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The Art of Fusion

Leon sat cross-legged in the middle of his dimly lit room, his brows furrowed in intense concentration. A single candle flickered beside him, casting long shadows on his face. With his narrowed eyes, a slightly crooked grin, and his hood draped low over his head, Leon looked less like an innocent 12-year-old experimenting with magic and more like a nefarious villain from a cheap mystery novel. In front of him sat his subject of choice—a small, trembling gray cat with wide, terrified eyes. Its tail twitched nervously, and it tried to edge away, but Leon's outstretched hands blocked its escape. “Don’t be scared,” Leon whispered in a low, gravelly tone, trying to be reassuring. “This will… probably be fine.” To the cat, however, his words sounded like a devilish chant. Its fur bristled as it tried to back away, but Leon gently nudged it closer with a book. “Trust me,” he said again, his grin widening. To the cat, it looked like the grin of a madman. Leon raised his hands, ready to channel his fusion magic. He had this brilliant idea—maybe if he combined the cat’s natural agility with some enchanted fabric, he could create the ultimate stealth companion! He focused, energy swirling in his hands— BAM! The door to his room exploded inward with a deafening crash. “LEON!” shouted a chorus of voices. Startled, Leon’s magic surged uncontrollably. The glowing energy veered off course, missed the cat entirely, and hit the pile of uniforms scattered near his bed. In an instant, there was a brilliant flash of light, a puff of ominous black smoke, and a strange sizzling sound. As the smoke cleared, Leon’s friends—Aiden, Samual, and Felix—stood frozen in the doorway, coughing and waving the smoke away. Their eyes adjusted to the scene: a very guilty-looking Leon, a terrified cat darting under the bed, and the unmistakable sight of a bright red bikini hanging off the edge of Leon’s desk, glimmering faintly with leftover magical energy. “What… the… hell?” Aiden muttered, his gaze darting between Leon and the bikini. Samual blinked, then smirked. “Leon,” he said slowly, his tone dripping with mockery, “I didn’t know you had… interesting hobbies.” Felix, the youngest of the group and usually the quietest, pointed at the smoke still curling from the bikini and whispered, “Is that… black magic?” “Wait, no!” Leon exclaimed, scrambling to his feet. “It’s not what it looks like! I was fusing! The magic just… misfired!” Samual crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, sure, Leon. Because the first thing every 12-year-old fuses is a bikini. Totally normal.” Aiden leaned against the doorframe, pretending to look thoughtful. “It must be black magic,” he said with a mock-serious tone. “How else could a loser like Leon accidentally summon a bikini?”
Silver_Cloud_ · 1.1K Views

The Art of Shadows

In the treacherous world of Eldoria, where noble bloodlines wield dark magic and ruthless ambition, Sienna Daelith awakens to a twisted new reality—reborn as the infamous villainess of House Daelith. Once an ordinary woman in the modern world, she now inhabits the body of a woman destined for a gruesome downfall. Her family, led by her cruel and power-hungry father, Darius Daelith, is embroiled in a deadly power struggle driven by dark magic, betrayal, and a thirst for immortality. Determined to rewrite her fate, Sienna navigates the deadly web of political intrigue and manipulation, knowing she must outwit both her family and their enemies if she hopes to survive. At the heart of this struggle lies Emery Aelthar, a prisoner in her family’s dungeons, poisoned and tortured—key to her survival, yet destined to bring about her family's ruin. To alter her destiny, Sienna must ally herself with those who seek to destroy her, while mastering the dangerous game of shadows that surrounds her. As House Daelith spirals deeper into madness, Sienna faces impossible choices, torn between loyalty, manipulation, and survival. In a world where trust is a rare commodity, she must use every ounce of her wit, charm, and strength to forge her own path. But with enemies lurking in every corner and her father’s growing suspicion, the chains of fate tighten around her. The only way out is to become just as ruthless as the monsters around her. Will she break free of the tragic fate that awaits her, or will she become another victim of House Daelith’s cruelty?
skyefaye · 1.3K Views

