Minions Panic

TRANSMIGRATED A coffee shop cashier girl loves reading novels, especially romantic novels. However, on her way home from work, someone pushed her into a fountain in a city park. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was transmigrated to the body of a girl who turned out to be a character from the novel she was reading! "What has happened? How did I wake up here!" she said in panic as she looked at herself in the mirror. "No way! I became the villain of this novel?!" Celestial Esme Damanor, a villain who was hated by everyone, even her own family. "Shameless woman! You don't belong in this family!" Even until the end of her life, she died in a miserable. Alone and burning with the flames of hatred. However, when a girl woke up as a Celestial, everything was different from what was in the novel. "Everyone loved her so much? Then what exactly is it that they turned against you, Celestial?" What really happened to Celestial and what secrets lie behind it? Who exactly was the one who had to suffer this? And what led her to wake up in Celestial's body 3 years before her death?

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector comes to carve a payment from her body, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain permits only male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything is going according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold and unwavering authority, starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison of its own as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath cold allure lies a darkness Violet can’t ignore, a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

A lot seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the usual dark brown to white. It was really confusing, early at school his hair was dark brown, so what happened between the few minutes they were apart. "Dean",Audrey hurried towards him but he raised his left hand up to stop her in her tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath, with all that his gaze was on the ground "But-", Audrey tried stepping forward. "Don't", he said raising his head to look at her directly,she could see his face clearly now. At school his iris held a little bit of color but right now,it had non. His eyes were so clear he looked blind. "Dean what's happening to you",Audrey cried in panic. She didn't know what was going on with Dean, what hurt her the most was he didn't want her next to him. How can she help him if she can't get close, but even with that she was still stubborn. Dean was at the far end of his room, bit by bit Audrey covered the gap."It's Time",Dean said trying to play down his emotion, but it could'nt be hidden. "What is Time?", Audrey asked confused walking to him slowly. "Dean you're scaring me". As she tried walking towards him, she felt as tho she was being pushed back, the closer the distance between them,the harder it was for her to come close. "Time for me to go-ah",Dean groan holding his side. “Dean!”, Audrey exclaimed, she increased her pace but the force was strong and the injury she had under her feet didn't make it any better. "He has come", he said letting out a dry cough. "Who has come?",Audrey asked. What is time?who has come?, she asked herself. "Mortem", Dean said with short of breath. . Life has never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. she works extra and hard to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he to was taken. luck hasn't always been on her side, will she pick herself up and keep pushing, or will she succumb to the bad luck holding her down. note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on pure imagination The schools, characters and places are not real

“The greatest villain in the world? That’s me?!” Kade, a struggling actor, wakes up in a strange fantasy land where everyone thinks he is Kaedus, a feared Dark Lord destined to rule or be defeated by the heroes. With no idea how to use magic or fight, Kade decides to rely on his acting skills to survive. It seems easy enough, until his "loyal" minions start scheming, the hero’s party begins closing in, and the prophecy about his downfall might actually be true. Pretending to be a villain was supposed to be simple, but staying alive might cost Kade more than he ever imagined.

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

Harley thought it was just another day at the office—a routine evening spent balancing spreadsheets and sipping cold coffee. But when the ground trembled beneath his feet and a fiery explosion tore through the city, his ordinary life was shattered in an instant. Amidst the chaos of burning wreckage and collapsing buildings, something far more horrifying emerged: the dead didn’t stay dead. The lifeless bodies scattered across the streets began to rise, their unnatural movements spreading panic and terror faster than the flames. Now trapped in a city plunged into nightmare, Harley must fight to survive and uncover the truth behind the catastrophe. With his life and humanity hanging by a thread, he’s about to discover how far he’s willing to go when the rules of the world no longer apply. When the sky falls and the dead rise, what would you do to stay alive?

