Julien Bam Tattoo

“In misfortune awaits fortune.” In a universe where Gods dwell on the highest floors of the Tower, an Arcana Card for immense good luck was created. To balance this, a devastating misfortune card was also born. Unbeknownst to the Gods, both cards slipped out of the Tower and went unnoticed. Julien, cursed by the card of immense bad luck, lived a life where death shadowed his every move, and the Grim Reaper’s blade seemed ever-present. His first life ended in despair, but at the height of his misfortune, a glimmer of hope emerged when a mysterious entity offered him a deal. The deal: conquer the Tower and fulfill her request, in exchange for a chance at a better life after reincarnation.  With the Eternal•Lust System granted by this enigmatic entity, Julien embarks on a perilous journey to ascend the Tower and become the one and only—Grand Lust Sovereign. ***** Discord: https://discord.gg/RBhAbVAvnN [Warning: Mature Content. Discretion is advised.]

Julien, ne sachant comment gérer ses sentiments, décide de partir sans rien dire à Alice. Il lui laisse une lettre d'au revoir, expliquant ses sentiments et ses raisons. Ce geste surprend Alice et la pousse à réfléchir profondément à ce qu'elle ressent vraiment. Alice revient dans sa ville natale, et les souvenirs de sa relation avec Julien lui reviennent., Par coïncidence, elle le retrouve lors d'une soirée dans leur bar préféré, un lieu chargé de souvenirs pour eux deux. Cette rencontre inattendue ravive des émotions longtemps enfouies, et les pousse à reconsidérer leurs choix de vie. Ils espèrent ne plus jamais se revoir après cette soirée, pensant que leurs nouvelles vies seraient moins compliquées sans la présence de l'autre. Cependant, le destin en décide autrement. Lors du bal organisé pour les retrouvailles des anciens élèves de leur lycée, Alice et Julien se retrouvent de nouveau. Cette deuxième rencontre fortuite intensifie les sentiments qu'ils ont toujours eu l'un pour l'autre. Alice et Julien étaient amoureux au lycée, mais leur relation s'est terminée brutalement lorsqu'ils ont dû déménager dans des villes différentes pour poursuivre leurs études. Malgré le temps et la distance, ils ne se sont jamais complètement oubliés. Des années plus tard, les parents de Julien, soucieux de sauver leur entreprise familiale, organisent un mariage arrangé pour leur fils avec une jeune femme dont la famille possède des connexions importantes. À la surprise de Julien, cette jeune femme n'est autre qu'Alice.

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE

Calcium is a local recluse, penniless, but unexpectedly becomes useful as she gains a rare unique ability - Tattooist of Stories. - Is my life really not that bad? Now I can become rich! telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop one. The one who only get laughs when someone else is making fun of him. Anyway, I was doing one such show in a bar and since I like dark humor, I was cracking jokes around that. The show I was doing was in a run down bar, frequently visited by wicked tattooed motor bikers sort of people. I spewed some humorous jokes but no one seemed to get them as they were not laughing or maybe they got the jokes, that’s why they weren’t laughing. All in all, they were ignoring me. Being ignored didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was starving to death, therefore, I decided to go darker. Though, I shouldn’t have done that. One of my jokes or maybe all of them triggered a man and as a result, he head-shotted me and I died on the stage. But see this : A man got triggered and he pulled the trigger. I did some word play here. But who cares. I am dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing and loving me and girls too. I am a true artist. I don’t care about money. All the money I would have earned I would be giving it to others. I would distribute 0.001 percent of all my money to the people in need. I don’t care about money at all. Nevertheless, a death is a death. So my story ended. Though, if there is an afterlife I would like to become a successful comedian, have a loving wife and have good enough money so I can afford only a three time meal and a humble private yacht or a jet will do too. I don’t care about money anyway. That was my dying wish. Though, I am using ‘though’ too much, don't mind. So yeah, as I was saying, I had that wish only if there was an after life and turned out… There really was an after life. Though, (‘though’ again?) it wasn’t what I wished for at all!!

