Bane Venom

Cursed to be human in the wretched world of Teivel, Kane—a boy in his mid teens—struggles to make ends meet in his home city: Thalamar. Despite his pitiful life, Kane never expected a night of errands to turn into finding a hideout belonging to nefandites—a people who follow the malevolent religion known as Nefandyr—leading to a later capture after saving a defective named Niemand Bauer. Not much is known about Nefandyr, except what is commonly observed: What Nefandyr breeds is nothing short of nefarious and sadistic plots, all in the name of their god. For once in his life, Kane has a choice to make: Stay the path of a sacrificial lamb or carve a new path.

Davina Dubois is a 27 year old virgin who has been working minimum wage jobs her entire life. Her current dead end job is a cashier at a drug store. Her life's trajectory is zero and she has long since given up on trying for anything better. All she can do now is drown her sorrows every time her heart starts to dream and remind her that she is a failure. She is a habitual procrastinator who lives a life of social isolation. When she's not at work, she's by herself. When she goes to mall, she's by herself. When she goes to a restaurant, she's eating for one. Her adult life has been filled with nothing but daydreaming, feeling bitter, struggling to control her anger, being selfish and living like she's an old lady in retirement. Her thoughts are her worst nightmare. They've brought her down to her knees and killed her spirit. She is always lacking sleep and always taking two steps back the moment she takes one step forward. Finally, the depression becomes too much for her. Filled with regret, fear and doubts she decides to take a leap for freedom....off a bridge. Rafael Hunt is a 30 year old global popstar. He has toured all over the world and enchanted millions with his hypnotic voice and dance. He tops the Billboard charts with each new album, has sold millions of copies of his music, holds 3 Platinum certificates and two Grammy Awards. His face grazes nearly every celebrity magazine and he is the hot topic of discussion on every music show nationally and internationally, known as the next Michael Jackson. He's the brand ambassador for countless clothing lines, has his own perfume and has starred in commercials for everything from handbags to fast food. He has donated to countless charities, opened up a hospital and even met the president. Unfortunately, his life away from the spotlight is filled with misery. Growing up, he was treated as nothing more than a tool by his parents. He was expected to always deliver the best vocals and the most sharp choreography or he would get beaten up by his father and placed on a strict diet by his mother. Rafe was also the child of a highly dysfunctional marriage. The only person who cared for him was his grandfather, who admired his grandson for being very disciplined and filial. So much so, that he decided to rewrite his will in Rafe's name only. Rafe's grandfather considers his son and daughter-in-law to be nothing more than leeches with no real value and an utter disgrace to the Hunt name. Naturally, he wants Rafe to carry the bloodline forward. Being treated as a windup toy expected to dance to satisfy his heartless parents greed took a huge toll on his mind. As a coping mechanism, he developed an addiction to cocaine. After secretly acquiring a large quantity from his secret dealer, Rafe snorts it all with the hopes of dying. Both Davina and Rafe have a near brush with death before ending up in the hospital expected to survive. Waking up, they cry and curse their circumstances before realizing that they're not where they're supposed to be. Davina looks at her herself and sees a skinny handsome man where her body should be. Rafael wakes up and sees a full some, curvaceous beauty staring at him from the mirror. Worlds apart, these two would never cross paths normally. Only a supernatural intervention could bring them together. But as they navigate their newly acquired identities, they realize that misery isn't the only thing that binds them together. Davina and Rafe are actually long lost siblings.

