Hermes Boots Bloodstained

Ronaldo: Kai, I thought you were here to assist me. Deng Kai: Initially, I indeed came to assist you. Ronaldo: Then why have I become the king of assists? Deng Kai: Because I've realized that I can Carry better than you! Don't be mad, being the king of assists isn't so bad. Everyone is now saying that you and Xixi are in a league of your own beneath me! Ronaldo: Pah! Messi: Smug face! Kaka: ??? Beckham: Watch my flying boot! Fat Ronaldo: I'll get your family some Golden Throat Lozenges! Ronaldinho: Let’s swing together! Zidane: Take this, my Iron Head Skill! Neymar: So what about us younger ones? Deng Kai: We're all kings of the ball, no need to be formal! Keep the music playing on the green field, keep dancing!

What would you do if you found yourself trapped in a video game as an NPC with seemingly no hope of returning to the real world? Having grown up without parents, Daisuke finds himself in a perpetual cycle of poverty as he tries to survive in the bottom rung of society. When the world's first VRMMORPG, Sehreneti Online, is released to the public, he decides to take a gamble by borrowing a buttload of money from some shady people to propel his hack-selling side hustle into the big leagues. After nearly getting his leg twisted into a pretzel for failing to pay off his loan on time, Daisuke decides to put his plan, Operation Jupiter, into action. Although a cool-sounding name, he didn't seem to be in Lady Luck's good graces that day. After uploading the code into his capsule and commencing the startup, everything goes haywire, booting his consciousness into the virtual world. When Daisuke comes to, he finds himself as a newborn fresh out the meat oven—and, of course, his circumstances are far from ideal. Apparently, he is still poor, but instead of being an orphan, he is now the son of a prostitute in the slums, with seemingly no connection to the game system or the real world. How will Daisuke overcome this trial, and will he be able to return to the real world? If you enjoy GameLit and LitRPG light novels such as Sword Art Online, Solo Leveling, The Rising of the Shield Hero, and That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, then you'll definitely enjoy this epic tale! --------------------------------------------- Support me by checking out the link below: » Linktree: https://linktr.ee/vaughnrrschneider » Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/VaughnSchneider

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Ignatius Thorn felt his life slipping away as he stared at his screen, the game he had invested so much in finally booting up. Drawn into its digital depths, He sat alongside the character he had purchased that day. At first, his fantasy life seemed perfect—until disaster struck. Finding the murderer would become his priority. With his system, he would grow stronger. Mystery and adventure await Ignatius as he builds his harem, fighting for his place in this new world. One chapter a day. 1500-2000 words.

Forcefully teleporting someone into a deadly game is not a nice thing to do, but now that he is here, and a rich reward has been promised to the survivors, our protagonist must fortify himself, for he has people to find, and a game to survive. At least there's magic, he thinks, as the bloodstains on his clothes vanish.

In the dead of winter, beneath a bleak sky, a lone child flees through a vast, snow-covered forest, chased by men whose swords gleam with deadly intent. His breath is ragged, his steps faltering, but he doesn’t dare slow down. With every crunch of snow beneath armored boots drawing closer, the child knows he’s running out of time. When a single misstep sends him tumbling to the frozen ground, all seems lost. His pursuers close in, their blades raised, ready to strike. But something stirs in the shadows of the forest, something ancient, something watching. The chase may have ended, but the story is just beginning.

Ilse thought her breakup with Ana was final—a clean, mutual parting. But Ana couldn't let go. For three days, Ana's obsessive texts, voicemails, and relentless stalking pushed Ilse to the edge. Blocking her didn't work; ignoring her didn't help. One dull, lonely night, Ilse tries to drown her stress with cheap beer, a vibrator, and an old dungeon-crawling RPG. Halfway through, her phone buzzes: an anonymous call. Ana. The sound of her voice sends Ilse into a panic. She screams, tells her to stay away, slams the phone down—but minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Ana is there, eyes wide and manic, clutching a knife and an ancient, bloodstained book. Ana chants something in a language that doesn't belong in this world. The blade plunges into Ilse's body, followed by a desperate, cuddle. As Ilse's vision fades, After being given a choice by an entity. Ilse wakes up somewhere else. A glitchy, corrupted world stretches before her, where reality bends like an old game on the verge of crashing. Naked, vulnerable, and utterly classless, Ilse stumbles through a bizarre urban sprawl, barely surviving. Living off mana pockets. A battle priestess, share's her energy with her. Giving her a choice, to play this world like a game or to succumb to the cycle. In this world, mana is life. And the most potent way to leech it? Through acts of intimacy. Ilse is thrust into a twisted realm where sex isn't just survival—it's power. However corruption threatens to change it all for the worse. **** UPDATES MONDAYS TUESDAYS WEDNESDAYS

