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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] The Emperor’s runaway brides have formed a rebel group of scantily clad beauties trained in honey trap techniques. Delphi Chastain is their leader, a fiery beauty with a big axe to grind and a dream of freedom she’s willing to die for. EXTRACT: “Kiss me baby?” she said in her best babydoll voice. He didn’t have to be asked twice. Niko pinned her arms above her head and kissed her roughly with all of the force of the desire he was feeling. Three, two, one! she counted in her head. She bit his lip at the same time as she brought her knee up as hard as she could and kneed the man in the groin. “Ooaah,” he moaned. He fell sideways off her, clutching his balls. She leapt to her feet and sprinted off, picking up her belongings on the way past. “Thanks for saving me baby,” she called cheerily at him as she ran away. “Sorry about the crown jewels, but I’m not going back to the palace, so I don’t need them.” Post-WW3 there’s just the Island, and it’s ruled by the Emperor. It’s back to the good old days of polygamy and keeping women covered and chaperoned. The Emperor has raised Delphi and seven other gorgeous girls in the palace to join his harem, training and surgically enhancing them, like treats in a fantasy smorgasbord. But the girls escape and sail off the Island to the uninhabited Mainland, now overrun by mutant tubiàn beasts created as weapons during the War. Hot on their tails are the Emperor’s Honour Guard. Delphi leads the Girls over, under (^_-), and through the enemy, as they battle and tame beasts and men in their struggle to build an army to take down the Empire. Can the girls survive on their own on the Mainland and build a rebel army? Are there any trustworthy men, or are they all the same? Can the Guards resist the charms of the warrior girls? Do they want to? #enemiestolovers #sexywarrior #r18 #smut #post-apocalypse #war #action #fastpaced #scifi #betrayal #revenge #beast taming #battleofthesexes

In a world where reality morphs into a waking nightmare, a young man is torn from modern comforts and thrust into a perilous, shadowy realm. He awakens in ancient ruins within a forest filled with living plants that appear to watch him. Clad in unfamiliar Victorian clothing and with no memory of his arrival, he faces a desperate struggle for survival against grotesque, otherworldly monsters. A terrifying encounter forces him to flee, leading him to a mysterious pillar among the ruins. Unlike anything else in this eerie place, the pillar seems to ward off the horrors lurking around. In search of answers, he touches it, triggering a series of events that shatter his grasp on reality. He is instantly transported to a vast battlefield strewn with colossal gates and shattered mountains—a testament to an ancient war between unimaginable forces. The ruins bear cryptic symbols offering glimpses of forbidden knowledge. Driven by curiosity, he pushes against the gates, only to endure excruciating pain as he nears death, before being pulled into a chasm of darkness. Yet, death spares him. He awakens in a tranquil, otherworldly void, surrounded by luminous pillars of light beneath an infinite cosmos. His broken body is miraculously healed, drawing him toward an awe-inspiring throne. Compelled by an unseen force, he sits, and in that instant, the stars, galaxies, and secrets of the universe flood into him, unlocking a power that could shape his destiny in unimaginable ways. As he struggles to understand his newfound strength, questions arise: What is this strange realm? Who, or what, brought him here? With each revelation, he delves deeper into the mysteries of this enigmatic world. Are the horrors he faces mere fragments of a greater truth? Or is he the key to a conflict older and grander than he can fathom? One thing is clear: this is no ordinary survival journey. It is a narrative of power, gods, and the fragile balance of worlds—where the truths he seeks might cost him everything he cherishes.

When a mysterious box appears in his antique shop, Zane's ordinary life shatters—literally—as a leather-clad stranger crashes through his window to steal it. But the theft is only the beginning. Now demons stalk the streets of Asgard, all hunting for Zane, and the box's secrets. His sole protection? Blaine, the irritable thief himself, who turns out to be a fallen angel's son cursed with uncontrollable wrath. Now Zane's quiet life spirals into chaos as he's forced to trust Blaine. Together, they race to find out the box's secrets before the demons hunting them can claim it. But Zane is drawn deeper into Blaine's world , he realizes the bigger danger might be falling for someone who has sworn never to love. The box holds a power that could tip the balance between Heaven and Hell. And Zane's ordinary life isn't the only thing at stake anymore.