In a world ravaged by the sudden appearance of mysterious gates, humanity is besieged by monstrous creatures from other realms. These dungeons, teeming with deadly threats, demand the protection of skilled Hunters—individuals with extraordinary abilities who brave these perilous environments. They are ranked from H, the weakest, to S, the strongest, with mythical ranks like SS, SSS, SSR, SSLR, and the elusive M rank emerging through extensive research. At the pinnacle, the God rank offers the ultimate power to reshape or destroy reality itself. Aiden "Aiden" Mercer is an H-rank Hunter, struggling to make ends meet as a miner in the crumbling urban sprawl of Neo Haven. His daily battle is not just against the dangers of the mines but also against the financial strain of supporting his ill mother and ensuring his younger sister Lily's education. With their father missing and his memories a distant shadow, Aiden’s life is a relentless grind of survival and responsibility. Everything changes when Aiden uncovers a dark artifact buried deep within the mine—a pulsating orb that grants him a mysterious power. This power, bestowed by a sentient entity known as "The System," transforms Alex into an evolved necromancer. With the ability to command the dead, convert defeated bosses into powerful minions, and manipulate souls to enhance his strength, Aiden’s life takes an extraordinary turn. As Aiden rises through the ranks, from H to M, he faces trials that test his newfound abilities and his resolve. Each victory in the dungeons brings him closer to unraveling the mysteries of the gates and his father's disappearance. Along the way, Aiden builds a formidable team, including Elena, a fiery elemental mage with whom he shares a deepening bond, and Selene, a high-ranking member of the enigmatic Shadow Syndicate. The Syndicate’s support, coupled with Aiden's growing power, propels him into the heart of a cosmic struggle. As Aiden ascends to the ranks of God, he gains the ability to alter reality itself. But with such power comes great responsibility. Alex must navigate the treacherous politics of the Syndicate, confront dark forces intent on exploiting the gates, and fulfill his role as the Eternal Gatekeeper. Faced with the looming threat of an otherworldly invasion, Aiden chooses to embrace his role as a guardian rather than a destroyer. With his minions—ranging from Soldiers to Celestials—and the guidance of The System, Aiden stands as the last line of defense against the encroaching darkness. His journey is one of epic battles, personal growth, and the relentless pursuit of justice for his family and humanity. "Shadowbound Ascension: The Necromancer's Journey" is a thrilling saga of action, intrigue, and transformation, blending urban fantasy and sci-fi elements into a powerful narrative of strength, sacrifice, and redemption.

Sunny never thought he’d end up dealing with a dragon. A dragon and its egg. But this isn’t just about the egg—it’s about proving himself. Proving he’s not his younger brother’s shadow, maybe even earning the respect and love his parents hand out so easily to everyone but him. The plan’s simple (sort of): team up with the Ravenhood sisters—a group of scary, unusual girls who kidnapped him and also think they’re taking advantage of him (spoiler: it’s the other way around)—find the egg, and ditch them before they realize he’s keeping it for himself. Easy, right? Wrong. The journey’s a nightmare. Half the group can’t tell left from right or east from west, and the other half outright hates him. Then there are the flying gargoyles,vampire minions(goblins) throwing live coconuts and bananas (yes, really they had holes for eyes and ears), and lost boys lurking in mud looking to pull people in. And that's just the start. Things start to spiral when secrets bubble to the surface, allies revealed turn into enemies, and Sunny has to figure out who’s actually on his side. Suddenly, the egg isn’t the only thing that matters—he’s caught in the middle of betrayals, accusations, and spooks at every turn! When strangers show up, ready to strangle the truth out of him, and everyone’s convinced he’s a traitor, Sunny’s left with an impossible choice. Should he stick to the plan and risk losing the people he’s starting to care about—or throw everything away to protect them? Either way, he might lose. But maybe, just maybe, he’ll figure out who he really is along the way. (SpoilerAlert:he falls in love, you figure out who).

