Anguish Thesaurus

°MATURE AUDIENCES• He carried me, my legs wrapped around his waist, while my back rested against the wall. I loved this position when he gave it to me. I thought he was an ordinary man. I thought that since I had already tasted his touch, the dreams of our intimacy always haunting me, I could own him. Finally, as a goddess, I believed I could enjoy myself freely this time, get lost in pleasure, which I could finally savor. I wanted him for myself alone, my personal treasure. But then I began to fall for him. A treasure I thought I could use and discard at will became something I couldn't go a day without. His presence became my weak point, my doom and yet, I couldn't help but embrace him. __________ "They all deserve to die a terrible death." These were the words of the goddess of revenge when the anguished cries of a woman, a victim of relentless domestic violence reached her divine ears. Bound by her sacred duties and forced to wait for the souls of the guilty men to return for judgment, the goddess was patient. For thousands of years, she waited. And when the time came, she descended into the mortal world, inhabiting the body of a young billionaire to exact her divine punishment. Victory was a certainty for her. She had always prevailed, delivering justice to those who deserved it. But this time, her task proved unexpectedly complex. Living under the same roof with her husbands after signing a marriage deal, one of them proved to be no ordinary man. Tristan D'Leon, a vampire, a creature born from the depths of hell, carrying his own mysterious burdens and duties. Their fates intertwined, both driven by obligations they could not ignore. Yet, as time passed, something unthinkable began to take root: love. For Jade, whose purpose was to mete out divine punishment, falling for a millennia-old vampire was unthinkable. Why him? Why now? This was not her first time walking the earth, so why had the will of heaven suddenly shifted? As Jade navigated the complexities of her mission and her growing feelings for Tristan, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The goddess of revenge, known for her unwavering dedication to justice, was now faced with a daunting question: could she truly fulfill her duty when her heart was no longer aligned with her purpose? ________ This novel is a dark romance and the more you read, the more darker it gets. Don't say I didn't warn ya. Hehehe

In a night shrouded in darkness and chaos, a child witnesses the brutal murder of his father at the hands of a savage raider. Amidst the anguished cries of his tribe and the horrific scene unfolding around him, the child, filled with regret and a desperate desire to survive, confronts his father's killer using the weapon of vengeance. As he grapples with the overwhelming loss, he recalls his father's final words: "Live." Faced with a world rife with violence, degradation, and despair, the child resolves to forsake his name and embrace a darker path if it means survival. Commencing an unknown ritual he learned from some ancient scriptures, the child inadvertantly summons the God of Death, who appears amid a river of blood, offering the child with a twisted bargain: in exchange for his own life, the child must trade a soul of someone with his blood or died by his own hand. As the child succumbs to his newfound fate, he becomes a vessel for the God of Death’s ambitions. He awakens as a changed being, burdened by the weight of his choices and the realization that his path may lead to a future stained in blood. With the God of Death's mocking promise—“Let this world dye with Crimson”—the child, now without a name, sets off on a perilous journey to navigate the tumultuous landscape of his existence, where he must confront the nature of vengeance, survival, and what it truly means to live.

In the shadows of a world unraveling, she drew her last breath in the fifth year of the apocalypse. Yet, fate had other plans. As she opened her eyes, time bent, and she found herself transported back to two fateful months before the end of everything she knew. With the enigmatic Boss Lady System by her side, Tyla sensed the weight of destiny pressing down upon her. How would she navigate the looming darkness and the secrets yet to unfold? Meanwhile, deep in the stillness of the night, he awoke at 2 a.m., drenched in sweat, haunted by an ethereal figure—a faceless woman who prowled the depths of his nightmares. Each pulse of anguish echoed with a promise of vengeance. He could not rest until she was found; the blade he once gifted her now a curse that bound them together. As shadows whispered around him, he vowed she would pay for the betrayal that plunged him into this relentless quest.

