Louis Tattoo

I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.

Logan Hayes was trouble itself. You could tell just by looking at him—from the tattoos marking his skin to the roar of his motorcycle, to the way he carried himself like he owned the world. He had the entire college wrapped around his finger. Harper Reed hated trouble. She avoided it like the plague, believing it was something to run from, not get caught up in. As the dean’s perfect daughter, she spent her life following the rules, burying herself in books, and staying as far away from it as possible. Until a viral scandal shatters her reputation, leaving her with only one option: fake-date the very guy she was supposed to avoid at all costs. But he only agreed because she claimed she knew something no one else should know. The rules are simple: No feelings. No falling for each other. But when his cousin, Damian, returns to drag Logan back home after he ran away, the line between love and loyalty blurs. Damian is no different—ink covering his muscular skin, icy blue eyes that bore into you, carrying the same dangerous energy as Logan. Now, Harper finds herself stuck in the middle of two bad boys, surrounded by chaos and full-blown drama.

For centuries,the kingdom of Joseon has hunted down sorcerers and shift shapers branding them as demon and erasing them from history.Moon Sihyun,the last known surviving demon sorcerer,has spent his life in hiding,concealing the dark tattoos that mark him as a threat.But when he and his twin brother are captured,he's thrown into the heart of the palace,straight into the hands of Jin Muwon,the crown prince cursed to die before his 30th birthday. The only cure?The young blood of a demon sorcerer.Bound by an ancient ritual,Sihyun is force into a dangerous ritual,one that demands he stay close to the very man whose family slaughtered his kind.Muwon drains Sihyun's magic,inching closer to survival.But the longer they're together,the more their fates tangle in ways neither of them expect. Yet Sihyun has a plan.He doesn't intend to simply be used and discarded.He plans to burn the kingdom to the ground,and when another demon sorcerer,Ryu Vanyul, appears in the shadows whispering of revenge,the choice becomes clear,Sihyun must choose:revenge or love? Will he break the curse or destroy the man bound to it? #BL #HistoricalFantasy #EnemiesToLovers #CursedPrince #DarkRomance #SlowBurn #ForbiddenMagic #SorceryAndRevenge #FatedLove #KoreanMythology

"They called me trash... but they forgot what trash becomes when it burns." Karlous Delimare Kaiser Phoenix — the disgrace of the Phoenix noble bloodline. Mocked by siblings, ignored by his magical prodigy mother, and labeled unworthy by the very blood that runs through his veins. In a world where strength is everything, he was destined to be forgotten… until the universe made a mistake. Waking up in a body that is not quite his own, Karlous finds himself in a realm of luxury, pain, and mystery. His memories shattered, his soul cursed, and his future uncertain — yet something ancient stirs within him. A pendant glowing with divine energy. Shadows that fear his chants. Tattoos that pulse with void lightning and purple flames. But this world is not kind to the different. As Karlous begins to awaken powers long lost to legend — the Void Arts, Divine Flame, and Mastery — he must battle not only monsters and traitors, but his own family, teachers, and fate itself. Thrown into magical duels, political schemes, and a rising storm of chaos, Karlous will rise not as a chosen one... But as the one they never saw coming. The Outcast. The Void. The Phoenix.

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him. One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence. That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker. Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death. But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that. Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there. But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money. Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way. Because, well—there was an afterlife. And it was absolutely not what I wished for. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

