Apron Neck Pain

Annabelle Asra: “Wait!" He commanded, hope surged within me. Maybe he will change his mind, but his expression turned icy, and my heart sank as I understood he had no intention of doing so. "I will never allow you to live a normal life, even if the Crimson Moon has shown you mercy, Annabelle. I will make your existence a living nightmare for what you did to my sister." As I pondered his plans for me once I was no longer part of his tribe, he seized my throat, and his fangs pierced my neck. The pain was unbearable as he marked me. The agony I endured was nothing compared to the torment his mark would bring. Anger, resentment, and bitterness consumed me. A mark typically signifies acceptance and protection, but in my case, it signified the opposite. Betrayed by the Alpha's fiancée, Kari, I was sentenced to death but spared by the Crimson Moon, only to be exiled and marked by my ruthless Alpha, Zachary Ziglar. After surviving and joining a new pack, I discovered I was pregnant without remembering who I had been with. But why did my pup bear a striking resemblance to my tormentor?

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

In a world where power is determined by the rare Quas Blood, individuals blessed with this lineage can form contracts with ancient entities, unlocking extraordinary abilities. The continent of Mezolith is divided into various nations, each housing powerful nations vying for dominance. Aquarene, Blazzarene, Ignareth and Woodsaw—wield supernatural abilities tied to metaphysical forces. However, chaos looms as the infamous organizations disrupt the balance of power. At the heart of this struggle stands Kaiser Reiss, a Grimknight—a mercenary warrior with no allegiance to the ruling nations. Armed with the power of Alzalel and guided by his evolving abilities, Kaiser seeks to carve his own path while uncovering the hidden truths of his origins. Alongside him, the Grimknights, a rogue band of warriors, challenge the oppressive forces ruling Mezolith. As they battle to uncover deeper conspiracies about the true nature of Quas Bloods, Kaiser and his comrades must decide whether to remain as outcasts or become legends in a world teetering on the brink of war.

How it feels when you don't know what is pain? What happened if you think Pain is love and Laughter is most dangerous to human kind? Let's find that answer in the life of A Psychopath or A Detective. Is he a killer? Do we need to stop him? Comment Your Openion.

Loving you again is a fate I cannot escape. But getting hurt again is something I refuse to endure. After five years apart, Lily never imagined she would cross paths with her ex-lover again. But fate had a cruel way of playing with her life. She and Alger were bound to meet again—not as lovers, but as the woman handpicked by Alger’s parents. They believed she was the only one who could thaw their son’s cold heart. The wounds of the past, long buried, resurfaced once more. The pain and resentment Alger had nearly forgotten came rushing back. He accepted the arranged marriage—not out of love, but out of vengeance. Alger wanted to pull Lily back into his grasp, to make her pay for the past. Can Lily endure Alger’s cruelty? Or will she once again find herself trapped in an unfinished heartbreak?

In the emptiness of her everyday life, Ying yue finds herself drifting through each day, unable to shake the fatigue and dissatisfaction that seem to define her existence. To escape her void, she follows jian xian, a celebrity-a figure who offers a temporary reprieve from her own struggles. What she doesn't realize is that the celebrity she admires is also trapped in a life he didn't choose. Raised in a wealthy yet toxic household, he was thrust into the limelight after an accident derailed his mother's dream of stardom. Forced to live out a legacy that isn't his own, he, too, is searching for a reason to keep going. As their paths unknowingly converge, both will confront the painful truth that finding purpose doesn't come from fame or admiration, but from understanding who they are beneath the surface.

Ashon is a young hardworking man living in a small slums outside the city and is struggling to make ends meet to provide for his mother who is struggling with an illness. He struggles with doing different jobs from hawking ornaments to selling second-hand clothes to working as a shop attendant at a petrol station, working as a waiter in a small restaurant, working as a city cleaner for the government to even working as a construction worker. Throughout his many jobs, he gains a lot of different skills but doesn’t care about any of them at first due to his focus on saving his mother from a very curable illness. One tragic day he gets a call from his childhood friend that his mother was rushed to the hospital after collapsing, selling groceries on the streets. She was then rushed to the hospital and was later discovered that she had cancer and was in the late stages. After six months of treatment, his mother dies, even when Ashon tried everything. That’s when one of the staff at the hospital gave him his mother’s belongings which consisted of her old phone with a voice note and a letter which had a message of a long lost relative. Ashon reads it and finds out that her mother was from a very wealthy family and that Ashon’s grandfather Adorn left Ashon with One billion dollars and realised the mistake he made by abandoning his daughter. Ashon then disappears for nine months trying to understand why his mother was abandoned and he later starts to uncover the secrets of the family including how the new president who is Ashon’s uncle of the manufacturing company named after Adorn is now in control and tricked Adorn into chasing out Ashon’s mother. Ashon starts to plot to take down his uncle and together with the help of his uncle who comes back from abroad, his childhood friend, and his former associates and starts to take down the president of the company together with His uncle's accomplices and close confidants.

