Rosa Nera Significato Tattoo

"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!

Lucian inclinó ligeramente la cabeza, permitiendo que el sol iluminara brevemente sus rasgos antes de dar un paso hacia atrás y desaparecer nuevamente entre las palmeras. Sabía que ese breve vistazo sería suficiente para dejarla preguntándose si realmente lo había visto o si su mente le estaba jugando una mala pasada. Mientras se alejaba más hacia las sombras, no pudo evitar sonreír para sí mismo. Había algo deliciosamente satisfactorio en ese pequeño intercambio. No había necesidad de palabras; Todo estaba dicho en las miradas furtivas y los silencios cargados de significado. Pero incluso mientras disfrutaba del juego, no podía ignorar la lucha interna que lo consumía. Cada vez que veía a Eliza, sentía cómo sus muros se debilitaban un poco más. Ella no era solo una pieza en su plan; Era mucho más que eso. Y esa realización lo enfurecía tanto como lo fascinaba. — ¿Qué estás haciendo conmigo? —murmuró para sí mientras se alejaba aún más hacia el mismo bosque cercano. El sol comenzaba a ponerse, tiñendo el cielo con tonos cálidos de rosa y naranja. Desde su nueva posición oculta, Lucian observó cómo Eliza se reunía con sus amigos alrededor de una fogata improvisada. Sus risas llenaron el aire nuevamente, pero él podía ver que la mente de Eliza estaba en otro lugar. Sus ojos seguían escaneando las sombras detrás de ellos, como si esperara verlo aparecer en cualquier momento. Un poco más tarde, observaba desde las sombras, su cuerpo inmóvil como un depredador acechando a su presa. La cabaña de Eliza estaba a pocos metros, bañada por la luz plateada de la luna llena. Desde su posición, podía verla a través de la ventana. Su cabello dorado caía en cascadas sobre sus hombros mientras se movía por la pequeña cocina, aparentemente distraída. Pero él sabía que no estaba tranquila. Lo había sentido en el aire, en la forma en que su energía vibraba con una mezcla de ansiedad y curiosidad. Había algo en ella que no le permitía estar lejos, algo que le hacía cuestionar sus propios propósitos. No podía permitirse el lujo de sucumbir a ese vínculo, no cuando su alma estaba consumida por un deseo de venganza que ardía como un fuego inextinguible. Eliza era un punto débil, un riesgo que no podía permitirse. Pero al mismo tiempo, era un riesgo del que no podía apartarse. Lucian cerró los ojos por un momento, dejando que la brisa marina le trajera el aroma de ella; esa mezcla embriagadora de vainilla con un toque de salvaje, algo que lo hacía querer acercarse más de lo prudente. Apretó los puños, intentando contener el impulso primitivo que lo empujaba hacia esa cabaña. Había venido aquí para observarla, para conocer al enemigo o al menos eso se decía a sí mismo. Pero en el fondo sabía que era una mentira. Había venido porque no podía mantenerse lejos. "Es una distracción", se recuerda con gravedad. "Una distracción peligrosa". Pero entonces la vio detenerse, su cuerpo tenso como si hubiera sentido su presencia. Un leve escalofrío recorrió su espalda al notar cómo giraba lentamente la cabeza hacia la ventana, sus ojos buscando algo—o alguien—en la penumbra. Lucian llamando para sí mismo, una sonrisa cargada de ironía y algo más oscuro. Ella lo sentía, incluso si no lo entendía del todo. La conexión entre ellos era fuerte, una cadena invisible que los ataba a pesar de sus esfuerzos por resistirse. Cuando Eliza se giró hacia la puerta tras escuchar un crujido en el porche, Lucian supo que era el momento. Dio un paso hacia adelante, dejando que sus botas crujieran deliberadamente sobre la madera. Quería que supiera que estaba allí, quería ver esa mezcla de miedo y fascinación en sus ojos cuando finalmente lo enfrentara. — ¿Vas a invitarme a entrar o debo quedarme aquí toda la noche? —preguntó con su tono más aterciopelado, dejando que su voz resonara como un susurro cargado de intenciones.

What does it mean to be human? In the far distant future where all life has seemingly perished, an astral meteor collides into the remnants of a giant mechanized disc located underground in an isolated ghost town. From the disc, a single entity awakens within cryostasis with only one clear path: "I must kill the Lords of METIS." She wields a blade surging with the life force of an ancient named Alfaic, whom she denounces upon first contact. She is an unnamed warrior, who is affectionately nicknamed Lyn (LYNBG52) by her comrades from a single mysterious code name tattooed on her left arm. Grotesque aggressive creatures known as the Rots are composed of a combination of rotting entities that roam the lands. Seeking to devour all life they come across, their relationship with the denizens of METIS and the apocalypse resembles more than just their sustenance, but a secret that Lyn must discover for herself if she is to save humanity or watch it perish. "What is humanity? Nothing but a hand or a leg? So easily disposable. Frail insignificant beings... crawl to whatever disc you originated from..."

