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[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

Asuriel Draelith thought she was human. On her 25th birthday, that illusion shattered. The forbidden blood in her veins awakened, and with it, a prophecy that binds her to a fate she doesn’t understand—and a body that is slowly falling apart. She has one year to live, unless she can uncover the truth behind her existence. Enter Vaerion Sinclair—enigmatic, powerful, and undeniably dangerous. He’s a devil with his own agenda, and unfortunately for both of them, his life is now tied to hers. Bound together by forces beyond their control, they must navigate an underworld of infernal corruption, supernatural crime syndicates, celestial politics, and a prophecy that could unmake reality itself. With time running out and enemies closing in, Asuriel must master the ink magic that flows through her soul, outwit devils and angels alike, and survive the war brewing in the shadows. Because the deeper she digs, the more she realizes… She was never meant to exist. And the other realms will do anything to erase her. - Darkly seductive, wickedly sharp, and laced with tension, this novel is an adult fantasy romance revolving around fate, power, and the dangerously thin line between love and destruction.

Sete séculos passaram desde que Lei Lian, o Deus Marcial da Nação Liang Le, foi condenado pela sua própria escolha - a cultivação demoníaca. Seu reinado, que antes parecia indestrutível, desmoronou em caos e desespero, e que logo, durante uma batalha que havia sido selada entre os Clãs como forma de por um fim na cultivação demoníaca, Lei Lian é morto por seu aliado mais próximo. - A quem tinha maior confiança. Agora, 700 anos depois, Lei Lian renasce mais uma vez, dessa vez, acompanhado por quatro jovens cujos destinos estão inexplicavelmente entrelaçados ao seu. Juntos eles começam uma jornada para investigar o mundo sobrenatural da cultivação, enquanto enfrentam demônios, fantasmas e até mesmo deuses implacáveis. À medida que enfrentam batalhas inimagináveis, os cinco descobrem coisas sobre o passado que nunca haviam imaginado.

[WSA Entry 2025] [Disclaimer:] This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It delves into the darkest depths of humanity, where morality is shattered, and power reigns supreme. Most readers won’t have the courage to face this unrelenting descent into shadows. If you seek light, hope, and happiness, turn away now. But maybe just maybe you’re different. Strong enough to confront the abyss and see what lies beyond. If so, prove it. [Synopsis:] In a world on the brink of ruin, seven empires vie for dominance, each more ruthless than the last. At the heart of this blood-soaked tapestry lies Narzan a nation feared and despised, where cruelty is law and ambition a death sentence. Beyond its borders lie forbidden realms: the infernal Demon Realm, where nightmares take form; the accursed Lost Soul Realm, where the damned wander endlessly; and the enigmatic Elven Kingdom, shrouded in secrets and ancient power. These lands whisper of horrors and treasures that could reshape existence itself. Above it all looms the Arcana Veli an ancient force that binds life, death, and destiny. Its threads twist and tangle with shadows of betrayal, vengeance, and destruction. In this world where the strong devour the weak, hope is a fleeting illusion, and mercy is a tale for the foolish. Veythor is a man cursed by fate, his existence a relentless cycle of suffering. Across three lives, he has endured nothing but torment and betrayal. On Earth, he was broken by those he trusted betrayed by family, ruined by love, and left to die in despair. In his second life, his fate was even crueler, his body and soul crushed by monsters in human form. But Thalvoria his third life is the most merciless of all. A vast and unforgiving world, Thalvoria is ruled by beings of unimaginable power. Here, mages sunder mountains with a thought, empires rise and fall in rivers of blood, and forgotten gods slumber beneath the earth. Mythical beasts stalk cursed forests, and the very land hungers for suffering. In Thalvoria, even the heavens cast shadows and every choice is a gamble with damnation. Yet Veythor refuses to break. Haunted by memories of his past lives, he sharpens his pain into a weapon. Every betrayal fuels his resolve, every scar strengthens his will. As the balance of power shifts and the Weave of Magic tightens its grip on the world, Veythor sets his sights on a singular goal: to seize control of his cursed destiny, no matter the cost. But in a land where salvation and damnation are two sides of the same coin, what will remain of the man who refuses to die? When the world itself thirsts for blood, Veythor will rise or drag all of Thalvoria into the abyss with him.

