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Kanojo No Imouto To Kiss Wo Shita

Kiss Of The Night

A College student got stuck inside the body of a princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was renowned to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an uncanny familiarity that defied all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist. ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you…’
Drops_of_Tears · 417 Views

NPC wa Eiyuu no Yume wo Miru ka? (VRMMORPG : Elysia Online)

The world believes Elysia Online is just an ordinary virtual game—a vast fantasy world filled with adventure and a competitive ranking system. But the truth is far darker. Beneath its complex system, this game is a trap designed to lure in dangerous individuals—the Player Killers who take pleasure in torture and murder. The government created Elysia Online as a filtering tool, a way to identify psychopaths who could become threats in the real world. Inside the game, Player Killers experience pain as if it were real, and they relentlessly hunt powerful targets to slaughter. And worst of all... No one can log out. A Nonexistent NPC Rei Aetheros—a mere NPC working as a porter in the starting city. But unlike other NPCs, he is aware. He can see his own status, something that should be impossible for an NPC. Even stranger, his status is empty—only his name appears, with no other information. As he struggles to understand his existence, he unknowingly gets caught in a much larger conflict. The Player Killers begin to move. They have set their sights on the Top Rank, the strongest players in this world. But only Rei can see the hidden identities of the Player Killers. Only he knows how dangerous they truly are. And only he realizes that Elysia Online is far more than just a game. Vengeance, Trust, and a Hidden Truth Along his journey, Rei encounters a mysterious woman—a former Player Killer seeking revenge on someone within their ranks. Together, they embark on a journey to uncover the identity of the shadowy figure controlling the Player Killers from behind the scenes. But the deeper Rei delves... The more horrifying secrets he unravels. What is the truth behind this game? Why does he, an NPC, possess self-awareness? And most importantly... how do they escape this world? The answers to everything lie at the highest floor of this world. But waiting there... is a truth not everyone is ready to face. Genres & Key Elements: LitRPG | Isekai | Mystery | Action | Psychological | Romance | Dark Fantasy Player Killers as the ultimate threat MC is not a Player but an NPC with self-awareness A game world that is more than just a game Slow-burn romance with heroines playing significant roles Fanservice & character interactions to balance the tension Tagline: "In this world, Players can live… and Players can die. But me? I was never supposed to exist in the first place."
Ritzuu_ · 5.5K Views

The Kiss of The Moon

Luna é uma doce jovem marcada pela dor. Amparada por um parente após a morte de seus pais, quando tudo dá errado a jovem tem sua liberdade roubada e se vê encurralada em um caminho sem volta. Quando Michael Preston, sexto Duque de Blanchard, retorna à cidade após longos anos, não imaginava que poderia se apaixonar instantaneamente pela jovem mais intrigante da região. A proximidade entre os dois desperta em ambos um sentimento arrebatador capaz de enfrentar qualquer obstáculo. Mas Luna guarda um segredo, algo doloroso que pode colocar em risco não apenas o amor de Michael, como também a sua própria felicidade. – Você fala sobre amor, mas não faz ideia de que duas pessoas podem unir-se por simples e puro desejo. Para muitas pessoas, é o suficiente, afinal nem todos encontram o amor. Não na sociedade em que vivemos. – Não acredito – ela afirmou, tentando afastar-se daquele homem. – Gostaria de saber, senhorita, como o desejo pode influenciar o julgamento de uma pessoa? Ela rezava para que ele não percebesse o quanto estava desestruturada. Ele penetrara sua barreira através de palavras e ela nem percebera. Não teve chances. – O senhor está sendo inconveniente. – Luna apertou os lábios. Não sabia como reagir àquela situação. Mais um pouco e estaria perdida, precisava sair logo daquele jogo de palavras o qual ela não sabia jogar. – Talvez devêssemos voltar para o baile, vossa graça – continuou, então ofereceu a mão a ele para que voltassem, mas sua fuga foi totalmente frustrada quando, ao aceitar sua mão, Michael acabara trazendo-a bruscamente para ele. – Sinto muito – ele respondeu. – Mas eu odeio bailes. – E, dizendo isso, Michael levou a mão à nuca dela, selando seus lábios com um beijo inesperado.
yui_n · 421 Views
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