Breathe Tattoo

[Ding !! Euro Breather System Unlocked]  [One breath = 1 euro]  [Level 1 : Please use  100,000 Euros to level up] As Jack made his way back to his small apartment from his part-time work, he couldn't help but be amazed by a panel that materialized before his eyes. Despite his best efforts to dismiss the idea of such imaginary thing, his thrifty side begged him to believe in it. Coming from Australia after obtaining a scholarship to attend a highly esteemed German high school. All he had was a life without parents. He may expect his life to undergo a radical transformation now that he got a cheat system. Join my discord : https://discord.gg/aDAUyXxqEd Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and organizations are imaginary and any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. The narrative is intended for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect real-life occurrences or perspectives.

Published, titled "In My Time, You're All I Have" On the third day of their romance, Gu Yu cornered Tang Yuran in a nook, watching her with a mischievous and leisurely smile, "I want to be with you." "Huh?" Tang Yuran looked at him with a bewildered face, stammering, "Aren't we... aren't we already together?" "What I mean is, from body to soul, from our hair tips to our fingertips, to be together fully, without any blind spots." Gu Yu's lips curled into a naughtily amused smile. "But... it's only been three days since we made it official..." "So?" Gu Yu lowered his head, kissing the corner of her lips, murmuring, "But in my heart, you've been there for many years now..."

In the power meat grinder that is Washington, D.C., the Blackstone Group controls political scavenger Emily Watson through barcode tattoos. When avenger Victor Stone scorches her skin with an electromagnetic pulse, a dying Emily scans the barcode on her collarbone, accidentally activating a nerve gas canister buried in an underground pipeline on Capitol Hill.Within 72 hours, a toxic fog containing genetically-targeted technology envelops Washington, specializing in killing politicians registered in the DNA bank. Victor discovers that the biochip under his burn scar is counting down, and a jailed and reborn Adam Crawford holds the key that will shut off all the gas valves-but that will permanently lock tens of billions of the Blackstone Group's dirty money into a blockchain tomb. The trio must choose from the ruins of power: destroy all evidence and be reborn, or save their arch-enemy in exchange for a filthy immortality.

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.

Shit Shit Shit...how can this be possible!? Shit I can't breathe (gasp) (gasp)...those things keep following me But what happened? I was at my desk and after finishing that game I was brought here.....(grrr grrr) Shit here they come it's pointless; I'll think about all this shit later The first thing is to get away from all these things

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 ......

Everything turned black. I was struggling to breathe to keep myself awake. Pleading with my trembling hands for anyone to help me. However, no one came forward. Lizzie with a smug grin and my parents with a satisfied smile as they watch me die. And there he stood, the one I had given everything for. Jamie Barrington looking detached as ever. Ammie white was a girl that thought as much as she worked hard enough to please her family and her crush, they would someday love her back. It was all a lie. A lie fed to her by the very ones she loved. Unfortunately for her, she found out too late that one can never force anyone to love and respect them on the night of her wedding.

Lysander Argent, seorang petinju muda berbakat, meninggal dalam pertandingan terakhirnya dan bereinkarnasi sebagai Lyran Argent di dunia fantasi bernama Daratan Misteri. Dalam tubuh baru ini, ia harus beradaptasi dengan kehidupan bangsawan, menghadapi diskriminasi karena sihirnya yang dianggap lemah, dan membuktikan dirinya di Akademi Astra Veritas. Dengan memadukan seni bela diri modern dan sihir, Lyran diam-diam melatih diri di tempat rahasia, Hutan Astral, hingga menguasai kekuatan baru. Di tengah intrik keluarga, konflik perang, dan rahasia besar dunia, Lyran bertekad melampaui semua tantangan dan menjadi legenda yang tak tergoyahkan.

Ten years old Hinata Mitsuaki finds water as natural as breathing and only swims for himself with no desire of competing despite his formidable talent. Will circumstances awaken the sleeping beast lying deep within him?

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

This is the imaginary story of Ren, which me, crossing worlds. The first world breath world then fate world.

