Seth Rollins Tattoo

usually grade one core gives 25, grade two gives 50, grade 3 gives 100. grade 4 gives 200, grade 5 gives 500. After being dragged through a mysterious portal, Zed found himself entangled in a murder he didn’t commit. Worse, he carried an ancient demon bloodline, and in the world of Eldoria, that made him a target. Thankfully, Zed had three aces: a unique soul, unnaturally high vitality and a gift from a woman trapped in the forbidden abyss. The Blood Monarch System. It let him consume the essence of his prey—unlocking their strengths, their secrets, their very bloodlines. And so, Zed decided to live his life to the fullest. He’d slay monsters, dominate deadly ruins, and conquer the hearts—and bodies—of beauties. As for his ultimate goal? It was simple. Become a supreme existence. "The key to awakening bloodlines and getting stronger is chaos... and a few charming ladies along the way." In the magical world of Eldoria, mana flowed through everything. Unfortunately, Zed Deverux was born with Withering Mana Syndrome, a disease that drained mana from his body and made surviving past the age of nine nearly impossible. Miraculously, he managed to live for twenty years, tirelessly searching for a cure with the help of his eccentric alchemist mentor. One day, after drinking her latest potion, his condition seemed to improve—only to later discover the shocking truth behind the 'elixir'. It was her breast milk?! Light colored eyes are considered ugly here?" Aidan Reith found himself transmigrated into a fantasy world just before his acting debut, only to discover its beauty standards were a bit off. But Aidan quickly adapted and got excited. He loved acting, and this strange world offered countless cultures to explore. To his surprise, he also awakened the power of a chameleon. All he needed was the body of a species, and he could turn it into a wearable skin! [You can become a demon. Do you want to read the 'haunted village' script?] [You can become a poisonous lamia. Do you want to read the 'gem-loving snake' script?] [You can become a dragoman. Do you want to read the 'dark dragon's harem' script?] Aidan soon realized the world's entertainment lacked variety, so he decided to create the first movie theater. And those who tried to stop him? They mysteriously disappeared. "Dual cultivation is actually the cure to my illness?" In the martial world of Danxia, qi flowed through everything. Unfortunately, Seth Fenix was born with Withering Qi Syndrome, a disease that drained qi from his body and made surviving past the age of nine nearly impossible. Miraculously, he managed to live for nineteen years, tirelessly searching for a cure with the help of his eccentric alchemist mentor. One day, after drinking her latest potion, his condition

She woke up with no name, no memories—only 108 tattoos etched across her skin, each one pulsing with secrets she doesn’t understand. Every mark is a clue. Every line, a lie. Hunted by shadowy organizations and haunted by flashes of a life she doesn’t remember, she’s forced to trust a man whose name was written on the back of a photo: Agent Marlow. But even he doesn’t know the full truth—because she might not be human at all. Who created her? Why was she erased? And what happens when every tattoo unlocks a new power… or a buried sin? In a world where reality is paper-thin and identities can be rewritten, she must fight to uncover the chilling answer to the question that terrifies her most: If she was never real… then what is she now? ⸻ Volume 2: The Fracture Astra Vale survived recursion. She survived Zero. But now reality itself is breaking—and each fracture shows her a version of life she could have lived… or never escaped. Memories are overlapping. Faces are returning twisted. Entire timelines are being collapsed and erased—by a failsafe protocol that calls itself “The Fracture.” Astra is the only one who remembers the original world. And the only one who can decide which version of truth survives. But with every step forward, another version of her awakens. And one of them? Might not want to give this reality back.

"I was never meant to be here." In a world where Gifts determine status and power, Saul Mayne stands at the top — a sword-wielding prodigy blessed by fate. Louis Hall follows closely, heir to a billion-credit empire with talent and pride to match. Then there's Paul Wayne — a nobody. No background. No family. No rank. Just a strange tattoo on his hand and a broken system that shows a question mark where his identity should be. He shouldn't even be at Diamond Academy, the elite combat school where future heroes are forged. But the invitation came. The uniform fit. The door opened. Now trapped in a sence that isn’t his, Paul must navigate ruthless guilds, overwhelming talents, and an academy designed to chew up the weak. But there's something wrong with this world. And Paul Wayne might be the glitch that changes everything. --- An academy setting. A mysterious system. A forgotten extra with no place in the script. The truth behind his existence… starts now. ---

