Sunflower Silhouette

Liam always thought his first lover and best friend would turn out to be his mate. But after leaving him for two years, and the contact between them disappearing, he might just be a tad bit wrong. Author lemon sunflower (on Wattpad)

"They told me the stars could guide me home, but they never said the journey would leave me so utterly lost." Do you still remember your highschool deskmate? The boy with the brightest smile, that girl with the world's most beautiful silhouette? In three years of high school, the shadows of two people intertwine with the chalk, black and white both distinct, drifting around within the memories. The Su Yuanzhou in her memories was an underachiever in high school. He skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. Yet, when she went back to the past she would always surprise herself for seeing a lot of his side, maybe if she did this before he probably wouldn't die. To be able to meet each other on this planet is some kind of fate, and to be able to illuminate our fleeting lives, how fortunate we are. ... Ren Yuxin was trailing behind Su Yuanzhou like a guilty puppy, her face plastered with an exaggerated pout. "Come here," Su Yuanzhou said, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at her. His tone was calm, but the slight twitch in his jaw betrayed his frustration. "Why?" Ren Yuxin asked, her voice overly cautious, taking a step back instead of forward. "Just come here." His patience was running thin. Ren Yuxin crossed her arms and tilted her head dramatically. "No! You’re going to hit me!" Su Yuanzhou froze, staring at her in disbelief. A few students nearby stifled their laughter, pretending not to watch the exchange. "I’m not going to hit you," he said, exasperated. "Do I look like that kind of person?" "Yes." Ren Yuxin nodded solemnly, her eyes wide with mock innocence. Su Yuanzhou sighed, rubbing his temples. How does she manage to drive me insane every single time? His patience—already minimal—was hanging by a thread. "Ren Yuxin," he said, his tone low and dangerous. "Come here. Now." "No way!" she retorted, taking another step back. "I know you’re mad because I—" She paused, looking guilty. "Because you what?" Su Yuanzhou prompted, narrowing his eyes. "... Because I accidentally sent that embarrassing video of you singing in the shower to our group chat," she admitted in a small voice, her eyes darting away. Su Yuanzhou’s face darkened instantly. He felt every shred of his dignity crumbling. "Accidentally?" he repeated, his voice rising. "It really was an accident!" Ren Yuxin protested, raising her hands defensively. "I didn’t mean to press send!" "Accident or not, you’re dead," Su Yuanzhou said, stepping toward her with purpose. "See! You are going to hit me!" she squealed, turning on her heels and running off. "Get back here!" he yelled, chasing after her.

Kalypso "Kali" Brunn was searching. He was trying to find someone he once knew well, someone he'd lost without even realizing. Kali needed the man who could wholeheartedly love himself and the company of others yet live happily, even alone. That someone wouldn't need another leading their life, completely shaping every thought he had, each action he performed, and the emotions he'd felt. He simply had to see that man's lost smile once more, a smile so true and pure, and he believed the Black Manor was the best place to look. It was the perfect home for Kali to find himself again. A peaceful, private, and honest(deceptively so) abode for him to relax and heal in. It seemingly had the most perfect conditions. The only downside of the new arrangement would be that he's yet to shake off his loneliness. He's determined to get along with his new housemates, but it's proven to be hard, especially as half of them blatantly ignore him and the other half downright hate his mere presence. But who's to say the future won't change? Perhaps his clumsy, self-deprecating ways will finally garner him some much-needed attention. Maybe they'll see just how much he needs someone to stand by him, even if he happens to claim otherwise for pride's sake... Or suppose they could continue to ignore him until he stays forever stuck in his regrettable past. Kali doesn't want to think about the 'scumbag' he ran away from or the friends that hurt him. They didn't deserve his tears any more than he deserved the emotional turmoil he'd suffered through.

