Insolence Dashboard

"Get your hands off me!" she almost shouted, wrestling against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

*Author's other work (She belongs to the Demon King)* *** They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other! When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt. That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom. Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife. Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything. Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love? Excerpt "I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!" ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger. "Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love." He calmly grabbed her poking hand. "And what would that be, my fine sir?" "That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear." "You—" "And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!" "You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!" "Well you are no precious prize, are you?" And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree. His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

Wang Yisheng was just a farmhand. Returning home one day, he was forcibly pinned down by a stranger who shamelessly made use of a cucumber. The man, proud as a cat, maintained his air of superiority even while under the effects of an aphrodisiac, commanding Wang Yisheng to lick when told to lick, and thrust when told to thrust. Having lost his purity to a mere farmhand, the prince of the grand Da Mao Kingdom, Prince Miao Wei, was surprisingly pleased with Wang Yisheng's service. "Reluctantly," he decided to take Wang Yisheng as his personal male concubine, ensuring he was attended to day and night. However, how could the noble prince, Miao Wei, restrict himself to only one male pet? What if this insolent dog became arrogant from being overly pampered? "This prince must take on new male concubines to prevent this disobedient servant from thinking too highly of himself. Obediently allow this prince to dominate you as I see fit!" "Your Highness can ride me however you wish. I’ll make sure you’re so weak in the legs and swollen in the belly that you’ll never want to leave me." "Stop talking! This prince orders you to serve me properly!" "As you command, Your Highness." Life as a farmhand was already difficult, but now dealing with the prince, whose insatiable needs couldn’t be satisfied by one "giant rod," was another challenge altogether. Cat Prince: "From my royal experience, let me tell you—all loyal and honest dogs secretly harbor a desire to ‘bully’ cats." Dog Farmhand: "Dedicated to ‘bullying’ His Royal Catness for a hundred years." The Cat Prince swatted Wang Yisheng’s approaching face away with a paw, irritated by his incessant attempts to lick and tease. "This prince is of noble blood! You lowly mutt can’t just think you’ll breed with me whenever you please!"

In the beginning, he said, "A lowly commoner from Jiangning County? What a disgraceful status, I won't marry her!" After meeting her, he clicked his tongue, "So frail and delicate, she can't stand a blow, too weak, I refuse!" When she approached him alone, carrying the marriage book, he stood leaning on the door, grinning insolently, "Are you here to make me marry you? But this young master doesn’t want to marry young!" Upon learning she was there to annul their marriage, his face turned dark as a thunderstorm, emanating a murderous aura, "Who gave you the guts to revoke the marriage with this young master?" ... Su Rong felt, Duanhua Princess must be blind, this man was so pampered and spoiled, how was he worth dying or living for? If she had known earlier, she would have thrown the divorce letter at his face the first time she saw him. ————————————— The tender signs of spring on the delicate Hibiscus pillow, amidst the drunken flowers filling the room, unnoticed. — Su Rong. A gallant young man in fine clothes and on a steed, a single glance causes a lifetime of confusion. — Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish. I wish to have known you earlier, protect you among the aromatic chambers strewn with brocades. Tear through the illusions, cut down the thorns, with hands unstained by blood, just as pure as you were when we first met, the young and soft little girl. Your wish is my wish. I wish I had known you sooner when you were like a refreshing breeze near the moon. I dared not approach for fear of disturbing the phoenix and mandarin ducks. Praying to be the moon in the sky to cast a reflection on you, accompany you while you watch the flowers bloom in the spring and gaze at the snow in winter, each and every year at Chang'an.

