Chimney Traduccion

Esta es una traduccion de una novela china que esta ambientada en House of the Dragon estoy tratando de corregir la mayoria de herrores como los nombres de los personajes

"Carmine... I'm about to...." "Not before I taste you." He delivers me, permitting my legs to drop. "Taste..." He slides down my body and throws my legs over his shoulders with my back squeezed against the chilly metal wall. His warm, thick tongue plunges inside my hot pussy. "Fuck..." I toss my head back, scaling the wall, yet he grasps my thighs, holding me set up. His tongue twirls around my clit, sucking and licking in a way that creeps me out. I curve into him, riding his face, grasping his hair. Sweet delivery is inside my grip, and he keeps sucking, licking, focusing on the areas that settle on me wriggle and decision his name. The stars glint behind my shut eyes, and I open them, gazing at the roof. My shirt is open, Carmine is between my thighs, and give up is torn from my spirit. My climax collides with me like a wave, shaking my entire body and making me pant for air. Carmine clutches me until the last quakes die down before he stands up and kisses my temple delicately. "Much obliged to you," I murmur energetically, resting up against him for help as we both catch our breaths. "That was only the tidbit." Carmine sneers and presses a modest kiss all the rage before at long last squeezing the lift button and getting it under way once more. "Imagine a scenario where somebody saw us." I look at the camera, feeling anxious briefly at the prospect of my own standing and vocation. "They'll be biting the dust to understand how I intend to treat you." With his lips squeezed against my neck, the lift entryways open on the highest level of the extravagant inn, and he ventures out. A dazzling perspective on the city underneath should be visible from the glass walls, the horizon with lights that sparkle and shimmer in the evening. The impression of the actual room is reflected against them, making a wonderful sight. "This is lovely." "Not more lovely than you." He accumulates me in his arms and conveys me inside. He thuds down on the love seat that sets before the lit chimney. With the perspectives on New York around midnight radiating through the windows, he starts to take off my garments. I rapidly copy him, anxious to taste him the manner in which he tasted me. I push his coat off, dropping it to the floor. Then, at that point, I unfasten his dress shirt, tearing his undershirt until I'm holding his solid arms and kissing across his characterized chest, the skin of which I scratched with my nails during my delivery. "You're awesome." "I'm a long way from it, bellissima. Presently, let me see you." He pulls from me and stops to respect me for one minute. The white ribbon bra differentiating against the tan skin and dim twists falling thickly over my shoulders. "Strip for me."

“Are you here to fight or not?!” Baltoh demanded with his halo between his wings, already gyrating to the point where it had turned into a sphere of light. “No, we are just here for the show,” one of them hollered as he cleaned his talons without a care in the world. “What show?” Selene asked. “I’m guessing you don’t know the date. I shouldn’t be surprised, being down here in the darkness. Do you know what happened exactly one month ago?” Everyone paled, realizing that the end time had come. The search for the Throne of Cinereo had drowned in the ocean of violence, and everyone had been too preoccupied with just staying alive to figure out a way to end the madness. “The fireworks should start in three… two… one.” Upon his countdown, the fence of Hellfire around New York flared upwards like a gas explosion, illuminating the city and shooting upwards as it began to shake wildly. Back on Earth, the dome of black smoke around where New York had been, the last barrier keeping the forces of Hell back, began to open up while the Hell flames surged up the shaft carved into the planet like a chimney fire. A hole opened up in the very top of the dome, and like a vacuum, the air and Hellfire was dragged out with an ear-splitting hiss, almost like a giant steam jet. A curtain of burning clouds began to expand outwards from above the state of New York, encompassing the globe with black lightning crackling and writhing like enraged snakes. Watching the sky, everyone on Earth simultaneously fell to their knees, tears streaming down their faces as they realized that the end had come. No one disappeared and teleported to Heaven, for this was not the Day of Judgment prophesized in the Book of Revelations. This was merely the end of the world, brought on by the forces of darkness. In every country across the globe, people began praying desperately to every deity they could think of to save their souls as the wall between Earth and Hell opened up. As the dome up on Earth opened up like a blossoming flower, the city of New York began to crumble away into oblivion as it entered the universe of Hell, being burned away like a meteor passing through Earth’s atmosphere. Out in the outskirts, buildings and city blocks were falling away into Hell with tidal waves of bloody fire surging upwards in their place. The city itself was being consumed by the inferno as the gateway was permanently carved out. Michael and all the other Archangels fell to their knees, cursing themselves and fate. “We failed, the forces of Hell have bested us and brought about the end of the world. We were supposed to protect the universe and all life on every planet, but we couldn’t even protect one city. This is the end for us all, there is no stopping it or reversing it,” he said with bitter tears streaming down his face. His whole body numb, Baltoh looked over to Selene, who was crying with her face in her hands. Molly was holding her tightly, and she too had tears running down her face. The sound of Selene’s tearful sobs pierced his heart like a rusty blade, hurting him more than any physical injury could. He had failed her. He had failed the world in getting rid of the forces of hell. How did this happen? How come he never saw this coming?