# Reborn as the Dark Dragon: The Princess Sacrifice Begins... ## Genre Tags - Isekai/Transmigration - Fantasy - LitRPG (DnD-inspired) - Kingdom Building - Monster Evolution - Romance - Beast-folk Elements - Single Female Lead ## Synopsis Su Nian wakes up to find himself reborn as the most feared creature in a fantasy world - a menacing dragon that everyone wants dead. His confusion only grows when he discovers a trembling young girl seeking refuge near him. But that's just the beginning of his extraordinary transformation. As multiple system interfaces suddenly activate: - The War & Conquest System - The Evolution System - The Villain System These systems mysteriously begin to merge, granting him unprecedented powers. ## World Reactions The news of his emergence sends ripples across different factions: - **Royalty**: "Spare my life! Take my daughter instead!" - **Heroes**: "I shall rescue the princess from the evil dragon!" - **Gamers**: "Wait, what? There's no boss fight scheduled in the starter village!" - **Other Dragons**: "You dare call that THING a dragon? That's a monster!" - **The Gods**: "Stop! The divine realm is crumbling!" ## The True Nature When Su Nian, now known as Waterhouse, emerges as the world's first capitalist dragon with a hundred nuclear reactors within him, even Satan himself can't help but admire: *"Impressive. Someone tattoo this black dragon on my body."* ## Unique Features - Sweet romance with single female lead - Kingdom management elements - Unique blend of modern technology and fantasy - Multiple system integration - Strategic progression --- *A tale that combines classic dragon fantasy with modern twists, where being the villain might just be the beginning of something greater...*

** The Saga of Souls ** In the depths of pain and weakness, lives **Ethan**, a boy who faces bullying and humiliation every day. Despite it all, he returns home with a fake smile to comfort his sick mother, helping her with dinner and cleaning the house with kindness. But one dark night, while releasing his heartache with screams in the forest, he falls into a deep pit. There, he discovers a mysterious chess piece, which merges with his arm, causing excruciating pain, leaving behind a glowing bull tattoo. With every step he takes, Ethan realizes that this power is not just a gift, but a test. Will he use it to seek revenge on a world that wronged him, or to discover his true self? --- A tale full of mystery, power, and incredible transformations. **"The Saga of Souls"...** When pain turns into power, destiny is reshaped. But little by little, he learns that he is not the only one who is different............... soon

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

Brave individuals who travel beyond safe beaches have been plagued by terrible stories of sirens with deadly beauty and tunes that steal brains for as long as ships have flown. Presuming the life of young Captain Seraphine's father, a seasoned sailor washed ashore with unusual, magical tattoos scorched into his skin, these terrible tales For Seraphine, these tales have little significance; however, when she finds her father's abandoned ship floating on the sea, she understands there is only one path forward—to learn what happened and honor his name. But no one dares to join her on her journey because they believe curses follow women near water. Equipped with her father's blueprints and an iron will, Seraphine sails alone across the Seven Seas to meet the relentless storms, ghostly whispers, and forbidden waters. But one beautiful night her net catches an injured merman fighting the iron threads instead of fish. Uncertain but fascinated, Seraphine lets him aboard without knowing that this unusual creature bears the keys to the darkness she is searching for. Between loyalty to his community and developing love for Seraphine, Rowan, the merman, finds himself divided. They negotiate a dangerous half-truth territory where the sea and heavens entwine in a maze of secrets together. With every wave, Seraphine is approaching the truth even at a cost. Old powers seeking to claim both of them draw their attention as they walk farther. The Merman's Lure offers a horrible tale of love, dishonesty, and the thin line separating mankind from mythology, therefore it forces Seraphine to choose whether the answers she searches are worth the darkness they unleash.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

“Inked Shadows” is a gripping dark romance that delves into the intertwined lives of a haunted tattoo artist and a woman seeking solace through art. The tattoo artist, a former soldier grappling with the echoes of his traumatic past, finds his world turned upside down when he meets a mysterious woman who walks into his shop desperate to cover up the scars of her own heartbreak. As they share their stories through ink, their connection deepens into a passionate love that transcends their painful histories. However, as secrets emerge and shadows from the tattoo artist’s military past resurface, their relationship is put to the ultimate test. With external forces threatening to tear them apart, they must confront their demons and decide whether love can heal their wounds or if the darkness will consume them both. “Inked Hearts” is a journey of healing, trust, and the transformative power of love that challenges the boundaries of pain and vulnerability.

