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In the dawn of a new world, only six beings remained—witnesses of the cataclysmic war that reshaped existence. They were the Six Primordial Dragons, the architects of reality’s six fundamental forces, entrusted as guardians of this reborn world. But power breeds corruption. One of them—the Dragon of Chaos—succumbed to the madness of bloodlust and betrayal. His unrelenting thirst for conflict fractured the fragile peace, sparking a rift between dragons and humans. Distrust grew into enmity. War returned. And then, the Dragon of Chaos vanished. Among those who rose to resist the dragons was a young man named Hades—a prodigy among Dragon Slayers. Famed for his flawless record and unmatched resolve, Hades had never lost a single comrade on the battlefield. With the promise of becoming the youngest official Hunter, he was a symbol of hope. Until everything crumbled. A mission went horribly wrong. His closest friend perished. The world that once praised him turned its back. His comrades pointed fingers. His fiancée, once his anchor, returned his ring with silent condemnation. Abandoned. Shattered. Branded a failure. Standing at the edge of despair, with the world far below and nothing left to hold on to… He heard a voice: [I think it's about time you wake up.] °°°°°°° A/N:- Istg this was a cliche synopsis, but the novel isn't. Try a few chapters before you decide. Additional tags: Possessive characters, revenge, anti-hero protagonist, serious character development, broken engagement, betrayal, strong to overpowered.

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

Neo transmigrated into world of a novel and became a side character. Here, strength and status were determined by one's god parent and their bloodline. Neo despaired, knowing a side character like him would have a weak bloodline until.... [Your bloodline has been awakened successfully] [Bloodline: Monarch of Death] He gained the bloodline of the strongest god: Hades, the God of Death who ruled over Underworld and Afterlife! His bloodline gave him the power to control Death itself! There was just one 'tiny' problem that Neo had yet to realize. .... For more character arts visit: https://ko-fi.com/failedwriter101 Discord server link: https://discord.gg/vrNqR3V4Vb

Lilith was born with forbidden magic, a power feared and condemned in her village. She hid it for years, but when her secret is exposed, she is betrayed by her family and sentenced to burn. Just as the flames rise, Prince Hades of Valyron known as the "Shadow of Death" saves her, driven by curiosity. Hades, cursed for over three centuries, hides his torment behind cruelty. As Lilith sees past his darkness and vows to help him break the curse, their bond deepens into something undeniable. But in a world where magic is both a gift and a curse, will her light free him, or will their love lead to their destruction? EXCERPT Lilith barely breathed as Hades emerged from the shadows of her chamber, his presence wrapping around her like night itself. She should move. She should run. But she didn’t want to. He reached for her, his fingers trailing along her bottom lip—slow, deliberate. She shivered, not from fear, but from him. Lilith swallowed, her pulse a traitorous drumbeat. “Please… let me touch you, Hades.” A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, but there was no humor in it. “Dangerous little thing.” His thumb lingered at the corner of her mouth, as if memorizing its shape. He whispered, tilting her chin up as his lips hovered near hers—so close she could feel his breath. “You will destroy me, little witch,” he murmured, his voice thick with something raw. “And yet… I can’t let you go.” His gaze burned into hers as he added, “I would let you drag me to hell if that’s what you desired.”

He was just an ordinary man from modern era. Yet he was also a feared deity worshipped in divine era. In this time where gods walked with mortals, he will survive and thrive. He is no longer a man. He is Hades, the God of the Dead and King of Underworld.

By the time Li Qingran realized she had been transplanted into a book, she had already muddled through seventeen years. Growing up together as childhood sweethearts with the male protagonist Xie Ying’an, their relationship was rather passable. Endowed with the halo of the male lead, Xie Ying’an was like a hacked character from birth: good-looking, from a good family, with good academics... Li Qingran vaguely remembers that she was a female supporting character in the book, whose ending was not good due to constantly making trouble for the female protagonist. Li Qingran shuddered, feeling all too familiar with this plot; getting involved or not could both lead to trouble, so she needed to come up with some strategies to cope... PS: Unrequited love theme, male and female leads are high school students, and they do not engage in early romance.