There came a sudden ravage by monstrous creatures in a civilian world, leaving humanity's hope to lurk in shadows. Hunters, trained in special schools, wield potential and abilities that enabled them keep the beasts at bay. For Buji, life’s difficulties stem not from being an orphan, but from relentless bullying. Nicknamed “the weakling,” he detests the label but bears it forcefully since he could do nothing. When he transfers to a new school to join his foster sister, Buji thought things would be different. But, during the Awakening Ceremony of the school, he find out a shocking truth: he's was going to be an S-Rank hunter without a talent. Awakening no talent only added more difficulty to his life struggle as he was branded an outcast. On the verge of death during his first raid, Buji awakens an enigmatic system. [Host Found] [Survival due to inheritance] [Congrats, you have gained the status of a 'player'.] [The player, upon leveling up will awaken a potent monster] [Class: Animagus | Type: Snake | Aspect: Venom] [Do you accept?] Given the choice to embrace a monstrous path, Buji seizes it with unyielding resolve. 'If becoming a monster is my only path to strength, I’ll take it—and the world will regret casting me aside. Fighting against these hunters was going to be a job, but imagine a world where I had control over monsters, had my own monster kingdom, and becoming the strongest of all. Stepping on these hunters won’t be a deal anyway.' "Yes!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Follow me through to wander the path of this novel. Join my novel discord link: https://discord.gg/umb7cmgz

Reincarnated into an eroge brimming with cunning and seductive women, Shia quickly learns this world is no paradise. His childhood friend? A manipulative beauty with a penchant for control. The maid? A silver-haired, venomous tsundere. Even the elegant motherly figures hide sharp fangs behind their kind smiles. Fortunately, Shia knows this world’s secret: a unique system that only he can use. From making alliances with snake-like in-laws to hosting wild parties in the elf kingdom, Shia takes charge as the self-proclaimed administrator of chaos. But taming bad women isn’t easy, and Shia’s life quickly turns into a whirlwind of power plays, unexpected friendships, and wild nights.

Not getting enough sleep has deadly side effects. And not just in the physical sense. That's for those lucky insomniacs. If you fall sick and die from lack of sleep then consider yourself lucky. If you recover from your insomnia and go back to being a normal human being, then you've won the lottery. Unfortunately, most of the human population have sleeping problems. And for those who do not fall under the two previous categories, something far more sinister awaits them. There are those whose minds become so disoriented and debilitated from the exhaustion of insomnia that it leaves them vulnerable to demonic entities. Ones which feast on despair and trauma. And do so with a bright smile on their faces. Faces only the infected can see. You leave your mind weak enough just about anything can step in. And who's mind is more enticing to a nightmare demon than a mind which is already crumbling and hallucinating from a lack of sleep. Be wary. Be cautious.

Daphne Roasis is a modern day woman who travels back in time and wakes up inhabiting the body of a woman living in the middle ages. A noble born woman by the name of Lady Mariam of House Erayer. She's just gotten married is about to betray her new husband to please her secret lover who plans to kill her and her new husband once he's secured the man's station and fortune. Lady Mary is cruel, vain, selfish, stupid and gullible. She fully deserves her bloody end. But now Daphne is wearing her face. And her head is filled with memories as well as visions of the bloodbath that awaits them should the coup not be halted. Recognizing her circumstances and further struggling to understand them, Daphne realizes she was brought here to stop Lady Mary from committing an act of betrayal that would devastate the lives of hundreds of citizens. Her own people as she is now the wife of a Lord. At first, Daphne just wants to return home. Her circumstances are dangerous and she doesn't wish to bear this burden. She is in a foreign land, surrounded by people she does not know, a culture she doesn't understand, problems she did not create and in the body of a stranger. Each interaction with Mary's husband proves that he is a man of honor and would make for a very good partner for any woman lucky enough to bag him. She couldn't understand how Mary wasn't able to see his value and chose to hurt such a good man. Plus, he was insanely attractive. Daphne knows that Mary has already left a bad impression on her new husband with her rotten attitude and as such, he is not fond of her. Nor are any of the servants and knights. She decides the only way to create harmony and go about disrupting the coup is to come clean to the husband about who she is. Sir James Hamstead is completely baffled by his wife's sudden change in attitude. He doesn't know if she's trying to make amends for her mistakes or just playing games with him. He notices she's become much kinder towards his servants and no longer just yells at them. When she finally reveals her true identity, he's tempted to laugh it off as a bad joke. But she is adamant. She also reveals the coup that is about to unfold and the key players involved stating that Mary was one of them. She tells him of what will happen to his people should he fail to stop the takeover. Sir James is even more baffled, but now with a level of hostility. He doesn't believe Daphne's claims about her identity, but he does believe that she was indeed sent to be his weakness and destroy him. In a fit of rage, he has her thrown in the dungeons as he investigates her claims. The pair get off to a bad start, but Daphne knows she must be patient and understanding. It doesn't take long before Sir James comes down to interrogate her. At the persuasion of his personal knight, he agrees to move her from the dungeons and instead confine her to her bedchambers. Again. Soon credence of her claims come forward. It takes a while for James to believe she is not the woman who planned to betray him. It take even longer for him to believe that she wants to help him save his people. Days turn into weeks, weeks into months and before long romance blooms. James becomes very much attached to Daphne and acknowledges her as his real wife. He no longer sees Mary in her and hopes the other woman's soul never returns. Daphne too is having a conflict of interests. She's not here for love. Nor is she a hero. But now, it appears fate has thrust both upon her. How will she manage it?

