Ta Worship Porn

In a forgotten temple town where the gods no longer answer, a frail and overlooked monk apprentice named Ravi Kiran begins to hear whispers in his dreams—whispers that do not belong to this Yuga. When a cursed tree breathes his name into the storm and scars his soul with sap, Ravi awakens to a terrifying truth: He is a remnant. A child of broken fate. Marked by the Jeeva-Vriksha, a monstrous, divine tree that feeds on memory and breathes dreams into flesh, Ravi is dragged into Nakthivan, a decaying dreamworld where ruined deities rot, and time has already ended. The laws of Dharma collapse, monsters wear godmasks, and ancient truths sleep beneath ash and roots. Haunted by visions of gods long forgotten, hunted by twisted dreambeasts called Vrāta, and pursued by Dūta, divine enforcers from other timelines, Ravi must learn to navigate the Bindu, a metaphysical spark of reality itself—before his own soul fractures beyond repair. But the deeper he walks through broken dreams, the more he realizes: This world does not need a hero. It needs a binder. And the gods? They remember him. Because he was never supposed to exist.

‘Opposites attract’—no, they don’t. Opposites hate each other. Opposites want to kill each other. Even if there’s a teensy bit of attraction between them. As righteous and pure-hearted as Villiem Reinhardt is, he can’t stop himself from having repulsive thoughts towards the person he’s meant to worship, Emperor Carlyle Azazel. Carlyle is everything Villiem preaches against. Villiem is the most irritating person in existence to Carlyle. There’s a gray area between good and bad, white and black, hate and love. It’s a matter of time before opposites find themselves trapped in that middle ground with no way to escape. Actually, it’s only a matter of time before opposites walk into that middle ground and choose to remain there. #violence #hatelove #toxic #angst

Ereshgal was born under omens—marked by the gods, worshipped by mortals, destined to rule. But even a crowned godling fears death. Desperate to escape his fate, he defies the divine and drinks from a power older than the heavens themselves—crimson, cursed, eternal. Now immortal, he walks through centuries haunted by blood, betrayal, and the price of what he’s become. This is the story of the first vampire. Of the king who chose damnation over death. And of the world that will burn because of him.

Yuan Zushen is transmigrated into an golden egg with dragon patterns carved on. In Ta Lo pocket dimension village in Marvel Universe, awakened Infinite Void Devouring System after regaining past life memories just after coming out of egg. 1.Eternal Immortal Soul and Infinite Resurrection. 2.Infinite Unrestrained Soul Defense. 3.Infinite Immortality Quota. 4.Absolute Void Contract. 5.Infinite Void Devouring. 6.Infinite Void Body. 7.Void Dimension & Infinite Dimensional Portal.

Roman numéro un dans l'univers—face-slap, torture des scélérats, couple puissant ! Isabella Thompson, abandonnée dans un village, a soudainement été ramenée chez ses parents riches. Son père : Tu es différente de ta sœur. Elle a un avenir brillant devant elle et est destinée à être un phénix qui s'élèvera dans les cieux ! Il est hors de question qu'elle épouse un infirme ! Pour toi, c'est une solution facile ici ! Sa mère : La famille Yu est riche et puissante. Remplacer ta sœur pour le mariage est ta bonne fortune ! Saches ce qui est bon pour toi ! Theodore Yu, autrefois un célèbre prodige, a perdu de son éclat après un accident de voiture et n'a même pas réussi à aller au lycée. Avec l'un étant une pauvre campagnarde et l'autre un bien connu bon à rien, ils étaient faits l'un pour l'autre. Mais alors que tout le monde attendait que Miss Thompson se ridiculise, elle et ce bon à rien sont apparus à un banquet où les grands pontes étaient réunis. Isabella Thompson : Je suis venue travailler comme serveuse. Theodore Yu : Quelle coïncidence, je suis ici pour travailler à temps partiel aussi. Ainsi, tout le monde les regarda porter des plateaux toute la nuit. *** Le jour de leur mariage, toutes les figures importantes de la capitale étaient présentes. Grand Ponte Un : Je vais aider à organiser l'immense mariage de Monsieur Yu ! Grand Ponte Deux : Bienvenue à nouveau dans la capitale, Miss Thompson ! Grand Ponte Trois :... Voyant ces grands pontes qui faisaient sans cesse la une des journaux, Grace Thompson fut emplie de larmes de regret.