They call him Ghost. A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles. To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake. To his enemies, he’s a death sentence. To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family. But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke. After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order: "That was your last mission." Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him. But war forged more than his body and name. Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret. One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms. He’s not just a weapon. He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood. A man of many names, and many shadows. Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes. And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

"Wie pervers ist der Geschmack von Si Ye Han? Will er mich immer noch so sehen?" Als sie aufwachte, betrachtete sie ihr Spiegelbild: explosive Perücke, Tattoos und dämonenhaftes Make-up. Jedem normalen Menschen würden die Augen brennen, wenn er sie länger als eine Sekunde ansähe. Vor ihrer Wiedergeburt war sie in einen anderen Mann verliebt und wollte nur vor Si Ye Han fliehen und hasste ihn bis aufs Blut, nachdem er sie eingesperrt hatte. Nach ihrer Wiedergeburt betrachtete sie ihn mit anderen Augen und dachte, dass er sich vielleicht zum Besseren verändert hatte? In der Vergangenheit war ihr Verstand verwirrt. Sie verließ einen umwerfenden Ehemann, wurde von einem Dreckskerl und Verräter verletzt, und vor allem wurde sie von ihrem engsten Freund einer Gehirnwäsche unterzogen. Am Ende war sie völlig allein. In ihrem jetzigen Leben gibt es böse Menschen, die Intrigen schmieden und sehnsüchtig auf ihren Untergang warten. Tut mir leid, aber dieses Mädchen wird nicht zweimal auf dieselben Tricks hereinfallen!

Jack Wilson wasn’t planning to doom the city. He just wanted to make rent and maybe buy a better hoodie. Then he opened a cursed file labeled “DO NOT OPEN (Lethality Rating: 9/10)”—because what’s life without a little fun? One explosion, a glowing hand tattoo, and a ramen-scented dumpster dive later, Jack is now the host of something ancient, powerful, and probably homicidal. Now everyone wants him dead: secret guilds, rogue mages, even a talking pigeon with a grudge. Too bad Jack’s having the time of his life. Armed with sarcasm, unstable spirit energy, and zero impulse control, Jack is about to turn the magical underworld upside down.

Using the brain as an Axis to process large amounts of data, an Advance Computer was made that is faster, accurate and more efficient than Quantum Computers. The only downside was it consumed an infinite amount of energy within a short period of time and also make the human brain stop functioning after prolonged use. Nevertheless, when a looming threat of destruction encroached on Earth for the second time due to excessive Energy emitted by Beta Asteroid Core, humanity decided to use the Advance Computer to siphon away the excess Energy! And the fastest way to do that was to make a VR MMORPG Cabin that will allow billions of people to dive in and make use of the Energy. **** Seth was born with a very low body constitution that made him almost a cripple due to his body getting stressed very fast from any extended physical activity. He escaped reality by gaming and when he met with an accident he stopped gaming. But when the ultimate game was out, Asteroid Online, Seth was asked to dive again. Sadly, he found an exact replica of his real-life body in the game. At first, he detested it, but on that first day, Seth was intrigued by the game and wished to explore more. To his utter shock, when he raised his Skills to Talent in the game, his real-life skill also improved. A series of other unexplainable events keep happening to him which steel his resolve to crack the game mystery. **** I don't know if the concept of this story was used before but I have not seen it anywhere. So, the story may have its unique concept and slightly different classes that were used in other VR Games. Don't worry, you will not be disappointed! *** https://discord.gg/TWRVdZH2

“I will give you a slow, painful death,” I spat, my voice cold and final. “You'll regret this, Aria Vetro,” he growled. But I felt no regret. He had murdered my mother. Now, I was just returning the favor. I tortured him without mercy. I had spent years hunting the man with the red owl tattoo and I finally had him. Or so I thought. The real killer wore the same mark but he wasn’t the man I’d captured. He was someone close to me. “I made you, Aria. And I can destroy you,” he hissed, his grip around my throat growing stronger. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe. I was dying until a gunshot shattered the moment. My prisoner, my enemy had saved me but not out of kindness. “Now,” he said, eyes dark with rage, “I’m going to make you mine.” And nothing terrified me more.