Kaliethe is a boy that was born in a world where people had powers called "Blessings". The Blessings gave them extraordinary abilities which normal people could not replicate. People with Blessings could create flames, water or air and etc. Kaliethe came from a clan of Phoenix-like people known as The Ashenflame. As so, he was blessed with the ability of a phoenix, granting him the abilities of flames and regeneration. However, after he was born, a entity cloaked and cladded with darkness whispered into his heart, bounding his soul and making him unable to reach his full potential. As a result, his clan abandoned him on a island, hoping so that the powerless members of the clan can't bring weak offspring which could tarnish the clan's reputation. How will he survive in a world where danger lurks everywhere on his own with no guidance to help him grow stronger?

A man cladded in a black rode walked up the mountain to finally meet his nemesis the guardian ancestors which is ironically led by his great grandmother,he looked back and all he could see where people he had already slaughtered he sighed" maybe I shouldn't have been born anyway" as if getting back to his senses he roared "I don't care,I make decisions and I don't regret them " his voice echoing through vast space that was filled with bodies,every step he took he remembered his losses all of them weighing heavily on him he paused then looked up and behold they where there waiting patiently for him he could smell their helplessness but that wasn't going to stop him from destroying them.on the largest mountain in the universe they stood waiting for him guardian ancestors of clans, sects and factions this people where literally gods but they couldn't help but swallow heavily,the nearer the harbinger of destruction came,the funniest thing is that they knew they couldn't beg,many of them actually wished he could spare them but they also "understood" he couldn't.Their leader the guardian ancestor of the clans sighed and spoke"Here he his everyone,my great grandson the one that has been destined to destroy and put an end to us finally,I hate to break it to you I'm out of motivation at this point it seems this the finally the end"then she clapsed her hand seeing her the guardians also clapsed their hands transferring their essence to their leader who was getting powered up every seconds,then the man arrived upon seeing them he scoffed"I can't believe the guardian ancestors are also making final struggles how touching" then he burst out laughing but the laughter was more of a pained one,all of a sudden his demeanor changed to a very cold and chilling one with a devilish smile he said"well pls put up a good enough fight"

Leo Carter is just your average 21st-century English major—slightly disorganized, perpetually late, and hopelessly hooked on the dramatic, old-school world of Shakespeare. But when a late-night study session with Julius Caesar unexpectedly turns into an accidental trip through time, Leo finds himself not in a college dorm, but smack-dab in the heart of ancient Rome. To make matters worse, Leo isn't just a tourist; he's holding a mysterious, glowing book that seems to pulse with a life of its own and whispers secrets that no modern-day student should ever know. Cue the eye-rolls from history buffs everywhere: Leo Carter, with his sneakers and too-tight jeans, is now the unlikely center of attention in a world full of toga-wearing senators, opportunistic politicians, and more backstabbing than a high school cafeteria. With the help of Gaius, a sharp-tongued scholar who suspects Leo's arrival is part of a bigger picture, Leo must navigate the bustling city streets, avoid unwanted attention from the guard, and figure out why his 21st-century self is now entangled in a centuries-old power struggle. All the while, he’s juggling his modern sensibilities with the unexpected—and often absurd—realities of life in ancient Rome, including questionable hygiene, impromptu gladiator fights, and more than one ill-timed “Et tu, Brute?” moment. As if that wasn't enough, there’s the book: a relic that some seek to control and others to destroy. With his own life on the line, Leo will have to learn the real lessons of ambition, loyalty, and how to properly make an entrance when surrounded by a crowd of toga-clad onlookers. And he might just find that some things—whether ancient or modern—are more timeless than they seem.