Arthur just wanted a break—from dead-end jobs, mounting debt, and to marry his girlfriend. Dumped on their anniversary, now with a broken heart. Pushed over the edge, he dies in a fatal crash, waking up in the game world of [Albion's Fall Online] filled with monsters, dungeons, and deadly beasts. His only hope? The EX-rank class—[Overlord]. An unknown and dangerous class with unlimited potential—with a dangerous cost. S-Rank Charisma: Enhances charm and grants negotiation bonuses. (CHA+100) SS-Rank Mana Eater: Devour mana—and attributes from living beings and cores. SSS-Rank Overlord’s Path: A path of domination. Summoned Minions will increase all attributes by 1 each time they level. With only two summoned wolves, Scarlet and Violet, Arthur must carve out his dominion from nothing—starting with clearing goblin-infested villages and defending an indebted old knight. But this world isn’t forgiving. Noble conspiracies, dungeon waves, and rival adventurers stand in his way. Worse, his summons are tied to his survival, and the shadows whisper warnings of what’s coming. To rise, Arthur must conquer. To conquer, he must dominate. To dominate he must kill. [Hidden Quest Triggered—The Dominion Begins.]

In a world where magic isn’t just a tool but the very fabric of existence, young Poll Nightvale is about to flip the script—and maybe the universe—on its head. Don’t let his unassuming name fool you. Poll is no background character. Behind that innocent, wide-eyed look lies a sneaky bastard with manipulation skills sharp enough to sell ice to a frost giant. Combine that with badass scientific know-how, and you’ve got someone who can outwit a council of wizards and build a mana-powered doomsday device before breakfast. When Poll awakens to his dormant mana powers, he quickly learns that magic isn’t all sparkles and fun. It’s unruly, chaotic, and dangerously addictive—kind of like him. But instead of sticking to the traditional methods, Poll decides to chart his own course, blending arcane arts with cutting-edge science to create something entirely new. Of course, this path is littered with explosive experiments, accidental genius, and more than a few plans that sound insane… until they work. Things take a dark turn when Poll stumbles upon mana corruption, a sinister force that twists and warps everything it touches. This isn’t just a challenge—it’s a world-ending catastrophe in the making. But does Poll panic? Nope. He smirks, rolls up his sleeves, and gets to work. Armed with his sharp mind, dubious charm, and a team of loyal (and occasionally exasperated) companions, he sets out to tackle the impossible. At his side are his fiercely protective mother, Seraphina; his stoic, sword-wielding father, Eryndor; and his chaotic crew of allies—Lira, the fire-obsessed wizard who believes “more flames” is always the answer; Kaida, the silent assassin who lets her blade do the talking; and Elowen, the gentle shield mage with untapped power and unshakable resolve. Together, they face a world where allies can’t always be trusted, enemies lurk in the shadows, and Poll’s questionable plans are often their best hope. As Poll grapples with the forces of mana and his own chaotic ambitions, he learns that being a hero isn’t about playing by the rules. It’s about bending them, breaking them, and occasionally rewriting them entirely. Because when the stakes are this high, and the odds this slim, you need someone who can think outside the box—and maybe set it on fire for good measure. Join Poll Nightvale on a journey of explosive discovery, cunning schemes, and chaotic brilliance as he forges his destiny, one sneaky move at a time. In a world teetering on the edge of destruction, he’s not just a beacon of hope—he’s the unpredictable spark that sets everything into motion.

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.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestle against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

They thought he was cannon fodder, but he was actually a monster. A huge silver gate that could reach the clouds suddenly appeared in the world. People were randomly disappearing and summoned by the gate for a trial. When they returned, some of them got treasures that gave them the ability to fly and wield magic. They were called Exonns. All of them could wield light magic, but it was a lot weaker compared to other elements. Rhys Creed was a man who made a living as a delivery truck driver. He was summoned and got the ability that only wield light magic. They thought he had a common treasure, but it was actually an extraordinary treasure. --- A demon laughed when he saw the white armor on Rhys. "My minions, go and teach this cannon fodder a lesson." LIGHT OF JUDGMENT BOOM! The demons were annihilated. --- Exonns sneered. "How could a cannon fodder dare to fight a demon's army alone?! Does he think he is a hero?!" The demon's army was annihilated. The exonns turned silent. He was not a cannon fodder. He was a monster. --- The book is a WSA entry. It means a lot if you can support the book with your vote.

