Briars Contempt

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Neraxis saved the people and wiped out the monsters, but instead of cheers, he faced silence and a glowing blue text: [Task Failed Successfully!] [Rating Generated: SSS-Rank] "The hell does that even mean?" he muttered, finding the situation a bit strange. Before he could process, the so-called heroes—who had hidden while he fought—emerged. He waited for gratitude, only to feel a dagger pierce his back. The only girl he loved stood behind him. She betrayed him. The crowd and heroes? They were staring at him with disdain and contempt. "You..." he groaned as a spear and sword headed for him, ending his life. But instead of dying, he was sent back to the past—specifically, to the first day of the academy, year 2367, 8 years before his death. However, many things had changed. One of the most significant was the sudden appearance of a Tower, a mysterious structure that had appeared across all the continents, granting power to those brave enough to contest its challenges. "Not again... With this chance I will end you all" Neraxis vowed to himself, embarking on his path of revenge, while also trying to give his life new meaning. ***** 100 Golden tickets = 1 Extra Chapter | Limit = 4 Per Week (400 Golden Tickets) 200 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter | Limit = 3 Per Week (600 Power Stones) The way this would work is, every single Monday, I would release the extra chapters in accordance with the goals reached. EVERY WEBNOVEL MONDAY RESET. (0:00 GMT+8) If all goals are broken each week, you will have a 7-chapter mass release every single Monday. If the weekly mass release goals are broken continuously, I will adjust the goals accordingly. If the book becomes very popular, I might even increase the limit. ***** Disclaimer: MC is not instantly going to be a villain, as his background is that of a hero. The switch will be gradual in accordance with the events that happen along the way. Some snippets of such events have already been teased :) *****

[Fake Aristocrat + Empress Regnant + Identity Concealment + Charisma + Nation-building + Personal Growth] Luo Wei has transmigrated. She finds herself in the body of a lowborn commoner who had impersonated a noble lady to enter school. She's about to be exposed as a commoner, facing contempt and insults from the entire school, and ultimately destined to be hanged at the marketplace gallows. Luo Wei: What's there to fear? It's just pretending to be nobility. As someone from the 21st century, she can act more noble than the nobles themselves! When a noble lady tries to test her with expensive spices, Luo Wei takes one look: Aren't these just common seasonings found everywhere in Western cuisine? As if she's never tasted them before! They say she's a commoner who can't do geometry? Luo Wei smiles slightly: Isn't it just trigonometric functions? She learned that in middle school! What? They say she's poor and has no money? She casually produces an entire bolt of silk fabric to make pajamas, and while she's at it, makes a chest full of silk handkerchiefs, using them once and tossing them away. They say she has no fief and isn't a true noble? Hah! She makes money by day and reclaims land by night. While attending school, she's busy cultivating land. Soon, millions of square kilometers of fertile soil in the New World are all hers. She establishes her own country and ennobles herself! Finally, her identity is exposed by an old acquaintance. The Holy Church wants to put her on trial, presenting evidence that she's not a noble - they couldn't find her patent of nobility in the Mist Kingdom. Luo Wei: A noble title? Sorry, she indeed doesn't have one. Because she is the Empress Regnant of the Mist Kingdom! In the end, she abolishes the aristocratic system, establishes a new country, and becomes a deity in the hearts of countless commoners. She promises them peace and prosperity; they pledge her their loyalty and faith. She, ultimately, becomes ..

Bai Chuwei has lived for five thousand years, and after becoming an ancestor of all human beings, she descends the mountains and initiates the plot of a novel. A new female student is transferred into Henghua Secondary School Year 3. The young lady has bright eyes, white teeth, red lips and her appearance is similar to an immortal fairy. But unfortunately, she has Eighth-Grader Syndrome. “The wealth of ten Duan Family added together does not even make up half of my combined wealth over the past five thousand years.” “The first classic masterpiece of China? Oh I casually wrote that for fun two decades ago.” “Scientific research isn’t comparable to flying in the skies with a sword. Today, this ancestor here shall teach everyone how to cultivate scientifically.” The online lurkers reveal a snort of contempt and wait to see Bai Chuwei slapping herself in the face after acting so pretentiously. Eventually, the China Property Statistics Association reveals this particular information: The respected ancestor is the richest person in the world, owning the most number of gold mines, hundreds of islands, and countless property worldwide. China Writer’s Association: @Bai Chuwei, Respected ancestor, when will you continue updating your book after having stopped it for two centuries?

