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The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 159.5K Views

My Angelic Predator:Trust Me, I Am Sane

Before becoming the feared Supervisor of Hell, he once walked the earth—silent, deadly, and broken. Betrayed and slain, he returns not just for revenge... but to prove he's still sane. He devoured hell before he ruled it. Now, returned to earth, he hides behind an angelic face—and a promise: “Trust me, I am sane.” Devourer of hell-Elarion Crimsonveil (17 Y)The legitimate son of Herus Le Crimsonveil the head of Crimsonveil ducal family cursed by devil, the family of duke on top of pyramid only below king Euras Ian Astirhall . Trained to be a assassin, he has 3 older step brother Sirus Crimsonveil (30 Y)and Rior Crimsonveil(38 Y)**{They only share father , but all have different mothers} and thousands of adopted sons his father adopted to train them as assassin for his military, they are those who have vowed their loyalty to the duchy -by consent? No way. The youngest who grew up in a horrendous atmosphere created by his father for unknown reason, a dream that changes his life, he who wants to be free and doesn’t care whether people die or live, the coldhearted Crimsonveil –A silent hunter-Predator or so on. But is there all it is or it’s just a tip of Iceberg. Elarion van Crimsonveil or the devourer from hell read it to find out how he despite struggling continues to climb for his success. A story filled with excitement, development and mysteries is going to be unfolding in front of you. About this novel: You won't regret reading it, it got everything. The mc is strong cold calculating want revenge yet hilarious and enjoys every moment. Kind of like split personality (not really but seems like) He loves cruelty but rational rarely but yes. Not a simp no Ntr or yuri Harem(maybe or maybe not) if I decide an Harem there will be only 2 or 3 girls max.
interesting · 3.4K Views

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 426.9K Views

The Mundane Journal Entries of an Ordinary Person

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about (and meant to be about) the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. The aim is to keep this for general audiences and not go down the romance route, so that my little nieces and nephews can read this as an example of how to write rubbish - uh, I mean fiction. Unfortunately, my imagination and brain keep running away with the plot and taking it down the adult fiction route... So, sorry, my little nieces and nephews. You won't be reading this version of the story. No way. Your parents might decide to silence me and then you would no longer have a fun aunty to teach you useless knowledge.
Tonukurio · 56.4K Views
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