Seep Pahuja Hardy Weinberg

a calamity once shook the earth and made it seem like extinction of all was certain however amidst the ashes of destruction the earth sudden awakened a latent power which seeped out from its core, transforming the earth and it's inhabitants and granting humans miraculous powers called ABILITIES which were powered by the energy which humans had evolved to harness. plants and animals on the other hand continuously evolved into terrifying beasts with slight semblance to their weaker predecessors. Now, over 3000 years later a mysterious young boy surrounded by strange circumstances,a past shrouded in mystery , and an unusual aura surrounding him finds himself with a mysterious system and in the prestigious sentinel military academy now with a new unknown ally in the form of the system Zen is on a mission for so much more than he knows. will he succeed? especially with literal and figurative ghosts from his past coming back to haunt them and pieces of their mysterious past coming to haunt him? ( wait did i say "them" and "their"? oops spoilers!) [important message] okay so the novel starts out a bit slow with little to no action scenes and more about providing info on the world and the MC Also,truth is i was confused about what to put as a warning notice or whether to put one at all because although the novel might contain some salty language there's really nothing too extreme. also I'd like to guarantee that there are no smut scenes. there might be some times when it almost happens or it did and I might not just go into it in detail or skip it altogether. plus there might be some times with extreme gore and torture both physical and psychological (mostly psychological) especially considering I want who as far as you know is the MC and most characters surrounding him to be as heartless as possible , and I want it to be clear that the MC is by no means a good person and won't hesitate to do some morally questionable stuff to achieve his goals,although not without reason. one last thing is that at first it might seem like I'm trying to make him powerful from the start for no reason but it's mostly due to specific circumstances. okay bye!

Wes Carter is dying. A black sword pulses with corruption in his chest, his strength fading as blood seeps into the battlefield. He has no regrets—his people escaped, the war was fought, and he killed the man with void-black eyes. But it wasn’t enough. It never was. As darkness claims him, two figures appear—enigmatic, powerful, and knowing. And with cruel certainty, they reveal a truth that shatters everything Wes believed: His future was stolen. Wes remembered that day. The day, as a child, he met the man with void-black eyes. The man who stood before him, bathed in the blood of those Wes cherished. The man who could have killed him but didn’t. Instead, he burned Wes’s soul, severing something deep within him. That was the day everything changed. That was the day he became a Null. He should have been able to claim a Void Crystal, to rise like the others. Instead, he was cut off from that power, forced to forge his own way through Essence alone. And despite that, despite everything, he became peerless, a warrior standing at the edge of the Grand Stage—the universe beyond Earth’s wars. And then, all these years later, that same man returned. Not alone. This time, he led an army—not just soldiers, but Fallen, beings marked by corruption, their eyes the same void-black as his own. They descended upon Wes with overwhelming force, and though he fought, though he killed his greatest enemy, it still wasn’t enough. More questions than answers. Why had his future been stolen? Why had that man, all those years ago, chosen to cripple him instead of killing him? Now, as Wes breathes his last, the two figures offer him something impossible: A second chance. They will sever the future—a phrase Wes doesn’t yet understand—but before he can question it, they shove a black seed, dark as night, into his chest. And then—rebirth. No longer fighting for survival in a dying world, he enters a new era—one where humanity has rebuilt, where Void Crystals, Essence, and Mana-Tech shape civilization, and where the truth of the universe is within reach. Yet, the past is not erased. The man with void-black eyes may be dead, but the forces behind him still move. The answers he seeks are still out there. And this time, he will find them. Monsters. Rival races. Forgotten legends. The enemies lurking beyond the void. This time, Wes Carter will not be denied. His rise is inevitable.

