Gaping Arses

Standing last among those sailors, Byron was shoved roughly onto that narrow gangplank by the pirates. Just a short distance beneath his feet churned blood-steeped waves and dozens of gaping mouths filled with sharp teeth! ”Thud.“ He could only watch helplessly as the sharks opened their mouths, stirring up turbulent currents in the ocean as they bit viciously towards him! However, the [Sailing Logbook] formed before his eyes and wrote furiously on its own: "The ancient blood of the Bayfolk within you begins to boil. Spiritual sublimation commences!"

Being a wolfless hybrid was bad? Yes, but not as bad as being rejected by your groom three days before your wedding, in favor of your younger sister! ~~~ Sue was an outcast from birth, and she grew up stomaching ridicules and insults despite being a princess in starlight pack. Instead of wallowing in self pity, Sue strives for strength and soon becomes a strong fighter. Having been rejected multiple times for being the pack’s freak, Sue was over the moon when she unexpectedly gets accepted by her present mate whom she’s presently engaged to. However, when she’s rejected again, and is replaced by her sister this time, she believes all hope is lost for her, not knowing fate has something else in store for her. In a mission that’s supposed to kill her, she ends up coming across her mate in the monstrous enemy she was sent to capture, and by the end of it all, she discovers said mate has two brothers who’re also her mates, and not only were they willing to accept her, they forcefully took her along with them against her will, making Sue dislike and want nothing to do with them. Too bad they were stupidly hot and utterly breathtaking. Cursed because of the sins of their ancestors— Angelo, Landon and Damon lived as part monsters and part wolves, a deadly curse which would end up taking their lives if they didn't find their fated mate, the key to breaking the curse. Which was why as soon as they found her, there was no way they’d be letting her go, no matter what. Even though she was the daughter of their greatest enemy, even though she was wolfless, and even though she definitely wasn’t the fire breathing, powerful mate that was prophesied for them decades ago. ~~~ | ~~~ “I bet your nipples are hard right now. And are you wet between your legs as well? I should be able to smell it if I focus hard.” he husked out in a sultry voice, the dark eyes of his drinking me up and I wished the ground would open up to swallow me up at once. “N- no…” I managed to hurl out but he only laughed, then he leaned even closer and my heart lurched into my throat after his next words. “Why? You hate hearing the truth?” He demanded then I felt his large hand settle on my thigh. “I can check right now for you, to see if you’re dripping and making a mess of your little panties.” My cheeks felt so red, it felt like they might go up in flames at any moment from now. “A- are you crazy?” I managed after what felt like ages, while gaping at him as an immense amount of shock went through my entire body. He flashed me a dark grin, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. “Couldn’t you tell?” He drawled and I let out a huff of disbelief. This man wasn’t just crazy. He was mad. Him and his two brothers.