Hey, imagine this—you're a prince, but instead of ruling a kingdom, you just want to watch anime, collect bugs, and do whatever you want. Sounds great, right? Well, that’s exactly how Mikhailis Volkov lives. He’s the eccentric prince of Ruslania, obsessed with insects, AI, and doing anything except royal stuff. But one day, just as he's about to make a huge discovery with a rare insect called the Chimera Ant, bam—he gets summoned to another world! Now he’s in the magical forest kingdom of Silvarion Thalor, ruled by Queen Elowen Nyphara. Here's the twist: she doesn't want him to do any royal duties. She just needs him to be her prince consort and, well, father her child. That’s it. After that? He’s free to live exactly how he wants—no responsibilities, no pressure! Mikhailis can play, experiment, and laze around all day in a world full of magic. Plus, there’s the chance to meet all kinds of fantasy girls—something he’s always dreamed about! It’s like paradise for him. But with all this freedom, what could possibly go wrong? If you love quirky characters, magical worlds, and a lot of romance with great build-up, dive into this story and see where Mikhailis’s wild adventure takes him! You will follow Mikhailis that brought his AI to another world, making his chimera ant stronger by giving it other foods, and laid various kinds of ant soldiers that could even look like an elephant! What if he gave it a dragon!? Follow Mikhailis's lazy and quirky journey as he entered this unusual fantasy world, where residue of wars from various kingdoms still lingered around the place. But careful. As quirky and eccentric he is, as despite of his demeanor, he still won't let anyone touch his dear queen. But well, he does touch other women. In this story, you'll get 3 kinds of exciting stories: 1. The kingdom-building of chimera ants! 2. The life of a lazy prince consort that wooes not just the queen but other important figures as well! 3. And the Crazy Adventure of the eccentric Entomologist turned into an Entomancer! Let's go and give the story a try! ___ Daily Update 2 Chapters = 14 chapters/week Some Friendly Rewards 100 Powerstones = +2 chapters in that day 200 Powerstones = +4 chapters in that day 50 Golden Tickets = +4 chapters in that day 1 Gift = +4 chapters in that day Warnings: R18||Heavy Netori Elements(Mc stealing other people's woman) [Note]: 1. None of the heroines will cheat on MC 2. It does involve MC stealing other people's partners - (Netori) 3. Any support especially gifts, golden tickets, votes, etc = more updates more frequently 4. Please let me know about any grammatical errors in any chapter through the comments. 5. Complaints about anything that I've already warned about in the 'warning' section will be ignored. Connect with me here to keep up with the story's progress: Discord: Soon ___ One of the King of Kings Series Other Tags: #r18 #Harem #Romance #Smut #Artiscrocy #Royals #First-time #AI #TallProtagonist #ManipulativeProtagonist #Special Abilities #Toys #TransportoAnotherWorld

[The Story Is On Hiatus For This Month] Okay, so let me get this straight. I wake up and BAM, I'm inside the body of Valerian Thorne—a third-rate villain. I mean, come on? Out of all the characters I might have been reincarnated as, it had to be him? This man was literally a stepping stone for the actual hero. So why him? Why not someone with a little more. potential? Now that I have a system that can unleash Valerian's hidden potential, who knows? Perhaps this third-rate villain will get a second chance, alter his destiny, and prove the world what he is truly capable of. And if I happen to get to keep the gorgeous fiancée in the process. well, I'm not complaining. ______________________ Bookcover: Generated By Ai ______________________ NOTE: On every 100, 200 powerstone 1 extra chapter will be uploaded so show your support... Update Stability: 1 CHP/DAY (Excluding Extra Chapter)

