Beach Exhibitionist

The West Coast, bathed in its free air, greeted me with a brutal awakening. One moment, my world was familiar; the next, I was an 'urban explorer' – a homeless man – cast onto the unforgiving streets. I opened my eyes to nothing. No dog, no identity, no tent – not even shoes on my feet. Just beach shorts and the harsh concrete beneath. My only stroke of luck: the Daily Intelligence System, inexplicably tied to my phone, a lifeline in this new, desperate existence. The messages flashed: [Daily Intelligence:] The club at 134th Watson Street has a trove of recyclable cans and transparent beverage bottles in the green trash can in the alley. [Daily Intelligence:] There are unfinished hamburgers, 7 flowers, and an unopened bottle of Pinot Noir in the red trash can at 96th Street. [Daily Intelligence:] Your neighbor Jesse has a scratch card worth $5,000 in his tent! [Daily Intelligence:] Mike's Scrap Collection Station sells a 1976 GMC Hiking RV, parked in the suburbs for 20 years, for a low price of $200. Details: Someone at Old Pick's Auto Repair Shop can repair it. Shit! This wasn't life; it was a goddamn scavenging game. From the raw, unforgiving streets of America, Alan resolved to play the game – and fight for a better tomorrow.

In 2010, James made a decision to take his talents to South Beach, joining the Heat, and faced a barrage of online criticism. "I fully support LeBron's choice; he made the smartest decision." When Hansen posted his support for James on social media, he too encountered a storm of backlash. The criticized Hansen quietly took out his Anti-Fans System, looking at the soaring value of anti-fans with a content smile.

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

I reincarnated as a dungeon boss… and everything is on fire. Literally. I woke up in a beach-themed dungeon I only ever half-built in-game — broke, under-leveled, and with only one powerful asset: my overpowered, ultra-loyal (and dangerously possessive) waifu. No mobs. No traps. Just me, a sword-wielding yandere, a bodybuilding commander who won’t wear shirts, a chef-slime, and a maid who definitely thinks I’m pathetic. But if I want to survive in a world where dungeons fight for dominance and other bosses want me gone, I need to start building — stronger floors, better defenses, elite units. They think I’m weak. They think I’m a joke. They forgot one thing: I’m a gamer. I don’t play fair. Welcome to Aqua Land — where chaos reigns, strategy matters, and even the mop is a weapon if you hold it right.

Mike Thawnfield was basking at a beach when a sudden burst of magic sent him falling into the chaotic world of Loonè. Radiance! Colors! And Magical Beasts! Loone is ruthless, and to survive, he must become worse. Whatever force brought him here didn’t leave him empty-handed. It gave him power. A weapon. A way to dominate the magical beasts of this world. But taming beasts takes more than strength. It takes surrendering who he once was… and becoming something new. Will he thrive? Or be devoured by Loonè, or by himself?

In a vibrant world brimming with possibilities, a tight-knit crew of billionaire friends lives life on the edge and has a blast doing it! Together, they dive into adrenaline-fueled adventures, making every moment count. From exploring hidden trails in exotic getaways and conquering breathtaking peaks to throwing epic bonfires under a starlit sky on private beaches, their lives are a whirlwind of excitement and non-stop laughter. At the heart of their escapades lies a fierce connection that blends friendship with sparks of romance. Each friend brings their unique energy to the mix, blending their personalities into a vibrant tapestry of adventures. As they tackle challenges and celebrate jaw-dropping successes together, their bonds grow even deeper. Amid the glitter and glamour, they forge a found family, always ready to lift each other. With laughter echoing around them and heartfelt talks flowing naturally, they create an unbreakable circle where everyone feels valued and empowered. This powerhouse of friendship not only amplifies their wild adventures but also ignites a thrilling journey of love and self-discovery. *"Friendship isn't about whom you've known the longest; it's about who walked into your life, said 'I'm here for you', and proved it."*

Diane's life crumbles when she discovers her husband Liam's affair with her sister Sophie. Betrayed and heartbroken, she retreats to her friend Joan's beach house, seeking solace. But as plans for revenge take shape, Diane uncovers darker secrets and hidden agendas. Pregnant and determined to protect her future, she embarks on a journey of survival, retribution, and unexpected alliances.