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

United Nations Interplanetary Command scientists have discovered that Earth will become uninhabitable in 2401. In early 2399, a fleet with experimental technology was assembled to locate an immediately habitable planet. However, the fleet is almost immediately engaged by alien forces. Now facing opposition from a superior foe, the fleet must find a way to defeat the enemy and complete the mission. This story follows three characters: Alpha Nine, a Drengr Super soldier, who's past is so classified that he uses a pseudonym instead of his real name. Mark Helms, another, older Drengr super soldier. He's a legend, even amongst his peers, and probably the most decorated soldier in history. Tacitus Killgore, the captain of the USS Amber Clad, one of the fleet's destroyers. He is an experienced Commander in the United States Space Force. Inspired by Halo and Space Battleship Yamato.

Audrey, the beloved and only child of a wealthy family, had been raised in luxury, indulged by her doting parents. Yet, their love quickly turned to disdain when she refused to marry the president's son, the man to whom she had been promised since birth. Instead, she fell passionately in love with a young man from a poor background—a scholarship student at her prestigious school. Her defiance came at a high cost. When Audrey became pregnant by the man she loved, her parents disowned her, casting her out of the only life she had ever known. Undeterred, Audrey and her lover planned to marry as the birth of their child drew near. But on the day of the wedding, her world was shattered once more. A mysterious note delivered to her fiancé sent by her parents warned that if he went through with the wedding, his family would be killed. Fearing for their lives, he left Audrey at the altar. Heartbroken and in despair, Audrey fled to a nearby graveyard, consumed by grief and the wish to end her life. There, in the shadow of death, she gave birth to her child alone. Just as she was about to succumb to her anguish, a group of enigmatic figures clad in black, hooded robes appeared, taking her into their fold. From that moment on, Audrey swore an unbreakable oath: to seek vengeance on everyone who had wronged her and bring ruin to those who had torn her life apart.

On the day of her wedding, Roen—the cherished only daughter of Daphman, leader of Schleiman Village—is filled with joy and anticipation. But as the villagers raise their glasses in celebration, disaster strikes. A massive, mysterious force attacks without warning. Warriors clad in black masks unleash indiscriminate chaos, turning the village into a battlefield. Amidst the turmoil, Roen loses consciousness. She awakens... in the heart of enemy territory. "Be careful. When she wakes up, she might charge at us recklessly." But despite their wariness, the Roen who opens her eyes is not what they expect. "Where am I?" She has lost her memory?

John Peter, a 24-year-old construction worker and high school dropout, has led a life filled with hardship and misery. Since losing his parents and siblings in a tragic accident, he has struggled to find purpose. His days are a series of endless toil, marked by financial instability, bullying, and a lack of confidence. John feels utterly hopeless, believing that nothing will ever change for the better. One fateful day, John makes a selfless act, saving a little girl from being hit by a speeding car. Tragically, he dies from his injuries upon arrival at the hospital. However, death is not the end for John Peter. He awakens in the mystical world of Avelon, a place filled with magic, mythical creatures, and epic battles. But unlike most who find themselves reincarnated into such worlds, John’s new life is not one of immediate glory and power. He finds himself in the dark depths of an unknown dungeon, armed only with a rusty sword, clad in worn-out armor, and facing a daunting reality: he possesses no mana, the source of all power in Avelon. To make matters worse, John is confronted by a statue that grants him the curse of infinite respawn. Each time he dies, he is resurrected, forced to relive his failures over and over again. Yet, this curse may also be his greatest opportunity.

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

In the idyllic coastal village of Vanhelm, a young farmer named Aelred leads a peaceful life with his family. But their idyllic existence shatters when ruthless soldiers clad in turquoise surcoats storm the village, leaving a trail of fire and death in their wake. Witnessing the brutal slaying of his parents and siblings, Aelred is filled with rage. Just as despair threatens to consume him, a mysterious voice offers a lifeline - a chance for vengeance and a second shot at life. Driven by grief and a thirst for justice, Aelred accepts the voice's bargain, embarking on a path of power that will transform him from a nobody into a force to be reckoned with.