When up-and-coming rock band decides to get matching tattoos before a gig, they choose a design inspired by a set of strange, symmetrical symbols one of them saw on their guitarist’s arms—markings that he could not explain and was desperately trying to hide. Then when one of the band members shares a photo of their new tats online, to celebrate their bond The image spreads further than expected, catching the attention of a shadowy figure who has been scouring the globe for anyone bearing those exact markings. Because if the symbols are real—not just copies—then one of them is special. As the band members begin suffering violent, unexplainable accidents one by one, paranoia sets in. Someone is hunting them. Someone who believes that one of them, because of the markings, possesses impenetrable skin—a gift worth killing for. Now, the band must uncover the truth behind the symbols, their drummer’s mysterious past, and the deadly secret they never meant to share with the world. Friendship forged in music. Markings bound by fate.
And a predator who won't stop until he bleeds the truth from them.

STARBORN RENEGADES: ANTHEM OF THE FLAWED WHEN COSMIC CHAINS BIND THE FLAWED, WE SHATTER FATE WITH OUR IMPERFECTIONS. In the star-strewn void, Gene Accords dictate existence: the genetically "perfect" rule, while the Flawed face exile, execution, or recycling as living fuel. Under the banner of "Order," the Doctrine Conclave enforces this divine purge. HAYATE: THE COURIER OF CURSED STARLIGHT A rogue deliveryman navigating galactic fringes, Hayate carries two legacies: A rusted wrench inherited from his grandfather. The Stardust Eye embedded in his right socket—a curse granting fragmented precognition at the cost of erasing his most cherished memories. His latest job? Transporting the Conclave’s most wanted contraband: Rin, a living weapon. RIN: THE CRYSTAL BLADE OF CHAOS Her left arm pulses with Quantum Corruption, a crystalline force that severs Gene Accords. Each slash devours her existence, atomizing her soul to stardust. Labeled "Project CRY-VΩ7", she’s a relic the Conclave has hunted for millennia. Now, Hayate becomes her final courier—and unwitting shield. THE HUNT BEGINS When Conclave warships descend, the duo flees to the Liar’s Ocean, a cursed expanse drowning in forbidden history. But after Hayate touches a derelict Gene Forge, his Stardust Eye ignites, revealing a harrowing vision: —HE WILL BECOME THE CONCLAVE’S ULTIMATE EXECUTIONER, ANNIHILATING THE FLAWED. Meanwhile, Rin uncovers her origin in the wreckage of an ancient ark. A shattered datachain reveals her wrist tattoo’s truth: CRY-VΩ7 isn’t a serial number—it’s a weapons protocol. She’s not human. She’s a program. FATE OR REBELLION? Hayate’s choice: Submit to the genetic chains foretold by his cursed eye—or break reality to forge a new path. Rin’s truth: Is she a blight to erase, or the key to shattering the Accords?

Lyra, an anxious young woman in Port-Louis, France helps her father, a successful businessman, restore and refurbish an abandoned hotel with the idea to get it running again. However, finding even hired hands to help is a challenge due to ghastly rumors circling about. "L’Hôtel Hanté", as the locals call it, is a promising business venture but is the possible payoff worth the mysterious risks that present themselves to those who dare climb past the first floor? Art by Cordelia Carlin

A story about man named Sebastian Heinrich,just ordinary man who one night he saved a drowning boy in the lake.After that he found himself reincarnated as a character in his novel as Louis Roosevelt THE WORLD UPSIDE DOWN. He will face a difficult journey,as he enter the world where all impossible things come true(AWAKEN,PATHWAYS,MAGICAL CREATURE) will Sebastian be able to return to his original world???