The day the evil breached our world, the heavens shed tears of blood, and the earth trembled with anguish. Its dark presence slithered into every crack, staining the air with suffocating darkness that choked the very soul of humanity. Yet, in the face of such evil, the gods did not forsake us. From their celestial thrones, they descended, their divine light piercing through the suffocating darkness. With their divine power, they stood as beacons of hope amidst the approaching night. Through alliances forged with forgotten deities and the wielding of long-lost magics, we waged war against the terrifying evil. Each battle was a testament to our determination, and every win served as a ray of hope in the never-ending night. Even if the path ahead is difficult and the journey is full of danger, there is still hope for salvation. —-------------------------------------- Schedule: 5 chapters/week (unless I'm ill or stuff happens) Chapter length: 1000 - 2500 words Warning and Disclaimer: The following novel is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters, names, places, and incidents portrayed in this novel are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Readers are advised that the content within these pages is entirely fictional and should not be interpreted as representative of any real-life individuals, organizations, or events. The author takes no responsibility for any misconceptions or misinterpretations that may arise from the reader's perception of this work. Enjoy the journey into the realm of imagination, but remember to distinguish between fiction and reality. —------------------------------------

In the enchanting realm of the Forest Empire, a war hero named Maximilian and a captivating noble lady, Sienna, fell deeply in love. Their romance blossomed amidst the chaos of battle, their bond forged through shared triumphs and sorrows. However, their happiness was not destined to last. Bitter betrayals and misunderstandings tore the lovers apart, leaving Sienna to reluctantly accept an unhappy marriage to a man she did not love. Maximilian, heartbroken, turned to his loyal comrade-in-arms, Amara's, and the two wed. Though Amara's faced hostility from those who coveted Maximilian's affections, her unwavering devotion never wavered. She cherished her husband, determined to mend the rift that had formed between them. Tragically, Amara's one day witnessed Maximilian and his former lover in a passionate embrace. Consumed by the agony of betrayal, she demanded a divorce, leading to a violent confrontation that left her confined and isolated. In this state of duress, Confined and isolated, Maryanna gave birth to twins. Due to the medicine someone was feeding her, she had a mental break and attempted to harm her own children before narrowly escaping her imprisonment. Wracked with the anguish of her actions, she believes her twins are dead because of her. Amara's ultimate fate remains shrouded in mystery, her disappearance leaving those she left behind haunted by whispers of her tragic demise. Will Amara's find the strength to overcome her anguish and reclaim her life? Can Amara's love for Maximilian withstand the tempestuous storms that have battered their union? is she going to be happy ? or she will go back to her old life ? ( it contains violence) •••••••••••• story "I made a mistake; that's all it was." ~~~~~ "You cannot force me to sleep with you, even if I am your wife." ~~~~~ "No! Please, untie me now!" ~~~~~ " will you marry me?" "Yes." ~~~~~ "He doesn't love you; he loves me!" ~~~~~ "Max, please let me go. I don't want to live like this." ~~~~~ "Do you love me? My love, I know you don't, so please sign this paper." ~~~~~ "Mother-in-law, I did not kill my children! I did not hurt them. Max, please believe me!"

The sky wept in crimson. A deep, unnatural red bled across the heavens, drowning Velmoria’s golden sunrise in an eerie, suffocating glow. The air was thick with an unshakable stillness, as if the world itself held its breath. Crowds gathered in the city streets, heads tilted upward in fearful awe at the sight of the blood-red eclipse—a celestial event unseen in Velmoria’s long history. In the heart of the empire, within the grand halls of the Imperial Palace, the echoes of a woman’s anguished cries shattered the silence. The Empress was in labor. Nobles and servants alike stood frozen in the corridors, their hands clenched in prayer, their faces pale with worry. For hours, her screams had filled the palace, each one weaker than the last. The royal physicians worked desperately, but the Empress—Velmoria’s radiant star, beloved by all—was fading. And then, silence. The heavy stillness that followed was more terrifying than her screams. A single cry pierced the air—the wail of a newborn. The moment the child took his first breath, the doors to the birthing chamber burst open, and a cloaked figure stumbled forward—an old seer, his eyes wide with horror. He raised a trembling hand toward the heavens, his voice cracking like brittle parchment. "The sun has bled to mark his birth!" he cried. "He will be the harbinger of ruin—the flames that will consume Velmoria!" His voice carried through the halls, past the nobles, past the gathered guards—out into the city, where the terrified people turned their eyes away from the red eclipse and toward the palace. A prince had been born. A cursed prince.