Lunar Integration: I Overtake My Brother As Alpha

In a world where humans and demi-humans coexist in harmony, Rengoku Muhei has lived his life in the shadow of his older brother, the revered Wolf Blood Alpha. But when an unstoppable threat arises, one that could bring his brother's reign to an end, Rengoku realizes his moment has come. To prepare for a future where he may need to assume his brother's role, he must train relentlessly, rising through the grueling ranks of the Hunter Society to unlock his hidden Lunar power. On this path, Rengoku encounters allies and adversaries alike, each shaping his journey toward the Alpha's throne. *** The sound of the blade caressing swished through the air as Rengoku tossed the cut blade into the air and letting it fall back into his palm. "Huh?... Rengo..." Taro let out a surprising gasp, he wasn't sure what he had in mind but in that split second, he realized that Rengoku had an aura of calmness surrounding him. "If only you were a lot less bloodthirsty... Tatsuya". Rengoku continued. "Really... Tell me brat, what do you intend to do with that broken blade?" Tatsuya replied. "Oh this is going right through your chest..." Ren assured as he used the blade to physically draw a imaginary line that corresponded with the scar that ran through Tatsuya's face. "Don't make me laugh... Idiot," Tatsuya sneered, a sneer that Ren found oddly disconcerting. "I wasn't trying to," Ren replied, his voice calm despite the tension. He shifted his hand away from Tatsuya’s frame, his fingers curling around the broken blade - a weapon that was now his only hope. With a calculated flick, the blade was launched skyward, its trajectory tracing a deadly arc directly above Tatsuya. A slight forward and backward movement of his wrist helped him gauge the distance, and with a burst of determination, Ren propelled the blade with all his might. "Huh?" Taro gasped, his eyes widening in shock as he watched the spectacle unfold. "You missed... Brat!" Tatsuya taunted, a sneer returning to his lips. "Are you sure about that?" Ren replied, his voice low and steady. In that split second, as the blade whistled through the air, Ren's mind raced. 'Did I miss? If it goes according to plan, I'll be able to do what he taught... Yes, I think I can pull it off now. Activate the technique and release it immediately, so I don't destroy too much unintentionally.' 'One...' he steadied himself, his fist poised like a spear, ready to strike. 'Two...' 'Three...' The clanging sound of metal against rock echoed through the night, a violent symphony of force and resistance. With his eye, Ren caught the spark caused by the collision, a brief flash that ignited his next move. He took off with great speed, the wind whistling past him as he closed the distance between him and Tatsuya. Tatsuya, saw Rengoku's approach and prepared himself for the impending attack. But he was unaware of the blade that had deflected off the boulder, hurtling straight toward his back. The blade pierced deep into his right shoulder blade, a searing pain that disoriented him and shattered his focus. As he reeled from the unexpected strike, Ren's attack was already in motion. "Tsuki Jutsu," Ren intoned, his voice low and commanding. "Akai Satsu." [Lunar Technique: Red Death]. *** WARNING: THERE WILL BE A FEW ELEMENTS IN THIS NOVEL THAT'LL BE WRITTEN IN JAPANESE, BUT NOT TO WORRY I WILL DO MY BEST WITH THE TRANSLATION. SYMPOSIUM: THIS NOVEL IS ONE FOR THE ANIME FANS AS IT IS INSPIRED BY JAPANESE ANIME WITH LOTS OF FIGHT SCENES, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AND POWER STRUGGLE SURROUNDING THE MALE LEAD. YOUR SUPPORT WOULD BE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED. ENJOY.
Tenzen_Sama · 313 Views

Art of Cuckoldry: The Dominance System

Dick's life has always been sh*t—bullied, belittled, and ignored by his family. But when he stumbles upon a mysterious system that gives him the power to dominate both his body and the people around him, everything changes. No more playing the victim. Now, he's the one pulling the strings, and he's not just going to survive—he's going to thrive. With his newfound strength and confidence, Dick rises from the ashes of his pathetic life. From gym conquests to manipulating his family, no one is safe from his plans. Whether it's his stepsister, spoiled rich girls, or even the women who thought they were untouchable, Dick takes what he wants, and they all submit in the end. This isn’t your fairytale redemption arc. This Cinderella f*cks. Warnings: Power Games Galore: Expect manipulation, mind games, and a whole lot of domination. Nobody’s safe from Dick’s rise to power—whether they like it or not. Explicit Sexual Content: This isn’t a romance novel; it’s a f*ckfest of control. Detailed sex scenes abound, so if you're here for the smut, strap in. Soft-Incest Tag: Yes, there's family drama... but not the kind you're used to. Step-siblings, step-mothers, and step-cousins are all on the table(or on the bed, counter...)—and, let’s just say, things get complicated. Psychological Warfare: Dick plays with minds as much as bodies. Expect emotional manipulation, submission, and plenty of characters wrestling with power dynamics. Revenge Served Hot: Bullied? Belittled? Ignored? Not anymore. This is a revenge story with a twist—Cinderella might be f*cked over, but he’s doing the f*cking now. Not Your Grandma’s Fairytale: No swooning heroines or happy endings here (well, those kinds of happy endings). This is dark, gritty, and unapologetic. Morally Gray at Best: The characters don’t play nice. This is a story about power, domination, and control, where morality is often optional. Strong Language: If you don’t like swearing or sharp-tongued characters, this isn’t the story for you. Expect plenty of harsh words to go with the harsh deeds. Abso-fucking-lutely No R*pe, Forcing, Drugging, or H*rassing: Everything that happens is consensual, even when it’s manipulative. No lines are crossed when it comes to force or coercion.
DickWithaCapitalD · 223.4K Views
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