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

Seraphine Patrick is a sweet, cheerful, and innocent girl who was born without an iris. A misfortune she had come to settle with while living in the outskirts of the village. She learned the act of self-reliant at a tender age when she lost the only parent she had ever known - her father. With the help of an eccentric old man, she worked in a pawn shop where she met a close-off, cold, and self-absorbed pure blood vampire, Xavier Orsini. Xavier is a cursed vampire whose birth disrupted the cosmic balance - he was not meant to be born. Due to his mother's misdeed, her punishment was to watch the child she went to a great length to conceive suffer throughout his lifetime. The path of Seraphine and Xavier not only crossed but their fate became intertwined when Seraphine was blessed with the eyes of a powerful spiritual being, Phemerah. Not only did Seraphine needed Xavier's protection from different species who would go to any lengths to possess the eyes, but he's also one of the few people who had no desire to aquire the eyes for himself. Xavier also discovered that with Seraphine's newfound abilities, there could be a way for his curse to be lifted. In the course of working together to achieve their goals, the two creatures with opposite traits found something more during their adventurous journey. ********** Excerpt: Few hours later when the sun was at its peak, true to Phemerah's word, her eyes fluttered open. "Oh thank the spirit god," the moon goddess jumped from where she had been sitting not quite long to rest her feet. Quickly moving to the bed, she offered her a glass of water, "are you all right, dear? Vamprith moved closer and brushed her locks aside, patting her carefully, "I'm fine." She replied with a raspy voice. "Is everything okay?" They asked, one doesn't need to ask about her power which has clearly left her body, the radiant skin is not the only give away but also the change in the color of her eyes, all trace of purple or lavender was gone, replace by brown eyes which marched her hair. "I'm fine" she repeated. "We both felt your abilities when it blessed our people, the surge of power in my wolves' limbs was enough to know they had gotten stronger." The Vampire King agreed, "I felt the agility in my vampires' body as well. The lightness in weight and strength in their power are enough sign that they have gotten stronger." The Moon goddess could not keep her curiosity at bay, "what about the eyes?" Phorus at that moment barged in, not minding that he could be punished for his rudeness, all he cared about was seeing his mistress. The goddess glared at him, just when she wanted to hear the location of the most powerful thing, "what insolence!" with narrowed eyes at Phorus for the rude interruption. Phorus bowed immediately, "forgive me my lady, I couldn't help but see for myself that that Lady Mine was awake, hale and hearty" "Do that again next time and you'll lose that eyes of yours, never to see your dear mistress anymore" she declared after Phemerah gave her an apologetic look for Phorus' behavior. "Dear Phorus, as you can see, I'm fine. I told you everything will be all right" "I'm glad you really are, Lady Mine, I thought I would never see you again." Not one to be patient for too long, the Moon goddess shooed him away so Phemerah could continue her speech. "So, what about the eyes?" "I don't know exactly where they are but I'm sure they are still in the Spirit realm; I can still feel them searching for a worthy abode. I'll know when they reside in another." "Is it possible to reside in a wolf" "Of course, species don't matter to them, they will reside in whoever they deem fit." "What if the worthy one is not yet born?" Said the Sun king "They will wait, even if they had to wait for centuries; they will. **********

As a video uploader who owned a model aircraft online store, Tang Rui suddenly discovered that the model aircraft he made had an upgrade panel that allowed him to add upgrading points to it. [Item: Fixed Wing Model Aircraft] [Experience: 35/100] [Sources: 0.1] For a couple of hundred yuan, Tang Rui upgraded the body of the aircraft to a proportional level, perfectly replicating the dashboard in the cockpit. He also added some enhancements, turning its EPO body into an aviation-alloy one. Tang Rui said, "System, show me your limits." From toy model aircraft to high-altitude, high-speed drones, and then to small-scale orbital shuttles... With the system panel in his hand, it would be too unambitious of him to just be a video uploader on a small website instead of creating a military weapons company and becoming famous.

AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

"The only way to end this war is by breaking your curse," explained the priestess and the eye of the goddess. "You were born as an unfortunate child, and that's why we were cursed along with you." "You always make such absurd claims but never tell me how to lift this curse," Olive retorted, his frustration evident in his gritted teeth. "The solution to your question lies in a human girl, one born with the sun in her eyes," she stated, dropping her staff and she laid down on her chair. "You must find this girl and form a union with her." Olive frowned, thoroughly disgusted by the idea, and in his anger, he scoffed, "You quack! None of your past prophecies were accurate, and yet you still claim to be the eyes of the goddess?" His frustration mounting, he rose from his seat and approached the old priestess with seething rage. "I bet Father wouldn't mind if I snap your neck in half, I am cursed anyways, I don't see anything wrong with getting more curses." "How dare you suggest that a pure-blooded vampire prince, the pride of my clan, should mate with a weak and lowly human? Do you not realize how much I despise them? They are no better than cattle! You insolent witch!" As he reached out to grab her, he noticed something unusual – she was asleep. His doubtfulness grew. She had the audacity to fall asleep in the presence of her prince! This would be reason enough to end her life. But she was too still for slumber. Reluctantly, he tapped her, but there was no response. Then he checked her pulse, confirming his suspicion—she was, indeed, lifeless. Khalilah's fate took an unexpected turn when she was abducted and forcibly separated from her family to wed a mysterious man. Little did she know that he was more than just a deranged individual.