Kai Nakamura is a directionless twenty-something, trapped in the monotony of a convenience store job and a life of unfulfilled potential. Everything changes when he is suddenly transported from a mundane night shift in Tokyo to a bizarre, multidimensional landscape with two moons and impossible creatures. Discovered by Lyra, a mysterious woman with living circuit-tattoos, and accompanied by a six-eyed creature that defies biological understanding, Kai learns he is far more than an ordinary human. He is a "bridge" - a critical point of connection between multiple realities that are becoming dangerously unstable. The multiverse is experiencing a systemic breakdown. Boundaries between different layers of reality are becoming permeable, causing dangerous "immune responses" from entities called Null Fragments, which attempt to violently seal these breaches. Kai's unique potential makes him crucial to understanding and potentially stabilizing these fracturing realities. Driven by memories of his dying mother's belief in his unexplored potential, Kai begins an extraordinary transformation. His training with Lyra reveals abilities that go beyond normal human perception - he can interact with reality's fundamental systems, interrupting and redirecting complex multidimensional processes. As Kai learns to navigate this new existence, he discovers that his role is not just about survival, but about preventing a catastrophic collapse of interconnected realities. His journey is a profound exploration of personal growth, systemic change, and the nature of consciousness itself.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

It pays to look like the undead, when the paranoid emperor holds all first born nobles hostage in the Royal Academy. Particularly when the promiscuous crown prince treats the place as his own personal harem. That's why the infamous royal recluse, Lord Patric Siccus, doesn't mind that he looks like a dehydrated goblin, or that his eyes bulge out when he's too excited, and how his mouth fills up the rest of his face when he tries to smile. He went there for the library, after all. ___________________ !!! DISCLAIMER !!! This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright 2024 Gem Vecino All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author, Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al.

[TRIGGER WARNING: Mature Content + Dark Themes] Having spent her life avoiding the spotlight, María Jośe never imagined she’d be the one to bring shame to her esteemed De la Vega family. With beauty as captivating as a field of lilies, she is the prized daughter of an ambitious father who cares more for his reputation than his children’s happiness. When Álvaro Montenegro, the arrogant heir to the Alpha title, sets his sights on her as his chosen Luna, María Jośe is desperate for a way out. But everything changes when the Moon Goddess answers her prayer in the most unexpected way: María Jośe discovers she is an Omega—wolfless and the lowest rank in the pack. Once held in awe, she is now shunned; a source of shame to her father and a target for ridicule in the pack. As her life turns upside down , María Jośe's hatred for the pack grows. The only solace she finds is in her growing, forbidden bond with Axel Montenegro—Álvaro’s older brother, who has long turned his back on the pack. These two developed a love-hate friendship born from their shared disdain for the pack’s cruelty, which slowly evolves into a passionate and secret romance. But when Álvaro discovers Axel’s interest in María Jośe, jealousy ignites within him and he suddenly wants María Jośe as his own. Love, vengeance, and betrayal all brewed into a whirlwind of drama, desires, and deadly comebacks. Will María Jośe rise from the ashes of her former life, or will she be consumed by the power struggles of the pack she despises? Will she give in to the oldest brother who is scared of commitment or the younger one who fiercely seeks redemption? ______ EXCERPT: “Axel, no. We… can’t do this!” I jolted back when he pulled up my skirt. As if to retaliate, Axel grabbed my wrist and yanked my body to his. “We can do whatever I say we can do, María José.” “I’m your brother’s reject. Do you even hear yourself right now? He didn’t want me, Axel. What does that make me to you?” “I don’t care about Álvaro’s foolishness. It's his loss for losing a woman like you.” “Okay, I must confess. I'm not worried about him either. It's Rosa… you're getting engaged to my sister in a month!” “Let me remind you, María José—I don’t give a fuck about that either.” No matter how hard I jerked, Axel wasn’t letting me go. And part of me so, so foolishly didn’t want him to.

