Palm Hxh

Above the sky, a kilometer-long giant fish flew over the city, ignoring the bombardment of missiles. In Australia, a kilometer-long world-destroying python destroyed cities, devouring millions of people, and slowly left under the explosion of several nuclear bombs. Coming to this dangerous world, Jack Clark, who unexpectedly obtained a salamander clone, was a little confused. What could he do with a palm-sized hexagonal salamander? Make videos to earn money? Catch shrimps in a stream? Or... make it evolve into a giant beast? A hexagonal salamander, also known as a hexagonal dragon, with unlimited evolutionary abilities, gradually evolved into a mythical world-destroying beast. From a hundred meters long, it turned kilometers and tens of thousands of meters long... And under the synchronized strengthening, Jack Clark's original body also grew stronger, with increasing strength and speed, and even...

Is it really that hard to stop using violence? For Collin, it wasn’t just hard—it felt almost impossible. Violence had been her language, her release, her *identity* for as long as she could remember. At just five years old, her father had taught her how to throw a punch, how to stand her ground, how to fight back. What started as self-defense quickly became something more. She didn’t just use her fists—she *enjoyed* it. The adrenaline, the power, the way people backed off when they saw her coming. It was intoxicating. But now, standing at the gates of Nexus High School, Collin had made a promise—to herself, to her mom, to the life she was trying to rebuild. No more fights. No more violence. Just a normal high school experience. The problem? Old habits die hard. Collin clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she forced herself to take a deep breath. The urge to swing at the girl who’d bumped into her earlier was still simmering under her skin. *“It’s just a coat,”* she told herself, even though it wasn’t. It was a gift from her dad, a piece of him she carried with her every day. But violence wasn’t the answer anymore. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself. High school was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to leave behind the girl who ruled the playground with her fists, the girl who sent bullies running with just a glare. But as she walked through the halls of Vale High, Collin could feel the weight of her past pressing down on her. The whispers, the stares, the familiar faces from middle school—they all reminded her of who she used to be. And then there was *him*. The boy she’d tormented back in middle school, the one who now looked at her with a mix of fear and resentment. His presence was a stark reminder of the promises she’d made—and how easily they could be broken. Collin had always been a fighter. But now, the biggest battle wasn’t against someone else—it was against herself. Could she really leave her old life behind? Could she keep her promise and live a normal life, or would the temptation to throw just *one more punch* be too much to resist? The bell rang, signaling the start of her first class. Collin squared her shoulders, took another deep breath, and stepped into the classroom. This was her chance to prove she could change. But deep down, she knew it wouldn’t be easy.

Black-bellied, sharp-tongued business tyrant vs. adorably cunning, deceptively soft beauty 【Let the evil meet their fate, and if fate doesn't take its course, I'll do it for you】 It was rumored in C City that the merchant Gu Jiangnian was a master of strategy and profit, where every move was made for gain. But everyone at Junhua knew, Director Gu sought not only profit but also people. To what extent? Want money, send money; want someone, send someone; you fight, I guard the door; you brawl, I support you. Before marriage, she was the least favored miss of the Jiang family, battling alone against her cruel stepmother and adulterous father, with her daily work: brawl! Brawl! And brawl some more! After marriage, she was the beloved little ancestor of the Gu Mansion, pampered and protected in the palm of the master's hand, too precious to let others bully, with her daily work: cling to powerful coattails! Cling! And cling some more! 【Post-marriage daily life one】 One day, Mrs. Gu was ill and had lost her appetite. Mr. Gu canceled his appointments to return home, sat in front of her, and coldly stared, his words icy: “Didn’t you say I was a feast for the eyes? Eat!” 【Post-marriage daily life two】 Mrs. Gu found herself in a tight spot, attacked by the public, when a reporter relentlessly pursued Gu Jiangnian asking, “As Junhua’s director and C City’s wealthiest Mr. Gu, what is your opinion on Mrs. Gu's attempt to run over her own biological father?” The man paused abruptly, his face cold as he slowly and deliberately said, “She's spoiled by me. What’s it to you?” Without waiting for the reporter to answer, he arrogantly continued, “Even if you have an opinion, keep it to yourself. My woman, Gu Jiangnian’s woman, is not subject to your criticism.”