Zhang Yang, the office drone, spent his days slacking off with the campus beauty and his nights watching his sister-in-law practice leg lifts. His girlfriend Xiao Man watched him every day, falling deep in thought... Until one day, while straddling Zhang Yang, she unleashed a soul-searching interrogation, "Why did the dean bow to you? Why did the richest man gift you a villa? Why did the tattoo-covered big brother kneel before you, begging you to take his wife?"

Purity a low ranking, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

It seemed like an easy mission for The Cathal Brother. Find the traitor that betrayed their family and operation. Take the infamous hacker Christopher Young as well and take him under their employment, however, when raiding the mansion they did not expect to find that Christopher Young is nothing that they thought he was. Christopher Young is a curvaceous young woman with piercings tattoos and dreads. Can these four brothers handle the chaos that comes with this princess?

"She woke up with a burning wolf mark on her skin -- and no memory of who she truly is ." Prizey's life was normal.... until it wasn't. A glowing tattoo, a mysterious boy with ocean-blue eyes , and dreams that feel like memories pull her into a world that shouldn't exist... A realm of cursed wolves , broken moons , and seven powerful or dangerous creatures tied to her fate... As darkness spreads and souls vanish , one truth begins to haunt her : She's not just human . And love..? it may not save her --it may destroy her . Because a werewolf is madly fall in love with her........ SRF: Wolfkissed Soul is a dark fantasy romance about fate , forbidden power , and a love stronger than death itself..

He’s the Alpha of nightmares—tattooed, ruthless, and bound by blood to a throne soaked in secrets. She’s the silver-haired mystery who shouldn’t exist... And the only woman his wolf has ever craved. Kael Nightborne doesn’t believe in fate. Not when it threatens to unravel the kingdom he built with blood and bone. But the moment Seraphina steps into his territory—haunted eyes, untamed magic, lips that dare to defy him—he knows two things: She’s forbidden. And she’s his. Seraphina has always felt like something inside her is... wrong. Too wild. Too dark. Too hungry. When she enters the realm of the wolves, she expects answers—not a possessive Alpha with silver eyes and a voice that makes her body burn. But Kael isn’t just dangerous. He’s obsessed. And when an ancient war resurfaces, enemies close in, and her true bloodline is exposed, Seraphina will have to choose between running from the beast who wants to own her... Or surrendering to the fire only he can ignite. Dark. Addictive. Sinfully steamy. Welcome to the kingdom where the Alpha always claims what’s his—no matter the cost.

Pain. That's all I could process at first. Not the "stubbed my toe" kind of pain, but the "someone used my body as a punching bag" variety. Every nerve screamed in protest as consciousness dragged me back from wherever I'd been floating. 'Where the hell am I?' My eyes wouldn't open properly. Everything felt wrong - the air smelled different, tasted metallic on my tongue. The surface beneath me wasn't a hospital bed. Too hard. Too rough. "He's waking up." A woman's voice, soft but strange. Accented in a way I couldn't place. "Finally. Three days is a long time, even for sky-people." Another voice, older, male. 'Sky-people?' I forced my eyes open and immediately wished I hadn't. The woman leaning over me had gray skin. Not sick-gray, but actually gray, like stone. Glowing white tattoos traced patterns across her face and arms, pulsing gently with her heartbeat.

You only wanted to see it... So, you did the unthinkable—used a mysterious stone to change yourself into a FREAKING HOT PRETTY BOY. Now stuck in a boy’s body, you sneak into an exclusive VIP mafia-son-only event. But when a priceless watch goes missing, you’re the prime suspect. Dragged into a dark room, a gun to your head, you come face-to-face with a dangerous, tattooed mafia heir—cocky, cruel, and annoyingly hot. He looks into your panicked eyes… and smirks. > “Your eyes are too pretty to kill.” His voice is low and dangerous—like he’s already peeling your clothes off with his gaze. *** He’s arrogant, but your eyes make him horny—though he’d never admit it. Will he ever find out you actually belong to the enemy clan? A very forbidden enemy clan. Even as he’s fallen way too deep?

When not THE Apocalypse strikes, but all of them together, where will you be? What will you do? As Humanity faces its hardest time a playful god shows mercy(?) Follow Seth on his journey to somehow survive in whatever has become of his world. Also posting on royal road. Read up to 30 chapters ahead at https://www.patreon.com/blacksmithoftheapocalypse

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.

