Noose Tattoo Around Neck

The light of the fireplace cast long shadows on the wall, the fire reflected in the eyes of the woman sitting on the couch with a blanket over her shoulders. She had a bittersweet smile on her face as her mind traveled to the past days, nights long passed, nights she shared with her family when she was a kid. Memories she hoped to bring alive if possible. First story: a story adaptation of a popular folklore in Nigeria; The Princess and the half man; She had sworn on her mother's grave never to be blinded by emotions. But It'd seem she took after her mom in that aspect after all. Throwing all caution to the wind just for a man. She had thought she was different from the rest, leave it to reality to smack her back to her senses. Her feelings for her dad was complicated, she could say she hated him, but that was not quite true, no matter what, he was still her father. The one who pampers and gives in to her every whim. She knew it was partly guilt and the fact she was his only daughter out of a battalion of boys that contributed to his attitude towards her. But so what, she didn't care much for affection, all she had cared for was getting what she wanted, and that had been true about her, until now. Authors note: As a kid my dad will always sit us down at night, outside, in the darkness and tell us the most delightful stories of kingdoms long passed, Princesses and princes, magical creatures, much to the delight of us kids. But there's not much of that nowadays. So I want to share these delightful stories with everyone and I hope by doing this, these stories will not get lost in the sands of time. Thank you, have a nice read.

When a mountain comes to life, awakening its consciousness, it takes on another form—a Mountain Spirit. And that’s me reborn with extraordinary Divine powers. Want to know what these divine powers are? Well, one of them allows me to accelerate herb growth—up to one hundred times faster! Impressive, right? But wait, there’s more! I also possess a ‘golden finger’—which is ‘Space-Time’ system that lets me fish for lost techniques, weapons, pill formulas, and other treasures from the rivers of time and space. With these at my disposal, I’m sure to become stronger, at least stronger than the beautiful sect master who claims my mountain as her personal retreat and constantly drag me into her matters. It’s not an easy life, but no need to worry! I’m not just any spirit—I’m a human spirit born from a mountain, which means I have an extraordinary talent for cultivation. To top it off, my system was generous enough to grant me a divine cultivation technique right from the start. There’s just one tiny problem: it’s a dual cultivation technique, and I need a partner to cultivate it. So, I had no choice but to convince the sect master’s stunning disciple to help me out. I mean, it’s not like I’m after her gorgeous long legs, her curvaceous thighs, or her… well, you get the point. I’m just a humble cultivator trying to grow stronger by any means necessary. If only she’d run into some trouble, so I could swoop in and save the day. That would make things a lot easier for me… but alas, life is never that simple. Still, I’ll find a way. With my Space-Time system, my mountain’s power, and a little charm, I’ll outgrow this mountain and surpass everyone—even the sect master. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll enjoy the beauties along the way. *** No NTR, No Yuri, No Yaoi *** LinkTree- https://linktr.ee/Around_The_Moon Discord- https://discord.gg/zTgR9VFduX

Carn wakes up from a vivid dream where he spent a thousand years as a gargoyle, guarding a demon lord's tomb. In this dream, he possessed supernatural powers, including the ability to teleport and instantly kill anyone within range who broke eye contact with him. Heroes, saintesses, adventurers, all fell before him. When he returns to his normal life, things take a strange turn. Carn realizes he still has the gargoyle’s powers, and the world he has woken up to seems different. But adjusting to the new reality is not the real issue. Carn brings back something nobody in this world has imagined. Not only he imports his powers to this alternate Earth, but he also carries over his gargoyle instinct and his hobby. He loves snapping human necks. Whether it's ordinary humans, explorers, super soldiers, cyborgs, mutated beasts, monsters, or mysterious entities from other dimensions, Carn eagerly anticipates snapping their necks, one neck at a time... In secret, of course.

The world is divided between two colossal conglomerates, with the Sky City still suspended in the heavens, and the Scorched Gold City holding the lifeblood of gold in its grip. Molten streams of gold descend from the skies, searing with heat and littered with skeletal remains. The Southern Kingdom's dynasty has reached its end, and how could the rooster on the throne ever be seen as a phoenix? The butcher's blade has been honed to razor sharpness, yet the former martial arts titan still clings tightly to the golden chains, refusing to let go. In the frigid northern lands, centuries-old glaciers begin to tremble, and the hum beneath the ice seems to whisper the secrets buried in the previous era. The sky-reaching tree burns with an eternal flame; those who revere nature kneel in submission, chanting their faith, yet unable to raise their heads to gaze upon the everlasting blaze. In the wilderness, multitudes fervently chant, "The mind triumphs over matter," unaware that shackles have already tightened around their necks. In the endless rain of the night, fleeing rabbit encounters card that changes its destiny. The moment its hand reaches out, its fate of utter destruction is sealed. Years later, will it recall its frail self on that rainy night?

