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What’s it Like to Eat Your Own Words? Salty? Bitter? No clue? Then go ahead and ask Fara. Fara Brianka Genio, the powerhouse CEO of her own advertising agency, lives by one unshakable rule: No romantic relationships between employees. Period. But life is a bitch, Honey. As the boss, Fara takes integrity seriously, both in her company and her personal life. But things start to spiral when her five year relationship with Sean hits a rocky patch. Just as she’s trying to hold it all together, along comes Ziggy, a charming, aggravating employee with a knack for causing trouble. One fateful, blurry night, Fara mistakes Ziggy for Sean, and the next morning… let’s just say clothes weren’t part of the equation. Now Fara’s facing the biggest PR crisis of her life named her own love life. What’s a woman to do when the no-strings rule tangles her up in chaos? Can she keep her cool as the boss, or will Ziggy flip her world upside down?

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

"When the world ended, it wasn’t fire, war, or even aliens that took us...it was time." In the year 3025, humanity’s relentless ambition led to its quiet collapse. A global chain reaction of environmental decay, overreliance on AI, and a mysterious biological catastrophe erased nearly everything. Now, the remnants of the world belong to silence, ruins, and the few who still breathe. Through the eyes of a lone survivor with one year left to live, this story is a journey of love, loss, and the fragile beauty of what it means to be human. From the mundane struggles of finding food and patching roofs to the profound weight of remembering what once was... --- A Survivor's Journal captures the raw truth of survival and the delicate threads that bind us to life and each other.

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… This story contains, cuckold, netorare (NTR), netorase, sluts, whores, exhibitionism, outdoor intercourse, voyeurism, seduction, milfs…. Read it at your own risk. Infinite stream, magical creatures, weak to strong… Suddenly a house wife woke up with a grasp and had a climax …. Ahaaaa…. She fell back and slowly came to her senses to realize that she is back at her old crammed house. “I did not die…. That is great.” She looked at the phone on the side and found that she returned just 6 days before the start of “Survival of Races”. “Today is the day I was trapped by my boss. Hehe I will steal everything he has and leave him a big debt in these two days. I will take my revenge on my drunkard husband, step son and my family that made my life miserable. This time I have to enjoy, instead of letting them enjoy me…” Wait the “Magic Milk” ability that I got in my past life followed me. My ring is not a hand ring but a clit ring holding the castle of desires with space. The survival system everyone got has received an extra patch from the will of lust turning it into a Perverted Survival System. Survival of races starts with everyone on earth sent to a huge planet with only a simple raft. I have got a new ability called the “Original Trajectory Memories” “First task: reach the nearby island before your life support raft was broken by the shark. Life support raft (200/200) Reward: entry into the survival world.” “Why are all my quests in the survival worlds appear so perverted. Not that I care if they are perverted.” The survival worlds can range from apocalypse, natural disaster, manmade disaster, zombie world, ghost world, demon invasion, beast invasion….

Genevieve is engaged to be married to Kyle Gonzalez, the one who took her out of the bar and patched her up together, but an unexpected encounter between her and Misha puts the chemistry back into full bloom. With the wedding ceremony merely moments away: Will Genevieve walk down the aisle and seal her fate forever or run back to the arms of Misha Anderson?

When the Heaven Spirits descended, all that bore witness thought of it as a blessing. Only those that survived knew that it was a curse, shackles in place to monitor all beings within Heaven's Code, limits imposed to suppress all beings. Sheng Tian, who's talent transcends even that of the Absolute One, desires to break out of the confines of the Heavenly World and establish his own sanctuary. Will he fall facing the Guardians of the world? Will he stay true to his original intentions? Only time will tell. Operation Revision is underway! I will slowly but surely go back to my earlier chapters and revise them, using the experience I gained to patch up the holes. Any chapter that I have revised will be stated at the bottom in author's thoughts. Current progress: Chapters 1-10

