Bartolomeu Crouch

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind. (Solo female lead)

"What'd you do when you have multiple lives at your expense? " Entering the horror world, Thain charged toward the fiend shouting "Divine Judgement," got instakilled. Six different worlds, same determination, similar vigorous efforts, similar results, he gave up. The seventh time, closing his eyes at the looming fiend, Thain said: "Make it swift, please." Glancing around the struggling others, then looking at Thain lying wide on the floor, the female-shaped fiend crouched down and lifted his chin: "Human, you've caught my attention." "???" To honor "Firefly at middle ruler", I'm writing this to hone my grammar. If there are any similar names or events, they are only coincident, please don't try it at home~ *The art was from a friend of mine, she stopped getting online to concentrate on life, but I do hope she could see I still remember her wherever she is.

«Verily, after every difficulty is ease». «I plan, You plan, We all plan but Allah's plan is the best». ~**~ "Yeah, I know. I was your wife before but now I'm my husband's wife. And if you really love me as you said, you will let me go because I've let you go a long time ago. If you really love someone, you will do anything or everything for his or her happiness even if it means you let go" I wrote and mouthed to my husband "let's go". My husband carried me out in bridal styles leaving him who was crouching on the floor crying his bleeding heart out. ~**~ No one is perfect, we make mistakes, we break, we give up, we failed and we succeed. Follow Sophia through the journey of her life with every pains, twists, cries, betrayals, loves, hardship, revenges, heartbreaks emotional rollercoasters. © Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan) The cover is not mine, credits to who owns it. Do review and vote Discord : https://discord.gg/qRRxHjg8TX

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) 'Seduction is our craft; Manipulation is our craft ' Shante Jarret;a lady that was raped at the age of five by the same set of gangsters that killed her parents walked into a place to sought refuge not knowing it was an underground deadly club society. At first she was scared and thought she won't be able to make it but here she is the leader of the fraternity,they consists of mostly girls and the few men in the club are the trainers and the people bringing in new people,that is, recruiters. What's their job? They are to 'Hunt','Seduce','Manipulate','Play' and 'Take Down'. Missions are always given to the girls especially the experienced and capable ones;the particular and specific targets are the men they need to take down within 3 days. The first and deadly rule of the club is that you must not fall in love especially on the target else it's death and they also have to take the target down within 3 days otherwise you sought death. Shante's job is just to lecture the girls, brief them on the plans,give them steps and strategy on how to achieve the goal and give necessary punishments. Suddenly she received a mission from the big bosses that she must handle herself and was given a time limit of just one month;31 days. Target - Madden Banks,an introverted billionaire that has been shaking the stock market in recent times.A sadist,a cold jerk,a narrow minded person, youngest CEO ever lived. No much Intel on him and Shante was very confident that she didn't need 2 days to take him down. ************* Excerpt "Hi, I'm Te" Shante said coquettishly, licking her lips softly.Her hands were stretched forward, wanting an handshake Madden looked at her with crouched eyebrows "Te,as in Tea?" Shante felt angry immediately, scoffing inwardly but she still kept her seductive demeanor "No,as in Teeeeee..." she stretched "Shorten for Shante" she added. "Madden." He said curtly be fixing his gaze back on his little sister "I'll be going now." Tyra was about to question him but Shante beat her to it "I thought you were going to take us out?" Madden ignored her directly and rubbed his sister's head "Later sis".He winked at his sister and left "What the f..." Shante scoffed in anger,that bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... *********** Did she overestimate herself or underestimate him? Will she end up achieving her goal? Will she end up being preyed instead of being the predator? What of if she breaks the first and deadly rule? You want an answer to all these questions,then don't miss out this book, don't miss out the fun so you won't be in regret *wink*

