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Astral Planes

"Have you ever asked yourself are we truly alone in this vast Universe." The Boy said before taking a sip of alcohol shot glass and looking up to the dark sky. Benjamin looked at his face for a moment then replied. "Were the heck is this coming from?" Benjamin asked curiously his mind still confused about the question. Then it hit him "Are you drunk bro? I think you have had enough dri— "Answer the damned question!" The Boy almost yelled in Benjamin face. Benjamin looked at face of the boy which now has tint of red on it and sighed softly "Nah but it's is not like I have not thought about it before --------------------- {Additional Tags} 「Action , Overpowered , Mystery , System , Level-Up, Romance , Adventure , Ecchi , Thriller , Dark , Betrayal , Tragedy ,Transmigriations , Reincarnations , Isekai , Calculating{MC} , Cynical{MC} , Psychological , Multiple{MCs} , Apocalyptic , Survival , WeaktoStrong , R18 , Slice of Life , Comedy」 ********** DISCLAIMER !!! ********** This novel contains {Mature Contents}. And probably the longest synopsis you will ever read. 「This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual companies is purely coincidental. The portrayal of names, characters, positions, and companies in this novel is entirely fictional and not intended to represent real-life counterparts. All content in this book that may share names, characteristics, positions, or companies with real-life entities is purely coincidental and does not indicate any conflicting part to their real-life counterparts. I as the author do not have any intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, company, or entities mentioned in this novel. This novel is meant for entertainment purposes only and should not be construed as factual or a representation of real-life events or people.」 ------------------------- {Things to know about this Novel} 「1」 I am planning to write approximately 14,700,000+ words for this novel if nothing has to me while writing, that is about 6000+ chapter and some side stories. Each chapter will have about [2000 ~ 2300] words , so enjoy. 「2」 I am very busy, I am just writing for fun and because it's one of my hobbies, so I will only release one chapter per day this might increase or decrease depending on my circumstances in the future. 「3」 I will probably not be able to reply to most of your comments but I still appreciate the support and feedback, but I try to reply to the ones I can. 「4」 The first chapters of this novel make may look like a slice of life novel or a school life novel but I tell you it will keep getting better as you continue to read. 「5」 This is my first novel so the writing quality might not be great but I promise even if my writing quality is somewhat bad my character interactions would not be robotic. 「6」 *Ahem* for my R18 chapters I am using this [{SNVLG}] movie format :: to indicate the sex, nudity, violence, language and gore in the novel. So for example if u see [R18-SN] at the Side of a chapter title *ahem* you will know what it stands for. So read at your own risk. 「I will make sure the First Volume of this Novel is Free to read but subsequent ones will be going premium.」 Other Names :: Astral Planes , Distorted Worlds , Intrusion Of Planes.
StarlitScribe · 0 Views