In the technologically advanced city of Sai Io, Zin, a brilliant but driven mech pilot, dreams of conquering the prestigious Iron Fist League (IFL) VR League. Fueled by his strategic genius and a burning desire to prove himself, he meticulously hones his skills, drawing inspiration from the electrifying Quantum Cup matches. However, Zin's path is complicated by vivid, premonitory dreams of a future space battle, haunted by a mysterious symbol—a serpent coiled around a sword—and the looming threat of "Nemesis." As Zin pushes his limits in the virtual arena, refining his tactics and mastering his mech, the lines between his dreams and reality begin to blur. The symbol, a chilling harbinger of an unknown danger, starts to manifest within his games, hinting at a connection between his dreams and the IFL VR League. With his loyal team—Kai, Ren, and Maya—by his side, Zin must unravel the enigma of his dreams while striving to achieve victory in the league, all while preparing for a future that may hold more than just virtual challenges.

He emerged from Hell Tower, one of Earth's most mysterious four forbidden zones, known as the Infernal Black Emperor who strikes terror into the hearts of his enemies! He is also the master of the Yin Yang Divine Needles, instilling fear into the Western world as the Eastern Divine Physician, with the ability to save lives with his left hand and take them with his right! Upon returning to the city, he marries the beautiful CEO of the Eastern Group, only to face his father-in-law's regret at the doorstep. 'I excel at two things, saving lives and taking them; the ones I choose to save, not even the King of Hell dares to claim, and those I choose to kill, not even the Heavens can save!' —— Ye Xuan

(Trigger warning: Harsh Language, Abuse, Slavery, Excessive Violence, Injustice) The Celestial is a symbol of the divine, a pillar which stretches high into the heavens. It is worshipped for the blessings it brought upon the world; extraordinary power, revolutionary tools, and beings beyond understanding. Bearing its power will not only change your fate, but the fate of the world. Grelt has existed within a struggle for power for over a century. A war between Angels and Demons ravaged the land, but only ended with the alliance between the angels, the hybrids, and the non-unified. The non-unified race did not receive the divine gifts of the celestial, they were not worthy. As beings who were second to the blessing of the Celestial, they have no choice but to bow before the hybrids and angels. It has been a week since the execution of Jacks parents, and he has taken their place as a miner in the small non-unified town of Logos. He is beginning to feel the despair living the rest of his life under the hybrid alliance, and seeks to change the world he was born into.

Ethernal Online, o primeiro jogo já feito em realidade virtual, sendo capaz de simular totalmente todos os 5 sentidos, tornando a experiência e esse jogo, um novo mundo. Sendo um clássico jogo de MMORPG, com monstros, pessoas, cidades, reinos e paisagens de tirar o fôlego de qualquer um. O jogo foi um enorme sucesso. Com 15 anos após seu lançamento, Ethernal ainda era o jogo mais jogado no mundo. E dentre todos esses jogadores, havia um que era considerado uma lenda viva, o primeiro no ranking mundial, o único player que platinou Ethernal no Infernal, a dificuldade mais difícil do jogo. Ninguém sabia sua real identidade ou quem ele era. Acompanhe a história desse jovem que, mágicamente, após encerrar de vez suas aventuras em Ethernal Online é transportado para dentro do jogo!

Kent é um mago comum na escola de magia da família Sky, e sua esposa Thea também trabalha como anciã na mesma escola. Quando Thea se muda para os alojamentos dos anciãos, ela expulsa Kent de casa e coloca a casa à venda. "Você é apenas um desperdício que não conseguiu ganhar uma prata." As últimas palavras de Thea ainda ecoam na alma de Kent. (Não é que Kent seja um cara preguiçoso que foge dos estudos. A maioria dos meridianos de Kent estava bloqueada por uma maldição.) De repente, no mesmo dia, Kent recebeu um Corvo de sua tia materna. "Você é realmente minha tia?" Kent questionou com um olhar duvidoso. "Sim, Kent... Eu enviei 5000 moedas de ouro e Elixir Celestial para remover sua maldição de meridiano. Não hesite em me pedir mais dinheiro. Sua mãe deixou uma grande fortuna para você." A partir daquele momento, a vida de Kent mudou, pois ele comprou um novo animal de estimação voador equivalente aos discípulos principais, novas armas, vilas, refeições luxuosas, e assim por diante. Logo, seus poderes aumentaram e ele se tornou um Arquimago Supremo.