TRIGGER WARNING : R19+ / Mature Content What they expected when Holy Azarese Elyzena was born was a daydream. She is the third lady descended in a patrilineal lineage; it is her fate to become the next Empress after her mother. However, when Empress Siofra never opened her eyes again after giving birth to her, that is when they know she is another nightmare. Holy Azarese Elyzena was born with sinister curses; all bring death. No one could dare touch her, afraid to meet their end. Her father despised her for taking the love of his life from him. Her brothers avoided her. Her family cannot even look at her. She acted cutely; she tried being clumsy, she did everything to get an ounce of their affection, but they never gave her any, not even a drop. "Father, I did not ask to be born!" she sobbed pitifully in front of her father, who only glared at her with contempt. Since then, she became desperate until she became the person she never wanted to be. She never asked to be born, and she never asked to be born again. She only wanted to end her suffering. So why, when she opened her eyes, was she back to the time she was born? With the second chance given to her, will she avoid becoming the wicked Empress again, or will she drop her crown and choose which path to take?

Briar had always harbored a crush in her heart. However, with her status as the official nanny of the Meyer family, she knew her chances were close to zero. After all, there were many other eligible women out there and it was not in her place to cross this line. All it took was one crucial call from home and she found herself signing a contract she never dreamed was possible. The man she had pinned after for years, Logan Meyer, needed a trophy wife, an accessory to hang on his arm, and a mother to his three kids. And as the nanny his children were used to seeing, Briar happened to fit the bill. She needed the money to save a relative. But more than that, this was an opportunity for her to reach the forbidden fruit she could only see but not touch for years. However, when the secrets of her past, which she wished to have forgotten and had locked in Pandora’s Box over twelve years ago, threaten to come out. The kind that would shatter the image she had painstakingly forged, thwart everything that she had worked hard for all these years and send her to prison for the rest of her life, forcing her to part with the man she dearly loves. To stop her adversaries from destroying everything that she had dreamt of since she was a child, Briar would be forced to make choices. Choices that would change her life forever. Even if it means shedding all pretenses and revealing her true self.

Dahlia's POV Why is he glaring at me that way, the same way everyone else does. That look of contempt. I couldn't care less but funny enough, his look was the only the one that made me bothered and that got me thinking, I felt sad and insecure Asher's POV There was no way that thing could be my mate, I said while pointing to a maiden with long, wavy brown hair who was dressed in a simple deep red linen with cherry accents She looked way too frail and UGLY!!!!! ....... Dahlia was just three years old when she entered the Moon Stone Pack. She had no memory of her previous life or the pack she came from. Found in the middle of the night raiding the packhouse kitchen for food, she was taken in by the reigning Alpha and Luna. Seeing that she wasn't killed or punished for raiding the pack house but was rather adopted by the reigning leaders of the pack, she expected her life to be a bed of roses but the opposite was what happened. Time passed and Dahlia was now an adult, however, she hadn't shifted to her wolf form which made the people feel more by her. Dante Dark, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, and Asher Thorn, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack are both mated to Dahlia. The once frail and wolf less wolf now has the power to make a choice which benefits just one of the Alpha's

In the chaotic realm of Kyyrin, where draconic deities spiral in a deadly dance of death and rebirth, driven by the whims of worship, stands the cunning draconic demon goddess Yuuna. Bound by an ancient cycle, these gods continually perish and are reborn, stripped of memories, doomed to a fleeting existence. But Yuuna harbors a dark secret—her heart is the key to breaking this eternal chain. Desperate for salvation, the divine beings unite with a sinister intent: to kill Yuuna and seize her heart. Enter Xyenn, a 19-year-old with nothing but contempt for gods and a thirst for revenge. Yuuna, ever the strategist, binds this unlikely hero to her cause, sharing her formidable powers with him through a binding contract. Together, they dive into a maelstrom of divine conspiracies and battles. But amidst the chaos and battles, could there emerge an unexpected bond, perhaps love? Or does their alliance simply herald more destruction and sorrow in this god-forsaken world? Only time will tell in this high-stakes game of gods and hearts.