Two sisters enter the world of a book they read after purchasing it at a yard sale from a peculiar old lady. Little do they know that everything they read was real. And it was never a book, but a portal. A gateway hidden in plain sight which led to another world. A world of magic, demons and curses. A world they once lived in. Waking up in the bodies of people from a forgotten time, haunted by strange dreams of death and a voice which informs them that they must defeat a Demon Lord if they wish to survive. There is no mention of returning home. What could these ladies possibly do? Will they take action and fight? Or will they succumb to these most unusual set of circumstances? One thing is certain, they have far too much in common with the bodies they're possessing. THE COVER IS NOT MINE.

Caelestis loomed over her, his gaze locked onto hers, his eyes glowing like embers. The heat from his body radiated against her skin, and for a moment, she could almost feel the weight of his anger pressing on her. “Lies!” he spat again, his voice rising. “I will kill you, Eleanore. If you ever try to do that to her again, I will kill you.” His words cut through her, burning with hatred and fear. Anger surged within her as she fought against him. She had never intended to hurt Stella, not once. The blame lay with the original owner of the body, not her. Why must she listen to these accusations? “I have no such intentions!” she shouted at his face, gasping to find breath. “Let me go!” Her foot lashed out, kicking him in the thigh, but he quickly pinned it down as well. Exhausted from her useless struggles, Eleanore realized she had to gather her strength and then perhaps bite off some skin from his handsome face. “You are just an obsessed man,” she snarled, her voice full of venom. “You don’t know how to treat a woman. You’re killing her!” Before she could finish, Caelestis silenced her with a violent grip around her throat. His hand tightened around her neck, cutting off her breath. Her wrists were free, but now her neck was caught, and every breath became a struggle. Panic surged through her as she gasped for air, her hands clawing at his arm in a desperate attempt to free herself. Caelestis’ true nature had finally appeared in front of Eleanore, and it scared her. She had already been afraid of him, but now the fear felt like it was gripping her very soul. She had seen cruelty before, but this—this was something darker, something unrelenting. _________ Eleanore's dull life ends abruptly in a traffic accident, only for her consciousness to awaken in a strange white void. Confronted with a translucent blue screen offering her a choice—to change the destiny of Caelestis Lancaster, the tragic villain from a novel she recently read—she hesitates. Despite his crimes, Caelestis was a character she couldn't help but sympathize with. Bound by a manipulative system that claims to guide her but seems to favor Stella, the novel's protagonist, Eleanore must rewrite the fates of everyone involved. As she struggles to save Stella from Caelestis' obsessive grip, she becomes entangled with this notorious villain himself. Hatred and tension ignite between them, and what starts as disdain blossoms into a painful, forbidden love. Note: This is a dark fantasy romance novel. A war between Love and Obsession.

Two women meet at a strip club and get hammered. 19 year old Rachel and 22 year old Jessica. Though strangers, they hit it off immediately as both are currently also working as strippers and occasionally hookers in other bars across the city. They decide to exchange numbers and stay in touch for the sake of opportunity. A few weeks pass, when Jessica calls Rachel saying that there are two spots temporarily opening up in a high end Gentlemen's Club in the neighboring city. They decide to fly out to dance and make a higher income by staying for two days. Racheal wants to get into the pants of the rich clientele who visit the club and hopefully make enough money to cover rent for a year. Jessica wants to get pregnant and extort the father. she is desperate for a proper Sugar Daddy. However, after dancing for one night the two of them get caught up with a criminal minded man and his sly fiancée. Racheal realizes that Jessica has a very messy past and now she's been roped into it by agreeing to accompany her out here. Fatherless kids, overbearing ex, concerned mother in law, sex trafficking, murder.....as the next 24 hours unfold the Racheal realizes she needs to get out of the city ASAP! And though she is resentful towards the crazy bitch who brought her here, she's also unwilling to leave her behind.