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Read about Jak and Deama as they wake up after their age is long past. "After being turned into stone by the demon lord Jak wakes up feeling like he could pass out at any second "I've been weak before but this is truly shit." he thinks as his vision starts to clear from patches of white. looking at around he finds himself in a courtyard, one that looks very well constructed or at least what was. "okay Jak think logically. I was fighting the demon lord saw a flasher of light and now I'm here feeling weak." As he walks forward hobbling with each step taking in that his earlier observation of the courtyard being well bad proven false as he sees broken piecses of a brick ceiling in the floor. some worn brick walls falling apart. A mount of plants and moss that hasn't been trimmed. "okay so maybe not a courtyard..and I'm clearly not in the same place as I was. hhhmmm, I was probably teleported or something. tha doesn't expain why my armor is more damaged." he thinks as he looks down at his body for the first time since waking up...."What the fu-" Now read the shitty book -Terrible writer dude

Ha-rin always thought her programming skills would be her greatest asset—until she woke up in the body of Adira, a nameless extra in a world gone awry. A robotic voice informs her that she’s been pulled into an abandoned novel, one where the characters have deviated wildly from their original roles. Her mission? To guide them back to their destined paths and prevent the collapse of the world. There’s just one problem: the male leads seem far more interested in Adira than the story’s original heroine, Brielle—a girl manipulated into "evil" by forces beyond her control. As Adira navigates this glitching world, she becomes entangled with three enigmatic male leads. Asher Calloway, the charming knight who hides a keen intellect behind his playful smile. Riven Blackwood, the brooding protector with a tragic past and a sharp wit. Cael Viridian, the fiery warrior whose reckless passion hides a surprising vulnerability. With each chapter, Adira uncovers layers of deceit, discovers the truth behind Brielle's innocence, and grapples with the affections of the male leads—all while racing against the clock to restore order to this fractured reality. But as her bond with Asher deepens, she begins to wonder: if rewriting their destinies means sacrificing her own, is she willing to debug her heart to save the world? In a world where love and loyalty clash with fate, Adira must decide: will she follow the script or write her own ending?

In the confines of a tiny 0.75-gallon terrarium, a fragile and vibrant ecosystem unfolds. Beneath the cover of bark and the shade of a fading clover plant, Mossback, a newly hatched isopod, embarks on a life of survival, exploration, and quiet resilience. From his first tentative steps in the moss patch to his encounters with dominant rivals, fleeting alliances, and the ever-busy springtails, Mossback navigates a world where every droplet of water and every shred of decaying plant matter is a lifeline. Over time, he learns that life within the terrarium is as beautiful as it is unforgiving—a delicate balance of growth and decay, survival and loss. As the terrarium changes, Mossback grows older, witnessing the slow decline of the ecosystem’s most powerful inhabitants and the rise of new life from the remnants of the old. Through his journey, the story reflects on the fleeting nature of existence and the cyclical patterns of life, reminding us that even in the smallest, most overlooked corners of the world, the same struggles and triumphs echo. "A Fragile World" is a poignant and scientifically grounded narrative that captures the beauty and impermanence of life, exploring themes of survival, mortality, and the interconnectedness of all living things. It is a story that will leave readers marveling at the complexity of even the tiniest ecosystems and pondering their own place in the grander scheme of life.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

Penny is an excitable five year old on a trip to a beautiful forest cabin with her family. She stumbles across a field of flowers in the forest and sees a black rabbit with white patches of fur. All is as should be...or is it?

In 2024 a disaster came upon Earth, that caused the planet to change greatly. It was no longer the same. Magic, elf's, vampires, demons and so much more had changed it for the better or the worst. Asclepius now it's name and the baby who's eyes had fluttered open was Adrian Amdis Acheron. A new body, a new world and even a system. What secret does he hold and how will he manipulate everthing to his own advantage? But will the manipulator of manipulators be outsmarted? The one pulling the strings might not be Adrian as he gets washed away to whatever world would get him stronger. ___________________________________________________ This is completely mine. Everything is what I tought long and hard over. And especially used imaginition for. All characters are mine and so is the storyline. The cover isn't mine. If the owner wishes for me to remove it please contact me. *One to five chapters a week.