« Chéri, je n'en veux plus, je me sens mal... » « Bébé, sois sage, termine ce médicament. » Le bel homme enlace la femme dans ses bras, la cajolant tendrement pendant qu'il lui donne son médicament. Qiao Mianmian tombe sur Mo Yesi, le rejeton le plus estimé de toute la ville de Yuncheng, et finit par passer la nuit avec lui. Après qu'il lui ait proposé des avantages en échange de leur mariage, la nouvelle Mme Mo a soudainement le pouvoir d'avoir tout ce qu'elle a toujours souhaité. « Chéri, j'ai giflé la Reine du cinéma Cheng Feifei aujourd'hui, j'ai été trop loin ? » « Bébé, ta main te fait-elle mal ? Laisse-moi la masser pour toi. » « Chéri, j'ai épuisé la limite de ta carte de crédit, tu es fâché ? » « Bébé, es-tu contente de tes achats ? Dis-moi quand tu as besoin de plus. » « Chéri, je suis fatiguée aujourd'hui, je ne veux pas bouger... »

La jeune fille autrefois riche, Shen Hanxing, a perdu sa mère à sa naissance. Elle fut ensuite abandonnée à l'étranger par son propre père quand elle était petite, livrée à elle-même. Dix-neuf ans plus tard, son père la ramena personnellement de l'étranger, et la raison était pour qu'elle remplace sa jeune sœur afin d'épouser son fiancé Ji Yan, qui avait perdu la sensibilité de ses jambes après un accident de voiture. Père : "Connais ta place. Tu te maries déjà au-dessus de ta condition en épousant Ji Yan avec ton statut." Jeune Sœur : "Merci d'accepter de te sacrifier pour mon amour~" Shen Hanxing sourit faiblement : "Accepte mes deux conditions, et je l'épouserai avec plaisir." Par la suite, elle entra dans la maison de la famille Ji avec des bagages vides. L'homme dans le fauteuil roulant rugit furieusement sur elle dans la chambre sombre. "Dégage !" Shen Hanxing alluma rapidement la lumière, tira les rideaux et tendit la main vers l'homme avec la lumière derrière elle. "Bonjour. Permettez-moi de me présenter. Je suis votre femme, Shen Hanxing." Quand il la vit pour la première fois, il la traita froidement. Puis, il la chérissait. Ji Yan regarda cette femme qui avait soudainement fait irruption dans sa vie. Elle utilisa sa force pour apprivoiser son jeune frère sauvage et impulsif. Elle soigna patiemment et avec compassion sa jeune sœur craintive et introvertie. Elle utilisa tout ce qu'elle possédait pour soutenir lentement cette famille froide... Et puis, Shen Hanxing tomba dans un piège. Avant de sombrer dans les ténèbres, elle vit l'homme qui était censé être dans le fauteuil roulant courir vers elle, anxieux. Quand elle se réveilla de nouveau, l'homme pointa la planche à laver, le clavier et le durian et demanda, "Hanxing, sur lequel veux-tu que je m'agenouille ?"

Yang Fei, who dominated the Underworld overseas, followed his master's arrangements and returned to China for a blind date marriage. He expected to be despised, but instead, he was spoiled by his wife to the heavens. Just married, the two young people, who had never been in a relationship before, strived to coexist harmoniously, being honest with each other and trying to understand and accept one another. Several months into the marriage. Yang Fei: "I suspect my wife has another identity." Qin Yanyang: "Do a thorough investigation for me. My husband is definitely not that simple."

