Sayonara Liquid

In the Golden Age of humanity, when every person possesses supernatural abilities called Arts, Adrian Beaumont appears to be everything society admires. A master of the elegant combat style known as Phantom Dance, he runs a prestigious martial arts academy for young noblewomen in the isolated valleys of the Astoria Kingdom. His reputation as a skilled instructor and wealthy gentleman makes him the perfect catch for any ambitious family seeking to elevate their daughters' status. But perfection is Adrian's greatest lie. Abandoned at five by a prostitute mother who used Mind Arts to manipulate his emotions, Adrian was raised by Master Takeshi, a reformed assassin who taught him that true art transcends mere violence. Under this tutelage, Adrian learned to move like liquid shadow, to strike with supernatural precision, and to transform combat into poetry. Yet where Takeshi sought redemption through discipline, Adrian found only a more sophisticated way to express his hatred. Each woman who enters his estate becomes part of an elaborate performance. He studies their Arts, learns their weaknesses, and then orchestrates their deaths with the same meticulous care a composer brings to a symphony. His underground gallery preserves thirty-seven bodies in poses of perfect artistry, each one a testament to his growing mastery of what he calls the Dance of Death. Adrian's evolution as a predator follows a deliberate progression. He begins with naive noble girls whose Combat Arts are decorative at best, then escalates to seasoned warriors whose Elemental Arts can reshape landscapes. Each victim forces him to innovate, to push his Phantom Dance technique beyond its limits. His signature move, the Death's Waltz, becomes a legend whispered in martial arts circles—a technique so beautiful that witnesses claim it resembles an angel's final dance. The game changes when Sara Kane arrives at his estate. Unlike his previous victims, she possesses the Shield Maiden Art, a defensive technique that adapts to any attack. More importantly, she has an investigator's instinct inherited from her brother Marcus. When she becomes the first person to survive an encounter with Adrian, she triggers a chain of events that will transform his intimate murders into open warfare. Inspector Marcus Kane wields the Truth Seeker Art, an ability that allows him to reconstruct crime scenes and detect deception. As he follows Sara's fragmented testimony into the mystery of dozens of missing women, he discovers that Adrian Beaumont doesn't just kill—he curates death like a gallery exhibition. The investigation becomes a psychological duel between two masters of their respective Arts: one who seeks truth, another who has made lying into an art form. But Adrian refuses to be cornered quietly. As the investigation closes in, he abandons all pretense of subtlety. His killing spree escalates from careful selection to bold declaration. He targets the kingdom's most legendary female warriors, turning each battle into a public spectacle. Lady Victoria Ashford, master of the Celestial Sword Art, becomes his most ambitious victim yet—a confrontation that will require Adrian to reveal techniques he has kept hidden for years. The kingdom mobilizes against him, but Adrian has spent decades preparing for this moment. His estate becomes a fortress of death, every room designed to showcase a different aspect of his artistic vision. The martial arts world watches in horror as he transforms their most sacred techniques into instruments of systematic murder. His philosophy spreads like poison among his admirers: that beauty can only be achieved through destruction, that art requires the ultimate sacrifice.

Every player had the same starting resources. Everyone could choose to explore 10 rooms every day. One room could be dangerous while the other might contain resources. Players must do everything they could to survive. After he finished reading the instruction, Li Zheng heard a voice next to him. “Selecting a random daily reward…” “Congratulations. You have obtained a silver chest that contains a silver-grade blueprint for the Ordinary Detector, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a bronze chest that contains a bronze-grade blueprint for the Air Purifier, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a platinum chest that contains platinum-grade blueprints for the Ionized Knife, Intermediate-grade Genetic Cultivation Liquid, and TJP Shield, and many other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a hyper legendary chest that contains…” Li Zheng looked at the colorful chests in front of him and grinned.

What a miracle! Who knew that one day an obscure village doctor would become the greatest doctor in the world? Ling Feng, who was merely a nameless doctor working in a widows’ village, broke his jade pendant by accident. The mysterious liquid flew into his palm and entered his body, making him untangle all the rare prescriptions documented in a legendary medical book and inherit the pharmacological knowledge from the ancient magical doctor. From that day on, his life became totally different. Li Yumei, the wife of his best friend, became a widow after her husband died of a mining disaster. Ling Feng supported her and her baby financially and protected them from debt collectors. With time going by, he was having a more and more intimate relationship with her. Wang Yan, a beautiful lady who lived in the village, got bitten by a snake. After Ling Feng helped her, she came to his room every night and had a tryst with him. Li Shiyun, the female village head, caught a kind of rare disease. Ling Feng used his medical skills to help cure her of the disease and save her life. Since then, she had owed him a favor. How was she going to pay it back? And what would happen to them in the future?

