Stiffened Felt

Until dimensional rift came to an existence, the entire world used to be normal; however, from these rifts, monsters emerged, causing chaos around the world, ruining everything gradually... Humanity felt powerless against them. Being hopeless, they were searching for a safe place. But there was no longer a safe place available, the menacing beats were roaming outside. Suddenly, a pop-up window appeared in front of them it felt like it was straight from a video game or pages from a novel. …… [SYSTEM: YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO BE A PLAYER]

The journey of a ridiculously normal guy to vigilantism. Kayne felt he was unlucky because of the standards he was forced to live with,the expectations he didn't ask for,he just felt like he was out of place until an encounter with a "stone" which eventually helped him in escaping his "world"

When Fang Yuan found himself reincarnated into a world that was filled with martial artists, evil spirits and strange people that were able to possess extraordinary power, he had to admit that he was a little panicked. Just when he felt that he would have to spend the rest of his life as an ordinary person, a system prompt flashed in front of his eyes. [System has been activated...] .... Many years later, Fang Yuan looked at the enemies that surrounded him and felt embarrassed. "I swear! I'm not an Outer God!", he couldn't help but say. Staring at the bloody throne that Fang Yuan was sitting in, the pile of corpses at his feet and the red tentacles that were poking out of his body, his enemies were rendered speechless. Tags: Horror, Dark, System, Anti-hero, Overpowered Protagonist, Mystery

A long journey. A sad but heart felt one. This will be a long story.

Tanya felt betrayed after her husband brought it another woman as her co wives despite all they have been through together and the love they shared. she thought she wouldn't like the wife but found herself sexually attracted to her

When Aria turned five her grandmother told her that their family has never been blessed with a mate and not having a mate doesn't mean they won't find love. When Aria turned eighteen, her desire to have a mate became stronger because her best friend whom she had a crush on found his mate and the pure joy in his eyes when he told her about the mate bond, place a emptiness in her heart. "You are special, Aria. You have the power to turn back time." That was what her grandmother told her when she claimed she was cursed and even though she was not satisfied with that answer, she never asked again. Two years later, Aria got a call from the hospital and found out that her grandmother has been poisoned and the only way for her to save her grandmother was to accept this deal made by the Alpha of the Shadow Moon pack "Marry Alpha Tristan, have him fall for you and then kill him." It was the only way to saved her grandmother so she agreed despite knowing that she was walking into a lion den, because how was she going to kill a man who despite losing both his sight and his mate, command enough power and authority to still be called a Alpha. How will Aria feel when she realized that the man she has been task to kill has been waiting for her for five lifetimes? What situation will Aria find herself that will require her to turn back time and what price will she pay for altering time itself? ----------- Excerpt Aria felt uneasy by his silence and wondered if it was the right moment to use the techniques, Hailey has taught her. Taking a deep breath, Aria stepped closer and closed her eyes as she brushed her lips against Tristan's. Tristan stiffened when he felt her lips on his and without thinking, he immediately pushed her away. Seeing the angry look on his face, Aria felt like it was all over; she was definitely going to be killed now. But Tristan expression was shadowed by more than anger. How had she gotten so close without him sensing her? And why--why was his heart racing like this?

But it wasn't just fear, she was irresistibly drawn to a stranger. She wanted him to touch her, to kiss her. Gillian’s legs were giving way from an inexplicable desire. She had never experienced anything like this. She wouldn't say she loved him, but she still felt sympathy. And then one meeting, Asher Christian swallowed her up. Asher leaned over, and she pressed herself into the bark. In her zeal to keep their bodies from touching, she overdid it and scratched her back, and badly. She felt a burning sensation. “You need to be careful.” The voice flowed like a pleasant wave. His fingers wandered over her bare skin and gave a short kiss to her lips. "Asher Christian! If you kiss me again, I will--" "What will you do? Bite me?" And then he pinned her to the wall.