After Alice's one night stand with a guy she met at the bar,while she was drunk over her recent break up with her boyfriend, she fled the hotel room . Few weeks later she found out she was pregnant with triplets fats forward to two years after she came back to China and found the stunning resemblance of her aunt's stepson Adam Davis and her two sons ..........Adam Davis holds the supreme power of china in his palms and also hated Alice while she was young till now , what will be the fate of Alice? Will Adam find out about his kids? what type of drama will unfold?

After a lifetime of betrayal and abuse, Nox finally get his chance after being granted a system he can get not only his own revenge but also revenge for everyone who has been betrayed in their lifetime, but little does he know he's dancing in the palm of a far greater evil seeking to bring about the apocalypse.

The world was at the brink of collapse. Humanity’s desperate battle against the Harbingers, monstrous alien invaders from another world, had raged for years, leaving cities in ruin and hope at an all-time low. Amid the chaos, Noah Eclipse, an eighteen year old with no past and no purpose, struggled to survive each day. Noah being a first-generation talent, with a common, unremarkable ability that never stood a chance against the Harbingers' overwhelming might, had spent years labeled a loser, while fighting to keep his head above water in a world that seemed to have forgotten him. But as fate would have it, everything changed one day when he was fighting for his life and at the verge of dying. [Congratulations, you have awakened an SSS RANKED Talent : Void Summoning] [Congratulations you have unlocked one item : Eclipse blade!!] [Congratulations : You have unlocked a new skill; Void Blink] He was reborn, and for the first time, he was no longer weak nor helpless. With all the creatures and the power of the void in his palms, he would bring an end to the apocalypse! **** [Note : Yes there will be instances of sex scenes but only when necessary for the plot. If you want straight lemons, I recommend my other works. Also, this poor author is sort of reward junkie. Feed me and watch me do tricks! The more support I get, the more chapters I release] Thanks for giving me a chance!

[Mature content. No rape] ____________________ "Mr. Archer!" She hurried her footsteps after the cop, who seemed to have already memorized the way out of the small two-story house. "It's Adrien, not Archer," he said, not bothering to turn around and look at her as he turned the door knob. "Fine." She rolled her eyes. "We need to talk, " she said, following him out of the house and closing the door behind her. "I had enough time to spend with a dunderhead like you," she heard him say, and she fumed. "How dare you?!" She fisted her palm furiously as she saw him walk past the little gate. "You son of a chameleon!".... ________ In a world where mythical creatures like werewolves, vampires, and elves exist alongside humans, a long-standing war has left humans living in fear and captivity. Elves, once thriving, have become extinct due to the ongoing conflict. Alicia, the last surviving elf, is raised by Mrs. Anderson, whom she believes to be her biological mother. However, when Alicia confronts a man named Adrien, whom she calls Mr. Archer, tensions rise. Adrien's apparent disdain for Alicia triggers a fiery exchange. Unbeknownst to Alicia, her unique heritage as the last elf will soon become a central focus in a world where mythical beings and humans clash. This story promises intrigue, conflict, and a journey of self-discovery for Alicia as she grapples with her identity and the ongoing strife between mythical creatures and humans.

Strange beasts and monsters... secret treasure hoards, undiscovered wealth, mystical places, unexplored frontiers. "The mysterious unknowns" ... there's magic in such words for those captivated by its spell. They are called "Hunters." ------------- Silver Curtis a young truck driver died on his birthday and was given the chance to live a new life in the world of hunters. Let us follow him on his adventures as he explore this new exciting world. ------------- New characters will be added from different books, comics and manga but will be adopted/downgraded/altered to the Nen system. If you are a die hard fan of HxH, then this story is not for you. It is a fanfic for a reason. For the rest of you, Enjoy! :) ------------- I do have work on weekdays so will be updating weekly (or semi weekly). ------------- I do not own HunterXHunter or any other chameo characters that will be added in this fanfiction. The HunterXHunter is created and owned by Yoshihiro Togashi. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only. I am not making any profit from this story.