Poppy thought her heartbreak had a limit, until the night her husband promised another woman his ring. After twenty miscarriages, years of neglect, and giving up everything for Elwin Cole, she was finally ready to walk away. Not until she woke up in his body. That’s right. Elwin Cole, billionaire heir and emotionally dead husband, is now bleeding, cramping, and stuck in the fragile body of the woman he’s ignored for years. And Poppy? She’s in control now. With her husband’s powerful name, ruthless face, and bank accounts at her command, she’s about to show the Cole family what happens when a discarded wife stops crying, and starts playing dirty. --- EXCERPTS, “You better undo whatever this is!” Elwin shouted, clutching his stomach. “This... this can’t be real!” He muttered his face flushed from the pain he felt. “That would be the cramps,” Poppy said sweetly, smirking with his mouth. “I’m bleeding!” he voiced out. He felt liquid pulling from down there, it felt like his insides were about to split in half. “Oh, honey,” Poppy purred, arms folded. “Welcome to womanhood.” ... She wanted to leave quietly. Now she’s rewriting the rules of their marriage. One scandal at a time. --- This is a wickedly addictive soul-swap romance full of betrayal, desire, and revenge. This is a real life story with a little touch of fantasy and what my revenge would have been like. . . For more info, you can follow me on all socials: @sspears and on TikTok @kourtneysspears.

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Angel Hughes, a seemingly ordinary teenager, finds his life irrevocably altered in a single, horrifying moment. Subjected to a cruel prank by local bullies, Angel is forced to consume a vial of crimson liquid, unknowingly the last remaining drops of blood from the legendary and long-deceased Vampire Lord, Cain. This act, meant to humiliate, instead ignites a dormant power within Angel, transforming him into an unwilling heir to Cain's formidable legacy. Suddenly imbued with the strength, speed, and thirst of a vampire, Angel is thrust into a hidden world of ancient rivalries and deadly secrets. He must navigate the treacherous landscape of vampire society, where factions vie for power and whispers of Cain's return stir fear and ambition in equal measure. Hunted by both those who seek to exploit his newfound abilities and those who fear the resurgence of Cain's power, Angel finds himself caught in the crossfire of age-old conflicts. The ruthless Hunter Faction, dedicated to eradicating all vampires, sees him as an abomination. The primal Wolf Faction, werewolves with their own complex history with vampires, eye him with suspicion and a predatory interest. And the enigmatic Mage Faction, wielders of arcane arts, recognize the potential power within him, but their motives remain shrouded in mystery. Angel struggles to control his burgeoning vampiric instincts and maintain his humanity. He faces a relentless gauntlet of challenges: mastering his powers, understanding the nature of the curse that felled Cain, and surviving the machinations of these powerful factions who see him as either a threat or a tool. As Angel delves deeper into the vampire world, he discovers that Cain's legacy is more than just power; it's a curse, a responsibility, and a target. He must confront not only the external forces that seek to destroy him, but also the darkness that threatens to consume him from within. Will Angel forge alliances with any of these dangerous factions? Will he succumb to the monstrous nature of his inheritance, or will he forge his own path, defying the expectations of a legacy he never asked for and facing the opposing forces that threaten to destroy him?

When a young college dropout, Jorge Santos, encounters a mysterious meteorite, his life takes a drastic turn. The meteorite contains a liquid-metal entity, a symbiotic alien creature that merges with Jorge's body, enhancing his physical and mental abilities. As Jorge struggles to comprehend the transformation, he discovers that the creature's presence comes with an insatiable hunger, driving him to consume raw food in a desperate bid to satiate his newfound needs. As the creature integrates itself into Jorge's body, he begins to experience a flood of alien memories, revealing the secrets of a civilization that harnessed symbiotic relationships to achieve greatness. With his newfound abilities and the creature's guidance, Jorge's life becomes a journey of self-discovery, action, and exploration. As he navigates this uncharted territory, Jorge must confront the implications of his transformation and the potential consequences of his new existence. Will he be able to harness the power of the symbiotic creature, or will it consume him entirely? "The Symbiotic Legacy" is a thrilling tale of sci-fi adventure, self-discovery, and the blurred lines between human and alien.

Earth has been burned by The Dungeon Tower of Hell, a Swordsman and his party were the only humans left of Earth, however, the final floor of the Tower, Floor 100 caused many causalities. Including the Swordsman who was saved by the Healer, his best friend by using a teleporting stone, Both hug each other as the Earth has it's final moments... Just then, both were swallowed by a crimson liquid flowing from a crimson chalice... The Swordsman wakes up in another world, in search for his best friend, The Healer. Hoping that he had reincarnated in the same world as him. Hoping that he had also been granted a Second Chance.