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha was having a regular day at work until life threw a curveball—she meet and confronts Drogen, a grim reaper, in the garage, talk about tough luck. And just when things couldn’t get any worse… bam! a car crash. Dead? Yeah. But not for long. Drogen broke every grim reaper rule and brought her back to life, convinced she was the key to ending his curse. Now they’re bound by a blood pact, and things start getting weird. Natasha experiences flashes of a forgotten past—a past that’s somehow tied to Drogen. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist and she finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But here's the thing, these two were never supposed to meet again. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

"Alright, new plan: avoid death, rewrite fate, and get stupidly rich." Zylith did not sign up for this. One moment, she's minding her own business, reading a perfectly predictable fantasy novel. The next? BAM. She's inside the book-stuck as a noble lady who, if the original plot has anything to say about it, is doomed to die sick and miserable. Absolutely not. If she's going to be trapped here, she has two goals: ✔ Stay alive. ✔ Stack enough wealth to live like a medieval CEO. Unfortunately, the story refuses to cooperate. The crown prince, who should be madly in love with the heroine? Nope. Instead, he flirts with Zylith and bickers with the actual protagonist like a petulant child. The "mysterious" archmage? Yeah, he kidnapped the wrong person (guess who). The fourth male lead-who was supposed to be a master manipulator? Yes, he was absolutely cunning. And the knight, who wasn't even supposed to be in this part of the story yet? Why does he keep asking her for life advice instead of guarding something important? Meanwhile, the heroine? She's her best friend now. Between disrupting the original plot, introducing modern innovations, and making sure Selena doesn't meet her tragic fate, Zylith has her hands full. But if she plays her cards right, she won't just survive-she'll thrive And you know what , if she's going to be trapped here, she might as well get filthy rich doing it.

[Abstinent wild male demon x charming female supermodel] [Double purity + lust + pulling each other] Enchanting, sexy, with a pair of extremely beautiful fox eyes. This was Gu Ye’s first impression of Rong Yi. —— Gu Ye, thirty years old. The founder of G&Y Wilderness Magazine was a natural wild man. He gave up his family company to do photography and founded his own magazine, which became famous all over the world. Black tattoo below the collarbone - Freedom Forever, forever free, makes him more unrestrained and free. Some people say that Gu Ye has been celibate for a long time, and in his eyes, women are no different from the same sex, otherwise he would not be so abstinent. … Until one day, Gu Ye suddenly posted a Weibo like this. The copy is: Meeting you, I am so in love with you that I feel happy about it. The accompanying pictures are a set of nine photos taken by Gu Ye himself. She was a charming and extremely beautiful woman. In the photo, she looked happy or angry, so charming... As soon as the picture came out, it became a hot search on Weibo! Netizens quickly uncovered the woman’s identity, she is the internationally renowned supermodel Rong Yi. With her charming appearance and strong professional ability, she is known as the "T-stage Fairy".