WINNER OF WFP 31: FIRST PLACE GOLD TIER ...... “I thought you forgot about me.” SD’s sly voice came from behind the door making Sunye groan. Behind the door was a chimney through which he had climbed down and waited in the unlit furnace until Sunye arrived. His eyes widened seeing her in the black gown and he let out a low whistle. “Ms. Lawyer looking sexy,” he teased. Sunye glared at him. “If you’re done harassing me, then I believe you have a job to finish,” she said coolly. “Relax, sweetheart,” he snickered. “It was just a compliment.” “You don’t give compliments, SD,” she retorted. “People have to buy them from you. I know very well that even a small compliment from you can be costly and deadly.” ..... “Han Sunye,” he called her name as if caressing her gently with his words. “If there is one person I would never take money from, it’s you.” “Why?” Sunye frowned. “Let’s just say that you intrigue me,” he remarked. “It’s fascinating to uncover your secrets. It...livens me up.” .... Han Sunye is the top prosecutor of the country. Beautiful, wily and intelligent, she has never lost a case in her life. Her peers revered her skills and she masterfully hides the pain in her heart while the past is beginning to catch up with her. Twenty four years ago, the country was shaken by a coup on the modern monarchy, causing Sunye and her adoptive family to escape. The memories of that night haunted her ever since and hiding the scars of her past, she drowns herself in work while searching for her lost love, the former Crown Prince of the country, Kim San. But all that changes when she receives an envelope from an old acquaintance which leads her to take up the job offer from Lee Jonghyun, the owner of LN Partners, one of the top law firms of the country. Scheming his own ambitions, Jonghyun is intrigued by Sunye and finds himself drawn to the lonely lawyer. Unbeknownst to him, both of them are the pawns of a mysterious information broker, SD aka the Sadistic Doctor who only wants to watch the country fall into anarchy. Devilish and charming, he masks his sinister plans with an ominous smile. Abandoning his morals and sanity, he puts the woman he loves on stake and seeks vengeance against the world which had deceived him. Trapped between the two men, Sunye unwittingly becomes the pawn in a dangerous chess game while her heart yearns to reunite with her lost love. But what will happen when she finds out the boy she is in love with, has returned as the ultimate villain in her life? Will she choose love or revenge? Or both? *Cover is taken from Pinterest. Credit goes to owner* *ML is a dark character & the story is not for the faint hearted* *No rape or FL violation* Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/snBuKUx

By: Angeltwist Esta historia no me pertenece, sólo es una traduccion. Puedes encontrar la original en ingles como: "Married to the Prince of Darkness" de @Angeltwist Mia Hayden sale a desmentir una leyenda local que narra que si una joven se atreve a vagar debajo del árbol sangriento en el cementerio a la media noche de Halloween, se convertirá la esposa del Principe de la Oscuridad. Mia inesperadamente se encuentra forsada a casarse con el atractivo y enigmático vampiro Luc. Mientras Mia se adapta a su nuevo estilo de vida en la corte Vampírica, ella descubre el pasado oscuro de Luc, el cual intentará destruírlos a ambos. Primer Libro de la Saga Imperiall Vampírica. De Angeltwist