Shin, um estudante do 2º ano do ensino médio, vive uma rotina marcada pela monotonia e cansativa que parece aumentar a cada dia. No entanto, sua vida muda quando, após uma noite inteira jogando, ele adormece profundamente durante uma aula. Ao acordar, encontra a sala vazia, exceto por Yuki, sua colega de classe e o amor secreto que nunca teve coragem de confessar. O que começa como uma série de interações triviais entre eles logo toma um rumo inesperado. Shin se vê envolvido em uma relação e, aos poucos, redescobre seu mundo através do amor, das amizades, e das conquistas pessoais que nunca imaginou alcançar. Suas inseguranças e medos vão se dissolvendo conforme ele trilha esse novo caminho de felicidade e sucesso. No entanto, quando tudo parece finalmente estar no lugar, um acontecimento trágico e imprevisto transforma sua realidade, forçando Shin a questionar a verdade sobre si mesmo, sobre a vida que construiu e sobre os valores que sustentam seu mundo.

you must make a choice.” Kuragami’s mind spun. The overwhelming power surged through him, coiling like a sleeping dragon, waiting to be awakened. His mother was in danger. His people were suffering. And here he was—powerless. But now, he had a choice. The gods had abandoned him. The humans had turned their backs on him. The demons called him their prince. Was he ready to accept the darkness? Would he embrace his true heritage? As the battlefield burned and the heavens trembled, Kuragami clenched his fists, his voice steady. “I refuse to be weak.” The Demon God’s laughter echoed through his soul. “Then rise, Demon Prince. Your destiny begins now.” A black aura exploded from within him, shaking the very fabric of reality. His body burned with newfound strength, his vision sharp, his senses heightened. And for the first time in his two lives… He was no longer powerless. --- Betrayed, murdered, and torn away from his only family, Johnny’s life ended in despair. But fate had other plans. Reborn as Kuragami, the son of a fallen goddess and the Demon King, he awakens in a world of gods, demons, and war. Haunted by his past and driven by vengeance, Kuragami swears never to be weak again. In a world where power is absolute, he must navigate divine conspiracies, ancient prophecies, and his own dark lineage. As he unlocks terrifying abilities, the gods mark him as a threat, and the demons claim him as their prince. But Kuragami has only one goal—become strong enough to uncover the truth behind his past and protect the people he loves. When the war between gods and demons erupts once more, will he stand as a savior… or embrace the darkness within?

Synopsis: A war-torn kingdom. A prophecy lost to time. A fate neither of them can escape. Zyra Valeris was meant to die. Marked at birth by an ancient curse, she was abandoned to the shadows, her existence erased by those who feared what she might become. But fate had other plans. The night the blood moon rises, Zyra’s dormant powers awaken, and with them, a bond she cannot sever—one that ties her to Kieran Duskbane, the ruthless Shadow King. Kieran has ruled the kingdom of Noctis with an iron will, his name whispered in fear. Cursed by the gods and bound to darkness, he swore never to take a mate—until Zyra crashes into his world, a storm of fire and defiance, awakening a primal hunger he cannot control. The prophecy speaks of a queen who will either save or destroy the world. As war brews and old enemies rise, Zyra and Kieran must decide: fight their fate or embrace the connection that could either break them… or make them unstoppable. But fate is cruel, and love has never been more dangerous. ------- Context: Zyra has just awakened her celestial fire for the first time while trying to escape Kieran. But the moment their bond activates, everything changes. ------- Excerpt: The night bled red. Zyra’s breath came in ragged gasps, her hands trembling as golden fire licked up her arms. The earth beneath her feet cracked from the force of her awakening magic. She had never felt power like this—searing, endless, alive. But she was not alone. A dark presence loomed behind her, and when she turned, her entire body locked in place. Kieran Duskbane. The Shadow King stood mere feet away, his gaze locked onto her with something between fury and hunger. Midnight tendrils of darkness coiled around him like living smoke, shifting as though eager to swallow her whole. The moment their eyes met, the world shuddered. A force—ancient and inescapable—snapped into place between them. Heat ignited beneath Zyra’s skin, foreign and all-consuming. She staggered, clutching her chest, where an invisible thread now tied her to the man before her. His expression darkened. “No.” His voice was raw, almost furious. “This isn’t possible.” Zyra’s vision blurred as pain lanced through her body, a tidal wave of emotions that were not hers. Rage. Hunger. Longing. Him. “No,” he growled again, as if denying fate itself. But it was too late. The bond had sealed. And in that moment, Zyra knew two undeniable truths: She was bound to the most dangerous man in existence. And no matter how hard she fought… she would never escape him. ---

