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Dhruv Vikram Tattoo

I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop one. The one who only get laughs when someone else is making fun of him. Anyway, I was doing one such show in a bar and since I like dark humor, I was cracking jokes around that. The show I was doing was in a run down bar, frequently visited by wicked tattooed motor bikers sort of people. I spewed some humorous jokes but no one seemed to get them as they were not laughing or maybe they got the jokes, that’s why they weren’t laughing. All in all, they were ignoring me. Being ignored didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was starving to death, therefore, I decided to go darker. Though, I shouldn’t have done that. One of my jokes or maybe all of them triggered a man and as a result, he head-shotted me and I died on the stage. But see this : A man got triggered and he pulled the trigger. I did some word play here. But who cares. I am dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing and loving me and girls too. I am a true artist. I don’t care about money. All the money I would have earned I would be giving it to others. I would distribute 0.001 percent of all my money to the people in need. I don’t care about money at all. Nevertheless, a death is a death. So my story ended. Though, if there is an afterlife I would like to become a successful comedian, have a loving wife and have good enough money so I can afford only a three time meal and a humble private yacht or a jet will do too. I don’t care about money anyway. That was my dying wish. Though, I am using ‘though’ too much, don't mind. So yeah, as I was saying, I had that wish only if there was an after life and turned out… There really was an after life. Though, (‘though’ again?) it wasn’t what I wished for at all!!
KhyaaL · 4.9K Views

Beyond The Celestial Veil

Purity a lowercase, 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”
Bubbles2009 · 1.1K Views

Fatal Bindings of a Psychotic Lover

【Crazy Reborn × Foodie Transmigrator】 When he held the knife of self-destruction and pierced through the hearts of two people, he smiled and said that he wanted to be buried forever on Valentine's Day. Reborn on the day he first saw her in the mental hospital, Henry Smith was surrounded by twisted mental power. This time, he had sharpened the shackles in advance - even if he had to break all her wings, he would raise the holy sister into his exclusive creeper. Forced to become the affectionate female lead, Clara Jones stumbled back when she saw the wedding ring handed to her. When the boy wrapped her wrist with a blood-stained ribbon, she trembled and took out a chocolate bar: "Little brother, do you want some dark chocolate to calm your nerves?" On the day when Wenya's bamboo horse sent the wedding dress, he crushed the ribs that stored the crystal core; When the thunderous ability user Lei Ming came to save the scene, he broke the wrist bone of the man holding the gun. All men who try to take away her gaze are made into wandering puppet zombies. "All doomsday dawns should be burned to ashes", moist fingertips roll over the cream at the corner of her lips, "I want my sister's eyes... only reflecting the blood-colored aurora of the demon king." Sick Notebook Double main line before and after wearing the book: It turns out that the hidden layer of the wedding ring cut open by the original owner at the end contains her implicit love for the sick younger brother (pseudo-sea king true salvation) Reverse ability: Mental control madman × space materialization foodie (whenever there is a crisis, the female lead will materialize a luxury sashimi platter) Doomsday Rose Tattoo: The blood-stained white ribbon at the beginning → the satin ribbon wrapped around the wedding dress → the baby blanket ribbon throughout the article [heart] Now, the fox-eyed younger brother is tilting his head to untie your nurse's uniform buttons, and the ice ability user in the distance is collapsing—— Push open / Use cheese cake to block his mouth
ella337 · 1.3K Views

Divorced Once, My Ex-Husband Is Still Mine

[Warning: Mature Content] Zuri King's life changes dramatically when Lorenzo Rossi suddenly asks for a divorce. Despite being truly in love with him, she agrees without telling him she is pregnant. For four years, Lorenzo pretends to be dead in an accident and then comes back as Lorenzo Salvatore, the billionaire heir to one of the most powerful families in the world. Lorenzo is now engaged to the arch-rival of her family, while her family wants her to marry the rival of his family. However, Zuri craves only one thing—her ex-husband back, consequences be damned. He is aware that he cannot escape her. He really doesn't want to. He only wants to protect her because she's unpredictable and never plays it safe. What happens when Zuri falls into his world much deeper than ever after she learns the true reason for their divorce and his disappearance? What happens when Lorenzo learns that they actually have a strong tie that they are going to protect at all costs? ~ Excerpt "What makes you think you can keep me here for two days?" He grabs my chin, tilting my head up, and leans in, his face inches from mine. His hot breath washes over me, sending a shiver of excitement crawling through my veins. "Because I have power over you, Enzo," I press my hand to his chest and tease open the first button of his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest beneath. "Power?" he asks, his rough voice barely above a whisper, drawing my gaze back to his beautiful face. He looks so curious. So cute! "Out of all the clubs in New York, you chose Cora's. And let's be real, baby boy, no man ditches his fiancée for his ex-wife." I yank his shirt with a fierce tug, sending buttons flying across the floor.
Mystic_Fantasy73 · 3K Views