After a plane crash abruptly ends his life, Taurus awakens in a void, greeted by The Celestial Nexus, which grants him a single, mysterious skill: Eternis. He’s then thrust into a desolate, fantastical world torn apart by apocalyptic forces. Clad in regal attire, he begins to explore this eerie landscape where magic, mutated creatures, and remnants of lost technology exist side by side. With Eternis, a cryptic and powerful skill, Taurus must navigate the factions, survive encounters with supernatural beasts, and unlock the secrets hidden in this world’s ruins—all while uncovering his purpose in this dystopian realm.

A young man named Felkin is left in a mysterious ruin with no memories except his name and no possessions naught but the clothes on his back and a blade with the ability to extend seemingly endlessly. He comes across a man of few words named Metas, clad in black cloak and armor who can conjure flame from a snap of his fingertips. But come sunrise, the two are attacked by a wolven beast but manage to slay it. Having no other choice, Felkin follows the man who took notice of the former's abilities and decided to let Felkin tag along to keep an eye on him. Metas is a young but wizened knight of a nearby kingdom with the special task of investigating strange matters around the kingdom. The two arrive at a shanty village and make a split-second decision to rescue a young "witch" named Yuria from being burned at the stake by paranoid villagers who suspect anyone to be the cause of the attacks of the wolven creatures. The two are forced to work with the girl to escape from an angry mob and this causes a chain reaction of a whirlwind of events that lead the party to meet new allies, battle foes like dragons, travel to other worlds, overcome challenges, test bonds in a search for meaning and the truth in their lives. (Novel is also posted on Royal Road)

Shen Yuan, the legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion, is known for her beauty, with a face like a hibiscus and skin like smooth jade—reputed as the most beautiful woman in Yangzhou. She is betrothed to Lu Shen, the Earl of Kangping, yet soon after their engagement, she has a dream. In the dream, her husband coldly neglects her. Lu Shen’s reason for marrying her turns out to be her resemblance to her half-sister, who mysteriously disappeared. When the sister eventually returns, Shen Yuan suffers a tragic and lonely death. The one who mourns her loss the most, however, is Lu Shen’s uncle, Lu Zhiyun—a powerful and ruthless Grand Chancellor and Duke of the Nation, feared across the court. Every month, he visits her grave alone, keeping silent company, even as Shen Yuan lies long-departed. Unmarried to the end, Lu Zhiyun ultimately visits the Hou Mansion to take her spirit tablet as his bride. After being reborn, Shen Yuan vows not to repeat her misfortunes and instead sets her sights on the cold, stoic power-holder. At the Garden of Joy banquet, Lu Zhiyun appears: a man past thirty, handsome and mature, clad in a red court robe with a leather belt and a jade crown, exuding an aura of restrained dignity. As he passes by her, Shen Yuan intentionally lets her handkerchief fall, hoping to draw closer and test his response. Lu Zhiyun, known to avoid women and despise the scent of powder, surprises everyone who expects to see Shen Yuan make a fool of herself. The usually aloof Chancellor picks up her handkerchief instead, his expression indifferent, and only says in a low voice, “Take it.” No one knows he has carried a yearning for this beauty across two lifetimes.

In the realm of gaming, Shen Congfei, a popular content creator, found himself on the final day of a beta test for a new game, only to unexpectedly traverse into a world strikingly similar to the game's backdrop. However, there was a puzzling discrepancy: Instead of the anticipated wasteland survival and scavenging, he found himself in an urban campus setting. Wait a moment, what's this? Is this just before the onset of doomsday? Does that mean the world hasn't undergone nuclear devastation yet? He gazed up at the sky, only to behold... ... Several years later, clad in interstellar armor, Shen Congfei led a group of players, surrounded by various apocalyptic scenarios in the depths of the universe. Unable to suppress his rueful amusement, he sighed, "I merely wished to eke out a living through full-time gaming amidst the apocalypse, yet why do I find myself gradually becoming humanity's savior?" （PS: This is a story about an ordinary player who, amidst the boundaries of the past and future, virtual and reality, ultimately chooses to save all humanity.)

