Malakai Bayoh Pie Jesu

"La noche antes de su boda, su prometido huyó con su amante. Fruto de su frustración, agarró al hombre que estaba de pie frente a la oficina de Registro Civil —Presidente Chadwick, su novia no ha llegado y mi novio ha huido. ¿Podría sugerir que nos casemos? Antes del matrimonio, ella dijo: —Incluso si compartimos la misma cama, ¡no pasará nada entre nosotros! Después del matrimonio, él dijo: —Si no lo intentamos, ¿cómo lo sabríamos?"

[Agricultura]+[Espacio]+[Conmovedor]+[Prosperidad]+[Derrotando a la Escoria] Mo Yan, reducida a cenizas por una explosión, renació en tiempos antiguos, convirtiéndose en una pequeña niña de granja huyendo de la hambruna! Sobre ella, un padre Erudito amable y guapo - ¡nada mal! Debajo de ella, un par de hermanos menores vivaces y adorables - ¡muy bien! Pero realmente, ¡se sentía como morir de nuevo, sabes? Está en fuga, pasar sin comida, bebida o refugio es una cosa, pero tener siempre que protegerse de tipos malos que podrían capturarla para llenar sus vientres es otra! Afortunadamente, su Espacio actualizable de la vida anterior la siguió, pero ¿qué diablos - ese asombroso Espacio con montañas, agua y carne para comer había sido formateado! Frente a una situación desesperada, Mo Yan reavivó su espíritu de lucha: ¡Qué importa si está formateado, aún haré fortuna y construiré mi riqueza justo al pie de la Ciudad Imperial! Tallando montañas, plantando huertos, comprando tiendas, construyendo casas... ¡ni una menos! Pero... ¡hay tantos envidiosos problemáticos! ¿Tu granja es tuya? Aquí, te atraparé hasta la muerte sin discusión! ¿Quieres ser mi madrastra? Bien, te enviaré un montón de viudos! ¿Madre buscándote? Aquí, toma los papeles de divorcio, quédatelos, ¡no me agradezcas! ... ¿Qué? ¿Un hombre guapo está proponiendo? Uh, esto... ¿debería lanzarme a él? PS: 1. Insistir en la agricultura sin vacilar + peleas domésticas atípicas + sin intrigas palaciegas 2. El estilo de escritura es bastante serio, y los valores son normales (sin excluir los ocasionales caprichos del autor) Enlaces a trabajos completados: [Niña de Granja Abandonada: Un Hermoso Campo] Enlace: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [La Hija Legítima del General que No Puede Ser Subestimada] Enlace: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

At eighteen, her mother died in a car accident, leaving her all alone in the world. One day, her kindness in rescuing someone led to a life-changing transformation. She was provided with food and accommodation, and someone even arranged for "360-degree personal protection" for her! Just when she thought she had picked up a pie from the sky, she was tied up and sent to a training camp, embarking on a tough yet passionate new journey. * Bully her? With Taekwondo, she'll beat you until you can't tell north from south! Compete with her in sniping? Rookies, step aside, she's challenging the strongest sniper! Doubt her hacking skills? Come on, sister will show you what playing with computers is all about! She stood out in the camp with high profile, top in every category, who would dare compete against her? Back home, the little overlord turned into a docile rabbit, utterly bewitching someone! Unable to endure it any longer, he dragged the little overlord to the civil affairs office and registered their marriage. At night, he returned home, and righteously set about 'educating' her!

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."

In a realm where seven moons dance across the sky and cities defy gravity, two Starweaver brothers shape the fate of reality itself. Born from the dreams of dying gods, Malakai and Elara possess the power to manipulate the fundamental forces of existence. Their paths diverge when Elara uncovers ancient prophecies revealing that the gods imprisoned the Old Ones – the original architects of reality.

