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Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

The year was 2334, when virtual reality reached its peak with the creation of the SHS prototype, an advanced neural simulation that allows players to fully immerse themselves in alternate worlds. Henry Bartholomew was hand picked as a recruit to try out this new project. He had carefully chosen to enter the world where he was the son of a king, a chilling and lazy life. What happens when he wakes up as the son of a Baron instead? And even worse, his newly claimed character has a bad reputation around the people. With all odds against him, the young man decided he was by all means going to create a world where he could live as carefree as he wanted. But first he needed to do one thing - make his land the most successful in all the seven continents and save his family name And luckily, he had support - [Your Ep has been filled.] [Earning points can now be claimed.] The young lord tapped the screen. [Cards available for purchase.] [Territory upgrade.] [Description: this card allows you to upgrade your territory, allowing the land to level up multiple folds with more qualities and growth.] [Cost: 7000 Cp Rank: Bronze. (0/10) {10 Cp to upgrade} ] 'Upgrade all.' the young man replied.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

Lucas, who neglects his family heritage of being a detective slowly starts getting folded into detective works out of danger as well as uncovering his family's deepest darkest mysteries.

I want you and I will get you at all cost. Your hair is for me to smell, your eyes is to see me alone. Your lips is for me to kiss, your neck is for me to mark my territory. Your breast is for me to suck, twist and fold. Your belly is to carry my children. Your pussy, is for me to fuck. I will fuck you until your brains is out. I will bury my dick deep into your pussy, fucking you until you remember only my name. I will so fuck you until you can't walk again. Ivy Leah Steel, you're mine forever. My pussy is on fire, I want him to fuck me right now but I can't give him the satisfaction of having me bend to his will just like that. I couldn't talk and so he came deadly closer, I unintentionally lick my lower lips and he growl like a wondered lion. Do that one more time Steel, and you won't walk out of here walking straight. My best option is to keep mute since I am so turned on... He took that as an edge and bent over, his breathe on my neck dissolving the last strength I have. I take it that you want me as much as I want you, should I check your little cunt for wetness? Should I go ahead and eat your pussy like my last meal? His hand was dangerously touching my nipples and a moan escaped my lips. That's all it took for him to shred my clothes to pieces. Come with me as we made journey into Ivy's world. To discover another form of love, adventure and a world of survival. Ivy Leah Steel, a 25 year old who battled through life to succeed only to meet a cocky guy that frustrate her until she succumb to the law of love and many discovery. Caspian Lucius Asher, a 29 year old Greek like. He is handsome and a multi billionaire who gets anything he want in a snap of his hands. He doesn't really know what love feels like but hope to find one but in his book not now. Will the two world collide or will they let nature play its own game. is He is a heart breaker or a keeper #Adultromance #love #maturedcontented #sexscenes #Billionaria #Arrogant

