Neck Deep Merch

The nascent Chaos had just been carved out, and the barren void welcomed the souls from the Otherworld. As the first soul in the Chaos World, Laine automatically became the God of Spirituality. However, divine power stems from Divine Power, and the existence of spirituality was insignificant; thus, the newly born Laine was extremely weak. With no other choice, to avoid being overturned by the torrents of fate, Laine had to rely on himself. He carved out realms, and birthed lives belonging solely to spirituality. He created sequences, scattering the steps to deification. He wove the Magic Net, enveloping the sky, the oceans, and the land. When the bell of dusk sounded, I raised my divine seat and proclaimed to all beings from the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm: There are two facets to the world, the material and the spiritual. The material belongs to the gods, and the spiritual belongs to me, such is the ultimate truth of all things.

"Let's break up." He said, coldly. She loved him so much, but he suddenly left her life. Later, she married someone else but lived unhappily because her husband had his own lover. However, seven years later, he appeared again...

When he and his rumored girlfriend were spotted shopping in Paris, she smiled, "Well, my husband's taste isn't bad this time!" When he goes out to have dinner with the mayor's daughter, she remarks with a radiant face, "This tie suits you better." When he is about to get engaged with a merchant's daughter, she chooses to leave, "Dear, have a successful trip. I will have a surprise waiting for you when you return!" A few days later, the man approached her with a dangerous aura, "So the divorce was your surprise gift to me?" "Yes! What a great gift! Don't you like it, Mr. Gu?" What more could a husband like him want from a wise and understanding wife like her? Unknowingly, she stole his heart. Though she left, she never returned his heart. He said that letting her leave was the biggest mistake he ever made. He had spoiled her for four years, and from now on, he would spoil her for the rest of his life. [Glorious husband + sly Da Bao + adorable Little Treasure, why would you refuse this marriage? The warm-hearted husband never changes his deep love. This is a story of immense pampering and minor hardships with a happy ending, welcome to dive in!]

In the Ancient Era, the Demon clan vanished without a trace. In more recent times, the Dragon Clan disappeared. The age when the divine way flourished had faded away like smoke, and the pinnacle of the flying swords era eventually fell into decline… What has happened to this world? Who will listen to the historical truth buried in the long river of time? Bodies were strewn over a thousand miles of mountains and river; the harrowing hunger of tigers depicted across a hundred years of heaven and earth. The impartiality of the cosmos is as heartless as ever, Yet I possess a burning red heart—one that patrols the heavens! —————— Welcome to the Immortal Sword World, where emotions run deep. ——————

Five years ago, she saved him but lost the most precious thing a girl could have. Five years later, he descended from the heavens to protect her peace and guard her safety. Yet, she said, "I'm sorry, but we're not familiar." He smirked, "I know about the birthmark on your body. Wouldn't you say we are familiar?" She harbored secrets, feigned weakness, and endured for many years. While she abided by the world, she was cold and evasive towards him. He held a high social status, controlling everything around him. He was cold-hearted towards the world, yet only tender down to the bone to her. Until one day, he pulled the little guy who was hiding behind her, "Stealthily making a miniature version of me and you say we're not familiar?" A small treasure stood in front of her, blinking and staring at him, "Mom said I popped out from a stone crack!"

Silence, Peace and Solitude.. He who’s used to Silence, became one with Peace, and capable of living in Solitude. He is the Master of the Deep. “Let peace be my guise as I traverse this world. Yes, I will play my part in your play. The script that you’ve written, I will act my role in it. In silence, observing as you direct this play. In solitude, as the only knowing participant. And finally in peace, as it reaches the finale. Fate… Destiny… Drowning in your own machination. How much longer can you hold? When your turn ends and mine began. Will you act the same?” - Prewell, the ******** A baron of a small territory in the northwestern most region of the Order of the Three Seas, recalls the memory of his previous life. Prewell, that’s his name. Cold, Callous, and Calculating this the names associated with Prewell of Zalsac. A baron who lived by the shadows of other. Silent and methodical, his actions unknown to others, while others action, are known to him.

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

“Who are you?” The women asked to Alex while pointing her stone spear at his neck, then another group came from the trees and bushes behind him. “He looks good” one woman said while licking her tongue and then grabbed him. ”Please... Don't do anything”, Alex begged for his life.

She has no time for relationships—at least, that's what she tells herself. Swim captain, world champion, all-around aquatics golden boy, Shadrach Malcolm thrives on discipline. It's how he wins gold medals and breaks records: complete focus, with every stroke. On the surface, Shadrach and Pearl have nothing in common. Until a well-guarded secret slips out, and everything changes. So they start an arrangement. And as the pressure leading to the Olympics heats up, so does their relationship. It was supposed to be just a temporary, mutually satisfying fling. But when staying away from Shadrach becomes impossible, Pearl realizes that her heart might be treading into dangerous water...

This is an era where heroes emerge in great numbers! This is an era where death and hope exist side by side! This is an era where the old order and the fires of new civilizations collide! What kind of grand epic will be written by the decaying federation, the fanatic empire, the obstinate theocracy, and the stirring foreign races?