NOTE: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SOME VIOLENCE AND MATURED CONTENTS. what do I do ! I can't just leave! am carrying his child! Emily pounderd on weather what she was doing was the right thing, at first it was a simple one night stand, but now there were married and expecting a child, but he already had a child for another woman. I don't like her, Lisa only like mommy Emily, the little girl cried, as Emily told her she would be leaving the house. Lisa was the first child of" Martin Michelson", an handsome billionaire she had slept with in other to get pregnant, but not to trap him or something, she just wanted a child and she felt Maybe his genes were good. and now that story has turned to this, " Emily Santiago, daughter of a wealthy actress, who intentionally tricked and got pregnant for Mr Martin Michelson, how wants to take over the property. and the worst part was that Martin din't even believe her. to him she was just a bitch he had a one night stand with. four years later he had a change of heart and desperately wanted her back, but she was no long the Emily he once knew. his family hated him for what he did to Emily, his first daughter, " Lisa ", hated him most, and all he wanted to do was patch things up. but how do you find someone who doesn't want to be found!

2215 5 Years has passed since the Honzodie Empire fell to the might of The People’s Communist Republic. Now the P.C.R. stands as one of only three world powers alongside the United North America and the European Federation. As the P.C.R. continues it’s expansion the Federation and U.N.A. search for way to reestablish a power balance in the world. Ichigo Iwatani is a 25 year old Salaryman living in the Tokyo the former capital of the Empire. His coworkers find him odd from the fact that he wares an eye patch to the fact he never takes his gloves figuring he was probably a veteran of the Millennium War and as result usual brush it off. In truth he’s a deserter tired of the army and its way of things wanting a quiet life to himself, but that all changes when he meets the Daughter of his former Commanding Officer while she’s being chased by Military Police. Feeling an obligation to repay a debt to his old C.O. he helps her out how ever he ends up doing the one thing he swore he’d never do again, and thats kill!

Anastasia Wright - or Stacey, as she prefers to be called, finds a black monolith covered in alien writing within the overgrown park near her house. Touching it causes her to become stranded in another world which is a cultural melting pot where humanity is under threat by the local people who call themselves the Ancients. Battles with the Ancients and their beastmen henchmen are common. Kidnapping and violence are the norm despite what appears to be a peaceful civilisation on the surface. With no money, no local knowledge and an inability to communicate or read the national tongue, Stacey struggles to survive. Worse, she's accidentally offended the entire country on national television. All Stacey wants is to go back home but the question is - how? When she comes across a man who is powerful and influential in both worlds, whom also has the ability to return her to her own world, Stacey asks for help. Thieren Huo agrees to help - it's just not the kind of help Stacey was hoping for... Not a romance story although some romantic themes will be involved. Contains some violence and mature themes. Parental guidance recommended. This is a pantser story. Reader suggestions and ideas encouraged for further story development. Reader assistance for editing and advice welcome. Self-editing does not catch all errors. Warning, there may be plot holes. Let me know if you find one so that the holes can be patched where possible. This is a pantser, after all. This story is going to be rewritten. I'm not happy with it. There may be huge changes to to the storyline and plot.

