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Kakashi Dress

Days of my Life: Rewrite

Kakashi has lived a sheltered life within the protective confines of a barrier, which shielded them from the dangers that lurk outside. Raised by his devoted mother, Ako, and loving sister, Tokah, he only know a world of happiness and joy. Living in a world where he thought nothing could go wrong. But when a group of men invades their home, everything changes. In the brutal assault, Kakashi witnesses his mother's tragic death, a moment that shatters his naive understanding of safety. While his sister manages to escape, Kakashi is captured and subjected to experiments designed to exploit his hidden powers. Years later, amidst the ruins of a collapsing facility, granting Kakashi a chance at freedom. Rescued by an academy dedicated to training gifted individuals, he discovers not only the extent of his abilities but also the resolve to seek vengeance against those who tore his family apart. Driven by the desire to reunite with Tokah and avenge his mother's murder, Kakashi embarks on a journey filled with action and self-discovery. As he navigates the treacherous underbelly of a world rife with superhuman conflicts, he must confront his own problems while mastering the very powers that once made him a target. _________________________________________________ NOTE: slow start, little romance, MC gets stronger as the story progress If you have any questions, feel free to ask in the comments If you spot any mistake, please comment on that paragraph so I can correct it
Grim_Princess · 3.4K Views

The Reign Of The Damned: Dawn

-Welcome to the new world- Fifty years ago, an unknown source opened up the gates to hell, and demons, with the help of supernatural beings, scorched the earth. The humans have lost their power as the reign of the damned has taken over. "Hmm," Lord Kotzu said as he walked up before me. "She looks youthful, long hair and fair skin," the Lord mumbled as he circled me. "But not as curvy as I hoped, but she's not too thin either." He continued to mumble, and I felt violated by his words. He spoke as if I wasn't standing there. The circling stopped, and he came before me again. "Open your mouth," he commanded in a chilling tone. I looked over at my father, who nodded, urging me to comply. "Teeth look fine," the Lord muttered. "Please, remove your dress!" the Lord ordered. A wave of shame washed over me as my father gave a hesitant nod, yet I understood I had to comply with the Lord's demand. My body trembled as I slipped out of my dress, standing exposed before the men. I couldn't bring myself to meet my father's gaze. After an eternity of scrutiny, the Lord finally said, "Hmm, looks perky enough; you can get dressed now." "Albert?" Lord Kotzu inquired, turning his gaze toward my father. "Yes, my Lord," Father responded.  "Your daughter, Dawn, has been chosen to join the harem of the King of Rumania, Nicolaie Ilias Traian Costea V. She will be leaving with us immediately and will never return. Please take a moment to say your goodbyes. There's no need to pack anything; the King will provide for her every need." The Lord's words hit me like a sudden blow to the gut. What was going on? What could the King possibly want with me?
novelsbykendra · 9.9K Views

Pay 99 Yuan: Arranging A Mysterious Funeral For You

Su Chen transmigrated to a parallel world and inherited a funeral company. To his surprise, he awakened the God-tier Funeral System because of it. Regardless of whether a person wanted to leave behind a legendary tale in the world, or they wanted to create a mysterious and extraordinary history so that others would suspect that they were bigwigs, they could do so through Su Chen’s funeral company. [With only 99 Yuan, I will appear personally at your funeral with a black tuxedo. With a black umbrella in my hand, I will silently observe the entire funeral.] [With 10,000 Yuan, there will be 100 men in black at your funeral. A Maybach will drive through your funeral and an old man, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, will bow and put flowers on your tombstone. He will then leave with a stern expression.] [With 100,000 Yuan, 3000 men in black will appear at your funeral with black umbrellas. It will be a gray and drizzly day. A military helicopter will circle the sky. Three old men dressed in black Chinese tunic suits, and two teary women, will pay their respects at your tombstone.] … [With 10 billion Yuan, your funeral will be broadcast to the public via Livestream. The heavens and the earth will shake while your coffin is carried to its final destination by nine dragons. The entire world will dim! All the world leaders will kneel and bow before your grave. Bizarre phenomena will appear in the sky while dark clouds will loom over the vast space. All the stars in the sky shall decorate your tombstone while the sun and the moon bid farewell to you.] [The company can fulfill all kinds of requests as long as you pay us enough.] [Place an order now and you will have a mysterious past immediately.]
Hotpot With Cilantro · 534.9K Views

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 15.1K Views
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