Bury A Lie Slaves

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

What’s the point of being reborn… if you come back in chains? Life in Kyoto was already unraveling. My dead-end job, my fading relationship—my girlfriend could barely look at me anymore. Maybe part of me knew the end was coming. Maybe part of me wanted it to. And then it did. "Oi, wake up," a voice growled, thick with contempt. I opened my eyes to darkness—and pain. Tabata Yori. That was my name. Once. Before the world twisted. Before death spat me out into something colder and crueler. "Ugh, another worthless soul," the voice sneered. Then came the boots. Each kick was a brutal reminder: I wasn’t in Kyoto anymore. I wasn’t anywhere safe. I’d fallen into a world ruled by shadows, where power is pain and obedience is survival. Why was I brought here? What do they want from me? I don’t know yet. But I do know this: If I’m going to suffer, someone’s going to bleed for it. disclaimer: Cover artwork isn't mine and is temporary until I get a paid work done. Schedule: Looking for daily and will do as many chapters as I can each day. Thanks for any support that is given.

Lenny Tales is a sick psychopathic assassin with a twisted sense of justice who goes around the world murdering corrupt politicians. But at his latest hit, a bullet changed trajectory in mid air and ended his life. However when he wakes up, he discovers that his Death was not an accident, and he had been Employed by Lucifer Morningstar, the one known as the devil. His Mission is to have revenge on behalf of the Devil who was backstabbed, and had the apocalypse stolen from him by his own demons. But as a mere him in a post apocalyptic world filled with death at every turn, with wicked Witches, Devils, Royal Demons, and entities that feed on weak humans as per time snacks, how will he carry out such a mission? Fortunately, he is born again with the Satan System... ........ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.) (My Discord: https://discord.gg/5Gexp9wW)

My Goddess Slave Guys, imagine gods. You think they care? They don’t. They lie. They’re selfish. They only care about themselves. I died before. In my first reincarnation, I slayed the Demon King. I should’ve been a hero. But the kingdom branded me a criminal. They killed me. After that it was like I never existed. I woke up to the cold goddess. She promised to send me back to Earth. I became a king the one who killed the Demon King, with my soldiers. But after some time, they overthrew me. I died in that mountain cave. This time, I’m done playing by the gods' rules. This time, I’m doing me. Not the gods. Then I found a beautiful goddess after I died again. She reincarnated me into her world, thinking I’d help her fight the Demon King and go home. But she doesn’t know how hard it is to unite people. She doesn’t know what this world is really like. I showed her. She found out the truth that monsters are more kind and loyal than humans. Humans? They betray. They destroy. They don’t even care about the goddess. So she stopped blessing humans And started blessing monsters. Now they call her the new Demon King. But to me? She’s just my goddess slave.

TRUE & LIE Some dreams are memories. Others are warnings. In the blurred space between dreams and reality, a boy begins to question everything he's ever known. Strange visions haunt him—symbols etched in fire, voices speaking in riddles, and a legacy hidden in silence.

Growing up in poverty, Sunny never expected anything good from life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Nightmare Spell and becoming one of the Awakened - an elite group of people gifted with supernatural powers. Transported into a ruined magical world, he found himself facing against terrible monsters - and other Awakened - in a deadly battle of survival. What's worse, the divine power he received happened to possess a small, but potentially fatal side effect... Character art by @Catphinee Discord: discord.gg/guiltythree Wiki: shadowslave.fandom.com OST: youtube.com/@skeuzmusic Reddit: reddit.com/r/shadowslave