Bad for You

Innocence was never meant for the addictive…  Addiction was something Krit Corbin accepted as part of his nature a long time ago. He decided to embrace it and flip his finger at the rules. Women had always been the number one thing on his list of addictions. He couldn’t get enough. Being the lead singer in a rock band had only made access to his favorite addiction that much easier. Being alone was the only thing Blythe Denton understood. The small town minister’s family that raised her hadn’t accepted her as their own. The minister’s wife had always made sure Blythe understood just how unworthy she was of love. When Blythe is sent away to college and given a chance to finally be free of living as an unwanted burden, she looks forward to having peace in her life. Being alone isn’t something that bothers her. She escapes reality in the stories she writes. However, the ridiculously sexy tattooed guy who keeps throwing parties in the apartment above hers is driving her crazy. For starters, he doesn’t treat her like she would expect a guy with a different woman always hanging on his arm to treat someone as uninteresting as her. She looks nothing like the gorgeous women she sees parading in and out of his apartment, but for some strange reason he keeps showing up at her door. During a party at his apartment, Krit’s new neighbor comes to the door with her long brown hair pulled up in a messy knot and a pair of glasses perched on her cute little nose. She wants him to turn down the music, but he convinces her to stay. Krit Corbin may have just found his biggest addiction yet. And Blythe Denton realizes too late that she’s finally been claimed. by Abbi Glines
hizer0778 · 22.9K Views

Born in apocalypse

[Alternate Title: Born In Apocalypse With True Fusion] [Alternate Title: Endless Evolution In The Apocalypse] ********** The life where Dhruv had it all – a caring family, loyal friends, and a fulfilling job. Suddenly his life took an unexpected turn for the worse, and he lost everything in his life. His family was raped and then murdered, his friends left him, and he found himself in prison for crimes he wouldn’t have even dreamed of committing. He was falsely accused of stealing from his company and then in the heat of the moment killed all his family members. He couldn’t even die in peace and was constantly getting bullied and tortured… But like everything else even his situation evolved as the ‘COSMIC EVOLUTION’ arrived on his solar system. With COSMIC EVOLUTION comes the power to evolve any and everything. Swords and Magic lays in everyone's hands as they try to clear the quest. But in this contest not everyone was equal... In this new era of evolution, Dhruv became the Chosen One. With his immense magical power, he began his journey to conquer everything there is to conquer… Ahhh! And Yes, how can he forget about getting revenge…. ********** The novel is filled with evolution, and fusion while its worlds are filled with monsters, quests dungeons, and whatnot. Whatever you need to satisfy your addiction is all here.. so be sure to enjoy it. If you are still reading then be sure to check out... the first few chapters might appear as rough but I guarantee you it will only get better and better.
COSMIC04 · 1.2M Views

The Devta's Chosen

Book Description for The Devta's Chosen In the heart of modern-day Delhi, an ancient force stirs, and Arjun Mehta is thrust into a battle that spans realms, gods, and monsters. Arjun, a struggling young man caught in the chaos of city life, never expected to be a hero. But when a strange cosmic rift opens in the sky, unleashing terrifying creatures known as the Asuras, his world is forever changed. Armed with the Divya Astra, a celestial sword imbued with divine power, Arjun discovers he has been chosen to protect the fragile balance between the realms of mortals and gods. As ancient secrets unravel, Arjun must confront not only the monstrous forces that seek to breach the world, but his own doubts and fears. With the help of powerful allies like Vikram, the Guardian of Delhi, and Radhika, a warrior monk from the Jyotirlinga Order, Arjun embarks on a dangerous quest to stop the Asuras and their dark leader, Kiritan, from tearing the realms apart. But the path to victory is fraught with peril. The sword Arjun wields is more than a weapon-it's a symbol of the immense responsibility he must bear. As he delves deeper into the mystery of the breaches, Arjun must come to terms with his destiny and the burden that comes with being The Devta's Chosen. The Devta's Chosen is an epic tale of adventure, self-discovery, and ancient mythology brought to life in a modern world. Perfect for fans of fantasy, mythological epics, and stories of ordinary heroes rising to greatness, this book will take you on a thrilling ride through battle, magic, and the eternal struggle between light and darkness.
ANKUSH_DHILLON · 1.6K Views

Indenture

Gazing lifelessly down at the thin Japanese sword in her clenched hand, the fifteen-year old's dull brown eyes followed each drop of crimson liquid hang off the tip of the sword and land soundlessly on the ground. "Celestia." The voice of a familiar creature reached her human ears. Her gaze trailed up to meet her masters pair and this initiated his anger but she remained emotionless as he began to complain. "What the hell was that just now? I've been training you for the last ten years and I don't remember you fighting with the speed of a snail. I wouldn't have been surprised if these weak demons killed you." The straight black strands of Celestia's silky hair sway slightly under her hood as she stepped off the pile of dead bodies. The sharp weapon she summoned earlier transformed into light, allowing itself to be absorbed by the tattoo on the palm of her hand. The male glared as she disregarded his last words and spun on her heels, intending to leave the sickening scene. "How many times have I told you to not act like that towards me?" His form materialised in front of her, this allowing his long fingers to wrap around her neck. Celestia choked as her body was driven back and smacked against one of the trees in the vast forest. He released her once her face grew pale and watched smugly as she coughed and desperately inhaled as much as oxygen as she could. She bowed stiffly towards her master as soon as she managed to sort herself out. "I apologize, Zerro." His lips formed into a cruel grin and he unexpectedly planted a kick in her stomach causing Celestia to hit against the rough bark a second time. "You are just a weapon…nothing else." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ During a majority of her life, Celestia suffered through misfortune after misfortune, thanks to the demon, Zerro, who tricked her into creating a contract with him. When Han, a new student transfers to her school, he makes it his mission to help lift away her suffering. Will he succeed or will Zerro stop him from doing so?
KHRIKY · 152.8K Views

Shadows of Kesha

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...
ProudlyTee · 75.9K Views
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