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The smelly hearse stopped at the door, the sound of marbles crashing from the ceiling, someone pacing back and forth in the corridor, and the next room seemed to be cutting something. The door lock in the bedroom vibrated slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom was tightened, but it was still ticking. There seemed to be a ball rolling under the bed. The footprints stained with water are constantly emerging on the floor and are slowly approaching. At three o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge hid beside the radiator with a kitchen knife, and the phone in his hand had just been dialed. "Landlord!"! This is the night you said.A little lively?! "

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

[Rising Star 2 entry] In a world defined solely by strength, Devon's family is undeniably amongst the strongest. Devon himself isn't even F-rank- He can't even tame a slime. "Your weakness is a stain on my family. The only use you have left is as my meal!" His father shouted as he devoured him. Reincarnated as a servant in a different continent, Devon finds that he's been revived with an SSS rank skill: [Corruption - Rank: SSS - Tame any beast by corrupting them. Beasts will gain intelligence and power based on the user's rank.] [Beast: Juma collected. Level: 0/20.] With this skill, he not only tames beasts but corrupts them, bending them to his very will-perfect for revenge. With a fire set ablaze in his heart, he vowed to do one thing with this new life, "I'll make you pay, 'Father'." -2 daily updates at 10 am est and 5 pm est.-

DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL ROMANTIC THRILLER  ......... The feeling of being trapped in closed space is terrifying however to be trapped in one's own body is a nightmare. Their consciences are both filled with remorse and shame, drowning them in misery. When an ex soldier with dark history gets accosted by the Predator in Paradise, she suppresses her weaknesses to be a survivor. Humanity Fear Remorse Principles He was a victim, escalating into an unstable parasite with an unsatiated craving for blood and pain. ~An evil is not born ~Agony molds you ~Numbs your feelings A hardcore evil is born as one suffers where redemption and retribution is all that he can desire... Some sins can be irreversible Will he lose his chance to atone for his crimes and quench his dolour? She is cynical and despises having episodes of emotional meltdown. She became familiar with the slow and overwhelming pain when there is no closure. She is his perfect match. She drives him toward insanity. Beautifully broken, both having scars staining the soul.  Pain soothes agony. ......... His pov I believe my heart has been devoid of love and affection since then. Not a single soul knew about my miserable life, the pathetic life of this lone wolf, the Ive Michaelson who brags around with his immense power and inhumane heart. The aftermath of that horrible incident was me lying on that cold floor. I dragged my butterfly knife to my wrist. I carved vertical lines which meant I'd bled faster and die faster. People who cut horizontally across the wrists in light lines never really wanted to die subconsciously. They fear death. But I knew better. I meant business. I had cut a deeper slash than last time. But I can't die yet. I grabbed my arms attempting to stop the flow. I wrapped my handkerchief around it. But it won't hurt me to try. Maybe I'll succeed if it's my lucky day. ......... Her pov No human is deemed worthy for life in his eyes. He wet his lips and tilted his head to the side like a complete psychopath, lowering his head a bit. He was gawking at me with those amber eyes turned slightly red. He smiled. Inhumane. I felt fear. Cold fear. The same nauseated feeling came back as he kept that smile while the second tear left his eye. Pain and only pain was visible in them. "That's why you are special. Now I must return this favour askim" he whispered. That craziness surfacing little by little in his smile made it hard for me to breathe. He was sick. ......... I believe in liberal and non sexist views which are portrayed in this book. The male leads can be really fucked up & intrigue characters. The female leads are equally strong and evil. Each character has his own perspective & emotional experiences which mould him into the kind of individual he is & explain the reasons for his particular behaviors. CONTENT AND/OR TRIGGER WARNING: Scenes of drug use, sexual abuse, harassment, self harm, violence & mature language which may be triggering for some readers. I don't plagiarize others otherwise it's purely coincidental.

