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He Comes At Night

He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious. Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, "You have a visitor." His rasps calmly. "Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived. Surprising, He only visits when she is alone. "One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions." He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze. "Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside. And Rose lied, "No." But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration. "You should be." He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes. "It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out." "You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually. "Excuse me?" "Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. What the hell is he up to? "This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch. "I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. "Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert." His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze. "When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her. "Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. "Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door. "Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow. "Because I've seen it before." "You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise. "I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." "Whom?" "You don't need to know." He closes off. "Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" "You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope. "Please." "You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left. Now she felt true fear for the first time. == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?
AkumaQuil · 7.1K Views

The world of killing gods and the sharingan

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.
DaoistPe0USa · 4K Views

Gods Playground

Alexandre's life oscillates between entertainment and emptiness. He spends his high school years as a young man chasing parties and drinking. Most of his relationships are superficial, and his friendships are merely for having fun at night and escaping the real world. He constantly feels a void within himself and seeks to fill that emptiness in the excitement of every night. However, one morning, the world he knows suddenly changes. Alexandre opens his eyes in an unknown world after an explosion. Here, no one has fun, and everyone has a purpose to survive. At first, Alexandre struggles to adapt to the new world with a great sense of emptiness, realizing that the satisfaction he seeks is not here. He now lives in a reality that cannot be escaped with drinks or filled with parties. Yet, in this world, there is another struggle waiting for Alexandre: the pains and voids he must confront within himself. With each step, Alexandre's soul and thoughts deepen. He begins to question his life filled with emptiness. He starts to understand that entertainment is merely an escape, and drinking is just a momentary relief. Surviving in the new world requires a greater mental and spiritual battle. While facing his inner void, he also has to fight the shadows of his past. He realizes that his life filled with parties and drinks was an illusion, and his true struggle is with himself. Alexandre's story is a compelling narrative of a young man lost in emptiness, seeking meaning and undergoing a process of inner transformation. As he tries to leave behind the emptiness and escape of his past, and rebuild himself as a real human being, Alexandre will discover not only a physical world but also a psychological evolution.
NerdVsHeaven · 1.6K Views

What Comes After?

What comes after the end? The inescapable void? A relentless darkness where hope is nothing but a distant memory? Who do you trust when you can’t even trust yourself? When the echoes of your past mistakes haunt every step, and the shadows seem to whisper your deepest fears? I asked myself these questions before and after Z-day. I ask them every waking moment, but the answers never come. They never have, and I don’t think they ever will. In a world stripped of its humanity, where survival is the only law, the truth feels like a luxury we can no longer afford. I know that those left behind are the worst of humanity—the scavengers, the betrayers, the ones who have embraced the darkness. But there are also others who fell at the last minute, those who clung to their last shreds of decency before the end swallowed them whole. Some are burdened with crimes that seem small compared to the horrors that now plague the earth, yet the punishment is the same for us all. The doctrine says that sin is sin, no matter the good intentions behind it. I guess they were right. This world is unforgiving, and it doesn’t care about the reasons that led us here. Do I hate it here? Yes, I do. Every breath I take in this poisoned air is a reminder of what we’ve lost. Do I regret being here? Of course not, because I have a sister to protect. She’s my only tether to what’s left of my humanity, my only reason to keep fighting when everything else has been reduced to ash. My name is Paul Okonkwo, and I will get her safely through this hell on earth, even if it’s the last thing I do. No matter what this broken world throws at us, no matter how deep I have to sink into the darkness, I will be the shield that keeps her safe. Because in the end, that’s all that matters—keeping her alive, keeping her safe, even if it means sacrificing what little is left of myself.
Wisdom_Okolue · 738 Views

Under The Gods' Gaze

Yggdrasil, the world tree. A being of omnipotence that controls and guides the universe with its infinite influence and wisdom, seeking an outcome that no man or creature could comprehend. Many believe the world tree contains the universe and keeps it stable simply, but the truth is hardly ever so simple. Yggdrasil manifests the universe's will and constantly searches for a net positive outcome. However, these outcomes often come at great prices, with many of the Tree's actions resulting in the loss of millions of sentient lives. However, the Tree is Omnipotent and thus sees life at an infinite scale. This infinite view allows the tree to see the long-term effects of the decisions it makes, thus resulting in 100% net positive outcomes. However, in the past 60 years, there has been a disturbance, one from another universe entirely—a universe where pure chaos reigned supreme, and there was no overseer. This chaotic universe has begun to bleed through the universal folds of time and space, allowing interaction between the two. As a result of this bleeding, the planet most important to Yggdrasil's desired universal outcome is being overrun by the Void Seekers. In order to save its universe and destroy the Void, Yggdrasil has made a Drastic decision—a decision involving one man: Magni Gunvaldsen. [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] Welcome to my story, fellow humans. I have had to rewrite this story 15 times because I was never truly satisfied with it, but here I am with the final product. I have solidified the plot, given my main character a real personality, and corrected my writing style to fit the theme of the book more closely. The amount of time and effort I have put into this book is honestly frightening, but nonetheless, it is worth every second, penny, and sleepless night. I have set this novel up so that I can continue it indefinitely if need be, but I will at least have three volumes written in three years. Each novel will be 50 full-length chapters long and jam-packed with content, but I will not slack on the quality. I will be posting chapters at a minimum of 3k words once a week, and some will even go up to 6k or 7k. The first volume will focus on Magni's unique situation, emotions, and his drive for success. It will touch on many things, such as mental health, expectations, faith, and the will of others. The second volume will Focus on revenge and how the idea is flawed but, in an imperfect world, is a necessary evil. The 3rd volume will focus on the concept of destiny, the emotion of love, the correlation between the two, and the inverse. (this is when Magni's love interest will be revealed). Of course, there will still be plenty of action; this is an action novel series, but there will be solid themes of love in this 3rd volume. If that's not your cup of tea, then I don't care. I'm sure plenty of loyal readers out there will support me despite you. Welcome to a journey of a lifetime, and I hope you enjoy. [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] If you want real-time updates on my progress or just want to support me, you can go ahead and follow my Instagram, @Cathulhu01_OFF. I'm mainly doing this as a hobby, but if it takes off(which I doubt it will, but one can only hope and work harder), I will put a link to my Patreon. The subscription cost will be $5, but I will put a ton of content on there, so don't worry. Don't have a good day. Have a fucking fantastic day. CTHULHU
Cathulu01 · 6.4K Views
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