Harvard Book Club Award

(Warning: Harem, if you don't like it, please refrain! Boldly breaking taboo ethical norms, not letting go of any beautiful women encountered!) A young nobleman with a delicate constitution, pure and kind, has always been protected by everyone. However, after two months of military camp life, he began to change for the worse. With unbeatable power in his hands, he became lawless, targeting countless beautiful women in the city. In his eyes, every beautiful woman is like a delicate flower. He wants to gather these tender flowers around him, then extend his strong wings to shield them from any harm...

"From the moment I was born, I've had the same dream every day, where the same day repeats itself endlessly." "What did you do in your dream?" "Robbed banks, blew up buildings, flirted with girls, joyrode in luxury cars... Since it was a dream, naturally, I did a lot of lawless things." "Tell me about your dream last night." "Yesterday was quite interesting. After dreaming for so long, it was the first time I dreamed about someone I know in real life. She was a very beautiful girl..." "Mhm." The police officer Uncle nodded as he took notes: "Keep going, I'm listening."

Kindness.

[PARTS 98/100 PUBLISHED] [PARTS 0/100 REVISED AND EDITED] ⭐ Ranked #1 on Wattpad for "Cosmic Horror" and "Thought-provoking" Categories ⭐ Artwork for this novel is available on the Official DeviantArt Page here: https://www.deviantart.com/aizarikijaz ~ "EXISTENTIAL WOES", a song composed for this book and intended to be used for the trailer once its finished, is available on Spotify and Apple Music here: https://open.spotify.com/album/7ca13sfaeFENraFqAMNR1i?si=w612hymRSK2fC1xhFc146g https://music.apple.com/us/album/existential-woes-ep/1779593223 ~ The Official Instagram Page for "The Book of Abbadon" can be visited here: https://www.instagram.com/bookofabbadon/profilecard/?igsh=M2NyYnRuZm9iOHE= ... ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This story is targeted towards young adults and it contains Mature Content such as: - Vulgar Language - Graphic Depictions of Violence and Gore - Graphic Depictions of Sex and Nudity - Potentially Offensive Religious Themes You must be at least 18 years or older in order to read this story, and by reading it, you do so at your own risk. Reader's discretion is advised.

When 20-year-old Elena Jackson is mysteriously murdered, her life is far from over. Resurrected as a half-breed vampire by Darien Varcolac, an enigmatic musician, Elena is thrust into a world of secrets and shadows she never knew existed. Now navigating life as a vampire, Elena struggles with her new reality, haunted by visions of the past she doesn't yet understand. Darien, alluring yet distant, guides her through this dangerous world, where the line between predator and protector blurs. As they grow closer, Elena becomes determined to uncover the truth behind her murder. But their investigation unearths a darker conspiracy, revealing hidden motives, centuries-old feuds, and a dangerous power struggle within the vampire world. Caught between two worlds—her human past and her vampire future—Elena must face the sinister forces closing in, all while contending with a complicated attraction to Darien and the shocking betrayal of someone she once trusted. In Club Dusk, love is as dangerous as the enemies lurking in the shadows, and survival comes at a steep price.

Kim Mugen encounters a dark man in the alleyway, before he can say anything, the dark man begins telling Kim a story. “How a man once picked up an empty, blank book, once the man opened up the book he disappeared… entirely”. After the strange man told Kim the story, Kim ran away but when he looked back to see the strange man, he couldn’t see him… almost as if he had disappeared…. almost as he never existed…. Running to school, Kim found an empty cover book, he stood in disbelief and decided to open the book, in the book, Kim sees that the first page was moving, where he can feel the breeze that’s was coming out of the moving page, the book fell…. not a person in sight… the book haven’t even move an inch and Kim… he was gone… almost as if he had disappeared into a new world… A world where anything can happen, a world where a book can become both reality and fictional… What will Kim faced in this new world?

To the world he was a villain, but to me he was my brother. In a world where death is the currency, how does one survive? how does one live and thrive? We do it the only way we know how....By Killing And as he goes down the path of revenge and death.... It's up to me to keep him sane. My brother, my savior, my avenging angel. but to the rest of the world He is Azrael, The First God of Death.

Just a book of silly(mostly depressing) scribbles. It'll be gore and dark, read at your own risk:33

A 213 year old vampire falls in love with a human hes moraly grey, shrouded in mystery dripping with allure shes board of the same old routine looking to spice things up

bro

“Robert must be told,” Ned said. “If what you say is true, if even a part of it is true, the king must hear it for himself.” “And what proof shall we lay before him? My words against theirs? My little birds against the queen and the Kingslayer, against his brothers and his council, against the Wardens of East and West, against all the might of Casterly Rock? Pray, send for Ser Ilyn directly, it will save us all some time. I know where that road ends.” “Yet if what you say is true, they will only bide their time and make another attempt.” “Indeed they will,” said Varys, “and sooner rather than later, I do fear. You are making them most anxious, Lord Eddard. But my little birds will be listening, and together we may be able to forestall them, you and I.” He rose and pulled up his cowl so his face was hidden once more. “Thank you for the wine. We will speak again. When you see me next at council, be certain to treat me with your accustomed contempt. You should not find it difficult.” He was at the door when Ned called, “Varys.” The eunuch turned back. “How did Jon Arryn die?” “I wondered when you would get around to that.” “Tell me.” “The tears of Lys

I... lemon... can I be a good human being?, I am just a lazy, timid person, who has no skills or talents whatsoever. can I be a useful human being?. I have never had the experience of making friends, I don't even know what friends mean, but can I give happiness to my new friend. why is my life not like a children's storybook?, where a happy ending is a certainty.