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

On that night, as I walked aimlessly through the alleys with tears streaming down my face, I kept mumbling, “I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life.” I was so immersed in my self-wallow that I didn't realize how far I had wandered up the mountain until I tripped on a rock and landed on my right knee. “*Hissed* How do I walk back down limping?” I murmured into the silence, unsure of what to do next. Just as I was about to find my way back down, something caught my eye at the top of the mountain, just a few steps away from me. A flower was glowing there, radiant and mysterious, and I couldn't help but feel intrigued by its presence. I limped towards it, ignoring the pain in my knee, my gaze fixed on the flower as if it held the answers to my troubles. As I stepped closer, I heard a rustling noise behind the bushes. “Hello, is someone there?” I called out gently, but deep down, I figured it was just a rabbit or something. My attention remained on the flower, its beauty ethereal, enhanced by the full moon hanging in the sky. Just then, I felt an odd sense of courage wash over me, and I decided to touch the flower. As my fingers made contact, I was unprepared for what happened next: the flower's glow transferred to me, slowly causing it to wither away. “No, no, what did I do?” Panic surged through me as I tried to brush the glow off my body, but instead, it became even more blinding. Suddenly, I felt something leave me, and whoosh—I was lifted off the ground, emitting a fog-like glow as the world around me darkened. “*Gasp* Where am I?” I opened my eyes wide, darting them around in confusion, trying to make sense of everything. “Was it just a dream?” I wondered aloud, but everything looked so familiar; I found myself in my room, yet something felt profoundly different. I stood up, intent on freshening up, but paused when I noticed my fingernails—they were ash-colored and longer than before. I didn’t remember getting a manicure, so what was happening? I pushed those thoughts aside and stripped down to take a quick shower, but that’s when I let out a startled scream. A massive flower tattoo covered my back! “H—how? I didn't do this, right?” Confusion and disbelief washed over me, but beneath it all, a thrill of anticipation began to stir within me. What had transpired? What did it mean for the future? The events of that night felt like a catalyst for something far greater, and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I could hardly comprehend.

“I do not belong to the professor... It is the professor who belongs to me.” Dr. Aahmes Abdel, a world renowned Scientist, came to the Philippines to meet the equally famous Prof. Eric Antonio, just to find out how utterly irritating the professor is. He decided to stay by his side, though, and in the process, find out why the person he looks up to seems to hate everyone else, aside from his 10 year old niece. * I originally wrote this is tag-lish (Tagalog and English) since Dr. Aahmes speaks in English while Prof. Eric speaks in tagalog because speaking to the Egyptian doctor was too much of a bother. I plan to translate the whole thing in English. PG 16 WARNING: this FICTION is set in the OMEGAVERSE universe Reader discretion advised. !!! DISCLAIMER !!! This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright Gem Vecino 2025 All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al #omegaverse #scifi #boyslove #mxm #BLromance #omegaverse #mpreg

Hace años, cuando era solo una niña, Rosa huyó con sus dos amigos Alejandro y Matías, justo cuando estaban a punto de ser marcados como esclavos y vendidos para trabajar en un burdel. La desgracia cayó sobre el grupo cuando Matías quedó atrapado y para salvarlos, Rosa se sacrificó distrayendo al hijo del dueño del burdel, Graham, quien los perseguía. Rosa hizo que sus amigos prometieran que a cambio de su sacrificio, volverían para liberarla. Con el paso de los años y la reunión con sus amigos, descubrió que no todas las promesas se mantendrían. Atrapada en un burdel con un hombre que desea convertirla en su mujer, Rosa comienza una relación inesperada con Zayne Hamilton, un general de otro reino. Zayne se ofrece a comprarla de Graham y abre el camino para que su sacrificio no sea olvidado.

What happens when you're the sole survivor and eyewitness to the latest conquest of a hero in hiding? Well, you're forced to act as the new hero, of course! Simon was ready to die by the hands of the evil behemoth, when the Golden Hero of Legend 'accidentally' saves him instead. Forced to take all the glory for himself, he must travel to the capital to stand by the Emperor's side as the continent's new 'hero'. Can Simon be strong enough to take on the role? Find out in this RPG-style interactive fantasy adventure novel! How many endings would you meet? How many times will you die? Have fun choosing how your next chapter begins! !!! DISCLAIMER !!! *I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright 2024 Gem Vecino All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author, Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al.

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

"Não aqui, fracote! Vamos nos encontrar no riacho perto da fronteira da alcateia em uma hora, aí você pode me mostrar o que tem." Ele a informou. "Tudo bem, desafio aceito! Mas se eu te derrotar, você vai parar de me intimidar e me deixar em paz!" Aurora disse entre dentes. "Claro." Ele respondeu. "O ódio que tenho por você só vai acabar quando você não existir mais. Lá, ninguém virá te salvar e eu finalmente poderei te destruir. Ninguém desrespeita Dante e fica impune!" Dante pensou consigo mesmo enquanto se afastava. A vida de Aurora era para ser perfeita, já que ela tinha nascimento nobre, mas infelizmente estava longe da perfeição. Seu pai era o beta, o segundo no comando do Alfa da matilha e sua mãe era uma das fortes guerreiras da matilha. Como ela era a primeira filha, foi tratada como uma flor, protegida de danos, tristezas, perturbações e problemas, e só foi exposta à pura alegria, puro amor, felicidade e tudo de belo enquanto crescia, mas sua vida não era cheia de rosas, conforme ela foi ficando mais velha! Crescendo, ela acreditou que seria normal como todo outro lobisomem de sua matilha e da comunidade de lobisomens inteira, mas, infelizmente, ela era estranhamente diferente. Ela era a única lobisomem na sua matilha que não tinha um lobo, um animal interior, portanto era tratada como uma excluída. Enquanto outros lobisomens recebiam seus lobos em seus décimos sextos aniversários, o dela se recusou a aparecer. Nem mesmo quando ela completou dezoito anos. Nem mesmo quando ela encontrou sua companheira!!!