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

Hello! My name is Aman Vasuki. I belong to the Royal Family of Vasuki Clan which is the Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. Currently, I am working as a caretaker of a human boy named Mei Wei. Why? Because I am going to kill his father…. Aman's life was like a dream. He belonged to the Royal Family of a Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. He had a loving family, supportive friends and riches of the world. All in all, he lived a dream like life. But one day this dream got shattered… On the night of blood moon, when he was stripped off his powers, four humans ruined him. They took what was most precious to him…. But, now he is back to get his revenge on the very people that snatched his world from him. But why does Mei Wang's son always give him a look which is filled with love? And why does his heart suddenly start feeling calm when he is close to Mei Wei? Excerpt: The cold wind was blowing with a swoosh sound. The area was dead silent despite four people being there and a fifth pair of eyes looking at them. Aman's upper human body was glistening with a little sweat, Meanwhile his lower body was turned into a fiery red snake's. The golden pattern on it shining under the moonlight. In this snake tail, he was holding a trembling human. He was trembling with fear of death. Aman brought him closer and looked at him closely. He turned back, his long red hair blowing with the wind, suddenly he laughed out loud but this laugh was not heartily but bone chilling, "I am so happy to see the fear of death in your eyes, SAGE SAETANG!" He laughed again, "I think this look of fear suits all three of you. You know, when I killed your friend Melvin he was even crying and even begging me to spare him. Unfortunately, death is inevitable. Is it not?" Aman asked Sage, as he brought him closer and rubbed his hair with his hand like a child. He was smiling but his eyes were filled with killing intent. The rub resulted in Sage's scalp becoming numb, he furiously nodded, "of course his pathetic twin brother did not fare any better. I did not get the feeling of originality, you know." Aman pouted, showing his dissatisfaction, "wailing and gaping like a fish out of water. He even offered me that he would give all of his properties to me? But what use could I have of that. This look of fear provides me with much satisfaction than any riches in the world." "And now, now the same look is in your eyes. I bet you can see death standing somewhere. But why are you not pleading? At least cry a little," Aman told Sage whose mouth was still sealed. Cold flashes in his eyes and he started tightening the coiling of his tail around Sage's body, "forget it. Do as you please. After all it's your own death. But don't blame me if Mei Wang cries louder and surpasses you when I kill him." He showed a smile that made Sage's stomach flip, "I can't wait anymore to kill-" "AMAN!!" The shout was loud enough but Aman could even feel the emotions hidden in it, shock, betrayal, disbelief and extreme hurt. His whole demeanour fell on the ground, he also changed back into a complete human. Sage also fell on the hard ground with him. Aman looked up and there he was. Standing in front of him was Mei Wei…. **** How would Mei Wei react? And will their relationship survive this? What did those four people do to destroy Aman's life? Why does he want to take revenge? Is it possible for 4 mere humans to ruin a supernatural being? Or someone entirely unexpected is the mastermind behind? Join me to witness Aman's Tale of Revenge and find out all the answers to all of your questions.... Warning:- This story contains mature scenes; explicit violence, death, rape, male pregnancy and torture. If you are not comfortable or you are underage please stay away. **Although in every mature themed chapter there is a warning and a minor friendly summary available. *the cover photo credit goes to @unlomio on twitter. Thanks @ImagineTishaD for helping me.*

Adam was meant to be among the chosen. Having just graduated from school, he, like others, awaited the start of a new life—a future brimming with possibilities. But instead, the heavens tore open. His classmates were ripped from reality. They were granted powers, a path, a destiny. While they awoke in a new world, he opened his eyes in silence. Amid wreckage, corpses, and rust. Without a gift. Without a map. Without explanation. On a planet where even the air kills, where the darkness whispers with a thousand dead voices. In a world that died long ago—and was never truly alive. A place where no one awaited him, and from which no one emerged unchanged. Now he walks. Through pain, fear, and emptiness. He seeks not power. He seeks truth. Even if it means traversing Hell to find it. Yet this world is but a mask. Reality—a thin, trembling veil over a gaping abyss even gods dared not face. Beneath it lies a whispering darkness, a distorted truth, and a cycle that devours itself… until someone dares descend and shatter the spiral from within. My Patreon if you want to see more content: https://www.patreon.com/Granulan Also this work can be found on RoyalRoad

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.

Arsol (Username: Hakkun) is your average eighteen-year-old tech nerd; he reads cliche light novels, plays video games (way too many), studies for exams, and he programs! Does he have friends? A social life, maybe? Nah, he’s an anti-social whose inner monologues revolve around how humans suck. He’s the type who blames the world for his problems: edgy, angsty, emo— thinks he’s smarter than everyone and has answers for the world’s crisis. Gotta give it to him, though, he a young talent at whatever he does. His skills for programming, gaming (FPS) as well as studying makes up for the fact that he’s an arse. So much so, that he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room, he’d rather be with his computer. Because Arsol is on a mission! He’s been collaborating with online strangers who are all equally gamers and computer nerds, who understand him, and who all have this idea to make this steampunk/dieselpunk game called ‘Hero of Emberstein.’ Now, Arsol won’t lie, he’s obsessed. Being one of the co-creators, he finds himself adding features and details he’d want in an MMORPG. The only thing he dislikes is the customizable character features; he never understands such a personalized activity. He prefers Gacha. After 3 years, the game is finally available for beta testing, his 7 online co-creators are all ready to click the play button. But little does Arsol know, he would for real be in the game, like in person, like ISEKAI-ed, like he could die, for real for real. What's worse is, everyone who clicked the play button for the beta test, has also been Isekaied. So like, maybe over a thousand or more? Arsol thinks it’s his fault innocent players are getting transmigrated into HIS game, because he remembers that he removed the 'EXIT' button as a harmless malfunctioning prank-- turned deadly?! Oops. Journey along with Arsol as he hides his identity as the creator, the culprit, and the administrator. And that time he finds out his 6 online friends are all here as well, but where?! Who?! UGH, THIS IS WHY HE HATES CUSTOMIZABLE CHARACTERS! ( I DO, IN FACT, OWN THE COVER )