[Interstellar+Spiritual Power+Pure Romance+Marriage First, Love After+Livestreaming+Gourmet Food+Disguises] Reborn overnight, Qu Tong cried to death; her vast wealth was gone, and she even ended up owing a billion in taxes. Stuck with a cheap husband her cousin didn't want who can't have children? Rarely comes home? And throws in an entire planet to boot? Qu Tong wondered if there could be such good fortune? She carefully guarded her full fertility value, perfunctorily yet sincerely playing the role of a big shot's dainty wife. She grew energy fruits and vegetables, fed them on schedule, and incidentally improved the food for the entire squad by taking care of their home. The Insect Clan attacked, His Highness was injured, ditching class to visit, pah! To check in. His Highness was too aloof; unable to charm him after a long time, she went online searching for strategies and even inquired about how to reasonably inherit all of her husband's wealth in the case of divorce. The next day, Si Yuting glanced at the top search trends, then looked at his guilt-ridden dainty wife and laughed, "That's difficult, considering I'm just divorced, not dead." Well-behaved and clever in front of others, behind their backs she did nothing of the sort. When her shop was reported, she cursed everyone who dissed her in the comment section one by one and blocked them all, leaving the netizens stunned: "Who taught her to curse like that?!!" In the academy competition, the enemy lacked honor, ganging up to bully the weak; Qu Tong pulled out a potion, directly turned the tables, and kicked them all out of the competition—no one can play me for a fool. When encountering a Star Thief, Qu Tong reassured everyone, "Don't panic, I'll go reason with them." Then she single-handedly drove her mecha, cornering the Star Thief: "This is a robbery, hand over everything valuable." ... One day. Qu Tong, holding her medical report, asked, "If I say I can reproduce asexually, would you believe me?" "Guess."

What if a simple copper plate held the key to unimaginable wealth and power? Ryan Carter, a struggling young man in a bustling city, leads an ordinary life—until the day a bloodstained copper plate awakens a mysterious system in his mind. The Appraisal System gives him the ability to see hidden values in artifacts, antiques, and treasures that others overlook. From flea markets to high-stakes auctions, Ryan’s journey from a broke shelf stocker to a legendary treasure hunter is packed with twists, suspense, and jaw-dropping moments. He uncovers ancient relics, unearths forgotten secrets, and challenges powerful elites who will stop at nothing to control the treasures of the world. From zero to legend, this is the story of a man who turns every step into gold.

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] Yōta's day went from normal to "What the heck?!" faster than you can say "isekai." One moment, he's an average sixteen-year-old playing video games in his room; the next, he's in the body of a scrawny boy named Sol, right in the middle of a raging war. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm gonna die! AGAIN!!" he screamed. This wasn't anything like those fantasy novels he had read of where the hero gets cheat powers and a cushy life as a noble. Nope, Yōta was stuck in the body of a weakling with zero abilities, no powerful physique, and on a battlefield to boot!

In the Eastern continent of Zhianhua, where such things as wind-riding boots and cloaks of invisibility exist, it is quite an honour to be born the eldest of three Royal Clans. Everyone knows you are the one who will have to contribute to the mage arts, in some way or another. The mage arts were when mages converted their blood into magical Inchor that could be used to cast spells. And through that substance, they can create and cast spells as long as they know how to construct said spells. This is a story about the heir of The Fen Clan, who was a genius, memorising every spell in his clan library by 4 and converting his blood successfully into inchor at the record age of 5. In other words, he was destined for greatness

Su Chen, who is tired of following the villainous plot, where he is hunted down by the protagonist’s halo finally decided to call it quit. “Okay, this is the final time that I am repeating this damn plot.” “What? All the heroines can hear my inner voice?… “….So what? You all heroines think that I will be your Licking dog? Low-rated Villain? Same Rich scumy-second generation who buys you everything following that damn original script?” “Sorry, but you are gravely mistaken, my dear!” ……… [No NTR][No Yuri] ………. (Real villain story begins after chapter 11-13 when mc decides to become unscrupulous and follow one’s interest.) ***Winner of 2022 yearly Villain book category contest**** …….. Additional tags:(Eavesdropping) ( villain mc) (smart mc) (No beta mc) (no boot-licking mc) ( no pretending to be hidden big-shot) (yandere) (tsundere) ( harem accepting mc) ( brain-wash) (kidnapping) (mindbreak) (Stockholm syndrome) (true love) (obsession) ( regret) ( redemption?) (Strong to stronger). **Cover as well as character Ai images are made and edited by myself via Fotor pro Ai app. **Add me to join invite-only author discord server^^ **English used is mostly Uk/British version.

