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Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of Eden in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is peace. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

In the kingdom of Valnaria, where humans and werewolves coexist, a fragile peace is threatened. A young hybrid finds himself at the center of a deadly struggle for power, where allegiances are tested and secrets are revealed. Standing shrouded in complete darkness, a lone figure stood, blood dripping from his already shredded clothes . His eyes looked different, something felt wrong and even the air around him began to ripple . Piercing red eyes looked at the sight Infront of him , the room slowly dropping in temperature. A low husky voice filtered through the shadows "I will show you the true meaning of fear."

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My first novel yaey (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ ——— Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) What you'll get: ✓An indecisive (and impulsive) MC ✓Raum ✓Spicy chicken story cards ✓Mother's Eye [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I am sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman. Could be a stinking goblin if his luck fails him.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] [Might have genderbend later on.. not sure..] I do apologize in advance if this is not your cup of tea. I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed and fast-paced as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... not much face slapping.. ehe..

Twenty years ago, Willow Creek, a little-known town on the outskirts of the US, stood still when news of the disappearance of ten children filtered through the air. The town never recovered, and the devastated community blamed the police for not doing enough to reunite the victims with their parents. No trail, no clues. It was believed that only a ghost could have executed such a flawless venture. Twenty years later, Simon Bale appeared with news of his captivity and escape, and he now offers a way to put an end to the plague that has gripped the town for years. But Simon Bale knows what no one else knew—not even those tasked with maintaining law and order can be trusted. But is he telling the whole truth? How is his escape connected to Detective Jones, the lead detective in the police department? And what happens when a young journalist, fresh out of college, claims to know what truly happened on that day? There's only one way to find out: you have to read this story now!

"Finally, freedom," Xiao Yi put down her heavy luggage and surveyed the room. After a twenty-hour flight, she had finally arrived in the USA, where Xiao Yi would begin her journey as an international student. Like most international students, she rented off-campus housing. She lived in a two-story building near a park. The first floor had a large living room and a storage room, with no one living there. The second floor had a bathroom, kitchen, small living room, and two bedrooms; Xiao Yi rented one of the rooms. "Hehe, finally no one to boss me around." The nearly twenty-hour flight had left her exhausted, feeling like she was falling apart. "First, a nice bath, then sleep." With a kick of her beautiful legs, her flip-flops flew off. She quickly changed into pajamas and ran into the bathroom. Squeezing some pink shower gel into her palm, her beautiful, crystalline hands evenly spread the gel over her jade-like breasts. Then her hands continued to knead her breasts, carefully rubbing the mature, perfect bosom. The full, snow-white peaks felt indescribably comfortable under the massage of her palms. When her fingers brushed over the cherry-like nipples, she felt a surge of excitement. Enjoying the sensation of water jets stimulating her breasts, under the impact and stimulation of the water, Xiao Yi's alluring, large breasts swelled, and her nipples, like red beans, became even more erect and upturned. "Hehe, no need to worry about being discovered anymore..." #Debauchery #sexslave #Nude #DifferentWorld #Exotic #Orgy

In the dusty, gloom-shrouded streets of Neo-Tokyo, where sunlight barely managed to filter through the rubble and ruined buildings, an eerie silence hung over the city. In this post-apocalyptic world, where survival was an art and power determined everything, stood a singular man, masked and shrouded in shadows. Kaito Yukimura, known in the underworld as the "Shadow of the Desert," strode steadily through the dark alleys, his modern gas mask hiding his face and his black-and-white jacket billowing behind him like a banner of mystery and elegance in a desolate world. His reputation preceded his presence, his movements were silent but lethal, and his presence was a constant reminder that, in this world of chaos and despair, there were those who still maintained control in the shadows. On this particularly dark night, Kaito was on a secret mission, chasing a rumor that floated in the whispers of the alleys. A rumor of a lost artifact, a treasure hidden in the depths of the city, that promised power and wealth for those brave or desperate enough to seek it out. And so, with his fate entwined with the dark threads of Neo-Tokyo, Kaito stepped into the shadows once again, ready to face the dangers that lurked around every corner and uncover the secrets hidden in the darkest corners of the city.

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“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Shayda Morning-Dew thought this would be the best day of her life, she was about to get engaged and then she could finally live her forever with Asher. It was all she had dreamed of, a small home with 2 kids and a day filled with immature pranks. The dreams and hopes she had filtered away in the moment, when she saw her boyfriend with her best friend. there was a proposal, but it was never hers. the life she had wanted cut short by the two people she trusted the most but things turn very spicy quickly. The Grim Reaper assigned to take her to the Afterlife turns out to be hot, single and flirty and is definitely making her feel like a teenager all over again. If Shayda had a horrible life before, she was determined to live her death in the most unhinged way possible with a new name.