The disciple of the Medical Saint acquired the strongest poison, Plague Source. There are no diseases that cannot be cured, no person who cannot be killed by poison. Those who worship me may attain immortality, those who defy me will wish for death over living.

"It's better to rely on oneself than Buddha, better to become a god than to worship one. If this war needs a god, I will be it." His name is Ji Xinghe. At the age of 65, he went to the alien battlefield to avenge his son. From a mechanic to a mecha warrior, from a private to a five-star general, from an ordinary man to the mentor of generations. He has walked a path of revenge. Looking back, he has become the War God. In his final years, he has the ambition to build an unparalleled mecha. Using Xinghe as a sword, he can shatter the might of the empire. This is a story of a mecha and a sword.

Finn, your average college student with one noble goal: get home and watch some quality adult content in peace. Tragically, fate had other plans. A truck barreled toward him… then stopped halfway. The driver locked eyes with Finn— and hit him anyway. Now he’s dead. Wakes up in some divine waiting room. Gets mocked by a sarcastic, busty goddess. Gets offered the most useless powers imaginable. And worst of all? Still no porn. Frustrated beyond mortal comprehension, Finn throws an epic tantrum and drags the goddess down into the fantasy world with him. Now stuck in a realm full of grotesque monsters, cursed towns, and suspiciously moist terrain, Finn has no idea what he’s doing. No clue. No dignity. Suffering most of the time. With zero powers, infinite horniness, and one very angry divine companion, can Finn survive this absurd new world? Can he dodge death, outwit demonic squirrels, and maybe—just maybe—score a waifu? Or will he die in this world too… still painfully uncuddled? Let the absurd isekai disaster begin. [WARNING: THIS BOOK IS UNHINGED. DO NOT TAKE OFFENSE TO ANYTHING—IT’S ALL FOR COMEDIC PURPOSES. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.]

NO UNIVEERSO O CRIADOR DE TODAS ASCOIS ELE CRIA 3 JOIAS DO UNIVERSO A PRIMERA E A JOIA DA CORAGEN E RPRENSETADA PELA JOIA VERDE A JOIA DA FORÇA E REPRENSETADA PELA VRMELHA E A JOIA DA ENTLIGENSIA E REPRENSETADA PLA ROSA o criador foi disafiado pelo gande vilao se voc se em tereso pelo livro so lendo a sinopise eu nao d veria neter com tado das joias mais ja ta escrito nao vol a pagar ahaha bom boa leitura shau

[WARNING THIS IS MORE LIKE A PORN NOVEL, IT HAS MORE SEX CONTENT THE THE STORY NTR, CUCKOLD AND TABOO] [This will be a free novel, until I decide it won't, but will appreciate if you can support my work (Rebirth of the Villain) and I will drop more and more]

Gabe King starts college desperate to change—to make friends, find love, and finally bury the twisted obsession he’s secretly held for his mother. But one drunken night at a party shatters everything. Inexperienced and overwhelmed, he accidentally cums inside a hooker… only to realize it’s his Mom, Angela. She doesn’t recoil. She smiles. For Angela, this is permission. The moment she’s waited for. Her yandere love for Gabe, once hidden beneath motherly concern, is now unleashed. And she’ll do anything to keep him, sabotaging his friendships, crashing his classes, and reminding him that no one will ever love him like she does. More Plot than Porn. Discord link to get updates easily [Do not talk about NTR in general] https://discord.gg/bQ4GzeBXV8

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

Kaito’s life sucked. Missing parents, no friends, and zero reason to keep going. That is…until he woke up as a black house cat with a sarcastic system glued to his face. A doomsday timer ticking down, and one very broke college girl accidentally worshipping him. The rules? • Be a good cat. • Start a cult. • Gather followers. And lastly? Stop the end of the world…or die trying~

To the world, Damien Voss is a terrorist. A monster. The most wanted criminal on Earth. Governments call him The Saint of Shadows — the man who wants to collapse civilization by exposing unthinkable taboos. But Damien doesn’t want destruction. He wants freedom. His taboo? Revealing the sacred institutions of family, religion, and charity as tools of the elite, designed not to help, but to control, traffic, exploit, and destroy the weak. Each of his attacks is surgical — not to kill, but to expose. As chaos grows, his enemies multiply: Interpol, the CIA, secret societies, and even freedom fighters who believe he’s gone too far. But as Damien’s actions reveal deeper and darker truths, millions begin to secretly worship him as a savior of the voiceless. He’s not creating evil. He’s exposing the evil they’ve already accepted.