"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.

Ahn Kyunghee wanted nothing more than to move on from a stigmatizing past as a druggie’s daughter. However, fate had other things in store. A special person from her past reappears and gives her a whole new meaning to perseverance, love and loyalty. Despite the ten year gap, she had once again found her first love; only now he was no longer the teenager brimming with righteous determination she once knew. Now, he was a member of the dangerous Yakuza—a man to be feared and revered, but a man who would do anything to give her the protection she never had, regardless of right or wrong. In her memory, he would forever be the boy who befriended and held her hand whilst everyone else ostracized her. Then there was the hotheaded detective who was the bane of her existence, only to realize that she meant more to him than he could ever mean to her. Light and dark didn’t mix. Just like tigers and dragons didn’t co-exist.

{Disclaimer: The women in this book are highly dysfunctional and violent. If you are not a fan of Tsudere's and Yandere's, this might not be your cup of tea, and the MC is an asshole.} Bane Takashi is a criminal with a knack for getting into trouble—big trouble. After one too many bad choices and a whole lot of theft, he’s got half the world gunning for him. Just when things seem bleak, a mysterious transparent blue woman shows up claiming she's an AI from the future, sent to stop the world from going down the drain. Her solution? Bane has to let his current body die so he can jump into a game world, ten years before it even launches. When Bane wakes up in the game, he’s in the body of a 5-year-old, but with all his memories still intact. He's stuck on an island with the Village of Heroes at its heart. It's here that Bane starts mastering every type of magic, mysticism, and even some wild stuff like witchcraft and cultivation, all to gear up for the craziness that is Dominion Online. Things get even more chaotic when Bane meets a fiery woman who seems to have it out for him. But before he can even figure out what’s happening, she’s already planning their wedding! So now, Bane—an immortal human—and his equally immortal and chaotic elf wife are on a wild ride to save the world(s) from these big bads known as the Supreme Ones. His life might not be so bad if she was the only one, but his overwhelming personality ends up pulling a few more dysfunctional women into the mess. It’s a crazy, toxic, and chaotic adventure, and just because Bane’s being called a hero now doesn’t mean he’s leaving his criminal past behind. Discord: https://discord.gg/7ZDTTCq99Z

``` If she had known he was so noble and domineering, a man not to be trifled with, could she have shoved the nozzle into his mouth? No. If she had known he was the rich and powerful Crown Prince, could she have accidentally bitten him? No. If she had known he was the "Cold-faced King of Hell" whom everyone respected yet kept at a distance, would she still have checked him for drunk driving? No. * Lian Qiao, grayer than Cinderella, could never have imagined she would have any connection with such a man. Yet here she was, kidnapped in broad daylight and humiliated without anyone daring to interfere. Could she refrain from biting him, biting him, and continuing to bite him? * He, whose family background was illustrious and who was so handsome that it was ridiculous, never got close to women. No woman should even dream of approaching within three feet of him. Yet not only had she come close, she had inserted and even bitten. Could he forgive her, forgive her, and keep forgiving her? *When equatorial glaciers melt, when they become engrained in flesh and blood... What would become of him and her? * [One-liner introduction]: This is the growth story of a sneaky, sarcastic woman with a venomous tongue hiding behind a smile; and the pursuit of a wife by a tyrannical, yet devoted husband as cold and ruthless as the King of Hell himself. P: On the tumultuous path, conflicts arise anew; witness Sijin once again portray boundless love and ultimate indulgence. Invariable principle: A little torment for affection, never too much, one on one to the end! [Excerpt]: She had vanished for six years, and to her surprise, as soon as she returned to the country and disembarked the plane, he slapped handcuffs on her. "Girl, both deserting a spouse and deserting the army cost dearly. Which are you guilty of?" he asked. "Uncle..." Behind her, a cute and innocent little fairy with eyes brimming with tears asked innocently in a milky voice, "Why are you catching my mommy?" He was taken aback. Could this be their daughter? "Little girl, how old are you?" he asked. "Four years old," the little beauty replied with a sweet smile. What a joke! I, the genius little schemer, why should I tell you the truth? What does it matter if you are my daddy? Dare to bully my mommy, and wait to see my seventy-two transformations... * ```

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life. Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families! Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life. What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite? With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

What is the end of the world? Zombies? Monsters? Zerg? No! Only when everything that humans fear, worship, and even fantasize about becomes a reality, will it be the true end of mankind! Spiritual energy surges back, faith is recast, this is the gluttony of gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters... When the world was swallowed by a mysterious fog, the apocalypse descended without warning. Zombies roamed the streets, ancient creatures of legend came alive, and humanity stood on the brink of extinction. Anirudh, a pragmatic forensic pathologist, views the strange fog as nothing more than another cause for accidents and deaths—a bane that keeps his workload piling up, what should have been a routine investigation spirals into a nightmare—until a mysterious system awakened within him. This system revealed a startling truth: he was the heir to an ancient legacy tied to gods, demons, and sages of a forgotten era.