In a world devastated by chaos, young Alex awaited his 10th birthday, hoping for a simple blessing. Instead, he found himself before familiar statues of gods from his past life. Drawn to Apollo, the god of the sun, Alex chose to bind with him, gaining immense power and a heavy burden. His journey began with Alexius, a talking cat who was more of a nuisance than a guide. “If I told you everything, where’s the fun in that?” Alexius would purr, clearly enjoying Alex’s frustration. Then came Hermes, the trickster god who saw Alex as his personal plaything. “Consider it divine seasoning,” Hermes would say, grinning as he led Alex into absurd situations. “Why do I feel like a toy in your cosmic playroom?” Alex would ask, to which Hermes would only wink and reply, “Toys don’t complain as much.” Aion, though seemingly fatherly, couldn’t resist his share of riddles. “You remind me of my younger self,” he’d say warmly. “Just don’t forget to have fun—life’s a marathon, not a sprint.” Alex often wondered if everyone in the divine realm spoke in riddles, earning chuckles from Aion. Despite their antics, other gods showed unexpected kindness, guiding Alex through his trials. With Apollo’s power came visions of past, present, and future, setting him apart. Though he appeared calm and distant, his companions saw the sadness in his eyes, wishing he would open up. Alex harbored a simple wish—one the gods repeatedly ignored: a normal life.

Walking the earth with a sword in hand Love and hate freely without a plan Stray into the red dust and grievances rise Emotions become the hero’s demise A bloodstained dress is the emperor’s dream The battlefield is not what it seems One sword may bind or break the heart Next life we’ll stay forever apart ----- When a twist of fate causes high school junior Wang Jingyuan to transmigrate into an alternate universe—one where Wuxia and palace struggles play out in real life—she promptly finds herself deeply entangled in power schemes, war, and heartbreak. Left with only her wits, modern knowledge, and all the dramas she’s ever watched, she must navigate this new world and become the smart and strong protagonist of her own story—without losing herself. As the worlds collide and fates intertwine, will Wang Jingyuan find her happily ever after, or will reality shatter every beautiful daydream? ----- Note: This is an ORIGINAL story, not a translation! All rights reserved. Warning: There will be minor cursing in the story.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Euphy woke up in a desolate, abandoned bunker with no memory of how she got there. Stripped of her past and with no clues who she was, she was relying on the mysterious food supplies being delivered through a dumbwaiter to survive—until one day, they stopped. Forced to venture into the unknown, Euphy embarks on a perilous journey for survival, uncovering secrets that entangle her in a web of misfortune. As she navigates this dangerous world, she must confront her forgotten past and a royal who seeks to claim her for his own. Her quest for truth turned into a desperate fight for her very existence and freedom. Will Euphy escape the web of misfortune, or will it consume her? ** The king’s gaze flicked back to her, but this time, it seemed colder, more deliberate. His eyes swept over her torn camisole. “Who did this to her?” His voice was eerily calm, yet the weight of the question hung in the air like a storm cloud. She froze, not daring to speak, her heart thudding loudly in her chest. “I did, Your Majesty,” Count Greyfang answered, his tone almost smug, as if he expected approval. Her blood boiled at the casual cruelty in his voice. “Why?” the king asked, uninterested, his gaze fixed on Greyfang with a dangerous indifference. “I... I thought you would like it if she appeared... tattered,” Greyfang stammered, his earlier arrogance faltering under the king’s scrutiny. The king’s eyes narrowed, a cold menace creeping into his voice. “And what made you think I’d like that?” Before Greyfang could answer, there was a sudden, swift movement—a breeze cutting through the stillness of the room. Without warning, Greyfang’s head plopped to the ground, rolling a few feet away from his body before the lifeless form crumpled to the floor. She gasped, her eyes snapping shut in terror as the room plunged into silence. She could hear the sickening thud of Greyfang’s body, but she didn’t dare open her eyes. The rest of the room remained eerily quiet, as if the sudden execution had been expected. The king, sitting loosely on his throne, and unbothered, simply muttered, “Insolent bastard. Dare to compare me to a lustful animal.” He waved a hand dismissively. “Get this filthy thing out of my sight.” She flinched, fearing for a moment that he had referred to her, but the sound of heavy boots dragging Greyfang’s lifeless body confirmed otherwise. She kept her eyes tightly shut, too afraid to witness any more horror. The coldness in the king’s tone, the casual cruelty of his actions—it left her trembling. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not so Typical: Consider me Humored Too Gay for You: You Give me Heart Eyes A Night in the Galaxy Express Railway Join the discord: https://discord.gg/mCBYVgW8MH