"I didn't save you, young lady. I just spared you," As soon as he caught the USB, he let out a chuckle. "What, I just f****d up today-now you're implying to kill me? We have a deal!" "Oh, my sweet young flower...You don't even take a hint? I was just joking!" "F***. You." I shot him a glare. I couldn't take all of his jokes while my legs are completely numb from that paralyzer gun. All this s**t happened just for that stupid USB. "My, you bark more than you bite. Pretty wild for a young lady, huh?" he shook his head, seeming more amused than before. He then continued to play with his dagger skillfully between his fingers. For some reason, I could see myself as that sharp dagger. He uses me like a toy, nonetheless, he knows what I can do and use it in his advantage while I get bloodied and slowly lose my sharp edges. "Well indeed, we have a deal. You and me. Between a client...and a hitman." I saw his eyes through the glass of his gas mask squinting into a smile and cocked his gun at me like a madman he is. I do not fear someone like him, but when I saw a murder right before my eyes... --- "Awe, don't worry about the deal for now. You did great despite all this...mess we've caused," he crouched down and pulled my face close near to his. His dagger gently traces my jaw down to my throat as if he was guessing where he could end me in the future. "Just keep yourself clean..." He poked a part of my neck, being careful of not leaving a large wound. I know what he wants, that's why he kept me alive. He has what I need, which is why I joined him to get it. "...You'll be the most beauuuutiful flower in my garden. Never ever cease to please me, and I shall keep you alive for much longer," My relationship with him is like having a contract with a devil. If I go astray from this mission, my throat is for him to take. "Remember that...Green Gladiolus." --- In the city of Hana-Puellaweo, everything turned upside down ever since a sudden outbreak of an unknown disease affected its people. The deaths are drastically increasing and most of them were the young people who they hoped could change their city for the better. They only knew that LOVE has caused the spread. Due of this, they fear to feel butterflies in their stomach. How will they keep their feelings despite it being lethal? Will they choose death or find the cure? Yoona Kim, one of the WANTED vigilantes of the city, teamed up with a guy who calls himself RED X in search of a cure. Will her mission be successful and be able to help those in need? Or will these flowers take over her lung and heart before she could discover the solution? Turn the page and we shall unravel the truth. --- WARNING (R-18): The following chapters may contain violence and strong languages. Please be advised that you must be 18 and above before continuing. This novel is also a slow burn romance story. After all, Love is a complex process. --- VOLUMES 1: GLADIOLUS An unnatural disease began to spread within the city whilst the MedExpert Co. have been trying to decrease the possibility of this from killing more people. However, it is out of their control and decided to ask for the army's assistance to commence martial law. Yoona was one of these people who attempted to disobey the new rule. Will she be able to survive on her own? [More volumes to be followed...] --- NOTE: The author updates once a month or randomly.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

"What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Mori?" "I told you, I want a bride. You took my bride, you bring me another one." She snickered. "You want me to become a matchmaker?" "No, sweetheart," he stood from his seat and leaned forward. Both his hands were flat on the desk as he crouched and peered down at Allie's piercing eyes. Evan stared at her green eyes darkly. They were so alive like a lovely summer forest, yet at the same time they were unnervingly cold and fearless. He didn't like her defiance. "You will take her place. You will be my bride." [WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL BILLIONAIRE LOVE STORY. THIS MAY CONTAIN DARK THEMES!]

Zaroon Khan, 26 years old, hardworking, Workaholic, Introvert, Software Engineer, Kind Hearted, CEO of his Startup. Zehra Shaikh, 23 Year's old, Studying Medicine in the final year, With pure soul, Generous & Lively Person. She is a heavy sleeper. He is insomniac. She is Foodie. He is Health conscious. She is Extrovert. He is Introvert. She is Childish. He is Mature. She is Cheerful. He is Calm. She is Short Tempered. He doesn't get angry easily. Two different personalities, Two different persons, complete opposite of each other. When these two opposite poles will meet will they attract towards each other? If yes will their attraction last for long due to different thinking and personality? This is all game of destiny when they two get married while for one it is arranged marriage we can’t say the same for the another one!what will happen when the problems of life will strike upon them! Will they be able to solve their problems together or they will pull apart? Follow the Journey of Zaroon and Dr.Zehra who will face laughter, sadness, tears, love, misunderstandings all together. Will their love will be greater than their opposite personalities and thinking? ~*~ He made a confused face but when he looked at her face which was Looking like she was hardly controlling her laughter. "You made me a fool?" He asked still confused,on reply she laughed out loud on him. "I am sorry,but your expressions were worth it!" She said removing a small drop of tear from corner of her eyes due to her laughter. He smiled looking at her who was laughing without a care in the world. But he soon came out of his world, his eyes twinkle as mischievous ideas came into his mind. He came in front of her where she was standing and slowly raised his hand, he brushed her hair strands which were on her face, and kept them behind her ear while doing every movement very slowly. Zehra closed her eyes on the feel of his touch. Her skin started to tingle where his fingers touched her cheeks till behind her ears. "Zehra" he said in whisper on which she opened her eyes only to met with Black charcoal orbs which were staring at her intently. "Hmm" she hummed lost in the intensity of his orbs. "Even I couldn't find it!" He said still in whisper,she got confused as in what he couldn't find. ~*~ "Shut up, just shut the hell up." He yelled at her bringing more tears in her eyes and he started pacing around the room. "Listen... Listen to me" She spoke in a whisper making him more furious. His eyes have become red and his body started shaking due to the anger boiling inside him. "If you want to explain your filthy sentence which you just spoke then it would be better if you would not speak at all" He again said in the same voice making her cower back in fear seeing his state, hearing his loud voice his mother rushed to their bedroom. She was shocked to see her crouched on the floor. "What happened? Why are you Yelling Zaroon?" Aabiya shouted at her son and took her daughter in her motherly embrace who was already a crying mess. "Ask your daughter, she has gone mad" Zaroon again spoke, anger lacing his voice making Zehra fear him. "Lower your volume, Zaroon" Aabiya spoke sharply to her son who doesn’t seem to have any kind of effect on her words as he was still pacing around the room while pulling his hair strands. "Handle your daughter, I am going" ~*~

Crossing into World War II-era Germany, yet only a lowly lieutenant paratrooper with no background, no connections. Am I to drift along with history, enduring setbacks in Britain, getting battered in Crete, freezing in Russia, crouching in Normandy to dodge bombs? No, my ambition still burns bright; why fear leaving a legacy of scorn behind? From military greenhorn to war veteran, Logan underwent a transformation in a few short months that defies imagination. From the astonishing events at Dunkirk to the globally watched Battle of Britain, the roaring Barbarossa in Russia, what's the next target? Logan says: "In...