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner refuses to meet with you." Two months later. "Sorry, Mr. Robert the prisoner still refuses to meet with you." Six months later "Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner is firm and still refuses to meet with you." One year later. "Mr. Robert, sorry, we asked, and she refuses to meet with you, persistently." Two years later. "Mr. Robert, she doesn't want to see you." The female guard in uniform politely spoke to the man in front of her. Upon hearing this, the man paused and then said to the female guard. "You tell her for me that I will marry her when she comes out." Anna doesn't believe that a man who has been in love for ten years will betray her. In the adjournment room, Anna sat sluggishly on the chair. Two days in court left her exhausted. "Robert, do you really want to push me to hell?" "Your father pushed my mother into the sea, and I'll make his daughter's life worse than death. It s fair, right?" Anna eyes were flled with tears, but she stubbornly raised her head and held it back. When she looked at Robert again, she took on a pleading look and said, "For the sake of the past ten years we have been together, would you drop your case?" Robert stood up, looking at her from a high position, coldly snorted. "Heh, I have been waiting this day for ten years. How could | drop it?" Looking at her miserable appearance, Robert heart seemed to have cracked a ittle. He frowned, suppressing that feeling, and cruelly said: "But you still have some time left. Next week is my engagement party with Lily. This is the invitation, and you are welcome to attend." He dumped the invitation on Scarlet's body with contempt, and walked away without looking back. Anna looked at the white invitation letter, as if the last ounce of her strength had been taken away. She fell into a chair, and could not even breathe. When she and Robert were together, he never said he wanted to marry her. Now he was getting married, and she was going to jail. Anna hung her head, covered her face with both hands, and let the tears fall all over her cheeks. When the trial started again, Anna stood quietly at the defendant's table and listened to the judge's statement. " Defendant!" Anna came back to her senses, and instead of looking at the judge, she looked at Robert. Suddenly, she smiled, quiet and well- behaved, just like the first time when they met and she called him "honey' '. Robert.' heart trembled by her gaze as if something was flowing away. "Robert., my father is dead, and he had it coming, and I also have to go to jail." "From now on, we are even! The past ten years, I will pretend I never met you.... Tears broke out from Anna eyes; she turned her head to the judge and said, "I plead guilty!"

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. And the world will soon know what that truly means. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

William the unknowing reincarnation of the original keeper of the realms ,Ambroz ,is born in a normal family in avalor .Fate makes sure that he doesn't awaken his powers and this leads him down a path filled with contempt since only those with strength are respected. On a dreadful day his village is attacked by powerful foes who appear to be an a mission . Being powerless he is defeated but this seems to be his awakening ... William journeys throughout the land of avalor in search of the culprits but fate on the other hand seems to have other plans for him . " William you can not escape your destiny and your destiny will definitely lead you to dark places " "Rally powerful comrades to your side for the journey ahead is a tedious one" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . .. . . . ... . .. . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . Follow william on his journey to face his destiny

TRIGGER WARNING : R19+ / Mature Content What they expected when Holy Azarese Elyzena was born was a daydream. She is the third lady descended in a patrilineal lineage; it is her fate to become the next Empress after her mother. However, when Empress Siofra never opened her eyes again after giving birth to her, that is when they know she is another nightmare. Holy Azarese was born with sinister curses; all bring death. No one could dare touch her, afraid to meet their end. Her father despised her for taking the love of his life from him. Her brothers avoided her. Her aunts and uncles cannot even look at her. She acted cutely; she tried being clumsy, she did everything to get an ounce of their affection, but they never gave her any, not even a drop. "Father, I did not ask to be born!" she sobbed pitifully in front of her father, who only glared at her with contempt. Since then, she became desperate until she became the person she never wanted to be. She never asked to be born, and she never asked to be born again. She only wanted to end her suffering. So why, when she opened her eyes, was she back to the time she was born? With the second chance given to her, will she avoid becoming the wicked Empress again, or will she drop her crown and choose which path to take?