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 ......

Deep in a dark cave, on the far side of the hill cliff continent, laid a small 4-foot bat, with a proclivity for magic, and a burning passion for sorcery, but unfortunately for them. they were born in a death trap of murderous 9-foot-tall family members, ready to bite at her neck and eat her alive at any given moment, which was already a horror story in itself, but when she finds herself unable to progress and incapable of escaping, she ends up having to rely on her natural affinity for magic, and higher intellect to find her way out.

High in the Unreachable Mountains, Trill, a warrior trained by the Goatmen assassins, discovers his unique ability to control plants and fungi while mastering alchemy and swordsmanship. Haunted by a mysterious past and the medallion around his neck, his life is upended when Malgrin the Unbroken, a sorcerer bent on domination, invades his hidden village. As Malgrin enslaves the Goatmen and kills Trill’s mentor, Granny Gruff, Trill escapes, vowing vengeance. Descending the mountains for the first time, he embarks on a perilous journey to free his people, uncover his origins, and harness his powers against a rising tide of darkness.

"Ring Around the Rosie" is a classic nursery rhyme you've probably heard while walking past a playground. The playful, short song may bring back childhood memories of holding hands with your friends and spinning around in a circle. But what if this little melody wasn't as innocent as you thought? Are the lyrics truly as sweet as they sound, or is there a dark meaning behind them? Keep reading to find out!

*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ************** "I'm done playing nice, mate." His guttural voice was a threat. He wanted to force himself on her. He wanted her submission to come to him and be protected. Melisca was staring into his blood-red eyes. The grass field in it was gone. It was now a burning lava. Yes, she felt fear, but she was more furious about what he wanted for her. "You are my fated mate. My luna. Your rightful place should be right by my side, not running around spilling blood." Her face contorted in constant anger. If only looks could kill, his gorgeous head would have already been separated from his neck. "I don't want to be Luna for the people I hate." Her teeth gritted. She should have been scared. He can easily snap her slender neck. But her courage or stupidity prevailed over common sense. ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the last of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to revenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she can't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone adds up to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with my other story. > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS Please check it out as well. Thank you.

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

When Sasha is betrayed and her child dies in the hands of her fiancé, she turns to the sacred tree in Willowbrook village, pleading for a chance to bring her son back to life, accidentally summoning the villainous fae king. King Izaiah, the king of the wild fae, agrees to her plea - but as payment for fulfilling her wish, he presents Sasha with a daunting challenge: 'Take off the necklace around my neck within two months or I will have your child's life.' The challenge sounded easy except, how can Sasha steal the necklace off the neck of a monster with a death touch? Sasha's time is ticking and left with not many options, she employs all skills in seducing and outwitting the devilish handsome trickster King without touching him or she would end up losing her child. Again. For a life given, could easily be taken again. —-------------------------- "Don't bother," he told her, his voice calm yet authoritative, ensnaring her attention. His lips curled into a predatory smile. "I've lived long enough to see it all, and just like the others before you, you will fail too, my twelfth bride." His gloved hand trailed across her cheek, a precaution against the deadly effect of his touch. Despite the thrill coursing through her, Sasha's hands balled into fists. This cannot end like this. No, she refused to accept defeat. One way or another, she had to find a way to reach this twisted, broken creature. Others might have come and failed, but they were not her. She would not lose her son for a second time. Sasha was determined to conquer this challenge, even if it meant defying all odds. Hell might as well freeze over before she gave up.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