The sweet scent of flowers invades my nostrils, while a light breeze caresses my body. I reflexively turn the other way, my hand flailing around my waist futilely seeking my blanket. Unable to find it, I gradually wake up, only to realize that I am not on my bed, nor in my room or in my house… instead, I am lying in a patch of grass in what looks to be a small clearing in a forest. Wait… WHERE THE HELL ARE MY CLOTHES???? I jump to my feet in panic and look left and right trying to figure out what is happening. My mind can’t process the situation, but after a few minutes the panic recedes and I start thinking somewhat rationally again. I check myself for any injuries or bugs crawling on me and I am relieved when I find none. Then my brain processes what my eyes see and I freeze. I once again start checking my body slowly, running my hands over it inch by inch. My beer belly is gone, the white hairs on my chest are now black and my body while not exactly rippling has defined muscle lines. Yeah, nice dream, I thought. I haven’t looked or felt so good since I was 20. Then reality slaps me again. A memory surfaces from the depth of my mind from a researcher’s interview on tv; you can’t smell something in your dreams, you just identify the scent that you should be smelling. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I smell the grass, the little violet flowers, the scent of the tree resin carried by the wind… fuck!... Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore…

A young boy named Liam has two separate bodies in separate worlds, while in one world he lives in the glory of hunting monsters and dealing with his troublemaker party in his real world he's just your everyday loser.

In the dimly lit room, Magnus gently caressed her cheek. "My love, you know I've been a man of power and ambition, but in your eyes, I see a world I never knew existed." "I've always known there is goodness in you, even behind that tough exterior. But if you have two choices in your hands, will you choose love over power, milord?" Lysandra asked. Drawing her closer, Magnus whispered seductively, "Perhaps I desire both. Stay with me and I'll make sure you won't slip away, because I want you to be my only bride. I don't care if you're a boy. I would not wish any companion in the world but you. I'll protect you, cherish you, and love you like no other." *** After a terrible fever following the nuclear explosions wiped out many people on Earth, especially women and children, making childbirth risky for both mothers and babies, Lysandra Mullendore must go through the changed world. The old world with its structures has crumbled, and what's left is those with power and their strength. The looming threat of extinction is a constant shadow, a grim reminder of the fragile state of humanity as it struggles to endure in this perilous new reality. Some women, like her, managed to survive, but they are very scarce. And even fewer are protected from groups of men who, out of fear, try to dominate those who are left. Her journey takes a dangerous turn when she escapes a brutal surrogate program "The Hive", disguising herself as a boy using fake name, to survive in the oppressive Regime of Acheron. Living in disguise as a boy in a world governed by tyrants posed its challenges, but fate led her to an upscale café where the elite seek solace in luxury. It was here that she discovers an unexpected talent within herself, one that can melt even the iciest of hearts, including that of Magnus Caelumthral, known as the Supreme Lord. Despite his formidable intellect and power, his heart was a fortress until her charm breached its defenses, captivating him completely. In a post-apocalyptic world shattered by disease and despair, Lysandra's strength becomes her beacon of salvation. Her presence awakens something in Magnus, something he thought was long gone. Together, they navigate a world on the brink of chaos, where love and power collide, often demanding sacrifices along the way. Amidst the chaos, while his men relentlessly eliminated the rebels and seek the best candidates for the surrogate program, Magnus relentlessly pursues the little boy... Lysandra, determined to make her his, no matter the cost. Can she break his heart's icy chains? Can their connection endure in a world where survival is a daily struggle and trust is a rare find? Can love flourish in the darkest of times, when she's the key to his peace and he's the key to her freedom? In the end, for humanity to start anew, there needs to be someone to lead the way. *** Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction and is the product of the author's imagination. Some names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Your supports in power stones, gifts and golden tickets as well as some reviews are highly appreciated. Thank you. @Cover design and all character images by the author with AI generated image. Find me in IG @Karensiarose Discord @Karensia

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Can you imagine a super cute, sometimes timid, and every time dense, joyful, and very bubbly person doing something horrifyingly horrendous like peeling someone's skin alive, cutting their nails to the roots, tormenting them by spraying their body with hot boiling cooking oil mixed with highly concentrated hydrochloric acid, and creating patches of clothes using their scalps with the hair still intact? Yan Huli, who was sick of a ‘transmigrator story coaxing their own death of god to live long and walking to the path of righteousness', decided to choose the road of a Villain! Using the Cutest Idol identity of his new body, he manage to... Conquer the World so easy? Beware our little Fox is very edgy and hasn't graduated to his 8th grade syndrome!!! 