Volume 1 Isadora, pregnant with Maxwell's child, has no choice but to accept his offer to live in his mansion and keep the pregnancy a secret because her family disowned her. However, she faces challenges from Maxwell's cold demeanor and the secrets surrounding his wife. After uncovering a shocking truth, Isadora becomes a target and leaves the mansion for her safety, staying with Maxwell's sister Ava. She later flees after overhearing a disturbing conversation about being exploited. Volume 2 After fleeing, she encountered Prince Orion and, in a state of distress and pain, begged for his help. He offered her a proposal she couldn't refuse because of her circumstances, drawing her into the royal family's intricate web. Despite her new circumstances, she was met with contempt and mistreatment, relegated to the status of an outcast and servant. As secrets began to surface, she discovered the prince's true motives: a desire for revenge against someone else, which he sought to achieve through his manipulation of her. False accusations of witchcraft led to her condemnation, and she was sentenced to death. ******* "Please, help me!" Isadora begged, her voice strained with agony. Prince Orion's expression remained unmoved, his voice devoid of empathy. "I'll do anything, just don't let me die," Isadora pleaded, her cries intensifying as the rain began to fall. The prince's gaze locked onto hers, his pause hanging in the air like a challenge. "All you have to do is..." he said, his words trailing off, leaving Isadora wondering what terrible condition he would impose upon her. Volume 3 A year of peace in the royal family was shattered by Isadora's sudden reappearance, leaving everyone stunned and bewildered. Many thought they were seeing a ghost or that she had somehow come back from the dead. However, it soon became clear that she had a singular purpose: to exact revenge on those who had wronged her. As her true identity was revealed, Isadora's influence and authority grew, transforming her into a powerful and commanding presence within the royal family. With her newfound power, she set her sights on those who had betrayed and harmed her, determined to make them face justice for their past transgressions.

Calleous Ambrosia Ciltara dearly loves and supports his elder brother, so much so that he decided to be his sword and shield and take a solemn vow to support and protect his brother and become a blood knight. A condition that the whole of Auraxia deems the most majestic position after a king’s but also the most dangerous, despite its grandness, that almost no one can do it. Damon Farris Briar is a crown prince who loves his family and his kingdom. He devoted himself to be the perfect prince in order to do what’s best for his kingdom’s glory. If he deems something dangerous to his kingdom, he will not hesitate to exterminate it, but if it would benefit the kingdom, he will get it no matter what. It was the fate or probably the goddess herself pulling some strings, that these two different individuals would meet. Because of the hidden danger that someone wanted to set up a war between kingdoms, Calleous and Damon had tacit cooperation and decided to team up to unmask the person behind it as well as prevent the war from happening. But as the two unravel more secrets and prevent more fomentations of the enemy, the more these two individuals become entangled in a different drive of unexpected desires and a rollercoaster set of emotions that are harder to fathom. The more they stick together, the more they realize that their deep love for what they once thought of as treasures is turning into a love and obsession for each other. Will they continue to be fixated on this uncontrollable passion or will they break this fieriness and do a forced redirection?

Prince Thrain of Kyrovia has always been viewed as weak and powerless. Born into a lineage of elemental wielders, Thrain's inability to harness his powers has earned him scorn and contempt. However, his life takes a dramatic turn when Commander Ryker, the one person who believed in him, falls in battle. Overcome with grief, Thrain awakens an ancient Phoenix power within himself. With this newfound ability, Thrain begins mastering his powers, driven by a desire to save his kingdom from the monstrous dragon, Xarath. But before facing the dragon, Thrain sets out to challenge the corrupt system that has held him back for so long. With his growing strength and determination, Thrain seeks to bring justice and equality to his kingdom, proving that true power comes not just from birthright, but from courage and conviction. As Thrain transforms from a powerless prince to a powerful force for change, he prepares for the ultimate showdown with Xarath, determined to save his kingdom and forge a brighter future.