Gazing lifelessly down at the thin Japanese sword in her clenched hand, the fifteen-year old's dull brown eyes followed each drop of crimson liquid hang off the tip of the sword and land soundlessly on the ground. "Celestia." The voice of a familiar creature reached her human ears. Her gaze trailed up to meet her masters pair and this initiated his anger but she remained emotionless as he began to complain. "What the hell was that just now? I've been training you for the last ten years and I don't remember you fighting with the speed of a snail. I wouldn't have been surprised if these weak demons killed you." The straight black strands of Celestia's silky hair sway slightly under her hood as she stepped off the pile of dead bodies. The sharp weapon she summoned earlier transformed into light, allowing itself to be absorbed by the tattoo on the palm of her hand. The male glared as she disregarded his last words and spun on her heels, intending to leave the sickening scene. "How many times have I told you to not act like that towards me?" His form materialised in front of her, this allowing his long fingers to wrap around her neck. Celestia choked as her body was driven back and smacked against one of the trees in the vast forest. He released her once her face grew pale and watched smugly as she coughed and desperately inhaled as much as oxygen as she could. She bowed stiffly towards her master as soon as she managed to sort herself out. "I apologize, Zerro." His lips formed into a cruel grin and he unexpectedly planted a kick in her stomach causing Celestia to hit against the rough bark a second time. "You are just a weapon…nothing else." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ During a majority of her life, Celestia suffered through misfortune after misfortune, thanks to the demon, Zerro, who tricked her into creating a contract with him. When Han, a new student transfers to her school, he makes it his mission to help lift away her suffering. Will he succeed or will Zerro stop him from doing so?

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

In a world where mages, marksmen, fighters, and healers coexist, a devastating war erupts when a misunderstanding between the fighters and mages escalates into a bloody conflict. Betrayed by the marksmen, the mages are decimated, their power seemingly extinguished. Emperor Jian, ruler of the mages, desperately saves his infant son, Xu Feng, before succumbing to his injuries. Xian Lim, a healer, and Gu Liang, a skilled fighter, witness the Emperor's final act and rescue the child, unaware of his magical heritage. They raise Xu Feng as their own, unknowingly harboring the last remaining mage in a world that has turned its back on magic. Years later, Xu Feng discovers his powers, setting in motion a chain of events that could reignite the ancient conflict and determine the fate of a world teetering on the brink of a new war. The amulet around his neck, a symbol of his lineage, holds the key to unlocking his destiny and potentially restoring the balance between magic and might.

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

Twice killed and once saved. A king born to destroy the world. Another destined to save it. The deceased king from a fallen kingdom will rise to live again. Only to find love in a vengeful king. “Sing me a lullaby. One that will guide me to the heavens. Set me free from the chains wrapped around my neck.” “Why don’t you sing to me instead? Guide me to you. Let us set sail on these clouds together forever.” “Don’t you know what that means for you?” “I would do whatever it takes to live a dream with you.” “With this sword in my heart, I bleed for you.” (This is BL *BoysLove*) (Front cover photo is not mine. Please send me a message for credit.) (Criticism on the novel and tips on how to improve my writing are very much welcome.)

Cariann was just an ordinary man preparing for a new college year... when he got his life turned upside down. He found his body turned into a woman's... with a Dick. Not only does Cariann... well, now Carene has to fend off the lusty men around her, but a few ladies have begun to stalk her too. However, her interest lies firmly with her family... Will Carene submit under the pressure or take charge of her new fate? --------------------------------------- Alternate Names: Living My Life As A Futanari Note: Some story arcs may not have back-to-back smut scenes (happened twice so far with a gap of 20 chaps, no less in Ch 36-Ch 50 & Ch 52-Ch74) due to plot constraints. And that may happen once more until the smut becomes a continuous thing. Apologies to those expecting a hardcore smut series.

The Earth's Evolution begins with the first phase Monster Invasion, and everyone receiving a system. The system allows them to choose classes like RPG games: Warrior, Mage, Paladin, Healer, and many more. ____ Li Wei and Li Xin were both shut-in gamers and stepsiblings. They were bored with normal life and yearned to live as if they were in RPG games. When suddenly the world started to change suddenly like they wanted. Li Wei selected special class, "Jack-of-all-Trades," because he desired to master everything. There was no problem and everything was going well, when suddenly he was forced to accept the quest to kill gods, along with the upgrade of his system. Little did he know that he was chosen mistakenly because of his bad luck. However, every time he kills a monster, he gains 10× more XP and rewards than a normal person, making him stronger. ___ It was when the second phase of Earth Evolution starts, making everyone stunned because it begins with 'World Rebuilding.' The Earth begins to absorb nearby worlds, changing the whole map, adding dungeons and spawning monsters. The Earth was changing, similar to fantasy world's described in games and novels. ____ Li Wei and Li Xin were in trouble as people discovered their extraordinary strength; because of this they escape from the city of earth and head towards unknown forest where they stumbled upon a city from another world. The city was just like a fantasy where Adventures Guild existed with all kinds of quests. *** Author's Note: The story is slow paced, MC is overpowered and there is a lot of romance. There are also a lot of auxiliary chapters where I added the mc and his party's status such as their levels and skills. However it doesn't mean you have to read them it's just for people who wants to know more. *** Content Warning: R18, No NTR, No Yaoi *** LinkTree- https://linktr.ee/Around_The_Moon Discord- https://discord.gg/zTgR9VFduX

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

An action-packed, expandable race that starts in Hollywood, ends in Spain, and later continues. Racing teams partner up and then race from state to state, country to country, and continent to continent, trying to get ahead of the other racers so they can win. If something terrible happens to a racing team, they might get disqualified from the race and then get replaced with another team, but they might be seen again and then get let back in the race.