Alex, a man of 24, had always considered himself a simple, unremarkable soul. He was overweight, inexperienced, and had never received any formal training in anything that could be considered extraordinary. His days followed a routine, mundane pattern that was almost too predictable. He woke up every morning to the same alarm and lived a life he didn’t really think about. Today, like all others, seemed as ordinary as the last. Yet, little did he know, this day would mark the beginning of a journey he could never have imagined. Until, that is, he met her. She was a strange woman—an artist in New Orleans, one of those mysterious figures that could vanish into the bustling streets without leaving a trace. She wasn’t from the crowds of the city, yet she somehow belonged there. After a long exchange, she ended up gifting Alex a pendent. Alex, skeptical as always, thought nothing of it at first. What could this old trinket possibly mean to someone like him? But this was just the first step in many he would take towards meeting the Baron Samedi himself. After going through a few hoops, Alex received his official invitation to Haverix in the form of a system. Haverix. The name echoed in his mind like an impossible fantasy. A floating academy founded by dragons? A place where the greatest warriors, scholars, and mages were trained to face threats beyond mortal comprehension? It was the stuff of legends, and yet, here it was, calling out to him. Alex didn’t believe in fate. He never had. But the more he read, the more the reality of it all seeped in. He had been chosen. Thrown into this strange, otherworldly realm, Alex found himself surrounded by people far more capable, intelligent, and powerful than he could ever have imagined. At Haverix, weakness was not tolerated, and Alex was forced to confront everything he thought he knew about himself. Magic, monsters, and brutal trials awaited him at every turn, pushing him to his very limits. The reality of the academy was far harsher than anything he'd ever faced, and for the first time in his life, Alex felt like a true outsider. If he wanted to carve out a future for himself in this incredible world, Alex would need to rise to the challenge, embrace the unimaginable power that lay dormant within him, and navigate the dangers that could consume him. This wasn’t just another day in his life—it was the beginning of something far greater than he could have ever anticipated. And it was all about to unfold, one trial at a time.

Smut, Slice of Life, School Life, Academy, Romance, Friendship, Mafia, Love Triangle, High IQ, Tragedy. Ashtanshire is the most respected and iconic private school in the United Kingdom. Only geniuses and children from the most powerful and wealthy families in the world can gain access, and it is done from a young age. In this prestigious institution, Lewis Kaiser DiAngelo, the youngest son of a German-American mother and an Italian mafia father, finds himself after moving from the United States. He joins Ashtanshire thanks to a special recommendation and meets other guys, forming an inseparable group known as the Hardy Boys. We follow their daily lives and those of their loved ones as they navigate the trials of adolescence, first loves, and the complex intrigues of relationships. Notice: There will be many cultural clashes among the students. As such, there may be vulgar language, drugs, etc... to enhance the flow of conversations. Any resemblance to real events is purely coincidental, as this is a work of fiction.

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

Apakah Jamur Beracun Kerajaan Baik-Baik Saja? Sang putra mahkota yang dahulu begitu dicintai oleh rakyat Kerajaan Lechen, kini menjadi anak durhaka yang mencoreng nama keluarga kerajaan. Demi menanggung aib yang tiada tanding, ia melepaskan mahkotanya, menjadi tokoh utama dalam sebuah skandal yang mengguncang seluruh negeri. Ia adalah Björn Denyster, pangeran yang kini dijuluki "Jamur Beracun Kerajaan." Sementara itu, seorang wanita muda dari keluarga Hardy, yang semestinya hidup dalam kehormatan, setelah diperdaya, dirampas hak-haknya, dan dijatuhkan ke titik takdir. Akhir dari penderitaannya hanya satu-dijual dalam pasar pernikahan, dijadikan istri bagi seorang pemabuk atau pria hina yang tak layak disebut bangsawan. Ia adalah Erna Hardy. *** Namun, tepat pada hari ia hendak diserahkan sebagai istri bagi pria tak berharga, muncullah sang pangeran terbuang, Björn Denyster, bagai penyelamat yang tak terduga. "Anda hanyalah sekadar simbol, Nona Erna. Jangan pernah mencoba mendekati jamur beracun." "Atau Anda akan binasa.”

