Eren Speech Rumbling

Jake, a man who exploited desperate women for money, dies from a bullet wound only to awaken in a world of elven women where men are mythical creatures. Now called Eren, he's taken in by the influential woman, hiding his true identity while being her adopted Daughter. As Eren confronts memories of his selfish past life, he forms a genuine connection with the women around him. With his identity at risk of exposure, Eren must decide whether to continue living a lie or reveal himself and face the consequences. Because in a world of only women… what happens when they find out what he really is? ||||||||||| *My first book and my entry into WSA! No ntr No Yuri

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

After the Kingdom of Runalond united the world 500 years ago, its signature Rune Art became a part of citizens’ everyday lives. No matter one's identity or status, all children at the age of 16 are granted the right to study at a Rune Art Academy in order to secure a place in society. However, one region is an exception. Lostburg, inhabited by outcasts, scoundrels, and rejects, is a large town completely abandoned by any form of law and support from the kingdom. Though poor and uneducated, it remains a relatively comfortable place to live... if you know how. Nathan Modernson, a young boy born and raised in Lostburg, has never met his mother and lives a humble life alongside his rogue father. With his wits of speech and mindfulness of the environment, he believes nobody knew how to live freely and happily in Lostburg more than him. Just when Nathan thinks this is as far as his life goes, one ordinary day, his father suddenly asks him a simple yet peculiar question. Nathan’s seemingly careless response, changed him, and possibly the entire world, forever.

Eren Idril died as an old, decrepit, and piss-poor adventurer by the maws of a D-Rank monster. He had a lot of unfulfilled dreams and desires that couldn't see the light of the day after the light in his own eyes died down. But fortunately for him and unfortunately for the world, that wasn't his end. Eren was somehow dived back in time when he was a mere teen, attending Lionheart Academy for adventurers. When life gives him a second chance, Eren decides to exploit it to its fullest. Experience his vile deeds as he partakes in them without feeling the slightest bit of hesitation. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Lin Nianhe, the leading lady of the apocalypse, came equipped with a top-tier space, furiously hoarded tens of billions of resources, and then — she traveled through time! The first day, a fierce squabble unfolded; The second day, the production team's competition for overachievement was fiery hot; The third day… Lin Nianhe: "Comrades, be inspiring!" The crowd, struggling: "Hardworking guy, stop brewing motivational speeches." Lin Nianhe: "All the aunties are so adorable!" The production team's aunties, hearts shattered: "Xiao Lin has hogged all the brains in her family." Lin Nianhe relished in dramas, smashing feet with excitement, as she performed her new script brilliantly. The swap of resources made her little treasure chest increasingly rich; Tailored teaching, students acing their exams with full marks! Lin Nianhe, with education in her left hand and economy in her right, ignited the darkness with sparks of light. - The first time Su Yuncheng was asked when he would tie the knot with Lin Nianhe, he said, "Let me first win over her parents." The second time Su Yuncheng was asked when they could taste the wedding candy, he answered, "Wait until I've conquered her dozen or so siblings." The third time Su Yuncheng was questioned about his relationship progress with Lin Nianhe, he replied, "Our relationship is stable, but the entire village of three hundred, young and old, are all trying to snatch her from me." He then turned around, pitifully searching for his delicate childhood sweetheart: "Hehe, when will you make it formal with me?" Lin Nianhe responded offhandedly: "Wait till I finish building this batch of schools." The next day, Lin Nianhe discovered that the sites she'd chosen for the schools had already started construction overnight! [Cool community leader · Unknowingly charming · Little drama queen × Cunning · Self-challenger · Big friendly dog]