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

A young child abandoned and neglected because of his strange abilities and the sight to see things normal humans are unable to. Forsaken by his own parents, the mother tossed her own child to the family she once abandoned: The Hattori Clan. With anguish and sorrow, the Hattori Clan raised the young child as part of their family. A child loved by the deities of Inari Shrine, Hattori Chuuya learns the secrets of Yamazaki town and the duties of the Hattori Clan has towards the town that is overflowing with deprived emotions. Hattori was content with his life. One day, a letter came with the alarming news of his younger brother, the town was tossed into chaos. Vowing to protect the town he loved, Chuuya made the decision to face torn bonds and overthrow the lurking dark forces. He'd make sure the dark forces would never have the opportunity of taking advantage of another innocent soul ever again.

How far can a person's mind break? before it finally shatters into dust...or becomes indestructibly firm? witness the rise of the hero who suffered in silence but sought vengeance against the 'reality' that took his innocence and freedom, and is trying to take more.

[Content Warning: This story contains several dark themes, including death and gore. Please read with caution.] The female lead may or may not display cruelty. (Proceed with caution if you choose to roast her.) _____________ The art of revenge is often a slow burn - calculated, patient and emotionally restrained. But what happens when vengeance strikes instantly? After being banished and dethroned as Luna by her pack Veronica Gordon is betrayed by her fiance' and is brutally murdered by him and his lover,her body shredded for organ trafficking on the eve of her wedding. Death should have been the end,but Veronica defies it, striking a deal for a second chance. Bound to the site of her deminse and granted the powers for her revenge, she transforms the place into Delilah's Inn,an establishment named after the infamous biblical seductress. Her mission is clear: lure and destroy cheating men and their accomplices. Centuries later, Delilah's Inn becomes a legend, immortalised in a mysterious novel with only 200 copies printed every five years. Adonis McCallum, a 24 year old university student and devoted fan of the tale, devours every edition. But his obsession takes a grim turn when he meets the same fate as Veronica - betrayed and murdered by his lover. Instead of passing on, Adonis is sent to the Inn by The Grim Reaper,who hopes to expedite his soul collection. Yet Adonis,with his innocence intact, proves immune to the Inn's seductive power. To escape and reclaim his life, he strikes an unlikely deal with the Grim Reaper: make Veronica fall in love with him - a woman whose heart has been dead for over a century cursed to feel nothing but cruelty. As Adonis navigates the sinister politics,lies and anguish entangled within Delilah's Inn, he must decide if his freedom is worth breaking through Veronica's icy facade - or if her revenge will claim him too. ______ TROPES: •— Werewolf. •—Dominant FL. •—Isekai x Transmigration. •—Dark Romance. •—Betrayal x Revenge. •—Slow Burn (some what) •—Horror?(I'll leave that you to decide) •—Boss × Employee relationship. •—Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine. •— Possessive x obsessive. •— Morally Grey FL. ______ Recommended Reading Theme: Dark. Recommended Reading Font: Lora Or Merriweather. _____ EXCERPT: I walked into the room, my chest still heaving as I stopped in front of her. She sat there, calm and unbothered, as though she hadn’t just spilled blood in the lobby like it was her second nature. Her crimson-polished nails clicked rhythmically against the smooth table. Her gaze was fixed on the open book in front of her—a book she hadn’t turned a single page of all morning. “I see you love standing, Adonis.” Her voice was calm, almost too calm. She didn’t bother looking up. “It was just a hug, Veronica,” I said through gritted teeth. “You shouldn’t have done that. Maya has served you loyally for years—” “Until she touched what is mine.” Her voice sliced through my words, sharp and absolute. I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “What’s yours? What’s the point of being yours when you treat me like… like I’m nothing?” The book slammed shut with a deafening clap. She rose to her feet in one fluid motion, every step toward me deliberate, predatory. Her eyes met mine, cold and unrelenting. “No one touches you but me, Adonis. Good, bad, whatever label you want to slap on it—I don’t care.” My breath caught in my throat, but I forced myself to hold my ground. “That’s not love, Veronica.” She tilted her head, a cruel smile tugging at her lips. “Love?” She laughed, soft but sharp, the sound laced with mockery. “Don’t insult me.”