After being confined in a mental asylum for years, Jin Jiuchi had just been released back to human habitation when he suddenly found himself trapped in a dangerous and thrilling survival game. Wait, is there something wrong with you all? Why do you look so scared? This world is so… exciting! For Jin Jiuchi, this beast in human clothing who was chained by society laws, the appearance of the Nightmare Cycle was akin to a dream come true! Drinking tea with a dismembered bride in a haunted apartment, dancing tango with the evil spirit in the depths of suicide forest, skipping rope with the ancient god in a forgotten civilization… Jin Jiuchi was so happy that he was going crazy! However, when he went crazy, all the players and NPCs in the cycle trembled in fear. *** There was only a beautiful jade doll who had never been afraid of him. Shen Nianzu called out softly, "Jin-ge." Jin Jiuchi, who was happily digging through a rotten corpse's stomach, suddenly dropped everything and zoomed in front of Shen Nianzu with a speed invisible to naked eyes. His eyes were curved into crescents as he asked, "What's wrong, Nian'er? Do you want to join me too?" Shen Nianzu was expressionless as he stared at the bloody man in front of him. Then he suddenly stretched out a hand, palm up. Confused, Jin Jiuchi placed his dirty paw in Shen Nianzu's hand and shook it. Shen Nianzu: “Good boy.” Jin Jiuchi: ? *** Lunatic drama king, wild beast gong x big beauty, cunning, strong-acting-weak shou Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, supernatural, psychological, mystery, slow romance, ghosts, gore, monsters, beasts, shameless protagonist, survival game, teamwork, unlimited flow, horror, suspense, younger love interest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

Nora has been married for five years only to find out her husband is attracted to men after she catches him in bed with another man. Desperate for an outlet for her woes, she finds herself tangled with another strange man at her office. At first, Nora assumes that it will be a fling, but when she finds out she's pregnant, she is confused and still embittered knowing she has entangled herself in some kind of web. After all, she is still married to a husband who doesn't love her and never will. "All I wanted was just peace of mind and a healthy and loving family. Instead, you have chosen to betray me in the most embarrassing way!" She wept. "I want a divorce!" Unfortunately, her husband and his family is unwilling to let her go. As such, Nora attempts to keep her pregnancy a secret, not knowing what her in-laws will do to her and her baby if they find out. But it gets more and more difficult to hide her growing bump, and soon enough, her husband finds out about her pregnancy. This places her on a stage to be shamed and soon enough her husband claims to be the Father in order to keep his reputation. === Is this how you decide to treat me? How could you be so disgusting?!" "That is definitely none of my business, I love Jerry too much, and you are just a third party in our relationship." "Curse you!" ____ "All I wanted was just peace of mind and a healthy and loving family, now he decided to betray me," she palmed her face and wept. "Come, let us be a family," the stranger slid his hands in her thighs and then pleasurable sounds could be heard.

"Why did you have to get married to me then if you knew you were going to throw me away!" She yelled. He exhaled gently and faced her, his face blank, his eyes surprisingly cool. "That's because, I had to save my crown and my throne. Now, let me live my life." "Why did it have to be me?" She palmed her face. "You know she's my fated mate and there's nothing I can do about it." With tears in her eyes, she slowly picked up herself and nodded. "I'll sign the divorce papers." • • • Nyx is torn with grief, when Alpha Oberon, her husband decides to divorce her after he claims to have found his fated mate. She leaves the pack out of the fear of returning back to her abusive and cruel parents and raises her child all by herself. Years race by, with the new Luna not being able to produce any heir for the kingdom. A seer tells the king that he has a heir who has the king's blood running in his veins. What happens when he realises the child is from the very woman who once offended? What will he to do convince her to come back in order to save his throne and kingdom? https://discord.com/invite/2fkn5kam Click the link to join my discord group