In the depths of a primeval forest, where ancient trees twisted towards the sky like skeletal fingers, their gnarled branches tangled in a canopy of darkness. An impenetrable darkness, an unearthly silence reigned like a velvet cloak, gently suffocating all that breathed, trembled, or stirred within its grasp, like a psychopath predator. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, and the only sound was the soft, mournful rustle of leaves, as a chorus of whispers, shrouding the landscape in an eternal, spine-tingling twilight. The darkness suddenly trembled, a slow, bone-chilling glow began to seep from the shadows, casting an ethereal luminescence across the forest floor. The soft, pulsing light grew in intensity, illuminating the source of the glow; a girl with a kind of beauty that transcended the natural, whose presence seemed to command the very air around her. Her eyes, akin to a pair of golden flames, burned with an inner fire, and her hair shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, each flowing strand crackling with raw energy, as if the moon itself had descended to earth. Yet, despite her captivating beauty, an aura of terrifying power emanated from her being, making the trees seem to shudder and the shadows recoil in fear. .... In a world where the natural and supernatural coexist, One of the kingdoms ruled by humans, Eldoria, stood as a beacon of ultimate power and magic. Ruled by its charming and wise King, King Aaron. The kingdom is a delicate balance of human and supernatural forces, for the king's four wives—a vampire, a werewolf, a witch, and a human—add to the complexity of its politics. Brittany, the last child of King Aaron, is a kind-hearted and gentle soul. Despite being half-sister to eight powerful siblings, each possessing extraordinary abilities. She seems to lack the one thing that would make her truly special. Her enchanting amber-bluish hazel eyes and long silky brunette hair set her apart from her siblings' striking appearance. Constantly bullied by her sisters, Brittany's world is one of fear and uncertainty. But Brittany's life is about to take a drastic turn. The original facade of her life shattered on a single pivotal day. She begins to undergo transformations, signaling the emergence of powers she never knew she possessed. The air around her crackles with transcendenal electricity, and her senses come alive with an otherworldly intensity. When darkness arises, threatening the kingdom, could her newfound strength becomes the key to their survival or will history repeat itself? She must navigate a treacherous path, facing malevolent forces, uncovering hidden truths about her heritage; every step is a battle for survival. But will she be able to control the primal power rising within her, or will it consume her and her loved ones completely? ««« This book is divided into certain series including; -Burns Eternal. -Bounded by Flames. - Flames From The Past. »»» This is a book I write in my spare time, so expect limited uploads. As always, the author is open to hear your thoughts, so do not forget to vote and leave your sincere reviews. Midsummer07.

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Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- History repeats itself. In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers to take her to safety in exchange for helping him to a bunker and treating his wound from the gunshot. Left with no choice, Mira joins forces with the man and learns that he is Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey uncovers old memories and reveals the conspiracy behind the election of the First World Premier, their relationship evolves from suspicion to mutual dependence and affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal stories, they reveal emotional vulnerabilities to each other that they hide from the rest of the world. Drawing on her own experiences in the Commonwealth, Mira sees the truth as she falls into the dark: that darkness exists exactly because the light is shining and enjoyed on the other side. I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me, I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” That’s when I saw him. It was the same guy…I recognized him now. Or at least, his fake identity. Liam. Only, his real name was Alex, and I knew more about him than I should’ve but he didn’t need to know that. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just cover, Alex Bronson.” ~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 22-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn’t make it and assumes she’s going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she’s there and regrets not finishing the novel while she was still alive. She also uses her knowledge about the book to manipulate the supposed male lead of the novel into helping her get her way but little did she know that she’d end up falling for him. And now she has to pick between finding out why and how she’s been reincarnated and accepting her new life here with Alex.