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard It is true that the enemity between the weres, vampires and witches have lasted for centuries,with the weres playing a vital role in the witches endangerment, hence raising questions at the birth of this child however if the claims are true it would be unwise to terminate a possible chance at upholding peace with the witches. "The devil will tell you nine truths so that you will believe one lie" ~Shannon Mayer, Shadowed threads *7 years ago* The rain is pouring heavily and without caution the sky lightens up followed by thunderous boomings, the scent of the earth is clean and fresh and my path is barely visible but that doesn't stop me from moving on. The heavy drops of rain as stones doesn't stop me and the painful slashes of leaves across my face doesn't stop me either. The cuts of slabs and shells on my bare feet doesn't stop me and the angry gust of wind doesn't stop me either. I'm drenched but I barely feel it ,I keep on walking on this beach like field and finally I spot it.... The old and scary looking cottage. How it still stands amazes me but that's not why I'm here And just like every other time,the rain abruptly stops and the sun brings forth her warmth with a smile and the hustling and bustling of nature returns ,the chirping of birds resumes the sound of swooshing waves can be heard and all of this ..... Happens only when she begins singing "Black bird, black bird, come to me, My sweet darling, my heart's ecstasy. The wind is whispering secrets in my ear, Of a freedom waiting, beyond this drear...." Never have I ever heard a voice so sweet it drips honey. A voice that beckons the trees to sway their stems and leaves to it's tune. A voice that sounded like the mother of creation. The voice of earth herself. Slowly I make my way into the cottage and I find her in the same spot I've always had. Her back to me as she sits on a dressing table brushing her thick and long red hair with a calm and alluring glow. A beauty She appears to be the only presence of life in the seemingly dead room. I walk closer to her till I'm at arms length "...Your wings so fragile yet strong and free..." I believe she feels my presence when she stops singing then drops the brush on the table and with a sweet smile causing her doe eyes to brighten, gestures for me to sit down as she rises with a grace I would never be able to posses not even in a lifetime. I do as she directed and take her position on the stool and she picks up the brush and begins dressing my hair. I look into the mirror in front of which we ceremoniously sit as our images can not be reflected. "Why won't you just let me help you?" I ask trying to turn to face her but she keeps me in place with a hand on my shoulder. I sigh in defeat. "What are you going to teach me today?" She pauses for a while. "Nothing" her whisper barely audible. "Tell me something...... I'm not the only one who knows about you,am I?" She resumes brushing. "What did you see?" "Who did I see?" I retrieve the brush from her and place it on the table I turn to look at her same time she turns and walks to the bed to sit "Nothing here is real,love" "Is he the reason you're trapped here?" "Like you he's one of the reasons I want to get out " "Does he know he's my dad?"

Jaden Rook, a 22-year-old gaming addict and master of min-maxing RPGs, dies in a ridiculous accident involving a vending machine and a runaway truck. Instead of heading to the afterlife, he gets isekai’d into Arcadia, a fantasy world with magic, monsters, and kingdoms at war. Excited to finally live out his power fantasy, Jaden is given a customizable system that lets him break reality. The catch? The system is a sarcastic, trolling AI that nerfs him for fun, gives him humiliating challenges, and forces him into absurd scenarios before unlocking his true power. SNEAK PEAK: I didn’t expect to die today. But as I lay on the cold pavement, crushed between a vending machine and an outofcontrol delivery truck, I had only one thought: This is the dumbest way to die. A moment ago, I had just been trying to shake loose a stuck soda. Then, BAM! Instant roadkill. As my vision faded, the last thing I saw was the smug grin of the vending machine, as if mocking me. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer on the pavement. Instead, I floated in a pristine, glowing void. Before me hovered an old man with a white beard, a golden toga, and the same deadpan expression as a DMV worker. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “I’m dead, aren’t I?” “Yes,” the old man said, stroking his beard. “And you have been chosen for reincarnation in another world.” My eyes widened. “Wait. Hold up. Are you telling me… I’m getting isekai’d? Like in the anime?” The old man nodded. “Indeed. You have been selected to wield a powerful system, one that will grant you abilities beyond mortal comprehension.” I fistpumped. “Hell yeah! Overpowered skills, here I come!” The old man coughed. “Yes, well… about that.” I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean, about that?” “You see, we have too many reincarnators lately. We can’t just be handing out godtier powers like candy anymore.” I folded my arms. “Okay, so what are we talking? A slightly nerfed cheat? A balanced growth system?” The old man looked away. “You’ll… figure it out.” My stomach dropped. “Oh, hell no. You’re about to scam me, aren’t you?” “I would never!” the old man said, voice dripping with totally believable innocence. “Now, off you go!”