Brielle is one of the few female hunters at the association. Dealing with useless trainees every six months, she has a low tolerance for bullshit. She no longer believes in love, and nothing will change her mind after what happened to her. She believes that the only thing she can love and trust is her job, where she helps protect the defenceless by killing those who use their abilities to get everything they want. Hunting is a thrill that she enjoys more than life itself. Having a minimalist life, the only thing at home she cherishes is her painting. A vampire that refuses to choose a partner for his sister. Ketan will do anything to protect his loved ones, even kill those that threaten his livelihood. Usually, he is calm, gentle, and collected. He stays hidden away from everyone when he does not want anything to do with individuals until the day he is captured and locked away in a dungeon. After that moment, his life changed for good. Cursing the blood that he drinks, Ketan fights against the pull of drinking more blood from the person that donated the blood. An Excerpt from the book: Brielle throws her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I did not know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiled and accepted her hug. “I am sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew that this was going to happen and be as painful as it was.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think that you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You will not be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Pushing her away before losing control. Ketan moves away from her weakly. “Stay back. I am not in control of myself right now. You should not even be here right now. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds his hand out to stop her from coming closer to him. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago; now you are you pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you.” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you. I am not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I will harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It is a deadly thing to tempt fate once again.” Brielle continues to walk into the deep dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I have trusted others. I know that you will not kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other in her hair, pulling off the right exposing her neck. Slowly he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts to drink her blood deeply, but as he drank, he slowly stopped and lifted his face up, crying while holding Brielle against his body crying. Blood leaking from the bite marks while some drips down his chin. Her body was being held up by Ketan, and her eyes were now closed. Her body seemed lifeless in his arms. She started to slide forward as a deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess style in his lap, rocking back and forth. Crying fresh tears.

An early death. A past forgotten. Three people connected by the thread of fate. The Lartengarten family is know to be the cradle of prodigies in swordsmanship, magic and strategy, and as such they've served their kingdom well, sometimes even to their detriment. When the shadow of war looms closer to their family house, Wulfgar, Rheann and Raelynn must make their choices before they are dragged into a conflict that knows no end. For that, they are gonna need power, even if they want to run from their past lifes. Also posted on Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/588417/fictions

As his vision darkened, a final thought crossed his mind. “I swear, if I survive, I’m leading a crusade against kangaroos. Curse these overgrown pests to extinction.” ######### My breath hitched, and my heart raced as I beheld the figure before me. A towering silhouette of a man stood against the cosmic backdrop, dwarfing the entire universe itself. Coiled around his neck was a great serpent, its form glowing faintly with an unearthly light. His figure was shrouded in shadow, his features obscured, yet his presence was overwhelming, commanding awe and reverence. ######### what! I am the emperor of the greatest empire in the world,but why does the history of of this world sounds so off and the fuck does a single dynasty rule for over 2000 years

SEBASTIAN ~ My Heart Burns For You LUCIA ~ You’re utterly obsessed with me EXCERPT “Body to body, Thigh to thigh” Sebastian says with a grip on her neck, his lips grazing hers slightly “N…no I can’t” Lucia stutters trying to escape his grip , his fingers skillfully running around her core “Yes you can and you will”

Would you dare to turn around?

Having lived for most of her life as a worthy saintess, Maia never expected that one day, she would be betrayed by the people she once cherished. In a moment of anger, she ended up razing the Temple of Light to the ground and became an outlaw who was hunted down by the believers of light. It would have been quite a depressing story on her part, but with a certain vampire who had taken an interest on her and kept taking advantage of her along the way... (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ What time was there left to be depressed?! She just wanted to kill this blood-sucking mosquito that kept on buzzing around her everyday! ........ "Darling, your scent is much too seductive. It really makes me want to take a bite out of you." Neilos once again entered her blanket and started sniffing around her neck. "Get lost!" Maia turned towards him, trying to push him away but the man just playfully wrapped his arm around her waist, trapping her in place. "Just one bite. I promise it won't hurt." "I said NO!" "If not, then a lick would do too." "You dare!!!"

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

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