Drift Taxi Legs Open

"I won't lose you," Rowan whispered against his skin. "Not to Kael… not to fate." He bit down on Elias's nipple, and Elias moaned hard. "You belong to me," he added, then lifted Elias into his arms. Elias responded simultaneously, wrapping his legs around Rowan's torso. Their eyes, filled with desire, stared down at each other. Rowan carried Elias to the bed, and as Elias's back touched the soft mattress, Elias did not hold back… He opened up, welcoming the prince with open arms and legs.

A youth who obtained a life simulator, with the help of the simulator, began his journey as a mundane martial artist and reached the pinnacle, explored immortality, pursued godliness, opening up a path for all beings, and finally became a founder of the Great Tao.【Fifty in the Great Tao, Forty-Nine Heavenly Paths, one escapes! Therefore, all things in the world have a thread of life!】 At sixteen: You broke through to a Ninth-grade Martial Artist, thus deterring all ill-intentioned enemies. At two hundred: You shattered the confines of heaven and earth, unlocked your Divine Hidden body, and certified the Path of Human Immortal. At three hundred: You comprehended the natural world, and certified the Heavenly Immortal Way. At seven hundred and eighty-six: You validated Immortal Path five times, ascended to heaven in one step, and certified the position of Dao Monarch. ... After countless simulations,【You paved the Immortal Path for all beings and were revered as the founder of the Great Tao.】

Possessing Divine Skill defying the Heavenly Gods, equipped with unmatched medical expertise. Under the name of Martial God, guarding the world. In this colorful city, create the supreme legend.

His tendons severed in his hands and feet, he fused with the memories of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong, in a moment of utter despair. From then on, he defied the heavens and rose powerfully, unstoppable once he began.

In a city humming with secrets and saxophones, two women drift toward the same smoky stage-one chasing escape, the other chasing survival. Beneath dim lights and over spilled gin, the night bends for no one. But when a voice unlike any other slices through the haze, everything stills. Glances linger. Time forgets itself. Whispers follow in the dark, but not all of them come from the mouths of men. Some stories are sung. Others are stolen. And some-some only begin when the music starts. Chapter updates every other 2-3 weeks.

Two distant souls. One casual wave. A thousand almosts. In a world where glances linger longer than words, and silence speaks louder than promises, two people begin to drift closer—never quite colliding, never quite letting go. What starts as a gesture becomes a rhythm, and what was never supposed to mean anything slowly begins to mean everything. This is a story of slow-burning closeness, unspoken feelings, fractured friendships, and the dangerous beauty of being seen too deeply. Some love stories are loud. This one hums in the spaces between.

When six university students investigate an abandoned building rumored to be haunted, their curiosity turns to terror. One by one, they are abducted by powerful spirits—a monstrous green giant, a flying red demon, and a terrifying pocong that phases through walls. Raka, one of the students, is left injured and alone… until he’s saved by a ghost herself—a crawling nurse spirit with no legs and a long, eerie tongue. His strange rescuer brings him to an old man known as Petapa Sukma, a legendary Ghost Hunter who opens Raka’s eyes to a secret world where humans battle, bind, and evolve through contracts with spirits. Determined to rescue his friends, Raka begins his journey to become a Ghost Hunter. He learns to awaken his Inner Eye, channel Spirit Energy, and open Gates to the Other Realm. His first companion? The same ghost nurse who once scared him half to death... and now heals his wounds in disturbingly intimate ways.

In a cosmos teetering on the brink of total collapse, the boundaries between dimensions begin to dissolve, triggering an apocalyptic convergence—a second Big Bang that threatens to annihilate all existence. As countless universes collapse and coalesce into a chaotic singularity, the fundamental laws of reality twist and shatter. Amidst this unprecedented dimensional drift, a lone figure emerges: Ren Ishida, a reluctant yet uniquely gifted explorer capable of traversing fragmented realities. Tasked with uncovering the root cause of the multiversal merge, Ren must navigate warped timelines, decaying worlds, and echoing versions of himself to prevent the final detonation of reality itself. Dimensional Drift: The Sacrifice Journey is a science-fantasy epic of existential stakes, identity unraveling, and the haunting cost of salvation—where one man's journey through collapsing dimensions may be the only hope to prevent the rebirth of oblivion.

In this world spirits roam free and have caused chaos for humanity as humanity is at its last legs and a god threatens to attack will Jack and his friends be able to survive the gods attack.

"The wound is the place where the Light enters you." - Rumi This isn't a story about love in the way people usually mean it. It's not about a grand romance, or the kind that ends in fireworks or heartbreak. It's about a quieter kind of love-the kind that settles deep inside you and stays, long after the people who lit it have gone. It doesn't demand anything. It just lives on in silence. In the pages of old books. In half-remembered voices. In the things they once loved-and now you do too, simply because they did. For me, that thing was Rumi. I never tried to understand his poetry, not really. Most of the time, I still don't. But his words became a way back to them. A way to stay close to what I'd lost. A thread I could hold when there was nothing else left to hold onto. This book is a collection of moments. Quiet, drifting thoughts. Half-formed confessions I never said out loud. It doesn't follow a timeline. It doesn't follow structure. Like love, it just moves the way it wants to. Wandering, circling, returning. Maybe somewhere in these pages, you'll find something that echoes the way your heart once broke open. Maybe you've loved like this too.

