Sand Coffin Gaara

> Mature content. Contains intense scenes not suitable for readers under 18. The world ended. His wife betrayed him. Now he’s stuck on a tropical island... with twelve beautiful women—and a deadly secret beneath the sand. Jude thought escaping the zombie apocalypse on a cruise ship was salvation. He was wrong. After a cruel twist of fate leaves him stranded and betrayed, he wakes up on an island that seems like paradise—but the truth is far more dangerous. He’s not alone. Twelve mysterious women. No way out. And the undead? They're not the only threat hunting him. Will Jude survive the secrets of the island… or become part of them?

Qin Yang, a peerless genius cultivator from the Immortal Yuan Continent, transmigrated onto a small thug on Earth, thus beginning an exciting journey in the bustling city. Celestial Eye, Drawing a Prison... these are just ordinary small magic. Paper Crane Transmitting Messages, Passing through Walls... these are no big deal. Skillful Hands Drawing Talismans, Flying and Earth Escape... these I also know. A Spring Rain Talisman, even if you have one foot in the coffin, can rejuvenate you; A Fortune Talisman ensures reverse luck, so hurry and buy a lottery ticket.

Yang Yan found himself becoming a corpse. But before he could stay for a minute, the lid of his coffin was opened. A stunning face appeared in front of him. Leng Biyue! As the Holy Maiden of the Fairy Maiden Sect, she possessed the quasi-empire bloodline! Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, fell, and landed on Yang Yan's face. His eyes opened! "The Sword Dao Emperor, who was buried for 100,000 years, has come to life once again!"

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

Felix and Fiona belong to a hidden lineage of Shadowbloods, beings with a tainted magical heritage granting them unique abilities tied to darkness. Their pact, a promise to protect each other, is threatened when secrets about their ancestry and a growing forbidden attraction between them surface, placing them in danger from within their community and from external forces seeking to exploit their power. // Man, I wrote this story with the story of the 'Coffin of Andy and Leyley' in mind. So if you think that story was messed up... this one doesn't compare, but it still might feel good enough.

He shattered the heavens… and got isekai’d into a crazy desert survival game! Xu Tao cultivated for ten thousand years, defying death and destiny to reach the Divine Heaven Immortal Stage. But just as he touched the heavens— The heavens kicked him into a world based on a full-dive VR game. Now he’s got no Qi. No weapons, no cultivation… and no pants. Just a desert full of monsters, a glitchy “Lost System” that won’t shut up, and knowledge forged from millennia of clawing his way to the top. Enemies? Weaklings. Mystic beasts? Drop garbage loot. Level caps? He’s Xu Tao. He didn’t spend ten millennia chasing immortality just to get wiped by a scorpion in a tutorial-zone! But he’s definitely not here to play. He’s here to ascend—again. Even if this time, he has to grind EXP and punch sand beetles to do it. But wait... That's not all...? He could also... What?!

In the cold and dark depths of the universe, nine massive dragon corpses pull an ancient bronze coffin, existing since time immemorial. This is an incredibly shocking image captured by a space probe in the desolate universe. Nine dragons pulling the coffin—have they returned to Ancient Times, or have they arrived at the Paramita of the Starry Sky? A vast world of Immortal Heroes, bizarre and extraordinary, endlessly mysterious. Blood boils like a volcano, passion surges like a vast sea, desire is as boundless as the Abyss... Climbing the Heavenly Road, walking while singing, a mere gesture can cover the sky.

Win a thousand fights—or die in the sand. Caelvir was thrown into the Dust Arena, starving, beaten, and forgotten. To the Queen of Velrane, he’s a disposable son, a pack of meat and blood locked away to be feasted on. He fights with hatred saved only for her. Every battle makes him stronger. Every breath brings him closer. To freedom. To a promise. To whatever comes next.

Hazel is just your average guy: 20, 5”10, 153 pounds, and lives in Columbus, Ohio. Until one day, he wakes up 6,500 miles across the world with a dead body in the sand next to him. He then meets a strange girl in the middle of the desert claiming to be an assassin. As the pair join hands and his memories begin to return, will he find out who he really is? As well as who he will become?

Have you ever wondered what happens after death? Will it be paradise? Follow Hybris, a man reborn in a strange world called Tellus — a place of magic, monsters, and mystery. He wakes trapped in a steel box, like a coffin, waiting to be released into a deadly trial to prove his worth — or die a second time. Will he stay sane, or delve into his lunacy? Do you want to see the pretty things beneath the earth?