Chao Zhenyu had died. As he gazed alone into his void of an afterlife, all he could remember were his final moments. His throat had been cut; his helpless body lying bonelessly against the jagged ground. In the distance, he caught sight of a blurry silhouette. But when he tried to speak, the only noise that came out was the gargling of blood. And soon, even that person had left him to die. From beginning until the end, he was alone… Until he woke up in the body of “Zain Valefor”. Now surrounded by excess wealth and a lifestyle that screamed extravagance, Chao Zhenyu has to navigate the hidden dangers underneath the gilded exterior. But as his memories begin to blur, and as he learns about the mysteries of the world- from the Gods to the people They blessed or ignored- darker questions begin to arise. In this pit of laughable humanity and Gods’ residue he was beginning to call a home, who, or what, could he possibly trust? ----- WARNING: This story is strictly dark fantasy, with themes of torture, abuse, and other topics you may want to avoid. Please take care of your own well-being before consuming this media. Updates: 1x week for now

The sugary sweet life of the beautiful young Miss Asher. Plunged into wealth and riches, while growing under an umbrella shade from the stench of poverty and struggles. The Riechard family's lovely little Miss, who grew absent from her parents love; from a young age living under the Reichard family household. She waxed quickly older with time. Becoming a woman of noble virtues and good characters. Graduating from a top institute of medicine and a perfect fiance who loves and pampers her along with his family. Her world came to crash, when false news flies all over the city. Showcasing her life; painted as immoral and loose virtue, tarnishing the perfect image and reputation once built. Pushed from the once family that raised her, canceling her engagement proposal and left devastated. ----- A rainy night in Tyle city. The silhouette of a petite woman walked under the rain in the empty street, amidst the heavy beating and showering droplets. She dragged her weary herself through the cold and judging streets fully drenched as a lifeless corpse pushed around. Her clothes stuck to her from the rain, with eyes devoid of an actual sight. Crossing the deserted roads across the street, when a car collided into her, falling unconscious on the wet road. Asher opens her eyes, slowly to the soft warmth around her, feeling like death had taken her; only to see an intravenous inserted in her hands and beside her bed a man stood there holding a paper. " Miss, my boss saved your life. In exchange he wants a marriage contract with you. "

Somewhere in Transylvania a weary merchant by the name Ion Goia finds himself seeking shelter in a decrepit village at the edge of a deserted noble's territory. In the distance the silhouette of an abandoned castle can be seen luminated by the pale full moon high in the sky. After long and hard days of journey, Ion Goia came across a tiny and shabby hamlet and with no other choice, pressed by the howls(of what he hopped to be wolves) and other such strange cries heard far in the dark forest around him, this rundown village seems like a better choice than to camp out in the wilds. He enters the village and makes his way to what seems to be the only Inn around here, tough its a little more than a tavern. The innkeeper welcomes him warmly and over a cup of wine spins a tale of a legendary ghost hunter. After a restless night dawn finally comes and Ion departs from the forgotten village, eager to leave its dreadful aura behind. But as he crosses the boundary on the settlement and looks back, the village is nowhere to be found. All he can see is a ruined village and a desolate wasteland.

Since the uncrowned event and the virus outbreak in 2019, the world has been very strained and trust between nations has diminished in the following years and to the present day. We follow Shiki, a 23 year-old young man, who during that time successfully fended of the Demon king's army, the Duke of Void, and a R.E.D from attacking the Central Empire all by his own. His memories became distant and fuzzy during that year, only seeing the silhouettes of the past. He yearns to remember his lost memories. In hopes of not losing himself from the shackles of the world. He meets with an old friend whom at first encounter, didn't even knock the door. "I don't even remember the time of my sister's birth, my own childhood, even my father's death. I don't even know If he was a good father or not." - Shiki L. Rain Novel title is still a placeholder.

As his vision darkened, a final thought crossed his mind. “I swear, if I survive, I’m leading a crusade against kangaroos. Curse these overgrown pests to extinction.” ######### My breath hitched, and my heart raced as I beheld the figure before me. A towering silhouette of a man stood against the cosmic backdrop, dwarfing the entire universe itself. Coiled around his neck was a great serpent, its form glowing faintly with an unearthly light. His figure was shrouded in shadow, his features obscured, yet his presence was overwhelming, commanding awe and reverence. ######### what! I am the emperor of the greatest empire in the world,but why does the history of of this world sounds so off and the fuck does a single dynasty rule for over 2000 years

"Raindrops fell over the two silhouettes remaining in the park. They leaned onto each other, providing a warm refuge that nullified the freezing water. The two girls allowed the tears of the sky to wash all their thoughts away, hands intertwined in the process. Love was the only console they had left." Adda has had an overall harsh and mediocre life, with controling parents and lack of meaningful friendships. However, pnce she meets Tania, her life starts changing uncontrolably, suffering a rollercoaster of emotions full of problems that will try to destroy her. Will she be able to find her way out of it? And what will become of their friendship?