"I shot her bam!, Directly at the middle of the Heart.. i guess.. i am really.. cut out for this." *READ BEFORE READING NOVEL* Six years. Six years of relentless toil in the unforgiving landscape of American capitalism. Six years of sacrificing everything – sleep, leisure, even the simple joys of life – for the promise of a future, a future he envisioned sharing with his beloved wife in their cozy, modernized home in Korea. He had clawed his way to the top, becoming a successful CEO, amassing a fortune that would secure their comfort and happiness for years to come. He had envisioned a life of quiet contentment, a life filled with laughter, shared dreams, and the quiet intimacy of a loving marriage. The familiar scent of home – a comforting blend of freshly brewed coffee and the faint aroma of pinewood – greeted him as he stepped across the threshold of his house. It was a modern marvel, an architectural testament to his success – sleek lines, large windows that framed the lush green landscape, and an open-plan layout that exuded a sense of airy spaciousness. But the comforting familiarity was shattered by a sound emanating from the bedroom – a rhythmic clapping, punctuated by soft moans, a sound that pierced through the quiet contentment of his home like a shard of glass. The blood drained from his face. His heart, once filled with the joyous anticipation of reunion, now felt like a lead weight in his chest. He knew, with a sickening certainty, what he was about to witness. The carefully constructed edifice of his dreams, the future he had toiled so relentlessly to build, crumbled before his eyes. He pushed open the bedroom door, the scene that unfolded before him a brutal betrayal of his trust, a shattering of his hopes. His wife, the woman he had loved and cherished, was entangled with another man, their intimacy a stark contrast to the quiet devotion he had always offered her. The carefully crafted future he had envisioned, the life of quiet contentment he had worked so hard to create, lay in ruins. The shock and betrayal were so profound that they numbed him, leaving him in a state of profound emotional paralysis. The pain was a physical entity, a crushing weight that threatened to suffocate him. The plans, the dreams, the sacrifices – all rendered meaningless by this single act of infidelity. The world around him seemed to tilt on its axis, the familiar comfort of his home transformed into a cold, desolate landscape. In that moment of devastation, a profound shift occurred within him. The man who had once strived for success in the corporate world was gone, replaced by a cold, calculating individual. The future he had envisioned was shattered, and in its place emerged a new path, a path paved with shadows and secrets, a path that would lead him down a darker, more dangerous road. He left his home, his heart heavy with grief and betrayal, his mind already plotting a different future, a future where the tools of his trade would be far removed from the boardroom and far closer to the shadows. The once-successful CEO was gone, replaced by an assassin, his past a painful memory, his future a chilling unknown. ———————— The Book cover is created by Imagine AI {No friends dammit} The Writing is done by Kim San-woo [김산우] {Me obviously}

Imagine you're about to kiss some guy you really can’t stand, and then—bam! You suddenly find yourself in the body of a goddess. Kiara always had a pretty normal life—until that party night. What started as a fun game of dares quickly turns into a wild nightmare when she blacks out and wakes up in a world straight out of a fantasy novel. The place is ancient and royal, and everyone thinks she’s Athena, this legendary goddess from their history. Now, she’s stuck in this strange yet oddly familiar body, figuring out how to survive in a world full of magic, prophecies, and danger. As old powers start to rise and enemies close in, she starts piecing together bits of a past life that ties her to the fate of this world. With the help of a stunningly handsome but mysterious ruler and whispers of a prophecy that connects them all, Kiara has to make a choice: accept the goddess inside her or try to get back to the life she used to know. But things get complicated, and the line between who she was and who she’s becoming starts to blur with every step she takes. Lucius just found out that his late wife has been reincarnated in the future. He did everything he could to bring her back, and guess what? He succeeded. Now, he’ll do anything to make sure he doesn’t lose her again. My entrance for Cupid's Quill pls support!