Sesky was a girl like no other. She grew up in a wealthy and loving family, although her parents were often absent when she reached the age of nineteen, claiming that their little girl was big enough to fly on her own. As the youngest daughter, she never lacked for anything, and her parents and siblings didn't even force her to work in their large family business when she finished university. They let her do what she liked, such as painting, drawing and writing, and above all spending time with her four childhood friends, who never had a problem with her. Although nonchalant and too relaxed for their tastes on certain subjects, she is thoughtful and attentive to those around her. She died suddenly in an unfortunate accident, a most bizarre death. She had never had suicidal thoughts, not even once, and here she was, leaving behind family and friends who felt guilty for not seeing it coming and for abandoning her. When Sesky awoke, to her astonishment, she was still alive, with all her limbs in place. But she was in a completely different environment than she'd known before. She felt a little panic-stricken, but she was determined to understand her situation. She realised that she was no longer Sesky, the high society girl loved by those close to her, pampered to the point where she could have turned out differently if she'd had a bad heart. She was a man. Yes, a man. As if it wasn't enough that she had died in such an absurd way and under such bizarre circumstances. But there's a silver lining, right? Being a man could be interesting too, right? Her counterpart was a man born into an aristocratic family, but he lacked the love and attention she was lucky enough to have in her world. His counterpart was unhappy and abused, with no one to look after him, and despised by everyone, even his own family. He was the only normal person in a family and society where you were respected because of your inner beast. Will Sesky's arrival change her fate, or will she have to live like a rat at the bottom of the social ladder, receiving their contempt as the only act of human compassion towards her? Or has she been lured into this world to show them off and live a full and luxurious life as she always has? Come and live this adventure with Sesky, encouraging her to grow stronger and face the challenges she encounters along the way. As Sesky's adventure begins, what do you think?

In the last and futuristic city of humanity, Neo Tyran, the legendary Hunters of Olympus, extraordinary warriors sponsored by the gods, dominate the streets. Divided into factions, these hunters fiercely compete to recruit the most promising human talents. Martyn Tryggvason, nicknamed "the impure," has lived a life of contempt and loneliness, ignored by all the gods and relegated to the shadows. But when Martyn awakens in the mystical Valhalla, everything changes. A resonant message in his mind says: [Welcome to Valhalla: the Norse gods have chosen you] In this new world, Martyn discovers a realm of ancient gods, impossible challenges, and the opportunity to change his life.

“Robert must be told,” Ned said. “If what you say is true, if even a part of it is true, the king must hear it for himself.” “And what proof shall we lay before him? My words against theirs? My little birds against the queen and the Kingslayer, against his brothers and his council, against the Wardens of East and West, against all the might of Casterly Rock? Pray, send for Ser Ilyn directly, it will save us all some time. I know where that road ends.” “Yet if what you say is true, they will only bide their time and make another attempt.” “Indeed they will,” said Varys, “and sooner rather than later, I do fear. You are making them most anxious, Lord Eddard. But my little birds will be listening, and together we may be able to forestall them, you and I.” He rose and pulled up his cowl so his face was hidden once more. “Thank you for the wine. We will speak again. When you see me next at council, be certain to treat me with your accustomed contempt. You should not find it difficult.” He was at the door when Ned called, “Varys.” The eunuch turned back. “How did Jon Arryn die?” “I wondered when you would get around to that.” “Tell me.” “The tears of Lys

Thalythraen Vyndhaelith was a remarkably talented magician, blessed with a loving and supportive family. However, everything changed the moment she ascended to the revered rank of a 9th Circle mage. Upon her ascension, the Abyss—a vast and unfathomable force of darkness and corruption—sought to exact its wrath. It cast all the world’s sins and crimes upon her, burdening her with the weight of humanity’s darkest deeds. In a cruel twist of fate, she was ultimately betrayed and set upon by none other than her own brother, who was complicit in her destruction. The very world she had once cherished, a world that had once loved her in return, now turned against her, casting her aside with contempt and disdain. She, who had once been revered, was now despised by all, forced to bear the consequences of forces far beyond her control.