In a world where creatures known as Spirit beasts tear anything they see apart, from woman and men to children. An association is made to deal with this phenomenon called the SHA "Spirit Hunters Association, our protagonist Ao Hinote, is a below average, weak 15-year-old demi-human with slightly above average intelligence who always dreamed to become a hunter as a child. He ended up applying to attend a school made for creating Spirit Hunters, but it seems there is far more to this school and the association than the kingdom led on. Will Ao be able to become strong enough to join the school, will his intelligence be enough to help him pass? What else is there to the school that the kingdom isn't telling him?

being a sunflower

A dark, misty background with a silhouette of a woman (Emily) in the center, and a faint image of a man (stalker) in the shadows. The title "Shadows in the Night" is emblazoned in bold, golden letters across the top.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

[Mature Content] "The brightest light casts the darkest shadow" Eirin lived her life in the shadows of her precious friend, but she soon fell into deep chaos after she stumbled upon a humanoid that tried to take her life without an ounce of hesitation. She was saved by a group of people who wielded unknown abilities, and the moment she woke up, it all felt like a nightmare. Just when she thought she had escaped death, the people who saved her are now the ones after her life. Misfortunes started going her way, and creatures unknown to her appeared one by one, taking the most precious person away from her and leaving Eirin in despair. Secrets started unfolding, and the monster Eirin sought for so long was not the one she expected them to be.

The biggest rival in a relationship is someone from the past. So let him finish with his past first, before you enter his life But for Sean, Rhea will never be finished with her past. Rhea's love is only for her deceased boyfriend. Sean does not require Rhea to forget her past, what the guy wants is to see the girl he likes happy. For Rhea herself, falling in love is not something she can control. She cannot choose who she should fall in love with, because it is her heart that chooses. When her heart has chosen, Rhea will not be able to refuse it. "I will continue to wait for you. And I will not give up before you fall in love with me" - Arseandrio Rahendra

Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling. Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone. _ _ _ Sunshine Meets Grumpy He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions. Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable. One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

To make up for the regrets of his previous life, Evan is reborn and resolutely transfers to the high school where Nia studied. There, he once again sees the familiar silhouette from his memories. In his past life, Nia lay on the operating table, using the very last breath of her life to say: “Evan... the truth is, I’ve always liked you…” Now, in this lifetime, Evan is determined to rewrite their story. Watch how he slowly wins the heart of the soft-spoken and brilliant campus belle in "Second Chance at School: Saving My Sweetheart"

The grand doors of Edelweiss Swordschool creaked open, revealing a vast courtyard surrounded by towering spires and the impressive silhouette of the castle. Lein stood at the entrance, his eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He adjusted the cloak around him, feeling the warmth of the earring given to him by his father's old swordmaster. As he stepped forward, a hand clapped down on his shoulder, causing him to turn. A fellow student, a girl of his age with fiery red hair and a mischievous glint in her eyes, grinned at him. "Hey there, new kid! You must be Lein, right?" she said with a playful tone. Lein gave a nod, managing a small smile. "Yes, that's me. Lein von Hrunting." "I'm Elara. Welcome to Edelweiss!" She gestured to the sprawling campus. "Come on, I'll show you around and help you get settled." As they strolled through the courtyard, Elara pointed out the training grounds, the library, and the various towers where students attended classes. Lein couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale of the school. "So, why did you come here?" Elara asked, glancing at him. Lein hesitated for a moment before replying, "My father believes I might have a talent for being a Spellblade, like him. He arranged for me to study here." "Ah, a Spellblade! That's impressive. You'll be training with the best of the best," she said with a grin. "That being said, you'll be expected to beat them if that is truly your goal." They reached the entrance of the castle, and Elara opened the door for Lein. The interior was just as imposing as the exterior, with polished marble floors and towering pillars. As they walked through the corridors, Lein couldn't shake the feeling that all eyes were on him. Elara led him to a room with a wooden door bearing the emblem of Edelweiss. "This is your room," she announced, pushing the door open. Inside, Lein found a neatly arranged space with a comfortable bed, a small desk, and a window that offered a view of the surrounding mountains. His luggage was already placed by the bed. "Your stuff arrived earlier. We've got a few hours before the welcoming ceremony, so take your time settling in. If you need anything, I'll be around." Elara said, giving him a friendly wave before heading out. Alone in his new room, Lein took a deep breath. This was the beginning of a new chapter in his life. As he unpacked his belongings, he couldn't help but wonder what challenges and adventures awaited him at Edelweiss Swordschool. Little did he know, the journey ahead would test not only his skills but also the mysterious power that lay dormant within him. The cloak of anonymity provided by the earring would prove to be both a blessing and a curse in the days to come.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.