Discord:https://discord.gg/4VbkEBRmNc What would you do if you reincarnated into a doomed novel? Would you rely on a system to get stronger? Steal the protagonist’s opportunities? Kill your future enemies before they even rise? I had none of those options. I only read the free chapters. No cheats. No system. No future knowledge. But that doesn’t mean I’ll wait for death. If the world won’t give me a way to win—I’ll just carve one with my own hands. * * * * * Note: R18 isn't for detailed sexual content, but for dark theme, gore and all.

WSA 2025 ENTRY Like his father, Kael Voss was abandoned and forgotten, the last son of Hades. The cursed son of the Underworld. Before dying, Hades passed on his crown to Kael. story about a guy who is tring to protect he beloved. He’s seen her die countless times in a thousand lifetimes. Each time, he failed to save her. Each time, he lost everything. But now, he’s a god. And this time, no one will lay a hand on her again.

Di dunia di mana Lycan dan manusia serigala adalah musuh bebuyutan, Eve Valmont adalah manusia serigala yang dikutuk oleh ramalan dan difitnah. Dikhianati oleh kelompoknya sendiri dan dipenjara selama bertahun-tahun, nasibnya mengambil arah yang lebih gelap ketika dia ditawarkan kepada Raja Lycan, Hades Stavros—seorang penguasa yang ditakuti karena penaklukan yang kejam dan keahliannya yang mematikan. Terikat oleh ramalan kuno dan dihantui oleh hantu masa lalunya, Eve sekarang berada di bawah belas kasihan makhluk yang seharusnya dia benci dan takuti paling—Sang Tangan Maut itu sendiri. Hades, seorang raja yang terukir dari darah dan kebusukan jiwanya sendiri, bertekad untuk membalas pembantaian keluarganya dan membebaskan bangsanya dari manusia serigala. Dia percaya Eve adalah kunci kemenangannya. Baginya, dia tidak lebih dari sebuah senjata yang diramalkan oleh ramalan, sebuah alat yang akan dia gunakan untuk menghancurkan kekuatan yang mengancam kelompoknya. Namun, dia menemukan dirinya menginginkan wanita yang kuat namun hancur ini. Meninggalkan dia bertanya-tanya apakah dia benar-benar senjatanya atau dia yang ditakdirkan untuk menggagalkan rencananya yang terencana dengan hati-hati.

The tale of the knight in shining armor rescuing the trapped princess from the clutches of an evil monster. Together, they ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. A theme as old as time. One that has been around since the dawn of stories. But what if the princess stuck behind bars is the monster? What if behind their beautiful and graceful facade, is a heart of cruelty devoid of all compassion and sympathy? This the tale of a knight who wishes to escape his master without knowing how his actions impact everyone around him. Author's Note: Kudos to Gemini AI for providing me with this image. This is just the concept art, nothing official for MC.

En un mundo donde los Lycans y los hombres lobo son enemigos jurados, Eve Valmont es una loba hombre lobo maldita por una profecía y enmarcada. Traicionada por su propia manada y encarcelada durante años, su destino toma un giro más oscuro cuando es ofrecida al Rey Lycan, Hades Stavros, un gobernante temido por sus conquistas despiadadas y su destreza mortal. Atada por una antigua profecía y perseguida por los fantasmas de su pasado, Eve ahora está a merced del único ser que debería odiar y temer más—El Mano de la Muerte mismo. Hades, un rey tallado de sangre y la decadencia de su propia alma, determinado a vengar la masacre de su familia y librar a su gente de los hombres lobo. Cree que Eve es la clave para su victoria. Para él, ella no es más que un arma anunciada por la profecía, una herramienta que empuñará para destruir las fuerzas opuestas que amenazan a su manada. Sin embargo, se encuentra anhelando a esta mujer poderosa pero rota. Dejándole preguntarse si realmente es su arma o la destinada a desentrañar sus cuidadosos planes. Se acercó a mí, un depredador cerrando en su presa, sus ojos oscuros e inescrutables. ¿Así que te ríes?", dijo su voz, baja, peligrosamente suave, haciendo que los pelos en la nuca se erizaran. Tragué saliva, de repente consciente de lo difícil que se había vuelto respirar. "Hades, yo—" "Pero solo te ríes de las bromas de otros hombres", interrumpió, su mirada penetrante, desprovista de cualquier humor. "No de las de tu esposo." La acusación en su tono era aguda, cortando el aire entre nosotros. Una risa nerviosa se escapó de mí. "No puedes estar hablando en serio... Él es tu beta, por el amor de la Diosa." En un instante, él cerró la distancia entre nosotros, tan rápido que me dejó sin aliento. Sus manos agarraron mi cintura, atrayéndome contra su cuerpo, el calor de él haciendo que mi piel hormigueara. Jadeé, pero antes de que pudiera decir una palabra, sus labios se estrellaron contra los míos, reclamando mi boca con una fuerza que envió ondas de choque a través de mí. El beso era castigador, hambriento, no podía respirar, no podía pensar. Cuando finalmente se alejó, temblaba, mi pecho subía y bajaba mientras luchaba por recuperar el aliento. Sus ojos, oscuros y tormentosos, buscaban los míos con una intensidad posesiva. "No necesito tu risa", susurró, su voz un peligroso raspado mientras sus dedos se deslizaban hacia abajo, enviando un escalofrío por mi espina dorsal, "pero vendrás con mis dedos." Tembé, un calor se acumulaba bajo en mi vientre ante sus palabras, su toque. El mundo a nuestro alrededor se difuminó, desapareciendo en la nada mientras su mano se deslizaba más bajo, arrancando de mis labios un jadeo entrecortado. La mirada en sus ojos me decía que sabía exactamente lo que me hacía, y no se podía negar la conexión primaria entre nosotros en ese momento. "No necesito tu risa", murmuró contra mi piel, su aliento caliente en mi cuello. "Tendré cada otra parte de ti en su lugar."