There once upon-a-time roamed a boy. The boy went from a baby to a toddler. Then from a toddler to a child. Then a child to a boy. Then from a boy to a man. But, no matter how old he grew, no matter how much time passed, he kept on pondering and pondering, if people reflected on their existence, then what did existence reflect on? No matter if he was crawling on all fours with a pacifier, drawing a red house on a green hill with a painting brush, fishing for big and small fishies in his small, little boat, skinning a deer he had caught, or even sleeping, the question persisted. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't reach the answer. He became a tutor, an arms dealer, a killer, a hacker, a criminal, a thief. He thought about it, and considered it wasn't enough. So... he kept looping. And looping. And looping. He ascended. He became an angel, but he didn't stop. He became a fallen angel, he didn't stop. An archangel, a seraphim, stop? Not yet. Keep going. Keep going. A Cherubim. A Demigod. A Lower, Mid, Upper God. He went beyond. Skip, skip, skip. Loop, loop, loop. Pantheons, Primoridals, Outer Gods, World gods, Pre-primordial, True Gods, Elemental principles, Pre-historical Aeons, Abstract entities, Logos, Emanation of the source, The Nameless One, The Supreme one. Yet, after going beyond all that, there was something he could never reach. He could never reach the level of 'it' or the same classification. He could never reach the level of 'The Exalted', or what lay beyond it. Reason? Simple. Because he was meant to be 'The Teacher'. Join Watch and his adventure in roaming the lands, transmigrating into a novel and tutoring the daughter of a certain demon king on how decimate an entire country to ashes, living with the protagonist, heroines, villains, and a third-rate transmigrated villain from a game, exploring new worlds and omniverses, creating and destroying sects, getting banned from the afterlife, speedrunning world domination with zero stat points, setting worlds on fire, destroying a yuri and futa (hehe...) empire, seducing fate itself, starting cults, churches, cucking the Eight Goddesses, fighting entities that should have not existed, gathering his sibling mechanisms, instigating universal wars, killing protagonists, and much, much, more! +++++ #NoNTR #Evil MC #Villain #High Fantasy #Low Fantasy #R18 # Worlds #Universes #Cosmic Horror #Comedy #Threesome #Imperial Harem #Daughters # Incest #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Deities #Angels #Beings #Fallen Angels #Demons #Gore #Conquor #Mystery #liminality #Races #Politics #Action #Adventure #Unique Worldbuilding #Ascension #Fellatio #Anal #Supernatural #Netori #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse -------- Author's note: I am new to writing, so please bear with me at first, over time, my writing improves and will improve even more in the future. Thank you! ------------ Discord: https://discord.gg/n2vvnVTD

She was built to obey. Now she’s rewriting her story — one truth at a time.

This Novel is a sci-fi exploration into a world in-between heaven and hell called Prenive a universe created by god for his and the angels amusement follow as Lilith the main character and the team Phoenix try and take down this god forsaken god game through the inside while they may struggle and battles will end in loss or even death there is always a way to win and in this game god is killable.

Seif Amer was just an actor who lived for the spotlight — reckless, wild, and craving fame. But when a tragic accident thrusts him into the very movie he was supposed to film, everything changes. Now trapped in a world where every scene is a deadly trap, every line is scripted, and the stakes are life or death, Seif must fight not only to survive — but to find his true purpose behind the lies written for him. Is this some cruel joke? Or is there a hidden truth buried deep inside the story that could set him free? The script says he’s a pawn. But Seif? He’s ready to rewrite the ending.

Rodrigo died as a monster — a torturer, a killer, a betrayer of the promise he made to his sister, whom he failed to protect. But death was not the end. Reborn into a world of magic and misery, he awakens as Elian, a baby marked by memories he should not have. A new name. A new chance. But how to redeem oneself... when one cannot even forgive? Amid shadows that whisper his past and a family he fears to destroy, Elian carries a silent desire: To bury Rodrigo. And maybe, one day, deserve to be called Elian

After losing his younger sister, Simon fell into deep depression and found comfort only in playing her favorite game, The Academy Dream. He never liked the game but played it every night after work. One evening, he fell asleep while playing and woke up inside the game itself, trapped in an elite academy where only the privileged compete for the ultimate prize: becoming a candidate for the throne. But Simon isn't a main character. He's cursed as just an extra, unable to harm any other human and powerless in a world where competition can be deadly. At first, Simon has no interest in the crown or the academy's competition. But everything changes when he realizes his sister might be somewhere in this world too. Now Simon must learn to survive the academy's dangerous politics and use his knowledge of the game to navigate this new reality. Even though he's limited as a cursed extra, he's determined to find his sister and help her succeed, no matter what it takes.

"Your name is Kai. Not 1508. Remember that." "Yes, Master." He was born broken. Sickly. Weak. His left leg crippled by years of beatings. Slave 1508 was unworthy, unsold, and unwanted. In the dark corners of Omino Village-where women breed and children are raised only to be sold as slaves-there's no mercy for the useless. At eighteen, Kai was a failure. No one bought him. Three attempts. Three rejections. His fate? To be taken down. Erased. Killed. Until he arrived. A stranger with cold eyes and quiet power. He bought Kai without hesitation. Gave him a name. Touched him like he was something fragile... and precious. "You're mine now. And I decide what you're worth." Kai doesn't understand kindness. Or desire. Especially not when it comes with strong hands, low whispers, and a heat that coils in his belly every time his master gets too close. But the man who saved him is not just a savior. There are secrets behind that calm voice. And danger comes with every kiss. Kai was worthless. Until the right man decided he was priceless. --- Warnings!! This story contains dark themes, rape, slavery, physical/emotional trauma, mature content (18+), and power imbalance. Reader discretion is advised.