When a rival gang ruins his carefully planned bank robbery, Williams Albert is left with more questions than answers. He sets out to uncover the truth, which leads him to the mysterious Isabella, a woman with a cryptic tattoo and a secret motive. As they cross paths, Williams is torn between his thirst for revenge and his increasing fascination with the elusive Isabella. But when the truth finally emerges, will Williams be able to control his anger, or will the outcome be disastrous?

A breathing bone. That’s what the nurses called the patient lying down at the end of the hospital’s left wing. Far from the crowd and not supported by any life supporting machine. Abandoned and waiting for death. But death seems to avoid the man. Days. Weeks. Months. For eight years since the man was admitted in the hospital, he stayed lying down without any food or antibiotics… alive. With almost nothing but his organs, wrinkled skin, and bones, the man continuously breathed on top of that unchanged hospital bed that was left like that in fear that they would break the man if they tried to move him even for a bit. His curious case piqued the scientific community but no one can decipher what’s actually happening to the man’s body. Until his ninth year came. And the hospital fell from a massive earthquake. Gladly, in his ninth year, the breathing bone died.

"I do apologize to have to tell you the sad news Mr Quinzel. But you have less than a year left to live." This is what my doctor told me when I went for my monthly appointment two days ago. I couldn't forget the words or get them out of my head. ...... ...... This is my story, a dying man. That's what I am. When I heard this words, I couldn't even gape in surprise. The reason to that is simple. In no matter what I did. I always looked at myself as a scum. Of course that was until.... Author Here: would like to know what your thoughts are on this book after a few chapters.

Mara Ellison is a reclusive painter whose works are renowned for their raw emotion and haunting beauty. After a devastating breakup that leads to creative block, she retreats to her family’s old coastal estate, hoping solitude will bring inspiration. But inspiration comes in an unexpected form. Enter Rhys Calloway, a drifter with a magnetic presence, a smile that hints at trouble, and secrets etched into his very skin—scars, tattoos, and a gaze that sees too much. Against her better judgment, she asks him to model for her. What begins as an artist-muse relationship quickly spirals into something far more consuming. Rhys awakens a side of Mara she’s long buried—wild, reckless, hungry. But as her passion for him pours onto the canvas, she begins to unravel the secrets Rhys is hiding—and the darkness he’s running from. Their bond is electric, but it’s also volatile. Will loving him cost Mara everything she’s rebuilt—or will it save them both?

In a world where martial arts thrive, my name is Ye Zi—Ye Ziye, Ye Zizi. To achieve my current strength, I sacrificed everything and pushed myself beyond all limits. One by one, the companions and rivals who once stood as my equals have fallen behind. Yet still, it’s not enough!

Pain.... Flashing images.... Memories mixing..... Cold....so cold Resentment.....so much resentment filling his bones..... 'If only I can do it again'

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

"City's Grip" In a city where shadows breathe danger and trust is a currency few can afford, Samira battles to escape the chains that bind her to its merciless streets. Juggling a dead-end job and a debt she didn’t ask for, her one shot at freedom lies in a dangerous alliance with Malik—a smooth-talking hustler with secrets as heavy as the duffel bag he drags her into carrying. But when a drop-off goes awry and Samira finds herself hunted by unseen forces, she realizes Malik’s plan is far more dangerous than he let on. As the city’s grip tightens, she must outwit criminals, corrupt officials, and even those she thought she could trust. The city doesn’t let go easily. And for Samira, escape may mean sacrificing more than she ever imagined.

Azure Dragon, an ancient dragon of the 12 courts of heaven, is unparalleled in strength thanks to his use of forbidden arts. He becomes trapped by his leader for holding the most forbidden art of them all. As he breathes his last breath, a miracle happens. He is reincarnated into an infant body in a world he knows nothing about. As he grapples to get used to the power in this world, he finds himself slowly becoming attached to the family he was born to and the people residing in this world. Slowly, he starts to forget his main goal, revenge against the 12 courts. Lurking beneath his seemingly peaceful and ordinary life, an ancient evil threatens to resurface, putting an end to him for the 2nd time.