Hanrich Sebastian Bishop, Jr. (Harro), the 25-year-old scion of a business Mogul, was a paragon of perfection. His chiseled features, white hair and piercing blue eyes made him look like a celestial being, earning him the nickname of an Angel. His charming personality, honed from years of navigating high-society circles, had a mesmerizing effect on everyone he met. People were drawn to him like moths to a flame, helpless to resist his captivating smile and effortless charm. But one man remained immune to Harro's allure: Orion Alexander Stone, a ruthless and cunning business rival. With a name that evoked the mythological hunter, Orion was a force to be reckoned with. His piercing gaze and chiseled jawline made him look like a granite statue, impervious to emotions. He saw Harro as nothing more than a pampered, entitled rich kid playing at being a businessman. Fate, however, had other plans. When Harro and Orion met, the air was electric with tension. Despite their differences, they found themselves inexplicably drawn to each other, their mutual attraction growing stronger with each passing moment. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together, igniting a passion that neither could ignore. But their love story took a dramatic turn when Harro was involved in a freak accident, erasing his memories of Orion. The man he loved was now a stranger, and Harro was left with a gaping hole in his heart. Orion, determined to win Harro back, set out to rekindle their romance, but the odds were stacked against them. Would they be able to rekindle their love, or would their relationship remain forever lost in the annals of memory?

I miss the sound of his laughter, the way his hand fit perfectly in mine, the quiet warmth of his presence like a sunbeam on my skin. Every stolen moment, every shared secret, is a treasure I clutch fiercely, knowing that no one, no one, understands. Not Dad. Not Mom. Not even Kiara. To them, Leo is a fabrication, a phantom conjured from the depths of my imagination, a trick of the light. To them, I'm just a quiet, perhaps overly sensitive, teenager. They see the practiced smiles, the polite conversations, the desperate attempts to blend in. They don't see the gaping hole in my soul, the constant, gnawing longing for a reality that exists only for me.

Thank you for checking out this novel! I'm thrilled to announce that the manhwa webtoon adaptation is officially out! Head over, dive into the story, and show your support by voting. Your enthusiasm means everything. Let’s make this journey unforgettable! Blood pooled across the floor, the sharp metallic scent mixing with the stifling air. Their teacher’s lifeless body lay crumpled, a gaping hole where his forehead had been. The entire class stood frozen, paralyzed by fear as the strange, unfeeling object hovered, its crimson sensor scanning the room like a predator sizing up its prey. Jin Dalle’s heart thundered in her chest, her trembling hands gripping the edge of her desk as her wide, terrified eyes darted toward the window. Above the school, it loomed—a machine neither bird nor beast, its cold, metallic surface glinting in the sunlight. Then, like a curtain of despair, an impenetrable barrier encased the campus, a shimmering dome stretching across the horizon. A cold, mechanical voice pierced the silence: "Commencing Operation REJUVENATION. Initiative 21—status: green. Attention: all humans in Zone 1 (Paradisus). Only two subjects will be permitted to exit the dome alive. Any attempt to escape will result in immediate incineration. T-minus 1,260 seconds to initiation." Panic erupted as the weight of the announcement settled. This was no test, no cruel joke. It was survival—an unspeakable game of life and death. Jin’s knees buckled under the pressure. She couldn’t kill. How could she? But survival demanded more than resolve; it demanded blood. Beside her stood Choi Minhee, her expression cold, her resolve sharper than a blade. Minhee didn’t flinch at the thought of taking a life—she would do whatever it took to survive, even if it meant staining her hands red. Together, they must navigate the abyss of betrayal, desperation, and despair. Trust is fragile, and hope is fleeting. As the dome becomes their battlefield, only two truths remain: death lurks in every shadow, and luck, that fickle mistress, could be their savior—or their undoing. Jin and Minhee must fight through hell, clinging to their wits, their instincts, and the faint, fragile thread of fortune. In a world where survival comes at the cost of humanity, who will be left standing when the dome finally falls?