Notice: This story contains R18+ themes, including violence, sensual and sexual content, blood-related addiction, and dark psychological elements. Reader discretion advised. I died in a library, crushed under centuries of forgotten knowledge. Fitting. Now I’ve woken up in a coffin, starving, undead, and very much not human. They call me a Fledgling—a bottom-feeder vampire barely above a ghoul. I’m weak, hunted, and tethered to a world straight out of a cursed tabletop campaign. It’s a classic fantasy realm—elves, knights, guilds, and dungeons—but twisted by a dark, rotting magic. The moon shines red, the gods are silent, and every town smells like fear. To make matters worse, I’ve been bound to a LitRPG system called the Blood Codex. Level up by draining blood. Unlock skills by embracing your monstrous nature. Resist Corruption... or don’t. There's no prophecy. No chosen one nonsense. No noble title. Just fangs, rot, and whatever I can steal, trick, or kill to survive. But the deeper I sink into this world’s underbelly, the more I realize something is watching me through the system. The rules are breaking. Dungeon bosses are going mad. Entire towns are disappearing. And I think I’m supposed to fix it… or maybe finish the job.

In a world where the cursed Billionaire, Max Donovan, faces a dire fate unless he unites with his soulmate within 30 days. Max is a billionaire known for his callous ways, a beauty brimming with pride and a heartbreaker of women. He's driven solely by his pursuit of amassing riches day by day. His insatiable thirst for wealth has driven him to trample over anyone or anything that stands in his way. However, a chance encounter with a witch, possessing unfathomable powers, led to a curse being placed upon him. Max was unaware of the woman's mystical abilities and now, he must break the curse by locating his soulmate, or face his demise within a month. How will Andre find his destined partner and break the curse in a world where the existence of soulmates is dismissed as mere fantasy? As the sand of time slips away, Max is about to discover that not even his vast fortune can unravel the mysteries of destiny.

[Inspired by Real Life Story] For those beautiful hearts , who cried hard only to become stone later. She stood alone in the silence , the echoes of past still haunt her. Love always seemed to run far away from her, slipping from her fingers like sand in the wind. And then , briefly , there was him -the one who made her believe in love .That seemed to be happy ever after but she was wrong , it was just a fleeting moment. Another came , promising of forever, only to break her heart again. Her heart is shattered in million pieces , the question lingers- Will she ever be able to believe in love again? Or she will just turn into petrified soul.

In an ancient world ruled by cultivation sects, immortal clans, and divine beasts, a mysterious being awakens within a black coffin at the bottom of a cursed river. His true name lost to time, he carries only fragmented memories of the Primordial Wars, where his divine soul was shattered and sealed by Old Heaven itself. Upon awakening in a frail vessel, he discovers a realm far weaker than the one he once dominated. Despite his sealed meridians and limited power, his mere presence commands fear: his qi is dark, corrosive, and deathly – the remnant of a being who once stood at the peak of existence. He saves Jian Tian, a disciple of the Black Dragon Sect, from the jaws of a Flood Dragon with a flick of his hand. Yet, his purpose is not kindness nor righteousness; it is driven by fate, as he cryptically declares. Haunted by betrayal, ancient enmities, and an unfulfilled vengeance against the Immortal Thrones, he begins his journey to reclaim his true form and restore his dominion over heaven and earth. As he walks through a world unaware of his true identity, shadows gather, old enemies stir, and destiny begins to weave the legend of the Dark Sovereign who crawled from the coffin to shake the heavens once more.

When a failed thief is imprisoned and witnesses a King leading his city toward destruction, he must overcome his self-doubt and save the kingdom and himself.

When William first met Sebastian John, he had two souls, and when he was dying in his hands, both had one and a half. William Ultras was no more than an ordinary jeweler, so ordinary that no one, not even himself, ever thought he was the reincarnation of the lover of Ozhem’s legendary wizard. He dreamed of a long life with a happily ever-after ending, but when the Shadow Army emerged from the deep darkness they had waited in for centuries, they placed a coffin carrying the name of William Ultras in the center of Ozhem. The Ozhemians didn’t hesitate to surrender the next victim to his true master, Sebastian John, whom they believed was the reason for this everlasting peace. But William’s greed to breathe drove him to Sunless, the land of eternal darkness, where he sought the help of Griffin, the ruling wizard, to end the cursed circle of his deaths. But Sebastian John, sensing William’s absence, awoke early to bring him back before the fifth day of the eleventh month. By giving up his vision and breaking the spell of Sebastian’s mesmerizing eyes, William has now bought himself enough time to recall his past lives and answer why he must sacrifice himself to Sebastian John for the twenty-first time.