Why can't mommy breathe? mommy answer me. Forced to watch the horrifying scene of his mother being mutilated before his very eyes. And with no room for survival when the house is set blaze, Yelline will have to face a trauma shocking enough to make him curse his birth and wish this was all a dream. But sometimes reality can be cruel even to a 3-year-old kid "God bring back my mommy" not even a voice could be heard but his snobs...... Follow Yelline into his life and see how he overcomes the adversities, oh I mean how he is crushed by the world he was brought to. Guess what happens when the wheel of fate gives him a moment to smile?

Upon becoming an undead mage, Gu Xi discovered he had encountered a small problem. What was with being knocked out and thrown into a cell? To avoid becoming the first useless player to die before completing his job, Gu Xi decided to save himself! As a result, a future powerhouse known as the Breath of the Undead embarked on his legendary journey

Esmeralda accidentally enters the magical forest where the evil dragon lives. To get out of the magical forest, he joins Lafery's academy group to find the four lost spirit rings of the knights, resurrect them to defeat the evil dragon, and reopen the portal that was destroyed by the dragon's breath.

Rina, a small child, was caught and sacrificed by the desperate villagers to their god to end the eternal winter that plagued their village. Saved by a wandering man his eyes slowly opened up to the world he knew so little about. "You shouldn't do something just because you were told, who told you that you need to breathe to live?, that you need to open your eyes to see?, you never know, maybe it's all in your head and you never needed to do such things in the first place but was believed to do so"

The Young Girl with Hazel Eyes and the elegant fedora’s hats who just look up in the Big-Big Windows with one or two sigh with a little single breath in the middle of slighty and clear weather. Her broken smile and expressions in her beautiful eyes was verry sad. She Daydreaming seriously once again. But it looks like the ‘Daydreaming’ was obsessed with her. Really weird, aren’t it?! The Big-Big Windows make her smile again but with a little hopes in one Big Hopes. The Breath. Clear Breath actually. The Young Girl then, verry happy with the next seconds in her heart, yeah, its suddenly and make that so magic in miracles with a simple thing. She Smile again with one pull smooth smile. Look a little bit and more happier than before. Breath deep and exhale in the next seconds, the beautiful and better smile in the brightly and clearly of the lightly and flawless in the Beautiful Afternoon in that day. “Maybe He had a Million reasons to understand” She said clearly but with nervous because her situation, alone but wth a little Hopes bring it up again and a litlle bit more again, like a fantastic Srprise in the Clearly morning whe you wake up in the Summer cheers Up Daydreaming! She looked up once again and then with one bright and priceless smile, say once again with the beautiful and a little bright of the Priceless hopes. “But, can’t i understanding that - all of the reasons why? Lets we try,” Teera Said with a much Hoping in the middle of stronger of the strugle power to believe and understanding about the Reasons Why. And, Why?!

A world of superpowers named Quinx or Quinxez (pl) has the casual hero, villain, and everything in between. But it gets difficult to breath, difficult to make the "Right" choice. So who are you? What are you?

By day, Shirozaki Tenma is an ordinary high school student—quiet, friendly, and unremarkable in the eyes of his classmates. But by night, he becomes something entirely different: a talented, self-taught tattoo artist, working in secret. With his striking white hair and blue eyes, Tenma already draws attention in school, but no one knows the true nature of his skill or the risks he’s taking. Without official papers, his craft is illegal, and the shadows of his secret life grow darker with every tattoo he creates. As Tenma juggles his friendships, the pressure to keep his art hidden, and his dreams of one day going public, he finds himself at a crossroads. What happens when the things he’s hiding begin to surface? How far will he go to protect the one thing that truly defines him? Ink Under the Moonlight is a story about passion, secrets, and the fine line between following your heart and facing the consequences.

Eryon lives in a world where magic is as common as breathing—except he has none. As everyone around him wields incredible power, he struggles to find his purpose. Will he remain ordinary, or is there more to his story than he ever imagined?