House Viper and House Wolfram stood poles apart in terms of nature and magic. Their union shook the world, Lilith Viper and Helios Wolfram their scandalous marriage was all over gossip magazines. Lilith is a woman known for her venomous nature and even colder heart. Helios the man with a warm gaze a living embodiment of fire itself and just as passionate love when he loves. How in the world did the two even end up married?

The world has fallen into chaos. Zombies and mutants roam unchecked in a shattered reality where natural laws have crumbled. Above, malevolent gods gaze down, treating the apocalypse as their personal playground—a merciless arena for survival and evolution. For humanity, it’s the ultimate trial. For the gods and demons, it’s a game of devastation and despair. But Novak, a battle-hardened survivor of decades in this hellish wasteland, is granted an extraordinary second chance. Reborn ten days before the apocalypse begins, he is no longer just a man scrambling to survive. Infected with the zombie virus from the very start, Novak awakens an SSS-level talent: [Virus King.] With mastery over devastating pathogens—the Blacklight Virus, T-Virus, Venom Parasitic Virus, and more—he forges a singular path of evolution, wielding the power to control life and death. Now, Novak must rise above gods, demons, and the horrors of the apocalypse to carve out his destiny. Will he save humanity from destruction or become the harbinger of its ultimate doom? Disclaimer: This story is a work of fan fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents featured in this narrative are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The story may include themes, situations, or language suitable for mature audiences and may not align with canon portrayals. Reader discretion is advised. Author: 鬼神阎罗 Translators: Iamnoob/Novelette_Seeker Ps: The book cover features the main character! Ps: This is a Translation. Raw: 全民末日：我，病毒君王

Jayde Bane, humanity's second strongest hero, meets his end in a brutal dungeon battle. In his final moments, he reflects on a lifetime spent in the shadow of number one. But death is not the end for Jayde. He awakens to find himself fifty-two years in the past, in the body of his younger self. With a second chance at life, Jayde vows to rewrite his fate and surpass his rival. Armed with the knowledge of future events, Jayde navigates a world preparing for a cataclysmic sequence. He uses his foresight to amass wealth, power, and influence, becoming one of the world's most formidable figures. Despite constant opposition from the government and powerful families, Jayde's relentless drive propels him to the pinnacle of success. As the new year approaches, Jayde prepares for the ultimate challenge. With his frail aunt by his side and trusted allies gathered, he sets the stage for a confrontation that will determine his place in history. In a world where knowledge is power, Jayde Bane is ready to seize his destiny and claim the title of number one.

William awakens from the chaos of his amnesia, only to find himself in a world teetering on the brink of ruin. The skies are painted crimson, the earth shatters beneath his feet, and calamities stalk him like an unrelenting shadow. Locked within his mind lies a mysterious "Soul Prison," a realm that cages unspeakable monstrosities—and he alone possesses the power to command them. But this power is a double-edged sword, offering salvation on one hand while pulling him ever closer to destruction on the other. Who erased his memories? What dark truth lies within the Soul Prison? And most terrifying of all, why does every step forward feel as though invisible strings are tightening around him, drawing him deeper into a grand and sinister design? The path of the demon hunter is fraught with peril. Will William rise above the horrors of this cursed land and carve his legacy in blood and fire, or will he fall, consumed as yet another pawn of the endless disasters? At the end of his journey lies the truth—freedom or the abyss. The wheel of fate has begun to turn, and the epic saga of the Warlock begins!