In the quiet town of Eldridge, where stories of old lingered like rain on dry earth, lived a boy named Nathaniel. At just twenty years old, he was not an ordinary teenager; he had a deep curiosity about the unseen world—the spirits and energies that lay just beyond what we can see. Many nights, he would lie under the stars, thinking about life’s mysteries, the ideas of good and evil, and the balance between light and dark. One evening, as night fell over Eldridge, Nathaniel wandered into the woods that bordered his town. The trees stood tall and ancient, their twisted branches reaching for the sky. He often found peace in this natural space, where the rustling leaves shared secrets and the cool breeze took away his worries. But on this night, a strange energy filled the air—a tension that made him uneasy. As he walked deeper into the forest, Nathaniel came upon a clearing glowing with an eerie light. In the center stood a figure wrapped in shadows, its shape shifting like smoke. The air buzzed with energy, and Nathaniel’s heart raced with fear and curiosity. He had read about spirits that could grant wishes or give power at a price but never thought he would meet one. "Welcome, young seeker," the figure said in a soft voice that slipped into Nathaniel's mind. "I am Zareth, a being tied to realms beyond your understanding. I have watched you closely, sensing your desire for knowledge and power." Nathaniel stood still, captivated by the figure's presence. "What do you want from me?" he asked softly. Zareth laughed, a sound both charming and chilling. "I offer you a pact—a deal that will give you great power for seventy years. You can shape your future, command forces beyond your dreams, and influence those around you. In return, when the time comes, I will claim what is mine: your body and soul." The weight of Zareth's words pressed down on Nathaniel. The thought of having power was thrilling; he pictured himself as someone important—a hero or even a ruler. But deep inside, doubt crept in. Could he trust this shadowy figure? What did it mean to trade his soul for power? Sensing his hesitation, Zareth leaned closer, his form swirling around Nathaniel. "You want knowledge, don’t you? You wish to understand the world? With my gift, you will unlock secrets hidden from mortal eyes. You will be admired and feared." The promise stirred something within Nathaniel—a tempting call that echoed in his heart. He imagined standing tall, commanding storms and bending fate to his will. The fear of losing himself felt distant compared to the excitement of potential. With a mix of fear and excitement, Nathaniel reached out to Zareth. "I accept your offer," he said, sealing his fate with those words. As their hands touched, an electric shock ran through Nathaniel’s body, igniting every nerve with raw energy. A dark symbol appeared on his palm—a mark binding him to Zareth’s will. In that moment, Nathaniel gained power but also became vulnerable; he had traded his future for fleeting desires.

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

Faced with an ominous danger, Reida is tasked to gather all prophesized beings to aid in battle for all in existence, convince them to fight along side her. But then finding herself entangled in their own affairs. Reborn as a Shifter, a Dimension Drifter, she lives a second life with a heavy burden. The lives of all which exists lands onto her palms. Reida reluctantly agrees to carry the responsibility, her reason being, her newly born child and now widowed husband will also be facing the ominous danger. Will she succeed alone? [COLLABORATED PLOT] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {WHAT'S A COLLABORATIVE PLOT?} Well first, it doesn't mean that multiple people works to write this story, no, not at all. I am a one (wo)man team, it simply means I have collaborated multiple book plots into one big story. In more detail, I have combined all my unfinished books into one in order to compromise and finish them all together, with less chances of burn out since I only need to work on one book now. {MORE INFORMATION ABOUT THE BOOK} Completely Fantastical, contains slow burn romance sub plot. Has multiple variations of love story stereotypes. Namely, Love triangles, Enemies to lovers, friends to lovers you name it! It also involves a form of Mystery/Thriller and a fair share of Action too as a main plot. This story explores the perspective/ POV(point of view) of the sub-protagonists, as I call them. {WHAT ARE SUB PROTAGONIST?} It sounds awfully like a side character, just an important one. But not exactly, I call them sub protagonists as the story also revolves around their lives. As I said this is a Collaborative plot, so the main characters from my previous books are also included. Though the main character here is Raya/Reida and her journey, there will also be instances where the spot light will be given to the previous main characters and have you explore their journey. So this book will be a roller coaster! You'll be experiencing, reading through the journey of various characters. Each facing different obstacles, Reida here is a Main character as she is the core, she finds herself involved in their journey as she is ordered to bring them together. Often finding herself entangled in their own conflicts, so this will be one heck of a journey. READ AND JOIN THIS ROLLERCOASTER WITH ME!