After Cheng Qing’s unexpected demise, she found herself transported into the pages of a novel she had once immersed herself in. In this literary world, a captivating supporting actress named Luo Xi held the spotlight with her arrogant charm and ethereal beauty, winning the hearts of countless fans. Yet, despite her outward appeal, Luo Xi’s fate turned dark due to her often strained relationships with heroines in various shows. Filled with compassion for the character, Cheng Qing entered a variety show, determined to alter Luo Xi’s destiny and shield her from the heroine’s antagonism. The plan succeeded, but to Cheng Qing’s surprise, it led to a new dynamic between them. “Qingqing, can you cook?” “Qingqing, can you do laundry?” “Qingqing, can you drive?” It seemed Cheng Qing was willing to go to any lengths for her. Later that day, a now softened Luo Xi would crouch in front of Cheng Qing and smile, saying, “You are so nice, you can do anything.” With a modest shake of her head, Cheng Qing confessed, “I actually don’t know anything.” Peering at her with wide-eyed curiosity, Luo Xi’s interest encouraged Cheng Qing to add somewhat helplessly, “But I learn for you.”

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- "God as my witness, at first, I just wanted to build an invincible team," Henry lamented in this world where online gaming and reality merge. After awakening his hidden class, the "supreme support," his team started to become strangely different. Anna Daisy, with her blonde hair and blue eyes, was determined to find him more wives. Emily, a young lady from a mysterious family, turned into a voyeur, spending her days crouched in the corner of his bedroom. The adorable young girl clung to his neck and wouldn't budge. A female general from an expeditionary world was doing everything possible to get herself into his bed. This world was getting stranger and stranger, with more and more mysterious women pleading to join Henry's team. Twenty years later, Henry, looking at the children in the arms of these women, felt somewhat bewildered. "God as my witness, I really did just want to build an invincible team at first..." ---------------------- WPC DEC Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

waking up to changes she never expected....Leslie thought it was just her features but hey......life can be unexpectedly annoying!!, she's hearing voices in her head,she's being hunted down by creatures that only existed in lores 'demons' for a being who claimed to be an archangel that merged with her soul...HOW THE HECK DID HE DO THAT??, her once peaceful life has turned to a roller coaster ride...and the sudden arrival of the mysterious owner of the company she worked in spelled drama. he was hot, every woman's dream...literal dream cause there's no way someone like him should exist and the fact he wasn't human, a fallen banished from the heavenly realm for a crime and subjected to eternity on earth, suddenly takes interest in her, now she has to survive the threat to her life with the help of a fallen who should have a huge grudge against heaven, try to hone the overwhelming powers of the archangel for her defense until there's a way to free him without being captured and dead. but why would demons want the archangel?, could she really get out of this alive?, would she ever get back the peaceful life she wanted with her mom the only family she had left?, and why would the fallen suddenly have interest in her?...is there something he's not telling about his past?, and why does she smell doom??. ------------------------------‐-------------------------------- "I let you go and you get captured, I should lock you up in my room" Adrian said, a frown visible on his face as he looked at Leslie tied at the corner. turning to her captors, he eyes glowing with anger, death written all over it "I warned you, and yet you dared cross me" the demons laid on the floor, Adrian had cut their limbs but still left them alive bleeding uncontrollably, crouching to their position "this is my final warning" he said their heads exploding, he stood up turning to Leslie Leslie watched the entire scene unfold infront of her, she thought he was an angel, why did he seem more like a demon to her. seeing him walk towards her, she moved back scared to even look at his blood stained face. Adrian crouched in front of her, his eyes softened but they were still as cold and the anger still lingered, he hated the look she gave him "you're still scared of me, I won't dare hurt you but I will torture and destroy anyone who tries to, be it angels or demons. heaven or hell" he said untying and picking her up. ****** this is my first novel ^ ^ please support, I love writing and I'm trying my best, the first few chapters may not be perfect, but I hope you enjoy it ; )

