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The Artful Match

Brielle is one of the few female hunters at the association. Dealing with useless trainees every six months, she has a low tolerance for bullshit. She no longer believes in love, and nothing will change her mind after what happened to her. She believes that the only thing she can love and trust is her job, where she helps protect the defenceless by killing those who use their abilities to get everything they want. Hunting is a thrill that she enjoys more than life itself. Having a minimalist life, the only thing at home she cherishes is her painting. A vampire that refuses to choose a partner for his sister. Ketan will do anything to protect his loved ones, even kill those that threaten his livelihood. Usually, he is calm, gentle, and collected. He stays hidden away from everyone when he does not want anything to do with individuals until the day he is captured and locked away in a dungeon. After that moment, his life changed for good. Cursing the blood that he drinks, Ketan fights against the pull of drinking more blood from the person that donated the blood. An Excerpt from the book: Brielle throws her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I did not know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiled and accepted her hug. “I am sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew that this was going to happen and be as painful as it was.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think that you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You will not be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Pushing her away before losing control. Ketan moves away from her weakly. “Stay back. I am not in control of myself right now. You should not even be here right now. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds his hand out to stop her from coming closer to him. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago; now you are you pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you.” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you. I am not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I will harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It is a deadly thing to tempt fate once again.” Brielle continues to walk into the deep dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I have trusted others. I know that you will not kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other in her hair, pulling off the right exposing her neck. Slowly he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts to drink her blood deeply, but as he drank, he slowly stopped and lifted his face up, crying while holding Brielle against his body crying. Blood leaking from the bite marks while some drips down his chin. Her body was being held up by Ketan, and her eyes were now closed. Her body seemed lifeless in his arms. She started to slide forward as a deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess style in his lap, rocking back and forth. Crying fresh tears.
Shirokitsune · 194K Views

The Art of Control and Manipulation

In the shadows of the ancient Vast Forest, where whispers of power and temptation weave through the trees, two souls—Veer and Zara—find themselves on a journey that will test the limits of desire, control, and the very fabric of their reality. Nestled in the heart of Uttarakhand, Rudrapur is a bustling city where the allure of the affluent Upper Districts, the ambition of the working-class Middle Districts, and the untamed mystique of the Lower Districts collide. At the city's edge, the Vast Forest looms—a place of mystery, legend, and dark enchantment. As tales of strange creatures and supernatural forces swirl in the air, Veer, a young man born into a family of wealth and influence, feels a powerful pull toward the forest's depths. Beneath the surface of his perfect life, something stirs—something that calls him into the darkness. In this world, where power is not only measured in wealth but in manipulation, Veer is about to confront his greatest challenge yet: Zara. Beautiful, enigmatic, and impossibly alluring, Zara is no ordinary human. Her mesmerizing presence hides a deadly secret—she possesses the ability to manipulate emotions and desires with a mere glance or touch. Her seduction is more than physical; it's a dangerous game of control, where every action she takes serves a deeper, more calculated purpose. But Zara is not alone. Her mentor, the mysterious and powerful Seraphina—a humanoid creature with her own agenda—has taught her the art of seduction and manipulation, making Zara a force to be reckoned with. As Veer delves deeper into the secrets of his family, the forest, and his own heart, he becomes entwined in a web of love, lust, and power. Zara, both a guide and a manipulator, leads him through the tangled emotions of their relationship, pushing him to question his own desires and motivations. In a world where every action has consequences, Veer must decide whether to embrace or resist the seductive power Zara holds over him, while navigating the treacherous world of his family’s business, secrets, and betrayals. Amidst the raw beauty of the forest, the intrigue of Rudrapur's elite, and the looming threat of the supernatural, Veer will be forced to make choices that will shape his destiny. Will he succumb to the temptation of power, or will he rise above the manipulative forces pulling at his heart? In this game of seduction and control, every decision matters. And in the battle for power, only the strongest will survive.
Danish_Ahmad_Khan · 7.5K Views