Abandoned by his friends and sold to slavers half-human busboy Niko must pick up the pieces and endure. As he prepares himself to hunt down his friends and the masked slaver that captured him. With nothing but a tattoo to go off of Niko must uncover the mystery of the slavers and fight back. No matter what.

After five long years abroad, Ray returned by the request of his dying father. But he didn't expect returning home would this be...so secretive and mysterious. He stepped inside his old home, and he was greeted by four tattooed, undeniably gorgeous, but mysterious women. Who are these women? And what's their intentions toward Ray?

Thrown into a reality where the sky trembles, monsters tower like gods, and the ruins of Earth cradle a new world of impossible beauty and unrelenting danger—Ethan awakens in World No.34, reborn with nothing but a cleaver-axe hybrid and a system that barely explains itself. What was once Earth has been reclaimed by chaos: castles ride the backs of skyborne dragon skeletons, colossal beasts clash like moving mountains, and abyssal pits whisper truths better left buried. Here, death was only the beginning. Ethan isn’t alone. His closest friends, Sid—a calculating Threadmancer with venom-laced strings—and Dianna—a ferocious Berserked Valkyrie wielding a broadsword evolved from the condemned souls of Hell—arrive one by one, each shaped by different trials in a sterile white room ruled by the mysterious system, SGPT100. Together, they are called Travelers—souls plucked from death and flung into an endlessly evolving world filled with ancient remnants, broken gods, and a war that never really ended. But something is watching. Something beyond the system. Something that wants them here. And as Ethan carves his path through the unknown, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear: This world doesn't need heroes. It needs survivors.

Logan Hayes is trouble himself. The kind of guy your parents warn you about. Tattoos decorating his skin. He walks like he owns the whole world. The entire campus was wrapped around his fingers. Harper Reed hated trouble. As the dean's perfect daughter, she had to live a perfect life and get perfect grades. Until a viral scandal ruins Harper's spotless reputation, and she has no other option but to make a deal with the devil himself—Logan. She has to fake date him to restore her image. But he only agrees because she claims she knows what no one else should. Things get more complicated when , Damian , Logan's long-lost cousin, returns to take him back home. Damian is no different from Logan — tattoos on his skin and that same dangerous energy Logan held. Harper Reed now finds herself stucked in the midst of two devils, chaos and full-blown drama.

Humans have spread across the universe, however, they found more than empty planets in their trek across the stars. The Druin stood in their path, a demonic looking race. As the war waged on for centuries, humanity began to delve deeper into their genetic code aiming to amplify their one advantage over their adverseries. Seth is one of these mutated humans advanced to be the ultimate weapon in the eradication of the Druin. The trials he went through allowed him to kill the enemy and be damn good at it, but not everyone was as lucky or as good. The humans called them scouts, the Druin called them poison bloods. Hated by both, Seth lies inbetween, not completely human but niether alien.

In a realm where gods do not simply rule they brand the path to power is carved into flesh. Every noble child receives their divine tattoo at age seven: a sacred bond to a patron god, proof of lineage, and a lifelong oath. But when Lyric, heir to House Velastra, receives her mark, a second one blooms across her skin—unbidden, unrecorded, and unholy. It whispers not with divine radiance, but with memory. Forgotten memory. Forbidden memory. Exiled from her bloodline and cast into a fractured sanctuary, Lyric begins to uncover the buried history of a god long erased: Orryn, the Keeper of Memory and Silent Rebellion. As ancient wars are reignited and divine truths rot from within, she must choose—become the weapon her family fears, or the spark that severs a world from its parasitic gods. But the realm itself is not a passive stage. It watches. It remembers. And it is no longer content to observe.