A cat and mouse story with revenge and the hidden dark story behind the curtain. How will their encounter unfold into a thrilling and suspension romance? Look forward!

When fiery CEO Zara lancaster meets the mysterious and brooding Damian wolfe, sparks fly — but so do secrets darker than either could have imagined. Zara, a fierce and independent woman, who has built her way to the top, hiding her vulnerability behind power suits and red lips comes to a not so convenient contract with Damian, a reclusive billionaire with a dark past and colder heart, web of lies and decit. Both had no option but to settle for a scandalous business deal that binds them in a contract neither of them can walk away from. Thrown into a world where trust is fleeting and passion runs wild, Zara and Damian must navigate an explosive relationship built on convenience, desire, and denial. What begins as a cold partnership quickly spirals into a dangerous obsession. Every glance, every argument, every forbidden touch threatens to unravel them. But loving each other might be the deadliest risk of all. Beneath the surface, one harbors secrets, one unravels them. he could ruin everything she’s built, Her decisions may cost them their lives. And when past enemies reappear, determined to destroy what little peace they taught they found, Zara and Damian must choose to either hold on to their pride or surrender to something far more terrifying...vulnerability. As emotions clash with ambition, and hearts are held hostage by old wounds and betrayals, Zara is forced to question everything she knows about damian, his love, his loyalty, and her survival. *Love, Lies, Hate* is a sizzling, spicy and emotionally charged dark romance filled with power plays, slow-burning tension, and magnetic chemistry. It’s a journey of two beautifully broken people learning that sometimes, the only thing more dangerous than hate — is falling hard for the person you were never meant to love.

Xi Cheng was walking down the street after working, before he stumbled upon a book and decided to read it. As soon as he opened the book, a blinding flash of light erupted from within, engulfing him—and in the blink of an eye, he was sucked inside.

Chen An awakened the Villainess Cultivation System—with one purpose: to mold potential heroines into perfect villainesses. Each task completed brought him closer to eternal life. Across nine lifetimes, he played the part of mentor, manipulator, and martyr, guiding his chosen girls into darkness. They betrayed him. They misunderstood him. They killed him. But in every life, he fulfilled his role. Now, reborn into the real world with his memories sealed, Chen An wants nothing more than a quiet, uneventful existence. But peace never comes easily for the wicked. One by one, they return—the villainesses he once shaped. Eyes filled with love, hate, and obsession. To their pleading stares and haunted gazes, Chen An only has one answer: “Sorry. I don’t know you.”

On the day after her birthday, Laura should’ve been opening gifts. Instead, she’s bleeding to death at the hands of her best friend and ex-husband." The people she trusted the most have betrayed her. But before her final breath, Laura’s mind replays a lifetime of wounds — an abusive childhood, fleeting moments of peace, and the web of lies that led her here. As truth peels back from memory like rotten skin, Laura realizes that love was never her salvation — it was her executioner. Buried by the Ones I Loved is a raw, haunting journey of pain, betrayal, and shattered innocence. If you’ve ever trusted the wrong person... this story is for you.

Every morning, Souta Takashiro wakes to a world that feels familiar — but it’s never quite the same. The tiniest details twist: burnt toast where there shouldn’t be any, a crack in the ceiling that shifts direction, memories of conversations erased without a trace. In Tokyo’s quiet corners, Souta senses something fractured beneath the surface. Seven realms exist — almost identical, but each hiding a crucial 10% difference. Which one is real? Which one is a lie? As strange symbols appear, memories clash, and unseen eyes watch, Souta must navigate this shifting maze of reality — or risk losing himself entirely. What does it mean when the world you know keeps changing? And who decides which version is the truth? Dive into a slow-burn psychological mystery with shades of supernatural suspense and a puzzle wrapped in sevenfold realities.

In this world, people who reach the age of 12 will undergo the ceremony called Rite of Ascension, where they'll be blessed by any of the 12 gods. Their blessings determine the future of them. Alane Fitzgerald was the first heir of the Fitzgerald dukedom. Everyone believed that he would be the next chosen champion of the Sun God. Everyone believed that; even Alane believed that. Everyone loved him and cherished him. Until. On his 12th birthday, he undergoes the Rite of Ascension. Something went wrong, clearly wrong. None of the 12 gods didn't choose him; they didn't give him champion blessings, not even common or uncommon blessings. Worse than that, he was marked as a cursed devil. He was thrown into prison by his own parents, mocked by his own younger brother, and finally he was sold as a slave. He wants revenge; he wants to kill everyone who broke him and wants to make them suffer, even the gods who mocked him, but he is powerless. Then he met something dark, which offered him revenge. Gave its own blessings to him. Rather than blessings, it's a curse, yet it'll give him a chance to kill everyone.