Where Spider Lilies Bloom

"Have you heard of the legend?" A granny starts with her grandchild in her lap Once upon a time in a land enveloped by snow,a land unvisited by the sun where even a fraction of fire could not exist There lived a tyrant A ghost king,who emerged victorious from fighting over thousands and thousands of ghosts in one go And on the day the divine heaven regarded as the one day the sun shines the brightest,what should've been bright and warm,became dark and cold,for it is also that day that the tyrant emerged victorious claiming the title Ghost king,the 5th of the heavenly calamity,the heaven shook for 6 incense time that day "What does the ghost king look like granny?"the grandchild ask innocence burning in his eyes as it sparkled,so his grandmother says They say he is like ice,skin so pale he looked like a dead body pulled from the depth of ocean,hair frosty white that almost came down to hide his eyes,and his eyes......one look at his eyes and you accept you fate,for his eyes screamed death,a sorrowful mourn of the dead,as if his eyes contains death itself Oh!and people says he has holes on his face too "Really granny? that's not true right?" "Who knows?but it's time for you to go to bed now,or else he will come"His granny tickles his toes, giggle bursting out "B-but granny, you've never told me his name" No one knows his name actually,but since his story came and reached the farthest of land,he was known to be called "Graceful white death",for the chilling breeze and the freezing cold announced his presence, And it is said even the sun would freeze in fear of him
Bbitterbread · 12K Views

Stacy: The vampire

In some distant place, something terrible happens, A Young girl with just fifteen-year-old, who was missing for twenty Years, reappears with the same looks that she had when disappeared. The case seems simple, the story was that she was held captive without sun, fresh air, or proper food, therefore her body didn’t evolve but the truth was darker and more supernatural, and all of that comes to light When the daughter of the mayor of the same city, also disappears, just after her fifteenth birthday. Stacy was noticeably young, when she was discovered by a lookout that lived in an orphanage, and soon after she was discovered, she was adopted by a high society American woman, who made sure to expose her daughter as often as she possibly could. Her baptism name was Ana, but it was changed in the adoption and the career ascension. On her tenth birthday, she was one of the most well-paid kids’ models, earning even more than some adults. Her face was so pretty that seems to be made by computers graphics, there was no one who doesn’t desire be like her, the little girls from all over the country aspire to be like her, to have what she had. But the Stacy life was never perfect, on the contrary, often she thinks about suicide, but that was a though she escapes from it, whenever she could at least. Many people said that she wasn’t going to be beautiful forever, but when she was fourteen, she became even prettier although it seems impossible, given that she was already very gorgeous. The Search for emancipation of the foster mom, takes the security of Stacy away, she received messages twenty-four seven, they said that even her stepfather that had molested her when she as ten, was on to her, and her money. For some people, like her agent, booker and boyfriend, the emancipation was going to be very profitable, but for her mother, the former and the present stepfather, the emancipation wasn’t going to be a good thing. Everybody knew back then what was happening, the court fights, the rumors about she was involving herself with drugs and about the threads. But the apex was When she had a contract with a billionaire and a Romanian businessman and then, two days after her fifteen birthdays, she disappeared in the simplest possible way, without a leaving any traces behind. It was said that she had run away with a secret lover, or perhaps with the billionaire. Other people would say that the adoptive mother had killed her, with help from her stepfather. For the cops, the ex-stepfather had kidnapped her, that because he disappeared months later. A lot of theories was formulated, but none had been proved. The fortune of Stacy had been frozen and never been touched until the day that a reclaim was maid, by a supposed son of the missing model, as if it was not enough, images of herself was send to the police, and they had taken all as a bad joke. A story full of horror, mystery, thriller, vengeance, And hope.
Romanovic · 6.6K Views

I Shall Perverse The Heavens

**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 new world." Suddenly such text appeared. Before he can reply, Zach is yanked into a very similar 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 heroes, 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.
Daoistf7YZbm · 12.2K Views

Art in Apocalypse World

A psychopathic painter grew up learning how to become the best painter in the world. His deadly painting skill earned him the title "Twisted Painter". However, one day, his eyes fell on the princess of a country whom he regarded as the best painting material. Unexpectedly, he also succeeded in his painting and modified the princess into living art, displaying his treasure of the century in public to showcase his talent. What would be the result of his action? His notoriety, which was famous all over the world, became even more widespread and his tale filled the hearts of children with fear, even in the daytime. But death doesn't show mercy on anyone, whether he is the world's best twisted painter. Death knocked on his door. ...... It seems that some big entity wanted him to spread his horrifying deed and his living painting, so he was transmigrated into the Apocalypse world. Licking his lips with a flushed face, his smile stretched from ear to ear. "There is a lot of painting material in this world." "Hahahahhh!" "Now there is no one in this lawless world to restrict me from showing my living painting." From this day, a myth spread in the apocalypse world, "It's better to die by zombies than...." "Shh! Don't mention his name or he will ...." How much mess did he create to fill the world with fear just by his name? Excerpt: "We learned to humiliate others. We learned to show off. We learned to display our superiority. But we forget that we are human. We are prone to making mistakes. So is my art. But don't worry." Pointing his finger toward the man, he slurred while saliva drooling, "With your combination, my art will reach a whole another level," while his face flushed during the whole conversation.
Omnin · 5.9K Views
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