After being found wounded and unconscious in the snow, Cardin Rasheville wakes up in the home of a beautiful stranger. With barely any memory of his past, he struggles to remember who he is and where he came from, but the world of the dark and handsome Keary, filled with mystery and danger, beckons... ...... [Excerpt] Cardin opened his eyes to find himself kneeling on the bathroom floor. The fantasy had been intense, as had been his climax, and he sat back on his heels with a shudder of relief. He cleaned up quickly and stepped out of the bathroom, so intent on towelling his wet hair that he didn’t realise there was another person in the bedroom until he spoke. “Quite the midnight shower.” Cardin spun around in fright. Silver orbs stared up at him from the figure that sat on the bed, silhouette dark against the moonlight that streamed in from the windows. Cardin gaped in horror. No, no, no, no, no… This can’t be happening…! “Tell me, Cardin Rasheville,” came the silky, dark voice, “did it feel that good?” He was so mortified he thought he would faint as Keary rose from the bed and slowly closed the distance between them. Cardin backed away, frantically trying to cover his nakedness with the damp towel. “I-It’s… no, no, no please, it’s not what you think!” His bare back hit the cupboard but he continued to push against it. Keary stepped closer, and Cardin turned aside in a panicked attempt to escape, only to find himself trapped when the taller boy quickly reached out to put a hand against the cupboard to block him. Cardin squeezed his eyes tightly shut, only to open them when fingers took hold of his chin and tilted his face upward. “Tell me.” The note of barely concealed lust in the low voice sent shivers running through his body. "Tell me what I think it is, and what it really was." ...... [Playlist] YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLnytBXP5GG4w0heomJPxz2Ps9EGKK4VWw Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4Ni4EIhg1qCoNniru9Uoac?si=2f9KXjOqTx-8dItabJ21pg ...... [Additional Tags] androgynous characters; anti-social protagonist; assassins; beautiful couple; cohabitation; short stories; gangs; mafia; hackers; heartwarming; human weapon; mercenaries; music; mysterious past; past trauma; seduction; Seven Deadly Sins

It was one of the most serene nights. The moon was full, high in the heart of the sky and seemingly close to the Earth—as if, on that night, it had decided to defy all laws of nature, deliberately drawing near the Najd plateau to breathe in the sweet air of its desert. Despite the moon's fullness, the stars were present too. Their beautiful, pearly brilliance filled the page of the sky, as though they wished to bear witness to what would happen tomorrow, precisely at one minute past twelve noon. A black SUV pulled up before the gate of a villa. Hashim emerged, holding some bags he had just bought from the store. He walked a few steps toward his house, a wonderful feeling filling his heart as a cool breeze caressed his tall, well-proportioned frame. He took out his house key and opened the door. > "My dear, I've brought what you asked for." No reply came. He called again: "Can you hear me, Bilqis?!" The house felt unusually empty, prompting him to wonder about the reason for her absence. His phone rang. He looked at the screen—it was her calling. ... [The full content continues here with breaks]

"Do females fly??" "What?!!! I've never seen one." Parrick said with a frown. "Then why...." he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs. Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute. "My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!" Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief. "Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to." "Huh!!!!!" Parrick was dumbfounded. "Look!" he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in. Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males. -One male is younger than her -The other is literally a walking legend -Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact. -The other is a hard specimen to understand -Her last male is a walking disaster! Cover design doesn't belong to me. Credit to original owners. Hello guys! It's your beloved author. This is a link to those interested in joining the WhatsApp chat group for litto-ways ♥️. I hope to find you there, in my little world. https://chat.whatsapp.com/GhoWIDjjK4E6ezWDwJ870k

Marya and Brian, met each other in their highschool and shared some lovely moments together but their story did not reached an happy ending until Maria got divorced and was living a dull life till Brian comes in to try filling the gaping hole left by her husband.