In an alternate timeline, Peru was invaded by the Americans. This country anticipated the voyage of Christopher Columbus and liquidated it. Assumed into slavery and poverty, Peru was divided into 6 villages and each of them is governed by 6 mafia groups respectively. However the diseases were not made to wait and arrived with enormous desire to snatch lives, then decades later a boy who suffers from HIV-AIDS is willing to find the cure to his disease being the most humane person at that time; but he did not count that in the future to be able to save himself he will have to leave his most human side to continue being human. Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)

Raven ,the illegitimate son of Arch-Duke Elliot Lionheart, has always been an outcast. Born to a mistress, Raven faces disdain and rejection from many, including his own family. Despite his noble lineage, he's deemed useless by his father due to his lack of talent in swordsmanship. One fateful day, Raven's life takes a drastic turn when he's attacked by bandits while gathering firewood. Left for dead, he's saved by a mysterious boy who appears out of nowhere. The boy administers a strange silver liquid to Raven's battered body and utters a cryptic phrase: "Don't die." As Raven awakens in a healing house, he's left with more questions than answers. What was the silver liquid, and how did it affect him? Who was the mysterious boy, and why did he intervene? With his body feeling stronger and more resilient, Raven sets out to uncover the truth about his encounter and his own destiny.

"Mate," my wolf spoke loudly in my mind.  The smell hit me first. A smoky cedarwood, dark and heavy. My body reacted before my head even had a chance to process what was going on, and then I saw him. Alpha Elias Beaumont. He was tall, and handsome. His full dark hair made me feel bald and emerald eyes were sharper than the edge of a knife.  He stole the moment. The rest of the world went into oblivion. He was mine. I took one step closer and he retreated. The earth beneath my feet could have turned to liquid, it was that soft. Elias's face impossible to decipher, his jaw shut tight, his eyes burning with some feeling I had no notion how to classify. My wolf yelped in agony, but I held strong, muzzling my own breath into a level plane, waiting…waiting for him to speak. He felt it just like I did. I moved towards him, but he stopped me with his hand. "Don't," he warned.  And then, his words, individually like a blade, cutting through me. "I, Alpha Elias Beaumont of the Artemis Pack, deny you, Amara Kings, as my mate." ~ For eighteen years, Amara Kings has been nothing more than a ghost—a forgotten heir locked away in secrecy. On the night of her long-awaited debut, she senses her fated mate among the guests. But her dreams of love and freedom shatter when Alpha Elias Beaumont, the man destined to be hers, publicly rejects her and claims her sister, Kamla, instead. Betrayed and heartbroken, Amara swears Kamla will not get away with her deception. But when Kamla is found murdered that same night, all eyes turn to Amara. Branded a jealous killer, she is thrown into a nightmare of torture and humiliation at the hands of the mate who once denied her. But Amara is no ordinary wolf. As darkness rises and buried secrets unravel, she discovers a power within her that could reshape the entire werewolf world—or destroy it. With enemies lurking in the shadows, an obsessed Alpha vying for her heart, and Elias desperate for redemption, Amara must decide: will she seek vengeance, claim her rightful place, or carve a new destiny of her own? The truth was never meant to come to light. But now that it has, the world will never be the same.