He worshiped her like a goddess. She let another man make her moan. Duncan Moretti had everything—power, wealth, control. Women wanted him, men feared him. But when Aphrodite walked into his world, she didn’t want his money… she wanted his soul. And he gave it to her. Every kiss, every whispered promise, every desperate moan—he thought they meant something. He planned the perfect proposal, ready to give her forever. Until she didn’t show up. Until she arrived hours late—smiling like she hadn’t just crushed him. Until a man walked in uninvited, laughing, calling her home. And when Duncan followed her, broken and burning, he saw it all with his own eyes—Aphrodite naked under another man, moaning his name like she once moaned his. Now Duncan isn’t the man who fell to his knees. He’s the man who’s rising—with revenge in his blood and nothing left to lose. She wanted to be worshiped? He’ll make sure she remembers exactly how it feels.

He’s the golden boy—rich, handsome, untouchable. She’s the invisible girl—bullied, mocked, and alone. No one ever expected their worlds to collide. Until he did the unthinkable… He stood up for her. Now the school’s most hated girl is under the protection of its most worshipped boy—and chaos begins.

“Ngươi cứ gọi ta là phế vật, nhưng nhớ cho kỹ... ta chưa từng thật sự dùng sức.” Trong một thế giới nơi kẻ không có đệ tử thân truyền sẽ bị xem là phế vật, ba vị sư tôn – Một huyền thoại bị phủ nhận. Một chưởng môn ngông cuồng. Một trưởng lão yếu tới mức khiến người ta muốn che chở – Bất đắc dĩ trở thành đồng đội, cùng ba tên đệ tử trời đánh bước vào hành trình phá bỏ một vùng đất cấm chôn giấu bí mật của cả chính – tà lẫn... chính bản thân họ.

Trong một thế giới tu tiên nơi chính đạo và ma đạo đối lập như nước với lửa, tồn tại một thiếu niên có thân thế thần bí mang dòng máu Ma Thần cổ xưa, Tạ Vô Niệm. Bị cả thiên hạ liệt vào hàng ma đầu, hắn từng là đệ tử chân truyền của một chính phái lừng danh, nhưng bị vu oan mưu sát sư phụ, cướp đoạt linh bảo trấn phái. Bị truy sát bởi đồng môn, phản bội bởi tri kỷ, hắn ngã xuống vực Ma Uyên, nơi vạn ma gào thét. Tại đây, hắn thức tỉnh huyết mạch bị phong ấn suốt 17 năm, học được Ma Đạo Chân Kinh thất truyền, Thiên Huyết Luân Hồi Kinh. Trải qua nghìn ngày rèn luyện trong biển máu và khổ hận, hắn tái xuất nhân gian, một thân ma khí ngập trời, ánh mắt vô hồn, trái tim hóa lạnh băng. Tạ Vô Niệm không còn là thiếu niên ngây thơ thuở nào. Hắn không cầu đạo, không theo thiện, cũng chẳng tìm công lý. Thứ hắn muốn là...diệt kẻ phản bội, phá tan thiên đạo, nghịch chuyển âm dương, lập lại trật tự tu tiên giới theo ý chí của chính mình. Từ một thiếu niên bị vứt bỏ...Hắn trở thành Tổ Sư của Ma Đạo. ——————— "Thế gian là một ván cờ...ta là kẻ đánh cờ, là con cờ, cũng là bàn cờ. Cả vạn sinh linh, chính tà, thần ma, đều không ngoài nước cờ của ta. Ta lừa họ, lừa trời, lừa đất...và lừa cả chính mình. Đạo tâm của ta là không có đạo tâm, là dối trá đến mức chân thực, là chân thực đến mức hư vọng." -Tà Vô Niệm-