In ordinary web novels, when the protagonist of luck encounters danger, they always turn misfortune into fortune and become stronger, like an unkillable cockroach. *** “System, how do I become a qualified villain?” Qi'an asked. 【Hunt down protagonists, snatch their luck!】 【Trample on Holy Sons, embrace Saintesses! 】 【Fame that terrifies all that makes all bow their heads! 】 【Please complete the following tasks, and grow into a qualified villain.】 “Task: Subdue a maid, recruit a golden-luck Saintess as a maid.” “Reward: Divine Ability "Thousand Swords To Court” “Task: Annihilate a Holy Son or a Saintess of a holy land, sect, or ancient clan.” “Reward: Ice Qilin Essence Blood, Fire Qilin Essence Blood, etc…” Qi'an was rendered speechless after reading. Holy Sons and Saintesses are beings that everyone looks up to! Kill Holy Sons, collect Saintesses! *** 【Ding! Villain mission received: Massacre】 【Kill a total of ten Holy Sons, Saintesses, or Heavenly Talents from ancient clans】 【Reward: 10,000 Villain Points, Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood x3】 *** “Enough, come back. Have you become addicted to killing?” Qi’an ordered. The white-clad sword guards sheathed their swords reluctantly, returning with a sense of unfulfillment. 【Ding! Host kills without blinking, extremely domineering! Villain points +10000】 ‘I’m truly a thorough villain… Even my subordinates look like villains!’ *** Qi'an noticed that the Saintess was also looking at him. Her beautiful eyes seemed to hold an inexplicable heat. The prince is actually the legendary physique that drives countless women crazy… Dragon Yang Dao Body! Knowing this fact, Saintess's heart was already in turmoil. *** If there is anyone in the Holy Land who could be favored by His Highness, it would probably be his precious daughter, the Saintess. But she has never liked being close to men since childhood. Elegant as a lotus, how could she possibly be willing to serve another man? Just as he was hesitating, the Saintess in a white dress, arrived, “Father, let me serve His Highness.” *** In this battle, Lin Qi’an borrowed ten thousand swords and killed a thousand people! Unmatched in the world, his fierce reputation spread far and wide. 【Ding! Host acted domineeringly and decisively, embodying the villain’s demeanor.】 【Villain points +20000】 【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task “Slay a Holy Son”】 【Rewards obtained: “Ice Qilin Essence Blood” “Fire Qilin Essence Blood”】 ........…..(*_*).................. WTF Saintess wanna serve the villain on her own accord!! Wanna find out what happened next, read the novel then.

Elias perched proudly atop his prized Griffin, a magnificent creature he'd personally tamed.  Behind him, hundreds of loyal knights mounted on mighty Griffins soared through the sky, their unwavering loyalty a testament to their devotion to king and country. Below, stretching out like a sea of steel, the Faelorian Royal Army stood in perfect formation.  Their thunderous roars echoed across the plains, a sound that sent shivers down any spine. Elias guided his loyal Griffin to the forefront, then gracefully dismounted and landed amidst the bustling soldiers. A tense silence descended. Elias and his troops fixed their gazes on the distant horizon, towards the sloping expanse of hills beyond. Dust clouds swirled in the valley and grasslands below, accompanied by a low, ominous rumble and the chilling echo of monstrous roars. Emerging from behind the hills, the enemy revealed itself in stages. Led by a contingent of Death Knights, clad in heavy armor and wielding wicked swords and shields. The enemy force seemed endless. From the distant mountains beyond, new waves of ghastly creatures poured forth, their numbers seemingly limitless. Undeterred, Elias raised his mighty axe and let out a thunderous war cry.  Mounted on his Griffin, he charged towards the enemy lines.  The Faelorian army erupted in a deafening roar, echoing across the battlefield. With their king leading the charge, they surged forward, a wave of steel and determination against the encroaching tide of darkness.

Dave Seville roles as Alvin's adopted human tiny-size son who be troublemaker like his adopted red-clad dad chipmunk was. He met his new friend African American mental retardation tween girl from across the next door and learns from mistakes and avoid from risky.

AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

Within the realm of shadows and sorrow, an amalgamation of dark fantasy elements takes form in the world of Vesperia. Hauntingly grand churches, reminiscent of ancient edifices seen in tales of old, dominate the desolate landscapes. These imposing churches stand as enigmatic fortresses, their towering spires reaching towards the brooding skies. Carved grotesques and eerie sculptures adorn their weathered stone facades, their presence evoking a sense of macabre beauty and ancient mysteries. Deep within the sacred halls of these churches, devout priests and priestesses practice their faith, They preach of unseen forces that shape the destinies of mortals, invoking both hope and trepidation in the hearts of their followers. These holy men and women are not mere conduits of faith; they are wielders of supernatural powers. Drawing upon the essence of esoteric energies, they perform miracles that heal the afflicted, offer protection to the faithful, or unleash righteous fury upon adversaries. Yet, hidden within their ranks are those who delve into forbidden knowledge, delving into the darkness to tap into eldritch forces and perform sinister rituals. Within the depths of these churches, relics from forgotten eras lie concealed. These artifacts hold echoes of forgotten heroes and cataclysmic events, whispered legends of power and despair. Brave warriors, known as Chosen Blades, clad in armor reminiscent of legendary knights and mysterious hunters, embark on perilous quests to retrieve these relics, hoping to shape their destinies or protect the world from their malevolent influence. However, not all that dwells within these churches is righteous. Hidden cults and covens lurk in the shadows, their twisted devotion leading them to worship ancient, malevolent entities. They manipulate, exploiting the fears and desires of the vulnerable for their nefarious purposes. Unholy abominations and creatures born of twisted sorcery roam the land, a product of the profane rituals conducted within these sacred walls. These monstrous beings, born from the fusion of corrupted souls and arcane energies, lurk in the depths, eager to prey upon the unsuspecting or challenge those who dare to uncover their dark secrets. In Vesperia, the interplay between faith and darkness unfolds as souls and forbidden rituals intertwine. They must navigate treacherous paths, torn between the glimmer of hope and the seductive allure of forbidden knowledge. The destiny of their world teeters on a knife's edge as they confront the enigmas that lie hidden within these sacred and sinister sanctuaries.

In the wake of a cataclysmic event, the world transformed into a treacherous realm reminiscent of a brutal MMORPG game. Zephyr Quinn, an ordinary man, stepped up to become the Legion, an exalted warrior clad in cutting-edge exosuits designed for combat in the perilous wilderness. Alongside the Frontliners, Zephyr embarked on an endless warfare against monstrous creatures and ferocious beasts. Undeterred by the dangers, he valiantly faced each challenge until his untimely demise. Fate, however, had other plans for Zephyr. He was miraculously resurrected in the past, just as the Apex World, a menacing dimension, had just engulfed the Earth. Now, armed with newfound power, Zephyr must once again fight for the survival of humanity against the encroaching darkness and the backdrop of a harsh, unforgiving climate. Can Zephyr's renewed strength save the human race, or will this be the end of their existence once again? ================================ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Dread clung to the rain-soaked air as Bright, a forsaken soul, found solace beneath the rainy downpour. The skies wept in a sinister dance, casting shadows that whispered of ancient mysteries. Bright, shunned by love, sought refuge in the haunting cadence of raindrops, where despair intertwined with the unearthly. The desolate echoes of a rejection echoed in the spectral rainfall, a chorus of forgotten sorrows. In the distance, a spectral choir of children clad in ethereal yellow raincoats sang an incantation, invoking eldritch forces. "Rain, rain, go away, summon darkness another day," their voices carried a haunting resonance, echoing the arcane secrets hidden within the tempest. The world around Bright warped, revealing elden truths. A mysterious figure, cloaked in shadows, murmured, "When the rainfall comes, the veil between realms thins." The boy's disheveled hair and cerulean eyes now reflected not only longing but an unsettling connection to the eldritch energies pulsating through the storm. "The rain..." whispered the ancient voice, now tinged with malevolence. "It's not just sad; it's the lamentation of forsaken souls, the gateway to elden realms where despair and enchantment converge." As Bright delved deeper into the eldritch mysteries, the rain transformed from a mere backdrop to a malevolent force, a conduit to a reality that defied understanding. The refrain shifted to a chilling chant, "Eldritch rain, weave your spell, unveil the secrets we dare not tell." In this unsettling tale, Bright's journey unfolded amidst eldritch horrors, his heart entwined with the arcane, and the rain a harbinger of both dread and revelation. "In shadows kissed by the night's dread, Eldritch whispers, where nightmares bred. Dance with fear, embrace the abyss, Aglorin darok, veshor'kath, kritholis The Dusklings speak of rainy days..." _______________________ ____________________ (TA): There is a reason why the name of the mc in the synopsis differes from the actual story, please don't be confused anyways.I think I'm gonna go far with this story..... Enjoy.