Isabella Martini, all she ever wanted was to find her mate and live a peaceful life with him. But all of that comes spirally down when she is accused of killing her sister. Despite being the daughter of the Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, no one believed her, not even her Alpha, Alpha Gael Romano. To make amends for the crime she did not commit, she agrees to marry Alpha Romano. But that does not go as planned, and when she realizes that he plans to kill her, that is her final straw. Now a broken soul, she wanders into the rogue territory, trying to build her life again. Arlo Bianchi, Alpha of the Black Knight Pack. He has been whispered as Death for the numerous deaths that stain his hands. Everyone is afraid of the monster he has become, but what would happen when Isabella stumbles upon his land? Will he kill her on sight, or will she be the key to his cold heart? Find out more in this book.

In a kingdom ruled by political intrigue and betrayal, a young man named Roy finds himself at the center of a deadly conspiracy. After surviving numerous assassination attempts, he is once again targeted by a group of elite assassins. Severely wounded and on the verge of death, Roy narrowly escapes with a fatal injury, his blood staining the ground as his body collapses. As the life drains from him, he begins to lose consciousness, accepting that this may be the end. But fate has different plans. Just when he believes all hope is lost, a mysterious force intervenes, saving him from death’s grip. Severely weakened, Roy begins a new chapter of his life, forced to confront the complexities of survival in a world where nothing is ever truly what it seems. As he heals, Roy faces the harsh reality of his situation. With enemies lurking at every corner and secrets surrounding his past, he is thrust into a game of politics, power, and betrayal. Despite his painful experiences with love and loss, he finds himself entangled with Princess Rina, who is determined to make him fall in love with her, even if it means sacrificing everything. But for Roy, love is nothing more than a curse—a destructive force that has already caused him enough pain. Amid the rising tension and political turmoil, Roy must navigate a dangerous world, constantly fighting for survival while grappling with his own indifference to the emotions that others seem to desperately cling to. As he becomes more entwined in the dangerous game around him, Roy must decide whether to embrace his past and the relationships that come with it—or to remain an isolated figure, detached from the world he once knew. A tale of survival, love, and betrayal, Roy's journey is one of resilience, self-discovery, and the harsh realities of a kingdom ruled by manipulation and deceit.

She was the forgotten empress, betrayed and murdered in cold blood. Now, reborn into the heart of a noble family, she awakens with the memories of a lifetime lost and a thirst for vengeance. Lady Elara remembers the sting of betrayal, the cold steel that stole her throne and her life. Now, granted a second chance at life, she vows to reclaim what was stolen and bring ruin upon those who wronged her. Yet, fate is a fickle mistress. Navigating a court rife with treachery and deceit, Elara finds herself drawn to a powerful and enigmatic lord. Their connection runs deeper than she could have imagined, entwined with the threads of their past lives. But as their love ignites, so too do the shadows of their enemies. Will Elara rise from the ashes of her past to seize her destiny? Or will the crimson tears of her tragic fate stain the pages of history once more? Crimson Tears of Scarlet Fate: A Reincarnation Romance - Prepare to be swept away in a world of magic, treachery, and a love that transcends even death itself.

He married the daughter of the Lancaster family purely for revenge. He expected her to be obedient and submissive, not to resist or show emotions—a perfect pawn in his plan for vengeance. However, when his gaze locked onto the third daughter of the Lancaster family, the one who barged into the living room was her—disheveled and stained with blood. She seemed ordinary, but beneath the surface, she hid an unknown sharpness. "Do you love me?" he asked coldly. "You're crazy!" she rolled her eyes in disdain. In that moment, he smiled with satisfaction, believing he had everything under control. But she fought back. Marrying him was merely one step in her own plan. Four years later, with the Lancaster family completely destroyed, she threw the divorce papers in his face, smiling like the final victor: "Albert Wilson, have you finished using me? Thank you for making me think I once loved you. Now, never see me again, even in death." Just as she turned to leave in triumph, she accidentally walked into a gang's arms deal, and an explosion forever separated her from him. It was only when he found the two-month pregnancy test result among her belongings that he realized he had lost the only salvation of his life.