Betrayed by lies and consumed by the mob's fury, the idealistic politician met his end at the hands of the very people he sought to protect. His legacy? Scorn. His dream? Trampled beneath the boots of ignorance. Never again will I serve the whims of the ignorant. When he wakes up in a foreign world, his second chance comes not as a ruler or king but as a frail parish priest in the forgotten outskirts of the Holy Empire. "The masses are nothing but tools—easily swayed, incapable of thought, and blind to reason. To lead is not to serve them, but to wield them." Bound to a mysterious system that rewards with miraculous powers, he begins his ascent—as the Messiah. Armed with the knowledge of his past life and a soul hardened by betrayal, he will transform this crumbling parish, climb the ranks of the Church, and carve a path to the pinnacle of power. In a world ruled by faith and fear, he will forge a new order, not to serve but to dominate. After all, a shepherd does not ask permission to lead the flock. He decides their fate. Faith is his weapon. Power is his goal. Divinity is his destiny.

In the world of Altheris, a beautiful world yet war-torn land where savage beasts dominate every corner, the Empire reigns supreme, oppressing the people with an iron fist. Amid the devastation, a boy named Caelum could only cry as he watched his mother murdered by Imperial soldiers. His helplessness in that moment shattered him, leaving a wound that would never heal—and planting the seed of vengeance that would consume his life. Years later, Caelum returns as a man forged by pain and relentless training. With a body as strong as steel and a mind as sharp as a blade, he chooses to join the rebel forces—not for justice, but for one purpose: to destroy the Empire that took everything from him. But his path of vengeance is anything but easy. Altheris is not just a battlefield for humans but a land teeming with monstrous creatures and diverse races scattered across its regions. Meanwhile, the Empire employs its military might and cunning politics to maintain its grip on power. Amid the chaos, Caelum must face not only his enemies but also himself, as each battle chips away at the remnants of his humanity, slowly turning him into the very monster he despises. As blood flows and corpses pile up on the battlefield, Caelum realizes that vengeance comes at an immeasurable cost. Will he be willing to pay that price to destroy the Empire? Or will he drown in hatred, becoming a tyrant even worse than his foes?

When the skies over Earth flicker with an inexplicable cosmic light, 20% of the world’s population undergoes a transformation—gaining animal traits tied to a single species. Wings, claws, fur, and fangs become the new reality for millions. Society splits overnight: women, granted the traits of powerful animals like bears and elephants, rise to new heights of dominance, while men, transformed into smaller creatures like cats and birds, are seen as inferior curiosities. For Hermes Caine, a sixteen-year-old track star, life changes in an instant when he gains the sharp eyes, tufted ears, and sleek tail of a Maine Coon cat. At first, Hermes embraces his transformation, finding strength in his newfound agility and instincts. But the world isn’t as accepting as he hoped. Fear and prejudice grow as “Beast Folk” are ostracized, hunted, and subjected to cruel experiments. "Beastmarked” is a gripping tale of survival, vengeance, and the primal instincts that bind and divide us all.