Aniaba, prince d’un royaume africain, quitte la cour de Louis XIV pour revendiquer son trône. Mais une trahison le conduit aux chaînes des négriers et à une mort certaine. Au seuil du néant, il conclut un pacte avec le redoutable Baron Samedi, un puissant esprit vaudou, et renaît en tant que "Main des Loas", investi d’un pouvoir terrifiant et d’une mission : briser le système esclavagiste. Dans un monde où magie et divinités se mêlent aux ambitions humaines, Aniaba découvre que la lutte pour la liberté est bien plus complexe qu’un simple affrontement entre oppresseurs et opprimés. Entre ses pouvoirs croissants et une rage dévorante qui menace de le détruire, il doit s’interroger : est-il un champion de la justice ou l’instrument d’un plan divin qui le dépasse ? Alors que les forces se déchaînent, Aniaba doit choisir entre sa soif de vengeance et la résilience d'un peuple qui crie à l'aide.

Hoshi Carmen Takada-Santos, better known as Hoshi Santos, might seem to be an ordinary biracial high school student living in Nara City, Japan, but his other self, the serious, strong, and cold Kuro, is a strong warrior who wields a scythe as his weapon. It’s been 4 years since his father, a Filipino shaman named Louis Santos, had died after banishing an evil entity, only known as Master Black Blood, into the underworld for his atrocities, Hoshi had to hide and conceal Kuro from anyone for his safety. But, Master Black Blood’s son, Master Demon Blood, would do anything to avenge for his father’s banishment from the overworld, and this also means killing Hoshi. This demonic entity also employs the help of Sha Sakiyama, a mercenary and expert on the use of shadow, to get rid of Hoshi. But, Hoshi isn’t alone in fighting the evil forces. His classmate, a reclusive and introverted ninja named Bokuto Sakata, decided to help him out because his father was a close acquaintance of Louis, and a girl named Saki Mizoguchi, who was secretly a mage and had a long family lineage of the use of magic. Dive into the world of both magic and modernity as their quest against the evil supernatural forces begins to unravel.

"May the new Story become yours — The Last Tattoo Artist of Stories" The story tells about a girl named Calcium, a recluse with no big money in her pocket, drinking ale in a tavern and dreaming of more. But fate itself had descended upon her. She turned out to be a Tattoo Artist of Stories... and the latter, because in the world where she lives, there are only legends about such people, about people who can rewrite their entire lives with just one glance. Our glorious recluse will have to learn about her strength, become stronger, learn about her rewritten history and memory loss, and fight for her life. telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

A romance between a business man named Magnus Chase and his arranged wife named Asher Louis. Their love story began when Asher cancelled her failed engagement with Magnus nephew and involved herself with Magnus to get revenge .

In a world torn between the heavens and the earth, where celestial dragons and ancient immortals reign, Ni Tian Xing was born into poverty and suffering. After destroying his own village with his own hands, he found his way to a mysterious master who taught him the Art of the Four Pillars a power that shakes worlds. But fate grants no peace; it only takes everything away... His master was slain in cold blood, and everything he had left was stolen from him. Now, bearing the Four Pillars Tattoo on his back, he carves his path through enemies like an unstoppable storm—seeking neither mercy nor regret. Those who stand in his way… see nothing but eternal darkness. "If you stand in the way of my vengeance… don’t blame me when your blood falls with the rain."

Gin was born with a Divine Mark—but without the contract with a Pure Beast it was nothing more than an empty tattoo. Mocked and powerless, he fought to survive in a world where strength determined fate. But one fateful night, everything changed when he form a contract with the Mutant beast

In a world where power is etched into the skin, where the blood of slain monsters fuels ancient magic, a young seafarer named Alon unknowingly changes his fate when he kills what he believes to be an ordinary giant octopus—only to discover it is a baby Kraken. Branded by its ink and marked by its blood, Alon awakens a power he does not understand, a force that calls to the depths of the ocean and stirs the interest of those who rule the seas. With only his spear, wits, and tattoos carved into his skin, he embarks on an odyssey through treacherous waters, hunted by empires, feared by island tribes, and stalked by beasts of the deep who seek vengeance for the blood he has stolen. Amidst floating islands, cursed seas, and lost civilizations, Alon must uncover the truth behind his newfound power—before it consumes him. The ocean is vast, its monsters are many, and the echoes of the Kraken’s wrath are never far behind. Author's Note: I'll try publish once every day, but no commitment to that this is my 3rd try but my first 2 are stop by busy schedule.