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

Long ago, the gods created a world full of beauty & resources; ready to embrace all life that would come to inhabit it, the world started to become populated with animals, plants, and sentient beings like elves, beastmen, demons, humans, and more. At first, the races lived in harmony, and the gods granted blessings to help them grow, build, and hunt. It was wondrous, but then, conflict started to rise between the races; as time passed, darkness began to fester in their hearts: they grew envious of the others strengths, anxious & fearful at what they could do, disgusted at their appearances. Pressure continued to rise until it couldn’t any longer, and the Grand War descended upon those prepared and unprepared… The gods knew the sentient races couldn’t exist without conflict, as they themselves couldn’t, but to see how fast they have fallen into madness… Destruction erupted and came to every corner of the world, nothing was untouched by the war, millions of lives were gone in the blink of an eye for the gods, and there was no end in sight. The world that they all created together was being destroyed bit by bit by the war, but only when the races started committing unspeakable acts to each other and their own, even to the very world to gain unnatural power did they intervene. They all unified and came to an agreement. They descended to their now ruined world and forced the fighting to a close with their power and might. Once that was done, they enforced an enactment across the world; a price for all the terrible happenings during the Grand War. For all things, no matter how far away they were, they heard these words: "You had peace, you had hope, you all had a beautiful world, but now, you have BURNT it to the ground, you all have done sick, twisted deeds to gain the slightest edge in battle… We gave blessings, with the goal to help and spread growth, but you have absconded from our wishes and only used them for self-interest and murder… There was no need for such a large and bloody war to happen, yet this is what it came down to, the war wasn’t going to end before taking the entire world down with it. And so, we had no other choice but to get involved. We gods have decided upon a fitting punishment for ALL to live under… The world shall be refitted anew with resources to make up for what has been destroyed, burned, and the horrid damage to the planet will be reversed, however, since all of you created conflict with each other in a peaceful world, we thought you all would make peace with one another in a violent one. In 10 years time, monsters shall start roaming the world, spreading forth the destruction you all once wrought… Apart, you have no chance to survive the tide of change, but together, you will survive. That is all…prepare with these 10 years, and we wish you all the best of luck." The entire speech was done by the leader of the gods, the Goddess of Creation. And with a bright flash of light, they couldn't see anything, but once their vision returned, they were surprised. The gods were gone, and the world was no longer broken, scarred... but it wasn’t as beautiful as before the Grand War, this was an unspoken punishment from the gods: the world would NOT return to how it was, no matter how much they pleaded for its beauty to return. There was another untold punishment that everyone noticed imminently on reawakening, that their previous powers were now gone! All forms of power were reset to zero, and they would have to start from scratch! Without them being able to curse out the goddess for this indignation in fear of the incoming catastrophe, the races began to rebuild and train to recoup their strength. While they had made peace and worked mutually, there was always an underlying conflict, intolerance, lingering from the Grand War. As their time came to a close, things came to fruition just as the goddess said, monsters now roamed the world, spreading the havoc once sown by their own hands.

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers Mira a deal: in exchange for helping him reach a hidden bunker and treating his gunshot wound, he will ensure her safety. Left with no alternative, Mira joins forces with him and soon discovers his other identity—Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey unveils old memories and exposes the conspiracy behind the upcoming election of the First World Premier, their relationship shifts from mutual suspicion to affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal histories, Mira begins to see the truth behind the villain’s mask: that darkness will always exist for the light to be enjoyed on the other side. How will she handle the danger that anchors her now? I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

Grand Mage Noir yearns for another adventure, but being too powerful has made the thrill all but disappear. With nothing else to do, he spends his days watching others' journeys through his crystal ball—treating them like TV shows. That is, until Kald, the hero of one of his favorite ongoing adventure, delivers a heartwarming speech on how "Anyone can go on an adventure!" Moved by these words, Noir decides to embark on a truly fulfilling adventure—no matter the cost!

A decade ago, Kemo was just another hopeful recruit, eager to serve the empire and find purpose in war. He believed in the promises of glory, in the speeches of leaders who spoke of honor and sacrifice. But now, standing amidst the ruins of countless battles, exhausted beyond measure, he sees the truth war is not a path to greatness, but a relentless machine that consumes everything in its wake.

