Scarab Beetle Tattoo

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

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

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

He shattered the heavens… and got isekai’d into a crazy desert survival game! Xu Tao cultivated for ten thousand years, defying death and destiny to reach the Divine Heaven Immortal Stage. But just as he touched the heavens— The heavens kicked him into a world based on a full-dive VR game. Now he’s got no Qi. No weapons, no cultivation… and no pants. Just a desert full of monsters, a glitchy “Lost System” that won’t shut up, and knowledge forged from millennia of clawing his way to the top. Enemies? Weaklings. Mystic beasts? Drop garbage loot. Level caps? He’s Xu Tao. He didn’t spend ten millennia chasing immortality just to get wiped by a scorpion in a tutorial-zone! But he’s definitely not here to play. He’s here to ascend—again. Even if this time, he has to grind EXP and punch sand beetles to do it. But wait... That's not all...? He could also... What?! ~~~ I'll be uploading at least three chapters daily, once every 8 hours on 00:05, 08:05, and 16:05 of GMT+8

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

Six teenagers. One war-torn world. And a fruit that changed everything. On the 84th day of hiding, after the skies burned with missiles and their homeland crumbled under a silent apocalypse, six teens emerge from a forgotten shelter only to find their world… no longer theirs. The ground is cracked with realm fractures. The sky bleeds twilight. And a strange fruit, glowing in the dark, offers power but at a cost. Each of them gains a mysterious half-tattoo, a Veinmark, symbolizing a power tied to an unknown realm. To unlock it fully, they must pass a cryptic test. Guided by a strange, unnerving figure known only as Riftling, they face evolving threats called Daevarian's beings that are far more than monsters. As realms shift and secrets unravel, the six must survive long enough to understand what they are… and what they’re becoming. But some truths come too late. Some powers come at a price. And in a world where time bends, shadows speak, and fate itself is fractured even heroes can vanish.

Dans la magnifique ère interstellaire, l'humanité a finalement développé la technologie de téléportation, mais lorsqu'ils essaient de se téléporter, ils ne sont pas envoyés dans le futur, le passé, ou sur une terre connue des hommes... Cet espace mystérieux est appelé le Sanctuaire de Dieu, où vivent de nombreuses créatures inconnues. Ici, les humains feront le plus grand bond dans leur évolution pour créer l'époque la plus glorieuse de l'histoire. "Scarabée noir à sang sacré tué. Âme de bête du scarabée noir de sang sacré acquise. Mangez la viande du scarabée noir de sang sacré pour obtenir de 0 à 10 points de geno aléatoirement."

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

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

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

"Can you do it, baby girl?" Drystan purrs in her ear, tattooed fingers digging into her hip, leaving bruises for her to admire later. She nods, incapable of speaking with Alexander's long fingers so deep in her throat. "So pretty," she hears Alexander praise, hazel eyes rising up to meet his forest greens in the kind of reverence that is only reserved for gods. "Will you be a good girl and let us fill you up?" His fingers leave her mouth with a pop, her teary eyes looking back at Drystan pleadingly. "Yes, please," she shakes, fingers clutching Alexander's shirt as Drystan stretches her. "Please, daddy," *

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

[Warning: MATURE/R-18 Content] Noah Asford, the son of the village chief. And also, he was a reincarnator, who accidentally died by an unexpected event. Since childhood, he was always considered smart by his friends. Shortly after he turned 5 years old, Noah couldn't help but be forced to not get his talent. Once when Noah went to do his work, the village where he lived was hit by an invasion from Giant Beetles. His father and mother died, he was the only one who managed to survive thanks to the help of the system. *** Others tags: Adventure, Weak to Strong, Strong to Stronger, Killed, Level Up, Revenge, Hated Protagonist, Academy, Netori, No incest, Princess, Priest, Hero, Knight, Dragons, Demons, Magic Mana, Divinity, Skills, Rewards, Potions, Training, Hard Training, Body Enchament, Spirits, Elves, Dwarfs, Necromancer, Beast Taiming, Beasts, Dryads, World Tree, Contract Spirits, Divinity, Holy Magic, Saints, Commander, Milf, Kings, Continent, Imperials, Nobles, Kingdoms, Tournament, Rivals, Emperors, Prince, Princess, Resistance, Conflict, War, Power Level System, Longevity, Cold Protagonist, Goddess, Strong Protagonist, Childhood Friend, Raped, Masochist, Loli, Mystery, Blessing, Hero, Demon King, Ruler, Pregnancy, Threesome, Foursome, Handjob, Blowjob, Armpits, Angels, Time Paradox, Godhood Slice of Life: WPC JUNE 2024 *** Donate me: Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/dylanhusand Paypal: paypal.me/dylanhusan *** Disclaimer: the cover on this book is not mine, hope u all understand. No Plagiarisme, No Rasisme, No Cultivation, No Yuri Simp! REMEMBER! NO NTR TO ALL PROTAGONIST WOMEN!