Humanity fled a dying Earth, finding precarious salvation in another world after being rescued by an unknown system. But this new home harbors more than just life; it conceals unsettling abnormalities and a forceful call to adapt. In this new world the weak means a living dead. [Welcome to Riftworld] [Start evolving...] Born into this harsh reality, Raven Halbrecht met an untimely end through betrayal. Yet, death was not his last chapter. An unusual system override wrenched him back from the void. [Demon System Pacting...] [Theme: The Devil's System] Now, bound to a malevolent power, Raven seeks power and revenge.

Em um mundo onde Lycans e lobisomens são inimigos jurados, Eve Valmont é uma lobisomem amaldiçoada por uma profecia e incriminada. Traída por sua própria matilha e aprisionada por anos, seu destino toma um rumo mais sombrio quando ela é oferecida ao Rei Lycan, Hades Stavros - um governante temido por suas conquistas impiedosas e habilidade mortal. Presa por uma antiga profecia e assombrada pelos fantasmas de seu passado, Eve agora está à mercê do único ser que deveria odiar e temer mais - O próprio Punho da Morte. Hades, um rei moldado a partir do sangue e da decadência de sua própria alma, determinado a vingar o massacre de sua família e livrar seu povo dos lobisomens. Ele acredita que Eve é a chave para a sua vitória. Para ele, ela não é nada além de uma arma prevista pela profecia, uma ferramenta que ele usará para destruir as forças opostas que ameaçam sua matilha. No entanto, ele se vê desejando esta mulher poderosa, embora quebrada. Deixando-o questionar se ela é realmente sua arma ou aquela destinada a desvendar seus planos cuidadosamente traçados. Ele caminhou em minha direção, um predador se aproximando de sua presa, seus olhos escuros e indecifráveis. 'Então, você ri?' Sua voz era baixa, perigosamente suave, fazendo os pelos na nuca se arrepiarem. Engoli em seco, subitamente consciente de como se tornara difícil respirar. 'Hades, eu—' 'Mas você só ri das piadas de outros homens,' ele interrompeu, seu olhar penetrante, desprovido de qualquer humor. 'Não das piadas do seu marido.' A acusação em seu tom era cortante, atravessando o ar entre nós. Um riso nervoso escapou de mim. 'Você não pode estar falando sério ... Ele é seu beta, pela Deusa.' Num instante, ele diminuiu a distância entre nós, tão rápido que me deixou sem fôlego. Suas mãos agarraram minha cintura, me puxando contra o seu corpo, o calor dele fazendo minha pele formigar. Eu respirei fundo, mas antes que eu pudesse dizer uma palavra, seus lábios colidiram com os meus, reivindicando minha boca com uma força que enviou ondas de choque através de mim. O beijo era punitivo, faminto - eu não podia respirar, não podia pensar. Quando ele finalmente recuou, eu estava tremendo, o peito ofegante enquanto lutava para recuperar o fôlego. Seus olhos, escuros e tempestuosos, buscavam os meus com uma intensidade possessiva. 'Você não pode rir das minhas piadas...' ele sussurrou, sua voz um raspão perigoso enquanto seus dedos deslizavam para baixo, enviando um arrepio pela minha espinha, 'mas você vai gozar com os meus dedos.' Eu estremeci, calor se acumulando no fundo da minha barriga com suas palavras, seu toque. O mundo ao nosso redor se tornou um borrão, desaparecendo em nada enquanto a mão dele deslizava para baixo, arrancando de mim um suspiro rouco. O olhar em seus olhos me disse que ele sabia exatamente o que estava fazendo comigo, e não havia como negar a conexão primal entre nós naquele momento. 'Eu não preciso da sua risada,' ele murmurou contra minha pele, seu hálito quente no meu pescoço. 'Eu vou ter cada outra parte de você.'