[TRIGGER WARNING: Mature Content + Dark Themes] Having spent her life avoiding the spotlight, María Jośe never imagined she’d be the one to bring shame to her esteemed De la Vega family. With beauty as captivating as a field of lilies, she is the prized daughter of an ambitious father who cares more for his reputation than his children’s happiness. When Álvaro Montenegro, the arrogant heir to the Alpha title, sets his sights on her as his chosen Luna, María Jośe is desperate for a way out. But everything changes when the Moon Goddess answers her prayer in the most unexpected way: María Jośe discovers she is an Omega—wolfless and the lowest rank in the pack. Once held in awe, she is now shunned; a source of shame to her father and a target for ridicule in the pack. As her life turns upside down , María Jośe's hatred for the pack grows. The only solace she finds is in her growing, forbidden bond with Axel Montenegro—Álvaro’s older brother, who has long turned his back on the pack. These two developed a love-hate friendship born from their shared disdain for the pack’s cruelty, which slowly evolves into a passionate and secret romance. But when Álvaro discovers Axel’s interest in María Jośe, jealousy ignites within him and he suddenly wants María Jośe as his own. Love, vengeance, and betrayal all brewed into a whirlwind of drama, desires, and deadly comebacks. Will María Jośe rise from the ashes of her former life, or will she be consumed by the power struggles of the pack she despises? Will she give in to the oldest brother who is scared of commitment or the younger one who fiercely seeks redemption? ______ EXCERPT: “Axel, no. We… can’t do this!” I jolted back when he pulled up my skirt. As if to retaliate, Axel grabbed my wrist and yanked my body to his. “We can do whatever I say we can do, María José.” “I’m your brother’s reject. Do you even hear yourself right now? He didn’t want me, Axel. What does that make me to you?” “I don’t care about Álvaro’s foolishness. It's his loss for losing a woman like you.” “Okay, I must confess. I'm not worried about him either. It's Rosa… you're getting engaged to my sister in a month!” “Let me remind you, María José—I don’t give a fuck about that either.” No matter how hard I jerked, Axel wasn’t letting me go. And part of me so, so foolishly didn’t want him to.

A hundred years ago, the sun’s flames crept hotter and brighter until daylight became a furnace—mankind retreated into the night, and the world was claimed by shadow. In the silence of moonlit streets, water became worship, and three mighty prophets—Children of the Sun, Moon, and Stars—rose from ash to rule with fire-forged faith. No one knows if the Scorch was divine wrath or a cosmic accident, but for a century the faithful have burned heretics, torn nations apart, and lived by ritual “Purification” to prove their worth. Now, sixteen-year-old Ádin survives in a hidden bunker, trading scraps for scraps and precious drops of water. Marked by secret scars that only glow under his skin he lives with Fletcher, his mute golden retriever, and clings to the cryptic lullaby his grandmother left him. Out in the ruins roams Salvator Morgan, a man whose ageless eyes have seen the fall of empires and who whispers rumors of a “true child of prophecy.” When Ádin discovers the first fragment of a hidden map— he realizes he may hold the key to a long-lost salvation. But every step toward the truth draws the attention of the Children of the Stars, a fanatical cult whose young prophet will stop at nothing to claim destiny for himself. As the moon circles high and the ashes swirl, Ádin must decide: cling to everything he’s known, or embrace a perilous path that could either resurrect humanity… or consume him in the flames of betrayal. In a world where water is worship and every lie is branded in blood, survival means choosing whom to trust—and what you’re willing to burn.