===== Fleeing from both Heavenly Martial Court and Demonic Faction, Ye Shen was doomed. Standing atop the World End’s Cliff, he had Void Worm in his hand, an Immortal Rank Gu that has the ability to transmigrate its Master to a completely different universe. However, the power of Void Worm comes with a hefty price. Once activated, the Void Worm would wring its Master’s Qi till nothing is left, and there's no going back. “My existence might perish in this plain, but not my life!” Ye Shen crushed the Void Worm, revealing a tiny speck of dark sphere that afloat on his hand. Thus, Ye Shen was sucked into the wormhole. He disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. **** Earth, 2225. Ye Shen finally awakened from a sleep that felt like eons long. Opening his eyes, the transparent, bluish text flooded his eyesight. [Ultimate Fighter System: Booting] [Booting Complete!] *** Follow Ye Shen’s journey to become the strongest fighter as a cultivator on a futuristic earth where every athlete has modified physics to fight!

As Ming Yue began her overtime shift, everything went dark. The next thing she knew, she found herself in a strange, unfamiliar place. "Ahhhhhhh!! Where in the nine heavens am I?!" In the next second, foreign memories rushed into her mind... 'Wait… after reading all those fake daughter novels, have I become one of them?!' But there was good news: at a young age, she could live a life of luxury! Unfortunately... she had reached adulthood and the real daughter was already back at this time!! Thankfully, she had the assistance of "Gossip System #007", allowing her to live freely... or so she believes. But... Where did these clingy, overbearing brothers and overly doting parents come from?? With an adorable big sister to boot!! Her siblings' obsession with her? Totally unexpected. Their constant attention? A bit too much. But hey, at least her life is never boring! Clingy brothers, doting parents, adorable big sister: "...What can we do but be close to you to eat the latest melons!!" Ahem, lil sis, you're just too cute to leave alone! Cute lil sis who is actually a martial master: "..." And somewhere in the background, the forgotten male lead speechlessly sighs: "..." Do I have no value at all? ====== Warning: Do not enter if you dislike "real romance" and only want a strong FL that goes weak in the knees at the sight of ML! That's never gonna happen in my novel! ++++++ A/N: Hehe~ I'm writing this for fun and coz I want a break from this darbed college!! i am not crying, you are!! Anyways, please support it to the fullest!! Ps: Cover is not mine, the owner can contact me via discord! Join the Discord server for upate notifications and more: https://discord.com/invite/Qb86VeyvzP (You need to copy paste the link to your browser.)

The most loved K-pop idol, Lee Yong, had exhausted his creativity and reached a block. When he was frustrated about his inability to write music anymore, the new choreographer entered the company. The flirty perverted choreographer became his muse pretty soon. When he realised his love for the choreographer, he denied it for the sake of his career. When the adorable man confessed first, he rejected the choreographer cruelly. But later, he did not want to see his man being pursued by others, and he was determined to get his man back. Choi Haneul hid all his schemes and revenge plans under his shameless perverted behaviour as he entered the entertainment company. Taking revenge was his main job while being a choreographer was a side hustle. He was attracted to the boyband's leader, and he noticed the leader was also stealing glances filled with desire. Hence he started to crave more than the glances. Choi Haneul closed his heart long back and never wanted to be in a relationship. But he wanted to open his heart to the idol and be in a relationship. With all hope, when he confessed, the idol rejected him cruelly. So what would he do when the charming band leader tried to win him back? Or will he choose his revenge over love which comes with many terms and conditions? While the tug of war was going on between the choreographer and the band leader, band members smartly chose the choreographer’s side and ate melon seeds every day as they watched one drama after another instead of helping their leader. *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to try the steak from that new place. But all the tables are booked for a month. Lee Yong: Surprise! I invited the chef to cook the streak for our first date this Friday. Choi Haneul: I will come to eat, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Our choreographer is the best!!!! *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to watch that new movie. My free time and the movie screening time are not in sync. Too bad! Lee Yong: Surprise! I have already made arrangements. We will watch the movie in my flat for our first date. Choi Haneul: I would like to have cheese popcorn while watching the movie, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Yay!!! We are in for the movie night! *************************** Choi Haneul: I really wanted those dancing boots, but it is out of stock. Lee Yong: I knew you would like it. So I bought it for you. Choi Haneul: Thanks. Let me pay for it. Band member: Ouch, leader! Does it hurt too much???? *************************** Lee Yong: Where are you going all dressed up cutely? Choi Haneul: My first love is coming to the school reunion. I want to meet him. Lee Yong: Well, you are not going anywhere but my bed today. Band members: What?????? *Ding Dong* Choi Haneul: My first love is here to pick me up! Band members: Woooo hooo!!!!! *************************** Join the journey of the stubborn idol and the shameless choreographer to see what they would choose? Will Lee Yong choose love over his career? Will Choi Haneul choose love over his well-crafted revenge? P.s: The cover belongs to the rightful owner, and it will be removed if the original owner asks to do so. WARNING: THIS IS A GAY LOVE STORY WITH EXPLICIT CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, SPARE THE NOVEL. Discord: https://discord.gg/jSQxjwPV5s Instagram: lazii_ladii