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Hay un hecho bien conocido en la NBA: los descendientes de los supergigantes nunca se convertirán en supergigantes; sino hasta que aparezca alguien. Su nombre es Andrew Jordan... Traduccion

(Traduccion) Aristia La Monique fue criada desde su nacimiento para convertirse en la emperatriz. Pero un día, una joven misteriosa aparece en el jardín del palacio y toma su posición de la Emperatriz Imperial. Pero a pesar de ser forzado a ser una Concubina Imperial, ¡todo lo que Aristia quería era el amor del Emperador!

-Editing is in progress- Studying is an art, but if you try it's probably not that hard! Did you ever feel that you are frustrated because of the overload of studying for finals? Did you ever feel like everything is just going out of your head like smoke from a chimney? If you ever felt all that, This book might be just for you! ______ Updating Status: 1-2 chapters per day (7-14 chapters a week) _______ This cover page is not mine. If you want me to take it down, kindly let me know. _______ Status: Serialising _______ Be sure to check out my other novels- The Adventures Of The Detective Lara God Save The Human! _______

Have you ever heard of Santa Claus? I'm sure your answer is yes. Nobody seemed to know anything about a fat, bearded man who somehow managed to get into the chimney to deliver the gift, undeterred by his own stomach that could explode at any moment. Now, have you ever heard of the Ardeon? I'll bet your answer is no. Levent, an Ardeon, a team of assessers for Santa Claus, has a duty to assess children in the Monster world. While he was stationed there, Levent discovered that the ringleader of the monsters, Belphegor, was planning something.

Nic Tutt es un buen estudiante. Sobresale en todas las asignaturas. Sin embargo, su dedicación a los estudios sirve un solo propósito: conseguir entrar a la Escuela Ransom. La escuela más prestigiosa en el país, sus egresados están destinados a convertirse en los futuros líderes de Ranvar. Políticos, estadistas y, en casos excepcionales, magos. Pero a Nic no le importa nada de eso. Tiene otra razón por la que quiere entrar a la escuela más famosa de Ranvar. Géneros: Fantasía, comedia, aventura, escolar, drama, romance. ¡Atención! Yo no soy el autor de esta novela, simplemente la traduzco y comparto con ustedes. El autor V. Moody tiene una página web con más novelas (todas en inglés). Si quieren apoyarlo pueden ir a https://moodylit.com/index.php/support-author Para recibir notificaciones sobre ésta novela y más traducciones mías, síganme en facebook.com/sinespecialidad

There were no giants in history, but there was a powerless and furious Eren, a 145th Fritz king who ran to the paradise and refused to seek revenge against Marley, the Marleyans who slaughtered the Eldians and claimed that the Eldians were cannibals and needed to be redeemed, the Survey Corps who lived on Paradis Island and had everything they needed but still chose to embrace the world, the Survey Corps' Commander Armin who honored Annie, who killed her own teammates, as a guest of honor, the Survey Corps' Commander Hanji who humbled themselves and sought cooperation with Marleyan officers for the greater good, and the Survey Corps' Commander Zackly who sacrificed themselves alongside Marleyan officers for a higher cause. On the island of Paradis, there were no unburned houses, no trees left standing, no chickens or dogs left alive, no able-bodied men left behind, and no smoke rising from the chimneys. All that could be heard was the wailing of ghosts in the wilderness.