[WN WITH ILLUSTRATION] Story about human babies raised by monsters in a world of sword and magic. Allen is an orphaned boy that had lived a rather pleasant life with his orc mother in the bowels of a deadly dungeon, until the day a group of humans ventured down to loot and pillage the home they had come to think of as safe. They took everything that Allen had, and drove him further away from the humanity. In anger and anguish, Allen turned his back on the humans. He encapsulated himself in a deep-seated hatred of them, refusing to associate with them in any way—even going so far as to reject any attempt at kindness. Allen begins his journey in a world of human with full of deceit, danger, envy, and politics. [WARNING! this novel has strong gore and violence] [This novel has an illustration. All the illustrations are original and made by me. Reuse is not allowed, and repost should be with credit]

William Colwel, a disillusioned man with a dark past, is betrayed and murdered by a sinister cult that worships the ancient demon lord Asmodeus, the Prince of Hell and ruler of lust and vice. After his brutal death, his soul is cast into the fiery depths of Hell, where the flames of damnation scorch his very essence. But instead of fading into oblivion, William's tortured soul is drawn to the dark power of Asmodeus, who, recognizing the anguish and rage within him, offers him a twisted pact, one that will grant William unimaginable infernal power in exchange for his servitude. Reborn in hellfire, William's body is transformed into a monstrous, infernal warrior, clothed in blackened, semi-sentient armor forged in the abyss. He becomes a vessel for Asmodeus’s wrath, wielding powers of manipulation, seduction, and fire, bound by the demon lord’s will. But the pact comes at a price, William is constantly at war with the demonic influence that seeks to consume his humanity.

Rane was the cherished young miss of the William family, but as fate would have it, their affection deeply favoured her adopted sister. The reason was simple, as children Genna and Rane were switched at birth. Rane had lived in the slums while Genna was raised by the Williams family. By the time the Williams family found her their ties with Genna had already become too tight. They couldn't accept her. Haunted by a tumultuous past that saw her wandering the unforgiving streets, Rane had developed a quiet, fragile demeanour that resembled the calm before a storm. The scars of her past etched into her soul made her reluctant to defend herself, even when Genna—sometimes out of jealousy—slandered her unfairly. Rane often faded into the background, a silent observer in her own life, but this only stoked the fires of resentment among her siblings, who labelled her as spineless and malicious. The relentless bullying and merciless ridicule she faced took their toll, leading her down a dark spiral into depression. Friends, teachers, and family dismissed her pain, assuming she was merely feigning weakness, leaving her to suffer in silence. Instead of receiving the support she needed, Rane found herself trapped in a vicious cycle of mistreatment that deepened her despair. Only her godmother, Jenna, seemed to grasp the extent of Rane’s anguish. By the time Jenna intervened, attempting to rescue her from the suffocating grasp of her adoptive family, Rane had become a mere shadow of her former self. The vibrant spark of life within her had dimmed, extinguished by the burdens she carried. Her will to fight, to change her circumstances, slowly ebbed away, mirroring her physical decline. Ultimately, she succumbed to the weight of her suffering, leaving this world with one solitary wish: she wanted to be strong so strong that no one would be able to take advantage of her.

(ONE-SHOT) The kingdom of Panistroth, the strongest and mightiest nations of all 12 nations, ruled by the king Marten, ruling alongside with his 13 wives that are queens and princesses of surroundings nations. Peace and unity is their motto, they are loved by the public, Nobles and Royalties respect and adore them, but every good person always has evil within them. In reality, in the king and his wives sweet façade, the wives hold the king hostage, their crazy love for him turns into a dark turn, killing Marten's entire royal bloodline, leaving him the crowned king, leaving his siblings and mother hostage to blackmail him to marry them, killing and extinguishing nobles who dare to retaliate against them. His long anguish caused by his wives, the near extinction of his royal bloodline, the demise and despair he has been through, he sets his life in one thing and one thing only. Revenge.

War casts its shadow over the Republic of Nuukormit. The sands of the Aemitan deserts bleed into the snowy lands, drowning them in anguish and despair. A Quneq commander, enslaved after failing to defend his homeland, must carve a path back from the farthest reaches of the world. To free his people, he will wield ice and steel—or perish in the attempt.

"Did I get reincarnated as... A HARPY?!" After having lived a life full of anguish, betrayal and the constant pressures of having to make his parents proud, 17 year old Simon Cavil found himself at death's door after being accidentally run over by a Truck. His blurry and lifeless eyes gazed into the skies and he saw birds flying freely in the skies above him and felt envious of their freedom. Under his dying breath he muttered: "I wish I was as free as those birds." And just like that his wish was granted, and he now found himself in a perilous fantasy world where he must either adapt or perish!