He was Yunzhou’s pride. A feared strategist worshipped for his precision and victories, but his pride and ego were greater than the heavenly warnings. Prince Liang Chen, the heir to the heavenly throne, was feared by most on the battlefield and worshipped in court. His pride led to a seven-year war, bloodshed, and division against Yelan and its prince, Ji Mingyan—the green-eyed prince whose sword slew thousands, his aura cold as the devil, and those tempting gazes that lingered longer. But heaven’s wrath can’t be ignored. And it fell, not only as rain… it poured. The flood washed away everything. Both kingdoms perished. Lives drowned. And nothing survived. Seven years of war ended with no victor… leaving behind nothing but dead souls. Breathing his last, with the blood of a thousand on his hands, Prince Liang Chen regrets it all. The battles, the endless quarrels—and also why he had not kissed Ji Mingyan when he had the chance… And like the heavens saw his heart, a second chance is given. Will it be wasted? Will he love, choose peace, or go down the same path…?

When an ordinary college trip leads Kartik to an ancient cave, he discovers a truth that should have stayed buried: a single, burning eye awakens on his chest—marking him as chosen by forgotten powers of Shiva himself. Whispers of dark villages that worship Asuras. Secret warriors who command divine spirit beasts, storms, and time itself. And an ancient war reigniting in the shadows of the modern world. Guided by descendants of a secret clan who worshiped shiva in the hidden village of Trinetra, Kartik is thrown into a world of deadly rituals, possessed people, and enemies who can raise the dead and command undead beasts. His only hope? To unlock the power of the divine eye before darkness claims everything he loves. Will Kartik survive the awakening… or become a sacrifice to powers older than earth itself? ⚡ Myth, mystery, and dark fantasy collide in this Indian mythology-inspired tale. Fans of action, secret clans, and ancient curses—welcome to the war.

Je ne suis pas une demoiselle typique ! ###### "Moi, alpha Dylan, je te rejette, Anastasia, en tant que ma compagne". "An- et moi, Anastasia, accepte ta rejection, alpha Dylan". Je me suis forcée à dire, avant de m'enfuir en larmes. Dès que je suis arrivée dans ma chambre et j'ai fermé la porte, j'ai éclaté de rire à cœur joie. "Je ne peux pas croire ça. Enfin, Alpha Dylan est hors de ma vie !". Vous vous demandez tous sûrement pourquoi je suis contente d'être rejetée par mon compagnon, n'est-ce pas ? C'est parce que je ne suis pas la vraie Anastasia.

“Tình yêu này, tôi mượn được bao lâu?” Là câu hỏi cứ lặp đi lặp lại trong tâm trí một người đã từng yêu bằng cả trái tim, nhưng chưa từng dám giữ lấy. Đây là những lá thư không gửi, là những dòng nhật ký cũ, là ký ức lặng lẽ về một người đã đi qua đời ta như một cơn gió – đủ để làm ta rung động, nhưng không đủ lâu để ta giữ lại bên mình. Một mối tình không trọn vẹn, không bi kịch, không oán trách. Chỉ là… người ở lại, chưa kịp nói hết những điều trong lòng. Và người ra đi, chưa kịp biết mình từng quan trọng đến thế nào. Tôi đã từng mượn một tình yêu… Nhưng tình yêu thì không phải thứ có thể giữ mãi trong tay.

They always called her a sinner. She called it survival. Julia never chose to be a nun, to worship a "Lord" she had never seen. But her parents left her no peace— “And these are supposed to be children of God? Who don’t let your soul rest?” she would think every day. For the record, this wasn’t blasphemy. She simply hadn’t chosen this life. “—1 Corinthians: And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” Yes... but only when I love the ‘normal’ way, she’d mock silently. Yet every time she loves the same butterfly between her legs, they whisper, “Holy Sin, Julia...” A story of desire, guilt, and the deepest rebellion.

He was just an ordinary man from modern era. Yet he was also a feared deity worshipped in divine era. In this time where gods walked with mortals, he will survive and thrive. He is no longer a man. He is Hades, the God of the Dead and King of Underworld.