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Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet.

Juno was a small canon fodder who died early, just after she appeared in the plot. She was the kind of character that only had a few lines in the entire novel. She was rarely mentioned, and if she was, it was only for a few seconds. Every time she crossed over, she would do her best to avoid the characters in the novel and used all kinds of martial arts just to survive. The big villain squeezed the face of the little cannon fodder Juno: Follow me, and you can keep your life. Juno wiped her face and refused solemnly: I am not that kind of person. Later, Ji Mo: Ah,... it’s really fragrant!

"Who am I?" The question hits me like a frying pan to the face as I wake up in a dimly lit shed that reeks of mildew and regret. My memory? Wiped cleaner than a crime scene. My composure? Currently MIA. Replacing it? A delightful cocktail of terror and existential dread, shaken, not stirred. The shed is a Pinterest fail of nightmares: blood dripping from the ceiling (artsy, really), creepy symbols etched into the walls (probably cursed), and a general vibe that screams you’re not supposed to be here. And let’s not forget the cherry on top—the suffocating feeling of being watched. Lovely. Every instinct I have is shouting, Get out now! But where exactly am I supposed to go? The walls are practically breathing, humming like they know all my secrets, which is impressive considering I don’t even know them myself. No name, no memories, no idea what fresh hell this is—just me, my rising panic, and the unsettling realization that survival might not even be the point. But hey, when the alternative is becoming wall graffiti for a haunted shed, I guess I don’t have much of a choice.

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

Aeris Anderson is a small time journalist from Hailey, New York who just got a shot for his dream job at a News network in Manhattan. He has his life set in front of him, all he needs is to get to work and start doing it. Unfortunately, due to a sudden turn of events, he fell onto Death's arms In a state of panic, he struggles and finds a way back to the world of the living. Meanwhile Death, who is secretly in love with Aeris, tries to find a way to bring him back to the world of the living. Somewhere along the way, they discover the reason behind the string of events was a convoluted plot to bring Lucia Night Shade back into the planes of existence. Death and Aeris, along side the Council of Grimm Reapers and the Pillars of life, must stop her reincarnation lest it will be the end of existence.

The journey of Mr Luka Fabio, a detective under Era organization,discovering the story behind the murder of his brother Escarbo just began, as his commander assigned him a task in Detroit to find out the plans of the minions of his brother's killer. On the other hand Myra Cairo is a prosecutor and advocate of crime and homicide investigations and was suddenly partnered with an old friend and hades himself Mr Luka after getting caught up in her sister's crime. Would they answer the long intended question of who is the killer?

