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It'S Just The Price I Pay

The Price Of Power

The Shadows of Grimstone In the sprawling, perpetually shadowed metropolis of Grimstone, corruption isn't merely a flaw; it's the very bedrock upon which the city stands. What began as a slow, insidious creep has escalated into an undeniable flood, trapping its citizens in a vicious cycle of injustice. Here, even the most well-intentioned fighters often find themselves succumbing to the alluring, corrupting embrace of power. Anya, a disillusioned former city guard haunted by the system's failures and her own bitter experiences, believed she'd left the fight behind. But when a new, particularly brutal wave of corruption directly impacts her, she's pulled back into Grimstone's grimy underbelly. Her path collides with Caspian, a charismatic street artist whose vibrant, defiant murals serve as a beacon of rebellion against the city's oppressive reality. Drawn together by a shared, burning desire for justice, they forge an unlikely alliance, soon joined by two disgraced ex-CID agents,Jaxon and Lena with unparalleled, bitter knowledge of Grimstone's darkest secrets and the rot within its institutions. As Anya and Caspian navigate the city's treacherous, labyrinthine districts, their dangerous fight against the pervasive corruption sparks a fragile, yet persistent, glimmer of hope among Grimstone's downtrodden. Yet, with every hard-won step forward, they confront the chilling truth: Grimstone's corruption isn't just external; it's a pervasive force that threatens to consume everyone, including those closest to them. Their burgeoning romance and ideals will be tested to their very core, forcing them to ask: Can they truly break Grimstone's unyielding cycle, or will its shadows ultimately claim them too?
Levana_23 · 205 Views

Was I Just Cursed To Be The Main Villain?

Ray Sith had always been a quiet observer, stuck in a hospital bed, his body slowly giving in to a terminal illness. His only escape was the novels he devoured—especially one called Chosen to Win. Its protagonist, Leon Werm, was everything Ray was not: strong, free, and full of purpose. The world Leon lived in, a realm of gods, magic, and endless adventures, was something Ray could only dream of. But when Ray dies alone, the life he thought he had ended is far from over. He wakes up in a new world, in the body of the Main Villain of his favorite novel—Michael Von Ashford. The catch? Ray’s soul is now intertwined with Michael’s, and every memory, every dark desire of the villain begins to consume him. Was I Just Cursed To Be The Main villain? Pretty Much Yeah Am I Cooked? I'm Beyond Cooked In this world, everyone undergoes an Awakening Ritual at the age of 17. It’s a grand ceremony where people are chosen by unknown forces to wield incredible power. In exchange for their loyalty, they must complete tasks set by their new benefactors. For Ray, this marks the beginning of a journey he never expected—one where his new life as Michael comes with unimaginable power, but also a dark legacy. With enemies lurking around every corner and a destiny already set in motion, Ray is forced to navigate a world where gods and demons aren't just myths—they’re real. As the world prepares for the coming storm, Ray must decide: Will he embrace the power that now courses through his veins and fulfill the tasks set before him, or will he fight to rewrite his fate before it’s too late? AUTHOR NOTES: Hey Guys I'm Back After A Long Pause Just To Inform Ya All, This Novel Was Created With The Help Of Chat Gpt Because My English And My Skills Aren't Good Enough Just Yet I Created The Story And Pretty Much Everything Myself This Story Was Created By My Wild Ideas I Can Say That There Will Be Gore And Some Dark Things Btw I'm Open To Critism But Enough Of My Yapping Hope Ya All Enjoy Reading This Story Bye
Boringman3 · 1.6K Views

I can set you just right

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta
Samegurl · 22.4K Views

Zarziyan - The Price of Ascension

A boy who has forgotten even his own name, hating humanity and its civilization that reeks of lies, is raised by the ruthless yet honest laws of the forest. For him, life is synonymous with survival; his philosophy is pragmatism, his weapon is raw instinct. This one-man kingdom is shaken by an ancient, moon-white tree he discovers in the heart of the forest. The spiritual fruits it offers promise a chance to "ascend," but the boy's nature is not to trust, but to test. This mistrust culminates in him witnessing the creation of a monstrous abomination (Yaoguai) when he experiments on an innocent animal with the pure, uncontrolled life energy (Qi). Forced to consume the fruit himself to defeat the beast, he is driven to the brink of madness, attaining a flawed yet overwhelming power through a Qi Deviation (Qi Zou Ru Mo). Unable to contain this new, wild power, his body pushes him to create his own hell. Without a master or a technique, guided only by pain and the will to survive, he begins a journey of superhuman Body Cultivation (Tixiū). His ultimate goal is not to accept the ancient tree as a gift, but to uproot it like a prize, to possess the very source of his power. The tree's mental assaults on him reveal fragmented memories of a manor in flames and a sorrowful lullaby, hinting that a personal tragedy lies at the root of his hatred for humanity. His journey takes him to the fringes of civilization, to the Thunderclap Peaks. Here, he chooses the Path of the Rock to tame his power and, in the process, makes his first contact with established Cultivator Sects who become aware of his existence. This encounter transforms him from a mere beast into a strategist who uses pawns for his own gain. "Zarziyan: The Price of Ascension" is not just a story of empowerment, but a saga of a lonely soul searching for his identity, confronting the ghosts of his past, and in the process, transforming from a monster to a king, and perhaps even to a god. It is the tale of a conqueror forging his own path with blood and steel in a world beyond good and evil, where absolute will and power are the only law.
Ziyabeey · 14.3K Views
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