In a fractured world teetering on the brink of chaos, the Tree of Eternal Life—a source of unimaginable power—remains sealed away, its roots the only barrier between harmony and ruin. For centuries, the four worlds; Heaven, Hell, Purgatory and The Material world have been kept apart by Yahweh’s decree. Now, whispers of rebellion stir, driven by a force ancient and vengeful. Jeremiah Mason has carried a curse since childhood—a pact forged in blood with Lucifer himself, bound to the demon Eosphoros. Shunned as a devil and haunted by a power he never asked for, Jeremiah’s soul burns with a single desire: to prove he is more than the darkness that clings to him. But in a world where strength is survival, he must decide whether to embrace his curse or forge a path through sheer will, even if it destroys him. Rakael, born of angelic blood, watched her clan slaughtered in a night of fire and death. Consumed by vengeance, she made unholy pacts, choices that stained her wings forever. Now an Exorcist, Rakael fights to atone, carrying a blade forged from her guilt. But with every strike against the forces of hell, the ghosts of her past only draw closer. When a secret sect rises to unite the worlds and unleash the Tree’s power, humanity’s fragile existence is thrust into peril. As Jeremiah and Rakael uncover the truth, they realize the stakes are far greater than they imagined: Lucifer himself plots to use the Tree to exact his ultimate revenge on Yahweh, reclaiming the place he lost in Heaven. With the line between good and evil blurred, Jeremiah and Rakael are forced to confront not only their enemies but their own demons. How far will they go to protect a broken world? And when the time comes to choose, will they save humanity—or damn it? The Cursed Exorcist is a dark fantasy epic of power, vengeance, and redemption, where every choice cuts deeper and the cost of survival may be too high to pay.

In a world where reality is warped and blood stains the ground, the crash of a mysterious spaceship seventy years ago birthed a generation that knows only terror and despair. Anomalies have twisted the landscape into a living nightmare, where death is ever-present and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The survivors, born into this unforgiving hell, are driven by a desperate need to uncover the dark secrets of their origins. With every step, they delve deeper into a world shrouded in fog, where the line between life and death is razor-thin, and hope is a distant memory

He is a doctor who specializes in helping to heal wounded people, keeping his oath close to his heart and mind, until he has met her. A broken woman with a broken soul and yet the most beautiful one his eyes have ever laid upon. She has awakened something inside of him that he does not know existed—obsession, possession, and manipulation. He has never wanted anything or anyone ever before the way he wants her. A doctor who has promised to save as much lives as he can, not until a threat to their relationship arrives, then he will hide away his wings and color the white gown that hangs around his body with deep red.

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

"Your skirt is stained by the way..." Kayla met her husband Zayn in an embarrassing manner. They never cross parts again for years not until life became a little too hard for Zayn. Zayn was on a job hunt, but it was hard getting a job since he didn't have any significant skill to offer. He eventually runs into Kayla's sister; Natalie who offered him a job as the marketing director of her company. A gala was held by by the company which all workers and the Renzo family are demanded to be in attendance. Kayla is trying to make sure the pictures taken by the press and paparazzi comes out perfect to avoid scandals when her eye lands on a familiar face. she wasn't certain who it was at first but she would eventually. Zayn does not remember Kayla neither did he remember that particular event, and Kayla vowed to make sure he never remembers. Life had a little surprise install for Kayla but little did she know she was going to spoiled by that very man...