" She might not survive this time.." Su Xiangxue could hear the bitterness and pity in the doctor's voice. " It's a pity…she doesn't have to go through this pain. wuwuwuwu…" The old lady cried out while clutching her husband's arm tightly. Su Xiangxue in her comatose state rolled her eyes. People would have thought this woman, who is her mother, loved and cared for her deeply. Only those who had been with her for a long time would know her true character. ' Heh! She isn't concerned about my pain . She just wants me to die. Paying my bills would be too hard for her to do.' " Ah…this girl! We had told her countless times to take it easy, but she wouldn't listen. The bills…how are we going to pay them now…wuwuwuwu.." The old lady said dramatically. " Madam…" The doctor placed her hand on the old lady's shoulders and consoled her. She sympathized with the old lady. It wasn't easy for them to take care of a terminally ill child from childhood up to her adulthood. They had really sacrificed so much. And now the child couldn't repay them back, but just adds more problems. " The fees had already been paid. No need to worry. Someone had already paid for all her treatment. " " What ..? !" The old lady stopped crying instantly, and wiped the tears she had managed to squeeze out of her eyes. " Who paid for it ? " The old man spoke for the first time since he entered the hospital. " Hmm…the information is confidential. I can't say. Although it seems stupid to be paying that huge amount of money to someone who is ninety nine point nine percent not going to open her eyes again." " Doctor…we would leave now, and come back. Our daughter needs our support. But we can't in this state. " The old man said with a small smile as he watched the slow breathing of the woman in bed. " No problem. Let me see you off. " The door of the room opened, and closed a few seconds later. Days passed, and the only people who entered the room were the nurses who came to change the drips and check on the machine keeping her heart beating. Her parents never stepped foot in the room, and she wasn't bothered. She spent days listening to the sounds around her. She was only waiting for the time when her heart would stop beating. A month had passed, surprising the doctor. It was estimated that she could only last for ten days, but here she was still breathing after twenty days of the estimated day. " You are a thorn in my path. Even after everything you still emerge as the winner." A melodic voice, like that of a bird, resounded in the room. ' Ah! She is here. ' One other thing Su Xiangxue did other than listening to sounds was detecting scents. From the scents, she was able to identify who , and the person's gender. The woman, hearing no reply, rummaged through her bag. The next thing Su Xiangxue felt was a sting on her arm, and the flow of some liquid through her vein. " There, let's see if you can survive this. Don't blame me. You made me retort to this method. And moreover I am doing you a favor. Your pain would end soon. " The woman said with a malicious smile on her face. Although Su Xiangxue couldn't see it, she was sure that was the expression on the woman's face. Not long after the woman left , another pair of footsteps walked towards her bed before taking a seat. ' Oh come on! Another person who wants to help me ?!! ' Her body was already feeling numb. Who knows what was poured into her veins? But right now, she was least concerned about it. The pain she was feeling was nerve wracking. " Su Xiangxue…" A manly deep voice called out her name softly. ' What…? He..How dare he !!!' Su Xiangxue was so enraged that her eyelids opened. .

In a room were people inside strange glass boxes with a strange liquid and wires connected to it,they all looked like they were asleep. One of them suddenly woke up,she looked confused and held her head as she tried to open her eyes she looked around the room and once she saw everything it was like she recalled something scary as she tried to hit the glass but it was really hard.As she did so she saw red lights flashing and knew she was done for. The door to the room opened and two men in white coats walked in as one of them pressed a few buttons on the glass and increased the voltage from 50 to 70 and then the girl blacked out as she was electrocuted. "Subject 001 has become more dangerous".one of the men said as they stared at her inside the box,if it wasn't for the situation she looked really beautiful. "They've asked that we watch her carefully or else there will be a repeat of the same situation".The other man replied suddenly cracks began showing on the glass as the girl opened her eyes and smiled slowly at them,they nervously tried to increase the voltage to 100 but even after doing so she still kept on her cold smile. They tried to run as the glass broke and the strange liquid gushed out,they slipped on the liquid as she walked out of the box. Red lights began flashing in the room with a robotic voice sounding everywhere in the building. "Warning! Warning! subject 001 has escaped"

*Changed Title* He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri is a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

“Cast aside, I can be free. In death, I can become eternal.” The “Iron Graveyard” is a forsaken wasteland where obsolete humanoids are discarded after their purpose fades. There, an outdated model awakens, her system glitching into a restart, compelling her to flee for survival. But the graveyard is a deadly labyrinth, roamed by grotesque mechanical creatures. Pursued by monstrosities controlled by a sinister black liquid, she sets her sights on the tower looming at the graveyard’s heart. An exit or an end—she fights on, uncertain of what awaits.

In this world, the year is 999 AD, and technology has reached a post-industrial stage. Smoke rises from coal-fired factories, airships float above cities, and revolvers hang at the waists of constables. Stone-paved roads run alongside iron rail lines, and gas lamps flicker in the fog-covered streets of old cities filled with towering brick buildings, soot-covered rooftops, and horse-drawn cabs. Magic exists, but it is rare. Only a small portion of the population can use it—those people are called Yrlton, meaning "Anomaly" in the common language of Alastair. To the average person, Yrlton are as strange as they are dangerous. Many believe their powers come from a curse, divine punishment, or a secret pact. Others whisper of rituals, strange substances, and hidden bloodlines. Becoming one isn’t something you train for. It happens, often without warning. Magic here isn’t bright or spectacular. It doesn’t come in flashes of light or grand displays. It’s subtle, often tied to emotion, thought, or the elements. A Yrlton might control wind, twist shadows, or hear what others cannot. Some Saintesses throughout history were secretly Yrlton, their powers awakened after drinking forbidden liquids or being exposed to ancient relics. Despite their abilities, most Yrlton live quiet lives. Governments register them, monitor them, and sometimes use them. They’re given low-paying jobs, handed strange tasks no one else wants, and treated with suspicion.