Quin stared at the beautiful figure encased in ice. Truly there was not another who compared to her perfection. Quin could not stop himself as he reached his hand out and traced her jawline. He felt a breeze caress his face. But it wasn't a breeze. The smoke of frozen breath appeared from the statues' mouth. She was alive.

She closed her eyes waiting for the worse . . . "Please, don't hurt me." Instead of pain, she felt his hand moving across her face. . . "I won't, after all, are you not my master?" (A slow-pacing action, romance, fantasy, a little bit of psychology and realism)

As a professional football player in Manchester, my life revolves around training, games, and staying in peak physical condition. My focus was always on the game, but everything changed when I became the victim of a scam, losing $79,000. The financial blow was severe, but the emotional toll was even worse. I had always prided myself on making sound decisions, but being deceived left me feeling vulnerable, embarrassed, and overwhelmed. It was hard to concentrate on my training knowing I had made such a huge mistake. The anger and helplessness I felt were overwhelming. I spent hours researching ways to recover my lost funds, but most options seemed either too complicated or too good to be true. It seemed like every recovery service I came across required exorbitant upfront fees or made unrealistic promises, leaving me feeling more discouraged with each new search. For a while, I felt like there was no way out. Just when I was about to give up hope, a teammate reached out to me with a recommendation that changed everything: Digital Tech Guard Recovery. contact with WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 contact @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com At first, I was skeptical. I had heard of similar services before, but they often seemed too risky or unreliable. The idea of trusting someone again with my money felt uncomfortable. However, my teammate reassured me that Digital Tech Guard Recovery operated differently. They didn’t require any upfront fees, which gave me some peace of mind. With nothing to lose, I decided to give them a shot. From the moment I contacted Digital Tech Guard Recovery, I could tell they were different. Their team was professional, attentive, and genuinely empathetic to my situation. They took the time to understand the details of my case, patiently explained the process, and outlined a clear, transparent plan to recover my lost funds. There were no promises of immediate results, but the approach felt legitimate, and I appreciated their honesty and dedication. Over the next few weeks, Digital Tech Guard Recovery worked diligently, keeping me updated on their progress. To my surprise, they successfully recovered a significant portion of my lost funds. The relief I felt was immense—both financially and emotionally. I could finally focus on my career again, knowing that I had made the right choice in trusting Digital Tech Guard Recovery. This experience taught me to be more cautious in the future, but also showed me that there are still people out there who are committed to helping others recover from such devastating situations.

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

When the most feared Mafia CEO, laid eyes on her,a beautiful and innocent cafe worker, he was irreparably drawn to her. His obsession with her grew exponentially, and for the first time, he felt vulnerable. As they navigated their whirlwind romance, they both struggled with the danger and uncertainty that came with loving each other. Falling for each other felt like both a crime and a blessing, threatening to upend their worlds forever.

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What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

“ You just had to go roaming around where you shouldn't have been, Avon. ” Endros seethed, gripping my shirt as he pushed me against the brick wall. My eyes glanced at the dead body and then to my Friend with the blood of the corpse on the ground. “ You. . . What the hell..? ” I mumbled. Endros just chuckled and kissed my cheek gently, making my eyes widen. “ I apologize for what I'm about to do to you now, But then again. . . You've brought this upon yourself. ” With that, I felt a strong sting in my neck. . . Within seconds, I felt my vision turn red and woozy as I collapsed onto the ground. .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   . WARNING :: This book Includes Kidnapping, Slurs, LGBTQ, Murder, Mass Murder, Insanity, Smut ( Sexual Scenes ). You have been warned, Enjoy your read. .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   . This Is Created By IMPERIALSBILL On Wattpad And Posted Originally On WebNovel By NEZUU .