In the heart of the futuristic city of Singapore in the year 2462, Jagger Ashton and his family were enjoying the holiday festivities, mesmerized by the holographic Christmas decorations and the warm, vibrant atmosphere of Orchard Road. Without warning, the bright rays of the sun dimmed, and the air grew unnaturally cold, a stark contrast to Singapore's usual tropical warmth. Above them, a massive portal appeared, looming ominously in the sky. "What is that?" From the portal, monsters of all kinds—serpents, beasts, goblins, and dragons—began to fall. The streets turned into a chaotic battlefield, the monsters rampaging everywhere. Screams and cries permeated the air, blood splattering across the once pristine road. It was like hell on earth. "MOM! DAD!" Jagger screamed, his voice cracking with anguish and despair. [Congratulations, you are a hunter!] "I will kill them all!" he promised, the words a fierce oath as they left his lips, his soul burning with an inferno of hatred and vengeance.

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At the Orphanage "I like you." Her eyes widened. "But I don’t—" He cut her off, his grin widening. "I LIKE YOU! I LIKE YOU AND..." He paused dramatically, locking eyes with her before leaning in once more. "And I like to irritate you." Yadhana’s glare could have burned through walls. Yuvaa chuckled. "And you look cute when you're angry." Before she could explode, he playfully pinched her cheeks. "Ugh! You're such a buffalo!" she snapped, turning away. Yuvaa, ever the troublemaker, called after her. "Well, if I’m a buffalo, then you’re the buffalo’s best friend!" She froze in her tracks, fists clenching. "I am NOT your friend!" "You are," he teased. "I AM NOT!!" "YOU ARE MY BESTEST FRIEND!" That was the final straw. Fueled by rage, Yadhana stormed toward him, eyes blazing. "I AM NOT! I AM NOT AND—" Before she could finish, Yuvaa suddenly leaned in and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek. "You are. Until our last breath, you’re mine." And with that, he bolted, knowing full well that if he stayed, he'd be dead meat. Fourteen Years Later A scream shattered the silence. "Please leave me alone! Please don’t do this to me… I beg you… please!!!" Yuvaa’s eyes shot open. That voice—he knew it instantly. "Yadhana." Heart pounding, he rushed toward her. She was curled up in the corner, trembling, tears streaming down her face. When he placed a hand on her shoulder, she recoiled violently. "Yadhana, what’s wrong?" he asked gently. "Please… don’t touch me… I beg you," she sobbed, her voice raw with terror. A lump formed in his throat. What happened to you, Yaad? "It’s me, Yuvaa," he whispered, tilting her chin to meet his gaze. But as soon as he said her name, her expression twisted in anguish. "Don’t call me that name!" she snapped. "Yaad—" "DON’T!!! CALL!!! ME!!! BY!!! THAT!!! NAME!!!" she screamed, her body shaking violently. Yuvaa flinched but nodded. "Alright… I won’t." She clung to him suddenly, sobbing into his chest. "Please don’t leave me with him, Pa… I’m scared… I don’t want to be with him… please don’t leave me…" Pain stabbed through his heart. He held her tighter. "I won’t leave you, Yadhana. I promise." But just as quickly, she shoved him away. "No… no… you’re lying! You’re going to leave me with him!" she cried, eyes darting around in panic. "Yaad, what are you—" "DON’T CALL ME BY THAT NAME!" she shrieked again, her voice hollow, broken. Yuvaa inhaled sharply. "Okay… okay… just breathe, Yadhana." She turned to him then, her gaze sharp and piercing. "Don’t come near me, Pa. I’m not the Yadhana you once knew. I’ve become a monster… I’m no longer the girl you remember." Without hesitation, he pulled her into his arms again. "None of that matters to me. You are not a monster, Yadhana. You’re an angel. No matter what you’ve been through, you’re still you." Tears glistened in her eyes. "You’re lying…" she whispered. He answered with a kiss. For the first time in years, she stilled. As sleep finally took over, Yuvaa gently laid her on the bed, brushing a few stray strands of hair from her face. He pulled a chair beside her, his fingers lightly running through her hair as he watched over her. His jaw tightened. Who hurt you, Yadhana? Why are you carrying this pain alone? Memories of the past flashed in his mind—the day her own sister slapped her, the silent suffering in her eyes, the wounds she never spoke of. He clenched his fists. If you won’t tell me… I swear, I’ll find out myself. And when I do, I won’t let them get away with it. Yuvaa exhaled sharply, his resolve hardening. "I don’t care who they are—family or not. No one will ever hurt you again. Not while I’m here." Leaning closer, he whispered softly, "I swear, my angel… I will protect you. Always."