What began with indifference, followed by burning passion, quickly turned into a whirlwind of uncertainties, wounds, and betrayals. As Asher swings between love and anger, he pulls Cecilia into an ocean of confusion. Torn between her feelings and her reason, she tries to survive the emotional storm, despite the cruel words and unforgivable actions of the man she loves more than anything. Between passion and pain, betrayal and forgiveness, "Deep Tears" tells the story of an imperfect yet intensely real love. Will Cecilia be able to give Asher another chance, at the risk of losing everything again? Can Asher truly love, redeem himself, and repair the damage he's caused, becoming the man she needs? Together, they must face their demons, confronted with an uncertain yet hopeful future. In a story where every decision can break a heart, where the past haunts every moment, "Deep Tears" takes you on a journey where love is anything but simple, but always authentic. A heart-wrenching tale of love, redemption, and inner strength that reminds you that even the most broken hearts can still beat for someone.

He grabbed my throat hard and pinned his gaze on me. I gasped, astounded, feeling as if my neck was impeded by chains. His very dim eyes intimidated me so bad I felt I could die. His chilly breath fanned my face. He was cold, his skin felt grossly cold but I felt more hurt from his grip on my neck. He was choking the life out of me, I couldn't even make a high sound as he had seemingly suppressed my vocal cords with his hold. ~~~ Princess Almira was captured into Sihasin after an enemy kingdom invaded into her home kingdom, Perston. Now a slave, she faced incredible sufferings but yet still became the fifty mistress of his royal highness, King Luther — A king so astute but yet so seemingly ruthless and sadistic. Love bloomed between them however, but with the strong need to escape and take back her father's kingdom which Luther had conquered, will she fight over her heart or let love take its lead? [NOTE: THIS IS A SLOW BURN ROMANCE BOOK (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) ]

Doomsday crisis, zombies are attacking, the situation is critical. Don't let our enemies change from zombies coming at us to humans we protect behind us. "Brother, what would you do if I turned into an irredeemable zombie?" “…kill you.” "Then do you know what I would do if you turned into a zombie?" "Kill me." "No," he lifted her long hair, revealing her smooth neck. "You are crazy. I advise you to give up this irrational idea." "Brother, this world has gone crazy."

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

Ace has always known he was different, rescued by human couples as a baby by the road side. Raised with a strange mark on his chest, uncanny speed, heightened senses, and an instinct he could never explain. But everything comes to a head on his eighteenth birthday when a restless fire awakens deep within him, compelling him into the forest under the light of the full moon. Drawn by an invisible force, Ace’s body trembles with anticipation, and his wolf, silent his entire life, stirs to life for the first time. Then he feels it: an overwhelming presence that fills the air, makes his heart race, and stops him in his tracks. A powerful looking but desperate man emerges from the shadows, Ace’s entire being responds. His chest burns, and the mark he always thought was a birthmark begins to glow on his chest, as if it knows the man standing before him. Kieran’s piercing silver eyes hold a mixture of relief and hunger as he steps closer. 'You’re mine,' Kieran murmurs, his voice deep and reverberating with authority and raw desire. Ace doesn’t understand what’s happening, but his body does. Every fiber of his being screams for Kieran, his wolf howling for the connection they were destined to share. When Kieran touches the glowing mark on Ace’s chest, the bond between them explodes into life. Ace feels everything, the undeniable pull, the deep need to belong, and a passion so intense it takes his breath away. The world fades, leaving only Kieran and the primal connection binding them. Kieran's suppressed desires for his mate breaks free from their restrain. He tears their clothes into pieces, pulling Ace closer in his arms as he uncontrollably touches every inch of Ace's body, feeling the satisfaction he has longed for_ for years. He devours Ace's mouth and lips as he thrust into him , every thrust igniting a hotter flame inside their bodies, they both groan and scream at the connection, at the pleasure that flows throw every vein in their bodies. In that heated moment, Kieran claims Ace, sinking his teeth into his neck to mark him as his own. The bite sends a shockwave through Ace’s body, awakening a hunger and power he never knew he possessed. Their souls collide, binding them together in a bond that is both exhilarating and terrifying. ▪▪ But as Ace grapples with his newfound identity as a werewolf and the mate of a powerful alpha, he’s thrust into a world of danger, loyalty, and love so overwhelming it threatens to consume him. Will he accept the destiny that ties him to Kieran, or will the weight of the bond shatter them both?"* ○○●●○ Alpha Kieran had been looking for his mate for nine years, he searched among the she_wolves in his pack and all other packs but never found his expected female mate, only to find out his mate is a male , something he has forbidden in his pack. No matter how much he didn't want to mate with Ace, the pull was way much uncomfortable to him. What is he going to do now that he has found himself in the situation he had forbade others himself.

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.

Detroit, a local village, it was in trouble, luha and his people was invading it, ever since he started using the power for evil the totem lost control blasted of his neck and went off to a far place in zambasi.