—¡No aquí, débil! Nos encontraremos en el arroyo cerca de la frontera de la manada en una hora, entonces podrás mostrarme lo que tienes —le informó. —¡Bien, desafío aceptado! Pero si te derroto, dejarás de acosarme y me dejarás en paz —Aurora dijo entre dientes. —Claro —le respondió él. —El odio que tengo por ti se detendrá cuando dejes de existir. Allí, nadie vendrá a rescatarte y finalmente podré despedazarte. ¡Nadie falta al respeto a Dante y se va sin consecuencias! —Dante pensó para sí mientras se alejaba. La vida de Aurora se suponía que sería perfecta ya que era de un nacimiento noble, pero desafortunadamente, estaba lejos de ser perfecta. Su padre era el beta, el segundo al mando del Alfa de su manada y su madre era una de las guerreras más fuertes de la manada. Como era la primera hija, era tratada como una flor, protegida del daño, la tristeza, las perturbaciones y los problemas, y solo se le mostró la pura alegría, el puro amor, la felicidad y todo lo hermoso mientras crecía, ¡pero su vida no estaba llena de rosas, a medida que envejecía! Al crecer, había creído que sería normal como cualquier otro hombre lobo de su manada y toda la comunidad de hombres lobo, pero ay, era extrañamente diferente. Era la única hombre lobo en su manada que no tenía lobo, un animal interior, por lo que era tratada como una marginada. Mientras que otros hombres lobo obtenían a sus lobos en sus dieciséis cumpleaños, el de ella se negó a aparecer. Ni siquiera cuando cumplió los dieciocho. ¡Ni siquiera cuando encontró a su compañero!

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

The Colors: Segunda Geração Sete escolhidos. Um segredo perdido. O destino do mundo em jogo. Em um mundo onde as cores guardam poderes antigos, sete pessoas comuns na Coreia do Sul são marcadas por um destino extraordinário. Sara, Rafa, Maycon, Mia, Lunar, May e Faye recebem habilidades únicas ligadas às cores — cada uma com um propósito, cada uma com um peso. Mas esses dons não vieram por acaso. No mundo paralelo de The Colors, sete livros sagrados foram perdidos. E após dez anos de buscas fracassadas, uma nova geração de herdeiros é escolhida — humanos que jamais imaginaram a guerra silenciosa que os aguarda. Agora, com olhos que brilham em branco, azul, cinza, verde, rosa, vermelho e preto, eles precisam descobrir quem são, o que os une, e o que exatamente está tentando emergir do outro lado da realidade. Uma fantasia sombria e misteriosa sobre identidade, poder e sacrifício.

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

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

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

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

Obsession is a gripping tale that follows Rosa, a young woman captivated by Nick , a global superstar whose face haunts her every waking moment. What begins as a chance encounter in a dimly lit restaurant spirals into a dangerous obsession that consumes her life. With every passing day, Rosa’s fixation on Nick deepens—her thoughts consumed by his every move, his every glance. As she plunges deeper into the world of fame and desire, she finds herself entangled in a web of mystery, love, and peril, where the lines between admiration and madness blur. Rosa’s pursuit of Nick leads her into a world far more treacherous than she imagined. Behind Nick’s perfection lies a dark secret—one that Rosa is unknowingly drawn into. As the tension rises and the stakes get higher, she begins to realize that her obsession might not only destroy her but also unravel Nick’s carefully guarded life. Love, elegance, danger, and an inescapable mystery collide, making Obsession a story that will leave readers questioning how far they would go for love, and what happens when obsession takes control. This twisted journey is about more than just fame; it’s about the cost of obsession, the allure of the unattainable, and the danger of chasing someone else’s shadow. Can Rosa break free, or will the web of obsession pull her deeper into its trap?

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

"There's a 15-year-old boy named Edlin who finds himself lying on the ground, injured, but when he gets up, he can't remember anything except his name. He's wearing torn pants, carrying a sword and a knife, and has a strange tattoo mark on his stomach. And to top it all, someone has stabbed him from behind with a knife. One thing's for sure he's no ordinary boy." "And now, Edlin embarks on a journey to discover who he is, who stabbed him, and why. But his quest is soon interrupted by a ferocious pack of wolves. Weary and wounded, Edlin must summon all his strength to survive this deadly encounter. Will he be able to protect himself and unravel the mysteries of his past? Read on to find out..." Edlin ( The conqueror )