Shokugeki No Soma Opening

she is become scared by his sudden action.she does not know what to do then she pushed him and run away.he is amazed by her reaction.......................

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Bibirku terkatup rapat. Ekspresiku bersih. Seolah tak tahu arti sorot matanya yang kini lebih tajam dari sebelumnya. Jari-jarinya mengusap pelan sepanjang rahangku. Gerakannya tenang. Terukur. Terlalu hati-hati untuk disebut sayang. “Lugu sekali,” bisiknya nyaris tanpa suara. “Nafasmu... tidak berubah. Detak jantungmu pun stabil.” Ia menunduk. Bibirnya menyentuh kulit di bawah telingaku. Hangat. Tapi tidak menggoda. Hanya pengalihan. “Mata ini... tak berbohong. Tapi mereka juga... tidak sepenuhnya jujur, kan?” Tangan kirinya bergerak ke punggungku. Menelusuri tulang belikat, lalu turun pelan ke pinggang—dan berhenti. Ia diam di sana. Seperti sedang memastikan sesuatu. “Apakah kamu tahu...” lanjutnya, suaranya melembut namun menggigit, “...dari semua orang yang pernah melihat sisi gelapku... hanya kamu yang tidak lari.” Aku masih diam. Hanya berkedip sekali lagi. Lalu tersenyum tipis. “Memangnya kenapa aku harus lari?” Suaraku ringan. Seperti bercanda. Dan aku menambahkan tawa kecil yang nyaris seperti embusan napas. Ia tidak tertawa balik. Tatapannya masih dalam. Tangannya tetap menyentuh pipiku—dingin, beraroma logam dan kulit. Lalu aku... ...tersenyum. Tulus. Aku bangkit sedikit dari duduk, mengangkat wajahnya pelan dengan kedua tangan, lalu mencium pipinya. Ciuman itu tak meninggalkan bekas, hanya suara kecil: chu — terdengar manis, polos. Hampir seperti anak kecil yang ingin menunjukkan kasih sayang. “Oh! Kamu pasti lelah?” ucapku ringan. “Malam ini aku cuma buat sup ikan, yang potongannya... agak kacau.” Tanganku menarik ujung bajunya. Pelan. Manja. Membawanya agar berada tepat di atasku. Aku merebahkan tubuhku perlahan ke kasur, tapi kaki masih menapak lantai. Pandanganku tak lepas darinya—melihat dari bawah, dari posisi paling rapuh. “Tapi jangan tanya kenapa potongannya jelek banget…” lanjutku sambil terkikik kecil. “Soalnya tadi pisaunya—” “Pisaunya?” Ia memotong. Suaranya datar. Aku mengangguk pelan. Mataku masih cerah. “Iya, pisaunya berat banget! Kamu beli dari mana, sih? Tajam, serem, tapi keren. Kayak... pisau yang dipakai pembunuh berantai! Hihi~” Beberapa detik, ekspresinya berubah. Bukan marah. Bukan terganggu. Tapi... ada sesuatu di sana. Seolah pikirannya baru saja menabrak kenangan yang seharusnya terkunci rapat. Lalu dengan nada tetap tenang, ia berkata: “Jangan pakai pisau itu lagi. Kau bisa saja terluka.” Jarinya menyusup ke rambutku, lembut tapi dingin. “Besok aku akan memberimu yang lain. Yang lebih... cocok untuk tanganmu.” Lalu bibirnya kembali turun. Ke leherku. Awalnya terasa geli. Tapi cepat berubah menjadi sesuatu yang lebih dalam dari sekadar sentuhan canggung. Nafas kami mulai tak beraturan. Tubuhnya berat di atas tubuhku, membuat ranjang berderit setiap kali ia bergerak. —Novel ini juga tersedia dalam terjemahan bahasa Inggris dengan judul yang sama.

Leo yanked open the door to his cramped, moldy bathroom, needing to pee in the middle of the night. But instead of a leaky faucet and a cracked toilet, he found himself staring into a vast, sun-drenched forest full of impossible colors and towering, alien trees. "What the fuck," he whispered to the silent, beautiful wilderness. "Now what? Should I... should I pee here?"