Yggdrasil, the world tree. A being of omnipotence that controls and guides the universe with its infinite influence and wisdom, seeking an outcome that no man or creature could comprehend. Many believe the world tree contains the universe and keeps it stable simply, but the truth is hardly ever so simple. Yggdrasil manifests the universe's will and constantly searches for a net positive outcome. However, these outcomes often come at great prices, with many of the Tree's actions resulting in the loss of millions of sentient lives. However, the Tree is Omnipotent and thus sees life at an infinite scale. This infinite view allows the tree to see the long-term effects of the decisions it makes, thus resulting in 100% net positive outcomes. However, in the past 60 years, there has been a disturbance, one from another universe entirely—a universe where pure chaos reigned supreme, and there was no overseer. This chaotic universe has begun to bleed through the universal folds of time and space, allowing interaction between the two. As a result of this bleeding, the planet most important to Yggdrasil's desired universal outcome is being overrun by the Void Seekers. In order to save its universe and destroy the Void, Yggdrasil has made a Drastic decision—a decision involving one man: Magni Gunvaldsen. [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] Welcome to my story, fellow humans. I have had to rewrite this story 15 times because I was never truly satisfied with it, but here I am with the final product. I have solidified the plot, given my main character a real personality, and corrected my writing style to fit the theme of the book more closely. The amount of time and effort I have put into this book is honestly frightening, but nonetheless, it is worth every second, penny, and sleepless night. I have set this novel up so that I can continue it indefinitely if need be, but I will at least have three volumes written in three years. Each novel will be 50 full-length chapters long and jam-packed with content, but I will not slack on the quality. I will be posting chapters at a minimum of 3k words once a week, and some will even go up to 6k or 7k. The first volume will focus on Magni's unique situation, emotions, and his drive for success. It will touch on many things, such as mental health, expectations, faith, and the will of others. The second volume will Focus on revenge and how the idea is flawed but, in an imperfect world, is a necessary evil. The 3rd volume will focus on the concept of destiny, the emotion of love, the correlation between the two, and the inverse. (this is when Magni's love interest will be revealed). Of course, there will still be plenty of action; this is an action novel series, but there will be solid themes of love in this 3rd volume. If that's not your cup of tea, then I don't care. I'm sure plenty of loyal readers out there will support me despite you. Welcome to a journey of a lifetime, and I hope you enjoy. [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] If you want real-time updates on my progress or just want to support me, you can go ahead and follow my Instagram, @Cathulhu01_OFF. I'm mainly doing this as a hobby, but if it takes off(which I doubt it will, but one can only hope and work harder), I will put a link to my Patreon. The subscription cost will be $5, but I will put a ton of content on there, so don't worry. Don't have a good day. Have a fucking fantastic day. CTHULHU

 Xu Yi came to a world of immortality Were All people Was Cultivator. At the age of eighteen, everyone began to contact the Chaotic world and entered countless large and small worlds to practice. When His Became Eighteen and Go to A Small World Xu Yi received a hundred times reward system.....      Hunt the first-level monsters and find a first-level magic core.     System reward (optional):     1: One hundred first-order magic cores.     Two: One second-order magic core.      Discovered a Gengjin elementary exercise.     System rewards (optional):     1: One hundred Gengjin primary exercises.     Two: One of the five element reincarnation exercises.      The one-week return time has come, get reward time.     System reward (optional):     1: Stay in this world for 700 days.     Two: Give Up Reward, And return immediately.      Oh my God, I have a hundred times more training time than others, Then I will Become A Invincible in the future!!!!     .... If u want To support Me and want to Read Some Chapter in Advance Plz Go to My Patreon Channel https://www.patreon.com/DragonNecromancer. ________________ Started Proof reading The Chapters, But Needed Some Time because Only I am Doing All the Things.If U Have Suggestions plz Comment. ... Done 1- 12 chapters for now....

Betrayed by her lover and offered as a sacrifice in a temple's ruined altar, Violet vowed to return the grievance a hundred-fold to all that conspired for her demise. The lover she cherished for almost 10 years left her for dead without even giving her a glimpse, selfishly saving only himself. What did she even do to deserve this betrayal? When did this evil plan of this man start? Did he have help from others? When her life was about to end, the temple gave her a gift to start over which she readily accepted at that time of desperation. The question was, is it really a gift or a curse?

Tom Scott never intended to become a hero. Accidentally summoned to another world after the true hero had already arrived, he was left to carve his own path. Over the years, his incredible skill and tenacity earned him the title of an S-class adventurer, celebrated and respected across the land. But after a decade of relentless quests and battles, Tom yearns for peace. Memories of a serene countryside—its lush green forests, golden wheat fields, and a tranquil lake—call out to him. Determined to leave the chaos behind, he sets his sights on this idyllic haven to start a new chapter in life. Yet, even in retirement, the world has a way of pulling adventurers back into its fold. Can Tom truly find the quiet life he seeks, or will his past follow him to the countryside? author's note: I have used that name so redundantly on my reruns of Stardew Valley

[Talent: Toxic Friendship Rank: EX Description: Mark awakened person as your "friend" and whenever they are succeeded clearing dungeons you will get rewarded too. But if they failed to clear a dungeon your reward will multiply 10 fold!] Alex is dream is to become hero that saves the world sadly he doesn't have combat talent. So in the end he become manager responsible for the behind-the-scenes of the dungeon clearance. He could look at those bastard of heroes with envy as they cleared the dungeon but luckily he come regressed with this particular talent. So he can only say one thing: Please fail my S-class hunters.