Chef Zoe Kim, hired by the (dead) heroine from the book she read once, entered the novel and possessed the body of a side character to do one job: save the abandoned Crown Princess. But in the original story, the character that she possessed died at the hands of Duke Isaak Viotto--- the ghoul duke. Yes, GHOUL, a creature that eats human flesh. Regardless of what the duke is, she can't avoid him because he's the key to her success. Luckily, she just knows how to get to his good graces. 'THE WAY TO A MAN'S HEART IS THROUGH HIS STOMACH,' right? She's a chef and the ghoul duke has an awful eating habit. And she's about to fix that, With the help of her lovely pastel pink chef's knife, she's determined to feed Isaak Viotto until he's wrapped around her finger. Wait, no, that's excessive. The last thing that Zoe needs is a ghoul duke obsessed with her (god-tier cooking skills)! *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork commissioned by sola_cola from Artist CJ.] *** (EXCERPT 1) [I didn't expect to meet Isaak Viotto, the ghoul duke, as soon as I entered this novel.] Scratch that. Zoe should say that she didn’t expect to find him in a dark alley, but there she was. Isaak Viotto was crouching down in the corner while holding a dog. Considering the fact that he had his mouth wide open as if he was about to bite the dog, it was obvious that she just interrupted his meal. He only closed his mouth when he felt her presence, then he turned to her. [Oh no, he's hot!] Isaak Viotto snarled, baring his fangs at her. “What are you looking at?” “Your violet eyes,” Zoe said without thinking. “They look yummy.” “Huh?” “I like putting violet pansies in my salad,” she explained. “They’re delicious.” He just looked at her as if she was crazy. She knew that Duke Isaak Viotto was a GHOUL and ghouls, apparently, eat human flesh. But... [Dang, he's really hot.] “Give me the dog,” Zoe told the ghoul duke. “I’ll make you steak tartare in return.” [So, how did I end up in this situation again?] *** (EXCERPT 2) “You shouldn’t be too rough on animals even if you plan to eat them,” Zoe lectured the ghoul duke that she caught in the middle of trying to eat a dog--- alive! “There’s a humane way of taking their lives, you know?” Isaak Viotto, the ghoul duke that allegedly eats human flesh, just looked at her with glowing violet eyes. “You’re not scared of me,” he said bluntly. “Are you not afraid of getting eaten?” “Literally or sexually?” “What?” “What?” Zoe asked back. “I thought we were flirting.”

Shalom park has always been a center of attraction. Known for its beauty, serenity and energy, people flock there everyday to take pictures, have picnic or just sit around enjoying the smell of the blooming cherry blossoms. Karina, a beautiful young lady sat under a purple Jacaranda tree, gazing up to the sky with loneliness and melancholy oozing from her. It was around noon and the sun was nowhere to be seen, instead the clouds condensed as if welcoming the arrival of a rain. "Looks like it's going to rain." Karina said to herself which sounded almost like a whisper. "How I wish it could wash away the pain I feel right now." She sighed. The sky rumbled, confirming the presence of an incoming rain. Karina stood up, packing her bag and prepared to leave but stopped suddenly after taking five steps. She stood there till the rain began. It started as drops but soon increased and within no time, Karina was soaked. She stood under the rain for about 8 minutes, shaking and sneezing continuously. Passers-by looked at Karina with strange gazes but went their way without approaching her. Tired of standing, she crouched and shivered like an animal hiding from its predator. After a while, footsteps echoed in the rain, getting clearer and clearer until it stopped beside Karina. The footsteps belonged to a young man who covered Karina with his suit and shielded her from the rain with his umbrella. Having bent for long, Karina had a hard time standing and could only stand with the help of the young man. "It's you!" After having a clear look of his face, Karina exclaimed. "Yes, it's me but what on earth are you doing in the rain like a kitten abandoned by its owner?" He questioned confusedly. With a bitter and lonely smile, Karina asked "You think so too?" *"I Can't Marry You...."*

Accused of being a terrorist, Montana Mills had been driven out of his home. Seeking vengeance, he ran to an organization to train and hunt down the person who stole his identity. However, things take a turn for the worse when the person ends up being a witch. Witch… they are the people who received powers from demons in exchange for helping the demons propagate sins. Rendering the normal weapons useless against their kind, the witches only have a few fears. Montana Mills is just an ordinary person who summoned a demon for a hellhound; he has no idea he would be on a path to fully embrace the dark magic just for his personal gain. However, his handler, Belphegor, has more plans for him. Using his sudden spark of vindication, Belphegor wage a war against the master of the terrorist—his own brother at arms, Satan. Gaining the support of more and more Princes of Hell, Montana gets pit against one of them. Stakes rise, and even his forgotten past is unearthed. Embracing a new name to propel his goals forward, Montana willingly enters the world of demons… and even vied to replace the Demon Prince of Wrath himself. ... "So it all came to this. You and me, finally standing face-to-face." A wide, menacing grin spread on Satan's face as he looked down at the approaching witch. "Tell me, Montana Mills... how was your descent to Hell?" "Worth the wait." Montana lifted his left arm and curled his fingers, blue flames blazing to turn it into a four-fingered claw. "Since you're looking forward to meeting me, I take it as you getting ready to fall by my hands." Satan only got up from the throne and dropped the goblet at the side as his humongous bat-like wings slowly spread behind him, casting a shadow that ate up the entire width of the chamber. He raised both hands as if downplaying the witch's words. "You really think you can kill me now?" Montana crouched down and summoned the blue flames to embrace his body as a silhouette of a hellhound emerged around him. "I do." Boom! He dashed towards the demon prince at the speed of sound and swung down his claw. Satan only laughed out as he summoned bones to cover his arms and block the attack. A loud sound and a brutal shockwave followed and rippled through the air as Montana's claw struck against Satan's arm. With their eyes getting at the same level, Satan returned the glare that Montana gave him. However, Montana grinned as well as his dark eyes lit up brightly in blue fire. "Do you really think I can't take your place as a demon prince?" ... This is a work of fiction. All similarities to events and people are coincidental.