Celestia Aster always knew her luck was terrible, but learning she’s a cannon fodder in an unfinished novel? That’s a new low. On her twentieth birthday, she regains memories of her past life and discovers she’s doomed to die saving the heroine– all for the male lead’s tragic love story. What’s worse? In her past life, she’d paid to read this nonsense! Determined to change her fate, Celestia swears off her family’s indifference, the male lead’s drama, and the pitiful life of a pushover. But just as she starts to set her life straight, her three worldviews are once again shattered. First, her emotionally-constipated father– who once couldn’t tell her from a houseplant– suddenly starts awkwardly doting on her. Then, scheming Brother #1 flips his villain switch and starts sabotaging people for her. Rude Brother #2, the human thesaurus of profanity, now uses his sailor's mouth to curse out her enemies. Even the youngest, who used to look at her like she’d sprout fangs, has turned into a limpet, clinging to her like she’s his favorite stuffed toy. And just when she thinks things can’t get any weirder? The Crown Prince– the overpowered terror of the protagonist squad– decides he wants her… on his payroll. Mom, pick me up. I’m scared…

Warren arrived at the hotel, his heart racing as he got to the roof. Panic seized him when he didn’t immediately see Anastasia. As he moved closer to the ledge, he finally spotted her—lying dangerously close to the edge, her body slack and seemingly on the brink of slipping into unconsciousness. The sight of the empty bottle of pills and whiskey shattered something inside him. “Oh, Ana,” he whispered, his voice thick with anguish as he approached her. But then, in a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, he saw her body begin to roll off the edge. The horror that gripped him turned his blood to ice. Without a second thought, Warren launched himself over the ledge after her, diving headfirst through the night air. The wind roared in his ears, but he moved with the precision of a bullet, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. When he finally caught her, relief surged through him. Cradling her tightly in his arms, he expanded his angelic wings, the pure white feathers cutting through the darkness as he propelled them upward, away from prying eyes. Outline: After the loss of her mother and the abuse she receives from her stepfamily, Anastasia finds herself living in a world where grief and betrayal are commonplace. She turns to her childhood best friend and first love, Bastian, for consolation. But after a tragic accident leaves him in a coma Anastasia's world crumbles when Bastian is in a car accident. Warren, a mysterious angel, enters her life just when it seems hope is lost. Because he is harboring secrets that may change everything, his presence is both comforting and unsettling. Her life will never be the same. Book 1 of 3 Angel's Redemption Angel's Redemption: The Forbidden Child Angel’s Redemption: The Final Celestrial War

(OMEGAVERSE/ HIRSTORICAL BL ) ********* In a mystical forest where cherry blossoms bloom under the light of the moon, Meng Yu, a quiet and lonely omega, lives hidden away from a world that would never understand him. His heart is burdened with secrets he cannot escape—secrets tied to his true nature, one he’s afraid to face. Fate, however, has other plans. Lu Shen, a demon cloaked in darkness and fire, enters Meng Yu’s life under mysterious circumstances. The two are drawn to one another by an undeniable force, one that binds them in ways neither can comprehend. Their connection is forbidden, rooted in an ancient curse that has separated light and darkness for eons. As their paths intertwine, Meng Yu and Lu Shen must confront their destinies, both of which are marked by a profound sacrifice. In the face of an impossible love, they find solace in stolen moments beneath the cherry blossoms, even though they know their love cannot survive the forces that seek to keep them apart. Will they defy the heavens themselves for a chance at love, or will they be torn apart by the very forces that created them? Only time will tell as they dance beneath the cherry blossoms for one last time, under the watchful gaze of the Moon. ********** Additional Tags : Historical Fantasy, Forbidden Love, Reincarnation, Alpha/Omega Dynamics, Light vs Darkness, Tragic Romance, Mythical Forests, Sacrifice, Fate and Destiny, Conflict of Morality, Emotional Anguish, Redemption Arc, fast-burn Romance, Loyalty and Friendship, Divine Intervention, Ancient China Setting, Mystical Beings, Political Intrigue, Unspoken Desires, Star-Crossed Lovers