In a world where summoners wield the power to call forth vampires, elves, angels, demons, and all humanoid creatures from across the realms, Nathan found himself unable to summon beings except from beasts.  However, those beasts are not ordinary beasts. They are divine beings who once stood at the same level, if not higher, than the legendary creatures the world ever knew.  Casting his gaze to the left, Nathan sees numerous summoners accompanied by the likes of demon kings, archangels, vampire progenitors, and other legendary beings. Turning to the right, a massive army of alien symbiotes is waiting to attack.  There was no fear in his eyes, because standing on his left is a majestic wolf who managed to kill a god, the legendary eight-headed serpent coils on his right, above him is the bird who is glowing like the sun, and behind him is a dragon that once gnawed the roots of the world tree.  “Let the war begin.”

Nate’s POV: The Beast Awakens The burning started in my chest—subtle at first, like a dull ache, but it quickly spread like wildfire. My vision blurred, and every nerve in my body screamed. Not now. Not here. I stumbled back, gripping my arms as the pain intensified. It felt like something inside me was tearing free, clawing its way to the surface. My breath came in ragged gasps, and the world around me dimmed. "Nate, stay with me!" Leona’s voice barely registered through the storm raging in my head. The heat surged, and with it, a primal force I couldn’t contain. My skin prickled, muscles twisting and bones cracking as fur erupted along my arms. My hands... no, claws now, dug into the dirt. My nails were black, curved, and razor-sharp. A deep, guttural growl escaped my throat, one I didn’t recognize as my own. "Nate!" Leona yelled again, stepping closer. Brave, or stupid. Maybe both. I lifted my head, locking eyes with her. Her fear hit me like a wave—but behind it, there was something else. Trust. “Stay back,” I growled, my voice layered with something... inhuman. My lips curled back, revealing sharp teeth. The beast wanted out. It wanted blood. But I wasn’t ready to give it everything. Not yet. With a shuddering breath, I forced myself to stand, claws flexing, muscles coiled like steel. I could feel the strength surging through me—powerful, untamed, and deadly. "You wanted a monster," I snarled, glaring at the enemy ahead. "You’ve got one." ---

Gu Huai'an, un jeune scion du Manoir du Cour n°01, était devenu le commandant en chef du Centre de commande de l'Aviation Dragon à un très jeune âge. Il était connu pour son comportement froid et souriait ou riait rarement. Non seulement il provenait d'une famille distinguée, mais il était également le joyau inatteignable du Manoir de Beidu n°01. Soudain un jour, il entendit quelqu'un l'appeler "petit frère". Quand il suivit la voix, une jolie fille au visage indifférent demanda : "Excusez-moi, monsieur, est-ce que je vous connais ?" Mais en même temps : 【Wow, le petit frère est tellement beau.】 【Il y a des montagnes au-delà des montagnes, des bâtiments au-delà des bâtiments, mais le petit frère est beau et doux.】 【Petit frère, fais un câlin !】 Gu Huai'an : …… La bouche de la petite fille, trompeuse comme celle d'un fantôme. ********* Song Yunuan a été transmigrée dans un roman d'époque et est devenue une méchante mineure qui fut rapidement éliminée – un rôle trop petit pour être plus petit. Lors de son premier jour dans le livre, elle se tenait dans la cour de la famille Song, essayant de se rappeler pourquoi toute la famille Song serait exterminée dans l'histoire. Au final, elle ne remarqua pas les expressions pétrifiées collectives des membres de la famille Song. Plus tard… Son père devint l'homme le plus riche, son frère un avocat de premier plan, son jeune frère un scientifique, sa jeune tante une chanteuse, et même sa grand-mère devint une propriétaire foncière. Elle-même se transforma en la chérie adorée de tous. Song Yunuan : Qu'est-il arrivé au début infernal qui m'était promis ?