Anger issues was never a problem for Rio, but how can he say that after he swiped away his system in anger when the crystallization began on earth. With portals popping up and monster storming out of them how can Rio be expected not get angry at his lack of a level up tool. Armed with just an axe, as the days go by, Rio has a rapidly building peeve against his never present system and the last virtue on his list is tolerance. "System" "......... " "System" "...….." "Grrrrr!! Grrrr!!" With loud menacing growls the wolf like creatures approached, but Rio was busy looking for what spot in the room had better connection and would let him access his system. "If you guys don't shut up, I'll kill you." Normally, worlds undergoing crystallization should be struggling to get stronger and survive the brutal process but on earth it is different as they are rather focused on pleasing their brutal and unforgiving Tyrant

**Topic: The Relationship Between Werewolves and Environmental Conservation** Ah, werewolves! Those majestic creatures that shake their furry selves on full moon nights, while humanity suspects that the real global crisis is not global warming, but rather the amount of screams echoing in the forests. If you think saving the planet is a difficult task, try adding a pack of werewolves to the equation and watch the magic happen! It's as if Gaia's army of good decided to use the "Help Thy Neighbor or Get Their Heads Roughly" methodology. Werewolves are, without a doubt, the pinnacle of evolution, if you consider that evolution got so bored that it decided to spice it up with fur, sharp claws and the ability to demand respect while biting the face of the guy who was cutting down the tree. We can compare them to those environmental activists who, after a good cup of organic coffee, put on a "Save the Turtle" t-shirt and think they're ready to face a tractor. The difference? The werewolves will probably snarl at the tractor and, with an immortal attack, transform the machinery into an elegant deer statuette. If you think condominium meetings are unbearable, try to imagine werewolves arguing about paper waste at their full moon celebration rituals. They gather with an intellectual tone, like a group of distinguished philosophers discussing whether Jesus’ sandals were vegan. “Oh, sure, the conscious use of recycled paper is important, but have you ever thought about the environmental impact of tearing a logger’s face off with your own teeth?” A debate of ideas that would make Aristotle cry tears of joy, while the earth trembles in terror. And let’s not forget the nostalgic side of the issue: these creatures are actually the answer you didn’t know you needed to your endangered plant problem. Want to give them a “don’t touch my forest” kind of protection? Is there anything more effective than a werewolf that will make you never look at the forest the same way again – let alone go into it to collect mushrooms? Why bother with all this “#LoveMySpoiledPets” hashtagging when you can just adopt a werewolf and laugh at the ninjas of destruction trying to threaten your pack? In conclusion, the real lesson we can learn from werewolves is that when it comes to the survival of the planet, it’s better to risk a few sharp teeth and an extra dose of anger than to sit on the couch watching a documentary about how turtles are having it harder than a marathon runner in an obstacle course. So the next time you hear a howl in the moonlight, remember: it’s just a werewolf concerned about the environment, wondering where the last tree he loved to mark his territory went! Which, by the way, is a fantastic metaphor for our fight against planetary destruction: that, just like a werewolf, we must be fierce, hairy, and willing to rip the face off anyone who dares to threaten the living Earth!

"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.

The gods have decided to wipe mankind, from exitance. but Jesus Christ offers them a chance to prove the gods that mankind deserves a chance to live. the Ragnarök. 17 rounds, 12 marches. whoever can win. If the gods win, then mankind is gone. But if mankind wins. then they get to live for years to come.

What would happen if you put 150 students together in a school-like system and had them compete in various challenges to earn points to try and become number one? The outcome has been pretty bland for the past few years at Astral Academy, and the results are not what the higher-ups who run it want, until now. New students have enrolled and will change everything. New faces with clashing personalities will compete against each other to get the reward that first place offers. Five different classes with thirty different students in each class. Who will come out on top? Malakai, who came from London to compete in this academy? Maria, the daughter of a famous actress? Alexander, who has got everything he has ever wanted? Ryan, who can get anything he wants? Isabella, who has never had to try for anything she's done. Dillon, who wants everything everyone else has? Adam, who wants to prove a point? Too many names but only one top spot. Will they be entertaining? I post chapters every Saturday.

Silas was not like other omegas; he was stronger than them and feared no one. This was because he couldn't feel the pheromones of alphas, but his mate rejected him on his 18th birthday and accepted his stepbrother instead. Silas decided to leave the pack, but just then, something terrible happened, and he ended up in the hands of their rival pack. There, he reunited with his long-lost brother, who was dearly loved by the four alpha brothers of that pack. But what will happen when Silas starts to feel the mate bond with those four brothers? --------------------------------- "Your eyes are the most beautiful," said a handsome alpha and my boss, who was my brother's mate. I didn't want to feel anything for him, it was wrong. "Stay away from me," I pushed him away. But still, he came closer and started sniffing my scent near my neck. When I looked up, I saw my brother standing at the door, watching us. --------------------------- in this story mc is -Strong omega -confident -overprotective -stubborn -savage