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

[Before existence, a whisper stirred in the darkness, resonating with the essence of all that was, is, and will be. This whisper did not belong to any god or creator, but to an ancient, formless force sealed in the depths of the Abyssalvoid, a realm older than time itself. For eons, this being of unimaginable power lay dormant, its name lost to time, its presence forgotten by reality. But silence always has a sound, and from the void came a heartbeat—a signal that the entity was awakening. The Author of Realities, a cosmic force responsible for shaping the Nexus Verse, had once sealed this being—known only as ???—to protect the multiverse from its chaotic power. Now, the Author faces a difficult decision as he begins to release the very force he once contained. As the incantation is spoken, the Abyssalvoid trembles and the oppressive presence of ??? seeps back into existence. The entity emerges as a constantly shifting, formless mass of darkness and light, its power capable of bending reality itself.] "Huff.. I had finally finished this prologue." said Zar, as he finishes the prologue to his first novel, the Nexus Verse, on his 22nd birthday. His story revolves around multiverses, gods, and unimaginable forces. But as he prepares to celebrate with his family, something strange happens. A sudden, sharp pain overtakes him, and when Zar awakens, he finds himself in an unfamiliar realm—one that mirrors the world he had written. Confused and terrified, Zar explores the mysterious, ancient environment around him. He stumbles upon a glowing portal surrounded by runes and symbols, just like the ones in his story. As the portal pulls him into another dimension, As the story goes Zar suddenly realises something... and says "Hi, readers just don't die while reading this!!!"

TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy... ***Excerpt*** "My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do." "I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need. My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life. "Then so be it... Princess." *** She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him. It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons. Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas. They are endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill prey and offenders, constantly plagued by the scent of blood. The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon. What happens when there is no prey to kill? They become a threat to their loved ones. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse. Parthe, determined to let the curse end in his own lifetime, vowed never to have a mate nor bear a son. But these vows crumble the moment he crosses paths with a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.' The fate of poor Luxuria of the Ash Mountain pack, who was set to marry the love of her life, Beta Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with all her life. What happens when his curse gradually begins to seep into Luxuria, the one woman who was meant to be his remedy?

(Pls note that in this novel, Lords will be used to represent Gods, so the Lords are the Gods, this is because of religious issues, I'm not interested in a field trip to hell) __________________________ In a world where the Lords fell in battle against the Demons, the Lords blood seeped into the earth, birthing mystical flowers that grant humanity extraordinary abilities. The strong thrive, the weak perish, and the balance of power lies in the hands of those who control these coveted blooms. Kaden, a boy from the outskirts, is thrust into chaos when he bonds with a forbidden Demon flower, awakening a system that promises unimaginable power at a terrible cost. Haunted by his past and hunted for his secrets, Kaden must rise through a ruthless hierarchy, face unimaginable foes, and confront the darkness growing within him. As the line between hero and monster blurs, Kaden must decide: Will he save the world—or destroy it? "You're not that kind of man, Kaden. "Oh, no. That man is already dead. Now all that's left… is the demon.” __________________________ 50 PS= 1 Bonus Chapter 100 PS= 2 Bonus Chapters 25 GT= 1 Bonus Chapter 50 GT= 2 Bonus Chapters Pls support me with Power stones and gifts, each gift= 1 Bonus Chapter. Enjoy your read. Also note that the total chapter for this book will exceed 1000 chapters, so stick with me.

As their lips met, the world around them melted away, leaving only the gentle caress of their kiss. It was a slow, sweet burn, like the first tender flames of a winter fire. But just as she tried to pull away, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close with a gentle yet insistent pressure. His hands roamed over her back, sending shivers down her spine as he slowly peeled off her singlet. The ice block she had been holding slipped from her fingers, landing with a soft thud on her breast. The cold was a shock, making her gasp and try to pull away, but he held her fast, his lips never leaving hers. As the chill seeped into her skin, she tried to squirm free, but he was relentless, his hands slipping beneath her clothes to warm her chilled flesh. His fingers brushed against her skin, sending sparks flying through her veins like fireflies on a summer night. And yet, even as she tried to push him away, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. His touch was a slow, sweet torture, melting her resistance like ice in the spring sun. but then someone was behind the door of the room 'sucy are you here'

In 20XX, Kyoto's Hanami festival takes a terrifying turn when the "Sacred Sakura" erupts with supernatural light, opening a vortex to a world teeming with yokai. This unstable portal chaotically connects both worlds, forcing Japan to adapt to the existence of yokai and the magic seeping into their reality. When his younger sister is dragged through the vortex, a young man must face his fears and venture into the unknown to save her. I will be posting this story on Royal Road and other platforms... Apoyame en Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/estebangarofano/membership

After a calamity that took everything Mercury had ever known from him, he has to learn how to get stronger in order to survive in his knew circumstance. As a member of the rebellion, Mercury works hard in order to re-write the wrongs in his universe. But whilst he struggles on this endeavor, the constant mental struggles of the memories he had tried to repress after the calamity, seep slowly into his life, adding another challenge he will need to overcome. Discord - https://discord.gg/3dM8AkfV

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.