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

Suddenly presenting as an omega, attacked and claimed by a stranger while celebrating the end of exam season with his friends, Wonho struggles to except all the new changes in his life. Then came Minwoo, a narcissistic, proud noble alpha with distaste in omegas who can't seem to leave Wonho alone, thinking Wonho is a mere beta who shows no interest in him. How in the world with these two strong-headed males even get together? Or, will they even get together in the first place? ---excerpt 'Tall, dark and handsome…' He starts, and as he expected, Minwoo blushes as if he knows Wonho is talking about him, '… just the type I hate.' Wonho smiles in triumph as he successfully wipes the smug of that face. Unfortunately for him though, Minwoo crouches beside him, too close for comfort. 'Looks like we have another thing in common, I prefer pale, beautiful people shorter than me too.' --- An original campus omegaverse AU, with none of the heavy alpha-dominating-omega storyline. [Warning] An angsty omegaverse with a twist. Not for the easily triggered. Proceed with caution! Also, contains Mature Contents for you pervs out there :3

“Where am I?” The Lord Commander asked confusedly. “Hey! Nkosi!? Where’s your head at?” A middle aged oriental man in Shaolin robes asked. Looking around, he saw that he was in some sort of training grounds surrounded by teens in rows ranging from 14-18 years old. Looking down at himself he see’s that his skin is as dark as the night sky. Touching his foreign body, quite the foundation for martial knowledge has been laid, but still lacking. Noticing all the teens were all crouched in some weird stance, with faces red and dripping in sweat from overexertion. He then realized he was in the middle of some endurance training. Looking up at the middle aged man who’s name he does not yet know, he asked apathetically ”Who are you to speak to me mortal?” The lord commander looks at the man with complete disregard for life in his eyes. ———————————————————————— Nkosi Johnson an average African American kid from Chicago, IL, one day has his whole life changed when a legendary Immortal’s soul decides to take refuge in the first person he’s seen, intending to recuperate from heavens wrath while failing his transcendence to Godhood. Yet what he failed to notice was the child’s spirit was too strong in his moment of weakness, which leads to his spirit being absorbed by Nkosi, marking the quiet death of a legendary figure, and rising from the ashes, marking the birth of a new one. ———————————————————————— Disclaimer: I am a Black American man unlearned of the Buddhist, Shaolin, and Chinese culture. Most of what I know comes from movies and more eastern fantasy novels that I have read in the past. I am more than willing to take suggestions and constructive criticism that will help me culture myself as well as to make this book more enjoyable to others. So please enjoy. Disclaimer part 2: Mature content Disclaimer part 3: I do not own the cover art to this book, it is temporary until I can find my own artist to draft a cover for me, I am not using this cover for monetary gains or use, it is just a visual to enhance the theme of my book all credit goes to Instagram: Baran.Sarper DELAYED

When the realm was completely under the rule of the heretics. The truth is revealed to a young child, born to see an end to an ERA. The revival of a long forgotten Great Clan devoured in the sands of Time is approaching. Forgotten Era's will be revived in this thrilling tale as history is once again re-written. ... "EVEN IF XP CLAN MUST ONCE AGAIN FALL! EVEN IF WE ALL FALL HERE! EXP SECT MUST BE DRAGGED INTO HELL WITH US! THE HERETICS MUST HARM THE REALM: NO MORE!!! FIGHT WITH ME!!! FIGHT FOR YOURSELVES!!! FIGHT FOR YOUR FAMILIES!!! DO EVERYTHING IN YOUR POWER; FIGHT!!!" ..... "Ahahaha, pitiful. Ant's believing they are crouching Tiger's, Ant's believing they could be Dragon's. Truly pitiful... However even ant's must be occasionally be removed; I think it's time for the Hunt to begin once again." ---- 》so... uploads are going to be rare and this series may be abandoned at any time. Until the end I will write to the best of my ability. This series was inspired by my own comments and others that were somewhat RolePlay-ish. ---- XP CLAN and The Realm vs. EXP SECT ----

Aumter crouched down, meeting the child at eye level. "Sometimes, young hearts wander, seeking refuge from their fears. But remember, a mother's love is a beacon, always guiding you home. Let me help you find your way back."