The Holy Spirit, a divine creation of Heaven, has spent her existence as a faithful messenger, sent to bring solace and purity to Earth. A sacred dove in her true form, she carries out her duties with unwavering devotion to the Lord and His Son. But when jealousy takes root in her heart, she commits an unthinkable act—she manipulates the betrayal and crucifixion of Jesus Christ to prevent her own replacement. Now, with her wings stained by sin, Kiyoko roams the spiritual realm as both the accused and the judge of her own soul. As whispers of Judas’s betrayal spread across Heaven and Earth, Kiyoko struggles with the weight of her guilt and the reality of her actions. When the Son of God rises from the dead, the cheers of salvation only deepen her torment. With her, she get banished to be reincarnated into a human. Unknowingly when she is brought back to life, her memories from the past still come back to haunt her, along with a few demons come to drag her down with them.

(LGBT+) Devyn Marlowe’s ability to foresee disasters had always felt like a curse, but when the apocalypse begins, they become his only salvation. As the earth fractured and dungeons filled with nightmarish creatures emerged, Devyn’s visions gave him a crucial edge. Yet, even with his gift, survival was impossible alone. That was when Malakai Ravelle appeared, a mysterious, powerful stranger who commanded the dungeons in ways no one else could. Together, they formed an alliance, navigating terrifying monsters, natural disasters, and the collapse of society. As their bond deepened, Devyn was irresistibly drawn to Malakai, but the dark secrets Malakai carried threatened everything they fought for, including their growing love. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Devyn had to make a choice, whether to trust Malakai, who might be more connected to the apocalypse than anyone realized, or face the end of everything alone. --- Warning: This book contains mature themes. Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/NJJKETf4

The only thing 12-year-old Asher remembers from his early childhood are snapshots, hazy images - dad's laughter, mom's smile and a garden with vegetables in the yard. Picking fresh apples from trees into a wicker basket or eating homemade apple pie. But these memories are nothing but the distant past. When Ash was 7 years old, a civil war broke out - the boy was in the basement at the time, looking for old photos of his mother from the wedding as she had requested. Except that it did not happen - the family home was bombed in a bombing raid by the government - Asher then became the only survivor of his family. Asher was forcibly recruited into the rebel army - since the boy was 8 years old, he fought in war - tears, blood, sweat and death became Asher's companions - and nightmares became a regularity. His team, which includes only adults, is joined by a 12-year-old girl - Beatrice, who, like Ash, was forcibly recruited into the army of revolutionaries. Although at first, these two hate each other, over time they become best friends. Even in such terrible places as the battlefield. (Quick side note - the story is also available on Wattpad but with different cover and under a different nickname: https://www.wattpad.com/story/388784259-market-of-humans)

This is the tale of an average nobody, who after his death got transmigrated in a new world. The memories of his average life flashed before his eyes, as he found nothing that was noteworthy about him. So in this new world should he try to change that, should he wish to be supreme, rise to the peak or to rule the heavens, but he's too lazy for that. "And how come all the names are so familiar. Don't tell me, am I in that novel?" Soon after waking up he realised this world was based upon the very first novel he read years ago. At first he felt happy that finally something unexpected happened in his life. But that happiness was short lived as he remembered the plot of the book and the crisis that was coming for the world. If that wasn't enough he was living in the body of Rio Raven Blake - avatar of Nyx. Known by his other names like The last dark spawn, The first fallen or The infamous Devil. In a world brimming with dungeons, towers, Gods, Demons, monsters and magic - our MC finds himself trapped in the body of the last villain. "I don't care about the novel plot, I'll just ignore it, and live my life peacefully." At least that was his plan, until he heard a voice in his head , that he's been waiting for all this time. [DING] [TING] [TIDING] [DID YOU MISS ME??? ] 'The great villain system, what a funny name.' You can earn points by ruining the plotlines, and can get whatever you want. Let me see, I'm a master at messing things up. [What, someone is going to do a prophecy that I will become the villain after growing up - kill him while he's still a kid.] [what, this potion was made for the protagonist and the alchemist heroine - I'll take it with me.] [ohh you're the one who saves the protagonist when he was about to die - go to prison, you traitor.] [wait, you have a sister. but she is sick and needs help - here take this potion and work for me.] Got a money making slave for life. [What, my parents are fixing my engagement with the princess, who's also a main heroine, but will betray me later and help everyone kill me - Humph...just you wait...] Once the plot started many years later, at the academy entrance exam. Protagonist was shining brightly, breaking all records, taking first rank, but no one was talking about him. As the news came out that the genius of humanity Rio Blake, will be joining the academy too. Not only mortals, even Gods and Demons were surprised at this sudden development too. {Nyx nods at her believers achievements} {Odin says you've grown a lot} {Gauri/Kali challenges you to fight her believer} {Jesus prays for your souls redemption} {Anubis awaits your enemies doom} {Lucifer writes down your lines, as you take on the Devil persona} The protagonist just stared at the guy who took all the limelight from him, but his surprise turned to shock, when his sister ran and hugged the man, while crying her eyes out, saying she missed him and she was sorry. "What is happening? Who is he? {Apollo curses...} ## -- A/N - 1) NO HAREM. (I believe in soulmate love 2) MC doesn't care about right, wrong, good, evil - as long as he gets what he want, he'll do it. 3) He hates the so called righteous hypocrites, so don't think he'll be friends with protagonist. 4) MC is serious when it comes to relationships, so don't expect any kind of pokemon collection harem. 5) MC hates the plot, so he'll ruin it. Do not expect him to follow it or him trying to keep it same as written. 6) I don't like hiding my strength tropes, so not happening. He will be OP, and a badass. ## -- Join my discord for character arts and discussions https://discord.gg/zFTJsYP7kM DevilDarkness#0506