Aurora: His Possession In this captivating romance, Aurora, a young woman from a humble background, is coerced into marrying a wealthy and powerful man who loves someone else. Her husband, driven by a sense of duty and resentment, initially treats Aurora with contempt. As they navigate their tumultuous relationship, Aurora's resilience and determination slowly chip away at her husband's defenses. Despite his initial reluctance, he finds himself drawn to her innocence, kindness, and beauty. However, their growing connection is threatened by the husband's previous lover, who refuses to let go of the past. As tensions rise, Aurora must confront the darkness of her husband's past and the true nature of their relationship. Will Aurora's love be enough to redeem her husband and overcome the obstacles in their path, or will the secrets and lies tear them apart?

Sophia Bennett, betrayed by her husband and step-sister, faced a gruesome end—burned alive with her unborn child. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn back to when it all began, Sophia now have the chance to rewrite her tragic story. Reborn at the most critical moment that will change her life, “the arranged marriage with the richest and handsome bachelor, Alexander Brooks” which she escaped from in her previous life. Will Sophia get married and destroy Olivia's path to riches? Or finds herself entangled with Alexander Brooks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “ Are you that desperate to secure the position of “Mrs Brooks” that you'll shamelessly throw yourself at me”? Alexander asks, his voice laced with contempt, his deeps eyes looking at the woman squirming under him. His eyes trails her curvy body as his right hand squeeze the soft mound on her chest, he thought he'd find her touch disgusting but his body couldn't help but react to her and he can barely control his actions. “Ummmm” Sophia moans to his touch “ p-please” she murmurs trembling, her eyes clouded as she rubs her hot and soft body against him. She feels hot all over and couldn't help groping his body to find relief. Loosing all restraint, Alexander leans to her ear, biting it and whispers huskily “since you're so eager, then don't blame me for being unrestrained”. He sucks her neck, bites down, “ahhhh ummmm” Sophia squirms in bliss. His hand roams her soft body, his head leaves her neck as he kiss his way down to her collarbone and down to her twin peaks. He latches unto one of her breasts, sucks and swirls his tongue round her erect nipple. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Rebirth from Ashes” weaves love, betrayal, redemption, and new beginnings.

Eídal Granier, a 9-year-old boy, is consumed by a childish longing for a family. Desperate for recognition from those around him, he’s willing to do anything to achieve it. However, his life takes an irrevocable turn after a catastrophic event leaves him shattered. Betrayed and abandoned by his own people, Eídal is forced to serve his worst enemy, becoming a pawn destined to eliminate the world's heroes. Over time, his innocence dissolves under the weight of contempt and manipulation. Eídal transforms into a dark figure, feared and hated by all. His pain becomes his strength, and in the end, he coldly accepts the role fate has cast for him: being the villain of this story!

Eleanor never expected that escaping her bullies by jumping over the academy wall would lead her straight into the arms of Adrian, the kingdom's kind and charming crown prince. Their connection is instant, and for the first time, Eleanor—a poor orphan—feels the warmth of love. But her newfound happiness is shattered when Briar, the fierce and intimidating alpha of the kingdom’s most powerful werewolf pack, declares her as his fated mate. Caught between two worlds, Eleanor must choose: Adrian, whose love is gentle and warm, like the sun; or Briar, whose love is intense and unyielding, like the weight of a mountain. As tensions between the kingdom and the werewolves escalate into a deadly conflict, Adrian is crowned king and vows to protect his people, even if it means driving the werewolves out for good. But Adrian hides a dark truth—he is one of them. Meanwhile, Briar is willing to risk everything to claim Eleanor and avenge his pack. With war looming and her heart pulled in two directions, Eleanor must decide where she truly belongs. Will she choose the light of the king or the shadows of the alpha? In a battle of love, loyalty, and revenge, the fate of the kingdom—and Eleanor’s heart—hangs in the balance.