Rhea Kapoor is a glamorous social media influencer with millions of followers and a meticulously curated online life. But behind the filters, she longs for authenticity and a deeper connection. On a trip to Himachal Pradesh for a friend’s wedding, she meets Karan Deshmukh, a nature-loving conservationist who lives off the grid and despises technology. As their romance blossoms offline, Rhea hides her influencer identity, enjoying the peace of an unfiltered relationship. However, when Karan learns about her online fame, misunderstandings, and tension arise. Can their love survive in a world where private moments become public and technology threatens to disconnect them? Offline Love is a heartwarming, funny, and dramatic journey about finding balance between the real and digital worlds.

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

The Ladybug (crawl of the damned Book 1) Available Now on A.MA.Z.O.N (KU) and Well-Edited - Search Zarkia Blair go to (filter) choose (All) on (Book) option the (Results) then my book will pop up. Support more on Dreame App - Mafia Alpha's Possession - Ongoing Find my other work on AlphaNovel App - Search Zarkia Blair Fated To Mate Her Brother? Completed. Sold To A Werewolf - Ongoing Vampire Maglor's Obsession - Ongoing and other two. WARNING: [MATURE CONTENT] This synopsis is for VOLUME 1. Anna, as a lecturer, isn't supposed to have a romantic relationship with students. However, one day, she meets Oliver, who is aware that Anna is his lecturer at the same campus. For Anna, it's love at first sight, while Oliver knows that Anna is his mate. After exchanging numbers in the store where they first met, Oliver invites Anna on a date. That's when Anna, at the age of 30, loses her virginity to 19-year-old Oliver, who happens to be a hellhound. Their journey begins when Anna experiences strange developments on her body and realizes the perks of being involved with a 19-year-old student who's a hellhound prince.

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.

Synopsis: In the bustling world of heroes and monsters, a tale unfolds that delves into the life of Kazuki Tatsumaki, the younger brother of the formidable hero, Tatsumaki. Despite being born into a family of extraordinary powers, Kazuki leads an ordinary life, navigating the challenges of a world filled with superhuman beings. As Kazuki witnesses the awe-inspiring feats of his sister, Tatsumaki, he longs to find his own place in the Hero Association. Determined to contribute to society, he harnesses his intelligence and resourcefulness, becoming a strategic thinker and a vital asset behind the scenes. While Tatsumaki battles against powerful adversaries, Kazuki supports her from the shadows, analyzing situations and providing critical insights. Though Is he truly powerless as they said? Watch his journey as he destroys his adversaries and supporting her sisters behind the scenes.

The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy of ancient trees that bordered the small town of Riversend, casting dappled shadows across the cobblestone streets. The air was cool and crisp, filled with the sounds of chirping birds and the gentle murmur of the nearby river. Riversend was a quaint settlement nestled on the edge of the enchanted forest of Sylvanor, known for its serene beauty and its vibrant market that thrived each morning. In the heart of the town, the aroma of freshly baked bread and sizzling sausages wafted from the bustling marketplace. Vendors called out their wares, and townsfolk moved about with a relaxed ease, their conversations blending into a harmonious hum of everyday life. Amidst this picturesque scene, a figure moved with an unusual blend of nonchalance and purpose. read to find out more

There is an energy possessed in every human on Earth 789. This energy is called 'Battle Energy'. There are three types of battle energies: Mana, Aura and Chi. This is the story of Zeke Hughes, a boy ostracized by his family for not having a battle energy. Years after his banishment, he meets a mysterious young man named Numbers who helps him acquire a battle energy. Together, they travel to another continent and get caught up in an epic war between two countries for dominance. The above synopsis is for volume 1 only. There will be a system inside but that will come in volume 2 so I'll put the system tag on hold for now. Warning: this novel contains strong language, gory scenes and nude scenes, viewers discretion is advised. Ps: this is my first web novel so please help me point out some flaws in the novel. Thank you and enjoy the book!

In 2041, Earth narrowly avoided the "Great Filter" through concerted international peace efforts. However, the world was soon thrown into turmoil as six mysterious Gates appeared across the globe, unleashing chaos. These invaders, hungry for human flesh and territory, threaten humanity's survival. Only time will reveal the fate of mankind as it faces this unprecedented threat.