In a world where power and betray go hand in hand, Lia's life is shattered the night she witnesses her mother's brutal torture and murder. The scene is seared into her memory. The searing iron, the vile laughter, the gunshot that echoes in her soul. As the silence of that night descends it replaced by the storm of grief and vengeance that fuel her very existence. " You... monsters!" She spat, her voice trembling with unbridled fury. Her fist clenched, nails biting into her palms until blood flowed, marking the beginning of her transformation. With every ounce of her being, Lia vows to hunt down those responsible, to make them pay for torment they inflicted on her mother. She promises no mercy, no forgiveness_ only retribution. Driven by tempest of emotions, Lia navigates a perilous path through a city drenched with deceit and danger. Her journey is one of relentless pursuit, where each step brings her closer to exacting the justice that haunt her dreams. With every encounter, her resolve grows colder, her heart harder, as she transforms into the nightmares for those who wronged her. But in her quest for vengeance, Lia must confront herself. As she teeter on the each of becoming the very monster she despises, she grapples with the thin line between just and revenge. Will Lia find solace in the destruction of her enemies or will the flames of her fury consume her entirely? This is the story of a woman forged in the fires of loss, driven by an unyielding vows, and determined to reclaim her life from the ashes of her past. But I'm a world where the devil makes a comeback, will Lia's vengeance be enough to quench the burning rage within her, or will it lead to her ultimate down fall. Slm...

------------------ After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes. she got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light. Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in. ------------------- "I remember telling you my little fox, if you came back, your escape chances will be zero to none." he said as he gently outlined her jawline down to her neck and her clavicle with his jade like fingers. "Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room. seeing those eyes, his lips curved in amusement, he took hold of her right wrist and showed her the bracelet she was wearing. "Well, you already have my stamp on you, so... from your mind to your heart and from your body to soul, everything is under my ownership,.... all of you are mine, baby girl." her indifferent eyes instantly filled with anger and irritation. She glared at him and forcefully pulled her hand out of his grip. he chuckled dotingly at her reaction as he held her face in his palms and said, " Now that's my little fox with those bright eyes." -------------------

A Lonely Cultivator a being forsaken by the Creator, a Broken Soul Without a Soul, a mortal without a Destiny, not bound by Fate or Karma. A perfect anomaly who cultivates body, soul, and mind to imperfection. With the power to transcend Samsara, distinguish the illusions of Reality, shatter space with a palm and reverse time with a glance. Yet, what's the point of wielding such power if you can’t protect your loved ones from a dictator, who hides within the darkness controlling the lives of trillions across the Omniverse? Or the inevitable fate that awaits you the moment you try to break free of the shackles placed upon you by Fate and Destiny? Forged to stop anyone and everyone from uncovering the truth and halting the gradually collapse of the Cosmos. So join us as we unravel the secrets of Rin’s enigmatic past and the truth behind his persist pursuit of freedom from Elizabeth. While traveling through the Cosmos like a Wanderer without a path.