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

In a world riddled with oddity and mystery, Dane finds himself right in the middle of something big. The origin of Iotils, the Twelve, and the mysterious Mirror Lady, all mysteries the lone man will be forced to unwrap.

In a small village, a bulky man with bronzed skin sat with his daughter, Ireal. Her porcelain complexion, white hair, and piercing blue eyes made her look like a noble, a stark contrast to her rugged father. Ireal's innocent gaze met her father's as she asked, "Father, why are you crying?" The hunter's forced smile faltered, and he was taken aback. "What did you say, Ireal?" He tried to compose himself. "I'm not crying, so why would you say that?" Ireal's expression remained clear and unwavering. "I can hear you crying, Father. You're sad because Mother died." She took a step closer, her small hand reaching out. "You're in pain, and I don't want you to hurt. I'll take care of you for Mom." The hunter's eyes welled up with tears as he chuckled, his voice shaking. "Silly girl." He looked at her with newfound curiosity. "Do you mean you can hear my thoughts?" Ireal nodded, her blue eyes sparkling. "Yes, Father. Mother knew about it, and she told me not to tell anyone." In a world where dragons reign, a teenage girl's life is forever changed. Ireal, an orphaned infant, was found and adopted by a loving hunter couple. But after her adoptive mother's tragic death, Ireal's village is ravaged by dragons seeking the prince's mate. Among the captives, Ireal is unexpectedly chosen by the prince, thrusting her into a realm of magic, politics, and ancient secrets. As she navigates this new world, Ireal must confront her destiny and the mysteries of her past. Will Ireal accept her new role as the prince's mate, or will she fight against her fate? What secrets lie hidden in Ireal's past? Can Ireal navigate the treacherous world of dragons or will she become a pawn in their games of power? Will she be able to love prince Kael or destroy him for destroying her people?

Buio Pichi is an Orphan who was found and raised by his adoptive father Bukiko Pochi with the help of his wife Moriah Pochi and her young daughter. Buio's parents were believed to be casualties of a conflict between demons and whatever race Buio is from. He is now an 18 year old in search of answers to the full reason for the demise of his biological parents. In his pursuit Buio comes across Shinigami Seishin otherwise known as Hive. She is the very powerful, world reknown leader of the evil organization Bane. The kingdom of Xaymaca is quickly besieged by the insidious almost completely elusive members of Bane. Buio is swept up in this conflict while pursuing his own goals. Does Buio find what he's looking for or does he fail? Follow him on his tumultuous journey to find out how it all unfolds.

Ariana’s heart shatters as her mate—the Alpha King’s brother—rejects her, choosing her twin sister, Elara, instead. Alone and betrayed by those she once trusted, Ariana is left to pick up the broken pieces of her heart. Her world becomes darker and colder, with every cold glance from her sister and every whisper from those around her. But then, the unthinkable happens. She meets the Alpha King. There’s an undeniable pull between them, a bond neither can ignore. The weight of his gaze sends a shiver down her spine. He calls her his mate, though she’s been told she’s not worthy of such a title. Something stirs deep within her—a power she’s long kept buried. With every step she takes beside the Alpha King, Ariana begins to awaken a strength she never knew existed. But Elara won’t let go of the throne, nor will she allow Ariana to find happiness. Envy, betrayal, and dark promises cloud Ariana’s path as her sister’s venomous words threaten to break her down. In the shadow of a love that feels destined yet dangerous, Ariana must confront her true nature—one tied to the ancient power of a black wolf. Can she claim herself before the weight of her past and Elara’s vengeful reach destroy everything? Bound by the Moon’s Second Chance is a tale of love that defies the odds, a woman’s rise from rejection, and a fight to embrace a fate that refuses to be ignored.

“Oracle” – A groundbreaking game emerges, silently transforming the world. When the game’s powers can manifest in reality, does it inspire excitement or instill fear? Ethan Carter, an ordinary office worker, falls victim to food poisoning after accidentally consuming expired groceries. However, upon logging into "Oracle," he unexpectedly acquires a unique ability known as the "Venom Source." Turning his misfortune into a blessing, Ethan embarks on an extraordinary journey to the pinnacle of power.