Hook: "Miss Jiang, your perfume contains the memories of three dead souls." Full Synopsis: Top perfumer Jiang Se receives an anonymous request to recreate the last scent inhaled by the deceased. When she extracts the forbidden fragrance "Path to Hades"—a signature blend of her ex-lover—from a tycoon's remains, she's confronted by Inspector Lu Chen, an anosmic detective who possesses synesthetic abilities to see smells as colors. "Your 'Redemption' perfume carries the stench of my sister's corpse," Lu Chen whispers, his fingers tracing the vial as silver hues swirl in his eyes—the color he associates with lies. A series of gruesome murders unfolds: 1. A millionaire dies with burst olfactory nerves, surrounded by test strips of Jiang's latest collection 2. A Michelin chef drowns in bitter almond syrup laced with her wedding fragrance 3. A virtuoso pianist's ear canals bloom with jasmine flowers during a death livestream promoting her signature scent As Jiang discovers all victims were subjects in a memory-transplant experiment three years prior, Lu's synesthetic color charts warn: "The next corpse will carry your DNA scent." With 72 hours until her grand perfume launch, Jiang stares into the mirror. The jasmine tattoo on her nape emits azure mist—the final ingredient in the ultimate olfactory weapon.

”From a mundane morning to a wild rollercoaster ride through a day in the life of Kiryu and Shinta, this story packs a punch! Rain-soaked mishaps, arcade antics, and unexpected twists keep you on your toes. Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out, BAM! Shinta finds himself literally thrown into the world of his favorite game, ’DEADLINE 3,’ with electrifying consequences. Buckle up for a thrilling adventure that blurs the lines between reality and the digital realm. Get ready to dive headfirst into the action-packed chaos!”

Destinee is a woman who lived her life through nothing but her sins and carnal desires. She never once looked back on her mistakes due to her pride, which corrupted her mind until that pride slowly turned to hubris. When Jesus returned and took all of his faithful servants to paradise, this left the nonbelievers and sinners to traverse a world with little left and diminishing signs of God's protection. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end. The sinners with sins that consumed their entire lives gained these tattoos known as Marks of the Beast and were given curses that granted them supernatural abilities, but each time these sinners used these powers, they would suffer the backlash of their sins within their minds and souls.

【Crazy Reborn × Foodie Transmigrator】 When he held the knife of self-destruction and pierced through the hearts of two people, he smiled and said that he wanted to be buried forever on Valentine's Day. Reborn on the day he first saw her in the mental hospital, Henry Smith was surrounded by twisted mental power. This time, he had sharpened the shackles in advance - even if he had to break all her wings, he would raise the holy sister into his exclusive creeper. Forced to become the affectionate female lead, Clara Jones stumbled back when she saw the wedding ring handed to her. When the boy wrapped her wrist with a blood-stained ribbon, she trembled and took out a chocolate bar: "Little brother, do you want some dark chocolate to calm your nerves?" On the day when Wenya's bamboo horse sent the wedding dress, he crushed the ribs that stored the crystal core; When the thunderous ability user Lei Ming came to save the scene, he broke the wrist bone of the man holding the gun. All men who try to take away her gaze are made into wandering puppet zombies. "All doomsday dawns should be burned to ashes", moist fingertips roll over the cream at the corner of her lips, "I want my sister's eyes... only reflecting the blood-colored aurora of the demon king." Sick Notebook Double main line before and after wearing the book: It turns out that the hidden layer of the wedding ring cut open by the original owner at the end contains her implicit love for the sick younger brother (pseudo-sea king true salvation) Reverse ability: Mental control madman × space materialization foodie (whenever there is a crisis, the female lead will materialize a luxury sashimi platter) Doomsday Rose Tattoo: The blood-stained white ribbon at the beginning → the satin ribbon wrapped around the wedding dress → the baby blanket ribbon throughout the article [heart] Now, the fox-eyed younger brother is tilting his head to untie your nurse's uniform buttons, and the ice ability user in the distance is collapsing—— Push open / Use cheese cake to block his mouth

After a Christmas Eve fire destroys Emma's love and face, she returns to New York five years later as the mysterious owner of a gallery. When her former best friend puts on her engagement ring, and her cheating boyfriend is about to marry a third party, a bloody revenge in the name of art auction unfolds in Manhattan. The perfume trap at the masquerade ball, the fatal deal in the private jet, and the burn scars covered by iris tattoos will eventually become the nightmare totem of the betrayer.