"Are you not kidding?" Travis asked, his deep voice laced with disbelief. "You want to get married... today?" Alice's eyes sparkled with mischief as she nodded enthusiastically. But little did Travis know, Alice's intentions were far from innocent. She had been reborn, given a second chance at life after a brutal murder at the hands of her stepsister, Octavia, and her former lover, Grant. With her memories intact, Alice was determined to exact revenge on those who had wronged her. And Travis, the brooding and handsome millionaire, was just the pawn she needed in her game of revenge. As Alice and Travis navigate their whirlwind engagement, secrets and lies begin to unravel. Octavia and Grant are still lurking in the shadows, waiting for their next victim. But Alice is no longer the naive and timid girl she once was. She's been reborn, and she's ready to take back control.

Kendall, une assassin reconnue, qui inspirait la terreur dans le cœur de ses ennemis. Kendall était connue pour être la meilleure parmi les meilleurs, et son alias 'Phénix' était murmuré partout dans le milieu souterrain. Cependant, le règne du Phénix fut de courte durée, et par ses propres manigances, qui plus est. C'est une chose horrible de perdre la personne que l'on aime le plus, surtout de manière tragique. Il semblait qu'elle fut poussée par la dépression totale de n'avoir rien et personne pour qui vivre. Par conséquent, elle donna tout ce qu'elle avait et détruisit complètement ceux qui lui avaient pris sa petite sœur. Cependant, après s'être sacrifiée pour sauver sa petite sœur, on ne s'attendrait pas à ce qu'une tueuse renaisse en tant que chenille, ou même scarabée bousier, mais voilà Kendall. Peut-être a-t-elle sauvé un pays dans une vie antérieure. Ou était-ce un bon karma d'avoir détruit une organisation d'assassins, elle se retrouve réincarnée en une jeune fille timide et obéissante de lycée rural. Harcelée par ses camarades de classe ? Des doubles standards de la part des enseignants ? Méprisée par son fiancé ? Alors que les défis surgissent et que la pression s'intensifie de la part de puissants conglomérats, elle rencontre Damien Chevalier, un homme avec une personnalité très directe. Il rencontre quelqu'un comme Kendall et ne peut contrôler son intrigue à son égard. La jeune dame était un mystère complet pour lui et tout ce qu'elle faisait le surprenait toujours. Leurs personnalités sont assez similaires à un certain degré. Bien que sa demande puisse faire lutter quiconque pour garder son sérieux. Elle frotte calmement son poignet et délivre un avertissement, "J'espère que tu ne regretteras pas de m'avoir provoquée." Derrière elle, un homme noble et beau apparaît de nulle part, prêt à tout pour la protéger et la soutenir. "Pourquoi ?" demande-t-elle. “Tu as sauvé mon grand-père, alors je me propose en retour. Un problème ?” répond-il avec un rire contenu.

I never asked to be the chosen anything. I had a nice enough life, if you enjoy communing with dead people, wrangling ghostly regrets, and being occasionally mistaken for a lost Victorian child. Harrowers don’t get holidays, and we certainly don’t get destiny. We get well-worn boots, crumbling field journals, and maybe—if we’re lucky—a thermos that doesn’t leak. I was fine with that. Then came the part where I accidentally got involved in a celestial conspiracy. You know, the usual: unraveling the fabric of fate, discovering I may or may not be some mythical thread-weaver, dodging bureaucratic Fae with sharp smiles and sharper agendas, and, most inconveniently of all, developing a highly inconvenient attraction to a certain exiled Huntsman of the Unseelie Court who looks he stepped out GQ: Gothic Edition and smells like rain. Alaric Fen. Yes, that Alaric. The one with the eyes like amber lightning and cheekbones you could cut yourself on. Now I’m trying to stop the Balance from folding like a wet towel, while two ancient Courts most humans are blissfully unaware about flirt with civil war, and everyone keeps looking at me like I’ve got the answers. I don't. I have tattoos I didn't sign up for, a fast-talking con artist for a best friend, and some stubborn hope that kindness still counts for something. So if you're looking for a grand epic of magic, love, betrayal, memory, and rebellion—well. Here we are.  Just… don’t expect me to smile about it. Come along if you'd like. I could use someone on my side. -Entry from the diary of Grey Wyrde