She woke up from the dead, they said she had been dead for three days but woke up powerful. She was raped and killed and her body was left abandoned by an alley. No one wanted to move the body in fear of the one behind her death coming after them. It was the royal family some say, some say it is a power beyond the royal family. Her family had gone against a power they should not have leading to their demise and her cruel and humiliating murder. She was the only survivor some say, she was able to get out through the back door of their estate but was eventually caught and murdered by rape. "Lucifa must have sent her into the world from the dead," "She is the devils spawn sent to destroy the whole world" "God gave her a chance to live again to avenge her killers" Was she really? Everyone had something to say but no one saw her red eyes as she hid them turning them black the moment she woke up disappearing into the dark alley until her silhouette could no longer be visible.

A high-elven family was forced to leave their homeland of Svearania after one of their members committed a crime. They traveled to the Far West and settled in the dangerous country of Columbia.

Before time had a name and a place had an identity, a strange island appeared in the midst of the unknown—a strange, black piece of land in the center of a vast body of water. After centuries, signs of life began to emerge: a man, a woman, and some bizarre creatures. Life flourished across the world, except on this island. Yet, civilization grew and developed into a great village known as Sunflower Village. I was born in this village and raised within it, and all the information you just read was from my village’s book. But it was all completely wrong. And if I had known that earlier, perhaps I could have changed the past and stopped the red star that destroyed my life. But I couldn’t. Yet, that won’t stop me from changing the future and taking vengeance on those who destroyed my past and my village. I am Maximus Valt, and I swear by the gods in the sky that they will not escape! --- The story contains elements such as magic, world-building, fantasy, revenge, and character development. The story is still being written, so the writer requests patience and welcomes advice or criticism.

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.

Even though Ophelia knew that she was a sacrificial bride for a marriage alliance to a strange kingdom and that her husband to be was an arrogant maniac king, she had still agreed to the marriage with her own agenda in mind. If only she had not been in her haste to resolve her issues and had thought about it carefully, she would not have agreed and by the time she did she realised that there was no going back. Afraid that the werewolf king would take revenge on them for the assassination attempt on him.The elders of Alkal had called a meeting to find a solution to the pending doom. During the meeting, the Werewolf king barged in and demanded they let him take Ophelia as his bride. That was just the solution they needed and the king had suggested it himself so they were happy to oblige. No one thought carefully as to why the Alpha king of a faraway kingdom would know of a young woman called Ophelia. Many years later, when they realised that they had been played, it was too late to change things. Nicklaus who was destined from birth to be an heartless and mateless king, had his destiny changed after a near death assassination. Not only did he not die, he had also found his mate and she was the one in a millinia Ultimate Luna. The first among human... He would spent his whole life doting on her Excerpt... "You must be new here. Are you alone?" The animal: .... Looking carefully around, she concluded that the animal was indeed alone, then she said "Were you abandoned?" "...." "Strange, you look strange. I've never seen an animal like you before" "grwwwwl" "oh! you are hurt. Let's threat your wounds" She moved to touch the animal but just as she was about to reach it, she withdrew her hand thinking that the animal might be scared. "I want to threat your wounds so I'll need to carry you. Are you okay with it?" "grwwwwl" "Okay, then I'll carry you now" she carried it and placed it on her lap. She then pulled a small pouch out of her dress brought out some metal bottles, cleaned and dressed the wounds. The animal looked comical after bandages had been plastered on different parts of it's body it looked like a pet wearing rags. By the time she was done. The animal had fallen asleep. She decided to take the little animal to her play house under a tree and hide it there. She would check on it everyday giving it food and water until one day she came one day and it was gone. She had searched for it and gave up after a few days. She was saddened about the animal and began to cry.... Amidst her tears, she was the silhouette of the animal changing form until it became a huge werewolf with bright red eyes. It walked out of the dark shadows towards her. She stood there looking at the werewolf coming walking towards her, she didn't feel fear. Instead, she was happy to see her pet again, eventhough he was a werewolf, she didn't mind as long as he was back home. She ran into his arms and hugged him.