Lance Demetrian was born to Guardian Oberdan Demetrian, a renowned war hero of Velmyr, and Liria Solvaris von Velmy, the proud sister of King Dessus Solvaris von Velmy. His birth should have been a bridge between the common roots of his father and the noble lineage of his mother. Instead, it became a source of shame and conflict that would define his tragic youth. Lance was born under a lunar eclipse, an event never recorded, and as such, never before seeing by the people of Velmy, being labeled as "The Child of the damned" Lance was disdained by the court for bringing shame and being a stain in the purity of the Royal Blood. His mother driven by supersticion, refused to hold him as an infant, ignoring him the entirety of his childhood. His father focus was on maintaning he new found noble title, subjected him to relentless physical and mental trial, a practice that the people believed would awaken the "Guardian" status, yet Lance could not awaken, being deemed as too soft and weak by his father. Considering this they chose to focus their care on Lance's younger brothers and sisters. Being 10 years old, in one of the trial commanded by his father, the young Lance was attacked by a wild boar, as he hesitated to do face the beast he was saved by his father's men but not without a cost. Though his inaction was caused by fear and inexperience, his father just saw a coward. King Dessus saw this oportunity to get rid of the "Child of the damned", just as a political move to regain the court support. Along with Liria they accused Lance of stealing a Royal relic that had been giving to Liria the day of her wedding, labeling as a traitor. His father didnt opose the idea, Lance was after all his heir, and an unworthy at that, so he decided to cast him out, so to make Lance's younger brother the heir of the Demetrian house. This way young Lance alone and with a pouch of gold, was sent to a distant and barren land, never to be seen again, or so they thought

A high ceiling, adorned with intricate carvings and fanciful decor. A warm golden light passing through stained glass highlighting the beauty of justice and righteous valour- a contrast to the maleficent beings that would often face this light- illuminates the room. Upon a raised dais, there is a displeased king, and by his side, stern-faced nobles and court officials stare down menacingly at the accused. Below these extinguished figures, bounded by chains and covered in grime, was a six-year-old girl. "Ixion Akastos Vespera" "In the presence of our sovereign King and the noble dukes of this great nation, you are summoned to answer for the grave crimes alleged against you. The entire house of Vespera, your family and lineage, has been wrongfully slain by a treacherous prisoner of theirs. We have reason to believe you have conspired with the ungrateful fiend, betraying your own blood and committing treason against our liege. How do you answer? Are you guilty or not guilty of this heinous crime?" "Not guilty." "Not guilty? Very well. You shall-" "I killed them myself. Not the dragon, only I." Murmurs erupted among the usually unperturbed high-class nobles. "Is it not according to law that a bloodline inheritor may kill all other potential heirs? As for my unfortunate mother, she was merely an unintended mishap." °°° Alexandra Chase, among a million others, found herself in a deadly game orchestrated by a supreme goddess to gain access to another world. Unfortunately, her life in this new world won't be any softer than the one before it. Her drive is not only to survive but also to supersede those beings who stand above. The goddess's schemes are far deeper than she could imagine. She is granted talent, unlimited potential, and terrifying attunement to the world itself with her new body, but many geniuses die young. Her most capable weapon is a concept many have yet to fathom- her soul.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Ivy Harrington is thrust into an unexpected challenge: to claim her share of her late father’s inheritance, she must marry before a looming deadline. Desperate yet determined, Ivy proposes a fake marriage to Sabastian Cain. A wealthy, enigmatic stranger whose charm and sophistication conceal a darker truth. As their marriage begins, Ivy discovers that Sebastian’s world is far from ordinary. Secrets emerge—whispers of power, immortality, and a blood-stained history—that force Ivy to confront the impossible. Drawn to Sebastian despite the danger he represents, Ivy is caught in a whirlwind of intense romance, passion, betrayal, and supernatural intrigue. What starts as a simple arrangement becomes a journey into a realm of ancient feuds, deadly alliances, and a love that defies the boundaries of life and death. Will Ivy uncover the truth about her husband’s dark nature before it’s too late? And will her love for him survive the revelation of his deepest secret?

Born as a result of betrayal, revenge and agony; Zhu-yin, if that's his real name, tries to change his fate, and for that he would even be the demon king if needed.