“A surprise?” The Prince scoffed. “And if I had died out there? You would have let me die as a prince who never knew his daughter existed.” Her smile didn’t falter. “I’m grateful you didn’t. So, my surprise still worked. And more than that, I suppose I got a surprise too… about your new arranged marriage, Your Grace.” Her nails pressed into her palms through the crumpled fabric of the handkerchief. She wouldn’t let herself crumble. Not now. Not after everything. She vowed to hold her composure—as the lady of the castle, the Marchioness of Ravenswood. === Duty over Desire. That was the mindset Elara Damaryon had set for herself when she accepted the marriage offer from the Prince who lived in the shadows of Valloria Kingdom. Coming from a disgraced baron’s family, Elara dedicated herself to becoming a worthy wife and the respected lady of Ravenswood Castle for the past four years. She worked tirelessly to remain devoted to the Prince, even though they had shared only one passionate night before he left for a war that would last four long years. After the long, gruelling battle, the Prince’s return as a hero turned into agony for Elara when he was bound by Royal Decree to enter an alliance marriage with a warrior princess. Vain would be an understatement for the disdain she felt. She refused to shatter into the broken mirror of her former self. In a kingdom where fate is whispered through ancient spells and the Moon Goddess watches in silence, Elara, once certain the goddess had forsaken her, must uncover the blessing veiled beneath her suffering. What she once saw as duty has become an undeniable desire. She must protect her legacy—not just as a mother, but as a woman who’s discovering more about her own power. Will she uphold her duty to protect what matters most, or will her desire awaken a force she never dared to dream of—perhaps, love? === [WARNING MATURE CONTENT 18+] WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry

"Bad Wolf!" "Darling, come here", he gently coaxed. Even though she knew it was only a facade, he was obviously luring her for his own benefit, she still couldn't help falling for it, falling for him. Always. Even when he knew she wasn't as naive as she seemed, he still couldn't help but want to hold her in the palm of his hands, to cherish her. His Little Darling. Always.

Broken and alone, two combinations that can kill anyone. But in Sochi, this combinations make up for her lack of what everyone has; two working palms. Sold into slavery and having her palms cut off, Sochi must earn the trust of her masters in order to get a new pair of palms. But when she finally gets the palms, Sochi realizes it is not all it seems, rather comes with its own set of rules and regulations that she must either survive or die trying in.

Ever had a wish? A wish you know is impossible. A wish you would do anything to make come true. A wish you can never attain within the bounds of your existence...yet you can never stop yearning for the impossible. THEN GOOD FOR YOU! The Game of WORLD TAG will grant any desire of the victor no matter how impossible. A game that transcends the breaches of time and the mortal plain...Anything you can desire...you can hope...you can imagine...in the palm of your hand, you just need to win. Who wouldn't want that? What if you gave that chance to a defeated man who has lost himself to his own morals and seeks forgiveness, which he knows will never come. What happens? It jumpstarts a thrilling chase of vicious capture and protection. A story marred by twists. betrayals and risking one self to trust others-A luxury in this game where there is only one victor. A game of tag which is set on the stage of life and death. The Game which chooses the Cursed to compete for a single Blessing.

"You can outrun many things, but fate will always find you, like your shadow in the light." . In the heart of Washington D.C., mafia heir Vaughn Volkov is on a mission that takes him far from the sun-soaked streets of California. The bustling city, with its imposing monuments and corridors of power, is a far cry from the palm-lined avenues of his home. Vaughn, however, is not one to be easily intimidated. His piercing blue eyes and commanding presence turn heads wherever he goes, a reminder that beneath his polished exterior lies a man accustomed to danger and control. Vaughn's path crosses with Eliza Monroe, a seemingly innocent college student whose gentle demeanor masks a resilience forged from her own turbulent past. Eliza, with her kind heart and determined spirit, is an enigma. She spends her days buried in books at the library, her nights working part-time to make ends meet. Her brown eyes, often hidden behind a cascade of dark curls, hold a depth that Vaughn finds both intriguing and unsettling. Their first encounter is anything but ordinary. Vaughn watches, intrigued by her fearlessness and the fire in her eyes. "You're not like the others," he remarks later, cornering her in the quiet corner of the library. His voice is a low, dangerous purr that sends shivers down Eliza's spine. "And you're not just the student here," she retorts, meeting his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "What do you want from me?" Vaughn's lips curve into a slow, dangerous smile. "Maybe I just want to get to know you." Despite her reservations, Eliza feels a strange pull towards Vaughn. His presence is intoxicating, a blend of danger and allure that she finds hard to resist. As they spend more time together, Eliza begins to see glimpses of the man beneath the mafia heir. Vaughn, too, finds himself drawn to Eliza in ways he never anticipated. Her kindness, her strength, and her unyielding spirit ignite something within him that he thought long buried. Yet, as their connection deepens, the shadows of their pasts loom ever larger. Vaughn's family business, shrouded in crime and violence, is never far from his mind. His enemies are ruthless, and his association with Eliza puts her squarely in their crosshairs. Eliza, too, harbors secrets. The dark forces that have shaped her life threaten to consume her, and Vaughn's world only amplifies those dangers. As their worlds collide, they must navigate a treacherous web of intrigue, passion, and forbidden desire. But with danger lurking around every corner, will their love survive, or will they be torn apart by the shadows of fate?