Celestina Fayre Davis never wanted to get married but she had no say. Zavid Costa hated been controlled and marriage was one. Is this marriage gonna be a disaster? Will it work? If it doesn’t then will all just become a silly mistake? Love is what they both wanted but will that be able to erase all the pain? Will they end up together? Or will it go done the drain? Mom can I not get married?" I asked softly. "PAAAAAAAH" My face turned to the other side. The makeup artist all lowered their heads. "Say that again" She stared menacingly at me as though I was her enemy. Tears threatened to fall but I wouldn't let it. Read to find out

I never why all these things happened to me, every single time I lose someone close to me. I never really understood why, but I won't allow these thoughts hinder me. I was never taught to take revenge but after all that happened how can I sit still when THEY roam freely after ruining my life. For every loss l made I will make sure they shade a layer of skin. For death is the easiest punishment. But what I didn't know was that all these would lead to an even bigger................................ This is not just a story, my story I am the first star white witch in 500 years and this is how it all began................

In a world where power is claimed by bloodlines and politics, Meiying, a fierce and skilled warrior, returns home after years of hidden training to find her family gone and her homeland in ruins. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng during a deadly ambush. Unbeknownst to her, this act binds her fate to his, revealing a powerful, untapped secret within herself—the rare ability to manipulate life force, a gift once wielded by the protectors of the throne. But as the Emperor’s desperate deal with a demon curses Cheng’s life and the empire’s stability, Meiying finds herself entangled in a battle far larger than personal revenge. With dark forces and political conspiracies threatening to destroy everything, Meiying must come to terms with her newfound powers and decide where her loyalty lies. Can Meiying, a warrior defined by strength become the key to breaking the curse and saving an empire in peril? As the prince fights for his destiny, will her path of vengeance lead to destruction—or will it be the salvation they both need? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

Over three thousand years ago, earth had it's summoning Aether filling the planet and systems becoming available to it's people, but then they angered the people above and were dealt with a harsh punishment. The truth about what the humans did to anger the mighty beings above them and what punishment they had ben given was completely wiped out from history and today humans live a carefree live only knowing that there had been a time they had been on the brink of extinction but had been saved by great mighty heroes. Fhize Hungreg is a traumatized boy born into the world at this time and is unfortunate to be unable to activate a system. Fhize has no interest in the world and lives just because he is alive, something which the women who are oldy attracted to him refuse to believe but then after he makes his first kill, he realizes four things. First, this was far from his first kill Second, he liked fighting Third, he liked killing fourth, he loved fighting and then killing. The people around Fhize see the deep darkness within him but rather than work to stop it, they let it also consume them and leave the world at the mercy of a man who thirsts for Blood, a man who would place his desire to stand in an arena higher than the fate of the world.

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World domination is easy peasy lemon squeezy. Put on your pants, it's so breezy. Pie the pumpkin, make it cheesy. Cakewalk, Fakewalk, very sleazy. Swords? Meh. Bombs? Eh. Nukes? Too basic. My only weapons are my fingernails. I am that op.