Ever Monroe was walking down the street alone at night after a nasty fight with her now ex-boyfriend who left her stranded in the middle of nowhere. A few hours later three motorcycles pull up next to her and at first, she freaks out but it turns out that they are really sweet people just trying to help.  Adrian Wolf was on his way home after an illegal street race, and comes across a girl looking lost and upset and decides to help her. Realizing she lives in the next town over, he reluctantly decides to let her stay at his place for the night.  In that one night they learn more about each other and become somewhat close He is her knight clad in leather, and she is his damsel in distressed jeans. ( I won't lie, I suck at writing descriptions– but I hope you'll still check my story out! You can also find me on Wattpad under the same username! Don't forget to drink lots of water, eat lots of food, and get lots of rest. Always remember that you are amazing an no-one can block your shine! Stay Golden~)

"Touch me" The stranger said. a black cloak was clad over his body hiding most part of his face except the deep long scar that ran from his jaw and into the shadows of the cloak. his voice deep and dark sending chills to my body. I quivered with fear scared what he would do to me if I didn't do as he had commanded. slowly, I stretched out my fingers towards his face my breath hitching half way as I felt the heat that radiated off of him. my fingers were shaking terribly I feared my body would fail me soon enough. just as they were about to meet his face, he caught my hands between his and held it tightly "Stop" " get dressed, you're coming with me". he released my hands and exited the room leaving me in a state of shock. ..... Every year, 10 young girls are been harvested from the little village of Zheima and are given out to the strange men that come from the north for a night. this tradition has gone on for years and years but, nobody really knows what happens to those girls after that night. some disappear while some loose their memories and worse, some are found dead in the rivers. Azera one of the girls that got choosen is sent out forcefully against her will. What will happen to Azera after that night. will she return to her family or would she be gone like the others that were never found again?

Let me tell you the tale of a King, clad in the Armor of His own Bones. He was a wee lad when this story began, and this tale has seen several lands. We'll Start at the beginning. He woke up, into a era of technological revolution. He was just a babe, yet to gain any knowledge, but would have his dreams come true because of all of the potential in the future. But he was plucked, and god's from a distant land decided to have them in their game. Should he find his purpose, he'd find his way home. Should he chose to head back is his choice. But no returning to the lands before.

Asher Leblanc. He was the Villain of the dating sim game I played. As you can expect he didn't get happy ending. After playing the game countless times, I noticed how unfair that game was. I really didn't like this setting. While the protagonist was clad in plot armor, Villain didn't have anything. Neither "Real" Friends, or someone who would care for him. In the end, I lashed out about it in forum and even gave one star review. However, I was only called "Crazy" in return, by other readers. At that time, I thought if only I could transmigrate in this story as "Asher Leblanc", I would show them real "Crazyness." I didn't think my wish would be fulfilled soon. "It's time to show them how crazy this Villain is."

A very beautiful young,blondie and well educated Italian girl,enter a serious competition to aquire a topmost level,in one of the most successful formula one cars making comoany,most of the compentants were well educated,masculine male...did she made it? Follow me in this thrilling,spine-chilling and very very goose pimples risers story,as you see the cutie rising to the top,leaving behind the most prominent energetic male behind . Don Corrado,her father couldn't believe what he saw and heard of his daughter,Melanie Don Corrado...please,join me for a thrill,breath-taking story.