In the year 2039, the divided Handong Peninsula is in a state of darkness. The violent death of Kim Jung-hoon, the leader of North Khantung, has opened a gaping hole in the power vacuum. His daughter, Kim Min-joo, hastily succeeded to the throne with the support of her aunt, Kim Jung-sook, but became a puppet in the game of power.

Gold Tier Winner of WPC #139 *** Two souls were prophesied to meet and fall in love. They were made for each other, chosen by the moon goddess to complete each other. But what would happen when something threatens to break them apart? Do you think a love predestined by a deity will prevail? *** Lara looked up and she froze when her eyes came in contact with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. "You are...?" He asked. Lara caught her breath and froze up. She can't answer him! She already knew the CEO was ridiculously handsome. But she didn't think he was this handsome! He already asked her a question but all she could think of was... Noah James Smith looked intimidatingly beautiful in his company photo but in person, he's more than that. His photo didn't do him any justice! He was devilishly handsome, and very intense too. His electric blue eyes looked like they could see into her soul if he wanted to. And she was melting like ice-cream in front of him. Noah looked at the woman who just entered his office and his eye zeroed in on her. She looks like a dear in headlights. Her lips were gaping and she looked stunned after seeing his face. Did she hear what I said? He thought inwardly as he stood up and walked around his desk. "Who are you?" he asked again, and that got Lara out of her trance. "Oh! Uhm. I-uhh. I-I'm nobody..." She replied after struggling for words. Then she remembered what she came there to do and approached his desk. "Actually, I came here to deliver this…" Noah casually sat on his desk and crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes watching her as she squirmed under his gaze, holding the envelop close to her chest as she awkwardly approached him and his desk. "I'm... I'm going to put this here for you, sir..." she said and placed the brown envelope just beside where he sat and then backed away like she'd been burned by his presence. She couldn't even look him in the eye. Noah glanced at the envelope then backed at Lara who was now awkwardly playing with her fingers. "I'll be going now, sir. I'm sorry for disturbing you-" "You haven't answered my question yet." he stopped her and she froze again. "P-pardon?" "What's your name?" "I-uhh..." Lara started to panic. Is he going to fire me? Noah looked at her ID. "Looking at your ID from this distance, it seems that you're one of my employees." "Ah yes, I'm-" She bit her lip and deflated like a balloon. Will I get reprimanded if he discovers I'm just a newbie? "Why did you stop? Is it really hard for you to tell me your name?" Lara immediately shook her head. "N-no. No, sir. I just- uhh. I find you intimidating…" she unconsciously said and gasped. What did I just say? Noah didn't respond but the corner of his lips turned up for a second there before it vanished as soon as it appeared. "I see..." [Time Skip] Noah looked outside, staring aimlessly at the bright city lights outside his window while twirling his drink in his hands. His mind was deep in thought. And it was mostly about the fact that he had found his mate. He's been waiting for her to appear in his life ever since he reached adulthood. And now that she's here, he couldn't stop his urge to possess her. Claim her as his. When their eyes met for the first time, he immediately felt the pull between them. He wanted her the instant he laid his eyes on her and she was a new employee in his company. "Lara Louis…" Noah murmured her name and he couldn't help but think about her eyes. Her expressive auburn eyes that was hidden underneath her glasses. *** Discord: https://discord.gg/VmAWdAr Disclaimer on the cover photo! It is not mine, guys. All appreciation and recognition for the cover photo goes to the original creator. Peace!