The story follows a heart-wrenching encounter between the protagonist and her former lover, Travis, a man she once adored but who now appears unrecognizable. Set in a hospital run by the most notorious mafia, the protagonist confronts the reality of betrayal, unrequited love, and her broken life. Travis, once her gentle "pretty boy," is now transformed into Lord Morgan Travis, a sinister and emotionless mafia leader devoted to Violet, his wife. The protagonist struggles to reconcile this cold, menacing man with the kind, artistic friend she had loved deeply. As she processes the betrayal, she realizes their relationship was a façade—Travis never truly loved her, and she was just a pawn in a larger scheme involving her brother and the dangerous mafia world. Amidst her anguish, the protagonist admits a dark secret: she ordered an execution attempt on Violet. This revelation shatters any lingering connection between her and Travis, who reacts with fury. However, chaos erupts as Violet’s life hangs by a thread, her condition worsening due to insufficient medical resources. Realizing her place in Travis’ world was never genuine, the protagonist chooses to leave, running back to Julian, the man she ultimately sees as her true anchor despite their flawed relationship. The story ends on a note of despair and self-realization as the protagonist mourns her lost innocence and fractured self, seeking solace in the only semblance of stability she has left.

Chen is a senior high school student who is now 17 years old. Ever since his mother died of breast cancer, life has been one storm after another. His father works abroad, sending money for Chen's schooling, but every day, he feels farther and farther away from his son. Chen cannot focus in class and is haunted by loneliness, guilt, and pressure to succeed for his family's sake. One day, Chen's English teacher, Ms. Alina, assigns him a reflective essay because he seems to be slipping. Reluctantly, Chen sits down and writes from his heart onto the paper. Through this piece of writing, he relates to Jia, a classmate who turns out to be very compassionate while sharing her experience of having lost one of her parents. Her friend leans on her for support. Meanwhile, there is Chen's childhood friend Miguel, who continues to pull Chen out of his shell, remembering their shared dreams. Luna is the spirited school athlete who promotes Chen to become a member of the running club, and suddenly he finds this endurance sport thrilling. Mr. Tan, this wise school counselor, guides him through his anguish. As Chen starts to heal, he is reunited with his dad through heartfelt video calls. He comes to realize that they both carry the same pain. With support from friends like Sophia, Rafi, Elena, Kai, Maya, Dante, Zara, and Leo, Chen eventually learns that strength lies within vulnerability. At the end of the year, Chen gives a great valediction speech before honoring his mother's memory and embracing a hope of a brighter tomorrow at the school's end.

[Mature Content.] ** [COMPLETED.] ** Winter’s second marriage was nothing like the fairytale of her first. She spent the past two years being intimidated and abused by her evil mother-in-law, Camilla. She endured it all for the sake of her second husband, Sebastian. But she was finally pushed to her breaking point when she found out that Sebastian cheated on her and seized all of her assets accumulated from her previous marriage. Winter was left with nothing but a baby in her womb. - “You have taken everything from me, Sebastian Saenz. So I will take this baby with me to the grave. He doesn’t deserve to be born unloved by his scum father,” Winter said before she jumped from the balcony and plunged to her death. - She thought she’d end up in the afterlife with her first late husband. But she found herself back in the past, two years earlier when she had just finished her wedding reception with Sebastian Saenz. Thus, equipped with the knowledge of her misfortune that would happen two years from now on, she vowed to protect herself and everything that her first husband left for her from the hands of her greedy second husband and mother-in-law. But what would happen if Sebastian also returned back in time to beg for her forgiveness. Would she give him a second chance? Or would she destroy him just like how he destroyed her in their previous life? - “What should I do so you will forgive me, Winter?” Sebastian asked as he was on his knees. “You are the only one I have, so please…” Winter stood coldly, staring down at the man who ruined her in the previous life, “Then I will take everything from you, Sebastian. I want you to know the anguish I felt in my last moment.” ** All pictures are commissioned Contact me on Instagram: @foreverpupa ** Check out my other books! - Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil Brother (Completed) - He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband (Completed) - She Becomes A Hot Sensation After A Scandalous Affair (Completed)

In a world disrupted by loss and driven by vengeance, Dr. Salazar, a brilliant scientist, transforms his grief into a deadly legacy. Devastated by the death of his beloved to cancer, he develops a sinister zombie virus to make the world feel the anguish he endured. As the virus spreads, chaos ensues, plunging humanity into an apocalyptic nightmare. Naira, an avid gamer and dedicated employee at a BPO company, finds herself thrust into this harrowing reality. Her skills in strategy and problem-solving, honed through countless hours of gaming, become invaluable as she navigates the dangers of a world overrun by the undead. Determined to survive and protect her loved ones, Naira uncovers clues about the origin of the virus and Dr. Salazar's motivations. As Naira's journey unfolds, she allies with other survivors, each with unique abilities and stories of their own. Together, they strive to find a way to stop the virus and restore hope to humanity. Naira's resilience and ingenuity are tested as she faces unimaginable horrors, but her resolve remains unbroken. In a battle against time and the undead, Naira emerges as an unlikely hero in a fight to reclaim the world from the clutches of despair.