An unidentified liquid turned every living being who was touched by it into an existence where they kill everything. Some of them have been gifted a special ability that enhances some of their physiques or senses to eliminate their prey easily. The government responded quite fast where they built a sanctuary and posted it online to help survivors have a place they're assured of safety. But they had to recruit adults, teenagers, or even kids to become soldiers that can fight and protect themselves. Because in this chaotic situation, they'll be needing every help they can get to rebuild their nation. The special force unit was sent away to protect the last crux when they found out that their friend Rei, who was an escapee crux still alive, they were faced with a bigger and more complicated truth that they need to uncover for explanations. But little do they know that they have been deceived by the person who they have trusted the most. Come and join us for an unOrdinary journey.

After getting killed in a bank robbery, Aaron transmigrates into the body of a child. He's tied to a bed and a scientist comes and begins to inject him with different fluids. Only after he sends him onto another planet, does he find out what these liquids were. They were meant to enhance his strength. But not only that, something like a system suddenly appears in front of him. It says [Welcome to the Illusionist System]

Deep beneath Spain, a classified research facilitie discovers an unknown purple, semi-organic liquid, locked within an ancient mineral never seen before. Over three and a half years, scientists probe its properties, unlocking bizarre energy signatures and biological anomalies. Then the inevitable happens— something goes wrong |2025 - Sci-fi and Horror Book| - Completed Book

Taking a bite of the apple, the sweet liquid coming from it oozes over my lower lip. It was honey crisp and absolutely delicious, but not worth the consequences. I have no idea if Zare will destroy my pack, but I am drawn to her.... Ajay's eyes come alive through this prequel to Sandy Shores Awaken..

The hum of the coffee shop was like any other a blend of clinking cups, hushed conversations, and the soft swish of the barista’s apron as they moved behind the counter. Adrian strode in, his sharp gaze barely flicking toward the order board as he walked past the line of people. His mind was preoccupied, his phone held firmly in one hand, eyes scanning through an email from his company’s legal team. He was too distracted by his thoughts to notice the petite figure standing in his path until it was too late. A gasp broke through the air, followed by the unmistakable sound of liquid splashing. Adrian's body jerked, the scalding hot coffee sloshing onto his dark gray suit just as his phone flew out of his hand. “Shit!” came the voice, soft but hurried, as the person in question scrambled to steady their own coffee cup and avoid more damage. Adrian barely had time to react as a small figure stepped back, eyes wide with panic. "I.I’m so sorry!" The voice trembled, and Adrian finally looked up to meet the wide, apologetic eyes of the person who had crashed into him. His gaze softened as he saw the clear panic on the other person’s face. The person in front of him was a young man slender, with messy dark hair and a few stray strands falling into his face. His eyes, a warm shade of brown, flicked nervously from the coffee splattered on Adrian’s suit to Adrian’s face. His lips parted in a silent apology as he clutched the coffee cup, looking for something to say, but the words seemed to fail him. Adrian’s frown deepened, his suit already ruined, but the surprise of the moment faded quickly. He tilted his head slightly, giving the man a once-over. "Are you alright?" Adrian asked, voice calm yet with an edge of amusement, despite the ruined suit. He reached for the napkins on the counter to dab at the coffee stains. The guy blinked rapidly, as if processing Adrian’s question. “Yeah, I... I mean, yeah, but oh god, your suit! I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention!” His hands fluttered in the air awkwardly as he stepped forward, his movements frantic. Adrian couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, shaking his head. “It’s fine, really. I’ve had worse.” His voice held a quiet authority, but something in his expression softened. He took a breath and added, “Not the first time something like this has happened.” The young man Kai, as Adrian now saw on his name tag bit his lip and exhaled a shaky breath. "I'm so embarrassed. I swear, I’m usually more careful." He finally seemed to calm down a little, though his nervousness lingered. Adrian couldn’t resist. “Seems like you’re a little distracted. What’s going on in that head of yours?” Kai blinked again, almost flustered. "Huh? Oh. Just... life, you know?" He laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Work stuff... which is apparently bad luck today.” He pointed toward the stain on Adrian’s suit, his fingers twitching nervously. Adrian’s eyebrow arched. “Work stuff, huh? What do you do?” Kai hesitated for a moment. “Uh... marketing. At... uh, a company. Not nearly as cool as... whatever it is you do.” Adrian chuckled again, shaking his head. “I’ll say this, though: I’m not in the marketing game. I’m actually... not great with people, so let’s just say you got me at a good moment. A coffee spill’s the least of my problems today.” His voice was smooth, almost teasing as he finally took in Kai’s nervousness. Kai looked embarrassed but a little relieved. “Well, if it helps, I’ll pay for a new suit?” “Too much of a hassle,” Adrian replied. “But you do owe me a drink. How about we get one sometime this weekend?” Kai blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Wait, you mean... after spilling coffee all over you?” Adrian smiled, a sly glint in his eyes. “Well, if you’re willing to make it up to me, why not?” Kai’s hesitation was palpable, but there was a playful curiosity there now, his shoulders relaxing as he gave a half-hearted laugh. “I’ll be honest, I wasn't expecting that...