Jane, a heartbroken woman returns to her rural hometown to heal under the quiet comfort of her aging parents. She hides her grief behind smiles and routine, but one day, drawn to the ocean, she meets a lonely little girl playing by the beach. The two quickly bond. But when the girl’s gruff yet kind father appears and takes her home, the moment seems lost—until the girl innocently invites the woman for dinner. That single meal becomes the spark of an unexpected connection between three souls—one healing, one hopeful, and one quietly rebuilding.

Daphne Wallace, Sydney Kane and Ivory Reed have been best friends ever since they were little girls and every single summer they spend it together with their families in Faircoast. But this summer they plan for things to be different, they are finally eighteen and want to be completely reckless before they go off to different colleges. Daphne wakes up to Ivory's brother, Xavier who she has had the biggest crush on ever since she was ten years old. Sydney wakes up to Roman Dawn who has been her academic rival the entire year. And Ivory? Her body is found dead at the beach. With no memory of the previous night, the girls have to believe what everyone is telling them, that Ivory killed herself by jumping off a cliff into the ocean. Daphne and Sydney make it their mission to find out what exactly happened that night, while still trying to navigate the old and new feelings for the guys in their life. What started as a journey to find their peace of that night turned into a tangled mess of hidden secrets when they realize Ivory was not what she seemed.

Hao Ren was born in another world and has lived for over twenty-two years being nothing but a definition of the word, average. After a high school reunion, the young man sat down on the beach shore, and mumbled to the sky, "God of Novels, you are unfair. I spent forty years of my life doing nothing but reading books and stories written by others. I worked hard to manifest this rebirth, and yet you did not bless me with anything. Why?" A voice echoed in his mind, "Host, you have the Omnipotent Husband System." Hao Ren scoffed and scolded the system, "What is the use of having you when you are not even active? Are you shitting with me, you bastard?!" The system replied, "Host the condition for activating the system is to get married." Hao Ren could not handle it anymore and cried out loud as he complained about this condition. He was not good-looking, and neither was he wealthy, who was going to marry him? Tired, he spent the on the beach. When he was returning home, he passed by the marriage registering center. He sighed for his fate but suddenly, a beautiful lady asked him, "Hey, do you have any identity card on you?" Hao Ren nodded in a daze, and the lady dragged him inside the office. The young man was yet to register what happened to him when an automated voice sounded, "Host, congratulations on getting married. Omnipotent Husband System is now activated." ... Years later, Hao Ren became an entity many people wished to meet. However, Hao Ren never stayed outside, to everything he had one reply, "I have to go home and cook for my wife." Would you like to know his journey from an average to an over-achieving person standing at the apex of power and prestige? ... Author's Note: If you guys wish to discuss the book with your co-readers, or have suggestions for me on how to improve the story, you can reach me out on discord. Discord: chasing_dream06

A modern historian wakes up on Omaha Beach—as a rookie American soldier. No system. No cheats. Just blood, grit, and death at every turn. With only his 21st-century mind, can he rewrite fate—or will history swallow him whole? [This novel, told from the perspective of an ordinary American soldier, offers a raw and profound portrayal of the brutality of war and the inner struggle of humanity. It carries no political stance or ideological bias. Its sole purpose is to evoke reflection on the true nature of war through vivid dep Through this work, we hope to remind today's readers that peace is not something to be taken for granted—it is a hard-won treasure, earned through generations of sacrifice and painful lessons. To reject war, cherish peace, and pursue global development should be the shared goal of all humankind. May we resolve conflicts not with gunfire, but through understanding and cooperation, and strive together to build a brighter and more peaceful future.] Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real people, events, or organizations is purely coincidental. Although set during the Normandy landings of World War II, historical details and characters have been adapted for storytelling and should not be taken as accurate history. The story contains war-related violence, bloodshed, death, and psychological trauma that may be disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. This work explores themes of humanity and sacrifice and is not meant to offend any group. Thank you for reading and your support.