Winter is an orphaned girl who works as a barista in an old-fashioned English café called Café Guifi. She lives in a small cottage house together with her bright cat, Lady Matilda McMuffin. On a scorching summer day, a mysterious gentleman appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be Cait Sìth. The legendary “casanova,” “King of Cats,” and “the soul of England,” that everyone deemed to be an urban legend. Torn between attraction and annoyance, Winter concluded that there was more to the man than meets the eye. Finding herself trusting him more. She invites Winter to ride the Galaxy Express Railway, a one-way ticket to see the universe. **SNIPPET** “W-Where are you taking me?” Winter finally finds the courage to talk again, despite the fact that she was still sensitive to the eerie and mysterious atmosphere that surrounded them. Her skin was drenched in cold sweat, which caused the muscles throughout her body to stiffen up. “Stay. And you'll find the answer to your question.” He removed her mask—gave an oh-so-charming smile, blue eyes glistening with mischief. She ought to be screaming and crying for help right now. Nevertheless, there was something within this person, or rather this being, that had entranced her in so many ways—causing her to be anxious, frightened, and completely mystified at the same time. ** OTHER STORIES: Too Gay for You: You Give me Heart Eyes Miss Not so Typical: Consider me Humored Join the discord: https://discord.gg/mCBYVgW8MH

Arthur Celeste is riencarnated in another world, he finds himself stronger than normal

It hurts, doesn't it?" he murmured, his voice a dark caress that sent a shiver down her spine. Amelia nodded, her eyes never leaving his as she felt the wetness between her legs grow even more. With a smug smile, Enzo's hand moved from her thigh to cup her left breast, his thumb flicking over the nipple. It was a gentle touch, almost soothing after the sting of his slap. But she knew it was a prelude to something more. He leaned over her, his hard length pressing against her thigh. She felt a thrill of fear and anticipation. This was it the moment she'd been dreading and craving all at once. He reached for his belt, unbuckling it with a smoothness that spoke of experience. Her eyes widened as he freed his cock, standing tall and proud before her. It was thick and long, a stark contrast to the tenderness of his earlier touch. She knew what was coming, and she was both scared and excited. "Look at me, Amelia," he whispered, his eyes dark with need. She met his gaze, her breath shallow and uneven. He positioned himself between her legs, his hand guiding himself to her entrance. Her body tensed as she felt the tip of his erection against her. "Relax," he murmured, his voice soothing despite the intensity in his eyes. "This will only hurt for a moment."

In a world where vampires and humans coexist, Princess Winter is forced into an arranged marriage with Prince Ryker, a mysterious and powerful vampire prince. As Winter navigates the complexities of royal politics and supernatural threats, she uncovers dark secrets that changed her life forever. Extract..... Winter's thoughts swirled as she descended into the castle's grand hall. Her father, the king, stood beside a tall, dark-haired figure. The vampire prince. "Ah, Winter, my dear, this is Prince Ryker," her father announced, his voice booming. She felt her heart stop beating as she stared at this handsome creature; he was very pale but different from how books described them to be; she felt Emma stiffen with widened eyes; "I am dying, princess." Winter swallowed hard as she clenched her fist. Prince Ryker's piercing gaze seemed to bore into her soul.

Was I just bought for 500 million ..he pushed me against the wall and sucked on my lips nibbling on it his hot sweet tongue entered my mouth I felt his fangs grazed my neck his hands finding their way underneath my shirt

It was a normal day, so normal that Evan, the main protagonist of the story, found it suspicious, the family he is living with, treated him kindly, all his classmates are friendly, and most people who he knew are very considerate of him, that was all normal, but he felt the behavior of the people around him to be strange, though he did not know what was unnatural, and why he felt that way. Join Evan as he navigate the first of many mysterious horrific phenomenon he would experience in his life, would he be able to escape and go back to his normal life or would he sink deeper in the endless nightmare in horror. This is a story is about a boy and his companion, and how they tried to survive the endless trials of an evil god, while threading carefully between both dreams and reality, or traversing in between.

“So, this is the end, huh?” As proud as I was to have mastered my favorite game, it still felt bittersweet to see it come to an end. [Would you like to play the next cycle? YES/NO] “What the hell?”