Jun Qingyu pursues a novel with a protagonist that strives on his own, from an ordinary person to a high position as a marshal. He suffered from an accident on the battlefield that only a mermaid can heal, but because the injury caused the protagonist to have a violent temperament, the mermaids refused to treat him. The protagonist’s family seized the opportunity to steal his token to start an interstellar war. The close friend of the protagonist kicked him when he was down. For a period of time, the protagonist became a target of public criticism. He was simply a model example of an unfortunate person with good looks and strong capability. Initially, the protagonist should have risen at this time and started a series of face-slapping in line but the author ran off in the end, leaving the novel incomplete and directly sentenced the protagonist to death. Jun Qingyu got so hung up over it that he dreamt of the protagonist of this book and after he woke up, he became a mermaid in that novel. Fu Yuanchuan didn’t know how many times he had stood by the mermaid pond. The little newborn mermaids in the pond were no more than the size of his palm. The mermaids rejected coming into contact with him very much. He looked at the pod of mermaids, who were originally close to the shore, quickly fleeing without any accident when he approached. The sound of taunts and jeers fell incessantly in his ear. ‘How can someone like him still dare to buy a mermaid?’ ‘If I were him, I would stay at home and wait for death instead of running around and scaring people.’ Fu Yuanchuan looked indifferent but when he was going to leave, he heard an exclamation. ‘What’s going on with that mermaid?’ Fu Yuanchuan looked down and saw a golden-tailed little mermaid struggling against the pod of mermaids to swim towards him. The little mermaid stopped when he was close to the shore. He raised his head and his golden eyes were full of his shadow. After a moment of silence, he crouched by the side of the mermaid pond and tried to dip his hand into the water…… The little mermaid did not flee. The little mermaid hugged his hand. The little mermaid kissed his finger. It was as if a beam of light had shone into the gloomy world, leading him back to the world. NOT MY NOVEL CAN BE FOUND ON FORESTNOVEL Author: Xian Sanqian

[TECHNICAL ERROR WITH CHAPTERS: REPEATING CONTENT CHAPTERS PLEASE BE PATIENT AS I TRY TO SOLVE THIS ERROR ^•^] A scandal, a reunion and an unfinished past. It's funny how fate ties it all together in the end. --------- Lee Taeho; CEO, Tycoon, Hearthrob and basically Midas of the modern business world of Seoul. He has it all, so it seems. Money, looks, and especially a pretty lady in tow. Yes, sadly he is engaged to be married. He has it all sorted out, he owns the biggest tech company in all of the Republic of Korea and he stands to inherit the second biggest company from his marriage to a chaebol princess. In short, his future was set. Until a leak of his highschool picture. Now the media is raving about the innocent boy who wrote poems of the back of his school yearbook for his highschool sweetheart. Taeho heads to the south of Korea, in order to find the said lady he wrote poems for and do some damage control for his reputation before the marriage tanks before it even begins. But one look at Bo Yejeong and he is back to being the once obsessed teenage boy he was. And she was not alone! -------- Taeho stared down at the specimen in front of him, tilting his head to the side as he observe the little thing crouching on the ground. He was standing at a careful distance as though the kid would leap up to attack him anytime soon. "Hey kid, don't eat dirt. It's not for humans." The kid looked up at him and without breaking their eye contact, she reached out and grab a handful of dust as much as she could in her small stubby hands. Taeho watched in disbelief as she stuffed everything into her mouth without ever taking her eyes off him. "Wha— Hey!" "Mommy says not to listen to strangers." "She's right but you should listen this once." Taeho unbuttoned his coat and crouched, inching closer to the kid. He didn't know what he was doing but he figured he might get her to spit the dirt out of her mouth somehow while trying not to throw up at the thought. "Ajhussi, go away or i will scream for policeman uncle to take you away." She warned without even looking up, she went drawing letters on the sand. Was a six year old supposed to act like this? "Ah, this brat." -------- Author's note: Hey! check this story out. i promise it won't disappoint ^^, oh and pls do leave powerstones as this is my entry to a WPC, hehe a bit shameless request here as i was the last entry for the competition. A bit late to the game! But i ensure that you will have fun with Taeho and his gang! They are a wild pack to be with!

warning R-18 Novel contains explicit content intended for adults. (no rape) Credit to original artist- Lisa Buijteweg on artstation. "Count Sirius Alucard Romanov, I don't think you know just how much your order caused me suffering. To suggest I let go off what happened almost equates to you asking for my forgiveness." Sirius let out a boastful laugh. "And you Zohar Amel thinking that I am asking you for forgiveness is almost a funny as the death of your people. What makes you think I'm sorry? I truly appreciate the optimism you have to believe that I'll ask for forgiveness, but you're wrong." He paused, crouching once more in front of Zohar. "The reason I tell you to let go is because your sour attitude completely ruins my day." Zohar's eyes turned wide and he gasped. He was a monster's personal attendant and he was to obey every order. He sighed before looking up at Sirius. He placed a hand where the Count's heart was located. The count looked at him confused. "One day I'll drive a silver blade through here and watch as you squeal in pain. That's how much I truly detest you." Sirius's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that his own attendant had so openly conspired to kill him. This was new for sure ------ Vampires and Werewolves have a long line of hatred towards each other, and that's no different for our two protagonist. Sirius has been known for his ruthless and mad ways. He showed no mercy for those who betrayed him, were weak and an eye sore. After the passing of his father, he becomes the successor to the throne. Now Count Sirius, he orders an attack on the land of the werewolves. An attack that claims many lives. Zohar is someone who is strong and ruthless but only when it came to protecting his people. After his home Larmino is destroyed under the order of Sirius, he promises his revenge. He becomes one of his people that gets captured to work as Sirius. After successfully becoming the servant of Sirius, he plans his downfall.