[Mature content, R18, no rape] "Who has done this to you?" Azel asked softly, his jaw tightly clenched as he stared into her teary, bright amber eyes, his fingers itching to caress her cheek. "Tell me," he whispered, "and I will sever his head and present it to you upon a platter of gold..." *** Her birth alone left her mother in a terribly weakened state... Adelia, the only daughter and child of the Veldon house, was… strange. Neither her birth mother nor her beloved father, nor even the witches posing as servants in the castle knew what she truly was. Adelia herself was clueless. She blamed herself for her mother's illness, and with each passing day, both grew worse—the affliction and her guilt. For her mother's sake and for hers as well, Adelia willingly enters into a ruthless deal, a path to salvation that was bound to lead to her demise, one that would deny her the experience of love. Still, she didn't care for the consequences and sacrifices, for the need to cure her mother was far greater… But fate, ever mocking her resolve, throws her onto the path of an insolent stranger, a man with the power to alter her desires... *** Obsidian armor. Strong. Ruthless. These three words defined a single knight, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard of him. Countless tales spoke of his exploits, yet his identity remained shrouded in mystery. Azel Latham, the embodiment of this figure, was known by none, for his face had never been seen in battle. With a single stroke, he could fell twenty warriors in an instant. Azel had many secrets. His presence was strange, his appearance even more peculiar. A mischievous and playful look on the outside but a shattered and enclosed heart within. …It would not remain frozen for long, however, for an amusing encounter with a captivating woman would leave him wanting more… **Cover art does not belong to me, credit to the artist!

Nothing to see here. Inkstone wouldn't let me open my dashboard unless I "Write a novel"

Axe Noir, omega and second in the line of succession to the throne must marry Erwin Feret, alpha and current heir of the enemy kingdom due to the outbreak of war. Axe is everything an omega of his time shouldn't be: bold, independent, with strong opinions and total fighting prowess, he is an insolent omega, and that drives Erwin crazy. Erwin is an alpha raised in a toxic, alphaist environment, adapted to do what he wants, carefree and living his love affairs. Both as different as they are, they are destined to fall for each other, even if at the beginning they are only driven by desire, they may unknowingly be about to live the greatest love story of all time. That is, if war and lies don't destroy them first.

Aziel thought he was a man of mystery of intrigue and prominence and a blessing from God. He really is a self centered, insolent, crass slave driver and my boss, I’ve always been the reserved one but he has been driving me to my limit. I thought working as an attendant was hell but he was showing me a completely different part. I tried to show him I could handle it, but will it be too much for me to handle?.

There was a princess named Adeline. Call her Ali for short. She was the last warrior princess. Once she's 15, she will be assigned to save the kingdom from the evil king of Inulin, Hamlet. Will she succeed, or will she fail? This is a story about adventure, fun, and maybe add a touch of love. Perfecto with laughs. On royal road:https://www.royalroad.com/author-dashboard/submissions/edit/49921

Living in a noble life but not as noble himself, named Cliford he uses his father's fame to take advantage for his own benefit. Everyone in town known him as a 'insolent child' a lazy child who don't have any ambition or goal for his life. And use his fame to get what he wanted. but one day a tragedy happend and his carelessly life changes.

Lucid dreaming is something that everyone in the world love as they could do anything they wanted and escape reality but soon it got lost but after technology advancing for so long a new car game never seen before is coming out called Lucid Dreaming, it was a fantasy world of some sort. The world has changed but is it for the better or the worst come follow Draco on his journey. ..... I apparently can’t put up a cover photo for some reason when I try to press the dashboard or anything I still can’t get to it, if anyone knows what to do then please tell me.

Tino Sandra is a lead in arelationship with 2 guys and she only loves one and the other for money.She faces a choice to surrender her heart for money.