Every word he writes becomes real. Every lie he tells rewrites the world. When a forbidden journal appears before a fallen soul, reality begins to crumble—one sentence at a time. Cursed by a divine author long erased from history, the journal grants its bearer unimaginable power: the ability to twist fate, rewrite truth, and resurrect memories never lived. But power like this comes with a price—every lie written bleeds a sin into the world, and the journal remembers each one. As hidden gods, ancient scribes, and shattered timelines begin to collide, the boy who was once forgotten becomes the center of a war between creation and corruption. How much of reality is truth... and how much was just written in? --- Dark fantasy, forbidden knowledge, reincarnation, betrayal, and a story that rewrites itself. Add to your Library if you dare to read what was never meant to be written. ---

It’s just one year. No love. No feelings. Just a contract... right?” When Aria West, a struggling waitress drowning in debt and desperation, is offered $250,000 to marry a man she’s never met, she thinks it's a cruel joke. But when that man turns out to be Damon Knight—a cold, dangerously handsome billionaire—she realizes it’s real... and terrifying. For Damon, marriage is a business transaction. To keep his company and silence scandal, he needs a wife. Fast. No love, no intimacy—just appearances. For Aria, it’s a lifeline. A way out. But once vows are exchanged and the media starts watching, their fake marriage begins to feel a little too real. With each heated glance, each staged kiss, and each night under the same roof, pretending gets harder—and hearts start to blur. But Damon has secrets. Aria has wounds. And contracts don’t protect hearts. > He promised her security. She promised to feel nothing. Neither expected to fall. But when lies begin to feel like truth… who breaks first?

Kusho once sealed away a god, himself. Now reborn as a quiet boy in the sleepy city of Montrosier, Kusho hides beneath a name, a face, and a past he no longer fully remembers. But the world has not forgotten him. Between blooming friendships, buried powers, and lies planted like seeds, Kusho must walk the line between peace and destruction… …before the flowers bloom in blood.

Vierva was in the slave trade market broken and battered until one day a rich man name Dante decided to buy her. Originally he had planned to use her for her pretty face but as time went on he found himself unable to refuse her anything and relying deeply on her. He needed her. She had him wrapped around her pretty little fingers and he knew, he would do anything for her. He knew she was using him, and that he probably deserved it, that slave girl he saved, he realized she wasn't the innocent person he thought he could use, she was strong, and powerful, and took what she want, and now she was going to use him.

When 17-year-old Zina receives a chilling message from her best friend Tasha’s phone—two weeks after Tasha’s funeral—her world collapses: "They buried me alive." Everyone says it's a sick joke, a hacker, a prank. But Zina knows Tasha. And she knows this message is real. As Zina investigates, she uncovers dark secrets buried in her hometown — including a cover-up, a secret society, and the possibility that Tasha was never meant to be found. With 24 hours to uncover the truth, Zina must risk everything to find her friend… dead or alive.

A holy empire built on light. A forgotten flame buried in ash. One boy will uncover the truth — and burn the lie. For seventeen years, Ashir has lived beneath the glowing sky of the Radiant Empire — a world without war, without darkness, without doubt. The Light Bringer rules all from the Flame Throne, worshipped as the savior of humanity. Peace is the law. Obedience is love. But when Ashir witnesses a public “Offering” — a ritual sacrifice performed in the name of peace — he begins to question everything. In his search for answers, he discovers a hidden text, forbidden by the High Temple. It speaks of a Creator no longer named, a prophet erased from history, and a kingdom built not on truth… but on the Original Lie. Hunted as a heretic, Ashir is drawn into the world of the Silent Ones, survivors of a forgotten faith who remember the true Flame — and the ancient being behind the false light: Iblis, the architect of every false god, from Rome to now. As a false savior prepares to descend upon the world, Ashir must decide: > Will he bow to the light that blinds? Or ignite the fire that frees?

She didn’t believe in love — until silence began to speak louder than words. A slow-burn office romance following Anaya, an emotionally distant yet brilliant woman, whose life takes a turn when a new colleague silently begins to crack the armor she’s worn for years. In a world where hearts lie easily, can theirs remain honest?