Chaya Nirvani, the youngest of the royal Nirvani family, has never felt at home in the world of palace duties and royal expectations. Her heart has always belonged to the past, drawn to the mysteries of ancient civilizations, especially Egypt. Pursuing archaeology, despite her family’s objections, she travels to Egypt on an excavation. There, a strange artifact leads her to a discovery she never imagined—a link between her life and a long-lost Egyptian pharaoh. As she unravels secrets buried deep in the sands of time, Chaya learns that her true heritage is far more extraordinary than she ever dreamed.

He was just a boy with a normal life—until the world shifted beneath his feet. One moment, he was heading out to meet his friends. The next, he awoke sealed inside a coffin, buried beneath earth that shouldn't exist and no clue where here is. Dragged from the grave by terrified strangers and left alone in a city where no one knows his name, he finds himself in a strange new world: medieval in stone but stitched with modern echoes. Magic hums in the air, technology runs on words, and strangers speak a tongue eerily familiar to his own. Hungry, homeless, and hunted by something he doesn’t yet understand, he begins to unravel the quiet horror sewn into this world—and into himself. Because the question isn’t how he got here. It’s why this world already had a grave prepared for him.

Author's note: There are bloody scenes, brutality and torture in the story. There are also mysteries that will gradually be revealed for mystery lovers. I warn in advance that those with weak hearts may tremble after reading it. --------------------- In my childhood, I grew up enduring hardships thanks to the love of my stepfather. No one in my clan liked me. To them, I was nothing but useless garbage. At that time, I thought my sufferings were too great. Now that I think about it, those troubles were actually as insignificant as a grain of sand in a huge desert. It was thanks to the events that began with my learning that I was a Chosen after I left my clan. Who had chosen me? What did it mean to be chosen? What was I chosen for? I didn't know that back then. All I knew was the existence of the book in my soul, which taught me more about it as I got stronger and there were other chosen ones besides me. If I could go back in time, would I do the things I did again? Would I be naive enough to make that bloody decision again? Could I have guessed that the truth was so cruel? In a world full of mysteries where the law of the jungle reigns, the great and colossal journey of someone who people wouldn't even call garbage.

(key elements of this book: supernatural abilities, kingdom building, friendship, territory and people management, slight romance but nothing crazy) Skye’s eyes took a moment to adjust to the bright light of a sun peaking through the sticks that didn’t burn his skin in an instant. The wind blowing between the trees carried no sand or toxins in their breeze. The floating orb above him spoke bluntly yet Skye paid him no mind. It’s words a mumbled mix of nonsense, Skye struggled to latch on to anything important. Something about their god dying, needing to form a team, building a society that can withstand the others. Blah blah blah. It was too early to hear it all again. Skye groaned and detatched himself from the roots connected to his nervous system. The energy they helped him absorb over night was going to be put to good use. He pushed himself up and grabbed Thorn, his trusted spear, and opened the makeshift door to his tent, letting the fresh air rush in. Stepping out he said “Alright. Another day of trying to survive and not becoming dinner for some weird flat face freak.” He gave his body a stretch with his spear raised above his head with both hands, feeling a pop in his back from sleeping on the ground. “Oph, and maybe find something softer to sleep on.” His minions danced along with his words. their petals fluttering in agreement. The bodies of a few monsters with chunks blown out of their sides lay scattered around them. Today was going to be a good day.

Laien: The Ant of the System In a vast and perilous world for someone so small, Laien is just a weak little ant... until she awakens the legendary Ant System. Armed with a magical sword, trembling courage in her tiny legs, and stats that grow with every mission, Laien will face giant insects, master powerful skills, and prove that even the smallest creature can possess legendary strength. Get ready for a cute, epic, and action-packed adventure with a heroine the size of a grain of sand!

