John Wick The Bodies He Buried That Day

John was an exorcist who tries to help innocent people from the grasps of ghosts and other evil entities. He believes that he is helping those people in need, but is that true? Did he really help those people? He didn't want to believe the other way, those who raised him taught that. He has a secret that even he himself doesn't know. What would happen is that those in the opposite faction take advantage of this and try to manipulate everything. The powers that he has will end those innocent people's lives? Did he finally get corrupted according to the enemies? Let's dive into the story of Jauary John and find the answers.

Joshua Martin was a military scientist, a visionary at the forefront of humanity’s greatest technological leap—the creation of a near-limitless energy source. But just as he stood on the precipice of success, his life was cut short. The reason for his death? A mystery he never got to solve. Now, he awakens in a world of swords and nobility, in the frail, dying body of Aldric Ravensbourne—a disgraced noble known for arrogance, wastefulness, and failure. With his newfound title comes from a prestigious house hold, Son of a Duke, and a people who curse his name. But Joshua now Aldric, is no ordinary noble. Armed with his knowledge of science, strategy, and leadership, he refuses to let this world’s limitations bind him. If war is inevitable, he will forge weapons unseen by any kingdom. If famine looms, he will revolutionize agriculture. If corruption festers, he will tear down the old order and rebuild it anew. But as he rises, whispers of his miraculous transformation spread. Old enemies lurk in the shadows, and even greater forces beyond his understanding take interest in the man who should have died. In a world ruled by tradition, will innovation be his greatest weapon—or his downfall? (This book was written with AI-assisted editing and refinement, but all ideas, characters, and storytelling still originate from me.)

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

[Recommended New Book by the Author: "Rebirth of a Powerful Figure with Many Masks"] An Xiaomian was pregnant. She wanted to get an abortion, but the father of her little bun suddenly showed up at her doorstep, forcefully invading her life, insisting that she give birth to the child. She didn't want to, yet the man fiercely confined her and monitored her 24 hours a day.

Ann, a corporate slave in the modern life, suddenly couldn't resist her body's drowsiness and fell asleep after working non-stop for... who-knows-how-long. Her sleep wasn't a good one as she was overly worried she wouldn't be able to finish her work. When she finally woke up, she was greatly shocked. An unknown room, an unknown man with his icy expression, and moreover, the man addressed her as "Arlea", and not "Ann". And then she finally realized. She somehow ended up in the body of "Arlea"-a villainess in the fantasy/romance novel she had read in the past, when she still had free time to relax. To make things worse, she remembered that in the next one year, she-Arlea-was fated to die. 'In such a situation, what should I do?' 'Let's think seriously of a way to overturn the situation?' 'But hold on, what if I can't change the scenario? Why bother?' Having lived her days in the modern life as a serious and restrained woman who became a corporate slave to her death, Ann finally decided... to spend her additional 365 days to live freely as she likes! ------- Note: - Just like my other book, I'm posting this novel mainly in my site (convallariaslibrary.com). - If you'd like to support this book and gain access to advanced chapter(s), you can go to: patreon.com/ConvallariasLibrary, for one-time donation go to: https://ko-fi.com/A1864CG3 - Join my Discord server and discuss this series with other readers: discord.gg/ty5tZEz

Emily Laurent has spent her entire life trying to prove herself to her cold rich father, who sees her love of art as a distraction, not a destiny. She dreamt to go and study at the legendary Académie des Beaux-Arts in Paris, but instead, she buys a mysterious painting at a flea market—and now she’s trapped in Otherworld Paris. She plunges into the world of dangerous power plays, artistic explorations, and magical seductions at the Wicked Delights Academy—not fine arts exactly, but something cooler—and soon finds herself in a bisexual love triangle. Survive the Academy. Master the magic. Resist the temptation. (Or don’t. It’s much more fun that way. Paris is still Paris!)

Lila Evadne's life is as composed as her music—until an invitation to her ex's wedding threatens to unravel everything. Lured to a secluded, private island for her past lover's nuptials, she only had two things in mind: the past and the future. Surrounded by her friends from high school, Charlie, a determined journalist and Rafe, a man with a hidden past of his own, Lila expected nothing but a weekend of forced politeness and distant memories. As the island grows more isolated with each passing day, strange things begin to happen. In the isolated paradise, no one is safe from the web of deception spun by Nathaniel’s obsessive desire to reclaim what he lost. Love, betrayal, and deadly secrets collide, leaving Lila with an impossible choice: escape the island—and the tangled web of her past—or face the consequences of a love that might just kill her.