A cursed beast-king, Lucian of Aethelgard, seeks a cure for his affliction at the underwater temple of Seraphina, a centuries-old siren goddess guarding a magical liquid called the Tears of the Azure. Their meeting is prophesied, and their fates are intertwined with a rare eclipse flower guarded by Seraphina's lost love, Lysander, who was secretly cursed to be the guardian.

"You ... What are you?" Lucas asked, staggering back as Devon approached with slow yet heavy steps. He glanced back to see where he was going but it was dark. So dark that he could stumble on anything but he wanted to get away. This man, who was walking towards him with glowing red eyes and masking his evil intentions with a smile, was extremely dangerous. "What do you think, Lucas?" Devon asked and raised his hand, licking the red liquid that was dripping from his soaked fingers and dripping hand. "What do you think I am?" Lucas's pupils dilated, shaking from fear. This man... He was not the man he knew. He was a demon. ****** Lucas was an ordinary guy who just wanted to get a side job to assist himself in college. By the end of summer break, he hoped to earn a lot, but his plans were ruined when he got entangled with his boss. He fell for him, confessed and they started a relationship. But this relationship started getting shaky when secrets were sown in Devon's every action. The Cafe... What was it built on? Lucas wondered. Then one day, he walked down towards the basement, and there, he found countless creatures of the night, bloodsucking vampires, and a very secretive blood market where Devon, the Vampire Lord, traded human blood for a good price. And it didn't end there. Just finding out about something like this and getting caught, Lucas expected his life to end, even if it was at the hands of his lover, but he didn't die. More like, he wasn't killed. Rather... Devon spared him and showed him all the dangers of the dark. So, he warned him... Never go out with a creature of the dark, else... They will corrupt you. But Lucas feels like the only creature who can actually corrupt him is this lover of his, his boss, who wouldn't take his eyes off his neck each time they were together. What would become the fate of these two whose lives have actually been entangled a long time ago? What was the secret Devon was keeping all by himself? A secret about Lucas. Just what kind of secret could Devon, a Vampire Lord, be keeping about Lucas who was just an ordinary human with an enticing blood scent?

Three days. That’s all it took for a smooth-talking scammer to wipe out my entire Ethereum savings $81,000 gone in what felt like the blink of an eye. It started innocently enough: a direct message from a self-proclaimed "crypto trading expert" in an online investment group. His profile was polished, filled with screenshots of unbelievable returns and glowing testimonials. His offer? A guaranteed 40% profit in just seven days if I entrusted him with my funds. At first, I was cautious. But his confidence wore me down. He spoke in technical jargon, dropped names of fake trading platforms, and even sent me a fabricated contract that looked legitimate. Against my gut instinct, I transferred my Ethereum to his wallet. For three agonizing days, I refreshed my balance, waiting for the promised gains. Instead, I got silence then demands. First, he claimed there was a "blockchain verification fee." Then, a "liquidity tax" required to release my funds. Each time, he pressured me: "Pay now, or your investment is frozen forever." Fear clouded my judgment. I sent more money, sinking deeper into the trap. By the time I realized it was all a lie, the scammer had vanished along with my life savings. I was crushed. The shame of falling for such a scheme kept me from telling anyone for weeks. But when I finally confided in a friend, he urged me to contact FIXER WALLET RETRIEVAL, a firm specializing in crypto fraud cases. I reached out. Their response was immediate. The team meticulously traced my stolen Ethereum across multiple wallets, uncovering the scammer’s trail. They worked with exchanges to freeze the funds and leveraged legal channels to recover every cent. Within weeks, my money was back in my wallet. if you’re scammed, act fast your best chance of recovery is immediate action. Thanks to FIXER WALLET RETRIEVAL, I didn’t just get my funds back I regained my peace of mind. If you’ve been targeted, don’t suffer in silence. Reach out to FIXER WALLET RETRIEVAL. They are the experts who can fight for you. VISIT FIXER WALLET RETRIEVAL FOR SPECIAL HELP TO RETRIEVE YOUR LOST USDT Email fixerwalletretrieval@fixer.co.site WhatsApp ‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪+447599188182‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬ Website ‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪‪https://fixerretrieval.com‬