As the last of the mist was expelled from her lips the man holding onto her stiffened further. He could only watch on helplessly as her silver eyes that used to glower at him with disdain slowly dim. His hands quiver out of despair and helplessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Do not fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't permit you to die!" The woman's pale face splashed with bits of blood rose into a weak disdainful smile. "You-*gasp..still want *gasp to act better than me..in the end*cough-" His eyes redden as another splash of red covers her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..." "-Chuanli*cough my guqin from master,...you hold onto it for me...ok?" Her last sentence was a faint weak whisper before her eyes flutter close shaking his heart and rattling his mind. "Lan Biyu!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

Kara Silver: 26, singer in a very famous 6-member band: The Krystals. She is from the planet, Volta in the universe of Xynph. Holder of the fury of the phoenix. She is always ready to sacrifice anything for her loved ones. Ryle Mason: 25, The Director of the most powerful organization that deals with alien criminals: The OENAC. He is known as a genius but with a heart of ice(literally). Everyone knows him as the cold guy who doesn't believe in romantic love and has never felt it. The two of them must work together, despite their opposite personalities to protect their respective loved ones from a mutual threat. Will the man with a stone-cold personality who never trusts anyone and has never felt the emotion of love, be able to learn to care for the girl with a heart of gold?

"Am I going to die" He thought as he looked at the sky that was dyed red. Raindrops fell on his body which was covered with blood and injuries which looked horrifying. He looked around to see mountains of human corpses. Whether it was strangers or allies, he felt sorrowful as humanity was going to be extinct and he wasn't able to stop it. He felt his consciousness was leaving his body as he couldn't keep his eyes open for much longer. He closed his eyes as his heartbeat rang slower and slower. The only thing valuable on his body that hasn't been broken to pieces seemed to be the silvery, white ring that was adorned on his right hand's middle finger. As his heart was about to stop beating, white light started to appear around him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter length-1000~3000 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Her name is Naagin. The chosen one with a twisted fate, twisted past and twisted future. The last daughter of Hijirar. Her love for Ovie was the anger she felt towards Huck. She was not just a lover but a killer. That was who she was.

a alien comes to tha earth and mets with the richest woman of Korea and they fell in love ...she felt first...he felt harder... but their story is is not so smooth it is full of problems... there is also a love triangle here....

the sound, you know it's just vibrations , then the music can really touch you, can really be felt , Do you want to feel it?

The screams grew louder, and Adrien stepped forward, ready to dominate the night like only he could. Every light, every sound, every heartbeat in the arena felt like it was under his control. Until he saw her. It was a flicker, at first, in his side vision, but then it punched him in the chest like an uppercut. His voice stammered for an instant, a hesitation that passed so quickly no one else seemed to catch. Adrien felt it. Blinding lights and shrill screams filled the atmosphere. She stood there amidst the chaos, front row, her eyes locked unflinchingly with his. He knew those eyes. The microphone in his hand felt more heavy, his fingers tightening because something raw and unexpected clawed at his carefully constructed composure. All of the stage, crowd, control, slipped—if only for a heartbeat. She's here. Why now? Why here? Adrien's silver eyes darkened as his mind ran, but his body betrayed nothing. He managed to force a smirk, took a step forward, commanded the crowd as if nothing had happened. But, under the spotlight, his pulse thundered in his ears. For years, he had built himself into an unshakable force, a man who bent the world to his will. But tonight, with one look, she reminded him what it felt like to lose control. And she knew it. ___________ Warning: "My story is slow-paced, and the plot progresses gradually, so if you don't prefer slow-paced stories, this one might not be for you. This story also contains some violent scenes, and the bullying can be quite intense at times. If you find such content hard to tolerate, it’s better to skip this story."

darknes that’s what Damian felt when he died, but after a while he saw the light. he awoke in this unknown place filled to the brim with blood craving creatures, and h has to fight to survive. he has to fight so he doesn’t die again and reach the top of the world. My Gmail: itsmedemon33@gmail.com