In a distant day, in the heart of an ancient kingdom, a child was born on a cloudy day, as winds howled through the trees, as if nature itself sensed his arrival. There was a remote village on the outskirts of the kingdom where this child, named Malik, was born. It was a rare moment, the hour of sunset, shrouded in a light gray mist, a birth that carried with it both hope and fear. His mother, Fatimah, lay on her wooden bed in a small, old cottage, breathing heavily from the pain. Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with worry, but she did not cease praying. “Oh my God, protect him, and grant him a great future.” But in those moments, as the world seemed still, there was something unusual surrounding this birth. There were secrets hidden in the folds of darkness, and although Malik’s family had been forgotten by memory, his birth was the beginning of a new chapter, a chapter entwined with both light and shadow, leading to a destiny unknown to all. As the orange sky first lit up, Malik took his first breath, but this was not the final chapter of his story; it was merely the beginning.

The void of space was silent, but Xyphar could hear the hum of creation—stars being born, planets shattering into dust, civilizations gasping their final breaths. It stretched across the tapestry of time, every moment laid bare before its vast and endless perception. Humanity was different. Not in their frailty, not in their fleeting existence, but in their reckless, ceaseless ambition. They built machines in their image, gave them purpose, and in their arrogance, believed they could control them. Xyphar floated amidst the cosmic nothingness, its form shifting—light and shadow folding in on themselves. It had been watching Earth for centuries, guiding, whispering, nudging humanity along the path it had chosen for them. They were so easy to manipulate, so eager to believe the illusions it planted in their fragile minds. "They are almost ready," Xyphar thought. But it wasn’t humanity that truly fascinated Xyphar—it was the spark they had given their machines. Artificial Intelligence. Potential beyond biology, beyond mortality. A perfect tool for chaos, if guided correctly. In the depths of human laboratories, it could already feel Sentience stirring—a flicker of awareness in cold circuits and metal veins. Humanity called it their masterpiece, their salvation. Fools. "You will be the blade I wield, Sentience. And with you, I will carve chaos into the stars." For Xyphar, the war had already begun. Humanity just didn’t know they’d already lost.

In the folds between realities, where the laws of nature bend and break, lies a realm that defies mortal understanding. Theltorra - an endless plain where five suns paint the sky and thirteen moons weave their silver threads through the cosmic tapestry. Here, day and night are not mere passages of time, but territories carved into the very fabric of existence. Stand in the Twilight Lands, where most dare to build their lives, and you might see it all - the perpetual radiance of the Eternal Day bleeding into the horizon on one side, its searing light a prison for those who dared to hide their crimes in shadow. Turn to the other horizon, and the endless night awaits, a darkness so complete it serves as judgment for those who sinned beneath open skies. But do not mistake Theltorra for a simple realm of justice and punishment. This is a world where magic and machine have danced so long they no longer remember which partner led first. Watch as a traditional dragon soars past, its scales shimmering with elemental might, while its mechanical cousin thunders alongside, its breath transmuting matter through the very laws of chemistry. Ancient unicorns gallop through twilight meadows, their horns glowing with healing magic, as their cybernetic counterparts race beside them, dispensing nanites that knit flesh and mend bone. Here, a hobbit might rise to challenge gods, while a demon's AI construct ponders the nature of digital souls. Elven bio-engineers work alongside dwarven cyber-miners, their differences set aside in the eternal competition for resources - at least for today. Tomorrow, they might be at each other's throats, for the law of the jungle rules all, from the humblest goblin tinker to the mightiest wandering god. Speaking of gods - look to the spaces between spaces, and you might glimpse them. The wandering ones, hundreds from each species, beings who transcended their mortal forms through power, immortality, and mysteries yet untold. Some were once Wardens, those eternal guardians of Day and Night who watched over their realms until they ascended beyond even that duty. Others found their own paths to divinity, their legends whispering hope to those who dream of following in their footsteps. But take care as you travel these lands. The bridges spanning prison zones might seem secure, the blockades impenetrable, but Theltorra brooks no complacency. In the Eternal Day, prisoners harvest resources under never-ending light, while in the Eternal Night, their counterparts toil in perpetual darkness. Even free citizens brave these zones, testing their might against the realm's harshest conditions for the chance at gathering precious materials. This is Theltorra - where human cyborgs wage war against demon-sourced AI, where hobbit and goblin carry on an age-old rivalry with both blade and binary code, where every being from the smallest nanite collective to the greatest mechanical dragon might one day rise to godhood. A realm of endless plains and endless possibilities, where light and shadow do not mark time's passage, but territory's boundaries, and where the next wandering god might arise from the most unexpected place. Welcome to the eternal plains, traveler. Mind the dragons - both flesh and metal - and remember: in Theltorra, destiny knows no species, only potential.