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

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

Kendall, a well-known assassin, that struck terror in the hearts of her enemies. Kendall was known for being the best among the best, and her alias 'Phoenix’ was whispered all over the underground scene. However, the Phoenix’s reign was short-lived and by her own machinations, nonetheless. It is a horrible thing to lose your most loved person, especially in a tragic manner. It seemed she was spurred by the complete depression over having nothing and no one to live for. Therefore, she gave it her all and completely destroyed the ones who took her younger sister from her.However, after sacrificing herself to save her younger sister. one would not expect a killer to be reborn as a caterpillar or even a dung beetle, but here we have Kendall. Maybe she saved a country in a past life. Or was it good karma for destroying an organization of assassins, she finds herself reincarnated as a timid and obedient rural high school girl. Bullied by classmates? Double standards from teachers? Looked down upon by her fiancé? As challenges arise and pressure mounts from powerful conglomerates,she meets Damien Knight, a man with a very straight-forward personality. He meets someone like Kendall and can’t control his intrigue about her. The young lady was a complete mystery to him and everything she did always surprised him. Both their personalities are quite similar to a certain degree. Though her request could make anyone struggle to keep a straight face. She calmly rubs her wrist and delivers a warning, “I hope you won’t regret provoking me.” Behind her, a noble and handsome man appears out of nowhere, willing to go to any lengths to protect and support her.”Why?” she asks. “You saved my grandfather, so I offer myself in return. Any problem?” he replies with a low chuckle.

Under One Sky Rain Fell for Him, Fire Burned for Her --- *Setting: Elite college in South Korea — Arkan University — known for its secrecy, power, and privilege. The place where talents bloom, hearts break, and secrets destroy lives. --- Main Male Lead Name: Rivan Seo Age: 21 (Second-Year) Personality: Rude. Rich. Raw. He’s tall, sharp-jawed, with a lean muscular build. A beast in sports, genius in music, unmatched in looks. He’s known as “The Untouchable.” Popular, cold, multi-talented—but dangerous if crossed. Background: Only heir to the Seo Corporation empire. Hides a dark past no one dares speak of. Appearance: Piercing black eyes, tattoos down his left arm, always in designer fits. Hair slightly messy but intentional. POV Sample: > "People call it attitude. I call it survival. I didn’t grow up to be loved. I grew up to be feared." --- Transfer Male Lead (Hidden Genius) Name: Arian Mehta Age: 20 (New Transfer) Personality: Quiet. Gentle smile. Mysterious. Friendly but deeply private. From a middle-class background. He hides his intelligence behind a calm face. Background: Raised by a single mother, he came here on full scholarship. But no one knows he’s ranked top in international coding Olympiads. Appearance: Milky fair skin, always in minimal, clean clothes. Slight build, innocent features, rarely online. Eyes that read people. POV Sample: > "I’ve mastered the art of fading in the background. But that doesn’t mean I’m weak. I’m just choosing when to burn." --- Female Lead (GL Tie-In) Name: Hana Lee Age: 20 Personality: Bold, sharp-tongued, secretly vulnerable. She was Rivan’s childhood friend turned enemy. Appearance: Long dark hair, fierce eyeliner, always dressed in black. Her eyes seem to hide heartbreak. POV Sample: > "They say girls like me are dangerous. But the real danger is when I stop caring." --- Rivan's Gang (The “Aces”) Kai – Blonde, impulsive, boxer, hides bruises with pride. Minjoon – Hacker, sarcastic, loves chaos. Taeyang – Deep-thinker, poetic, smoker, plays cello at midnight. Yuri (GL character) – Soft but deadly. Her eyes never lie, but her lips do. --- Love Triangle Becomes Multi-Angle: Rivan falls for Arian, but denies it—until obsession consumes him. Hana still has feelings for Rivan, but starts getting drawn to Yuri. Arian is pulled into both—caught in the storm of Rivan’s fire and Hana’s mystery. thank you and I hope you like it

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

“You don’t remember me yet,” the naked man whispered, smoke curling from his lips, “but your body does.” When ice-cold CEO Devon Vale signs off on the purchase of a cursed, long-abandoned estate, he thinks it's just another tax-deductible asset. But the moment he steps foot into the house, the air turns thick—sweet, heavy, intoxicating—and dust begins to rise. And then it forms a man. Naked. Horned. Smirking. Ash. A creature of smoke, scales, and secrets. He says they’ve met before. He says Devon is his mate. He says the bond has never been broken—only buried. Devon doesn't believe in magic. Or fate. But he can't explain the burn in his blood, the ache beneath his skin, or why this stranger's touch feels like a memory he never made. As forgotten desires awaken and ancient instincts reignite, Devon finds himself spiraling into a bond forged long ago—and a betrayal even older. Now the question isn't what Ash is. It's what Devon was. And whether he can forgive what neither of them remembers.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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