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

n the heart of a sprawling metropolis, where neon lights cast long shadows over forgotten ruins, Ezra Vale stumbles upon a relic that should have remained lost to time—an ornate artifact inscribed with cryptic symbols, pulsing with an eerie glow. The moment his fingers brush against it, his world fractures. Nightmarish visions consume his mind. Whispers of an ancient, malevolent deity coil around his thoughts. And worst of all—his body is no longer his alone.

MOUNTAIN SITTING IMMORTAL (MSI) A conduit of the great Dao happened to enter the grotto heaven called Earth. No one had been able to take ownership of this conduit for many years until Marvin came into contact with it.  Marvin met the requirement to use the conduit. This allowed him to begin his journey towards immortality.  The journey begins from transcending the first mortal coil at Body Forging to transcending the second at Energy Gathering, passing through the subsequent mortal coils, and hopefully to becoming a true immortal with eternal life. But the conduit is far more useful than helping a dying business tycoon gain another lease at life. It is also a conduit of great power.  This power and many more will be his as long as he continues to sit on his mountain and grows the mountain into a colossus. The mountain will bring him to greater heights and greater power.  This is the story of the Mountain Sitting Immortal. DISCORD: https://discord.com/invite/Ku2gqaHz

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.

WSA 2025 Entry ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Proceed with caution. This is not your average fantasy adventure. Beware. I might as well trap you in my pages. --- "Run, little angel." His voice is velvet, edged with sin—soft enough to make her shiver, dark enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, to fight against the invisible chains pressing against her skin. But he’s already there. Behind her. Before her. Inside her mind. "You can’t leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers trace the edges of her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists, his magic binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it, scream it, curse it—" his breath burns against her throat, "—but you will never forget it." She gasps as the weight of his words settles into her bones. And then he smiles. "Good girl."

Billy Black never expected much from life, but even he didn’t think his own parents would sell him to demons for a sack of cursed gold. Betrayed and sacrificed, he awakens in the depths of Hell—not as some chosen hero or prophesied warrior, but as property. Stripped of his humanity and thrown into the lowest pits of the underworld, Billy is sold to a band of demon slavers and dragged into the Blood Crucible, a brutal gladiator arena where the damned fight, die, and rot for the amusement of their infernal masters. Weak and outmatched, he is nothing more than sport for the crowd—until starvation pushes him to do the unthinkable. In a moment of desperation, Billy devours the flesh of a fallen demon, its corrupted essence seeping into his bones. The transformation is slow, agonizing—his body warping, his mind darkening, his humanity slipping away. But with each bite, with each kill, he becomes stronger, faster, something not quite human anymore. His unnatural evolution catches the eye of Lady Vaelith, a widowed demon queen with a throne to protect and enemies circling like vultures. Intrigued by his potential—and aroused by his growing ferocity—she buys him from the pits. But not as a warrior. Not as a champion. As her consort. Billy refuses to be tamed, but the abyss is patient, and Vaelith knows how to turn fire into something even deadlier. As he spirals deeper into the pleasures and horrors of Hell, the question remains: is he still a man fighting for freedom, or has he become something far worse?