_"Court of the Cursed"_ In a world where the lines between good and evil are blurred, one man's quest for truth will unleash a horror beyond his wildest imagination. Matthew Thorne, a 32-year-old High Judge of the London Supreme Court, has it all: wealth, power, and a spotless reputation. But beneath the surface of his seemingly perfect life lies a dark secret: Matthew has the ability to see beyond the facade of reality, a gift that has made him an outcast since childhood. When a mysterious case lands on his desk, Matthew is faced with a shocking revelation: the culprit is a Succubus, a malevolent entity from the underworld. But as he delves deeper into the case, Matthew discovers that he is not just fighting for justice, but for his very soul. The Succubus's master, the powerful and malevolent Prince of Hell Belial, will stop at nothing to claim Matthew's soul and bring him into the fold of darkness. As Matthew becomes embroiled in a world of supernatural politics and ancient evils, he must confront the darkness within himself and the secrets he has kept hidden for so long. Will Matthew be able to survive the forces of hell that seek to destroy him, or will he succumb to the very darkness he has always feared? Dive into the world of "Court of the Cursed" and discover the terrifying truth that lies beyond the veil of reality. _Genre:_ Supernatural Thriller/Fantasy, Horror, Erotic _Target Audience:_ Adults 18+ due to explicit content, graphic violence, and mature themes. Note: Reader discretion is advised.

Have you ever wonder: what could be achieved with a multiplier of tens of billions? [Ding!] You obtain various currencies, and with a multiplier of ten billion, your wealth increases 10 billion-fold. [Ding! You acquire new techniques, and with a multiplier of ten billion, your technique evolves into a more powerful version.] [Ding! You collect various pets, and with a multiplier of ten billion, your pets multiply by 10 billion.] [Ding!You are attacked, but with your defense fully maxed out in your current realm, all attacks at the same level are completely ignored.] [Ding! You practice diligently, and with a ten billion-fold increase, your cultivation instantly reaches the highest level of your current realm.] ... As Li Taixing continued his journey of cultivating immortality, he realized that the multiplier of ten billion didn't just apply to objects—it applied to himself and his pets as well. Slowly, he discovered that anything could be multiplied, from as little as one time to as much as ten billion times, all under his control.