Since when did a swallow sneak into the Bat Cave in Gotham? Bound to a system with only support and healing skills, how can one survive in the perilous world of superheroes? Baia: Of course, you become the world's best healer! Then the style of the superheroes began to change—a certain well-known zero-dodge hero actually started investing in magic resistance? Baia: Go, Clark! Clark: Charge! Whenever Gotham looms in darkness, there are always petals falling around. The old Batman, who is forced to wear a girlish filter: Is it okay not to use the pink shield even if I get hurt? Iron Can: Ha, what's the use of this Bat-kid who can't shoulder or carry anything? My Peter doesn't even know how much taller he is than her! After being picked up by Baia. Iron Can: Delicious! What about baldness? System: That can't be treated. A certain Metropolis bald person: Really can't be treated? Baia: Really can't be treated.

[ON HIATUS] Synopsis: Atlas Sterne was suddenly thrashed in an exhilarating adventure of fighting monsters and saving the world from destruction...unwillingly! When his ordinary life was visited by an bizarre creature that he never even thought existed, he discovered a shocking revelation about the world he lives in – the world will end from the invasion of monsters, and all human lives will be at risk of extinction. With the information that the world can be saved by the protagonist, which greatly put a massive relief on him, he was then informed by a piece of ultra-shocking news – the said protagonist had died! After hearing such atrocity and seeing that what he heard was true and not just a fragment of his fantasies, his first thought was to end himself to escape that terrifying future. However, he was shocked to find out that he already possessed a cheat code! Now, Atlas was faced with blackmail and threats from the guardians of the world, asking him to fill in and fulfill his role properly! But how could he rescue the entire humanity when all he knows is to paint nudes? Is he befitting of being called the protagonist? Or the guardians were merely toying with him? Find out if Atlas will be able to live on in his new role or will he just end up painting the destruction of the world…with everyone naked! --- Support this book by leaving a REVIEW and voting POWER STONES. Thank you so much^^ -Cover is mine^^

She was just an ordinary university student, until an unexpected encounter led to a nightmarish obsession... When Grace Jones inadvertently spent a night with the wealthy Daniel Evans, it sparked a twisted relationship. To save her family's company, Grace reluctantly became involved with Daniel, only to be tormented and terrorized by his warped desires. Daniel, a depraved obsessive, was determined to control Grace's mind and freedom forever. Nightmares plagued her mercilessly, she dreamed of being imprisoned by Daniel in a confined, pitch-black space. In her despair, the figure of a nude man appeared, enveloping her in his searing embrace, whispering that she would remain trapped in this darkness eternally... The nightmares morphed endlessly. Grace saw her friend Eva, yet could not call for help... She struggled, she fought back, but Daniel always controlled everything, leaving her with complex, conflicted feelings for this man. Just when it seemed a new chapter would begin, more sinister plots and clashes of interest ensnared the two. Loved ones were caught in the crossfire, the family business hung by a thread, their fates balanced on a knife-edge...

The apocalypse came sooner than the destined date, taking the lives of Nagan’s rabbit pets before he could go back home after work. The loss was enough to awaken a new reality-tainting ability from the depth of his crumbling heart. Seeing his wrathful ferocity and prowess on display, a mysterious overseer leaps forward from the heights—before proposing to the human to be her one and only husband. “Thus henceforth, in our hearts’ bloody honeymoon—lay you and I, a pair of nightly groom-to-be~” Still overwhelmed by the amount of blood he has lost, Nagan accepts the proposal while on the verge of being unconscious. He didn’t realize that he had become the seed producer and leader of a kingdom with a rabbit-eared army. ________ Usalian is a unisexual race that only consists of females within their social construct, with the exception of a ‘Patriarch’ that acts as the leader of the whole colony, while also being the seed provider to expand the population of the ‘Kingdom’, together with the ‘Queen’ that doubles as a the kingdom’s sole broodmother and figure of nobility. Every Usalian Queens of a different kingdom possessed a different power and specialization, but all of them possessed the trait to filter the extracted seeds of their ruling partner and birth those qualified seeded eggs instantaneously inside a special realm without any period of gestation. It’s easier to believe that all of this process is done magically without any scientific explanation, except for the seed extraction which can be done manually through consensual intercourse. Usalians themselves don't possess the concept of aging, as they grow mentally, spiritually, and physically through experience. Different experiences lead to a different growth and specialization. Sometimes, they are able to mutate and evolve an entirely unique trait to their genome, upgrading their capability by just simply existing. To top it off, every newborn kit inherited all of the strength, traits, genetic prowess, and the potential of their Patriarch with a ranging diversity depending on the Patriarch's Seeds Quality Quotient. As such, it is vital for the Patriarch to train and acquire a new strength through arrays of methods ranging from genetical surgery, mediation, physical training, relics, acquisition of supernatural, etc—to ensure the prosperity of the Kingdom. ________ Prominent tags: Over-the-top Action - Progression Fantasy - Civilization - Kingdom Building - Kingdom Progression - Mutation - Gene - Evolution - Supernatural - Magic and Science - Apocalypse - Multiple Realms - Paracausal Power - Yandere - Rabbit-Eared Wife - No NTR - Reclaiming Original Strength - Lovecraftian Horrors - Romance - R-18 - Realm War - Ageless - Fantasy - Sci-fi - Mass Regression - Comedy - Cultivation - Apotheosis ________ Cover illustration is made using AI with some editing magic.