Innocence was never meant for the addictive…  Addiction was something Krit Corbin accepted as part of his nature a long time ago. He decided to embrace it and flip his finger at the rules. Women had always been the number one thing on his list of addictions. He couldn’t get enough. Being the lead singer in a rock band had only made access to his favorite addiction that much easier. Being alone was the only thing Blythe Denton understood. The small town minister’s family that raised her hadn’t accepted her as their own. The minister’s wife had always made sure Blythe understood just how unworthy she was of love. When Blythe is sent away to college and given a chance to finally be free of living as an unwanted burden, she looks forward to having peace in her life. Being alone isn’t something that bothers her. She escapes reality in the stories she writes. However, the ridiculously sexy tattooed guy who keeps throwing parties in the apartment above hers is driving her crazy. For starters, he doesn’t treat her like she would expect a guy with a different woman always hanging on his arm to treat someone as uninteresting as her. She looks nothing like the gorgeous women she sees parading in and out of his apartment, but for some strange reason he keeps showing up at her door. During a party at his apartment, Krit’s new neighbor comes to the door with her long brown hair pulled up in a messy knot and a pair of glasses perched on her cute little nose. She wants him to turn down the music, but he convinces her to stay. Krit Corbin may have just found his biggest addiction yet. And Blythe Denton realizes too late that she’s finally been claimed. by Abbi Glines

Once upon a time, everything was awesome on planet Earth. People were chilling with their families, tech was super advanced, and they could even travel way out into space. Animals taking care of the food chain like they always do. But then, bam! Something crazy happened, and everyone got zapped to this super-dangerous place along with some weird alien folks of many types. Follow Lucas, a regular dude, as he tries not to get wrecked in this crazy new world. Some folks got cool skills to survive, but all Lucas got was the power to build a fancy shelter that could level up. Sounds lame, right? But turns out, it might be his ticket to not getting squashed. So, get ready for Lucas's wild ride as he figures out how to survive in a place that's basically a nightmare. While others are doing ninja moves or casting spells, Lucas is just trying not to get eaten. Little does he know, his so-called bad luck might just be the thing that saves his sorry butt. Join Lucas in this epic adventure full of surprises, where he builds his shelter, faces crazy challenges, and learns that sometimes, what seems like the worst luck ever can turn out to be a total game-changer. It's a story of survival, discovery, and how even the simplest guy can rock a world that's turned upside down.

['Good people die young.' That was an irrefutable fact. In her life, all she did was give everything she has to the people around her. Living in a world where man-eating creatures exist, she was more blessed than anyone, or is she? She shares all the things she possesses with the people she deemed as 'comrades.' She became selfless and ignores her desires because maybe, even if they live in a scary world, they could have joy in it even just a little bit. But she was soon proved wrong. Her 'comrades' left her to be eaten to save themselves. She thought that it was fine. But the 'monsters' she expects to eat her were more of 'devils' in the humans' clothing. She was tortured, experimented and she toyed mentally, physically, and spiritually. Her being was put in place worse than death. And finally, she came to rest.] "You wrote...this story?" she asks. The other person laughs crazily: "It's so sad, right? Haha!" Her face darkens. She looks into the sky and calms herself. The other person became puzzled: "Do you remember your—" Bam! She smashed her friend's face to the table and fanned herself. In her first life, she lived only to be tortured and became someone else's stepping stone. In her second life, she came to know that her first life was nothing but a fraudulent novel, that she's only damn cannon fodder. When she opened her eyes again, it's already her third life. She blinks her eyes. How come it resembles the settings of her first life? "Groans.." ...It's the same, but it seems like something changed in the gender department?