Duke is forced by tradition to adventure out to the depths of the Underworld and make it out alive. Adapting to his newly found magical powers and making friends on the way, will he survive and make it make to Elizabeth? or will he stay in the caves to grow stronger

A World in which everyone can access Magic through conversion of Energy, this in particular is a story about a child. A child who wishes to become a hero. Little does he know, he embarks himself on a journey that transcends the very concept of life itself, all starting with a fateful encounter of a Demon. To what the child will encounter in this world? That's up to you to read and find out. New Chapters every Saturday. Give it a Read and a spot for your collection if you can

Seth McCauley, a "Marvel" nerd that was an ordinary person who hadn't done anything other than just live his life, never doing anything to make him stand out is given a chance to finally do something amazing. He is reincarnated in the MCU with all of his favorite characters with three wishes to change his fate and finally be someone that the world will remember forever NOTICE: I do not own Marvel or any of it's elements only the MC and my fanfic elements P.S. This is my first time writing a novel so I'd appreciate some feedback to how I can make it better

**No mark. No power. No chance—until something ancient chooses her.** A century ago, the gates split the sky and monsters poured through. The gods stayed silent. So humanity turned to ink. Living tattoos — bound to skin, fed by soul — became our only defense. They marked the strong, chose the worthy, and shaped a new world where ink is everything. To be Inkbound is to survive. Without a mark, you’re already dead. Naelii has no tattoo. The scan confirmed it: no power, no future. Her family disowned her. Society left her to rot. Desperate to live, she lies her way into a low-tier raid, hoping for enough credits to eat. But inside the gate, something ancient responds. Not beast. Not ink. Not even god. It’s older. It’s watching. And it remembers her. Naelii wasn’t born Inkbound. But fate left her a different kind of mark — one no scan can detect, one no ink could contain. And now, it wants out.

"In every age of darkness, when fear grips hearts and hope begins to fade, one warrior rises—not for glory, not for praise, but to crush the storm before it swallows the world. He doesn’t run from the fire. He becomes it." _________ "There's a 15-year-old boy named Edlin who finds himself lying on the ground, injured, but when he gets up, he can't remember anything except his name EDLIN.He's wearing torn pants, carrying a sword and a knife, and has a strange tattoo mark on his stomach. And to top it all, someone has stabbed him from behind with a knife". "And now, Edlin embarks on a journey to discover who he is, who stabbed him, and why. But his quest is soon interrupted by a ferocious pack of wolves. Weary and wounded, Edlin must summon all his strength to survive this deadly encounter. Will he be able to protect himself and unravel the mysteries of his past? Read on to find out..." Edlin ( The conqueror )

Mary is an ordinary kid to some, but crazy to others. I mean it’s not everyday someone says their dad and stepmother are gods. That’s exactly the case for Mary, and her twin brother Seth. The perfect school was made for her, and kids like her. Twelve Olympian High. Giver of quests and prophecies, and new training camp of heroes. Following the unfortunate accident of showing her powers to early, Mary was forced to go to the school She lives in Elysium with her stepmother Persephone and the heroes of legends shortly following the death of her mother. While Seth lived with Hades in main section of the Underworld. Not all demigods lived with their godly parents. It was uncommon, but not unheard of. Unknown to her that she has a special gift, and lives secluded in Elysium for her own protection. Now what will happen when the gods wage war against each other, and she’s caught in the middle? Part of the Twelve Olympians High series.

He had already chosen where and when. The Overlook Bridge, on the anniversary of his brother's death—the perfect place to follow him, to sever a life that had become gray and soundless. Ethan, whose soul had long turned to ash along with his silenced music, was ready to take the final step. But she knocked him off his path—with a single defiant phrase, thrown at the edge of the abyss. Skye, a punk rock vocalist with a tattoo of a shattered piano on her wrist, was his mirror image. Where he hid his pain in apathy and silence, she forged hers into an armor of cynicism and screams. Seeing a familiar void in his eyes, she didn't save him—she simply stood beside him, offering not hope, but a strange, twisted kind of complicity. And so, their dance began. Two souls—broken, yet stubbornly alive. They don't know how to be happy, but they are desperately learning how to be real. Their encounters are awkward conversations in a smoke-filled café, accidental collisions in an old record store, silent walks through the sleeping city. He is afraid of her noise, her fury, her life. She is afraid of his silence, his vulnerability, his ability to see straight through her armor. This is not a story about a perfect love that heals all wounds. It is a story about two people who slowly, painfully, step by step, pull each other out of the deafening silence where one is usually left alone. It is a tale of how, from the ashes of old traumas and the dissonance of two shattered souls, a single, imperfect, yet achingly honest melody can be born. A song that becomes their only way of saying, "I see you. And I'm staying."