The world is destroyed, ushering in a new era where everyone was granted the title of "lord" for survival. Vast territories, heroes, units, treasures, resources, and countless servers emerged from countless continents, all open for exploration. Qin Muye checked out his patch of land, looking like cannon fodder with a damaged suffix, and it just about made him want to cry. No god-tier skills, no secret hacks, and definitely no ridiculously overpowered professions. In the face of these obstacles, Qin Muye recognizes the need to adapt and innovate. As a researcher, he dives into the genetic modification of his troops, exploring new avenues to enhance their capabilities in this post-apocalyptic world. The narrative unfolds as he grapples with the evolving dynamics of survival, research, and the quest for a renewed way of life.

“Excuse me.” “Can I help you with something sir?” Turning in a rage, “will you give the young lady that get wet, this money for me please?” “I am sorry Sir, but I cannot do that.” “Then kindly check and see if she has fainted or something, the length of time women takes to change.” “Sir, you don’t understand, the young lady left almost ten minutes ago.” “Was she badly hurt?” He tried to relax realizing, 'Jezell was right, the young lady makes me feel on edge, but why? Seeing her in the mall for the first time, when she collided into us, it was not planned it was an accident, she seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere, but why were she smiling even when Jezell was rude by showing her the third finger. No one has ever gotten under my skin like that before and it irritates the hell out of me, then her running in front the car, I know it was not on purpose. I could see she was in pain but why didn’t she say something, someone else might have shouted at me because I was wrong, and why was I so ignorant, I didn’t even know it was her.’

In the Neighborhood, this family's Hustlin' just to make it, living paycheck to paycheck, Grindin' hard to keep it together. But when the Moms loses ha job , it's like they problems keep gettin bigga. Tensions flare up, and all these hidden truths start coming out. Dad's work put errthing they got includin them at risk, and it all explodes one night. Mom's release all the things she been holdin back, calling out his messed-up choices, while their boy sees the whole thing crumble. He's wondering if they'll ever patch things up, if they'll ever get back to being tight like they used to, in the middle of all this mess they're stuck in.

15-year-old Abigail Richards has rough patches in her life that leads to events that tear her life down as she pushes into her sophomore year. Esma will be going through sequences of events that leads her into trying to free herself and improving her life. Find out more in the story Caged!

Xiao Ling who passed out and was at the mercy of a boss dungeon monster and being crushed to death open his eyes again to find himself laying in a leaky thatched cottage along with a man. The problem was that he should be crushed into paste and never open his eyes again after being stabbed in the back by his party members   “ Wh …. Who are you? “   The man sat up quietly wearing a hanfu which was worn out with Patches, he stared at Xiao Ling for a moment   “ wife … are you awake now? “   Xiao Ling’s eyes rolled backwards and he passed out, the man quietly placed a finger on Xiao Ling’sf forehead as if he was searching for something in Xiao Ling’s mind… the corners of his lips slightly curled up forming a smile before he retrieved his finger. Mc: Shou. Shadow Monarch. A bit Yandere with an easy to bully face, but very fierce as fuck when poke. Ml: Gong. Gentle but beastly, likes doting on our little shou. Gong isn't wonton who follows shou around like a lost puppy, although supports shou always and dots on him, but Gong likes to do things his ways too! Shou and Gong have tactical understanding and work alongside each other and see each other as equals. Spend 500 worth coins = 2 parts at once Spend 1000 worth coins = 3 parts at once Spend 5000 worth coins = 5 parts at once Spend 10000 worth coins = 7 parts at once Spend 15000 worth coins = 10 parts at once Find me on Discord: Hawa Kim#2294 Support me on: https://ko-fi.com/hawakim  