Dark Sapphic Bully Romance - Glyndon Walton: The Waltons, my family, are on top of the world, and very conservative. I’m a good girl who goes to church every Sunday to confess my sins. I’m loyal to my boyfriend aka my future husband. + Katherine Andrews: Since the rumor about me being a lesbian was spread around school, Glyndon and her group never stopped bullying me at school. I just had to bear the bullying a little longer, But I couldn’t… I needed to break her, to hurt her, to make her beg and cry, to destroy her, to make her desperate for me, to show her how much she wants and needs me… I needed her… ______ This book contains. + Good Girl (Bully) X Disrepute biker Girl (The Victim??) +A hint of sport romance +Gay awakening +Biker Girl + Crawling back to her +Height difference +Dark Romance + Stalking

“Wake up.” The icy splash of water jolted Jasmine awake, her breath hitching as reality crashed down. Disoriented and trembling, she barely registered a hand striking her cheek. The sharp sting and the metallic tang of blood grounded her in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. Sebastian loomed over her, his presence as sharp and cold as the venom in his voice. “Welcome, princess. How do you find Montague's hospitality?” His smirk was colder than the water dripping from her face. “I bring news,” he continued, his words cutting like a blade. “Your father has finally met justice—straight to hell.” Jasmine froze, tears welling in her eyes. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “What happened to my father? What did you do to him?” Sebastian’s smirk twisted into something darker. “What did I do?” he repeated, his voice low and venomous. “I gave your father exactly what he deserved—for destroying my sister’s life, for tearing my family apart.” He leaned in closer, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. “But don’t mistake this for an ending, Jasmine. This is only the beginning.” Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Please—you’ve got it wrong. My father and I would never harm anyone!” Sebastian’s grip tightened on her chin, his unrelenting gaze boring into her. “Spare me your innocence,” he hissed. “I should be glad he’s dead—but I’m not because I didn’t kill him myself. So I’ll settle for you. Every tear, every ounce of pain, will torment him in his grave.” Even as fear consumed her, Jasmine’s voice trembled with defiance. “You’re wrong. Whatever you think you know, it’s a lie.” Jasmine’s memories were fragmented, her past shrouded in mystery. She couldn’t even remember her father’s face, let alone the sins this man accused them of. She didn’t know where to begin, or who to turn to for answers. But one thing was clear: He wasn’t just her captor—he was her storm. And the storm between them had only begun.

"Betrayed by his own blood, Cai Ren-the youngest prodigy of the Cai Clan-was left crippled and cast out. His once-promising path to greatness shattered when his jealous brother poisoned him and destroy his dantian, leaving him powerless and forgotten. On the brink of death, Cai Ren stumbles upon the Venomheart Totem, an artifact born from the Scorpian King's legacy. When assassins sent by his family strike the final blow, the totem awakens a system tied to venom cultivation. His human frailty shatters, replaced by the evolution of a deadly apex predator. With the Apex Venom System guiding his rebirth, Cai Ren embarks on a path of vengeance. Every kill fuels his growth, every defeat tempers his resolve. His enemies will learn-true strength is born in venom, and the apex predator never forgets his prey. The hunt begins.

"What if the one you despise is the one you can't stop craving?" ... Kaelen Drakon, the ruthless second prince of the Virellian Kingdom, was forged for power, raised to kill, and had no room for love—until he saw her. Lysandra Blackthorn, the wild rose of Veladore, his enemy’s daughter, and the one temptation he cannot resist. Her beauty is a weapon, her defiance a challenge, and her every presence a curse that seeps into his veins like a slow-burning venom. She's everything he shouldn't want, yet everything he can't deny. To possess her, he destroys everything she holds dear—her home, her betrothed, and her freedom—leaving her no choice but to become his captive consort. Now bound to him by a twisted bargain to save her family, Lysandra’s hatred burns hotter than the fires of hell. Yet beneath the weight of his dark gaze, she feels her heart betray and her resolve falter ever so slightly. What will Lysandra do when the line between love and hate blurs? Will she surrender to the fiery passion that consumes them both, or seize her chance for revenge and break free from her misery?