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Battered but not beaten. Victory, the primordial demon and creator of the demon realm, finds herself betrayed by her own older brother and forced to retreat into the void to fulfil her name. Locked in an unbreakable coffin of her own design she awaits her eventual return in a deep slumber as she recovered. It just so happens that in a certain far off realm a certain girl is granted an unusual "gift" that will cause the Divine Demon of the Primordial Blood to reawaken to wrought her will in the realm of mortals. Whether that human girl can handle what it means to call upon one seeking the title of "strongest"; especially when the one she summons is one whose opinion on strength is one few can understand. For that same demoness... Who knows how she'll take the changes to the world during her departure from it. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Usual Updates At 4PM (GMT) Saturday -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Content Warnings Should Be Considered Warnings Rather Than Confirmation Of Content -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

A young man was living in the world of Marvel. With every step he took, new friends and enemies emerged. Against a god of war, his sword radiated immense energy, clashing head-on with divine might. As aliens swarmed the skies, invading his city, he raised his hand—spears of light and ice monsters materialized from his magic. When faced with a demonic being, his body was engulfed in a unique flame, and he charged forward with ferocity and power beyond that of mortals. Battling a master of magnetism, an individual capable of bringing about the apocalypse, a certain purple titan, and countless others, he stood his ground, wielding both intelligence and strength. Now, given the opportunity to access a powerful system linked to different worlds, this young man must carve his path in Marvel. Will he survive? Or will his fate be shattered, his existence erased like dust in the sands of time? Note: I)This book is a fanfic focous on Marvel. They not gone folow necessarily the UCM, but it will have influence. II)The protagonist will be OP, but will have growth. III)I dont have the rights to characters or contexts that are not entirely created by me. IG: @great.daoofspace

They didn’t rewrite the laws of the world. They rewrote the memories." They erased entire kingdoms. They executed kings, then burned their names from the stone. They buried entire wars like they never happened. But the desert remembers. Deep beneath sand and silence, something still breathes. Namira Vault — a tomb of lost truths, bound in relics, blood, and rebellion. They say no one who finds it returns the same. They say it holds what was meant to be lost. You will not find heroes here. Only the ones left behind. And if you open it… Don’t say you weren’t warned.

Burned alive for devouring a god, the Last Red Dragon awakens centuries later—in the silk-shrouded body of a human bride about to marry the immortal king who led her execution. The altar is drenched in incense and lies. One kiss will seal their cursed union; one heartbeat will unchain the god still screaming in the dungeon below. But every time she remembers the flames, the world fractures—revealing hidden passageways, betrayers wearing angelic halos, and a prophecy that claims her rebirth will end the heavens themselves. Survive the wedding, master forgotten dragonfire, outwit a charming monster-king, and descend into a labyrinth where false gods rot in iron coffins. Because the only way to kill eternity… is to burn it twice.

Cries and sobs echoed all around, and he sat alone in a corner, silently weeping. Today, he had lost his only support—his mother. From childhood till now, she had been his whole world. His father had passed away before he was even born. The relatives had long turned their backs, and now only the neighbors were there, offering him condolences. But some pains are too deep for words to heal. He wasn’t just carrying his mother’s coffin on his shoulders—he was burying his entire world.

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

When the meteor Wyrmlis fell, Earth was thrust into the Cataclysm Era. Mutations surged, psychic powers awakened, and monstrous beasts ravaged the land. The Hidden Realms opened their gates — elves, demons, angels, dragons, vampires... creatures of legend and myth returned to the world of men. When history fades into legend, When legend becomes myth, And even myth wears thin beneath the sands of time— My name, my glory, shall still echo through the ages. Like the sun that never sets, I will shine eternal over this broken world.

When the bronze giant coffin floats in the chaotic lead mercury, and the Pangu stone axe splits open the time cage, the truth of the cocoon killing battle spanning billions of years is revealed in the primordial universe. In the cracks of the Three Ancient Laws, the frozen ancient, the crazy ancient, and the lingering ancient eternal strangulation. The ancient world is like transparent amber, with all things frozen in perfect form, dominating the 'empty skeleton of the ancient' and becoming an empty shell in stillness; In ancient times, it was like a boiling vortex of flesh and blood, with all things undergoing disordered fission. The "Mother of Ten Thousand Transformations" sang a hymn of destruction through the nebula of flesh and blood; In ancient times, like remnants of candles in the wind, the "Fire Council" pieced together a home in the cracks. The Xuan awakened from the bronze giant coffin is the "residue of time" formed by the fusion of Pangu blood and cocoon silk, which can switch between the three ancient forms. He bears the truth: Pangu's opening of the sky was actually cutting towards the 'cocoon of time', and the primordial world was just sand and dust in the cocoon. In the journey of the ancient empty city, the ancient demon cave, and the ancient ruins, Xuan finally faced a choice: to slay the old corpses or refine the laws to rebuild freedom. When the Three Ancient Laws burst out of the body, is it a new cage or truly eternal? This is a prehistoric epic that combines law confrontation, civilized speculation, and individual redemption.