*Character illustrations in the auxiliary chapter.* Born and raised as a nameless shadow guard for his kingdom’s crown prince, his life’s purpose was to be used and discarded at the whims of his liege. And his meaningless life ended when the gaze of a princess lingered on him for too long. The crown prince had him beheaded without a second thought, as if throwing out trash. Transmigrating into the body of a baby girl, the nameless shadow finally had a name, a family, and a place to call her own. Throwing away his past, the shadow guard was now called ‘Emilia’, and walked on a new path to seek fulfillment. It was not meant to be, however, as the girl whom she had loved with all her heart and soul ended up mercilessly plunging a dagger through Emilia's love-struck heart at the highest point in her life. The crowd clamored at the ‘deserved death of the villainess’, and at that moment, the shadow could only wonder… why? Why am I always the one to dedicate myself fully to someone, only to be thrown away like trash in the end? And thus, as her soul floated away while cursing in resentment, ‘Emilia’ vowed to herself that in her next life she shall never be the one to fully dedicate herself. Whatever she likes shall be held in her palm, and shall never escape! The moment the vow was made, a self-proclaimed villainess system proposed to partner with her, to explore and conquer the worlds through their anchors—the heroes and heroines. And by cultivating this energy, she shall one day go back. Back to the world she was born as ‘Emilia’ in, and face the so-called heroine once more. The second time they meet, Emilia won’t be the one drowning in regret! ... Current cover was drawn by Scal2let, and commissioned by The Shadow King of Hearts (I love it so much, it's amazing, ahhh!!!

" I've done everything by the book and look where that got me" "I was the good kid. I studied, I didn't drink, didn't go to parties, I kept my head done" " Nothing was ever enough for them , I was never good enough them ". He wiped the tears from her eyes " You think marrying me will make you good enough for them". She leaned into his palm and chuckled. "No, but it's a big enough fuck you to get them to finally notice me, acknowledge me". "Evelyn Rose, I want nothing more than to make you my woman but not to piss your old man off". She pulled his down to where he was slightly grazing her left boob. " What if I can stop thinking about you, your hands, where I want them. How they'll make me feel". She spun in his grasp and pressed her rear against him. He was hard. She had him where she wanted him

"Bomi's Diary: A Trainwreck of Fandom and Awkwardness Buckle up for the most face-palm-inducing, cringe-worthy, and hilarious diary entries EVER! Bomi, a BTS super fan, is about to spill all the tea on her most epic fails, from clumsy encounters with her idols to downright mortifying moments... What happens when a fan girl's dreams come true, but everything that can go wrong DOES?! Dive into Bomi's diary and find out... but don't say we didn't warn you... "