//SHORT HIATUS: A LOT OF CHANGES WILL BE MADE TO CHAPTERS, SO HOLD OFF ON READING!// If you would like to read this story, read it here: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/77519/the-cosmic-throne-eldritch-horror-progression As humans continued to wage war amongst themselves, a cosmological horror would soon descend upon them. With the interstellar age spreading its wings, mankind must tread on the path to attaining the status of Celestials; a divine odyssey that manifests into godhood. Hermes Wilson, a modest astronomer, emerges from a centuries-long slumber to a perplexing reality. Breaking free from an age-old coffin, he steps onto the surface of the Moon, surrounded by an endless expanse of white sand beneath a cosmic void. As he grapples with this newfound reality, a Universe brimming with alien life that brandishes not only futuristic technology but also mysticism and magical relics unravels before him. Follow Hermes on his journey amongst the stars as he tries not only to discover the profound mysteries behind his transmigration but also to save what is left of humanity. =========================== Schedule: 6-8 Chapters/week (unless I am sick/busy) Chapter Length: 1800 - 2400 words =========================== Discord: https://discord.gg/Z7rjmrmKCU

To love is to die. "All I did was fall in love. Why is it a sin?" "Your so called 'love' is harmful. No men in this world would want your love!" Set in the 19th Century, Leticia Carstens is a young lady living peacefully deep within the forest. On a certain night when the moon had risen to it's highest, treacherous men filled with enmity came raiding her humble little dwelling. Fortunately, she was able to sense the immense malice that was about to come to her and with her swift action, she narrowly escaped her demise. Dylan Caess Rozen, the only son of the Rozen Duchy is an exceptionally talented noble knight with exceptional achievements despite only being twenty-seven. In the battlefield, he was ruthless and showed no mercy to his nemesis. His strikes were swift with not a single movements wasted like a sparrow. With every strikes he made, blood will gush out undoubtedly, thus earning him the title of the Bloodstained Cardinal. He was the kingdom's hope, their pride and their hero. He was perfect in any way you see him except for a one fatal flaw in his character. He was void with emotions. He has a heart of steel and is cold to anyone without any exception. One fateful night when Leticia stumble upon a cave to hide from her pursuers, she found the Bloodstained Cardinal, Dylan gravely wounded and was lying flat on the ground. Leticia did not hesitate and came running to Dylan to care for his wounded self despite having no knowledge about his identity, clueless as to whether he was one of her pursuers or not. However, Dylan was very weak that time and had a hazy vision. He could not see the lady's appearance at all and his memory was nowhere near intact. So came tomorrow, and when he woke from his slumber, the lady was nowhere to be found. On that very day, Dylan, who was void of anything but ruthlessness finally felt his heart burning like the sun's temper. It was the first time he felt the sensation of falling in love and he didn't dislike it. Instead he was overcome with joy and warmth that made him human again. So he made an oath to find that girl who saved him from death's door even to the gates of hell itself. And once he finds her, he was resolute to take her as his bride. No one but her is to become his wife, he promised. Leticia on the other hand, does not wish to come in contact with anyone. She wish to lock herself from the outside world and just live peacefully. The reason? Because Leticia herself is harboring a curse within her. What could be the curse that made Leticia decide to hide her existence from the face of the earth? And what would Dylan do if he finds out that the girl he swore to devote his life with was hiding a deadly secret with her? .......................................................................................................................................................................................... Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The names of all individuals (living, dead or stolen by fairies), or any real animals, witches, countries and events (magical or otherwise) that appear in this novel are fictitious and any similarity to those existence in the real world may be blamed to the vivid imagination of the reader. *evil laugh* Discord: enoyann#6045 Note: Temporary cover image edited by me. Extreme refining will be done after.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

They call me a demon, a monster, the disgrace of the gods. Funny, isn’t it? The same beings who tore my life to shreds now grovel at my feet, begging for mercy. Mercy? Hah! I’ve forgotten what that feels like. Back then I was the lively son of the great God of War, dreaming of glory and honor. But dreams are fragile things, easily shattered under the boots of those who think themselves untouchable. They made me their plaything, broke me, hunted me like a dog, took my smile. But I don’t break. No, I thrive. I laugh. I destroy. Now, I sit on the ruins of their golden thrones, wearing a smile they’ll never forget. Kind gods? Just ones? No, the gods are cruel. And I? I am the God of Gods. Their nightmare. Their end. I am the God of Amusement New chapters every Wednesday and Saturday.