In a fractured world, where magic stains the soul and war is an eternal tide of blood and steel, the ruins of an imperial dream rise. The Eiyu Empire, once envisioned as the foundation of eternity by Taiko Hideyoshi, has fallen prey to decay. From the ashes of the second Eiyu-Cataya war, a conflict that neither side claims as victory, emerges Ritsu, a youth with an uncertain future, marked by the misery of a discarded class. His only hope shines in the legends, in the whispers of a trial that will grant the fortunate passage to the Forbidden City, the sanctum of power, where imperial reikan and the secrets of shadows intertwine in a deadly dance... In "Shadows of the Empire: Red Sun," there is no clarity in the strife, only the ravenous shadows that dance around power. A power that does not understand justice, but survival, and that weaves its web over the throne of an empire that has forgotten how to dream. It is in this setting of palpable darkness that Ritsu will discover that the true battle is not waged on the bloodied fields, but in the abyss that each being harbors within. And as the pages are consumed, the reader will wonder if it is truly worth emerging victorious in a world where thrones are forged with the lost souls of countless fallen.

In the frozen wilderness of the Snow Lands, Scypha embarks on her coming-of-age journey with her wolf companion, Darko, when she experiences her first blackout. She wakes to find her hands stained with blood and no memory of what happened. As these episodes become more frequent, their cause unknown, she can only grow increasingly fearful of the violent, uncontrollable forces growing within her and the unsettling euphoria that always seems to follow. Far to the south, the dryad Eletha, a fervent guardian of nature who harbors deep disdain for humans, faces her own troubles. Dealing with the meat-men has never brought her forest or its people anything but grief, and an inevitable conflict is brewing. One can hope for a peaceful solution, but given the unreconcilable differences between the two peoples, others might be far more appealing...

"The field where your imagination writes. The empty canvas only to be stained by your ink. Welcome to the Author's playground." Elijah, a once-trending novelist known for churning out clichéd stories to gain fame and wealth, finally grew disillusioned with his work. In a fit of spite, he decided to end his latest novel by killing off every character. Then a system popped up over his head. [ Welcome back to your Playground! ]

Title: Stained Sand In the bustling streets of Mumbai, Rohan, an ordinary high school student, has learned to live with the occasional tremors of life—both literal and metaphorical. However, when an inexplicable event disturbs the peaceful rhythm of his world, Rohan finds himself trapped in a surreal battle between reality and something far more sinister. One morning, while Rohan gets up with playful teasing from his younger siblings, Aarav and Aryan, there is something in the air that is very disconcerting: sand everywhere in great and menacing stretches, as if overnight, has swallowed up the familiar world. The streets start shifting, the school ground begins to shift, even the skies seem to have had the laws of nature torn apart. There's something unnatural with the sand, a weight in the air-as if eyes were watching him, waiting for him to make a move. It all happens when Rohan finds himself faced with a strange man who comes from the sky, garbed in flowing white robes, and tells him that he is very, very far from ordinary. Actually, Rohan leads a life full of hidden powers, wanted by darker forces, even though he has lived an apparently very mundane life in Mumbai. As the man with strange abilities challenged Rohan, manipulating the sand around them into deadly weapons and illusions, Rohan realized that he was no longer a student. He would have to stand up to the forces of this mysterious stranger, who either wanted to wake up his latent powers or destroy him once and for all. With the sand constantly shifting, it reveals more and more of its secrets, and Rohan comes to understand that his life is connected to something much greater than he could have ever imagined: bound by ancient powers, forgotten gods, and a dimension-spanning conflict. Torn by his own identity and the depth of his powers, Rohan must fight his way through this new world full of fatal enemies, obscured truths, and dark alliances. But sand is not his only enemy: old friends, childhood memories, and even the ones he loves may be part of a larger game that may destroy everything he holds dear. Can Rohan find out about his powers before it is too late, or will the dunes of destiny bury him and the world in an eternal storm?

Jaai was a deadbeat son-in-law who was considered a stain to the honor of the Hullervard family.... ..... Imagine you've been slaving away all your life to please your wife... Suddenly found her cheating on you. Due to the suddenness of the event and some unforseen circumstances, you lost your balance on the top of a staircase and fell to your death... death? A powerful system saves you and gives you another shot at life... First thing, you left the hospital and went running to your mother-in-law's house to report the infidelity. But boom... you were said to have lost your memory... that the impact of the fall must have made you lose your memory... How will you take your revenge? Fight with all your might to prove that you've not lost your memory? Or Accept their claim and pretend to have lost your memory? With a system on your side, how hard can it be to use pretense as a tool of revenge, as you JOB your way to UPPER ECHELON...?