“Is it too much to ask not to be disregarded?” This question often arises in moments when respect feels difficult to find although It might be the sentiment of someone who would get easily offended. “I’m not sensitive!” Sure, whatever you say. Join us on the journey of a girl named Sayaka. Self-absorbed most of the time and trys hard to get back to her reality, navigating her way with the help of a blunt and insensitive system by her side.

A horror novel writer, Kaelen Verin, inherits an abandoned house on the outskirts of a modern city. No one wants to speak about its past, and the locals regard him with fear. However, what he discovers inside is more terrifying than anything he has ever written. Inside, he finds an old manuscript titled "A Broken House and Dead Bodies" – the exact title of the novel he intended to write. The problem? The book is fully written. And it tells his story. With each page he reads, the events described begin to become reality. The corpses mentioned in the text appear in the house, shadows from the past whisper impossible truths, and a cursed medieval knight, clad in broken armor, tries to kill him, accusing him of "creating him and condemning him."

Kyle Fowler is the young master of the Viscount household Fowler House A slice of life story in a magic academy setting But will that stay true after discovering the dark past of his family?

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

The Pearl of Poisonous Heaven in hand, inheriting the blood of the Evil God, Cultivating the power that defies heaven. A generation of Evil Gods rules over all. Yun Che is a descendant of the Yun family from the Illusory Demon Realm. Not long after his birth, his parents were pursued and hunted due to the Cycle Mirror. Xiao Ying, a close friend of his father, swapped him with his own child to protect his life. During the pursuit, Yun Che was injured, resulting in his spiritual veins being congenitally disabled, preventing him from advancing beyond the first level of the Initial Spirit Realm. At the age of 16, on his wedding day, he was poisoned to death, triggering the Cycle Mirror, and was reborn into the Cangyun Continent.

When Mara Kline returns to her late grandmother’s remote house in Canada to settle its affairs, she expects dust and silence. Instead, she finds a relic of the past—a rotary phone in the attic that inexplicably rings despite being unplugged. Against her better judgment, she answers. On the other end is Ellie, a frightened girl claiming she is hiding somewhere in the very same house—but in 1999. A masked man with a burlap-covered face and a rusted knife is hunting her. At first, Mara dismisses the calls as a cruel prank or a lingering symptom of her childhood trauma. But soon, reality itself begins to shift. Muddy footprints appear on the hardwood floor when no one is there. Familiar objects rearrange themselves into echoes of her past. A fresh scar forms on her arm, mirroring the injuries Ellie describes in real time. The deeper she digs, the more the house tightens its grip, twisting time and memory until past and present blur into one waking nightmare. As the calls grow more desperate, Mara realizes the masked figure may not be a stranger—it may be something far worse: a manifestation of her father’s grief and rage, shaped by loss and twisted by time. Old diaries appear, filled with entries she doesn’t remember writing. Visions of a childhood she thought she had buried claw their way back into her mind. Trapped in a house that refuses to let go, Mara must unravel the truth before she becomes just another ghost of its history. But even if she breaks the cycle, some echoes never truly fade.

Felon /fè-lun/ Cruel; Wicked. I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. "Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. [I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.] I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. "You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. "I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. "But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief. After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen. Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere. After all, from the moment they met when she was ten, The affectionate man had always treated her like a child. “I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.” For so long, her love for him was unrequited. She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction. Was it because of the long war? The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed. His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar. “This should only be done with someone you love!” “You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.” Eileen was intrigued by this change. And yet, the closer she became with Cesare… She discovered things that defied reason or logic. Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after. “I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.” Everything he did was for her. He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

"What are you doing?" Aita whimpered, never having been humiliated like this before. She tried to close her legs, but another slap landed on her thigh, stinging with force. This time, she cried, her tears a mix of anger and fear. One moment she had been free and happy; the next, she was about to be sold into slavery. Her heart pounded in her chest as the man spread her legs open and looked at her private parts. He inspected her body, his touch invasive and cold, before declaring, "She's a virgin." "Seems all these girls are virgins, huh?" The woman chuckled, turning her gaze to the man. "You guys have done a wonderful job." "Unshackle her and prepare her for auction. We're taking them to the auction house," the woman said, exiting the room.