[Trigger Warning: Mature content, depictions of rape (respectful and not explicit), violence and horror. Trigger warnings will be on the beginning of each chapter and before and after scenes that might trigger sensitive audiences] ... A half-moon and glittering stars crowned the night sky. A huge stone building raised in the middle of steaming chimneys and funnels turned into silver by the phantasmagorical glow. The wind soared in dwell and anguish, hollowing through the night, disguising the passionate suspires and words of forbidden love that resonated through the cold, empty hallways of the palace. A man looked at another with mournful and loving eyes, giving in to the monster that imprisioned his hands to the bed, even though he wouldn't oppose any resistance. The monster's eyes fixated on the dark skin from the neck of his partner. Hunger pierced on his guts as the moonlight reflected blue spectrums, gently illuminating the room with a misterious and almost magical haze. A vampire. A creature with bloody red eyes and sharp long fangs designed to pierce through the flesh of a living body was about to devour him... Just the thought of it filled his mind with horror and fear. Bitter anxiety penetrated his senses, sending cold shivers through his spine; his hands and legs tense, trembling as the beautiful man above him leaned forward... ... Cursed blood. That’s the reason of everything. Hupyrmus is a kingdom where every soul pursued in other lands can find shelter. Sorcerers, heretics, scientists and those who abandoned their humanity are able to find a somewhere to live in a vivacious land where steam fills the skies of the main city, surrounded by natural spaces and farms. Ayla’s dreams are the same as her father’s, the king of Hupyrmus: Make a land where both humans of all kinds and vampires live in harmony. But Ayla is now about find out that the world is a little more complex than her comfortable ideas of love and peace. She’ll get to know in depth both species as she fulfills the role of a guardian, protecting vampires and humans from their bloodlust. ... The cover was drawn and edited by me. I’ll upload more illustrations later, but you can see some on my IG: @saritina_uwu

" Is this thing working? " The static screen was gradually composing an image of an adolescent boy preening the screen with his skinny hands. " Ouh.... I'm a genius! " A wide smile appeared on his face as he was placing the screen on some scarce table. He backs down gradually while sticking his hand out, readying himself when the screen loses its balance. The boy sat down on a wooden chair besides the fireplace in the centre of the room. The fire burns efffulgently, illuminating the tenebrosity and thus revealing the whole interior of the room. From your current perspective, it appears that the room was composed of punctiliously crafted wooden boards. The fireplace was composed of many different stones, varying in shapes and sizes. The diminutive metal fences circumvent the fireplace as if obviating others from getting too close to the fire. The chimney weirdly curved to the left side of the room, perforating the walls. The fire reveals the boy's appearance. Judging from his size, he seems to be around 12. His ocular perceivers complement the colour of his short, silky hair and his long ocular lashes, which are a light blueish colour. His whole body was only covered by a single tattered brown rag. "Sorry for the messy look I got here; there's a story for that." He verbalized it with an awkward smile. "Hello, my fellow adventurer. Well done for discovering this nugatory time-capsulated video of me that will do nothing but waste your time." He verbalized it, followed by a diminutive chuckle accompanied by a smile. "What's the main purport of this? It doesn't genuinely accommodate any purport other than to serve as evidence that I've been here." He verbalized this while scratching the back of his head. "Okay, here goes nothing. My name is Seiko Nagasaki, and I came from a place called Earth." He took a congruous sitting posture afore perpetuating his narration. "I've been living here for more than 10 years by now. During all those times, I've learned a plethora of incipient things and met many different people." He verbalized this while bending his back forward and playing with his thumb. "From what I can tell, this place, or should I say, this world, can be said to be one of those typical fantasy worlds with swords and magic. That's only on the surface." His expression commenced to compose wrinkles all over his forehead. "After staying here for years, I felt that something just doesn't add up for some reason. Maybe it's nothing, but just in case, please be punctilious with every step you take. Especially those who are in the same situation as me." He showed a perplexed expression, as if he himself didn't authentically understand what he was endeavoring to verbally express. "Who knows what secrets this world holds? It might be bigger than any of us could imagine. The existence of mana itself was already terrifying enough. Not to mention some of the bizarre occurrences that had happened that I hadn't mentioned yet." "Oh well. It's not like I can do anything about it. All I can do now is prepare myself for the worst-case scenario. Let's just see what the future might hold for me. Anyway, how do I turn this off?..... Oh! Nevermind, I figured it out." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ note from author: 1. Don't expect too much from this since it's my first novel. 2. Pls leave a review, so that I can improve my writing. 3. Thank you for your time and help:)