Dean Wycliff and Eloise Anette Chereena. Their names are like a beautiful symphony, woven into a sweet high school love story. Everyone envies their togetherness, with laughter that always decorates their days. They are like two perfect puzzle pieces, complementing and strengthening each other. However, life does not always go straight. After graduating from high school, their dreams and ambitions took them on different paths. Eloise, with her charming artistic talent, was accepted into a renowned design college in Turkey. While Dean, with his ambitions in technology, decided to stay in the United States. The separation felt so bitter, like a nightmare come true. Dean felt lonely. The house that used to be filled with Eloise's laughter now felt empty. Thousands of miles separated them, stretching between hope and longing. He spent his nights on video calls, trying to fill the gaping void in his heart. However, a glimmer of new happiness came into his life. Olivia Rosalind, a smart and charming architecture student, began to meet him often on campus. Olivia has a charming smile and a bright aura. Dean's friends even started to match them up. However, Dean's heart was still attached to Eloise. He was not interested in Olivia's charm, even though the girl repeatedly tried to approach him. In Turkey, Eloise's life was no less winding. She found a world of design that was so enchanting, full of color and creativity. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of campus, she met Deniz Ansel Ghaziy, a handsome and talented design student. Deniz had a charisma that was hard to resist. He was always there for Eloise, helping her with her college assignments and keeping her company. Every night, Eloise stared at the Istanbul sky lit by stars. She thought of Dean, his smile, his crisp laughter, and all the beautiful memories they had shared. She tried to remember their promise to be faithful, the promise to never give up on their love. But she felt a tremor every time her eyes met Deniz's.

I transmigrated after dying in the apocalypse. Where did I transmigrate to? I am still wondering about that. But who are this handsome and rich men who wants me to be their lover. First man: Sweetie where are you going to? Come and sleep in my house today. Then he started dragging me. Me: W...hat are you doing? Second man: Sweetheart come let me help you with your assignment. Me: Oh really th...... Second man: But I can't help you in school how about you come over to my house to do it. Me: speechless Third and fourth man: Babe, come with us and you would not have do anything again because we would help you. Me: I don't need your help. Third and fourth man: lift me up and took me to their house. Me: gaping Fifth man: Baby please would you come with me to my house Me: No Fifth man: looks at me cutely Me: Fine First man Cold and dominant Second man Shameless Third and fourth man Twins and playful Fifth man Cute in front of me but is actually wicked Me:Well it is better than being in an apocalypse.

"Keep begging and I'll pound your pussy until it's gaped!" he threatened, releasing her neck and walking towards the back off the class. She stumbles on the ground coughing as several students rushed to help her. He saw an empty seat and just my luck! It's right next to me. He took a seat and turned around to look at me. "How about I fuck you until your gaped?" he whispered with a smirk on his face. What did he say!? My heart beat quickened. ----------------------- Alex is being bullied by Tyler Noah, the most popular bad boy in the whole school. He has an outgoing reputation, students are afraid of him; even teachers are afraid of him. He finally notices that he has shook Alex to his core, how will he feel towards him?

Tittle:"Nala Nior” 16-year-old Jamila's life is turned upside down when her beloved pet cat, Boo, dies in a tragic accident. As she struggles to cope with the overwhelming grief, Jamila reflects on her difficult past, having lost her mother at a young age and facing cruel taunts from her schoolmates. With Boo's absence leaving a gaping void in her life, Jamila seeks solace in trying to summon her cats spirit,which ends bad as she becomes possessed with an ancestral spirit “Zuri” Genre:Dark phantasies,adventure and folklore

Ten years after a cataclysm tore his world apart, Judah lives trapped between the echoes of an unforgettable tragedy and an uncertain future. Dimensional rifts, gaping wounds in reality, not only reshaped the landscape but unleashed two opposing forces: the majestic Celestials, beings of imposing power and mystery, and the dark Amorphos, creatures embodying destruction and chaos. When an unexpected encounter brings him face to face with Karin, a young Celestial whose gaze reflects both strength and confusion, Judah finds himself drawn into a conflict far greater than he could have imagined. Karin, caught between worlds and haunted by questions about her origins, is desperately searching for answers. But her quest isn’t hers alone—it also uncovers the secrets of a shadowy organization, OASIS, tied to the rifts and the disaster that changed everything. As Judah and Karin’s paths intertwine, the rifts reveal not only unimaginable horrors but truths that may connect Judah’s past to their shared fate. In a race against time, they must face not only visible enemies but the shadows of their own doubts. Can Judah confront the demons of his past to protect Karin and uncover the truth? And will Karin find her purpose in a world that fears her as much as it needs her?