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed. “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” “Kill them all!” “Show no mercy!” “Off with their heads!” “Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. “They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”

I am a physical practitioner, they call me the “bulldozer”! I had once ruled over my times, establishing a family clan that was respected by all. The saying “breaking all rules with physical force” describes me perfectly! After I passed away, my body has remained intact for 1000 years. However, my unfilial descendants have decided to dig me out of the coffin and make use of my body to defend against natural disasters and attacks from our family’s enemies… “Dear ancestor, the Red Whale Gang is here to kill us, the Elders can no longer fight them off, please lend us your power with your body!” “Dear ancestor, please forgive us, the Heavenly Sword Clan is here to attack us again, the head of the clan is already severely injured, we need your body to scare them away!” … Until one day... “It’s too much hassle digging out the ancestor’s body and burying it over and over again! Why don’t we cultivate him into a battle puppet? He’ll protect us equally well that way!” “I believe our ancestor is watching over us. He will never forgive us for such disrespectful acts…” “That’s absolutely deplorable!” This bunch of unfilial brats deserve a good beating! One day, I regain my consciousness and lift up my coffin lid in anger… This is a story about the first physical cultivator, who had made significant contributions to human civilization and the cultivation realms a thousand years ago. However, infuriated by his insolent descendants, he wakes up from death and continues to do his part in elevating his family clan from the brink of extermination and saving his city from attacks by monsters. It is also an educational tale which instills moral righteousness and emphasizes the importance of filial piety, as the ancestor teaches his descendants to care for the young and respect the old, and to strive to create a peaceful world together as one family.

In an insolated town on the edge of the currently conquered countryside. Two parents sequester their stunted child to play and hopefully perish in the neighboring forest, where she instead finds something she'd never imagined, and hopes never to lose.

Ishizaki Haruhisa is a Holy Elf who was born in Northlandia, a heavenly land that is blessed by the Gods Themselves. Born to a loving family that came from a lineage of heroes, blessed with good and loyal friends and servants, and moreover, a lover who loved him with every ounce of her heart. ...He is destined for greatness, the path of heroes, and a path that he turned away from. He ran away from his own fate that is already set by The Gods, and he shall learn that fate is not something that anyone could ran away from…. …Enraged by his insolence, The Gods punished him by gambling away the very thing that he holds dear, his destiny, with a game of dices. One by one, everything he values and loves slip away from his grasp, his trusted friends, his loyal companion, his loving family and finally, his dearly beloved. Having lost everything, he had lost himself in the “Eternal Black Flame”, paying for every sins he had ever committed. …It is at this point that Ishizaki Haruhisa finally realizes, “I was wrong”. (C) artwork is from overdoor

Demons, Devils, Humans. They kill and take our bodies to use for they're own cultivation but when we do the same we are seen as nothing but insolent animals. Once hailed as Spirits were now only seen as Monsters. Well since were seen as monsters shouldn't we start to behave as one to show them what true Monsters are. No.....................................well it's just a thought. Follow R on trying to descend into a monster feared by all.

In a world where demons, dragons, and forgotten gods vie for dominance, Noir-a former junk collector thrust into a realm beyond his understanding-finds himself at the center of a dark, unfolding mystery. Awakened in a new body after a brutal betrayal, Noir is driven by a singular desire for revenge against those who wronged him. But the rules of this world are unlike anything he's ever known, and he quickly realizes he's caught in a deadly game with no guide, no allies, and powers he can barely comprehend. Bound by an uneasy alliance with Asmodeus, a frustrated demon prince, and Takir, a cunning dragon spirit, Noir must navigate a treacherous landscape filled with ancient magic, powerful weapons, and shifting alliances. As he gains new abilities and confronts the dangers lurking in every shadow, he wields "The Grimreaper," a weapon feared even by gods-a hungry blade that craves the essence of its victims to grow stronger. With two powerful entities trapped in his mind and a mysterious dashboard visible only to him, Noir must learn to master the arcane forces at his disposal or risk being consumed by them. As the binding contracts tighten and new threats emerge, Noir's journey is one of survival, discovery, and the relentless pursuit of vengeance-where every step forward could lead to unimaginable power or utter annihilation. In a world where every choice is a gamble, can Noir find his way to revenge, or will he become just another pawn in a game played by forces far beyond his understanding?