Fate is cruel, beyond ruthless. Countless suffer under it's watch, anguish consuming the lives of many. Yet one defies its path, the wander.

Hello, everyone, my name is Mercury Van Anguish, and to make things short I am reincarnated person yea... that right you heard me correctly jealous right hahah of course, you are who wouldn't. After all, I am a summoned hero destined to fight the demon lord, save the world, get the girl, and have a happy ending. Or that is what I would love to say you see my reincarnation was very special and very dangerous to me in more ways than one hahah... as a matter of fact please send help or maybe an SOS. You see I got the opportunity to reincarnate under the condition of being entertainment for Multiple ROBS In a way, this would have been good I might have gone to a different world with the proper and cliche setting but nope these ROB want a change of pace so what did they do. Well, it's simple they reincarnated me into a world as an offering to the strongest Evil Goddess of Mayhem Lilith an entity that is by no means good at all and has committed so many horrible crimes within this world just because she enjoys it and sees it as fun, in short, she sadistic and fuck up in the head. Well, this is my job make Lilith mine at all cost and complete all 100 hundred romantic tasks given to me by the Robs, and let me tell you this would have been easy if my wife isn't trying to kill me, discipline me, torture me and assassinate me. All because that is her nature and she enjoys doing it, my suffering is her enjoyment, and If I fail and let her leave the seal before a year is finished, she will destroy the world. So, yea this is a story of how I met your mother or die trying to meet her. "Merrrrrrrcury darling where are you?" "Shit she is coming and my leg isn't healed yet well later guys I got to think of a way out of this or be killed right here and now by my wife." "Awww... darling there you are it is time to say hello to Angel-Chan early today". "Shit, shit, shit, shit Shiiiiiiit!"

"Genevieve, don't you get it?" Jonathan's voice was laced with a hint of frustration, his words cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "I don't love you, and I never have," he continued, his tone devoid of emotion, leaving Genevieve's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Jonathan, wait... what do you mean?" Genevieve's voice trembled, her words barely above a whisper, as she struggled to comprehend the harsh reality. But Jonathan's expression remained resolute, his eyes cold and unyielding. "I love you, Genevieve, but I can't imagine a life with you," he said, his voice cracking with a mix of guilt and relief. "The wedding is off, I can't do this to myself," he declared, his words echoing through the room like a death sentence. Genevieve's world crumbled around her, her dreams shattered, her heart broken. "I'm sorry for telling you now," Jonathan said, his voice laced with regret, but it was too late, the damage was done. "Please stay," Genevieve begged, her voice cracking with desperation, but Jonathan was already gone, leaving her with a shattered heart. "I hope you find someone else," he said, his parting words a cruel twist of the knife, "someone who will love you like you deserve." But Genevieve's mind was a blur, her thoughts consumed by the anguish of Jonathan's rejection. She was lost in a sea of despair, unable to escape the pain that threatened to engulf her. Until Jayjay's soft voice pierced through the darkness, "Wake up, sleeping beauty." Genevieve's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto her cousin's concerned face. "What are you doing in my room?" she asked, her voice husky from sleep, her mind still reeling from the vivid nightmare.

He fell—or perhaps, he awakened, A soul cast adrift on frostbound tides. He wandered, a seeker, a shadow reborn, Through the shattered dreams of a cruel world's guise. Encounters etched in the tapestry of fate, Adventures carved in peril's stone. The cries of anguish, a symphony of ruin, Tore the veil of innocence he'd once known. With power vast, he could mend the broken, A savior's flame in the darkest night. Yet never did he dream, in all his might, That his own soul longed for the light. In the ruins of hope, he stands unyielding, A titan of strength, a heart concealed. For in saving others, he begins to learn— Even the savior must one day be healed.