For Thyme, a university student wrestling with a profound fear of rejection and a fractured past, life is a constant puzzle. But when an unexpected escape alongside the magnetic, infuriating Meta leads them to a shared, tearful déjà vu at Hua Hin Beach, the puzzle shatters, hinting at a connection that defies explanation and an echo of forgotten emotions. As Thyme is flung through time, jolting between his chaotic present and the perilous underworld of the 1990s, he uncovers a startling revelation: he and Meta were once secretly entwined, their deep bond mysteriously severed by an unseen hand. In the present, Meta stumbles upon his father's hidden secrets: a mysterious notebook and an old telephone. The notebook reveals cryptic pleas from a Meta in the 1990s, desperately urging him to save Thyme from a deadly fate that will unfold in the future, hinting that the timeline itself hangs in the balance, shifting with their actions. Meanwhile, the old telephone, used by Meta in his high school days before a selective amnesia veiled his memories concerning Thyme, becomes a conduit to the past. Through it, the Meta of today unknowingly communicates with the time-traveling Thyme of the past, sparking a hidden relationship that flourishes. Yet, an envious shadow lurks, plotting an accident to separate them, erasing crucial memories and fracturing their bond. Now, caught between the passionate, forbidden romance with a charismatic yet terrifying Mafia heir—the 90s version of Meta—and the undeniable pull towards the Meta of today, whose quiet intensity stirs a forgotten ache in his soul, Thyme faces an agonizing choice. With time, memory, and reality blurring into a dangerous labyrinth, Thyme must not only confront the shadowy forces that conspired to tear them apart but also decide: is the love he feels for two Metas a cruel echo, a fated reunion spanning lifetimes, or something far more complex? Can he reclaim a lost history, or will the very act of remembering shatter his present and all hope for a future?

A seventeen-year-old boy died after being swept away by a powerful wave while trying to save his sister at the beach. But that wasn’t the end of his story. He was reborn a Reincarnator into another world known as Ailey World. Only this time, he wasn't reborn as a boy... He was reborn as a noble girl named Ariellee La Astrax. Yep, he now lives his new life as a noble lady in a world full of unfamiliar rules, strange customs, and unexpected twists. Curious what happens next? Well, keep reading... heheheh T_0

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Good news to all you can read the advanced chapters of my novel for only 2$/ month from now on in my my patr eon page at: pa treon.com/Fatenovels. thank you for your support.... ...............………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… (Cultivation, old sixth, jack of all trade, perverted protagonist, opportunities stealing, plunders luck, Netori, netorare, netorase (NTR), exhibitionist, slut, bitch, cuck, gang bang, revenge, cheating, entries, and chances) “The original soul of this body is so unfortunate.” “It just came back in time but the system that thought that it is a foreign soul that wanted to occupy the body has destroyed it and brought my soul in tow to occupy the body. The result is I got a bunch of tragic future memories that saved me a lot of time in this cultivation world.” “Other than the memories there is also a core spirit funnel that can extract, concentrate and enhance anything that was put in to essence form. I awakened a different spirit sanctuary and core spirit in the future.” “The system lets me find the opportunities and gives entries for my achievements but I have to get luck points. It can only be obtained by stimulating others in anyway including seducing and pleasuring, arguing and scolding also causing trouble to the protagonist or heroine candidates. “As for me, I am a person from the modern world with all kinds of literary works. My work can be considered as jack of all trades or a mercenary. I will do anything from killing to doing some skin to skin massage for both men and women to gain benefits.” “What is the point of having moral character when I cannot eat it or enjoy it? It is just a stupid cover to hide by those impotent, incompetent and cowardly people. Unfortunately I died in an accident because someone dropped a banana peel near the road crossing.” “I have almost crossed the road, but I have stepped on this banana peel and fell back right under the big tires of a truck that crushed my head like a plump water melon. So I am here now…” ………………………………………. Entry: treasure finding cannon fodder (Gold=black) ………………………………………. “No wonder the original soul’s life is so miserable” Mohini sighed “I am in this hypocritical country C. I am the descendent of those Tamil spice traders that settled in this country long ago. Well BE A ROMAN WHEN YOU ARE IN ROME” “It looks like I am the true daughter of the swapped child but there is an adoptive step sister that is treated worse. Her job is taken and sent to the country side. She has reborn and sent me to the country side to a desert after selling her job. I did not bully her but she thought I did. But the job they took from her is for the fake daughter that replaced my identity. Naturally the heroine misunderstood and caused problems to me. So technically I am a cannon fodder as the entry suggest. Other than the golden finger heroine has there is another space pendent that belongs to me that she took while empting the house. It is the proof of me identity. So I am here to provide treasures for the heroine. Well I will not do that.” (The MC is perverted and he did not have much moral values. At least she is not a beast and just wanted to live well with pleasure and good life.) …………………………….. It will have perverted features, read it at your own risk. ……………………………….

