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The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[Matured Content] Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. ~ (Excerpt) "You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not" Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him. She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?” “I can think of a thousand ways to kill you," Kraven replied in a velvety voice. "Like first throwing you off-board” Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror. “But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. "Tell me, Isadora" A cold chill crawled down her spine. "If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us" "I'm not like you!" He chuckled lightly. "We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?" "What use could you have of me?" she asked shakily. “Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet” ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Cover is mine!
Dy_zamite · 11.4K Views

The Wicked God

My name is Void…that's it. I was named inside a orphanage, but that's not the reason I was named “Void” I was named Void because when I was a child they said my eyes were always empty like a void, and they didn't know what else to name me, so they stuck with it. But enough about my name, let's get into how I was transmigrated to another world. One day, I was in my apartment thinking to myself until I received a phone call. The person who called me was a coworker informing me of the news that everyone in town knew except me, of course. She said that a bright red light would shine from an empty alleyway, then disappear after 10 seconds. She also mentioned people have went missing and being spotted with their limps cut off in the same alleyways the red lights would appear. Now at the time I didn't believe a word she said, but I went along with it. It was probably some kids shining lights while bullying other kids, or just some type of stupid rumor created by some drunk idiot and a drug addict. Since I was around 16 years old, I always thought that I was missing something or that I didn't belong. It was the same feeling people get when you forget something, the second you think about it and try to remember. But this feeling soon disappeared when I encountered the bright red light, which I found out was a portal spawning in an alleyway. After entering the portal I felt as if I was finally getting what I was missing, and I was finally free as if I was a God stuck inside a human's body caged like a wild animal, but finally let out of the torturing cage. “That's right…on the day I made contact with the red portal, I became a God in the making but nonetheless still a God. KEKEKEKEKE…. I'm a God…a God made to destroy… The Voided God…”. Tags- Monsters, Gore, Selfish mc,
LazyG0d · 7.1K Views

The Hero Does not want to be a Hero

Kail, a 23-year-old customer support agent, found himself in an unexpected predicament – he was somehow transported into the world of his beloved RPG game, "Stopping Ragnarok." To his astonishment, he wasn't alone in this bizarre adventure. Eight other players, supposedly the chosen ones destined to rescue the world within the game, joined him on this quest. Their mission? To thwart the sinister forces threatening to eradicate humanity in Terra Mercuria. It all sounded quite epic, at least in theory. However, as they delved into their adventure, reality quickly dispelled any grandiose expectations. The warrior turned out to be rather, well, twinkish, not exactly the imposing figure Kail had imagined. The mage had an odd fascination with dark magic, which was more intriguing than practical. The healer, a girl, had an unexpected twist – she possessed an anatomical surprise that defied convention. The Rogue, meant to be stealthy and ruthless, was far too polite and kind-hearted to fit the bill. The Ranger, whose title suggested environmental awareness, displayed a conspicuous disregard for nature's well-being. The Paladin, expected to be virtuous and noble, seemed more interested in flirting than righteousness. The Necromancer, a master of the undead, harbored a comical fear of his own creations. And then there was the Hero, the one designated to lead this motley crew. To Kail's surprise, the Hero vehemently rejected his role and instead clung to Kail, the Bard, as if he were a lifeline in this absurd world. So, while their mission to save Terra Mercuria remained a noble pursuit in theory, the reality of their adventure was shaping up to be quite the comedic spectacle.
Cheene_Basa · 3.5K Views
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