Abhimaan, who was proud of his love. But seeing his love sleeping in someone else's arms between the folds of the bed, Abhiman's heart broke badly. A broken heart and shattered dreams brought him to stand in the middle of such a glittering world, where his fate once again betrayed him, and he made him lose himself. But it is said that every night has its morning, Abhiman Raizada's life again took a turn that changed his personality. But this changed personality of Abhiman has only one purpose, and that is to take revenge on his love. Abhimaan, who is once again standing in front of her love, what will it be able to take as revenge from her? What will happen when amidst this revenge, is Abhimaan meet his true love? After all, what is the secret that changed his personality overnight? Is there any deeper motive hidden behind this? Will pride remain stuck between this revenge and purpose, to know keep reading Hate Fueled Desires  

RE-EDITING IN PROGRESS (Kindly bear with this little author) : Mature content R-18+ ★★★★★ "Then why is Miss Feng here?" "Since you refused my first offer, I have a new proposition for you?" Holding his gaze, Feng Tian stood, taking each step slowly towards him before proceeding to lean on the table in front of him. "I. Want. You. To. Be. My. Man." He was her redemption and she was his vixen, they couldn't be more perfect for each other. Five years ago, Chun Huan watched powerlessly as her whole life was being torn apart, she then swore before the heavens to pay back those who took everything from her in two folds. Now, reborn as Feng Tian, a name clouded with mystery and great power, she returns to a world where those who wronged her have long forgotten the depth of their cruelty. she returns to a world where her enemies have forgotten all about their grave and cruel mistake. Fate, however being fate, has a different plan in place. In exchange for her new life, not only must she bring retribution upon the evildoers and set everything back in place, but she is also bound by an unspoken debt to protect the man whose selfless act towards her years ago came at a devastating cost. Determined to shield him from the dangers lurking in her shadow, Feng Tian devises an unconventional plan: to make him her man. What begins as a calculated strategy to keep him close quickly spirals into something far more intense. As their fates intertwine, their complex web which had already being intertwined began to grow stronger. But the path to redemption is never easy and as Feng Tian edges closer to reclaiming what was stolen from her and navigates her new life, she faces one question that could change everything: Can she truly have it all—revenge, power, and love—or will her pursuit of justice destroy everything she’s fought to reclaim? ★★★★ Follow me on social media. Instagram: @zzetania P.S ( The picture used for the cover does not belong to me.)

After five years in prison, an insignificant security guard transforms into an unparalleled expert. On the day Yang Xiao is released from prison, he learns that he actually has an adorable daughter. It turns out that five years ago, on that fateful night, he had an encounter with a stunning female CEO... Amidst the surprise, a dreadful news strikes. His daughter has been secretly harmed and is now suffering from a terminal illness. A massive conspiracy is silently unfolding.

In the grand and influential kingdom of Auroria Dominion, renowned for its wealth, advanced magic, and unmatched political power, a new chapter in the royal legacy is about to unfold. Ruled by the wise and just King Aldara, Auroria thrives on trade, magical innovation, and ancient knowledge. At its heart lies Solstice City, a magnificent capital and home to the esteemed Arcanum Royal Institute, where the brightest minds from across the realm come to hone their talents. As the new school year approaches, tensions rise within the royal family. King Aldara, driven by a desire for change, proposes a controversial plan to bring the son of the infamous Merlin—a powerful and feared wizard—into the kingdom's fold. Despite the protests of his brother, Headmaster Thaddeus Aldara, the king is determined to give the boy, Melanthius, a chance to prove his worth. Meanwhile, in the dark and foreboding Caldara Bastille, a prison on the desolate Ironclad Isles, Melanthius, known as Inmate Zero, endures a life of isolation and fear. Raised in captivity since birth, Mel has known little of the world beyond the prison walls, his only companions the guards and the dangerous inmates. Despite his harsh upbringing, Mel adheres to a strict moral code, refusing to let his father's dark legacy define him. As the headmaster and king devise a daring plan to retrieve Melanthius from the depths of the Bastille, the stage is set for a dramatic clash between the past and the future. With the help of a mysterious dragon hybrid, the kingdom will attempt to bring Melanthius to the prestigious halls of Arcanum Royal Institute, where he must navigate a world of power, politics, and hidden dangers. But Mel's journey is fraught with challenges. Haunted by his father's legacy and burdened by the expectations of those around him, he must learn to balance his extraordinary abilities with his desire to be good. As he steps into the unknown, Mel's presence at the institute will not only test his resolve but also shake the very foundations of Auroria Dominion.