CONTENT- Sapphic! God is dead, and she has left a gaping hole inside the planet. She has forgotten a child, trapped in a tomb, buried beneath a rusted shack in Elendhor's most forgotten Village. Everett is a Forager, and she is wholly unprepared for the destiny her God died attempting to set out for her. God has died in such a way that its power still trickles into the soil. Despite being slain, prayers are still answered, and followers still worship. Death doesn't end its reign- instead it only seems to speed up the demise of the planet. And That Who Remains has fallen Missing.

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(Book 2 of the Controlling trilogy Series) Since the moment her mother would speak of the tales of a prince rescuing the princess from an impending danger to then live with her happily ever after, Cherry had dreamed and wished for her own prince charming on the white horse. Her dreams got even more deluded growing up watching Korean dramas and animes. She believed with her whole heart in the concept of finding her destined partner. Years passed, and she had finally found him, her own prince charming, her soulmate, and even got married to him. But what if one dreadful day had caused her to lose her memories concerning her prince charming, where she now has to get to know him all over again, trying to gather the lost pieces to fill the gaping hole in her mind? Her handsome husband had been patient throughout her memory loss, spoiling and loving her. He was flawless and Cherry was sure that her husband was the one for her. But why does his touch make her skin crawl? Why does his smile seem more deceitful with each passing day? The lost puzzle pieces that had begun to put themselves together formed the truth and left Cherry with a tough choice. Will ignorance become a bliss or will her happily ever after come crashing down? Warning: People who have read book 1 will know that this book won’t be for the weak-hearted. This book is an ample worse than the first one when it comes to manipulation, gore and overbearing, possessive male lead character, so be prepared. Uploading schedule: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday

"Spread your legs," his husky voice commanded, almost a low growl. Anya's mouth gaped in stunned disbelief. "S-sir?" she stammered. He did not repeat himself but instead stared intently at her face. This jolted her back to reality. "I'm not due until sixteen days..." she whispered, her body trembling with fear. "Should I call in Wife Thirty-Four?" She knew what he did to his wives every night. The echoes of their screams were still fresh in her mind. He remained silent for a moment, his gaze piercing. "You haven't completed your assignment, have you?" His voice dropped to a chilling low. Her face paled. Novel Description: Eighteen-year-old Anya, an orphan struggling to survive, finds herself betrayed by her guardian family. Sold into slavery, she is plucked from the auction block by the gentle Lord Harrow’s brother. Renowned for his scarred face, rumored cruelty, and a growing collection of wives, Harrow is the last man any woman desires. Yet, he targeted Anya to become wife fifty despite the interest his brother showed on her. As she descends into his shadowy world, she uncovers a man hidden beneath the monster's mask.

Mein Kroffna, an anti-social recluse that doesn't make the effort to blend in with her other peers. Whether she is unable to talk or simply not wanting to socialize is only known to her, because in the darkest hours of midnight... -- "It's Halist!" "Abort mission and just run!" "Haha...I'm not so scary am I?" A figure let out a timid smile from underneath the surgical mask, her long black hair scattering into the wind before her as she ran down the alleyway, wielding a metal pipe she used to brutally beat down the local gangsters. The only person able to withstand the three legendary gangs that reside in Miryang, a pain in the arse psycho that likes to hospitalize any thug she sees, with her only losing to one person in her entire career. Halist the Brutal. --- When a new boy comes to Miryang city, he begins to dream of uniting the thugs from all over, wanting to create a more peaceful and organized crime syndicate, which was a very ironic goal that was attempted by many people before him. The easiest way to get his name out there? Recruit the one and only Halist.