Andra, a 20 years old young man, lives in loneliness after experiencing repeated heartbreaks from women. One day, he meets Riana, a 27 years old young widow with a young daughter named Luna. Riana, still traumatized by her failed marriage, finds comfort and warmth in Andra's presence. However, unbeknownst to them, Luna, Riana's 9 years old daughter, begins to develop similar feelings for Andra. Luna finds herself caught in unexpected and unrequited love. Meanwhile, Riana grows closer to Andra and hopes to build a serious relationship with him. Conflict arises when Luna's feelings come to light, straining the relationship between mother and daughter. Andra, unaware of Luna's emotions, finds himself caught in a difficult situation. He must choose between his growing love for Riana and his guilt toward Luna.

Who's to say that their arranged marriage won't also be a disaster? Isn't love underrated? Love's never enough in a marriage, so why bother with it in the first place? Is it to prove to everybody else that they're different and won't hurt each other?

In the far reaches, Tron belonged to the Kyrexo Loop, a place without a past or future. The Ghosts, creatures born from histories, and the Harbingers, the only humans who could resist, were unaware of Tron's existence. He was a Blank, the deception of fate. Neither human nor monster. Others were trying to escape the ancient prison. To get a chance for freedom, Tron forged a contract with the Eye, a being higher than a god. His time was limited, soon he would turn into a monster. Now, under the threat of the Death Clock counting his hours, he had to become a human and break out of the fake life, discovering the rules and trials of an unknown world. All to achieve the ultimate emotion.

Dios ha muerto o solo nos abandono.

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

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

“What's done is done! Let's just forget it!” He said and acted nonchalantly, even though he was cowering in fear because something was telling him that the stranger in front of him didn't intend to let go. The man's frown increases and Hayden swears that the temperature in the room increases multiple times. After winning over his heart and stealing his first, this boy wanted to avoid responsibility, which made Zenos annoyed. “You want to run away from me?” He asked in annoyance, and suddenly Hayden found himself under the man without even knowing how. “I'm just…” Hayden wasn't able to finish his words before he was domineeringly kissed by the stranger. Zenos used his left hand to pin Hayden's hand on top of Hayden's head effortlessly. Hayden tried to struggle and blocked the stranger's tongue from dominating his mouth by pressing his lips against each other stubbornly, but the man unexpectedly bit Hayden's bottom lips, making Hayden yelp in pain. The man used that chance to clean all the taste of strawberries in Hayden's mouth, while his right hand continued to stroke Hayden's body wantonly. When Hayden was starting to go dizzy due to shortness of breath, he was released by the man's assault. He breathed in and out rapidly and thanked heaven for the chance to live again. “You can't run away from me… You are mine” Zenos growled into Hayden's neck possessively. Hayden felt a shiver run through his spine after hearing the stranger's words. His breath hitched as the man licked his earlobe and kissed his neck with extreme familiarity, domineeringly. “Mine,” the stranger proclaimed again. The stranger gave a low curse word and rolled off Hayden's shivering sensitive body, “I'll spare you because you're still in pain. You won't be as lucky next time” he said and lifted Hayden's chin to peck him one more time while Hayden stared dumbfounded. Cover isn't mine, found online My new bl novel is out: The Journey Of Chasing After The Transmigrated Straight Shou

In one swift motion, he caught her by the neck, his grip unyielding. Lara snarled and thrashed, but Killian’s strength was overwhelming. “You foolish, useless wolf,” Killian growled, his voice dripping with disdain. “You think you can defy me and live?” With a cruel smile, he threw Lara against a nearby tree, the impact shaking the ground beneath us. Pain tore through me as I felt every blow she endured. Lara tried to stand, but Killian’s foot pressed down on her, pinning her to the ground. “You’ll learn your place,” he hissed. “Both of you.” My body began to shift again, the pain unbearable as Lara was forced back, and I returned to my human form. Lying on the ground, broken and bleeding, I looked up at him with all the hatred I could muster. “I hate you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Killian’s expression didn’t change. And then, darkness consumed me.