A random story which doesn't really follow one specific plot, might also not follow a time frame but I don't know, each chapter is a different day (for the most part) Chapter Length will be around 100-200 words, ideally around 150, I will try to upload content daily, if not, I will try to catch up to the chapter count of the supposed number of days If there is any questions suggestions for the novels content please put it in the end of vol chapters I kind of forgot what else I wanted to add to the synopsis, sooo uhhhhhh, comment a suggestion with what to replace this section with??

"I am but a poor girl trying to make a living in this god forsaken world. But it's really been too long. I think I have been in this world for 2 years already, and at first I was afraid, I was petrified....." and just as Saya was about to break into a full sing and dance performance, she noticed a golden patch hiding behind a bush. "What the hell!" she exclaimed. "What's a grown a*s man doing here sleeping in the middle of nowhere? " "Oh wow! This is the most good looking guy that I have come across in both worlds". She was mesmerized by his facial features that seems to be sculpted by the Gods. "Is this what prince charming looks like?" And that's how it started.

Zyryl is a black sheep in her family, add that her father doted her silly making everyone hated her more. She felt that her siblings always took notice of every little things she did. good or bad, she felt isolated.alone. After she left, the apocalypse began. fighting for survival zyryl would never thought that in time of need her family sacrifice their lives for her. In her last breathe, she wished she could turn back time.

In a small town filled with secrets, an unexpected connection awakens forbidden desires. Aunt suzy, with her youthful beauty and innocent charm, turns heads wherever she goes. She's past 30 but radiates the allure of a shy, timeless girl—captivating everyone, including the one who never thought it would be mutual. When unspoken emotions collide, "That Day" becomes a tale of passion, temptation, and a love that defies the ordinary. Dive into this steamy and heartfelt story where boundaries blur and feelings ignite.

Synopsis: It's been a while since I last came to this restaurant. As I walked in, I noticed how little had changed—the same cozy atmosphere, the familiar scent of wood-fired pizza, and the sound of a sports game playing on the big screens. I found a table for one and settled in, ready to enjoy my meal. That’s when I saw her. She was standing by one of the high tables, eating hot wings. I had just pulled out my chair at a single. There were only three singles in the place. Most of the tables were quads, and three of them were standup. She was by herself, and my eyes just slid over her without even registering what I was seeing. Then I did a double take. She was gorgeous! She had long red hair, that sort of flaming orange you see sometimes. She had on a tight skirt and top that showed off all her advantages, and she had plenty of advantages. Some loser wandered over and tried to strike up a conversation with her. I saw her give him the brush-off. She was gorgeous! She was also lethal and deceptive, and she would break your heart. I knew because I'd been married to her for five years. Her name was Sara, she worked for a huge radio station as their star attraction and I hoped she wouldn't see me.

A kid named Shiro Tatsuya, who lives a very sad life stuck in an infinite cycle of despair experiences a near death situation and something resting dormant inside him awakens and everything changes.

What would you do if you had the power to reincarnate endlessly, but with one restriction: you could only reincarnate within the same bloodline, bound to the family of your previous life? What if, with each death, you awakened a new ability tied to death, and with each rebirth, you gained a power tied to life? This is the fate of Surya, an ordinary man thrust into a ruthless world ruled by strength. In a realm where immortals and saints reign, Surya must adapt to survive, transforming himself into a demon to navigate the brutal hierarchy of power

spirit soul world a magical world where people cultivate using soul spirit to reach a higher realm. The world of spirit cultivators is filled with obstacles, blood shed is a common occurrence, Dangerous demon beasts roam the land. This is a place where the weak are humiliated while the strong look down on the world. with heroes and geniuses emerging everywhere like stars shining in the beautiful sky. Our story follows the journey of an ordinary reborn demonic cultivator Jian Feng who keeps moving forward relentlessly in the pursue of is goal in this cruel yet beautiful world of spirit cultivators.Facing the difficulties of the world he remains unmoved. ............................................ Authors note: The main character is an demonic cultivator meaning he is selfish, unrighteous and unprincipled.Growing up in cruel world with cruel people he became the person he is today, he wasn't born a demon.

The dead can speak. No matter how much you wanted to bury the past, the secrets, and all the fragments a crime you have done. The dead will always find a way to make their presence be heard. And when Drake is asked to observe the Remnant Division, he is subjected to the horrors of the human nature. The dead can speak, and they help them talk.