Maru excused herself to the stranger. "Wait," pigil nito. "You don't look okay. Your lips are pale," pansin nito sa labi niya. Wala sa sariling napahawak siya sa kanyang labi. "Must be my nude lipstick," kaila niya. "Excuse me, Sir, pero kailangan ko na pong bumalik sa trababo." Magalang na aniya at inalis ang pagkakahawak nito sa kanyang kaliwang braso. Maging ito ay nagulat na nakahawak pala ito sa kanya. Ngunit bago pa siya makalayo ay tuluyan siyang bumuwal at bumangga sa dibdib nito. Umiikot na ang paningin niya at sigurado siyang hindi na niya kayang lumakad o kumilos mag-isa. Marahas na napamura ang lalaki at naramdaman na lamang niyang umangat ang kanyang mga paa sa sahig. Binuhat na siya nito at hindi na siya nakatanggi pa lalo na nang lumapat ang mukha niya sa matipunong dibdib nito. Hindi rin sinasadyang nasamyo niya ang panlalaking amoy nito na humahalo sa amoy ng alak. "Ang bango mo," wala sa sariling pansin niya rito. Mas lalo niyang binaon ang mukha sa dibdib nito Marahas itong suminghap at bahagyang dumiin ang pagkakahawak sa kanya. "Don't move too much. Baka mahulog ka," matigas ang tinig na sambit nito.

In a world that once was peaceful, turned into darkness and despair after Battle of Supremacy - [The Great Filter] between [ERAs]. In this world, the weak were forced to fight for their lives, or face death before their very eyes. The singularity called the [Era of Man] fell apart. There's no way of knowing how long they can survive any further so they went their own separate ways into the world, creating new [ERAs]. Years of tranquility came after, for the calm before the storm stirs slowly too its end. An army with unknown origin surprised the world as men just started to prosper. The monsters with unknown origins seem to only attack magic users which strained military resources of all nations. Out of the ten new [ERAs] formed, in leadership of the Holy Kingdom - [Era of Gods], they proposed a response to the crisis, the [New World Era Alliance], an coalition between all [ERAs]. Balthazar Drake, the Mage of Magical Physiology, was consumed by his own power and claimed responsible to the unprecedented attacks. Being the pioneer of magic, he is sought to be the most powerful mage in the world. Since magic is purely a calling, and magical items are rare, there was only one place where they could get magically inclined people left, the [Diabolus]. The [Diabolus] were mages that used magic for wrong , thus making them criminals. As the [Council of ERAs] assessed the captive [Diabolus], not a single candidate was competent enough to be match Balthazar. But under a special incarceration inside the great fortress of [Paradise Falls], there held a monster who is willing to do the deed, the Devil of Morningstar, Jinn Ragh. Jinn was one of the most notorious criminal wrecking havoc across all [ERA's] of Men. He had a partner who is presumed dead, that is why he agreed to capture the rest of his colleagues for information. But, as he journeys to fulfill the end of the bargain, he slowly finds the true intentions of a [New World Era Alliance].