In the millennia that passed since Kaizer's disappearance, Sanguine City underwent a remarkable transformation into a technological marvel fueled by Blood Technology. Kaizer's memory faded into obscurity, forgotten by Vampire Society. The populace of New Sanguine City, now dominated in numbers by Ascended Vampires, and ruled by the original Noble Vampires, saw unprecedented power and prosperity through the transformative capabilities of Blood Tech. Humans, once prey, now live within a secure compound, leading relatively ordinary lives during daylight hours as essential members of the city's workforce. In the sequel to "Shadows of Sanguine," the Vampire princess Darcia embarks on a perilous journey haunted by a Curse, a consequence of her grief over the loss of Kaizer, the Lost Child of Nocturnastra. Bound by a mechanical muzzle that evokes a skeletal grin and cursed with hair turned white and eyes ablaze with fiery red, Darcia's constant pain is a testament to her refusal to feed. Her power wanes, and the only hope for salvation lies in reuniting with her lost love. As Darcia navigates the streets and alleys of New Sanguine City, she seeks to uncover the truth behind Blood Technology, for she finds it peculiar how the advent of Blood Tech severed the traditional link between Vampires and their primal need for Human blood, and it came almost right after Kaizer's disappearance. Darcia becomes the linchpin of a secretive resistance group known as "The Kaizer Project." Led by the rebel princess, the group seeks to unveil the mysteries shrouding the technological advancements in Vampire Society and discover Kaizer Anderson's whereabouts. Darcia faces a dual challenge as a looming threat emerges from the Underworld. Alessia, concealed in the depths of Acheron, stirs with a strengthening Curse. Meanwhile, Isyra's prophecy predicts an apocalypse, fueled by the fear of Alessia's potential escape. Darcia's path is fraught with peril as she confronts not only the supernatural forces within New Sanguine City but also the relentless pursuit of her mother, Queen Hundred, the Noble families, Elites, and The Cauldron. Exiled from Vampire Society and branded a wanted criminal, Darcia must navigate her operations with utmost discretion, with every move calculated to avoid the watchful eyes of those who would see her destroyed. Leading the "Kaizer Project", she grapples with immediate challenges in New Sanguine City while contending with cosmic forces that threaten chaos against Sanguine and the Overworld as well. Amidst the struggle for truth and the quest for Kaizer, the characters navigate a perilous landscape of Vampires, prophecies, and the supernatural, facing an uncertain future. With her fate entwined with Kaizer's, Darcia faces a race against time, battling not only the formidable challenges of the Vampire hierarchy but also the debilitating effects of her Curse. Can she overcome the shadows of her past, break the Curse, and reunite with Kaizer to alter the destiny of Sanguine forever? The sequel unveils a gripping narrative of love, rebellion, and the quest for truth in the mysterious depths of the Vampire underworld. Asher, an Ascended Vampire residing in the gritty corners of Sanguine City's ghetto, dreams of escaping the shadows and ascending to Elite status. Living in a cramped apartment with his sassy roommate, Celeste, a dark fairy, Asher works as a mercenary, taking on dangerous assignments for Nobles and Elites in hopes of climbing the social ladder. Despite his lethal skills, Asher finds himself stuck in the underbelly of Sanguine society, struggling to earn the coveted ascension in rank. His mundane life takes an unexpected turn when his boss, a member of the secretive Cauldron organization, assigns him a mission to capture individuals associated with the Kaizer Project.