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

Having been reborn as a Greater Succubus, Lilith finally embarks on her adventure outside of her Village. With her childhood friends (minions) by her side, she aims to lead a life free from responsibilities and expectations. Having suffered as a Hero in her previous life, Lilith wants no part of the spotlight and is very content in accumulating her strength while behaving like a pure healer to everybody watching. Would the World Admins force her into another struggle against the new Demon Lord, or would Lilith just shrug it all away as she focuses on enjoying her own sexcapades? Follow Lilith as she adventures around the world, seeking fun and pleasures that she rarely got to experience in her first life. ... This story is a Fan continuation of a series 'A Hero turned Succubus Tale' and is in no way intented to disrespect or damage the Author's original work. While hoping for the Author to be well and healthy, while also hoping that they start to publish the story again, this series hopes to expand on the story and to cure the bout of disappointment that remained within me due to the hiatus. This story will have lots of sex, but some plot as well, so it would be a mixed bag of those things. With Lilith being a Succubus, the mature content is inevitable here, right? And, just as said by the Author 'The_World_Tree1048' before, I too admire the popular works like 'Tales of a Seductress', 'A Goblin's evolution' and a few other unnamed novels. Really great inspirations to make you feel like typing something out as well. ... I really hope to see the story till the end, but real life often hampers in between. If you guys can, please support the Fan continuation to help me keep my motivation level up, and to let me know if what I am doing is actually worth the time or not through the novel specific tier ('Tier a' possibly?) Writing Fan continuations for hiatus novels became a hobby of mine before I knew it, and I hope to continue it too! What would I do with the fundings? Well, I need to take some costly skill courses to supplement my ongoing graduation degree and to earn some big bucks in the real life too! Help me out here guys!! patr.eon.com/ImmortalGod (Remove the dot after patr) . .. ... *Cough!* S-Sorry about that... it just came out that way. Ahem... The novels I choose depends on my own preferences (Slice of life, Romance, Smut, Slow life, Comedy, Childcare, Family, etc.), while I defintely hope not to encounter a select few ones (Horror, Propaganda/Political, Ntr, some Martial Arts ones?). However, you could commission your own desired hiatus novel too. 'Tier d' of my Patreon page is specifically for Fan commissions and as long as the work stays commissioned, the releases never halt, planned to be weekly releases directly published on public platforms like ScribbleHub, WebNovel or Wattpad. Please note that there is a limit to my ability and time and I could only possibly have 5 novels Fan commissioned concurrently, other than my own picks from Tiers a, b or c. For any further than that, I would have to note them on the waiting list. The chosen Fan commissions would be mentioned on the Tier d listing, and if there are any spots open, they would be reflected there as well. More info on my Patr.eon Page: patr.eon.com/ImmortalGod (Remove the dot after patr) ...

Uzu Hiko always considered himself ordinary—neither the smartest nor the fastest. But finding chess gave him a way to see life differently, a game of strategy and endless possibilities. Now in his second year of high school, Uzu is determined to climb even higher, surrounded by his best friends Tai Momo, Ono Lamia, Sen Kai, and Yuuki Alive. What begins as an ordinary school day takes an extraordinary turn when a brilliant light engulfs their cafeteria during lunch. The five friends are pulled from their world into a mysterious land called Jambudweep. There, they are greeted by King Aryarama Dweep and his daughter, Rimu, who explain their sudden arrival. Summoned as “heroes,” Uzu and his friends are tasked with saving Jambudweep from the looming threat of demons. Confused and scared, the group struggles to make sense of their new reality. While others panic, Uzu steps up, urging them to stay calm. But as the gravity of their mission becomes clear, one question lingers: Why were they chosen ?, and what role will each of them play in this battle between light and darkness? "who manipulated the summoning? from our world or m.. may be someone from The five hero's world." ___ Instagram: zero.shunya.0

**Mature Content** [I hope the day never comes when I can’t find a reason to keep loving you, for you are my every reason.] ********************* Yoon Haeun, a quirky 27-year-old chaebol heir and who runs a game company, is often pestered by his unconventional mother about settling down and having children. As an omega who has never experienced his heat cycle, Haeun is constantly set up with alphas by his mother. Unfortunately, the pheromones of these alphas usually make him nauseous and disgusted. Everything changes when Haeun meets Cheon Yeongsoo a third-generation heir whom he has previously disliked. When Haeun encounters Yeongsoo’s pheromones, he is unexpectedly enveloped in a sense of safety and comfort—a feeling he’s never experienced before. As Haeun’s heat cycle arrives, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to Yeongsoo. Three days later, Haeun wakes up disoriented in Yeongsoo’s bed, his mind racing with confusion and a surge of panic. The room is unfamiliar, and the scent of Yeongsoo’s pheromones is overpowering. He tried to piece together the fragments of his memory from the night before, only to realize the gravity of his situation. The man he’s long disliked is now his unlikely savior, and the last thing Haeun wanted was to admit how much he had grown to need Yeongsoo. **Excerpt** Haeun looked up at Yeongsoo with a pout, his hand resting on his pregnant belly. “Will you still love me if I weigh 200kg and become very ugly?” Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling Haeun close and gently hugging his bulging stomach. “You’re already displeasing to the eyes, so it doesn’t really matter.” Haeun’s eyes welled up as he looked at Yeongsoo,obviously hurt. “Are you saying I’m ugly?” Yeongsoo’s smile softened as he held Haeun, brushing his fingers through his hair. “Whether you weigh 200kg or become ugly, you’ll always be the prettiest person in my eyes. Why? Because I love you. You’re my everything, Haeun. And no matter what, that won’t ever change.” Haeun’s heart swelled, a tear slipping down his cheek as he snuggled closer. “You really know how to make everything feel okay.” Yeongsoo kissed his forehead tenderly. “That’s because being with you is the best part of my life.” --- GT gifts-> 1-3 chapters (depending on amount) Gifts—> 1-5 or a mass release depending on how high the gift will be. Win-win ranks- 5 chapters or more after meeting each tier! Extra chapters-> gotten from points and comments (1-2 chapters) ^^