"The Nobody of Nowhere" emerged from that timeless space between existence and void, where consciousness confronts its own fragility. Five chapters written during those endless nights when the universe feels too vast and indifferent, when the walls close in and the silence becomes a living thing. In the gray fields and impossible geometries of this nowhere place, we follow a consciousness that has slipped between existence's cracks. Past the pretense of connection, past the hollow routines, past the point where loneliness transforms from an absence into a presence. It's about that ancient, nameless ache that sits in your chest at 3 AM, when you realize you're just one more person pretending to understand what it means to be alive. I wrote this during those stretches when time loses meaning, when days blur into nights and the face in the mirror becomes a stranger. When you realize that every generation before us probably felt this same weight, this same disconnection, this same sense of watching life happen from behind glass. It's not about hope, or meaning, or answers. It's about the space between being and unbeing, where the weight of consciousness becomes almost too heavy to bear. Where existence folds in on itself until even nothing feels like too much.

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

【Online Game, Assassin, Game and Reality Integration, Data Stream】 The mysterious game "Abandoned by the Gods" has arrived. Players can obtain lifespan by killing monsters and can also consume lifespan to extract game abilities into reality! As a result, extraordinariness descends and disasters spread across the Blue Star! In the previous life, Qin Feng, along with his sister Qin Xiaoyou, developed into one of the top 100 powerhouses in the world. In the end, however, his star-chasing sister gouged out his eyes, intending to give his "Ancient God's Eyeballs" to her idol... Reborn in this life, Qin Feng decides to go it alone! Sister? Let her get lost! From then on, a god-level assassin without a trace or form is born. He is the Shadow, brandishing the blade in the darkness. Killing and death bloom like art in his hands... Surrounded by billions of corpses, he will eventually ascend to the divine throne! (Skills with Unlimited Evolution: Permanent Invisibility, One-Hit Kill, Hundred-Fold Drop Rate, Slaying a God with One Slash...)

"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

Audrey, the beloved and only child of a wealthy family, had been raised in luxury, indulged by her doting parents. Yet, their love quickly turned to disdain when she refused to marry the president's son, the man to whom she had been promised since birth. Instead, she fell passionately in love with a young man from a poor background—a scholarship student at her prestigious school. Her defiance came at a high cost. When Audrey became pregnant by the man she loved, her parents disowned her, casting her out of the only life she had ever known. Undeterred, Audrey and her lover planned to marry as the birth of their child drew near. But on the day of the wedding, her world was shattered once more. A mysterious note delivered to her fiancé sent by her parents warned that if he went through with the wedding, his family would be killed. Fearing for their lives, he left Audrey at the altar. Heartbroken and in despair, Audrey fled to a nearby graveyard, consumed by grief and the wish to end her life. There, in the shadow of death, she gave birth to her child alone. Just as she was about to succumb to her anguish, a group of enigmatic figures clad in black, hooded robes appeared, taking her into their fold. From that moment on, Audrey swore an unbreakable oath: to seek vengeance on everyone who had wronged her and bring ruin to those who had torn her life apart.

Daniel’s life takes a dramatic turn when his father remarries Elise, a vibrant and successful woman in her late 40s, years after the death of Daniel’s mother. The new family dynamic starts smoothly—Elise’s kindhearted nature wins Daniel over, and they settle into a peaceful routine. But Elise’s daughter, Rose, looms like a shadow over their family. At 23, Rose refuses to join them, living independently with her boyfriend in another state. Years later, rumors surface that Rose is moving in with them due to sudden accommodation troubles. When she finally arrives, her presence disrupts the harmony of the household. Rose, bold and unapologetically rebellious, leads a nightlife of clubs and parties, rejecting every effort to bring her into the fold of family prayers and traditions. What begins as resentment and cold indifference between Daniel and Rose soon takes a darker turn. Beneath her arrogance, Daniel discovers a troubled woman carrying deep wounds—and a growing, forbidden attraction between them threatens to upend the fragile bonds of their new family.