The Syndrome Called Riser Nafutori Prologue: Let me warn you upfront—don’t expect a happy ending here. And whatever happens, don’t waste your tears on me. Doing that would defeat the whole purpose of why this story exists in the first place. Crazy, right? The idea that my existence is now classified as a syndrome? But, hey, that’s just how things turned out. For those of you curious enough to stick around, let me clue you in. If you’ve never heard of me before, brace yourselves—because once you dive into this story, you won’t come out unscathed. The syndrome I carry? It’s contagious. It seeps into your very being. It becomes you. And, oh yeah, it bears my name. Riser Nafutori. That’s me. I’m terrible at introductions, aren’t I? But you’ll get used to it. This isn’t a tale about curing what I bring—it’s about spreading it. Some, like my good friend Raiku and a few others, call it a disease. Me? I call it fate. So, shall we start from the beginning? You’ve been warned.

Is the Royal poisonous mushroom all right? The prodigal son of the Royal family, once a beloved Prince of Kingdom Lechen, had to put down the crown in exchange for being the principle figure of an unparalleled scandal. The Royal mushroom, Björn Denyster. As a property to the Hardy family, she was scammed and destroyed, and thrown to be sold into the marriage market. She was Erna Hardy. – Today, when she was going to be sold as a wife to either a drunkard or an irredeemable garbage, the problematic prince, Björn Denyster appears to be the savior. You’re just a token, Miss Erna. Don’t try to consume the poisonous mushroom. Or you’ll die.

Nexus Online—a game launched by an unknown publisher—was shunned at first but became the world's most popular phenomenon within a year. From its virtual landscapes, players rose as superstars, industries poured billions into sponsoring high-ranking players, and guilds flourished into powerful factions. But Nexus was no mere game. Slowly, its reality began to seep into the real world. Stats, skills, and items crossed over, creating a global sport—and a new world order. Guilds thrived, corporations strengthened, and humanity stood in awe. But none of it could stop the Fracture, the day the creatures of Nexus broke into reality. Only one person was chosen to stop it, but he failed. Raine Shepard failed. 400 regressions. 400 deaths. 400 failures. He had tried everything—alliances, betrayals, brute force, treasure hunts—but nothing worked. The Fracture always came. On his 400th attempt, broken and on the brink of surrender, Raine awaited death. But as the final blow struck, the treasure bound to him—the Key of Eternity—activated on its own. For the first time in three years, he regressed again. But this time, something was different. “You’re really stubborn, you know that? It seems like you can’t do this alone,” a voice said. A mysterious AI, one that called itself Echo, emerged from the shadows of the Nexus system. It offered him something new: knowledge, guidance, and the possibility of success. The goal? To unlock the Ascendancy Protocol, a mythical program hidden within Nexus Online that could shatter the level cap and grant limitless potential. To achieve it, Raine must take a new path—a path to find the five other Keys of the game hidden deep within Nexus. “Maybe, just maybe, this time I can succeed…” But in a world where the lines between game and reality blur, "maybe" is never a guarantee.