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) In a world shrouded in darkness, two souls collided in a dance of destruction.Each harboring secrets that could annihilate them, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the very flame that could consume them. Their lives are a labyrinth of shadows, woven with deceit and bloodlust. Yet, amidst the chaos, they discover a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. A spark that ignited a passion so fierce, it threatened to incinerate them both. Shante Jarret,a siren of seduction,had built a fotress around her heart. But Madden,a maestro of control had a way of dismantling her defenses. With each whispered promises,he chipped away at her armor, exposing the vulnerable soul beneath. Madden Banks,a billionaire with a taste of darkness,had grown accustomed to shadows. But Shante,a female fatale with a kiss that could kill, awakened a hunger within him. A hunger that drove him to crave her touch,her taste,her very essence. As they navigated the treacherous landscapes of their desires,they found themselves bound by an unbreakable thread. A thread woven from the fabric of their own darkness,yet illuminated by the light they discover in eachother. Shante's past was marked by the brutal murder of her parents and her own rape at the age of five,perpetrated by the gangsters she has now taken care of. She has risen from the ashes,forging a new identity as the enigmatic leader of an underground club society. The club,a deadly society of dangerous seductress and evil gigolos,was built on a foundation of darkness and deception. Their mission was clear,hunt,seduce,manipulate,play and take down their targets within three days. The penalty for failure is death and the cardinal rule is simple: NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR PREY. Shante received a mission,one that will test her skills and push her to a limit of sanity. Her target - Madden Banks,the same billionaire who awoke a hunger within her. As she delved deeper into his world,she found herself torn between her loyalty to the club and her growing fasination with Madden. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to cartoon,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** In the twisted game of cat and mouse, they're both predator and prey. Each move calculated,each kiss a gamble. But as the stakes grew higher,they realize that the greatest danger isn't the secret they kept,but the love they couldn't deny.

Gazing lifelessly down at the thin Japanese sword in her clenched hand, the fifteen-year old's dull brown eyes followed each drop of crimson liquid hang off the tip of the sword and land soundlessly on the ground. "Celestia." The voice of a familiar creature reached her human ears. Her gaze trailed up to meet her masters pair and this initiated his anger but she remained emotionless as he began to complain. "What the hell was that just now? I've been training you for the last ten years and I don't remember you fighting with the speed of a snail. I wouldn't have been surprised if these weak demons killed you." The straight black strands of Celestia's silky hair sway slightly under her hood as she stepped off the pile of dead bodies. The sharp weapon she summoned earlier transformed into light, allowing itself to be absorbed by the tattoo on the palm of her hand. The male glared as she disregarded his last words and spun on her heels, intending to leave the sickening scene. "How many times have I told you to not act like that towards me?" His form materialised in front of her, this allowing his long fingers to wrap around her neck. Celestia choked as her body was driven back and smacked against one of the trees in the vast forest. He released her once her face grew pale and watched smugly as she coughed and desperately inhaled as much as oxygen as she could. She bowed stiffly towards her master as soon as she managed to sort herself out. "I apologize, Zerro." His lips formed into a cruel grin and he unexpectedly planted a kick in her stomach causing Celestia to hit against the rough bark a second time. "You are just a weapon…nothing else." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ During a majority of her life, Celestia suffered through misfortune after misfortune, thanks to the demon, Zerro, who tricked her into creating a contract with him. When Han, a new student transfers to her school, he makes it his mission to help lift away her suffering. Will he succeed or will Zerro stop him from doing so?

A Beast master: "My spirit beast is a fire-type Earth Flame Jiao. It spans over a hundred meters, boasts a powerful physique, and travels a thousand miles a day. Each scale is as hard as a blade, and its innate ability, Dragon Flame Wave, can incinerate mountains and boil seas. After battle, it requires seventh-grade or higher fire-attribute spirit fruits or resources to replenish its energy." Leon: "My spirit beast has multiple forms and is entirely forged from Phoenix Blood Red Gold. It's equipped with rocket engines, ion laser swords, mini-missiles, and palm-mounted laser cannons... Everything’s great, except it’s a bit fuel-intensive. But that’s okay—I’ll just switch to a nuclear reactor soon." A Beast master: "???"