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Oxford, 1893. She’s the chaos he never planned for. He’s the silence she can’t quite break. When sharp-tongued student Iris Evelyn collides with cold, brilliant lecturer Edward Ashcroft, sparks don’t fly—they simmer. In whispered arguments. Glances across bookshelves. Letters never sent. Between debates and unspoken feelings, they orbit each other—too close to stay untouched, too distant to name what’s growing between them. But in a place like Oxford, love isn't a possibility. It's a liability. And the closer they get, the more it threatens to destroy them both. A slow-burn academic romance with razor-sharp banter, quiet heartbreak, and two people who were never supposed to feel this much.

Heir to a forgotten name, Lucretia walks through the ruins of a drifting world. When thunder echoes beyond the sealed mountains, she sets forth in search of meaning—and perhaps redemption—guided only by the omen of the storm that sleeps within her.

[ WARNING: EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT ] "If I see you again, I'll ravish your body while you bleed, Prince!" Rosina, a woman haunted by a dark past, developed a dangerous obsession that led to a trail of blood and corpses. A predator that liked to enjoy her prey before taking their lives. She has always despised the idea of having a mate until she was compelled to attend the annual mating season. Harboring a deep desire for freedom, she detested any association with royalty. During the mating event, she encountered a mysterious man wearing a blood-red mask. Draco was portrayed as a carefree Third Prince who sought only amusement and avoided the responsibilities that came with the crown. However, his encounter with Rosina ignited a change within him. He realizes that in order to win her hand in marriage, he must become a King. That transformation set Draco on a path of self-discovery and growth as he strived to prove himself worthy of Rosina's love. Would their encounter change their fate or push them to ruin? _____ Volume 2: "My duty is to find a nobleman to lead my Pack, but you conquered my heart, commoner." Felissa was responsible for searching for a mate worthy of status and fulfilling her duty as the only daughter of an Alpha, which led her to revolve her life to become a perfect future Luna of the Midnight pack. She was known as gentle as a fragile flower, or so they thought. Behind her cheerful smile hid the darkness that wanted to ascend and take over her body. A personality born due to the use of magic. As Felissa hunted for a noble mate to satisfy her parents. She met a commoner with two identities. Vicenzo was a man living different lives to keep his mother safe from the abusive Pack. He was willing to sacrifice the mate bond to destroy the New Monarch as his task, but his heart slowly broke apart and yearned for his mate's touch. Would they prioritize their duty or give in to what their body desired?" _____ Volume 3: "I will accept you despite everything you have done, my dearest." Gastone lived in the human world as his punishment but was called back to the Werewolf realm by Rosina to find his mate. He didn't want one because of his living situation and pride as a fallen Prince. Along the way, he saved a troubled woman named Lucia and brought her to the realm after begging him to save her. That caused problems since Werewolves were myths to humans. With the help of Draco, Gastone and Lucia settled in a secluded place temporarily for security. Lucia had escaped from the Orphanage that worked in the black market. She aimed to stop its business to save many girl's lives but failed after years of planning. After meeting Gastone, she intended to use him to her advantage since she needed milk to survive the curse. Would their love blossom after finding great differences between their races? __ [ WPC #301 - Gold Place Winner!!! ] . . Official Commissioned Cover. __ Contact me: IG: mona_milku Discord: https://discord.gg/XqbVZffGbv __

A girl named Mia she is a lovely girl with a rich background that walks freely under the light of the sun. A man named Jake an assassin who walks to a dark street in the night without the moon restlessly. Due to an incident in the past, these two people that should not have crossed each other’s paths were played by the fate. Will these two star-crossed lovers break down the walls that separates them, or will they allow themselves to drift along and let nature takes its course? Are they destined to be together?

After a personal tragedy forces him to leave his career behind, a former detective now drives a taxi to live a quiet and anonymous life. But when a mysterious case crosses his path, his sharp instincts and relentless pursuit of the truth pull him back into the shadows of crime. As he unravels complex secrets hidden beneath ordinary facades, he discovers that nothing is truly as simple as it seems–and that he has to carefully look for Subtle Signs to reveal the dark truth. -------------------------------- This is my first time writing a Novel myself, so please bear with me. I'm open to every type of critique and hope you will support me throughout this journey. *The cover was made by AI *Any kinds of similarities to other novels are not on purpose, I try to stay as original as possible

A demon king, a beacon of hope for humanity, that is who Daril was. As the final key to elevate to a higher world, Earth becomes a battleground to the angels and demons. To survive, humanity must choose a side. After leading the human race to cooperate with the demons, the human Daril Dagonet is betrayed and his body is destroyed by his closest comrade Ezekiel Gavi. For countless years, Daril’s soul drifted in a void, living out the torment and withstanding insanity. Eventually, Daril opens his eyes to find that he has travelled back in time to before the invasion, and in the body of… Ezekiel? Update every week.