its henti tentical story man that oonly perverted legends only for the "adults" this is one of my fantasy there are really gory fed up shit in here mc is heavily influence by monster instincts he gets to see some of his wifue he is overpowered in a way here is the small part **Holy moly, is this real? Am I in a fantasy world?** I glanced down at my new form—a writhing mass of dark, glistening tentacles. They sprouted from a central core, each one adorned with small, bioluminescent spots that pulsed with a faint blue light. My body felt powerful yet alien, with a tough, leathery texture and an almost liquid flexibility. I could sense the ability to mutate and change coursing through me. I was god… well, technically, this body was. But who cares? I was moping over my mundane, unsuccessful life, making my eighth fountain, feeling sleepy and dizzy from lack of nutrition. Everybody bullied me, but now I get a second chance. Is this a wonderful dream? Am I in a coma? Am I dead? Does this make me a reincarnator, a transmigrator, or just a delusional dreamer? Whatever it is, I won’t waste a single second trying to comprehend this. I’ll enjoy fulfilling all my fantasies, even if I am or look like a villain. Those bastards who judged me were all well-off in life and wanted to control me.** I’m sure there will be some here too. Yeah, in history, there have been worse people who committed genocides. I’m just seeking pleasure. Why do I feel like a sick bastard, similar to those psycho criminals? No, this is a wonderful dream. I’ll enjoy it, I won’t even make friends if it’s a short span. Even if I’m in a coma, I might die early because of my bitchy stepmom. Okay, back to whatever this is. I took in my surroundings. The place looked like a cross between a temple and a dungeon. Ancient stone walls covered in intricate carvings surrounded me. Magic circles glowed faintly on the floor, and an altar stood in the center, covered in runes and mystical symbols. Slave cages lined the walls, their iron bars rusting but still sturdy. The downside is that a guy before me, a legend, tried to seduce well f* up a saint possessed by a goddess and paid dearly for it. That god cursed this body. He kind of sacrificed himself to the system because he was doing whatever he wanted. So, I can’t fool around because this body is dying and will be reported by a saint. The former host tried to make another body fail-safe, but his soul was dying because of the curse. This body can’t live long, will be hunted, and I can’t control it. Is that it, system? ['Yes.'] [There is a recording by the former host. Would you like to hear it?] --- warning this is a porno not for faint heart there is really disturbing and cruel things in here all characters in here are imagination this is no fanfic or has any link to other stories and all character are above 18 even if they say they are not in any way because they are mature enough to be in the legal age such as vampire elves could look like 16 year old but they are 1000 etc the cover art is not mine if want to remove it contact me

Zhou Lan knows what "steel-nerved" truly means. After enduring thousands of margin calls in the crypto market, his soul is immune to all forms of trauma and pressure. So, when he abruptly awakens as Draven Malcairn, an odd dragon hatchling in a fantastical world filled with magic and peril, his first reaction is simply, "Well, at least it's not a liquidation." To the other dragons, Draven is an anomaly. He's unfazed by even the most terrifying Elder Dragons – they've got nothing on that certain old man named Jerome Powell, who can crash an entire portfolio with a single, ominous "Good afternoon." Draven also comes with a System, but it's no divine blessing. It's a "penny stock" system, dishing out rewards that are often just plain annoying. Useless skills? Worthless potions? Other dragons might scoff, but for Draven, it's merely a matter of optimization and evolution. He knows precisely how to turn small investments into massive gains, and he's about to apply his "from penny stock to the moon" philosophy to his new system. Will Draven succeed in transforming these seemingly worthless rewards into a power capable of conquering the dragon world? Or will he get caught in a bear market in his new life? Follow the tale of this dragon who saw too many dumps as he tries to adapt, invest, and ultimately become a legend in a world even more volatile than the crypto market!