Framed for his master's murder, swordsman Lin Yuan awakens in a foreign realm with dragon-scale tattoos spiraling up his right arm – markings that devour cultivators' essence. Hunted by the Celestial Vanguard and haunted by an ancient dragon's whispers, he navigates a world where qi meridians intersect with arcane ley lines. When a shattered starmap reveals humanity's theft of draconic divinity, Lin must choose between reclaiming his ancestral legacy or protecting the civilization built upon his kin's bones.

Elliot Harper was just a regular pizza delivery guy. One moment, he was playing a mobile game while waiting for his next order, when suddenly—BAM! He’s in a medieval fantasy world where everyone thinks he’s the legendary hero destined to save the kingdom. The reason? He accidentally clicked on a shady mobile ad that promised him “unlimited power” and “a free reward.” Turns out, the reward was an all-expenses-paid trip to a world full of swords, magic, and absurdly persistent prophecy believers. Now, armed with nothing but his delivery uniform, a busted scooter, and an unhealthy amount of sarcasm, Elliot must find a way home while avoiding overenthusiastic knights, suspiciously manipulative wizards, and a demon king who seems more interested in bureaucracy than world domination. Can Elliot survive a world that runs on nonsensical RPG logic? Will he ever get his refund for this unwanted adventure? And why is everyone worshipping his pizza box like it’s a sacred relic?! One thing’s for sure: he never should have clicked that ad.

Read 'Auxiliary Chapter: Volume 1: Introduction + What to Expect' before delving in novel. ...... Synopsis: The owner of a game company woke up one day to find a strange tattoo in front of right hand's wrist. From that moment on, bizarre events began to unfold, leading him to uncover secrets about reincarnate. Would he be able to extract all the hidden information? Gradually, he learned that his world was on the brink of evolution, with many unusual entities poised to descend upon it, all in the form of a game. As the mystery of the strange tattoo slowly revealed itself, he faced a whirlwind of challenges and supernatural occurrences. Join the journey of this determined Sam as he unravels the mysteries surrounding him and confronts the issues that arise along the way.

Did you know Swans mate for life? Sure, they are ugly as ducklings but when they turn of age, they become beautiful swans and find their mate for life. Thats right, this story is about humans who are able to turn into swans (#tryingtobeoriginal) The royals are known as Titled; the royals are bigger and much more beautiful than others, also they tend to have more ducklings. The royals have blue blood and every year, they hold a gathering in effort to find and mate all the newly transformed beauties to find their mates. When the royals' mate, the mate's blood turns blue. The blue blood of a royal has to be earned before the gathering. The markings appear at the first transformation after their sixteenth birthday at night in the form of matching tattoos.

R18-FANTAY HAREM-ISEKAI- Welcome to Astra, a fantasy place where only ladies live, because all the men have vanished! The way these women make babies is a big mystery with the help of old, magical stuff. But, oh no! Something went wrong with the baby-making magic. The Empress of Astra, had a crazy idea to fix it. She uses a special power to bring heroes from other worlds to help out, but here's the twist: she might get a bad guy instead, and they can be anyone from a kid to a super-mean criminal! Now, let's meet Theo. He's just a regular teenager, minding his own business, when BAM! He gets zapped by a white light and ends up in Astra. He's not scared or mad like everyone else would be. The Empress is really confused because normally people go nuts when this happens to them. She's like, "Is this kid okay? Or is he playing some sneaky game?" The Empress feels really bad for pulling him into her world without asking, so she lets him take a nap. But, she's got spies watching him like a hawk because she's not sure if he's a good guy or a bad guy. What's going to happen to Theo? Will he save the day, or will he be the one to mess it all up? Stay tuned, because it's going to be a wild ride full of surprises and excitement! Free NSFW & ARTWORK on My Patreon : patreon.com/Som_Me ***The following content may contain explicit sexual material that is intended for mature audiences only. Viewer discretion is advised.***