In the dark and glamorous underworld of New York City's high society, where glitter hides deep shadows, reigned Gabino, a 22-year-old mobster. His purple skin and empty eyes reflected his contempt for the world, while the smoke from his cigarette mingled with the cold glow of his Glock. Gabino was a figure who inspired fear and admiration, always on the lookout, always calculating his next move. Ricky, a 17-year-old, tried to navigate the intricate webs of power and secrets that surrounded his life. Known for his bad boy reputation, he was an easy target for rumors. But when he is wrongly accused of assaulting a classmate, Ricky's world begins to crumble. Olivia, the victim's best friend, emerges as his only alibi, and at the same time, an escape from the chaos that threatens to consume him. As Ricky finds himself increasingly drawn to Olivia, the only glimmer of goodness in his turbulent universe, Gabino watches from the shadows, manipulating the fate of those who cross his path. He knows the dark secret that Ricky hides, a secret that could destroy everything. Gabino, with his cold and calculating gaze, knows that it is only a matter of time until everything is revealed. And when it does, it will be he, the unseen conductor of this symphony of chaos and destruction, who will decide the fate of Ricky and Olivia. What will happen when the truth comes out? When the veneer of high society crumbles, revealing the true face of its inhabitants? It is a long fall from the heights to the abyss, where every secret has a price and Gabino, the ruthless villain, is always ready to exact it.

Rei, a young man trapped in a world different from his own, is reborn once again, with fragmented memories of past lives that are as elusive as they are painful. Marked by the injustice and contempt that haunted him in those existences, his soul holds a mixture of resentment and ambition. But this time, his determination has taken a course that is both dark and clear: he seeks to transform the world in his own way. In his mind, the idea of justice has lost all innocence; his desire for well-being is intertwined with a thirst for control and dominance. Rei is willing to do whatever it takes to build a reality that benefits him, no matter who he must subdue or how many battles he must fight. He is well aware that the task is a monstrous one, that his own vision may seem evil in the eyes of many, but that is irrelevant to him. The only thing clear to him is that the world will know his true strength and that, under his hand, traditional justice will be as obsolete as the past he seeks to leave behind.

East of Eden, the angels' home, was where Idris lived, bound by the Celestial King's law. This law forbade angels from visiting the mortal realms, separating the divine from the human world. The law was clear: angels were not to interact with mortals. But Idris and his friends secretly defied this law. They would sneak out of Eden, drawn to the allure of the mortal world. In Spellbound City, they indulged in forbidden pleasures: mortal cuisine, intoxicating elixirs, and fleeting joys. One fateful night, their clandestine adventure turned tragic. Ambushed in a dark alley, Idris's friends fell to the Reaper's merciless blade. Idris, severely wounded, lost his wings – the very essence of his being. The cost of his defiance was devastating: - His friends, slain. - His connection to divine magic, severed. - His status, reduced to an Outcast. Among angels, wingless ones were shunned, cast aside as aberrations. And now, Idris faced exile and contempt. The weight of his loss crushed him. Grief, guilt, and shame battled within. Idris's existence, once full of purpose, now teetered on the brink of destruction. But now one desire consumed him: to retrieve his lost wings.

Hazel Jones was switched at birth. 17 years later, her biological family, the Murphy, manages to track her down. To her dismay, her father is scornful of her, and her grandmother dislikes her. Even her so-called fiancé has nothing but contempt for her. Her devotion ended up with the other party's contempt. "You don't deserve me!" That was the answer she got. But She was determined to get close to a big shot, but it was beyond her imagination that she would finally stay beside him and get pampered all along! Anytime she provoked a scum, he would back her up. As a result, everyone came to know that the legendary Chase Black should surrender in front of a common girl! Hearing that, he snorted, "That's my business!" However, one day, her other identity was revealed and the secret about her was exposed… “Heartbeat, we finally meet." His slender fingers caressed my jaw slowly. His golden pupils held me in place. His voice was a trap I couldn't escape. Right then and there, I knew I was finished.