Luna, Severin, Alysia and Helicynth welcome you to the world of Dungeons and Dragons as they piece together a relic of the Goddess Mystra, defeat the shadow goddess Shar and save the lost soul Cioran, Luna's older brother all while fighting against a curse that's turning the world into stone

"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. 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. One thing's for sure he's no ordinary boy." "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 )

Destinee is a woman who lived her life through nothing but her sins and carnal desires. She never once looked back on her mistakes due to her pride, which corrupted her mind until that pride slowly turned to hubris. When Jesus returned and took all of his faithful servants to paradise, this left the nonbelievers and sinners to traverse a world with little left and diminishing signs of God's protection. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end. The sinners with sins that consumed their entire lives gained these tattoos known as Marks of the Beast and were given curses that granted them supernatural abilities, but each time these sinners used these powers, they would suffer the backlash of their sins within their minds and souls.

Nathalie Osborne has spent 282 years as an immortal assassin. She was consumed by vengeance against the secret mystical organization known as The Accord, the very group that burned her entire family to ashes in 1865. For centuries, she has hunted the last remaining descendants of The Accord, and in the year 2127 amidst the dystopian ruins of the United States as her prey finally resurfaces. It is then that Nathalie crosses paths with Nancy Young, an FBI special agent who bears an uncanny resemblance to her. Seizing the opportunity, Nathalie assumes Nancy’s identity, using it as a weapon to dismantle The Accord from within, especially its founding bloodline, the Atkinson family. But standing in her way is George Atkinson, believed to be the last surviving heir of the founders. Bringing him down, however, is no simple task. George, too, is immortal. And in the shadows, his father, Louis Atkinson, still pulls the strings, silently orchestrating The Accord’s every move with an iron grip.

If you blame the victim, then you stand for the perpetrator. — "You say a word and I'll step back. Tell me not to touch you," Louis murmured, his own control slipping as he admitted to his profound yearning for her touch. "Get away from me," she managed to whisper. "Mean it, Verena," he persisted, the insistence in his voice urging her to make a definitive choice. His hand advanced, inching closer to her neck, his touch lingering there momentarily before retreating, a delicate dance of desire. For a second, silence hung heavy in the air, pregnant with unspoken tension. Then, as if her inner turmoil had reached its peak, the words spilled from her lips. "I fucking hate you," she spat out. Without further hesitation, Verena surged forward, her hand finding its way to the back of his neck. In an instant, her lips crashed against his. — Verena Bradbury's life took a treacherous turn after a fateful party. Little did she know that her innocent decision to enter a villa with five strangers would result in her becoming a criminal and spending four years behind bars. Upon her release, Verena was consumed by a burning desire for revenge against Arriana Vandeleur and her accomplices, who had framed her. Determined to tear them apart, she meticulously plans her revenge. However, in a cruel twist of fate, Verena suddenly found herself burdened with heavy responsibilities she never could have anticipated: she was forced to become the wife of Louis Heisenberng, the most handsome and youngest billionaire in their country. Louis, driven by his dark obsessions, kidnapped Verena and enforced their union by forging their marriage certificate without a trace of hesitation. In a chilling race against time, Verena fought against the shackles of her forced matrimony and plotted her daring escape. As Verena delved deeper into Louis's world of privilege and power, she unravelled a sinister web of secrets and deceit. With each shocking revelation, Verena's determination to bring down her captor intensifies, no matter the risks involved. In "Ruins Of The Glory," Verena Bradbury found herself trapped in a thrilling rollercoaster ride of lies, betrayal, and desperation. Will she be able to break free from her nightmarish entrapment and expose the truth, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her? -Author's Books- WILDBLOOD (ongoing) Ruins Of The Glory (ongoing) Thee Spark (coming soon)

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

After the ancient crystal that held the magic of her world together shatters, Star and her friends must retrieve it before an evil that the gem locked away returns for revenge..