Ares was just a child when he stained his hands with the blood of his masters, driven by the burning desire for revenge over his mother’s death. During his desperate escape, he encountered a mysterious figure—an enigmatic man cloaked in an aura of darkness and power. This stranger spoke to him of a possibility: the chance to gain the strength he had always longed for, a strength that would ensure he would never be a victim again. Drawn in by the stranger’s words and fueled by his despair, Ares chose to trust him. Through a series of incredible coincidences and revelations, Ares discovered he was the last descendant of an ancient clan founded by a primordial being—an entity that embodied powers beyond imagination. Ares’s journey became one of transformation: from a boy scarred by pain to an unstoppable warrior, determined to crush and humiliate his enemies. With every battle won and every opponent defeated, Ares moved closer to his ultimate destiny. previous name: the rise of the demon god and lust # cultivation # R18 # no netorare # fantasy # harem #netori

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

I wasn’t so sure if it was my own blood stained my wedding dress. I was so sure that I bathed in crimson as I tried to catch my breath. I held my chest as I can feel the pain for the bullet thoroughly tormented my flesh. My vision was blurry as I tried to see my groom with his devilish look while pointing a gun at me. I’m sure he already fired it, as I tried to stop the blood oozing from my chest. Tears rolled down as I recalled how happy I am at his grand proposal. How he whispers the endless “I love you” to me. How his lips brushed mine as he held me in his embrace.  How sweet his smiles as it were purposely painted like the sun on clear blue skies. Hugo. I looked at him with bitterness as I tried to brush off my tears. I don’t understand why our love ends up like this.  All the love I had shattered as I looked this unfamiliar man in front of me. He walked towards me and he pointed the gun he held in his hands earlier. “My sweetest Jane.” He planted a departing kiss as I tried to talk back but my lips won’t move. My body was trembling with fear with the monster that is willing to end my life.  “I know you must be shocked at this state.” As he played few strands of my hair as I tried to reach him to retaliate but my trembling hands landed at his face, stained his handsome face with the blood from my chest. My tears won’t stop from flowing as I watch him laugh hideously; he held my hands and feels it in his face. I could still feel the warmth in his face.  “Hu..Hugo…Please help me.” Trying to survive and plead. I wonder if one touch could appease his anger and withdraw his gun from my head. “Shhhhhhh….. Don’t cry love. You won’t be alone in your afterlife. You may join your beloved parents, what do you think?” My parents, their faces flashed in my mind as they were supportive in my wedding with Hugo. They were the one who arrange this whole thing as their only cherished daughter. I trembled with wrath as I grabbed his collar with my might. This cursed creature! “What did I do to deserve this!” I shouted with all my voice that left with me. I couldn’t let him go as I gather my strength to get even for my parents. My naïve parents who blindly supported me to be with him.  He laughed evilly and I couldn’t know him. I stood in silence as I listened him laughed in my state, Hugo have you ever loved me? Thought crossed my mind. “You were too stubborn to believe that I loved you Jane. You were easily deluded that I need to get rid of you.”  So this must be the most hurting words I heard. I let him go from my grasp. I know he was waiting seconds to end my life it was that I am a bit impatient. “Indeed I am deluded Hugo. I regret falling in love with you wholeheartedly.” I pulled the trigger from the gun he pointed at me and I fell into darkness. Everything was a lie. Before I totally lose my senses, I could hear a woman calling Hugo and stood toward his side. I could still gaze at the approaching shadow and it became clearer and clearer. I clenched my face of what I saw. It was my sister, Allison and behind her were my parents. I wanted to laughed with the twist of events. Nobody know I could still heard them talking in my dying self. I could feel my mother’s hand wring my neck to sure that I will die. I could not resist.  My death was stage. My death was….