Good news to all you can read the advanced chapters of my novel for only 2$/ month from now on in my my patr eon page at: pa treon.com/Fatenovels. thank you for your support.... ............... Cultivation World Invasion, The System Hit An Old Clock Instead of Real Daughter ………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… She was an over stressed office worker that has a hobby of being a sneaky exhibitionist and one day she came to the balcony to relieve her stress with a climax. Just when she was about to climax she heard her neighbor shout. She accidentally stepped on her love juices sprayed on the bird poop and slipped out from the 11 floor. Well she was too stressed, excited and frightened. So only her body went down but her soul flew up. Suddenly her soul was pulled by a fish hook and pulled into endless space. ……………………. This world is similar to earth but the fertility of the world has long since exhausted. Because of this world has unified into a single nation to collectively suppress the low class people. Only high class people can eat proper food. One day this world that is a planet has opened up like a nail and inserted itself into a valley in a bigger planet forming a small island in the lake. The satellites fell but people found this new world and started exploration for food and this new world. New world has special energy that destroyed all kinds of electric equipment pulling people to the dark ages. ………………………. Mohini Titly is the real daughter of the titly family but after her mother died her father has remarried and they already had a daughter. The step mother and daughter purposefully lost her along with a pendent that Mohini is wearing. They took her back specifically for the pendent because it is the key to a treasure stash that Mohini’s mother’s family has hidden secretly. They know the location but cannot open it without locket and the bloodline member that is Mohini. Forced opening would drop the things into an underground river leading to abyss. But after bringing her to take the treasures, they used her as free worker and finally signed her up to the go to the new world land to farm and explore. The new world has fierce creatures that even bullets cannot pierce their skin. The job she earned as an orphan before was coaxed away by her step sister. So she died slowly in that place eaten by the beasts. But her soul lived and watched all the things. She saw that their exploration team actually came across a cultivator country and the current earth was invaded by them quickly. Then the people started to cultivate… She later passed through to another earth to become stressed worker that died just now and returned back to her current world with both sets of memories. The system that pulled her should enter her body but the exhibitionist reflexes acted and she dodged. The system hit an old clock to occupy but it gave her a new power that is the control over time. She can revert back her age and store time energy. She can use the time to speed up the growth of the things with the help of the system. But she needs lust points to use various functions of this system. The pervert knows best about lust and she started a journey taking revenge, enjoying the world, stealing chances from heroines, cucking the heroines and turning protagonists into eunuchs she lives a beautiful life. ……………………………………… This story contains real and fake daughter, luck plundering, netorare, netorase, exhibitionism, cuck, cheating, revenge, cultivation, time travel, magical space, outdoor play, slut, bitch, whore, system, and magical space read it at your own risk… …………………….

Check out the latest chapters on P@treon with two chapters every day. You can copy the link from the bio. [Gunfight + Case Solving + Decisive Killing] A scavenger in the gray world becomes a sunny Los Angeles detective. How nice it is to live in the sun? Locke stands under the Hollywood landmark, looking at the bikini beauties on Santa Monica Beach. He pushes up his sunglasses. From now on, Los Santos will be protected by him… Ps: There is no extraordinary, but there is a dark world that we ordinary people cannot touch, including killers, mysterious organizations, and various bizarre cases…

**Synopsis for *Kill the Boy*** In a ravaged world where a mysterious infection from a 4.5-mile-wide asteroid has reshaped Earth, humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. The infection spawns monstrous creatures and awakens rare ocular powers in survivors, granting abilities like clairvoyance, time perception, and bio-analysis. Yet, these gifts come at a brutal cost: overuse risks blindness, madness, or death. Cities burn, oceans churn with unnatural life, and the remnants of civilization cling to fortified havens like the World Tree city, while the desolate Waste Grave Land harbors untold horrors. Eric, a 9-year-old South Sudanese boy haunted by vivid nightmares of a burning city, finds himself alone with his cousins Jabari and Lacy, and a resourceful classmate he stumbles upon. Stranded in the chaos of South Sudan after a cataclysmic event, they must navigate a landscape of infected beasts, treacherous fog-laden beaches, and their own awakening powers. Eric’s journey is one of survival, self-discovery, and the weight of choices that could save—or doom—what’s left of their world. *Kill the Boy* is a gripping webnovel of courage, loss, and the fight to hold onto humanity in a world that demands you become something more. Will Eric rise as a hero, or fall to the darkness within? Dive in to find out.