(Update weekly on Friday) No one knows that the Cadman brothers, Frederick, Andre, and Hugo, the most eligible bachelors in town known for their wealth, power, and good looks, are actually descendants of a mythical creature once thought to exist only in folklore. They are living the good life as modern-day "Lycans". Frederick Cadman, the eldest of the three, is a highly successful real estate tycoon on the west coast. He is known for his sharp business vision and unwavering dedication to work, which has earned him the reputation of a workaholic among his brothers. However, fate has a different plan for Frederick as he crosses paths with Kate Brown, a realtor from Los Angeles who is caring for her nephew; Lucca, and searching for her missing sister. Their unexpected encounter turns Frederick's life in a new direction, re-evaluating his priorities and make room for the unexpected! Kate Brown is a successful realtor in Los Angeles, enjoying a stable career until she faces a rough patch in her personal life. Just when she thinks nothing could go wrong, her sister disappears without a trace, and her brother-in-law turns unstable, leaving behind her young son Lucca. Kate is suddenly thrust into the role of a mother for her nephew. However, she never expects her life to take a new turn until she meets the one and only Frederick Cadman.

[ONGOING - DAILY UPDATES] Marcus Orlando is a young billionaire stationed at the heart of New York. He owns a couple of companies and real estates, ladies love his amazing physique and lifestyle. He's truly a heart breaker but there's a deep secret he can't reveal, Marcus is a sex addict and an insane serial killer. He sex traffics women for his pleasure, he likes to hurt them and when they disobey him one way or the other they found themselves dead. Things change when Marcus meets a mystery lady, a licensed lawyer named Diana Davis Miller who happened to be her private lawyer and a married woman. What Marcus wants he gets but this time things aren't so easy, and Diana plays hard to get whilst remaining loyal to her husband. These two are on a rough patch between intertwining their feelings and keeping everything in order. It's a roller coaster of emotions, mystery killings and luxury all in one setting. Content: This story contains strong sexual erotica actions, violence, drug uses, crime and dark romance. Must only be viewed by adult readers and it's rated MATURE. Please, proceed with care. ~ Excerpt Scene~ Confused and overwhelmed with everything, Marcus remained silent with a piece of cloth over his mouth looking on as Martin escorted a crawling and bleeding Jacob to the elevator. Martin opened the elevator and helped Jacob inside it - there was blood all over the place starting from where Jacob's car was and going all the way to the elevator. "You said twentieth floor right?" asked Martin. "Go to hell" Jacob cursed laying down with a bullet inside his heart and another one on his leg. "We are all going to hell, but for now. You first!" Martin shot Jacob on his head and then pinched the elevator to take him to the twentieth floor. Martin returned to Marcus and held his shoulder "Let's get out of here" he said and a scared Marcus agreed. This was a side of Martin that Marcus has never seen before, he felt perhaps his friend was possessed by something and he wasn't himself. The first time Marcus killed Linda, Martin was so angry about it and he seemed not to like killing and he was never a fan of it but now he committed a cold murder. "Good Lord! Diana..." Marcus was awestruck along the way and he reached out for his phone. Martin grabbed it. "What are you doing sir?" "Calling Diana" "Why?" "To inform her that there is a body coming up in her apartment and she mustn't come outside. She can't be blamed for this Martin, we must protect her" "Listen Marcus no one will ever think it's Diana who did that. She's knocked out in her room as we speak, she won't be the one who will find Jacob's body, relax okay? It's over" said Martin as he kept on driving. "Why did you do that? Why did you kill him?" asked Marcus after a long deep breath. "We will discuss that when we are back home. For now, she's all yours" Marcus didn't understand whether he should either celebrate or be cautious of what Martin had just did - but he knew deep down that he can trust Martin with his life. They drove silently along the road and Martin played Whitney's classic just so not to make things way awkward. The elevator to the twentieth floor beeped and a couple were outside waiting to get in, they didn't expect to see what they were seeing in front of them. The wife panicked and started crying, while the husband took his phone and called the cops. In just a few minutes the NYPD packed on the 740 Park Ave apartments and analyzed the incident. The whole building was ceased for a crime investigation, poor Diana, she woke up to such shocking news and she couldn't stop herself from crying her heart out. She called Demi and Jared to come over and then she called her mother Elizabeth and told her about what happened to Jacob - that whole night Diana didn't sleep at all.

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