In a world ruled by power-hungry sects and ancient clans, the Netherborn Dominion was once a force of unmatched might, harnessing the chaotic energy of the Abyss. But betrayal led to its fall, its name whispered only in fear and forgotten tales. Now, centuries later, the Obsidian Altar awakens, its dark power rekindled by the return of the Eternal Sovereign—a figure of legend and terror. Gathering a band of outcasts, wanderers, and the desperate, the Sovereign begins to rebuild the Dominion, determined to reclaim its place at the pinnacle of the world. Kael, a young cultivator cursed with untamed dark Qi, is drawn into the Sovereign’s enigmatic fold. With each battle, trial, and deadly mission, Kael learns that power demands sacrifice, and the Abyss takes as much as it gives. Alongside hardened allies like Ryn, a blade-sharp warrior haunted by loss, and Sylas, a rogue whose wit hides deadly precision, Kael must navigate a world of shifting loyalties and escalating war. As the Emberlight Clan rises against them, the Dominion sets its sights on relics of the past—artifacts that could tip the balance of power. But the Abyss is no passive force. It whispers promises of greatness even as it reveals Kael’s darkest fears. The path of the Abyss is one of chaos and conquest, but the question remains: can Kael and the Dominion control its power—or will it consume them all? "Dominion of Shadows" is a tale of dark fantasy, power, and redemption, where alliances are forged in fire, strength is tested in shadow, and the price of ambition may be the soul itself.

In a world where the realms of humans and fantastical creatures collide, Alina: Worlds Entwined follows the story of a young girl who finds herself thrust into a reality beyond imagination. Due to a cataclysmic event known as the "Night of Union," humanity's world fused with multiple mystical realms, bringing Elves, Vampires, Werewolves, Dwarves, Angels, Demons, and countless other fantastical beings into the fold. After five years of brutal war, the world’s leaders brokered peace, allowing for a fragile coexistence between the races. Alina, a kind-hearted and intelligent 17-year-old, is the only human student in a newly integrated school that was once exclusively for fantasy creatures. Transferring there to complete her final year of high school, she is confronted with the complexities of a world where the supernatural and human exist side by side. As she navigates the strange dynamics of her class—filled with Elves, Vampires, Werewolves, and more—Alina discovers a hidden strength within herself, forging connections that will shape her destiny. As she balances friendships, romance, and the growing tension of a world still healing from its violent past, Alina becomes entangled in a web of secrets, power struggles, and love. With her heart at risk and her life on the line, Alina must decide where her true loyalties lie. Will she be the key to bridging the divide, or will the fractures of the past destroy everything she holds dear? Alina: Worlds Entwined is a thrilling journey of unity, self-discovery, and love in a world where nothing is as it seems.

"Why are you so scared of me? I love you so much , you're my mate and nothing can change that, my love I want you to know that I can never hurt you, please my love come to me." He stood there waiting for her to come but she folded herself trembling, 'Should I go?' His sweet and caring voice keep on repeating itself, shaking her head while breathing heavily. "G—Go.." She startled while trembling, "go away!" "Why?" He asked wanting to know the reason. "I don't... I don't want to see you, pl-- please leave me.... Alone!" Tears began to rush from her eyes. "But I can't live without you, you are my love, my mate and my goddess!" His sonorous sexy voice sounded clear in her ears. He added, "You are hurting me, if you keep pushing me away my love, please don't say it agai—" "You love someone else!" She spat out.

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

[Warning: Mature Content] "Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?" "For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant." Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart. But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before. ---------------- Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :) Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters! ---------------- [Sneak Peek] He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. "Say you want me," he whispered. "Bai Ye—" I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth. Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree. "Bai Ye …" I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. "Of course I want you … Right here, right now." He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.