“What do you think you are doing with my father?” Henry asked in panic. “Giving him a son he would be proud of,” I replied with a slight smile. ••• The famous Musk family were known for their riches and prestige, but mostly because Hozier Musk, who came from nothing, had made a name for himself. Along the line, he realized his sons had become arrogant with his wealth. So he decided to put them to a test. He disappeared from their lives for eight years, but he gave his son a task, and whoever won would own a greater share of his wealth. Now Henry, his second son, married a wife who helped him build his reputation and wealth till he was richer and more successful than his brother, but he ended up divorcing her. But as fate might have it, Emily, his ex-wife, met his father, and she took matters into her own hands. But it doesn’t end there, as things got drastic really quickly. 

The disciples who had just joined the sect rushed over in panic and reported: "Master, something terrible has happened! Elder Senior Brother is robbing people of their money!" "Don't make a fuss. That's your Elder Senior Brother working for our benefits!" "Elder Senior Brother is kidnapping people and extorting them!" "Oh, I've already told you that it's your Elder Senior Brother working for our benefits!" "But, Elder Senior Brother has been possessed by the devil. We should do something about it, right?" "Congratulations! His cultivation has finally made progress!" "But, Elder Senior Brother has even killed people!" "Then why don't you go and help? Disciples of the sect, grab your weapons!"

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In a world where the forces of good and evil are locked in an eternal struggle, a decisive battle unfolds on a sunlit battlefield. On one side, the humans stood in disciplined rows, their armor gleaming in the sunlight, banners fluttering in the wind. On the other side, a lone figure in a dark robe, eyes glowing red, and a crazed smile on his face, stood defiantly. "Devil, surrender now or face our wrath!" the leader of the human army commanded. The so-called devil remained silent, raising his hand and beckoning them with a taunting gesture. "Come get me," his motion seemed to say. That was the signal. The army charged forward, weapons raised, determined to vanquish the evil before them. But as the battle commenced, it quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. The devil moved with terrifying speed and power, cutting down soldiers left and right. The cries of the fallen filled the air, and those at the back, seeing the hopelessness of their fight, turned and fled in panic. "Running away, are we?" the devil sneered. "Don't think you'll escape alive!" He pursued them relentlessly, his massacre unceasing until only the leader remained, standing amidst the carnage. "You truly are a devil," the leader gasped, his voice trembling. "I am not the devil," the figure replied, his voice cold and menacing. "I am Blackheart." With that, Blackheart seized the leader's head and, with a gruesome twist, tore it from his body. Holding the severed head aloft, he shouted to the heavens, "Are you going to keep watching, oh 'god,' or do I need to do more to get your attention?" His crazed smile never wavered as he awaited a response from the silent sky. --------------------------------------------------------- Will the god respond to Blackheart's taunt, or will the world be left to face his wrath alone? What is Blackheart's true purpose, and why does he seek the attention of the divine? Can anyone stand against Blackheart's overwhelming power, or is humanity doomed to fall before him? Find out in THE DEVIL'S SUCCESSOR SYSTEM