh0pDrKy-S_wm1MDB1F8RQXzvJ22UI-J?usp=drive_link
Joeing_25 · 495 Views

You Really Do Have Beautiful Eyes

In some worlds, magic is a mere fantasy—where humans live without powers. In others, like mine, magic is an undeniable reality. But in my world, there's a twist: only males are supposed to have magic. That is, until I was born. In the kingdom of Dalatine, each newborn's eyes reveal their magical ability and their allegiance to a church—grey for wind, blue for water, hazel for earth, red for fire, yellow for light, and black for dark. But my eyes are golden, a colour no one has ever seen before. And with that, my fate was sealed. Feared of my very existence and hated for my gender, I was locked away in my family's mansion for fifteen years, a prisoner within an unbreakable barrier. The barrier not only kept me from the world—it suppressed my magic and cloaked my true appearance from those who cared for me. Until one fateful day, a stranger with fiery red eyes saw through the illusion. “You really do have beautiful eyes,” he said, shattering the silence of my life. That moment set me free—free from the mansion, free from the illusion. For the first time, I could step into the world I’d dreamed of: the Magic Academy. But reality is far more dangerous than dreams. With enemies lurking in the shadows and my very existence a threat to the kingdom, I must uncover the truth about my power—and about who I truly am—before it's too late. The question is, can I survive long enough to unravel the tangled web of secrets, lies, and deadly conspiracies?
Celia_X · 5.1K Views

"Oops... I Do!"

Lila Harper is an heiress with a plan: marry Ethan Grey, the perfectly polished billionaire, and save her family’s crumbling company. It’s not about love—it’s a strategic partnership, the kind of union her parents approve of and the tabloids eat up. But when Lila arrives at the courthouse for her low-key, no-frills wedding, fate has other plans. Enter Jackson Carter, a devilishly handsome troublemaker who’s in the wrong place at the wrong time—or maybe the right one, depending on who you ask. Thanks to a clerical mix-up and Jackson’s impulsive charm, Lila accidentally says “I do” to the wrong man. Now married to a stranger with a scandalous reputation, Lila finds her life spiraling into chaos. The tabloids are having a field day, her mother is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and her furious ex-almost-fiancé, Ethan, is determined to win her back—or ruin her new “husband.” But Jackson? He’s loving every second of it. With his wicked sense of humor and surprising loyalty, he’s the one person who refuses to let Lila’s perfect life stay perfectly boring. As sparks fly between Lila and Jackson, their fake marriage starts to feel a little too real. But when Ethan escalates his schemes to destroy Jackson, Lila must decide: does she stick to the safe, controlled life she’s always known—or take a risk on the wild card she never saw coming? “Oops... I Do!” is a fast-paced romantic comedy filled with witty banter, unexpected twists, and the kind of chemistry that can’t be planned—even when everything else is.
Zimny_Hana · 4K Views

DO YOU LOVE ME, RAY?

SYNOPSIS #MATURED #R18 # ROMANCE #WEREWOLF "Tell me what you really want from me Ray, what your cold ass heart really wants.. I'm sick and tired of playing this bipolar game with you for fucks sake!!.. Tell me do you want me or not??!! Do you hate me?.Do you see me as one of your numerous chicks you just can't seem to get out of your life?? or do you love me Ray??" she scolded with ferocious anger lacing her face. "Yes Anna!!" he shouted with tears clouding his blue eyes.." Fuck!!".. He went towards her half running, pulled her close and kissed her senseless with one hand already beneath her butt raising her higher so neither of them would stretch much........ ................................... Moving out of her not so tiny but small town to the bustling city of New York ,Annabeth had huge dreams and her plans were simple.. Move in with her childhood friend she hadn't seen in flesh for 5years for the meantime, get a job at a bar or something while she applies for a better job. There was no way in hell that she wasn't gonna land a very pretty job in NYC with her perfect degree in business administration... until she met Raymond Brooks..CEO and Major Shareholder of Brooks.co.who happens to be her boss's boss's boss at her workplace. Raymond and Annabeth had a very workable relationship between them until other things came in... **PLEASE NOTE** This book will contain some colorful words, slangs and scenes. Please be advised Enjoy All rights reserved
LeeCooper0011 · 27.5K Views

Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 34.8K Views
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