After narrowly avoiding a fatal accident, John Rasler—a burned-out engineer in the middle of an unremarkable life—finds himself waking on a mysterious beach when he falls asleep. With a strange coin in hand and no idea how or why he’s been drawn into this new world, Rasler begins to navigate a dreamlike realm that feels all too real, while still tethered to the life he’s quietly slipping away from. What choices and difficult circumstances will he be forced to face?

Nineteen-year-old runaway Lu Ryo, a full-time gamer and gambler, never expected to meet a god while wandering a beach in Kamakura. But when Malea, an in-game deity from Etherveil, the VRMMORPG he despises the most due to its hard game mechanics, offers him an escape from his bleak life. Ryo accepts after realizing that maybe this world wasn't meant for him. And the moment he knew it, he was transported into the world of Etherveil: a layered fantasy world of seven havens, each filled with dungeons and different types of dangerous monsters. A portal to the next haven only appears when the current one is cleared. After character customization, Ryo discovers that his class is an unknown class called "No-Class". Moments later, he and countless players of different nationalities are dropped from the sky into the first haven, Arkanos. As he regains his footing, a glowing NPC in a golden knight avatar descends slowly from the heavens, announcing a grim message: You are not here to play for fun. This is your new reality. It's life or death in this world. And to get out, they need to clear this game. As Ryo embarks on his journey in this new reality, he soon discovers something unexpected—his class, which he thought was useless, can copy other players' skills to an extent. In a world where every choice could mean life or death, this newfound power may be the key to surviving the new reality he now faces.

Xia Yingying was once the epitome of an extremely elegant and gracious lady. Now, she lay there at the bank of the sea looking broken and shattered with bruises on her skin. She was deeply in love with her fiance Tang Qing and treated her best friend Hu Mingyou like a sister. Only to find out now at her death point that they were secret lovers, they caused her family's downfall, made her miscarried beaches they knew she was carrying the child of a powerful and untouchable tycoon___ Lu Quinzue. She made a vow that if she was ever reborn, she would make these two beg for death and make their backers pay tenfolds. ****************** Lu Quinzue was stunned. Never in his life has he met someone as bold as the girl. " What makes you think you're qualified" Lu Quinzue said lazily. " Your grandma likes girls with elegance and temperament that match mine" Xia YingYing continued. " There are two or three candidates with that qualification. Why should I choose you?" Lu Quinzue looked at her sharply. " I can treat your grandma's illness " Xia YingYing said. She didn't want to use this method but then she just has to reveal her identity.

I wake up in this blinding white space — typical Heaven aesthetic — and there’s God, sitting on a cloud like He’s been waiting for me all along. I expected harps, angels, the whole “Welcome to Paradise” deal. Instead, He looks at me and says, straight-faced: “Death retired.” I blink. “Excuse me… what?” “The Grim Reaper, the entity of death? Yep. Retired. Bought a beach house in another dimension. You’ve been chosen to replace them.” At this point, I think I’m hallucinating — bread still stuck in my throat or something. But no, it’s real. I’m now the new Death. And not the spooky skeleton with a scythe — no, I’m basically unreasonably powerful. the Death? Cloak, scythe, creepy skeleton vibe?” "Yeah, but that image's outdated. I have to walk across different worlds — real life, movies, games, comics, anime — all of it. And here’s the kicker: my power? Way too unstable. I don’t just shake someone’s hand and they drop dead — that’d be boring. It’s worse… my thoughts alone can vaporize people. Think “Oops, that guy’s annoying” — poof, he’s gone. Accidentally, imagine blowing up a planet? Say goodbye to that solar system. God leans in, still smiling like this is all normal: “Don’t worry, your mind will need training… lots of it. But you’ll get the hang of it. Also, yes… you can still have friends, relationships… maybe even fall in love.” I stare at Him like He’s insane. “With these powers? You sure?”