Rose was growing increasingly nervous with their silence. She was drawn toward Adam all of a sudden. Her breathing became audible to Rose, and the musky smell of Adam caused her brain to shut off. Rose lost control and surged on Adam, cornering him, but Adam became more conscious of Rose's actions as a result of her abrupt movement. Instead of pulling himself back, He drew closer, making their lips brushed each others. This small gesture made Rose more aware of this unknown feeling which was kept hidden for so long. The restrain which was solidified over the years was giving up. If it had only been physical intimacy, she would have been content, but hearing her heart race and her breath being taken away making her completely breathless seem like more than just a passing interest. The sensation of love seeping through her emotional gaps and consuming her in its desire, driving her to crave more despite her baffled state of mind, leading her to submit to this intoxication.The unimanginable pleasure this can give her kept her going for more and more. She closed the distance between their lips, taking his breath into her. Weighing in for the last time of the consequences, she moved an inch closer.  An old tale of love, retaliation, and lost hope. It is set in the present and has figures from mythology from antiquity. It follows the journey of a young woman who thinks she is the only person who survived an awful catastrophe. After her kingdom has been chastised by the heavens for the sins of their ancestors, she sets off on a quest to exact retribution. For a century now, she has been forced to overcome the curse set upon her and discover the answers to her pressing questions. Experiencing love, she is unable to express it since doing so might endanger the lives of those closest to her. To awaken the magic from within, she must utilize her father's soul pendant and unleash her soul abilities. Her journey is plagued with peril and obstacles on its own, but things get even harder when she spots her predator. He recognizes the power she carries inside herself and wants to exploit it to his advantage. Will she experience romantic love? Will he be able to utilize it to unlock her powers? Will she exact her retribution? Rosaline Louis Ainsworth, the legendary daughter of King Louis Ainsworth. She has a sharp mind and beautiful beauty as gifts. Her caramel-colored hair cascades down her back, and her eyes are emerald. Her skin is so smooth cotton may slide on it, and her lips are pink like roses. She is committed to getting her revenge and is incredibly determined. She has made it her mission to either destroy it completely in retaliation for the same reason or recover what was taken from her and have a second chance at love. For her, it's a "do or die" scenario because living for another century would not end the cycle. She desires to treat her people fairly because even God makes mistakes from time to time. Another survivor from the kingdom of Devana is Adam Smith Black. He is attractive and captivating. He exudes danger with his black, mesmerizing eyes and demeanor. He had ascended to the top of this world after living for a hundred years. His goal is to find the key that will allow him to unleash the greatest power that has yet to be seen. A magic so potent and pure that it has the power to rule the entire universe.

Oh, big is the world and its enticing adventures. Just how can humanity, a small dot on a small planet living within the expansion of the universe, expand and absorb the knowledge of heaven. But fear not, because its spirit is inevitable, its sense of adventure unwavering, the hunger for knowledge unsaturated. Let's join in together with them and see how they fare in gaining the heaven's might and seeping out its knowledge. Disclaimer: Picture cover is not mine, credits goes to the original owner

In a distant future, humanity has achieved the incredible feat of conquering the stars, establishing vibrant colonies across galaxies. Yet, amid this grand pursuit of exploration and technological advancement, people have sadly lost touch with the essence of what it means to be human—compassion, connection, and the intricate beauty of emotional experiences. Against this backdrop, we follow Lyra, an adventurous young man with dreams of exploring the cosmos. Eager to uncover the universe's mysteries, he is selected for a prestigious mission to Elysium, an enigmatic planet cloaked in legends and whispered tales of an ancient civilization that once thrived there. Upon the team's arrival on Elysium, they are immediately enchanted by its breathtaking landscapes—towering crystalline mountains, iridescent forests, and vibrant skies that shift colors with the time of day. As they establish their research base, Lyra encounters an extraordinary artifact: a shimmering, ethereal orb pulsating with a soft light. This mesmerizing orb possesses an uncanny ability to project vivid images drawn from the memories of the planet’s long-gone inhabitants. As Lyra interacts with the orb, he is whisked away through time, witnessing poignant and powerful scenes—lovers embracing beneath the glow of two setting suns, smiles shared during moments of triumph and joy, and heart-wrenching farewells that echo a universal sense of loss. Each memory reveals the depth of human emotions, illustrating connections that transcend time and space, reminding Lyra of the warmth and complexity that come with genuine relationships. Captivated by these hauntingly beautiful portrayals, Lyra begins to question the sterile, disconnected world he has left behind. His fellow team members notice his growing attachment to the artifact and its evocative memories. Drawn in by the allure of this lost civilization, they engage in deep discussions about the meaning of profound feeling—love and loss. Through these exchanges, Lyra and his team embark on a transformative journey of introspection, grappling with the existential emptiness that has seeped into their technologically advanced society. With every new memory, the weight of their reality presses down on Lyra. He faces a pivotal choice: should he return to the cold and alienating world of human achievement, where genuine connection feels nearly impossible? Or should he embrace the emotional resonance he has discovered on Elysium, possibly seeking a new, more meaningful existence among the stars, inspired by the love and longing of those who came before him? This struggle lies at the heart of Lyra’s journey—a quest not only for exploration in the vast universe but also for rediscovering what it truly means to be human. As the echoes of the past linger in his heart and mind, he must choose a path that will define his identity and the legacy he wishes to leave behind.