I died in peace and confusion. Woke up being devoured by my own Father. Turns out, divinity tastes like stomach acid and forgotten memories. I was Human... Now I'm...Hades, God of Wealth, Underworld and The Dead* A sentient divine clay puppet wearing a dead man’s dreams. *Complaints about Death itself? Please direct all grievances to: THANATOS, the God of Death (I just handle the riches and the screaming souls) Experience a reincarnation myth like no other, told through the eyes of the reborn god—and the souls who defy oblivion.

FIRST BOOK A little orphan girl who lives in the Barrel Zone, a place where slaves and criminals reside. «A dystopian theme story about an orphan girl who's looking for her real self while fighting against people in power» WARNING ⟩ Includes Graphic words ⟩ Bullying ⟩ Weapons ⟩ Gore Author Notes: This story is only fiction only, and not factual. It cannot apply in real life. Visit Wattpad and search "Pink Punk" for latest updates Will update once a week! Pardon my English! Have fun reading

I caught the eyes of the monster. A monster covered behind- a race suit and a helmet. Dashing. Hot tempered. Charming. Yet warnings of red flag plastered like an advertisement on my boss or specifically my driver- as his sheep's clothes barely hid those narcissistic, arrogant, and sadist traits. Was I scared? Opposite. I was attracted to this villain. A trepidation. This isn't anymore lovely or professional but feels like- Hades is ready to claim his Persephone. One thing that doesn't match with the equation is I am no Persephone. I won't run or hide. This whatever is going on between us, is about to ruin our lives-'miserably'. Specifically I gave myself to a soul carving demon. My Demon.

Genre: Dark Fantasy, Supernatural, Comedy, Psychological, Adventure Main Themes: Life, Death, Bureaucracy, Morality, Identity, Rebirth

Mary is an ordinary kid to some, but crazy to others. I mean it’s not everyday someone says their dad and stepmother are gods. That’s exactly the case for Mary, and her twin brother Seth. The perfect school was made for her, and kids like her. Twelve Olympian High. Giver of quests and prophecies, and new training camp of heroes. Following the unfortunate accident of showing her powers to early, Mary was forced to go to the school She lives in Elysium with her stepmother Persephone and the heroes of legends shortly following the death of her mother. While Seth lived with Hades in main section of the Underworld. Not all demigods lived with their godly parents. It was uncommon, but not unheard of. Unknown to her that she has a special gift, and lives secluded in Elysium for her own protection. Now what will happen when the gods wage war against each other, and she’s caught in the middle? Part of the Twelve Olympians High series.

If you're reading this, then chances are you're drawn to tales of Greek mythological characters and monsters . Update schedule: 2-3 chaps per day Ding {System notification} God of War, Ares, hath been vanquished {+one million exp points} "What the heck! I just defeated a god and I got only a million exp? Cronus, you stingy ancient relic! I’ll get you for this!" Rex yelled. "Verily, thou hast bested but the god of mere skirmishes, Ares. Prithee, speak not of billions in reward 'til thou doth lay low Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. Until then, relish thy modest crumbs, mortal!" "Talk normally!" Rex screamed You’ve merely vanquished the god of brawls, Ares. When you manage to take down Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades, then we can talk about real rewards. Until then, enjoy your pocket change!" "Okay, now I even hate it when you speak normally!" Rex facepalmed ************** Pandora's box has been opened! Woe unto humans!! The entertainment of the gods has just begun!!! Years after the titans were defeated at the hands of the Olympians, humanity started to awaken abilities that made them accomplish feats that would have been only possible in Superhero movies. Yet "evil must accompany good," as monsters also began to emerge on Earth. Amidst all of this, an orphan boy named Rex fails to awaken anything, as if this isn’t enough, a pitiful end soon follows him, but it seemed as if fate hadn’t forsaken him yet, as the very depths began call for him, ***Young one, You have inherited my will*** But great power comes at a great cost