When she divorced her former husband, she thought the divorce certificate was the only thing she got from her years of efforts. One drunken night, she hooked her arm around a handsome man neck and forcefully kissed him, and had a flash marriage with him. "Uncle, help me with my revenge." When everything ended, she asked him again. "Uncle, let's end this strange relationship. It's just a play, after all." The proud and self-contained man's eyes reddened as he asked her, "Have you ever considered a possibility, that I do love you?"

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?” “Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’” “What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?” “He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.” “...” This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

Nathan, He was once the last survivor of Humanity fighting the demons 10 years after the last Humans had died, He fought alone and proudly. However not even he could escape time, Alas he was defeated by the Demon King Antares after fighting Bravely all those years. And as his head flew from his neck and he closed his eyes floating amongst the darkness he heard a Voice... he has Regressed Disclaimer: This is my First Novel so expect it to have some mistakes in spelling or some mistakes Gramaticaally, Also I'm only a Student so this is purely to a hobby, Might go full time tho

Summoned to the Arlott kingdom with his former classmates, Quasimodo does not have a good impression of everything that happens. Only escape from the Arlott kingdom to see the world can save his neck. However, escaping from Arlott is very complicated, and while trying to escape Quasimodo gets into several problems. Memories of his life before he came to Arlott still haunt him.

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

In a world consumed by chaos and destruction, humanity struggles to survive beneath the ruins of a once-thriving civilization. After an inexplicable cataclysm devastates the surface, leaving behind toxic waters and desolate landscapes, the remnants of society are forced to seek refuge underground.

Being a royal was demanding and yet being the Royal future king was far more demanding than his people imagined. The tenuous training, immensely growing power and rigorous studies hardly left any time for Eric to be a child. His abilities manifested when he was four years old making it impossible for him to normally relate with others. Eric knew she was going be a problem for him or even more than a problem. He didn't want to hurt her yet she was more than willing to hit him in physical and magical combat so he obliged her. A green eyed beauty who will take on boys older than herself as long as she can be on the Royal Guard turns the Creator's plans to motion. She has been shunned, undermined and neglected yet her spirit is blazing. Her gift is rare and feared yet she's unafraid and proud. Lighters were often unable to control their gifts, known for hurting those around them when they exploded with emotion. Most lighters blocked their gift and retained use of their defensive gift. Years later... Reina used both her gifts to make it to the Guard and being female in a male dominated guard meant she fought harder and dirty to keep up. To make things worse the future king was her training partner. He was beyond powerful and she wasn't sure she wanted to burn his gorgeous body... ******EXCERPT****** Her scent had changed into something intoxicating, addictive, threatening to everything I treasured. Reina was my partner, best friend and yet I wanted more. "I'm not yours Eric…" she whispered as I inhaled her scent and kissed her neck. "You don't believe that," I murmured as I brought my lips closer to her mouth she was glowing, trembling as I grabbed her pony tail and let it loose. she gasped at my audacity giving me the chance I needed. I claimed her mouth pushing her against the wall. Arms tightened around my back as I deepened the kiss. I placed a hand on her bare waist and a blast of heat consumed me. she moaned deep in her throat as I brought her hips closer to mine. You're mine Reina, only mine. I drawled against her neck.

Marrying the horrendous King of Lievca couldn't get any worse since Elsie, the white princess of Sevannah, had heard a myriad of tales about the unfortunate demise of Lievca's Queen that had plagued the Kingdom half a decade ago. And Moon, never has she ever thought her life would play a sick game on her that has her thrown into the high walls of The Great Lievca. Never in her wildest dreams, Elsie had ever imagined she would end up baring her neck to the mysterious monarch of Lievca to mark her as his, which very much could grant her a death sentence.

" I want nothing more than to taste your sweet blood on my tongue." His breath grazed her neck, followed by the wet glide of his tongue across her skin. Kerry shuddered, imagining his fangs sinking deep, feeding on her. "We can't do this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "What's stopping us?" "You're... my brother." "And yet, you stir something in me no other woman has." He grasped her hand, guiding it to his erection pressing against her. "You're mine, baby—made just for me." Kerry's life spirals into chaos when her mother marries a vampire. As someone who thought vampires were just myths, she struggles to accept their reality. But nothing could prepare her for her dangerously seductive new stepbrother, who seems determined to make her his. Is their bond a twist of fate, or something far darker?

Morgan and Dylan have always been at each other's necks ever since they were kids. Dylan only ever bothered Morgan because that was the only way she would ever talk to him. He found her angry and frustrated state cute whereas Morgan found him to be the biggest pain in the ass. A situation leads the two enemies to become close friends but an incident from the past threatens to ruin that new friendship. Dylan is determined to not let that happen though.

ITS GOOD SHIT......if you like westerns and adventures of all sorts with fantasy and thrilling plot this is definitely.... for your mom.. you can read the censored version when it comes out or grow a pair and read this one .i reckon you'll choose wisely.It follows Javier a spanish western cowboy whos life takes a dark turn after he makes a desperate attempt to avenge a great loss. he will stop at nothing to see his ''righteous'' cause meet an end.