Rudra was in the middle of his morning exercise, the rhythmic thud of his feet on the ground and the cool morning air clearing his mind. But his routine was abruptly interrupted by a sound that sent a chill down his spine—the piercing wail of the base siren. That siren only meant one thing: enemy jets were closing in on Indian airspace. Rudra was the first to engage the income Pakistani jets, locking onto an F-16. His MiG might have been old, but in his hands, it was deadly. His first missile found its mark, taking down one of the Pakistani jets. He quickly locked onto a second F-16, but this time, the enemy pilot deployed flares, deflecting the missile. As Rudra maneuvered for another strike, Captain Jorawar’s F-16 swooped in. Rudra managed to avoid the missile fired by Jorawar with a rapid maneuver, but the intense move took a toll on his aging MiG—his engine caught fire, and alarms began blaring in the cockpit. He ejected just in time, but disaster struck—his parachute caught fire, leaving him falling fast towards the earth. As Rudra fell, the cold wind whipping against his face, his life flashed before his eyes—not just the battles and the glory, but the regrets that weighed heavy on his heart. In those final moments, a thought gripped him: if somehow, by some miracle, I survive this... if I get another chance... I will live my life to the fullest. It wasn’t just about duty anymore; it was about making amends, about healing the wounds that time and circumstance had torn open. His mind turned to his foster family—the people who had taken him in after he lost his parents at the age of four. Commander Karanveer Batra, his father's friend, had raised him like his own son, alongside his own children. Yet, despite all the love they had given him, a distance had grown between them. The estrangement had left a scar on his mind, one that made him realize the difference between true blood and a foster family. The girl he had once loved, with all the intensity of a young heart, had ended up marrying his foster brother. She had become his sister-in-law, and Rudra had never dated anyone after that. The pain of that unrequited love had strained his relationship with his brother, and by extension, with his foster father and sister. He could still see his foster father's disappointed, pained face and his sister's helpless, sad eyes. If I survive... I’ll make things right, he vowed. I’ll repair those bonds, and I’ll create a family of my own—a family that I can truly call my own. As these thoughts filled his mind, a strange calm settled over him, and slowly, the world around him faded away. In the distance, the reinforcements from Jamnagar arrived, forcing Jorawar and his squadron to retreat. But for Rudra, the battle was over. What went unnoticed, however, was that Rudra's body had fallen onto the ancient steps of a Shiva temple, believed to be self-manifested. The temple stood silent and untouched, yet from within its depths, a thick, unnatural fog began to seep out, swirling with purpose as it crept closer to his still form—its intent unknown, its origin a mystery. Squadron Leader Rudra Pratap was born in 1992. At 32 years old, he had never married, dedicating his life to duty. And this seemed to be the end of his story... or perhaps, the beginning of something new. Follow Rudra on his journey as he defies fate, transforming from a patriotic soldier into a shrewd and calculating businessman. Watch as he not only reshapes his own life, but alters the balance of global power in his relentless pursuit of success. .................................................. #India 2 Chapters/Week