A man from the modern world finds himself unexpectedly thrust into the ancient and harsh lands of the Eurasian Steppe, becoming Kirisen among a nomadic tribe called the Tagh Boru. Struggling to adapt to a life of horsemanship, survival, and tribal customs, he finds himself drawn to Aycecek, a spirited sixteen-year-old with a mysterious background. As Kirisen learns the ways of the Tagh Boru, he becomes entangled in tribal conflicts. ********* If you're tired of stories told through game-like stat screens or the endless cultivation theme, this might be just the story you're looking for. *********

Em um mundo onde até os mortos têm propósito, um jovem sem passado desperta para um destino que transcende vida, tempo e Deuses. Após morrer, ele renasce com um novo nome — Hades — e um chamado que ainda não compreende. Acompanhado pela enigmática Deusa da Morte, Perséfone, ele atravessa campos de girassóis onde o silêncio respira e o tempo hesita, aprende com mestres de épocas esquecidas e com os próprios ecos do mundo de Chaia, um continente dividido entre fé, poder e antigos pecados. Enquanto aprende os três aspectos da morte e busca dominar o quarto ao lado de Perséfone, Hades precisa enfrentar verdades enterradas: o segredo dos Nosferatus, os únicos vampiros existentes — criados pela própria Deusa da Morte —, a guerra fria entre divindades e a ameaça velada do Rei Demônio que mesmo inativo, ainda molda o destino dos reinos. Entre beijos roubados ao tempo, danças com a eternidade e o fardo de um amor impossível, Hades aprenderá que ser apóstolo da morte é mais do que cumprir um papel. É lembrar aos vivos o valor de tudo o que morre. E, talvez, de tudo o que pode renascer.

Content Warning This novel contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult readers. My stories delve into the darker facets of human nature and explore unconventional fantasies and power dynamics within fictional narratives. I believe in the freedom of creative expression, and my work reflects my personal exploration of these themes. While the content may be intense for some, it is crafted to provoke thought and provide a unique reading experience. Reader discretion is advised.

Transmigrated as a beautiful CEO, everything is within reach of her hands. Wealth, Power, and Influence. And she also possesses the system. Starting point high with all the helps from the universe, what could go wrong? What?! She is in a world similar to the combination of novels. What! The most hated sadomasochistic-SM-CEO and his wife, novel theme, and her half-sister was a heroine. Side characters never ever had a good time as the world revolves around them. Our CEO knows this and her worries increase. What?! Another novel theme shows up in this world and it's a stallion one. Messed up and you still tell me... Heaven! That's not all, she is supposed to be a member of the harem of the male protagonist. ****! our CEO shoves a middle finger at the world and strangles the system. What in the world have you brought me here for? Companions, enemies, connections, and successes are all meant for her to walk through. Each step, every struggle will be her monument. Rising to the top of the pyramid, overlooking from above, everything within her grasp. Prove to the world, a woman can hold up half the sky. First, Let me find a way to divorce this engagement with Lin Fan. Former Title: My system helps me become a cold, beautiful, elegant C.E.O

This is a soft reboot with slight changes to my original story which is called "A world I know better then anyone else" This will contain dark themes and scenes

Maybe you've heard of Beta character ai, which allows you to talk to your favorite characters with the support of artificial intelligence (or just the Milf next door) The person using the nickname Seth had heard of it and started many conversations with pleasure, some long, some short, some emotional, some romantic, some of them immoral, and one day he woke up in his chat? Witness how depraved and corrupt a weeb can be! Mc's target will usually be having a partner or "mature women" ahem MILFs. No NTR Probably lots of Netori (Yes I'm a hypocrite) Meet a man who will always be hostile to NTR even if he does it himself If there are any mistakes in English, please be warned and they will be corrected.