Ghosts converge, the world is plunged into cold darkness. The dark ruler Demon King Evil Sea and his entourage constantly expanded their power, divided the territory to rule brutally, and spread horrible death. White bones piled up like mountains, the unwholesome souls carrying sky-high resentment also gradually turned into demons, momentarily becoming a bunch of underworld soldiers who obeyed under the control of the Demon King. Human history will soon be erased all traces, the beautiful days may only be in a vague memory! But somewhere in this world, the great Sun still shines every warm ray, nurturing the green sprouts of life. The fire of enthusiasm about the desire for peace is still smoldering, just waiting for a certain wind to burn brightly. Thai Binh Hamlet is remote, this place is surrounded by the solid wall of Dan Xa bronze citadel, it is located at the foot of the majestic Thien Son mountain of Thien Vuong Van Tu. It was also in this place that the monks from the monastic world of Thien Vuong Van Tu, carrying in their body the power of pure justice, were still diligently setting up military formations to uphold the strict vigil. Their mission is to protect the people of Thai Binh Hamlet against the formidable Magical Force from outside Dan Xa citadel, day and night. Remember the old years when the Fairy Master - Chu Su Co led Thien Vuong Van Tu to confront the Demon King Evil Sea and his encirclement. At that time, the battle between the good and the evil was extremely fierce, many people were lying down forever, blood stained the autumn afternoon. Also because the power of the Demon King was too strong, Thien Vuong Van Tu failed to retreat to Thien Son mountain to entrench. At that time, Chu Su Co was seriously injured, before he left, he left behind a peerless spiritual treasure stored in the secret room of the unique, located deep below the Thuy Thien Thu waterfall. At the same time, he used all his strength to mix with the huge energy coming from the Universe, creating a formation called the Pillar Ma Thien Seal Mantra. Thanks to this shield of great power, Thai Binh Thon Dan Xa has prevented countless attacks of the Demon Race over the years. Thien Vuong Van Tu took advantage of that precious time to train excellent disciples, truly talented war gods. The story of a legend, the hero that eradicates tyranny would have nothing to say if it weren't for that person to appear, Long Gia Hinh an orphan boy in Thai Binh Thon. Destiny made the teenager meet the Fire Dragon Slayer, a divine beast born in the heart of a giant golden egg of the Sun, possessing super destructive heat. Unintentionally, the male lead was handed a sword and a leopard, starting with the long sword Blood of the Heart representing humanity. Next is the legendary sword Fantasy Sword Decision representing the gods. Finally, the bar of hell, the first evil soldier Dark Mirror represents the power of darkness, and also captures the strange beast Black Dragon Permanently - Red Dragon Thorn. The opposition of the two Fire Dragons - the Black Dragon, between the Spirit and the Evil Army, symbolizing the lust in each person, there are both good and bad sides, following the righteous or evil path is up to us. Selection. The male lead Long Gia Hinh, together with the Red Fire Dragon God and his ultimate magical treasures, gradually conquered the pinnacle of power, stirred up the demon world, competed with good and evil, and since then a heroic history page has been opened out. To understand better, I invite you to step into the world of mysterious stories, accompany me in this novel "Blood red sun day kill Gohts"!

In the bustling city of Verenthia, where the clang of swords and the murmur of betrayal filled the air, two rival families stood at the brink of destruction. The Arlan and the Vesperis, once united by friendship, had descended into a bitter rivalry that echoed through generations, staining their history with blood and resentment. Amidst this chaos, a chance encounter unfolded under a sky lit by a thousand stars. Elysia, the carefree daughter of the Arlan clan, yearned for freedom beyond the constraints of her family's expectations. Across the city, Layton, the bold son of the Vesperis, was driven by a desire to reclaim his family's honor. When their eyes met at the annual festival, time seemed to still, and the world around them faded. Drawn together by an inexplicable force, they shared stolen moments and whispered dreams, crafting a bond that defied the hatred of their kin. In a city where love was a forbidden fruit, their hearts dared to reach for the impossible. Yet, as the stars twinkled overhead, they knew the path ahead was fraught with danger and heartache.

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.