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. The moment she did, his fingers curled around the wooden rail of the steps, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moved. A slow, deliberate step up onto the patio. Panic slammed into her. *No no no.* Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == 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?

"I got transmigrated into a novel because of a bad review?" Eren found his life turned upside down when he woke up as the character that he had just finished cursing in a negative review! Not only had he been reborn as an antagonist that he hated, but he was an Elder at a Devilish Sect? It would've been fine if that was the only problem, but that was just the beginning as he remembered that the Character was a spy sent into the Devil Sect by the Mythical Hero Academy... A character that died within the first fifty chapters?!

I never thought my grandmother's book club would save my crypto fortune, but life is full of surprises. In the mayhem of moving into a new apartment, I mislaid my hardware wallet containing $400,000 in Bitcoin. I had packed it securely-at least, that's what I thought-but after unpacking every single box, it was nowhere to be found. First, I kept my cool. It had to be here somewhere, right? But when hours turned into days, my confidence crumbled. I tore through bags, checked jacket pockets; I even looked in the fridge in sheer desperation. Nothing. Next came panic: Had I thrown it out accidentally? Had the movers taken it? I couldn't get this vision out of my head that somehow my fortune had poofed into thin air. Frustrated and exhausted, I mentioned my predicament to my grandmother during a phone call. Instead of the usual "You should be more careful" speech, she surprised me. Oh, I've heard of a company that helps with that!" she said cheerfully. I almost dropped the phone. My grandma knew about crypto recovery? Turns out, her book club had a guest speaker, a retired cybersecurity expert who raved about Digital resolution services. She even remembered their website. At this point, I would have tried everything. I contacted them, and from the first conversation, I knew I was in good hands. Their staff was professional and patient, above all confident. They asked for detailed questions relating to my wallet, where I last saw it, and how it was backed up. Days later, they cracked the case. Using forensic data recovery and some advanced tracking techniques, they helped me regain access to my lost Bitcoin. It was a feeling of relief that cannot be described because I went from utter dejection to pure joy in a moment. More than a recovery service, Digital resolution services taught me something: never underestimate grandma's wisdom. Now, my hardware wallet is stored safely, with multiple backups, and I will never forget this lesson: when Nana talks, I will listen. Don't fall victim, reach out to Digital resolution services for any cryptocurrency related issues. Email: digitalresolutionservices  @   myself.com Website: digitalresolutionservices.com Be safe muriel halley

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Cao Shengming traveled across the country to participate in a reality show. On the day of the broadcast, he unexpectedly did a good deed! Stranger: "Brother, I lost 1,000 yuan, my phone is dead, and now I can't even get home. I don't know what to do..." Cao Shengming: "No worries, buddy. Here’s 300 yuan—go buy a ticket and get home safe." Passerby: "Bro, you’re way too kind. You just believe anyone? What if he’s lying? You’re practically asking to be scammed." Cao Shengming grinned. "No way! I trust him… because I just found 1,000 yuan." Passerby: "???" Netizens: "...So, this streamer has a conscience—but just barely." That same day, Cao Shengming landed a gig as a translator. But when he stepped onto the stage to interpret a leader's speech, the entire livestream chat went wild! Netizens: "Okay, this guy knows English… but definitely not much!"

Dalton's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense. "My name is Dalton," he rumbled, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I swallowed hard, trying to process the surreal situation. "Can I go home now?" I asked, attempting to sound calm. Dalton's expression remained unreadable, but his voice took on a sharper tone. "I saved your life, girl. You were being stalked by a predator. If I hadn't intervened, you'd be dead." His words sent a chill through me. What predator? How did he save me? Dalton's eyes glinted in the moonlight. "You owe me, girl. And I always collect my debts." Emily's life was turned upside down when she got lost in the woods after a party. Severely hurt and disoriented, she collided with a mysterious creature – a werewolf. Dalton, the beast, offered to help her heal in exchange for paying off her debt. As Emily navigates the woods with a stranger who can turn into a human and a wolf, she must confront her fears and the secrets that bind them. Will she find a way to escape, or will she succumb to the beast's allure?

