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Guerra, Sangre y Sexo

Luk era una persona común, atrapado en la monotonía de una vida que parecía no tener futuro. Sin grandes ambiciones ni logros, su existencia se resumía en una rutina aburrida y carente de sentido. Todo cambió una noche cuando, buscando escapar de su realidad, fumo con sus amigos y conocidos, pero uno de ellos saco una droga que prometía hacerle olvidar, al menos por un momento, su miserable vida. Pero el alivio fue breve, pues la dosis resultó ser mortal. Sin remordimientos ni arrepentimientos, Luk cerró los ojos, pensando que ese era el fin. Para su sorpresa, no fue así. Despertó en un mundo completamente diferente, uno sacado de los cuentos de fantasía que alguna vez había escuchado. Sin embargo, a diferencia de los héroes de esas historias, no despertó con poderes sobrenaturales ni habilidades especiales. En lugar de convertirse en un guerrero poderoso o un mago talentoso, renació como un hombre común en un entorno medieval, con todos los desafíos y peligros que eso conlleva. Renombrado como Cassian en este nuevo mundo, pronto comprendió que su única opción era aceptar su destino y adaptarse a la vida simple de un leñador. Con el deseo de vivir en paz, lejos de las aventuras y conflictos que suelen acompañar a los protagonistas de estos relatos, Cassian se embarca en una lucha diaria por la supervivencia. En un mundo que refleja las duras realidades de la Edad Media, donde el peligro acecha en cada esquina. [Algunos de mis personajes hechos con una IA. https://www.deviantart.com/itlentc/gallery/95814748/guerra-sangre-y-sexo].
Itlen_tc · 5.8K Views

TËSSÃ ãñd DARÆY

I closed my eyes, shutting out his face, trying to steady myself. But I could feel it—his surprise. The way his lips stilled for a fleeting moment before moving with mine told me he didn't expect this. Not from me. "Well done Tessa. You've outdone yourself" I thought, a quiet victory blooming inside me. And then, as if understanding my message he responded. His lips softened, calling to mine, pulling me in closer. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate, more consuming, as though he'd decided to match the boldness I'd thrown his way. This was real. Too real. I gave myself a warning, a fleeting whisper in the chaos of my mind: this shit is about to get real, girl. But it was too late. The ferocious rush of adrenaline coursing through me had already taken over. Butterflies danced in my stomach, fluttering wildly like they'd been let loose from a cage. I thought butterflies only happened when too people were inlove. So why—why is my body dancing to his tune ? His touch was quick, smooth and practiced. He knew exactly how to hold me, how to make my body respond. I was caught between surprise and satisfaction, entirely swept away. Of course, he knew what he was doing. I didn't expect someone like him to be inexperienced. He carried himself like a man who'd walk this path before. If he wanted to, I had no doubt he could have taken me here and now. The thought sent thrill down my spine,but also a jolt of clarity. I wasn't ready. I couldn't loose my virginity to someone I barely knew —whose name I didn't even know. Still he made me feel so much at once. Too much. I was floating, soaring high above the world while somehow still feeling grounded. I was up in the clouds—cloud six at most, but my body wasn't my own anymore. I couldn't feel it. Couldn't control it. It was as though I traded my sanity for this fleeting, intoxicating moment. I could no longer breathe. Every time I tried to take a breathe, he'd pull me right back into the moment and I'd loose myself all over again. It was overwhelming, intoxicating. What was wrong with him? Why wasn't he stopping? It was as if he wanted more—needed more. Like he was determined to dive deeper into the kiss. To explore every uncharted corner of it. Deeper? " Is there even a way to go deeper than this ? I thought to myself, my mind spinning. He'd gone through every kind of kiss I could imagine —soft, fiery, teasing, demanding. I didn't think there was anything left for him to try. But he didn't stop. I tried to push him away, my hands trembling against his chest. But before I could, he caught my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling me back into his hold. I couldn't escape. And truthfully? I didn't want to. I liked what I was feeling. No—i loved it. It was raw, Electric, addictive. My body craved it, craved him and I didn't want it to end. I wanted more. More until I couldn't feel anything else. Untill my body didn't know where it began and where it ended. Then like a splash of cold water, the sound of voices broke through my haze. " Hey, don't you think it's enough" I froze, reality crashing in. I had completely forgotten about them —our friends. I'd forgotten about everything: where I was, what I was doing, the fact that we were standing out here in broad daylight. The world around me felt like nothing more than a tool for this moment, as if the sunlight itself was feeding into the darkness we'd created together. It had been just us—only us. And now it was over.
Black_Diamond626 · 8.7K Views

London Airplane Crash

*In the Heart of Chaos, a Catastrophe Unfolds... On a fateful day in late summer, the skies above London were filled with the roar of engines and the hum of excitement. Flight 121, a state-of-the-art airliner, was on its final approach to Heathrow Airport, carrying 217 passengers and crew members from the bustling streets of New York to the historic city of London. But in an instant, the tranquility of the morning was shattered. A catastrophic event, one that would change the lives of everyone on board forever, was unfolding. The plane, once a symbol of modern engineering and safety, was now plummeting towards the ground, its fate sealed. As the people of London watched in horror, the plane crashed into the heart of the city, sending debris flying in all directions. The impact was devastating, the destruction catastrophic. The screams of the passengers, the shattering of glass, and the screeching of metal filled the air, creating a scene of utter chaos. In the aftermath of the disaster, questions began to swirl. What had caused the crash? Was it a mechanical failure, a pilot error, or something more sinister? As investigators delved deeper into the wreckage, they uncovered a web of secrets and lies that threatened to upend the very foundations of the aviation industry. "London Airplane Crash" is a gripping thriller that takes you on a heart-pumping journey into the heart of disaster. With its breakneck pace, shocking twists, and unforgettable characters, this novel will keep you on the edge of your seat, guessing until the very end. So, buckle up and get ready for a wild ride. The crash may be over, but the real story is only just beginning...
Elijah_Chikwara · 265 Views
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