Raised to be a killing machine Rylan has shoved all his emotions away for the good of his own sanity and mind. Killing with such ruthlessness isn't exactly healthy for a person. So, when Rylan's 'normal' life is turned upside down he sets out to find himself, and then somehow finds himself in the middle of a war. Oh yeah. Rylen has also found his mate. But love is a foreign concept to him remember? ________________________________ "Why won't you just accept me?" Kayden snarled out. Rylan shook his head in exasperation as his palms rubbed over his eyes. "Because I'm not like you", Rylan spat out. "I grew up most of my life being tortured by rogues. Why do you want me? I'm..." He trailed off searching his mind for a word. Kayden's eyes softened a little at Rylan's confession. "It doesn't matter what you are, I will and always love you." Rylan looked up from his crouched position taking his palms off his eyes as Kayden's heart broke at the sight of him. The most vulnerable he's ever seen Rylan. "Alright" _______________________ BxB Friends-Best Friends-Lovers

"Once in a lifetime, you meet someone who changes everything" -- " Let's leave," Arthur said. Vladis crouched down on land and gently asked Camy to hop on his back. Although she wasn't injured she happily climbed on Vladis back because she felt safe around him. "Big brother you need to give me 1,2 no,10 packets of candy. Promise?" Vladis chuckled. "You sure have a sweet tooth. Your teeth will rot if you continue eating sweets like this." Vladis commented with a slight smile. Camy totally ignored her sister and talked non stop with Vladis. Vladis didn't deny her and got engaged in her sweet nothings. Witnessing Camy ignoring her and the sweet interaction between Vladis and Camy Ciel pulled a dark face. She glanced at Arthur and pouted in frustration. Arthur was very much enjoying her expressions but after remembering about Ciel injured leg he stopped being mean and he too gently crouched in front of Ciel. "Come on what are you waiting for? Just hop on. With your tiny and injured legs, there is no chance that we will cross this forest before dawn" Ciel got furious after listening to his comment and wanted to scold him but decided against it. She was not a fool and understood his kind intentions and thus forgave him this one time as she quietly hopped on his back. ------- "Long Enchantment spells, freaking orbs, taming dragons, fighting demons, sorcerers, witches, all these got me bored Chesire. Suggest something interesting." A certain fluffy grey cat swayed on his master's shoulder and whispered, “why not fall in love." " And you think it's a good idea kitty, a certain smug wizard spat." [ sigh! only if he knew very soon, he would love this idea, clashing with the time and with magic itself for his beloved] --------- Arthur is the wizard King of Reinstels empire who is surrounded by various mysterious enemies. Amidst of all the dangers he has a task to protect the love of his life from an unknown enemy. Will he be able to win over Ceil? Will he be able to protect her from him or will he lose her? What if his brother like a buddy betray him? Will he able to solve this complex game of emotions.? Let's find out. Join us for a magical romance story. ------ [ I don't hold any copyrights of the image above; it is just a random image chosen. If any of you have copyrights then do tell me, I will give the credits.]

I shakily unzip the backpack and withdraw the chocolate, reaching my arm out. My voice is a little louder this time when I say, "I-I'm sorry. You just seem so...I-I don't know, I-I liked how much you were i-into the things you are studying. Your i-interests." When he doesn't take the chocolate, I also withdraw the soap and say, reaching my other arm out, "I-I don't know i-if you're upset because...well..." "Are you really taking a jab at my scent?" Ulric snarks and I swallow the fear that rises. He shakes his head and looks me over, "You are the one offending my senses." My lower lip trembles before I finally cry out, dropping the soap and chocolate on the ground. Tears are trickling down my cheeks as I retort, "This is the last time I ever try and understand a human!" Ulric's eyes widen, his muscles tensing. I turn to run though he catches my upper arm, my head snapping in his direction. He looks at me with confusion, as if I'm joking and I just realized how stupid that sounded yelling at a human and calling them that. "J-Just pretend we never met, I-I'm sorry!" I jerk my arm from his grip, seeing him still stunned with the same amount of confusion I have. "Human?" Ulric asks me, his voice a much different tone, calm, welcoming, and gentle. I brush the tears away from my cheeks as I reply, my voice steadier, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I really was simply curious. I'm sorry, I really am." He tilts his head to the side, slowly releasing my upper arm while he crouches down and picks up my apology. Ulric glances at me and asks, "Soap and chocolate?" "Soap and chocolate," I nod my head gently with sincerity. It's a few minutes before he nods his head and says, "Come on, let's go inside together."