The monsters which the people believed to be werewolves, were vampires killing people in the form of werewolves just to jeopardize their existence. This had created hate and contempt between the two clans and the only seeming solution to it was to send one to extinction. I'm relation to this, Dalton travelled to the seven continents bringing together the ancient dark ones reincarnated in modern humans. They were the target of the Vampires as well, resulting in a serious clash. Drawing from the townspeople, werewolves lived amongst them but were not aware neither did they know that the President of the state was a fully blown vamp, preparing something big for the lasting of his tribe. A heart-throbbing twist that is capable of keeping you glued to your phone is surely yet to come.

A one-night stand that should not have happened. A perfect night that had gone wrong. Was it fate or a mistake? Jules Morgan was just like any other girl. She dared to dream of marrying the ideal husband and living on a white picket fence. But such was not her luck when she found herself in bed with a stranger the fateful night before her wedding day. She had given herself to another man. Due to guilt, she ditched her groom at the altar, leaving Dale with a note that the wedding was off. She believed she did not deserve a good man like him. As if that was not bad enough, after a few weeks, Jules discovered she had conceived a child from her transgression. Now, she believed she had reached rock bottom. However, she was mistaken. That was not yet the worst part, as she uncovered the identity of her father's child. She knew right then she had to escape him. He could never know that they had a child. Besides, she did not have the heart to hurt Dale again by parading another man's child, especially this man's child. She left everything and attempted to raise her child alone. She was doing fine until her child ended up in the hospital in critical condition. She needed a large sum of money that she did not have. She had no family and barely had friends. She had no one. Except for Damon, the father of her child. She guessed desperate times required desperate measures. But what if he wanted more than she bargained for? *** "A child..." He looked at her with contempt. "You dare to tell me that we have a son." Then, a bellowing laughter echoed in the room. "I am telling the truth. And Oliver needs your help." She knew naming her son might help convince him. "He is very sick." "I am not a doctor. I can't cure him." He said philosophically, obviously mocking her. "I don't need you to treat him. I need your money." She blurted due to her frustration and desperation. The last thing she wanted was to reach out to him and ask for his help, but she had no more choices left. "Finally..." His eyes stared at her, making her feel like they were drilling into her skull. "... we are finally getting somewhere." "What do I get by giving you money?" He asked after a long silence. She looked at him dumbfounded. "You get to help your son." She shouted angrily, infuriated with the heartless man. She still could not understand how she ended up sleeping with him. If she had been only sensible that night, she would never have slept with him, not even in her dreams. "I don't even know if he was my son. For all I know, you could have slept with another guest that night." With that said, her hand swung hard toward his face. The contact was swift, causing her to wince from the impact, feeling the pain in her palm and fingers. But she could not help but wonder if she hurt him when he hardly moved. "Damn you!" She finally found her voice as she turned to leave. She did not need him or his money. She just had to find another way. "Not so fast." Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into his side. "Don't you want to hear my proposal," He added with a vicious smile. "I will give you the money you need and more if you help me with one thing." "What?" "Marry me." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

Ji Feng, who has endured the contempt of others, is at the lowest point of his life. He obtains future technological products and gains magical abilities. From then on, his life becomes extraordinary! With the perspective function, he is invincible in betting on jade. Future technology enables Ji Feng to achieve a business legend.

#Fantasy,#Action,#system,#Gods,#Dragons,#HunterslikeWarrior... Once a revered pro warrior, the MC faced contempt from both his countrymen and his own family. Their disdain stemmed from his act of slaying an apostle, leading to his imprisonment by the Chaos gods, lower-level deities. Ultimately, they executed him for his perceived crimes. However, fate intervened when the Fallen gods, imprisoned in the abyss, granted him a second chance. Reincarnated as a Demon, he embarked on a path of vengeance, transforming into a relentless killing machine. Driven by an insatiable hunger for power, he unknowingly ascended to godhood, engaging in fierce battles against other divine beings. The question remains: How will he exact his revenge? ------------------------------------------------------ please read and enjoy the experience... ------------------------------------------------------ I am new to this field. my English is not that fluent it's my second language so Grammers& spelling errors may occur so please forgive me ....