The sweltering heat of New Orleans envelops Amara Carter as she enjoys her first job fresh out of college teaching English at a public high school. Though excited for this new chapter, she could never anticipate the dark turn her life is about to take after witnessing a horrific crime on that fateful day. As Amara exits the school building, a scream pierces the night air. In the shadows of the courtyard, she catches a glimpse of a hooded figure fleeing the scene of a bloody murder. The victim lies motionless, a gaping wound leaving a crimson pool in the dim light. Despite her mind screaming to run, Amara is frozen, eyes locked on the assailant as he turns briefly in her direction before disappearing into the night. From that night on, Amara's life is consumed by the murder. She becomes obsessed with uncovering the truth, feeling inextricably tied to the victim whose dying eyes seemed to meet her own. The police investigation yields no solid leads, and the unforgiving New Orleans summer only adds to Amara's torment. A startling development comes when Amara has a chance encounter with a mysterious but alluring stranger named Killian. Though she can't shake the feeling she's seen him before, there's something utterly captivating about him that she can't resist. Despite her reservations given the violent crime, a slow burn attraction kindles between them. As they begin a fiery romance, Amara is plagued by doubts over Killian's potential ties to the murder. Clues seem to align far too perfectly - his strange comings and goings, the ever-present feeling that he's hiding something. Still, her heart is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Killian ignites a passion she's never known, making her feel truly alive. The deeper Amara falls, the more secrets are unearthed that make her question everything. Disturbing connections to the occult and rumors of a murderous cult begin to swirl. Amara finds herself dragged into the dark underbelly of New Orleans folk magic and haunting superstitions. No one is who they seem, and the threat of danger lurks around every corner of the bewitching city.

Under 17 years old are prohibited from reading!!!!! 18+ content. Please be good. Do not read if the content is not to your liking. This is mature content. *** Zannie/Arzan, a 27-year-old werewolf who has not yet found her mate, decides to travel around the world to find a mate. While exploring, Zannie never got into any trouble before finally meeting a wizard who was stranded in the human kingdom world. Zannie was captured by the wizard. "Hello." "My name is Ain, I am a wizard." He smiled broadly and Arzan hissed threateningly in return, his claws began to manifest, ready to attack. Ain chuckled. "I ask you once again, what is your purpose here?" "Mate, I'm looking for a mate." Arzan hissed like a poisonous snake and Ain was too shocked to gape like a fool. If a werewolf is caught, how can it find its mate? Even if they meet, what should Zannie do if she has a fickle and irregular mate? On the other hand, there are many egos that each person wants to realize. Their love is trapped by the past and momentary intentions only to satisfy the ego.

Calyx, a boy brimming with innocent wonder, witnesses the world he knew crumble before his eyes. A brutal fate shatters his childhood, leaving behind a gaping void. Forced into a prophecy he doesn't understand, he learns a chilling truth: he's a vessel for a slumbering god, a legacy carved unto his soul. Bound by a destiny he doesn't choose, Calyx goes on a dangerous journey. Primordials, ancient beings beyond human reckoning, crave his power, while demons whisper promises of oblivion. And within him, the fallen god stirs, an entity yearning to reclaim its lost dominion. Torn between forces of light and darkness, Calyx grapples for control. He seeks answers in forbidden lore, whispers of forgotten power echoing in the ruins of his past. But the path to knowledge is paved with thorns. Each truth revealed is a shard of a blade, threatening to pierce his sanity. Will he find solace in self-discovery, or succumb to the alluring whispers of power? Can he navigate the darkened path of his own soul before the darkness consumes him? Or will he, like countless seekers before, fall prey to the insatiable hunger of the unknown, where even death is a fleeting mercy.

#EnemiesToLovers Years ago, Therman Blake and Daliana were in a relationship that produced a daughter. However, it was a toxic relationship that had a drastic end. Daliana was left devastated when Therman left her to the ill fate that he'd put her in. Then, Deveron came to her rescue and healed the gaping wound that his best friend had left in the heart and soul of Daliana Mills. A generation later, Therman had adopted a son with the trophy wife that he'd married -- his second marriage -- Talik Blake. Now, Talik met a stunningly gorgeous lady, Hanita, who he couldn't get off his mind even though she was a thorn in his flesh at their workplace. Soon, he found himself taking home thoughts about Hanita -- imagining fantasies about her. Hanita, on the other hand, hated Talik's guts. He was a good-looking man and was fully aware of that fact -- it irked her. Women in the office threw themselves at him and she wondered why. 'He wasn't all that,' she would often think to herself. However, after they'd been assigned to do a job together, Hanita noticed that she'd been too hasty to conclude about Talik. She told her mother and half-sister about her 'co-worker' and it simply went downhill from there. * * * Join me on this turbulent journey :)