[SEDIKIT DEWASA, PERINGATAN KERAS INI TEMANYA BAD BENER BENER DARK] Athala Keovano cowok ganteng, idaman sekolah tapi dingin sekalinya ngomong omongannya pedes dan nggak pernah difilter namun otak Atha memumpuni otaknya yang cerdas mendapat nilai plus tersendiri tapi sayangnya dia tidak pernah mau terlibat dengan urusan perempuan sedikitpun karna baginya cewek itu hanya menyusahkan dan selalu berada dalam masalah. Rainata Syakira cewek cantik, bad girl dan suka menjaili juga membully murid disekolahnya, setiap malam selalu pergi ke klub untuk clubbing dengan teman-temanya betapa liarnya gadis itu. Hingga semua berawal dari kesalahan Kira yang salah memasuki apartemen hingga membuatnya harus berurusan dengan sosok Athala. ----------------------------------------- "Bagaimana kalau kita berpacaran?" "Apa maksudmu?" ujar Atha datar

Reincarnated in The Black Family - Tatsumaki was a normal 18-year-old college student, he grew up wanting a normal life and live independent to take care himself knowing that his parents are against in his idea... But something bad happened he died on a accident, the bus he was riding was hit by a truck and reincarnated in The Black Family the Wealthiest, Famous, Powerful Family in the New World. Can Tatsumaki who want a simple life, can live with this family?!

Oh no, this can't be happening. After over a hundred years of silent accompaniment and dozens of years of cringe-worthy pointless pining, Zhexi thought she could finally live out the rest of her immortal life in some much-needed peace and quiet. Hopefully away from that uselessly heroic, attractive, and loyal, and NOT HERS, bastard of a Commander. Enough, at least, for her to let the time wash away all the feelings she'd developed for him through the ups and downs they'd encountered together over the years. After all, the millennia-long war between the Moon and Sun factions was finally well and over now. The new Saintess and Mediator of the Immortal Realms have just announced the upcoming grand wedding between her and the Moon Emperor. And Zhexi's commanding officer has consequently just renounced his post to go travel the Realms. Never mind that his brother, the Sun Emperor, would much rather he come back to assist him in the peace works as the Crown Prince, now that he isn't stuck to the frontlines anymore. Either way, after everything, Zhexi has just agreed to take up his post as Commanding General of the Sun Factions' Army. Or what's left of it anyway, what with all the remaining paperwork and the logistics of personnel displacement in the sudden absence of their eternal year-long war. Goddess knows there's no better person suited for the job, now that he's decided to just up and leave, after the centuries' worth of years she's worked by his side as his aide/secretary/soldier/comrade and (in his words) so-called 'brothers-in-arms' in the army. Zhexi thought she could finally have the much-awaited retirement she'd wanted, putting the distance she needed between them, ever since she'd sprouted those ridiculous feelings for him. Feelings that were as unrequited for him as his own were for the damned Saintess. She even went as far as to search for him in The Realms in the midst of her busy preparations just so she could get that closure she'd so hopelessly needed from him. Thankfully, it seems he believed they were parting on good terms when she left, and as he put it so succinctly, she would forever be one of his 'lifelong good brothers' even if they decide to momentarily part ways here. That and he'd completely forgotten about her previously embarrassing near-confession. Probably thought it was nothing more than a momentary lapse of judgment due to too much alcohol and some loose-tongued sentimentality following the end of the war. Just remembering that awkward, stilted conversation and the embarrassing mention of the anecdotes of their last mission down in the Mortal Planes was enough to give her the cringes of a lifetime. An immortal's lifetime. Of all the things she could have dredged up to convince him of their completely platonic brotherly feelings for each other, THAT was the one thing her clumsy brain managed to come up with in the spur of the moment? Really?? Oh, they sure were platonic. Their mortal reincarnation's counterparts were so straightlaced in their relationship that they didn't think anything of complimenting each other's nude figures in the training room showers. Oh my dear Goddess, why do straight guys act so goddamn flirtatious in their interactions with each other?? And why on earth was she reincarnated into a mortal MALE's body in that mission!?! She couldn't look him in the eye for months without blushing a crimson red after they finally transferred back to the Immortal Realms and had their memories restored. And now her big mouth just had to bring that up again. Cheers to confusing bromance. Just when she thought she could put all of that behind her... BAM She finds herself suddenly reincarnated nearly two hundred years back, into her own younger immortal self, who's just about to enlist in the army and meet him again. OH, HELL NO! Wish her luck cause she's gonna need a lot of it if she's to brave through this emotional roller-coaster of a journey again with him.

Jennie walks in on Cara naked by mistake on a hot Sunday afternoon and will do anything it takes to get her to model for her even if it means seducing her. Will Cara give in to the hot blonde who can't seem to stop teasing her and take off her clothes for her to see her naked a second time or will she continue ignoring her like she always has.