"You might be the best killer in the underworld but that is all you are , a killer " Ivana spat out. Alara stayed silent. "A killer can't be a wife much less a mother. So why don't you make things easier for me and disappear. Rae will never marry you and your baby can't be raised by a killer ". she added. She felt a gush of wind blinking but then gasped . Alara had her table knife down on her neck , the coldness of both the steel on her neck and look in her eyes sent shivers down her spine. "Love put the knife down " Rae said to Alara. Ivana gulped still staring into the cold blood thirsty eyes down on her. she didn't seem to want to move . Rae stood up and gently took her hand from Ivana's neck , "Come on , let's get you some cake " he said to Alara. Suddenly her eyes turned soft as she dropped the knife and followed her fiancé off to the kitchen. ......... Sent to kill him but is now carrying his child . A deadly assassin must choose between the father of her child who refuses to let her go ,the organisation that is now threatening her family and the responsibilities of becoming a mother and wife.

In the quiet village of Eldermere, blacksmith Leora Swithen's life takes a shocking turn when the village hermit, Mannuel, reveals that she is the prophesied Redeemer—the one destined to save or doom the world. Skeptical and afraid, Leora dismisses the prophecy until an ancient relic awakens a hidden power within her. As monstrous creatures descend upon the village, Leora is forced to confront her newfound abilities. With the fate of her people in her hands, she must make an impossible choice—embrace her destiny or let fear consume her. The storm has begun, and her decision will shape the world’s future.

A weak, powerless boy in a modern-medieval world of monsters, powers, magic, and guns, on his way to become the strongest man in the world, but at what cost...? (WARNING: THIS NOVEL CONTAINS DARK, ADULT THEMES)

Seeing her in someone else's arms, why did it feel like he had lost the entire world?``` He couldn't understand why he was acting like this. The unknown and indescribable amount of emotions welling up within threatened to rip his heart apart. Moomal! He called out to her but only silence replied to him. She finally removed her hand from the lock. Before Huzaifa could understand what was going on she suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, locking him in a tight embrace. He was shocked by her sudden intimacy yet he subconsciously grabbed onto her waist and held her tighter to his body, their bodies were pressing against one another intensely that it seemed like they would melt into each another. "I hate that I love you so much..." Her soft words felt like a hammer to his heart, and the peace he had felt for two moments added to his distress even more. The pain he goes through. He still feels broken. Who will fix his cracks?

Ini menceritakan tentang perjalanan anak muda yang mempunyai mimpi setinggi alam semesta, ditemani burung kecil yang merupakan sahabat dekatnya, ia maju, melangkahkan kakinya pada arah masa depan yang tak terbayang. Untuk mencapai suatu keinginan pasti pengorbanan harus dilakukan, lalu apa pengorbanan yang ia berikan apakah itu teman, sahabat, orang tercinta, ataupun suatu kepemilikan seperti takdir? "Rasa sakit pasti akan ada disetiap langkah yang dibuat" itulah ucapnya, apakah kisah ini menceritakan tentang kesakitan atau kehilangan, kerinduan, kepahitan atau bahkan tentang Pemberontakan seseorang melawan garis hidupnya. .... Apa yang dia capai dengan tujuannya? Bagaimana hasilnya? Mari ikuti perjalanannya . . . . . . . . . . . Karya: ZER001 Ini hanyalah harsa saya sendiri dalam mengungkapkan kalpana yang fatamorgana. jika anda ingin tetap membaca, itu adalah hak anda, nikmati alurnya dengan bahagia jika anda menikmati, kritik dengan bebas jika anda membenci alurnya

Painful memories are like specters tormenting our existence. To face it, we must sometimes make a clean slate of our past and learn to live in the present moment. Unfortunately, it is not an option for Ishizora, who is suffering from amnesia after a fall in the forest. For him, the only thing that still gives a meaning to his life is a familiar voice that urges him to become stronger. Alone and left to fend for himself in the vast territory of Historia, renowned for its omnipresent wilderness and respect for traditions, he will encounter a young girl who will save his life using a mysterious power. During his quest for information to better understand his world, he will learn about the existence of "Geikas" — groups of people passing down ancestral knowledge from generation to generation. This is how the young Natsuki, met in town, will introduce him to the Shinzu Geika, a reclusive Geika that lives self-sufficiently in the forest. He will make new friends in this loving home and gradually adapt to his new way of life, but how long will these carefree days last? The Shinzuites seems to face their own threats… Where will his blind quest for strength lead him? Will the specters of the past ultimately prevail over the present? Profound truths and a terrible drama weigh on his future.

Los integrantes del grupo "FUNA" estarán en un Apocalipsis Zombie y tendrán que hacer lo que sea para sobrevivir.

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard

A single mother who gave up everything for her daughter but ended up being abandoned