En un mundo fracturado por una Guerra Santa ancestral, donde tres reinos divinos se reparten el planeta bajo sellos de frágil paz, la historia de Kaelen Silver es un canto desgarrador a la venganza, el sacrificio y el precio del poder. Tomas Silver, un esclavo convertido en asesino, logra escapar de la sombra de la Orden de la Luna Sangrienta gracias a Alenya, una herborista que le devuelve la humanidad. Juntos forjan una vida sencilla, ocultos de un mundo dividido por los dioses. Pero su hijo Kaelen nace marcado por una maldición: su cuerpo absorbe la energía vital (Nivora) del mundo, infligiéndole un dolor insoportable. Aunque Tomas lo protege con ferocidad, el destino es cruel: Alenya muere a manos de la Orden de la Luna Sangrienta, y años después, los Cinco Grandes Clanes -marionetas de demonios ocultos- asesinan a Tomas, dejando a Kaelen solo, roto y hambriento de venganza. Kaelen no es un héroe. Es un superviviente astuto y despiadado que, tras décadas de cazar a los clanes que destruyeron su familia, fracasa en su último intento. Capturado y sacrificado en un ritual grotesco, su muerte no es el fin: un demonio ancestral le ofrece un trato perverso. «Vuelve al pasado. Salva a tus padres. Destruye los sellos que dividen el mundo... y desata el Infierno». Al despertar como un bebé en los brazos de sus padres, Kaelen guarda la memoria de su vida anterior. Pero el camino no es simple: para romper los sellos que mantienen a raya a ángeles, demonios y la Alianza de Razas, necesitará corazones de descendientes de héroes, arcángeles y reyes demoníacos. ¿Hasta dónde llegará para reescribir su destino? ¿Se convertirá en el peón de fuerzas mayores, o desafiará incluso a los dioses que manipulan Ethalios desde las sombras?

Autores: Sing-Shong 싱숑 Sinopsis: Solo yo sé el fin de este mundo. Un día, nuestro protagonista se encuentra atrapado en el mundo de su novela web favorita. ¿Qué hace para sobrevivir? Es un mundo asolado por catástrofes y peligros por todas partes. ¿Su ventaja? Conoce la trama de la historia hasta el final. Porque fue el único lector que se quedó con ella. Lee su historia para ver cómo sobrevive. Géneros: Acción, Aventura, Drama, Fantasía, Maduro, Misterio, Psicológico 5 Volúmenes con 516 capítulos (Historia principal) + 35 (Epílogo completo) Libro 1/5 Traducción hecha por y para fans.

In the Great Immortal World, everyone wants to ascend to Immortality through cultivation... except Su Login. [Connection restored with a new Host.] [Due to the new connection, the Player's level has been reset to Level 1.] Waking up in the talentless cultivator Su Login's body, the Hero from another world goes against the terrible fate that was reserved for him. Training while they are cross-legged, killing monsters to get XP while they refine pills, kicking demonic cultivators' asses while they are reclusive. Distancing himself from the orthodox cultivation of this world, Su Login decided that he would reach the peak, killing any enemy that came his way with his combat experience from the previous world. 600 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter Discord Community: https://discord.gg/eWf7xeum94 ************ Contents ************ Arc 01: Plain of The Ancient Peach Tree (ongoing) - Volume 01: Starting Over With a New System (01-16) - Volume 02: The Peach Tree Trial (ongoing) - Volume 03: The War of the Minor Sects Arc 02: Infernal Volcano Arc 03: Submerged City Arc 04: Mount Weiwei Arc 05: Endless Dungeon

Gênero: Ação, Fantasia, Aventura, Reencarnação Sinopse: Em um mundo onde os deuses abandonaram os mortais, apenas os Guardiões—seres lendários de imenso poder—podem proteger a humanidade das trevas que se aproximam. Renji Kurogane, um jovem sem futuro, vê sua vida chegar ao fim de forma brutal… apenas para renascer em um novo corpo, em um mundo repleto de magia e perigos desconhecidos. Renji logo descobre que não foi apenas reencarnado—ele herdou as memórias e habilidades de um guerreiro esquecido que esteve presente na última batalha contra as forças do Vazio Eterno. Agora, caçado por inimigos que desejam seu poder e guiado por aliados improváveis, ele precisa dominar suas habilidades antes que a escuridão ressurja para consumir tudo. Entre traições, batalhas épicas e o peso de um destino inevitável, Renji terá que escolher: será apenas uma peça no tabuleiro do destino, ou forjará seu próprio caminho para se tornar o verdadeiro salvador deste mundo? Três volumes, uma única jornada. A guerra pelo futuro já começou…