Michael thought a hike on the Appalachian Trail might clear his head, not turn his life upside down. Stumbling upon the Infinity Dungeon, he discovers a realm of magic—his ticket to a new life. But as Michael battles his way through the dungeon and gains magic [Skills], he realizes that the whole world is about to change forever. Other delvers with dangerous powers, hungry beasts, the awakening of old monsters. Dangers are everywhere. Friends are now enemies, abusing their power and even the Italian mob wants a slice of the pie. In a world where anyone can wield power, Michael knows he’s going to have to devise a way to get stronger. To deal with this he creates a megacorporation, and its Candle Light division is starting to look awfully similar to a certain foundation that deals with magical anomalies. LitRPG with lots of blue boxes, grounded in a real world that feels ever more dangerous, and a main character who will have to learn how to exploit his powers quickly, before events slip out of his grasp. The world is vast and full of dangers, after all, and magic only makes things worse.

For the last three years, 17-year-old Rue Joel has been cooped up in his single-bedroom apartment, surviving off of nothing but regular ol' chicken and peas pot pie, but what choice does he have? After all, a fatal, fast-acting airborne disease plagues his very streets, leaving him with no choice but to stay put in his apartment. Of course, no one would want to die, right? Well, after having to eat his least favorite food on the planet, a chicken and peas pot pie, for three years straight, Rue questions if it is really worth continuing to live a life like this, forced to stay confined in this single-bedroom apartment.  And so, after surviving in his apartment five more days, Rue decides to step outside for the first time in three years.

“LOVE IS FOR THE WEAK“ she now believes. Bella finally managed to bring her long term relationship to an end after catching her soul mate in bed with another stranger. *********** i was … I wanted to just believe it was an imagination, but as much as I wanted for it to be it wasn’t. I’ve been standing here for over a minute now and they both still didn’t know i was there. Watching the love of my life passionately digging into another girl… I can’t even remember the last time he made love to me like this. ****** You bastard !! I raised my voice making the two lovers shriek at the same time. “Jesus” Ryan exclaimed jumping off the girl he was digging in like, she was a repulsive force. “Oh now you believe in Jesus?” oh my God bell it’s not what you think I swear he said drawing close to me immediately I wanted to discriminate and shout at him but the voices… the words hung in my throat. I just had one question on my mind. “why?” ***** ..._I know you might think me heartless for doing this, Bella ... but you also have to be considerate. I'm just a man, driven by my own desires and needs... I crave a fresh start, a new chapter in my life... and we both know our relationship was never more than a fleeting indulgence, a pleasure-driven fantasy. “I want a fresh start”. ********* A guy Bella had dedicated a good amount of her life time to… left because he wanted… “a fresh start?” well now from a angelic lady who believed in love over everything to a cold hearted woman with a determined urge for self transformation generally. Bella chases wealth and power being what she was dumped for but gets herself into games that seem bigger than her and even when left with choices she plays dirty to get what she wants.

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..

A story about the great Saint Joseph, which is the background of the Crucifixion of his beloved son Jesus on earth. A very beautiful and epic story about Joseph's position in heaven and a bridge of redemption connecting heaven and earth after Jesus' death on the cross.

Everything changed in one night. The night didn’t turn into day; the darkness remained. Then we saw those ravenous Skinwalkers, devouring humans alive. What will happen next? Who are these Skinwalkers? How will we survive? Amid all this chaos, I fell in love with someone who was my companion throughout this journey. But then I discovered a horrifying truth: the person I loved was the creator of this entire nightmare. He was the king of those aliens. Why did he pretend to love me? NOTE: Cover is not mine credit goes to respected owner.

"I'll delete the pictures depending on how obedient you are. You have to do everything I say; if I want you to become a dog, you have to get on your knees and bark; do we have a deal?" Pierce leans intimidatingly to Malakai's height to whisper softly in his ears; his cold eyes flash with cruelty. "You don't want her to know what a dirty little creep you are, do you?" Malakai Kreston, Quiet and perfect son of the county's preacher is who everyone assumes to be a boring nerd, but Malakai has a deep secret. He isn't so perfect after all! A dirty secret that Malakai will do anything to protect. What happens when he becomes a targeted pawn of Pierce Masterson? Kai, who is usually the hunter, becomes the prey, and he discovers that Pierce is more evil... Sinister and very much more twisted than anything he'd ever imagined. Pierce must have everything he wants or destroy it all completely, Escaping is Malakai's only option, but how far will he go before he gets caught? In a game of cat and mouse, neither are willing to lose!