This is my first time writing. so yeah please give any suggestion you want. and yeah mc will be an evil protagonist. comment below and give feed bake. Tags: evil protagonist profits biased protagonist _______________________________________________ And with the 2nd review from No_Name_diety himself, He's presence shall forever be immortalized in the synopsis of my novel. question of the first reviewer (Smh, why can't other authors glorify their 1st reviewer. Not like that other piece of shit. This Old Ancestor here gave you my presence and you dare not respond. Your insolence shall be the downfall of your mortal. 收起 )

"You will marry the crown prince!You must.I will not let you disgrace me,you insolent child!" "But Mama,I do not love him." "Love?My naive daughter,love doesn't put food on the table but power does.And you my child will gain lots and lots of it " Apekeola finds herself bethrothed to the crown prince of her village who is nothing but a stiff wood to her but everybody wants to be in his good books ,so nobody has the guts to speak about his attitude. Meanwhile, Apekeola falls for Michael ,a foreign miner who arrives as a result of the discovery of oil. Will she succeed in following her heart or will she give in to the whims of her mother.

Mark Evander Vasquez. A very fierce looking man with a personality of an emotionless rock. A laid-back billionaire hotshot that all the girls at work would swoon over. Scarred by his past, Mark did not want himself to be involved with any woman. That was until he met Gwen one Saturday night at his friend's wedding. Gwendolyn Zosia Lopez is a bold and fierce type of woman, she likes to work everything according to plan. Her only goal was to make her ex regret his insolence not until she shared bed with a sinfully gorgeous man one Saturday night. After their encounter, Mark was prompted to meet her again. With their goals intact they entered a contract to use each other for their own accord. Would they fulfill their desires? or would they be drowned in ecstasy?

The Abyss is vast. So vast it cannot be controlled. So vast it cannot be tamed. But every society has a ruler and so does Abyss. Helios was not a ruler, but instead, he was the dirty knife the ruler used to stab insolent creatures of the Abyss straight into the heart. He was nothing more or less than a tool that brought destruction if used by his owner’s hand. He was the most feared general of this world, a world he adored but in which he was not free.  Every mission was a challenge, but the biggest one was yet to appear before him as he is finally getting sent to Earth again. His task is to retrieve the Maiden which, if combined with a Malor, could bring destruction to Abyss. That must not be allowed.

After myriad tribulations, the path to the peak is vast... what's next? is there any joy to witness anymore? But once the peak is reached, in order to attain this step, sacrifice is necessary, was it worth it? Through his sacred veil and his ten wings, he held his staff... Morpheus regarded the mortals that thrived, suffered, enjoyed, loved. Above him were the heavens, the God that pushed him through this path. Morpheus is such an individual, but God didn't count on the fact that in order to reach such a goal, a primal twist of the individual's mind is needed. "My son... you have reached the peak, but your soul might have perished along the way. Allow me to imbue your existence with joy and purpose." After reaching the peak, Morpheus felt devoided of amusement and life, forsaking all of his secular needs and desires, sacrificing himself for his family, his clan, his country, his continent... always a sacrifice. He was fated to go through the path of solitude and power. "Father... I don't want to go." Those were the words he said to the god that insisted to push him away from this world, after everything he sacrificed to reach the peak, he is to be sent away?! For what reason?! Magic is the peak of nature, the peak of human evolution, but in the vast existence there are worlds that don't believe such, worlds that believe in the path of machines. "My son, there are several worlds that might do with a touch of your grace, a touch of your knowledge... I shall now send you there as the saviour that will take those worlds back to the righteous path, you that dominate magic and life, who could possibly be better?" "But father... I... I worked so hard to reach here, how can you do this to me?!" "You don't understand this yet, my son, but this is for your own sake... go there and live, conquer, form, thrive, fight... I shall allow you to retain your memories, but the vitality of those worlds is swiftly decaying and thus, your divinity is limited... I trust you shall manage to not only save those words as you did this one but also, to finally live... don't sacrifice your desires again... follow your desires, my son." And just like that, with a living body but a dying soul, Morpheus was sent on his way with a lot of reluctance. The one that had reached the peak of nature, the peak of magic, shall face against those insolent ones that believe technology is the way, and destroy themselves in the process. Enjoy the story of a traditional magic protagonist, journeying through a dark cyberpunk world. #Gore, #Romance, #Harem, #Action, #OverpoweredMC, #Sci-fi, #DarkThemes, #Technology, #Magic, #AIs, #Robots ************* My discord server is noted beneath; please join and find support and copyright-free guideline illustrations related to this book as well as its future! Also, support me on Patreon if you consider my content to be quality! patreon.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/68Entk7Zs7