For the past decade, a mysterious phenomenon called "The Infernal Recall" has been affecting people worldwide. Random individuals are summoned into the Demon Realm, forced to undergo trials of survival against powerful demons. Those who make it back alive gain supernatural skills—a gift from the underworld itself. Many never return. But those who do… become something more.

Si aún después de perderlo todo, la vida te da otra oportunidad de recobrarlo ¿La tomarías? O ¿La dejarías pasar? Nacido en un tiempo olvidado, de padres desconocidos y abandonado a su suerte en un lugar a lo que él llama: El laberinto. Años, talvez siglos de intentos por escapar han dado como resultado a una mente templada por la soledad, un cuerpo desarrollado para el combate, una agilidad inigualable, pero con una personalidad perversa. Luego de lograr escapar de su pesadilla, juró a los cielos vengarse de aquellos que lo encerraron en ese infernal lugar, con la única ayuda que logró hacerse en el laberinto: sus habilidades que desafían el equilibrio universal.

Sarah leva uma vida comum, lidando com o peso das contas e as dificuldades diárias, até que um telefonema estranho lhe oferece férias gratuitas em uma ilha paradisíaca. Desconfiada, mas atraída pela possibilidade de escapar da rotina, ela aceita a oferta. O que parecia ser uma simples viagem para relaxar logo se transforma em uma experiência muito mais sombria e perigosa, onde nada é o que parece. Sarah logo descobrirá que a verdadeira jornada está apenas começando.

At the edges of the World of Vunreon lies the skeleton of a Dragon. A being once revered by many titels, such as God of Dragons, the first Dragon, Ruler of Space and Time and master of the Void, he was now nothing more than a imposing sight. Though unbeknownst to his slayers, his soul that they shattered didn't fully die. Instead its countless shards dispersed across time and space, reincarnating each into a mortal coil. When their lives came to an end, they slowly joined back together. After countless millennia, the last of these lives came to an end and thus his soul awoke once more. Whole again but only a soul without a body, he has to start anew on his path to once more stand at the peak of creation. This is my first novel and english is not my first language, so criticism and corrections are always welcome. I do not own the cover

The Digital Descent: A Journey Through Social Media's Nine Circles of Hell In the age of likes, shares, and endless scrolling, the digital landscape has become a reflection of humanity’s darkest impulses. For Durante, a man who has always tried to navigate the treacherous waters of social media with care, the line between the virtual and the real world suddenly shatters when he’s pulled into an infernal journey unlike any other. After a single reckless action by a powerful social media influencer, Durante finds himself trapped in the heart of a twisted underworld—a place where the sins of the digital age are laid bare. Guided by a mysterious, ancient figure who understands the deep roots of this new hell, Durante must navigate the nine circles of social media’s most insidious depths. Each circle reveals a new horror: from the vanity of endless selfies to the deception of fake news, from the wrathful clashes of online trolls to the treacherous betrayals of influencers who sell their souls for fleeting fame. With each step, Durante uncovers the chilling truths about how social media has corrupted the human mind, warping reality into a nightmarish landscape of manipulation and control. But this is more than just a journey through a digital dystopia—it's a reflection on the very soul of humanity and the world’s submission to the unseen forces behind the streams. As Durante descends deeper into this hellish world, he must confront not only the demons of the digital age but also the shadows within his own heart. The Digital Descent: A Journey Through Social Media's Nine Circles of Hell is a gripping, thought-provoking exploration of the impact of social media on our lives, our minds, and our world. A modern-day Dante’s Inferno, it offers a sobering look at the consequences of our digital obsessions and the path to redemption—or destruction—that lies ahead.