In a world where the boundaries between the mortal realm and the astral plane are held together by a fragile, shimmering veil, chaos begins to seep through. When the veil mysteriously fractures, ancient forces that were once banished to the astral plane start to awaken, threatening to engulf the world in eternal darkness. Eira, an orphaned cartographer with a secret connection to the stars, stumbles upon an ancient map that marks the location of a lost artifact—the Astralis Key. This artifact, according to legend, has the power to mend the veil and restore balance to the realms. However, retrieving it will not be easy. With the help of Kael, a rogue astral mage with a shadowed past, and Selene, a warrior cursed by the very forces they seek to fight, Eira embarks on a perilous journey across enchanted lands, forgotten ruins, and treacherous astral storms. Along the way, she discovers that her connection to the stars may hold the answers to questions she never dared to ask about her past—and the power to reshape the future. But the veil is not merely a barrier; it is alive, and it is watching. As the group races against time, they must confront not only external threats but also the darkness within themselves. Will Eira and her companions unlock the mysteries of the Astral Veil, or will the realms collapse into chaos forever? The Astral Veil is a tale of courage, destiny, and the thin line between light and shadow.

As Ming Yue began her overtime shift, everything went dark. The next thing she knew, she found herself in a strange, unfamiliar place. "Ahhhhhhh!! Where in the nine heavens am I?!" In the next second, foreign memories rushed into her mind... 'Wait… after reading all those fake daughter novels, have I become one of them?!' But there was good news: at a young age, she could live a life of luxury! Unfortunately... she had reached adulthood and the real daughter was already back at this time!! Thankfully, she had the assistance of "Gossip System #007", allowing her to live freely... or so she believes. But... Where did these clingy, overbearing brothers and overly doting parents come from?? With an adorable big sister to boot!! Her siblings' obsession with her? Totally unexpected. Their constant attention? A bit too much. But hey, at least her life is never boring! Clingy brothers, doting parents, adorable big sister: "...What can we do but be close to you to eat the latest melons!!" Ahem, lil sis, you're just too cute to leave alone! Cute lil sis who is actually a martial master: "..." And somewhere in the background, the forgotten male lead speechlessly sighs: "..." Do I have no value at all? ====== Warning: Do not enter if you dislike "real romance" and only want a strong FL that goes weak in the knees at the sight of ML! That's never gonna happen in my novel! ++++++ A/N: Hehe~ I'm writing this for fun and coz I want a break from this darbed college!! i am not crying, you are!! Anyways, please support it to the fullest!! Ps: Cover is not mine, the owner can contact me via discord! Join the Discord server for upate notifications and more: https://discord.com/invite/Qb86VeyvzP (You need to copy paste the link to your browser.)

(Mature content) “I don't share, plain and simple” His voice resonated. He was relaxed, in a sort of scary-calm way which was beginning to seem worse than shouting. The military uniform he was wearing still had drops of blood, it made looking at him a little bit painful…The Alpha Commander shouldn't have sunk those awful wolves on him. But Hardy never complains. And he never loses too. He was a predator, everyone else is prey. “I will give you a choice, Kitty…go and suffer with your deadbeat ex-boyfriend or stick with me and I will make him worship at your feet" *** Warning: Male lead dotes on FL. ML is Dangerous, FL is Adorable ** Cover is not mine. Credit goes to the owner

“I'm suffocating from the smell of blood, I just want to breathe” The city sleeps but the shadows are awake. They twist and bend in alleyways, seep through cracks in the urban fabric and whisper secrets that only the darkness can understand... Crime rates are high in this world. Serial murders and crimes are committed on the streets every day, the security forces are in a difficult situation, even the security forces are victims of these crimes, no one wants to be a cop. the assassin, known as a ruthless, callous man, dies and wakes up in the body of Ira Lean, a young cop who finds himself in another world. A creature of contradictions, he is a silent hunter haunted by echoes of his old life. The insatiable bloodlust coursing through his veins fights to suppress the savage desire to kill that threatens to consume him. Using the hunting skills of his old life, he hunts the darkness in the city. He must fight both the darkness in his heart and the darkness in the city.

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed. “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” “Kill them all!” “Show no mercy!” “Off with their heads!” “Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. “They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”