Due to a word from the fortune-teller, a wealthy family brought her back from the orphanage. Born at the same time as their biological daughter, Jiang Boyan had been bullied and even beaten up by her adoptive parents since she was young. They had even sent her to a solitary island prison surrounded by seas on all sides. However, her fate changed today. Jiang Boyan met a man in a black suit and a golden tie. He descended from the helicopter like a god of death. His subordinates shot down the criminals and the detestable prison guards on the isolated island, leaving her alone. “You look a lot like her. Want to come with me?” he asked. For the sake of returning to her normal life and for revenge, she held his outstretched hand. He had originally thought that she would only be the substitute for the woman he loved, but little did he expect her to finally discover his secret as they met naked on the beach…

Naph had a couple of years of extremes. One year, he was trying to chase down a few rats in a desert. Another he was hunting bears in a river. There was a year when he just chilled himself on a beach. His volatile heart mayhems his life. This time his hunt had a different breed entirely. Named Bulwark. Quite the bounty on such a name. The only requirement? Bring the head back clean and without damage. Hunting was a sport. At least that’s what he had learned by watching others. Every adult showing off their repertoire of the dead. His volatile nature and teen years hadn’t taught him whom to show off or not. Bulwark was his first human kill. Yet it was his first insight into what a ‘catalyst’ could do. His survival had been on his intellect earlier, but not anymore. The world responded. He ran. Ran into things he hadn’t heard. Will the world make him another number in its long list of the dead? Or will he learn its truths? Will he know of the unspoken words he hadn’t processed? His heart a volatile entity; the world a raging a beast chasing him. And a few words that he didn’t knew- yet one etched itself in: “Cata”. ---------------------------------------------------- This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alex_reads'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :)

"You know what deku... it dosen't matter how much the world hurts us... it dosen't give us the right to harm innocent... be a hero- no be a symbol, a symbol for prosperity" Read the rewritten chapters. The boy lying on the beach with his eye bloodied and burned with rain the bloodied boy smiles at his own pain. "A pinky promise it is hehe he" even though blood flowed, smile never left his face. A story about 2 quirkless children who wanted to be hero, 1 prevailed and OTHER, HE CHANGED, and change is what he or YOU want. Even though the world forced him to become a monster he didn't let his friend become one, for the one named JIN Is not a villain and certainly not a HERO! A monster with the power and secrets of One. Welcome to my WORLD! Welcome in the roots of my nightmare. MHA X Monster hunter. What to expect : Before you dive into points just read this - if you felt that the org ending was bad then this for you, if you are someone who wants or like well developed side character, like their pov or the story following them this is for you, if you thought that some part of org was not realistic then let me tell this is really for you. Even though the mc (jin) will not Struggle externally his struggle is internal. The story has dark theme, if you believe you are mature enough to handle heavy topics WHICH WE WILL DEEP DIVE INTO then your welcome. . . .i am Crimson emperor. 1. Smart and realistic MC WARNING! because of his past life the mc has some base like 50/100 the story part that revolve around him will be his character development, his decisions and how he control and grow his power. he is like lesser jhon wick returning to the world 2. Lots of training and thinking for other character and everything in between. 3. A lot of original arcs, there will butterfly effects, that's obvious right? ----There will be a whole non canon storyline (places) (character )and stuff, that will affect main storyline. YES MAJOR monster hunter world and it's elements will be included LATER but (not guaranteed) with but i need your opinions on that. MC doesn't know everything about MHA, only few major points, he has only watched anime till season 4 long time ago! and some short randomly.