This book contains characters from the book Dutiful Love but can be read as a stand-alone. At Sacred Roots, a prestigious academy where history and magic intertwine, Mirielle Nila Selene begins her studies, eager to step beyond the shadows of her quiet past. Among the scholars, one figure stands apart—Eren, the enigmatic, green-eyed elven professor. Once a warrior bound by duty and grief, Eren has long abandoned his past for the cold solace of knowledge. His students admire him, fear him, and whisper of his ageless wisdom, yet none dare to breach the silence he so carefully maintains—until Mirielle. Drawn by curiosity, she watches him, searching for meaning in the depths of his gaze. He dismisses her as another fleeting presence, yet her quiet resilience stirs something long buried. As seasons pass and lessons unfold, Mirielle finds herself entangled in a love she never expected, while Eren is forced to confront a truth he has long denied, some hearts, no matter how guarded, are not meant to remain untouched. But when secrets unravel and fate tests the fragile bond between them, will love be enough to bridge the gap between them?

"Legacy of the Coven: A Tale of Magic and Love" is a thrilling novel that follows the journey of a coven of witches as they use their magic to protect the world from the forces of darkness. Over the years, they face many challenges, including battles with powerful dark forces, unseen threats, and even the return of mythical creatures. But through it all, they remain steadfast in their commitment to love, compassion, and justice. As the coven faces its greatest challenge yet, they must use all their magic and strength to save the world from the Dark Lord's dark magic. But when the ground shakes beneath their feet and a loud rumbling sound fills the air, they realize that they may be too late to prevent the Dark Lord's ultimate plan. The coven's legacy lives on, inspiring future generations to fight for what is right and good in the world.

A fragile peace unites the seven empires, kept on the brink of chaos by precarious alliances and hidden ambitions. But beneath this facade of equilibrium, the struggle for power rumbles on. Zikron, heir to the prestigious Zeta family, enters the Academy of the Seven Stars, where future leaders and warriors are trained. It's here that rivalries are revealed, alliances broken and ambitions brought to light. But this is only the first step on a path strewn with trials, where every victory can conceal a betrayal, and where the slightest misstep can prove fatal. In a world where peace is but a breath before the storm, who will dare to rise to the top and risk everything to make history?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] High School Kings and Queens SEASON 1, VOLUME 1 [Main story completed] Synopsis: At Ivory High, Six students face an intense battle not just in academics, but in life. Secrets, family backgrounds, friendships, teen love, and the thirst for fame drive the competition. A once-ignored student rises to fame in mysterious ways, stirring opposition and igniting a fierce academic and social war. As tensions rise, the fight for the coveted titles of King and Queen of Ivory High becomes more dangerous, pulling everyone into a high-stakes game. Follow this Jaw dropping teen drama as the fight for powers drove people to the brink of madness and evil, but unknown to them school rivalry wasn't the main issue, a deadly,evil, savage, demonic cult threaten to swallow them all with its savage customs which purpose was to restore supernatural balance, but doing this they were indirectly tempting death to do it's worse. SCANDALS IN PARADISE VOLUME 2 SEASON 2 [Ongoing] Summary Returning to the prestigious academy of kings and queens, the students' attempts to integrate sparked a deadly conflict, leading to widespread devastation and a series of murders. Beneath the school lies a secret, concealed for 500 years to protect humanity. During a school event, a terrifying creature was unleashed from a hidden dimension, causing an apocalypse. This event opened a secret realm dominated by deadly supernatural forces capable of ending humanity or restoring balance. However, shadows of the past threaten to disrupt the universe's peace by any means necessary. Excerpt "What do you think you're doing, Ava?" Sylvia demanded, eyeing Ava as she approached the statue with the deathly inscription. Rose glanced around, trying to make sense of the shadowy figure near the door. "Guys, I don't think we're meant to touch that," Emily warned. "I think something is trapped in there." "Oh, that? I might have pushed it slightly, by mistake," Ava replied meekly. "Oh my gosh, you did that on purpose! We're doomed! I told you not to touch anything," Sylvia exclaimed, clearly terrified. Suddenly, thunder rumbled as the heavens shook mightily.