This is the story of a popular idol girlfriend, a yandere junior, a beautiful senior, a cold-faced classmate, an angelic pure and lovely sister, a taciturn but gentle and virtuous mother who are all conquered by a big-cock junior... This story basically has two main characters: [1-Xia Wenxue, The one who becomes NTR, 25% MC] [2-Ye Shengge, One who does netori, No romance or attachment, all just sex slaves 75% MC] You can consider any one as MC, it depends on your desire. grammar quality is bad, only those who like to read. ---TAG--- R18 - Netori - Mature - Smut - incest - rape - blackmail - group - Threesome - foursome - hardcore - Ghosts - Milf - etc. Discord link:(photos of the characters and random R18 photos from the chapters) --- https://discord.gg/NQTBfBxzAa ---

Time often can slip through ones hands if not careful, within the tower time means nearly nothing for those at the top and for those born of high grade species. When he is summoned inside the tower he doesn't panic like most but his future is in for a upheaval as he changes the very foundation of everything once believed through his refusal to be anything less then the best even as who he himself is slips from his mind.

After another long night, Suki wakes up in the body of a beautiful young lady. This is her journey as she discovers more about the host of her body, and herself along the way.

A nameless man finds himself in the void, surrounded by other souls lining up behind him. He doesn’t know where he is or how he got there. All he knows is that he’s dead. There, he meets Edix, the god of punishment, who judges souls based on the sins they committed in life. It doesn’t take long for Edix to condemn him. Souls bound to a life of suffering, he claims, must have earned their fate. But what if they hadn’t? Like him—sentenced to an eternity as a slave in the mines of another world. Unlike the others, who quietly accept their punishment out of fear of the gods, he refuses to bow. He isn’t afraid to defy the gods, to fight against their cruelty, and to change this broken world. He doesn’t just want freedom—he wants power. In short, he wants to become a god.

"Right now, you're the best version of yourself. 'Why?' Because... You're alive." ________________________ Humanity is on the brink of a new era. Freedom is a luxury, one that is becoming scarce, and when faced with it all, does the world need a liberator? Or a person who finds that freedom themself? Karlos Lippe is a young man who's forced by fate to dance to that question. Having his monotonous yet fulfilling life stripped from him, he travels with a silver haired companion to seek out belonging in a tumultous world entering Industrial Revolution. Dotting the lands like stars in the night sky, Luminaries are those who have harnessed the power of constellations, Psyche. Their use of strange powers, Talismans, Catalysts, Alchemy, Ideals, and other magical nonsense creates a web of conflict that entangles the pair and their journey. When that happens, try to follow them. Because at the core of it all, this story is about perspective. So it's up to you to decide how to perceive it.

In the ancient magical kingdom of Luminaris, a forgotten book of unimaginable power lies hidden in the ruins of Leverko, a once-prosperous city destroyed by a mysterious curse. The book is said to hold the secrets to unlocking the kingdom's greatest magic—and its darkest truths.

--- **AFTER BOOK** *Karya Luciel Veronica* "Kata-kata adalah arwah, dan buku ini adalah pusara bagi yang tak bisa melarikan diri." Di balik jendela kaca yang retak, matahari senja terjerat debu, merayapi rak-rak buku yang berdiri seperti makam bisu. Perpustakaan itu, sunyi dan terlupakan, menyerupai rongga dada tua yang hanya berisi bisikan-bisikan waktu. Di lorong terkelamnya, tersembunyi sebuah buku—tak bernama, tak bernyawa, namun tetap berbisik. Alea tak pernah mencari buku itu. Ia bahkan tak seharusnya ada di sana—di tengah udara dingin yang menggigit kulit seperti gigi hantu, di bawah cahaya lampu yang berkedip seakan ketakutan. Tapi ketika tangannya menyentuh sampulnya yang dingin, seolah-olah buku itu bernafas di genggamannya, halaman-halamannya mulai bergerak. Namanya terukir di tinta hitam yang berdenyut seperti nadi: “Alea S., nafasnya berhenti di bawah cahaya yang pecah.” Teks itu menulis kematiannya—pelan, penuh kenikmatan, seolah mencari makan untuk kepuasan

In a world where magic and mystery reign, human greed and selfishness have perverted the arcane, transcending human limits; a dark future looms. The gods, offended by this affront to the natural order, have decided to unleash their wrath through the Ancestor, an omnipotent being destined to overturn the reign of the living. The Ancestor sent the Draugr to punish human existence. These fearsome phytomorphic creatures sow death in their wake. As chaos ensued and humanity teetered on the brink of annihilation, an alliance was formed to confront the threat. The 11 states joined forces to eradicate the Draugr and restore peace. These champions possessed a mastery of arcane magic and were prepared to do whatever it took. That is, until one day, they learned of a discovery...

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own. We danced and laughed our way around Boston and had a night of crazy passion that no woman would ever forget. That was twelve months ago, and I haven’t heard from him—until today. I started a new job and met the CEO. You can imagine my surprise to see those naughty blue eyes dance with delight when he saw me across the mahogany desk. But I’m not that carefree girl anymore. My life has changed, I have responsibilities. I just got an email. He wants to see me in his office for a private meeting at 8:00 a.m. Naughty blue eyes have no place in the workplace. What kind of private meeting does he have in mind?