Situado en una epoca actual un hombre llamado Lars Braun pierde al ser mas preciado en su vida por intentar engañar a las personas menos indicadas, para vengarce hara lo inpensado incluso bajar a lo mas profundo del infierno si es necesario y asi poder alcanzar su objetivo.

Elia wakes up every night in a silent town where time seems frozen. No people, no sounds just the same house across the street and a scream that breaks the quiet at exactly 3:33 a.m That scream belongs to her past a memory she’s tried to bury but can’t escape. Now, for the first time in years, the door to that house is open To move forward, Elia must face the darkness she’s spent a lifetime running from. But some doors, once opened, don’t close easily

Em Mudana Batsu, um planeta distorcido criado pela fusão de vários mundos em um único, o caçador de recompensas Draven vive de missões perigosas e solitárias. Tudo muda quando ele é contratado por um excêntrico e poderoso colecionador para encontrar a lendária Chave do Vazio — uma das sete misteriosas Chaves da Conexão, forjadas durante o cataclísmico evento conhecido como a Ruptura. Agora, Draven embarca em uma jornada repleta de perigos, segredos antigos e revelações que vão muito além de uma única chave — envolvendo todas as outras e a verdadeira origem da Ruptura que moldou o mundo.

No Safe Horizon First came the heat. Then the silence. Then the screams. Ron doesn’t remember the moment the world ended—only the smell of burning skin and the sound of someone he couldn't save. Now, the skies are cracked, the air bites like frost, and the dead refuse to stay dead. He should've died too. But something entered him. Something green… something alive. Beside him walks Prya—fierce, wounded, and just as lost. Together, they move through a nightmare of bloodied streets and frozen bones, clinging to warmth where they can find it—in a shared blanket, a quiet touch, a kiss stolen between screams. But out there in the white silence, something is watching. Something colder than death. There’s nowhere safe anymore. Not even inside your own skin.

Xavier wasn't expecting much from today—maybe a boring meeting, definitely some subpar coffee. What he didn’t expect was a silver lance aimed at his neck, a teenage girl with the attitude of a war-hardened NPC, or getting dragged across several floors like a human mop. When an encounter with a very aggressive seventeen-year-old turns into a rooftop revelation, Xavier learns the impossible: he’s an Executioner, born with a power called a Gate—and monsters are out to kill people like him. No, he doesn’t remember signing up for this. Yes, it’s apparently non-refundable. Add in a teleporting hallway, a superpowered girl who clearly skipped the empathy tutorial, and a muscle-bound giant that could double as a building—and Xavier’s world is flipped upside-down faster than you can say, “I’m hallucinating now.” It’s his first day as an Executioner. He’s already regretting everything.

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Sometimes, Gods walk among us. We just don't notice because we aren't capable of perceiving them as they are. However, when one such Goddess realizes that She is unable to remember who She is supposed to be, history starts to change forever. Join our unnamed Goddess as She travels around our world, meeting with strange Gods and even stranger mortals as She searches for the truth of who She is.

Jean wakes up in a vast, endless field surrounded by strangers—none of them know how they got there, and no matter where they go, they always end up back at the black door in the center. The door leads to a series of deadly trials, each one more twisted than the last. With every challenge he overcomes, Jean grows stronger—but the power he gains begins to strip away his emotions, memories, and humanity. Trapped in a world where survival demands sacrifice, Jean must decide how much of himself he's willing to lose to escape. Jean's cursed to evolve like a monster but loses his humanity with each fight.

In a dystopian world, a thousand years from now, Earth breathes beneath a sky painted in permanent orange, metallurgical effluents make the air from centuries of technological excess. The towering buildings that once sheltered life are now silent monoliths; charging stations for Cy-humans: hybrids of man and machine. All Cy-humans are connected to Supernova; the Augmented City Heart and their sole source of energy, guidance, and existence. Life is orderly. Emotions are dormant. Every day unfolds in a regulated virtual loop. But everything changes when Levita, a Cy-human, encounters a glitch. Suddenly severed from Supernova’s network, Levita begins to feel something forbidden; Emotions. Emotions long thought extinct, as obsolete as humanity itself. Confused and terrified by this strange awakening, she sets off in search of answers. And that’s when she meets him, a Human, a being believed to be extinct. Is her glitch a flaw to be repaired or a key to something greater?