*I just wanted to run a café... not fight monsters in dungeons...* An office worker quits her job and opens a café, but things take an unexpected turn when there turns out to be a dungeon underneath it! Or when she awakens. Or somehow survives an S-rank dungeon. Despite awakening, she's still set on opening her café and running it peacefully. But why does she keep getting dragged into these tragedies?! And why are the S-rankers suddenly so interested in her?!

The first thing they heard was Rachel’s scream. Then came the silence. Dorm 6A has rules. Unwritten ones. Whispers in the walls, shadows that move when no one’s looking, and names that should never be spoken — especially hers. Rachel vanished. No blood. No body. Just the sound of her voice… still screaming. Now Clara and her friends are trapped in the dorm the school swore was safe. The gates are locked. The teachers are lying. And someone — or something — is waking beneath the floorboards. The Third Drift has begun. "One must speak. One must bleed. One must vanish." Welcome to Dorm 6A. And whatever you do — don’t say her name. The first thing they heard was Rachel’s scream. Then came the silence. Dorm 6A has rules. Unwritten ones. Whispers in the walls, shadows that move when no one’s looking, and names that should never be spoken — especially hers. Rachel vanished. No blood. No body. Just the sound of her voice… still screaming. Now Clara and her friends are trapped in the dorm the school swore was safe. The gates are locked. The teachers are lying. And someone — or something — is waking beneath the floorboards. The Third Drift has begun. "One must speak. One must bleed. One must vanish." Welcome to Dorm 6A. And whatever you do — don’t say her name.

Kanai Akane was a 25 years old employed lady, she had no regrets nor worries, she was loved by many, and lived her life to the fullest making manga as her side job along side her boyfriend. Her life is what you would call to be a perfectly peaceful life. She was contented for all the blessings she had receive. But after an accident her perfect life ended just like that. But as lucky as she can get, she had once more opened her eyes to the world. However, something was strange, short chubby arms and legs? soft and fluffy blond hair? frilly dresses? a child? moreover a princess?! not just any princess but the first princess?!

Check out my other books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?

After waking up impaled on a battlefield with someone else’s memories flooding his mind, a man realizes he's been transported into a new body—and a new world—where survival is anything but guaranteed.

Enzo Moretti lives for football. A high school striker with raw talent and relentless drive, he pours everything into leading his team to glory. But when Volt High crashes out of the semi-finals—despite his heroic two-goal performance—Enzo is left questioning everything. He was the only one who believed. The only one who fought like it mattered. Crushed by the loss and isolated by the complacency of his teammates, Enzo returns home ready to bury his dreams… until a mysterious letter arrives. No postage. No explanation. Just an invitation from a secretive organization known only as the STRIKE Initiative. Their mission? To forge the deadliest strikers the world has ever seen. Thrust into an unforgiving world of elite competitors, brutal training, and shadowy mentors, Enzo must confront his limits, his demons, and the question that haunts him most: does he have what it takes to rise—not just as a player, but as a legend? Strike is a high-octane coming-of-age sports thriller about passion, perseverance, and the price of greatness. For fans of Blue Lock, Haikyuu!!,and Goal!, this is the beginning of a journey that turns dreams into weapons—and strikers into monsters. ---

A 20-year-old no life gets a second chance to play basketball after having his legs crippled, he is sent back in time to when he was 10 with 5 abilities and a system, his goal? To become a Basketball God! (2 of the abilities are inspired by the novel "I can't miss!")

Riku Arata was your average overworked high school student—until he died in a tragic convenience store accident involving a truck and limited-edition Pocky. He wakes up in a new world as Richter von Eldegrast, a demon prince fated to be the final boss in an epic fantasy tale. The problem? He has zero interest in world domination, magical duels, or evil plots. His dream now? To open a cozy café and serve the perfect cappuccino. But escaping fate isn’t so easy. The elite magic academy thinks he’s plotting something dark. The Hero is his classmate and wants answers. His demon butler keeps handing him assassination plans. And the princess he’s destined to betray? She’s… oddly supportive? Armed with coffee beans, charm, and a refusal to be evil, Richter sets out to brew peace one cup at a time. But when fate keeps trying to drag him back into the villain role, can he still protect the café life he’s brewing?

Across countless collapsing realms, whispers drift like ash on cosmic winds. They speak of a group—unknown in origin, unmatched in impact. Some call them saviors. Others, myths born of desperation. None truly know who they are... or where they came from. No kingdom summoned them. No prophecy foretold them. Yet when worlds tremble and laws unravel, they appear—silent, swift, scattered across timelines. What binds them isn’t fate. It isn’t magic. It’s a single thread— A blinking cursor on an old, forgotten interface. A message sent across worlds: [User has joined the chat.] And so, it began. Not with a hero. Not with a battle. But with a connection.

The world of Arithea, a realm surrounded by the ominous Dark Sea. This sea is feared by all, as those who venture too far are claimed by its shadowy depths. Some believe that the gods forgotten their world that's why the Dark Sea is spreading. This sea created the being called lost sailors, forever bound to the Dark Sea. They drift aimlessly, caught between life and death, twisted by the ocean's dark power, haunting anyone who dares to navigate its perilous waters. -Inspired by the Game Arcane Odyssey