The fate of the world rests on the lead's hands as he is either to bring destruction or peace to the already divided world. Unraveling the secrets of the ancestors, Eren undergoes developmental changes, finding out the truth of both his people and the ones who are supposedly his enemies. He is bestowed with great power; the greatest of its kind, and with great power comes great responsibilities...

A boy walk on path of blood and revenge after he loses his brother in circumstantial crisis. But what is the end of his journey? Revenge or salvation? ***** Story is neither set in old nor in futuristic timeline, which gives possibilities of realism cinematic world. While It seems bloody from the start but I assure you there's sweat and lots of white stuff bursting ahead, If you know what I mean. R18 alert!!!! Adult alert!!!! Nudity alert!!!! Harem alert!!!! I know I said realism but not in this regard, I guess I can't help it. ******

Noah, a 20-year-old man, lived his life confined to a hospital bed, his body failing him due to a rare and incurable disease. Despite his condition, he never let despair take hold—choosing to smile through the pain and bring joy to others as a popular VTuber. But as his final moments approached, he made one last wish: to be reborn in a world where he could walk freely, unchained from his failing body. And fate answered. Reincarnated as a young boy named Eren, Noah finds himself in an unfamiliar world full of wonders, dangers, and opportunities. As he takes his first steps into this new life, he has no idea of the children he will encounter—and the extraordinary journey that awaits him. A second chance. A new world. And a destiny he never saw coming.

Trailer "'From now on I shall be your Emperor ' Said a Koborai" "hehe" brother come to play with us. 'Clip-clop, Clip-clop, Clip-clop," Kids get to side you are blocking the way "Sorry uncle" in group of Kids shouted 'hehe' 'catch me stop don't run wait' 'Neigh!!' "Thundering hoofbeats" 'Rumble rumble' "hyah" "'Attack!!' the army said" 'Swoosh swoosh' arrows flying "Sheild!!" 'Thud thud thud' "The commander said'Archers!!!'" "'This is your second life' said by golden dragon" "The world is in turmoil 'In a rough voice'" 'boom, rumbling' "'Run! wWaah mommy!'The crowd is shouting" "'Spearmen at the front a blonde commander in silver armor commanded" "'Who are you state your business?' the elves asked while surrounding from everywhere" "War happening in a plain area" 'Slash! Slash! tang! ' clip clop clip "'This world sure is the cruel old man said " Let's See the rise of this Emperor

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╭━━┳━┳━━┳━━┳╮╭╮ ╰╮╮┃┳┫╭╮┣╮╭┫╰╯┃ ╭┻╯┃┻┫┣┫┃┃┃┃╭╮┃ ╰━━┻━┻╯╰╯╰╯╰╯╰╯ That was how any survivorof the apocalypse would react when being told to describe it. Think back to 2023 — you're just chilling with your friends, and all the sudden.... **ROOOOAAARRR* Humanoid lizards, dragons or giants that spanned the size of cities, aliens that continuously circled the earth waiting to destroy humanity... All of these appeared that day. And so did Prana, and, so did the clairvoyants. ----- That might have been a pretty bad synopsis but... It's a good enough Basically, all hail negative grammar cause I used text to speech, along with that, when it comes to fighting and such, I would consider myself a noob. Also, I really don't have that much experience despite the amount of time that I've actually been on this website, so if you're expecting something amazing, then please dim your hopes down. Anyhow, hopefully you can enjoy this novel either way! ( mind you, this is essentially a rewrite of what is probably my most popular work on this website... And it was considerably bad.)