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In a town haunted by ancient legends, Rei Kuzunoha searches for his lost sibling, who mysteriously vanished near a forbidden lake. The townspeople whisper of curses, vengeful spirits, and a dreaded Onryō whose name must never be spoken. Refusing to believe his sibling is dead, Rei uncovers a horrifying truth—he was meant to be the original sacrifice. Marked with the Brand of the Unforgotten, Rei becomes the vessel for a vengeful Onryō fused with the sea's fury, its whispers clawing at his mind, its power threatening to consume him. Now hunted by both the supernatural and the ruthless Shisōkai (Death Burial Society), Rei must unravel the curse’s origins before he loses himself to the entity within—or worse, becomes the next Umi Bōzu. As the line between victim and monster blurs, Rei faces a terrifying question: Was his sibling truly taken by the curse... or did something far worse happen that night?

A lonely girl and a bird — both unable to fly in their own ways — share a silent friendship. She talks to the bird more than people. The bird listens. Sometimes, it sings. But as days pass, its feathers lose color, and its voice fades. The girl learns that the bird doesn’t sing not because it doesn’t love her, but because it sees no sky anymore. And when someone has no sky… They forget how to sing. A short and tender story about emotional captivity, quiet love, and learning to open the cage — even when it hurts .

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Along time ago there were scientist working on a project when everything failed its created A huge explosion everyone almost died some of the scientist or people died from the explosion there are some survivors in Japan

A summary of what happens inside a cultivation harem manhwa .. a parody.

Fukushū no Kage It is a novel that follows the story of Haruto Akiyama, a young man who, after moving to a new city, finds friendship, love, and moments of happiness during his time at Shiroi Academy. With the help of his four friends—Renji, Mikasa, Yuta, and Emi—Haruto experiences unforgettable moments, facing school challenges and creating valuable memories while discovering the true meaning of friendship and hope. Publicaré esta historia en RoyalRoad.com también ..

Ini adalah cerita tentang seorang jurnalis kriminal bernama Cale Heulwan, yang tanpa sengaja terlibat dalam kasus yang jauh lebih besar dari sekadar pembunuhan atau korupsi. Semuanya bermula ketika ia menyaksikan sebuah insiden misterius di tengah malam. Sebuah percakapan. Sebuah letusan senjata. Dan sebuah nama yang berulang kali disebut-Codex. Dari sana, hidupnya berubah. Apa yang awalnya hanya rutinitas mencari berita, perlahan berubah menjadi perburuan. Perburuan yang melibatkan organisasi bayangan, orang-orang berbahaya, dan rahasia yang seharusnya tidak pernah ia ketahui. Cerita ini mengikuti perjalanan Cale... saat ia mencoba mencari kebenaran, bertahan hidup, dan memahami dunia yang ternyata... jauh lebih gelap dari yang ia kira.

Content Warning: This story contains graphic depictions of violence, intense emotional struggles, and mature themes. It explores complex character conflicts, dark fantasy elements, and supernatural themes. Reader discretion is advised. In a world where emotions shape reality, Yūgensekai is split between realms of light and darkness. Each place reflects the inner battles of its people-where fear can give birth to monsters, and hidden desires can tear lives apart. Kuru Aoshima is a young woman trying to find her place in this fractured world. With a past full of loss and mystery, she's on a journey not only to uncover the truth about the world around her but also about herself. She's haunted by her own doubts and struggles, torn between the darkness within her and her search for clarity. In a world where your feelings can turn into powerful, dangerous forces, keeping control isn't just a matter of survival-it's about holding on to who you are. Facing powerful enemies like Raikou Saito, the ruthless leader of a syndicate that trades in suffering, and Serena Akihara, a leader torn by her own inner conflicts, Kuru's journey is full of heartbreak, violence, and moments that test her spirit. As she fights for answers, she is constantly on edge, pushed to the limit, both physically and emotionally. Bloodied and broken, she refuses to give up. But in a place like Yūgensekai, where darkness and light are always at war, how much of yourself can you lose before you're gone forever?