This work is now put on hiatus and continued in the new original work with the title "Catalyst Cross Lesio". Please read that from now on. Also the same story is available on RoyalRoad.com with the new title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username alex_reads. ----------------------------------------- Naph had a couple of years of extremes. One year, he was trying to chase down a few rats in a desert. Another he was hunting bears in a river. There was a year when he just chilled himself on a beach. His volatile heart mayhems his life. This time his hunt had a different breed entirely. Named Bulwark. Quite the bounty on such a name. The only requirement? Bring the head back clean and without damage. Hunting was a sport. At least that’s what he had learned by watching others. Every adult showing off their repertoire of the dead. His volatile nature and teen years hadn’t taught him whom to show off or not. Bulwark was his first human kill. Yet it was his first insight into what a ‘catalyst’ could do. His survival had been on his intellect earlier, but not anymore. The world responded. He ran. Ran into things he hadn’t heard. Will the world make him another number in its long list of the dead? Or will he learn its truths? Will he know of the unspoken words he hadn’t processed? His heart a volatile entity; the world a raging a beast chasing him. And a few words that he didn’t knew- yet one etched itself in: “Cata”.

Romeo O'Brian has spent most of his teenage life studying, sailing, and silently loving Briar Crawford -- his sister’s best friend, his next-door neighbor, the girl who lives like she has nothing to lose. When their families send them to the beach house alone for the summer, Romeo knows it’s his last chance to tell her how he feels -- before he sets off on a year-long solo sailing trip around the world. But Briar is drowning in her own way -- caught between grief, guilt, and the ghosts of the brother she lost. She's not interested in falling in love. And if she was, it would never be with Romeo, the cinnamon-sweet boy who sees too much. Now surrounded by friends, secrets, and unexpected feelings, Romeo has one summer to prove he’s more than the sweet, sensitive, guy she's always known. Everyone's making him look cool -- funnier, hotter, more grown than she ever saw before. And Briar has to decide whether the only heart she’s never meant to break... might be the one she can’t live without. It’s supposed to be casual. Just a distraction. But Romeo’s not a little boy anymore. And no matter how hard she tries, Briar can’t stop falling for him

Becca Dame is drowning in work, her boss’s harsh words pushing her to the edge. She quits. Desperate for an escape, she books a solo trip to a secluded beach resort—no deadlines, no stress, just indulgence. Only then her toddler boss shows up with his wife. Too many running into each other in the big resort of Palm Springs only to end up on his bed. How did it happen when she hates him and his existence

January 1, 2005 – Humanity was not greeted by fireworks, but by chaos. The Gates appeared – portals to another world teeming with monsters. For nearly two decades, awakened humans battled to survive, until one day, they defeated the Demon King, and a new age of hunters began. But not everyone gets to be a hero. Kiryu Karigaya is 20 years old. He’s weak. He’s poor. He’s been called ugly, bullied his whole life, and works night shifts at a convenience store just to survive. Unlike others, he never awakened. His dreams of becoming a Hunter? Impossible. Until the day he discovers a strange capsule on the beach… and wakes up inside a perfect version of himself — strong, handsome, and powerful. Now, armed with a mysterious system and a new body, Kiryu enters the gates not as himself... but as the avatar he created. But if his real body is still inside the capsule, who—or what—is really in control?

Synopsis **Lina Marchesi doesn’t remember the night her fiancé died. She only knows he drowned near their private beach house on the Amalfi Coast—and that she was found barefoot, bloodied, and unresponsive in a boat nearby. There were no signs of foul play, and Lina, an American expat novelist, hasn't been able to write since. A year later, under the weight of trauma, gaps in her memory, and public suspicion, she returns to the same village—not to heal, but to hide. But the quiet isn’t quiet for long. Whispers trail her in the market, her old neighbors keep their distance, and someone keeps leaving pages from her *unfinished manuscript* on her doorstep—pages she doesn't remember writing. Enter **Milo Caruso**, a former war photographer turned reclusive innkeeper with his own ghosts. He’s disfigured from an explosion, hiding out in the crumbling hills above the sea. Their paths cross when Lina takes up residence at his isolated property, and tension builds—first in silence, then in sharp, probing conversations over wine and cigarettes. Their connection is messy, magnetic, and deeply flawed. Milo is blunt and emotionally unavailable; Lina is unraveling but seductive, using charm as armor. They orbit each other—drawn, repelled, resisting. But both know what it’s like to live with something unspeakable. As Lina pieces together her fractured memory, it becomes clear that her fiancé’s death wasn’t as accidental as the police claimed. And someone in the village wants the truth buried. And as she and Milo fall into a love that’s as brutal as it is tender, Lina begins to ask herself the scariest question of all: **What if she killed him?**