All Bella ever desired was love, but her eyes only saw bone-chilling coldness until the day she was dragged into the depths of hell. Why? Because she wasn't the heroine of that so-called 'fairy tale'. Her fate was even crueler than she could imagine, described in a few lines written in an old book. A book that was written by some higher beings for their own entertainment, but they tossed it aside after just one cycle, not caring about the crumbling world within. After repeatedly reading the lines that depicted her death, Bella finally realized her bitter reality. Perhaps, if she went back death was the only ending... but instead of sorrow, a crazy glint shone in her emotionless eyes. After all, she had already died many times in the hellish place she entered a long, long time ago. "It's not a big deal to die once more, right?" In the midst of the pitch-black darkness seeping through the cracks in the sky, a beautiful silhouette swimming in a pool of water looked at her with knitted brows, showing dissatisfaction at her comment. He extended his hand and pinched her nose with a sigh. "Why do you always think of the worst?" A faint blush appeared on his cheeks when her previously emotionless eyes turned into crescents, peering at him playfully. "You-!" Alas, before he could finish his sentence, a warm hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him out of the water into a tight embrace. A deep exhale brushed against his pale skin as Bella nuzzled her nose against the crook of his neck with a satisfied expression. "If you give me a kiss, I won't say it anymore." A giggle escaped her lips when the man in her arms froze, his exposed neck turning a brilliant shade of crimson. 'How cute.' ------------- ------------- This story revolves around lots of characters as they discover their cruel reality. There are many supernatural beings and magical realms. The MC character will have a little twisted personality... Ahem, I mean she starts off as a villainess and remains one. *Whistles... Anyway, thanks to the MC's interference, the old abandoned story will regain popularity among the higher existences, kekeke. Together with the ML, Bella will search for a new path that leads them to find their beautiful reality. As for the other characters... Well, it's up to them to crawl their way out-! Thank you. ------------- ------------- Tags; #transmigration #regression #villainess #Iskei #merman #King/Queen world #Hell's journey #Hell's Queen #Not so lovely demons #Cute ml #handsome ml #Innocent ml (hehe, fl will taint him anyway) #Non-Human ml # #superpowers #Cruel fl #playful fl #magic #OP fl #Crazy fl #Dragon's descendent #romance #revenge #bored fl #The hell's spire #Death zone #The Authorities #System #Strength #Adventure... etc. ------------- ------------- (Even though the chances of me getting popular in this genre are very thin. Still, no one can stop me from daydreaming, hehe.) ------------- ------------- Note: The cover is not mine as I am too poor. All credits go to the owner. If he/she wants me to remove it, just ring me up in the comment section.

A deleted cut scene between Akira and Hinata during their one night at a mountain shrine. After they had escaped the secret police. This is a spicy rated oneshot.

2,142-year-old Priscilla is the youngest member of the prestigious Sablich family, an old-age vampire coven that managed to keep itself running for thousands of centuries. As the younger sister of Gabriel Sablich, the most powerful vampire to exist thus far, there are some heavy expectations set on her. Unfortunately, she is unable to meet them all. So, with the urging of her aunt, she becomes a pawn for her brother instead. She should be willing to give anything, to sacrifice all, if it helps her brother in any way. Priscilla has long accepted this and done everything asked of her. But what if she finds the one thing she can't give up to Gabriel? What if she finally wants to keep something for herself, rather than presenting it on a silver platter to her big brother at the behest of her aunt? She'll fight for it, of course. She'll even kill for it if that's what it takes. Because there is nothing more vital than Ivyn's love for her, not even the brother she's made countless sacrifices for. "He's always had more love than me. He's always had all the love. What's wrong with taking some of it for myself? He won't even notice it gone. Besides, Ivyn doesn't want him, at least not yet. I'll bring him to my side before Gabriel does."