The cherry blossom trees have bloomed which meant one thing to all highschoolers in Hida Takayama high school. The famous Yamazaki Kaito would officially be let out of his tight security home and allowed to be a second year at the highschool. Yamazaki is everything exceptional, stemming from his distinctive physical appearance, down to his academic brilliance. The sheltered young boy is rumoured to have hacked into the government's database at the early age of nine, and at that thrice in a row!. He is also fluent in seven foreign languages and won several awards in classical music and diverse literature. His parents spare no expense in grooming him into a prime example for all in Japan. But most importantly, this development means that he is also of legal age to date!. A fact that even the third year students and some young teachers shamelessly acknowledged. Yamasaki Miu. That is as much as anyone at school knew about the basket case loner. Despite her good looks there is squarely nothing of interest in her. That is, till her new seat mate happens to the Apple of everyone's eyes. Yamazaki Kaito. The boy's life drastically started to change, the very day he saved her life, on their very first day of school. Read what happens when an all too perfect boy collides with an accident prone classmate, bearing zero interest in him. *Excerpt* Yamazaki Kaito tilted his porcelain features to the side, to steal a peak from the corner of his almond eyes, at the moving figure, crouched beside him. Her nose was buried in the maths textbook which she held upside down, staring intently at the pages as though she understood what was written in them. "Say, you don't happen to have some sort of crush on me now, do you Miu-Chan?." Yamazaki teased, addressing her by her first name with intent of earning a reaction from the reserved seat mate of his. The young girl remained unfazed, save for the patches of crimson that painted both her cheeks. Yamazaki chuckled, lowering his lower lip to make another flirtatious comment, but was miserably cut off. "Hehehe...why would I fall for someone so deficient?." Yamasaki Miu sharply replied, grinning from ear to ear, gently pushing a strand of hair behind her left ear. "Deficient?!!." The entire class was disrupted by his sudden outburst and turned their heads in his direction, wearing worrisome expressions on their faces. He's all bark and she's the bite!.

“Aoi! Aoi!” Yunho says as he holds his son in his lap with excitement. The three old giggles as he claps his chubby hands together as he stands with his chubby legs on his father's lap looking at the huge flat-screen television. “You see momma!” Yunho says as he holds his son upon his lap as they are in the backroom of the stadium watching Jaejoong perform. Fumikomu ze akuseru Kake hiki wa nai sa sou da yo Yoru wo nukeru Nejikomu sa saigo ni Sashihiki zero sa, sou da yo Hibi wo kezuru Kokoro wo sotto hiraite Gyutto hiki yosetara Todoku yo kitto tsutau yo motto Saa Yunho grins at his son’s excitement and he then looks at the television and he closes his eyes for a bit as the grin never leaves his face. “Look at my pooch shine,” Yunho says under his breath as he removes Haru from his lap and sits the child next to him. Iki isoide shiboritotte Motsureru ashi dakedo mae yori Zutto sou, tooku e Ubaitotte tsukandatte Kimi ja nai nara Imi wa nai no sa Dakara motto... haruka kanata “Let’s go see momma backstage, Aoi,” Yunho says standing up and Aoi shakes his head with excitement and he jumps off the couch. Yunho puts on a pair of black sunglasses and he then grabs one of Aoi’s hands and leads him out of the backroom. They then start walking down an empty long hallway quietly as they make their way to the backstage area. Yunho walks with his eyes closed one hand holding Aoi’s and the other in his black fitted pants pocket. Yunho keeping his eyes closed hears another pair of steps other than his own and Aoi’s walking towards. Yunho slowly opens his eyes to see Changmin walking towards them with his lead guitar around his back and his hands stuffed into his pants pockets. Yunho smirks and he closes his eyes and continues to walk, and it was like time had stopped in slow motion as they passed each other. Changmin opened his eyes just a bit and he glanced at the child that Yunho is holding hands with.  A small frown graced itself upon Changmin’s face as he gazed at the child making Yunho smirk even further. Yunho then stops and Aoi looks at his father with confusion as to why they had stopped walking. Yunho then crouches down and he whispers something in Aoi’s ear and the child smiles as he runs ahead. Yunho then turned to fully look at Changmin and he slowly takes off his sunglasses to reveal his sharp hazel eyes. “Mhm, I see you recognized in knowing your place,” Yunho says under his breath making Changmin frown deep on his face. “You don’t love him- “Changmin starts but Yunho interrupts him. “And you do?” Yunho says with a light chuckle. “more like someone to please you the most,” Yunho says looking at Changmin with sharp eyes. “And like you didn’t do that as well. You don’t love Jaejoong you just want him around for your fucking ego…You only love yourself.” Changmin says with matching sharp eyes. Yunho shrugs his shoulders. “That’s funny because it sounds like you are describing yourself.” “You bastard,” Changmin says under his breath lowly. Yunho shrugs his shoulders again. “Call me what you want to cause in the end he came to me.” Says Yunho and with that he puts his sunglasses on and turns. “Ah, also you see whose's genes are the strongest,” Yunho says smirking as he knows he done hit a nerve in Changmin, and he starts walking away.