Ravien Duskbane, the youngest and most feared admiral in history, believed in only one thing: victory. Praised for his brilliance, feared for his ruthlessness—everything was under his control. Until one night, he woke up in a body that wasn’t his. Now, he was trapped in the body of a forgotten character from a novel he could barely remember. And worst of all? This body could not die. Every wound healed. Every attempt at death ended in failure. Even his one desire—death—was denied to him. But Ravien refused to submit. If he was truly going to die, it wouldn’t be as someone weak or insignificant. First, he would rise. Then, he would conquer. He would bring the world to its knees. And in the end, he would reach the peak—just to find a death worthy of him. --- [General Content Warning – Please Read Before Proceeding] Dear reader, This novel explores many shades of darkness. Throughout the story, you will encounter graphic violence, bodily distortion (body horror), psychological breakdown, unethical experimentation, and scenes that test the limits of human nature. Though purely fictional, the writing may at times feel disturbingly real. It may not be suitable for sensitive readers. But if you're ready to step into the darkness— Welcome. --- (EXTRA TAGS: Dark fantasy, Low science fiction, Body horror, Morally ambiguous characters, R18 content, Absurd fiction, Weird fiction, Cosmic horror, Multiple points of view, Slow worldbuilding, Occasional humor, Dark family theme, Sexual content without romance, No harem, Epic dark journey, Entity-focused narration, Entropic universe theme, Narrator ambiguity, Intuitive storytelling, Experimental structure, Fragmented information delivery, Ritualistic atmosphere, Aesthetic of silence and emptiness, Unreliable narrator, Detailed visual depiction, Dark everyday life, God complex, Corruption arc, Psychological horror, Alienation, Power, Consciousness, Loss of control, Ruthlessness, Despair, Chaos, Search for truth, Identity crisis, Body politics, Divinity, Loyalty and betrayal, Trauma, Cannibalism, Living environments, The extinction of natural innocence.)

This is a simple story of a young woman who has grown tired of how she is viewed by others. Born with ghastly grey hair and increasingly obtuse body proportions, Missa is a woman who has grown tired of how others have treated her, especially from those of the opposite sex. She finds the pleasure of danger to be her only outlet for the urges she denies herself. Follow along in this story of constant challenge and physical thrill as Missa discovers the true pleasures of combat. *There is very little 18+ material within this story. It is mostly presented as a theme to challenge the main character.

Hailey thought her life was over as she was regarded her as a whore and slapped with millions of debts on her wedding day. As soon to be husband, Benjamin Taylor stepped away from her her and asked the security men to kick her of the wedding hall, but just then, a young gentleman arrived at the wedding and took Hailey away, threatening all the attendees that will experience hell in the coming days. Hailey couldn't help but asked who the man was, she got the answer, but she didn't know he was merely one of her pursuer. Hailey life experienced a flipping turn over as several men were trying to win her hearts in all manners of ways. “One Million dollars for Lady Hailey Baker. I want that dress for her.” “Am afraid that money would secure your victory. Ten million dollars please. I want that dress for Lady Hailey.” “Twenty million dollars guys, I will be the one to buy it for Lady Hailey, my soon to be wife”

Imagine this: You're just a college student, buried in mythology textbooks and caffeine, dreaming of becoming a world-class expert on ancient gods and forgotten legends. That was my life—simple, grounded, normal. Then I died. No warning, no grand exit. Just darkness. Game over. Or so I thought. Because next thing I know, I’m standing before her—Veritas. A cosmic being with eyes like galaxies and a voice that shakes the soul. She didn’t ask. She didn’t explain. She just chose me… and sent me back as Hades. Yes, that Hades—the Greek god of the Underworld. You’d think my mythology degree would give me an advantage. Spoiler: it didn’t. The myths? Twisted. The stories? Half-true at best. And the gods? They’re nothing like the sanitized tales we tell. They're ancient, powerful, and terrifyingly real. Now I’m a mortal soul trapped in a divine body, caught in a web of politics, monsters, forgotten laws, and secrets older than time. No guidebook. No second chances. Just me, trying to survive in a world where every mistake could spark a war. Think you know the gods? Trust me—you don’t. Open the book. Step into my shadow. And see what it really means to be a god.