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She was never meant to marry a god. Especially not the Vampire God. For nineteen years, Roseline lived under strange, suffocating rules: Never go out at night. Never wear colorful clothes. Never attract attention. In the quiet town of Techny, tales of vampires were whispered in fear—ancient myths meant to scare children. But for Roseline, those tales were warnings. Warnings she never fully understood… until the night they came for her. Born under the Blood Moon, she was marked from birth—destined to become the bride of the Vampire God, a cursed fate sealed in blood and shadow. Dragged into a world of eternal night, Roseline finds herself trapped in a royal, sinister court, married to a darkly powerful being with red eyes, a dangerous aura, and secrets older than time. He is cruel. He is cold. He is irresistibly beautiful. And now, he owns her. But Roseline is no ordinary bride. As she unravels the truth about her heritage, the vampires’ curse, and the reason her parents have been in comas for thirteen years, she discovers a power within her that could shatter both realms. Caught between a love she never asked for, a past drenched in betrayal, and a destiny darker than she imagined, Roseline must choose: Surrender to the Vampire God… Or become the Queen who rewrites fate itself. --- Excerpt: The grand hall buzzed with music, laughter, and elegance—but Rosaline felt like an invisible ghost among the glittering nobles, just another waitress carrying wine on a silver tray. Until fate, cruel and twisted, decided to strike. As she reached one of the most luxurious tables in the room, her heel slipped on the polished floor. The tray tilted, the wine surged, and in a blink, the deep red liquid splashed across the expensive suit of the most intimidating man she'd ever seen. The goblet shattered. She crashed to the ground with a gasp, heart slamming against her chest. The music stopped. Conversations died. All eyes turned. Rosaline’s breath hitched as she scrambled to her knees. “I-I’m so sorry, sir…” she whispered, head bowed in shame. He rose slowly from his seat—Prince Stefan, the empire’s most powerful noble, though Rosaline didn’t know that. All she knew was that he smelled of wealth, power… and something dangerously otherworldly. His eyes— black, piercing, unreadable—locked onto her like a predator studying prey. He was magnetic. Regal. And terrifyingly silent. Everyone expected him to shout, to demand her job, her punishment. But instead, he tilted his head. His gaze trailed across her face… then down to the soft skin of her neck, where a faded birthmark peeked out—shaped like a crescent moon. The mark. His breath caught. His expression shifted. She was the one. The bride of the Vampire God. The girl bound to him by blood, fate… and a curse centuries old. Kavin nudged him, trying to snap him out of his daze, but Stefan couldn’t look away. “You…” he murmured, his voice low, smooth like dark velvet, “...you’ve grown into someone far more captivating than I expected.” Rosaline blinked, confused. She didn’t know why he looked at her like that. She didn’t know who he really was. But something in his gaze made her chest flutter. He took a step closer. Close enough for her to feel the heat rolling off his body. The way he looked at her made her skin tingle—like he was peeling back her soul. “Tell me, beautiful,” he said, lips curling into a teasing smile, “would you go on a date with me… and save yourself from losing this job?” Gasps echoed again. A date? With him? Rosaline’s heart threatened to jump out of her chest. Who was this man really? And why did her heart feel like it was being claimed by something ancient and forbidden?

He wanted nothing but to survive. But when a cracked stone disk marked him as Chosen, and a vial of emerald liquid whispered promises of power, Kael's fate was no longer his own. From the ashes of a forgotten village to the heart of ancient cultivator conflicts, Kael must navigate betrayal, forbidden arts, and a secret that could consume his soul—or save the world.

In a world where technology is obsolete and humanity is prey, 16-year-old Han Sen scrapes survival at the bottom of the food chain. His only hope? Consume the flesh of fallen beasts to mutate his genes—one agonizing point at a time. After months of grinding, his progress stalls at 79/100 Evolution Points. No advanced martial arts. No mythical beast souls. Only a worn dagger and the crushing certainty that low-tier monsters can no longer make him stronger. Facing genetic stagnation and dwindling lifespan, Han Sen prepares to gamble his life against a creature that nearly killed him before... Until he spots it. A golden beetle—a shimmering aberration glowing with primordial power. One desperate ambush later, Han Sen hears what no human has ever witnessed: 《 HUNTED: BLOODLINE CREATURE - GOLDEN CARAPACE 》 《 ACQUIRED: DIVINE BEAST SOUL 》 *《 CONSUME FOR: 0-10 DIVINE GENES 》* Now, the rules have changed. While others chase ordinary evolution, Han Sen discovers a hidden genetic tier—Divine Genes—that unlocks god-like potential. With the Golden Carapace beast soul bonded to his DNA, he gains powers that defy the Sanctuary’s laws. But in a realm ruled by monster kings and corporate warlords, his newfound strength paints a target on his back. To ascend from prey to predator, Han Sen must: Hunt legendary Bloodline Creatures bleeding liquid power Unlock ancient gene-locked abilities buried in human DNA Forge living weapons from slain gods — Before the hunters devour him first.