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Asuka Langley Will Never Be Real

Cancelled ( Will be re uploaded after fixing issues)

It’s said that when God manifests in the human world, His presence alters reality in ways beyond comprehension. What better explanation could there be for the event where a few people suddenly gained superhuman abilities from an unknown source—powers once thought impossible? One of those chosen was Tamim Alfrey, a professional e-sports player. Upon discovering his abilities, Tamim showed no interest in them. Power was meaningless to him, a burden he did not seek. Yet, the distant future does not lie. In visions, he is revealed as a god-killer, a slayer of divinity. How does an ordinary person, got powers from nowhere or somewhere unknown , transform into something as formidable as a god-killer? Perhaps it is fate, guiding him along an unseen path. But even fate must have a beginning. Tamim’s journey began when he learned a truth about his parents' killer, a man who had been using the blood and DNA of superhumans for his own twisted ends . This man—Dr. X—soon became Tamim's nemesis, indirectly forcing his way back into Tamim’s life after years of silence. Tamim’s purpose was clear. He did not seek to save the world or become a hero. His motivation was personal—he craved vengeance. He would stop at nothing to bring down Dr. X, the most dangerous criminal in the country, a man whose ambitions threatened humanity in ways no one could have imagined. But what would happen if Tamim Alfrey succeeded? Would it mark the end of his journey or merely the beginning of something far more terrifying? Tamim had no idea what awaited him. With no clear direction or greater goal, how could he ever become the god-killer of the future? Maybe he would change, or maybe it would be his circumstances that would drive him to that destiny. Even if he did become a god-killer, what will happen after that? What will he even gain after killing gods?when would his journey finally end? No one knows—not even Tamim Alfrey from present . His story will unfold, and in the end, it may reveal an epic tale of how a man became a legend, and of his inevitable connection to - "The Dropped God"
Nabula639 · 18.6K Views

The Dark Angel Will Never Let Her Go

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W
Devonany · 33K Views

I WILL BE YOUR EYES MR. CEO

What if salvation came from the devil himself? A kill or be killed salvation! It was a simple task, but it ended up turning into a disaster. Evangeline Lancaster had only one job given to her by the richest housewife in the whole of California: “Seduce my husband and drop the pills in his drink. I would give you two million dollars.” Money that could help her further her college education–how could she refuse? She thought it was a seduction without sex, never even expecting the billionaire she was sent to would look her way. But the moment she walked into the club and sat on the lap of a man who looked like a human god, her world swayed. The morals she held as a lady went down the drain, and she ended up doing what she hadn't planned for. Job more than well done, she took her money and left the country. Eight years later, her job as a nurse had brought her back to California, but this time she wasn't alone. She was back with beautiful twin children whose only prior motive was to buy a rich daddy for mummy. Evangeline tried to find every reason to forget what she had done eight years ago, but her life became a tug of war when Lucas Wade, the man she had a one night stand with, collided with her again in the hospital. Now a blind man, he had surprisingly recognized her scent and accused her of being the cause of his blindness, insisting she must take responsibility. "I wasn't aware of the things the pills could do, Mr. Wade." "Since you caused this you would repay me, for the next six months you are mine Ms. Lancaster."
jedah153 · 542 Views

Evil is Real

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real
Davi_Mations · 7.7K Views
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