"Being mated to the dreadful alpha was something I could’ve never imagined," Diva thought with a heavy sigh. "Ugh! Ahh!" she screamed, throwing a pillow across the room. "I’m so frustrated with everything right now," she muttered to herself. Her voice wavered with anger as she continued, "I never liked this man! And yet, that stupid soothsayer declared I’m mated to this unmerciful brute who kills over the slightest mistake." Her words were venomous, her frustration spilling into every corner of her room. She began tearing through her belongings, scattering clothes and breaking anything in her path. A loud bang came from the door, making her pause. "Diva!" Mikael’s firm voice cut through the silence. "You have to stop this nonsense and come back to your senses. Destiny doesn’t change just because you want it to." "Go away, Mikael!" Diva snapped, her voice cracking with desperation. "I hear you, loud and clear," Mikael replied with an edge of sarcasm. "But when you’re ready to stop acting like a child, don’t forget to call me. I’ll always be there, whether you like it or not." His tone softened slightly, but the sound of his footsteps walking away came swiftly after. Diva leaned her back against the door, sliding down to the floor as tears streamed down her cheeks. It felt like her whole world had been flipped upside down. She wiped at her face but couldn’t stop the sobs from breaking free. "Why him?" she whispered into the empty room. "Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be Derek?" Her mind raced with memories of Derek—the cold, piercing eyes that seemed to see through everyone, the air of authority that silenced even the boldest warriors, and the bloodstained rumors of his merciless reign. A knock came at the door again, softer this time. "Diva," Mikael’s voice was gentler now. "I know this isn’t easy for you. But running from it won’t change the truth. You need to face him. Talk to him. Maybe he’s not as bad as you think." She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Not as bad as I think? You don’t know him, Mikael. You don’t know what he’s capable of." "And neither do you," Mikael replied. "Maybe it’s time you found out." The silence that followed was deafening. Diva closed her eyes, her head dropping to her knees. She wanted to scream, to protest, to demand a different fate. But deep down, she knew Mikael was right. "Why does it feel like my life has been sold off to the devil himself?" she murmured. Her thoughts were interrupted by a chilling gust of wind that swept through the open window. She froze, her eyes darting to the curtains billowing in the night air. For a moment, she felt as if she was being watched. "Destiny, huh?" she whispered bitterly, glancing at the reflection of her tear-streaked face in the shattered mirror across the room. "If this is my destiny, then fate has made a terrible mistake."

“You are like me, aren’t you? ...An Extra." “....An Extra? No…. I’m from here.” ————————————— Lami, a half-demon, had always lived a difficult life, but despite the hardships, he found happiness with his mother by his side, working together toward a shared goal. That was until a tragic day shattered their peace, destroying the very happiness he had known and pushing him to the edge. With a single purpose in mind, Lami embarked on a bloodstained journey to gain strength, the 'Will of the Omniscient' granting him glimpses of the tragic future, but unbeknownst to him, the fate of many now rested in his hands. ————————————— Join the Discord Server for character arts and more! https://discord.gg/ZAh34Axj3A Comments are well appreciated!

The first day they meet it ends in them hating each other. At the end of that day they find out they are to be wedded to each other in a week. Hermes the billionaire playboy and the next mafia boss has always hated the Le beau family and his hatred skyrocket when he finds out he is getting married to a Le Beau specifically Adara the woman he hates. Now they both get married but with a promise to give each other hell. "You may now kiss the bride" The priest says and the glare on Hermes face intensifies before he leans towards Adara. "Welcome to hell wife" He spits in her ear before seeping his head. "You shall burn in it with me husband" Adara whispers

It all came all of a sudden. My father got remarried. And I got myself a sister. "Wait! My stepmother is kind. And rather rich." "My sister is the idol; I had always liked her for so long." [Just as a fan.] "And with that, my high school life took a massive turn." [I am a reincarnator and a genius to boot with an artist system.] [So, what do you think?] [Welcome to my story.]