CHAOS HYBRIDS: THE FORBIDDEN RELATIONS

Eva Collins was your everyday average elementary school teacher, she was beautiful, kind and had her way with children. She works a full shift at a prestigious elementary school for the rich and has her life easy until that one day. Eva has the chance to acquaint herself with the sibling of one of her pupils but this encounter forever changes her once simple but plain life. "God...when are they coming for little Avry....the caretaker who usually comes for her has taken far too long now" Eva wonders as she looks at the six year old little girl beside her. The little girl yawns from tiredness. Eva sighed heavily and looked at the little girl beside her with a light smile. "Hey Avry.....can I ask you something" Eva asks gently. Avry nods her head softly as her big adorable eyes stare at her teacher. "Do you wanna come home with me....it's getting pretty late and I can't leave you here" Avry's eyes sparkled from excitement. "Yes Miss Eva....I wanna come with you" Eva smiles brightly but she can't help but scowl inside "What kind of people forget about a little girl at school to such hours" Eva checked her watch and saw that it was eight thirty pm and the school had practically closed. 'Huhhhh...' ...................... But little did Eva know that this little action of care and responsibility had already changed her life. Eva sat quietly in her living room and checked her watch. It was nine twenty and no one had called about Avry Walker from the school yet. She had informed the school that she would take Avry home to atleast have something to eat and rest. They had allowed her since she stayed quite close to the school and had a respectable personality. Suddenly Eva heard a knock on her door and glanced at Avry who was watching cartoons slightly. She got up and walked towards the door. She peeked through the peep hole of her apartment door and saw a man. He was completely shrouded in darkness and beside him stood another man. Eva couldn't make out their faces at all since it was dark outside. Eva picked up the baseball bat next to the door and slowly opened the door. A chilling gush of cold wind immediately brushed against her skin. Eva didn't know whether it was because of the cold rain outside or that indifferent cold stare that the man with the black investigator hat gave her. And still Eva couldn't make out his face since he held his head low. Eva glanced at the other man who stood their calmly like a faithful assistant. He was quite good looking. "Who are you" Eva asked as her grip on the bat tightened. The assistant like man smiled calmly but didn't answer her question "We're here for Miss Avry" Eva looked at them suspiciously but suddenly Avry's soft but tired voice came from behind. "Big brother.....you're here" Eva glanced at the man whom the words had been directed to and she saw the man who had been holding his head low lift it up. Since the light from the living room could now fall on his face, Eva saw him clearly. Eva immediately froze in amazement and her heart had slowed but it beat hard as she looked at that ethereal face. .............. From that day, Eva had a feeling that nothing in her life would remain the same. Join Eva as she unlocks dark and dangerous secrets about this mysterious man. But her curiosity to know this man brings her deeper into a world she knows nothing about. She is soon faced with something even more dangerous and she can nolonger turn back. She wants to run but her emotions and heart have already been captured by him and she is faced with a dilemma. Their love was forbidden and she was in danger from things she had once thought were fairy tales.
writerxs · 5.2K Views

Inevitable Equilibrium - Part 1: Primal Instincts

A typical isekai plot turns not so typical as the reality of the situation slowly sets in for the protagonist. War, slaves, women, marriage, children, vile villains, unexpected allies, and more. His actions may not only cost the populace their lives, but will also affect their livelihoods and beliefs. It's not all easy going, and not all enemies are on the opposite side. This is just some of what awaits the protagonist in part 1 of this of this multipart-multiversal storyline. Little did he know that his quest to defeat the Demon King and save this one single abnormal world was far more important than he ever thought it could be. It would eventually lead the protagonist to the origin of everything and anything that makes up reality. Everything must be balanced, including his abnormal existence. Equilibrium is...inevitable. -comments- I had a few goals for writing this story. Create a multiverse that almost any anime/manga/light novel could exist within and co-exist with others simultaneously. To also make the strongest character ever, giving a proper fundamental reason why they are, not just saying they're overpowered. This is the focus of the later parts, so I get all the "romance" and world building out of the way in the first 2 parts (loose plan). The rest of the parts focusing on the multiverse and crucial battles. If you think the protagonist is overpowered at the start...you have no idea. -the picture is AI generated and not an accurate reflection of the character. -I am a fulltime worker who writes irregularly and slowly (physical typing speed). I can also mull over one sentence for 30min. -parts 1 and 2 are a long and slow, things rapidly picking up after that. -nudity is depicted, but it is not of the 'ecchi' genre. Intercourse happens but is not detailed. -this is a war stricken world, so unsavory things happen. Please keep that in mind for things unsaid but implied. I try to keep things as lighthearted as possible while trying to keep it as realistic as possible. -I wrote this as if watching it in my head, which influenced the writing style. Also, when reading novels, if there are multiple characters, I sometimes find it hard to distinguish who's talking as I can see multiple characters wanting to say what was written. I decided to always make it clear who's talking, so it turned into a book/anime hybrid. -any feedback, including typos, are much appreciated. Upload Schedule: 1st of every month (wish I had time to do it more frequently, but alas, responsibilities. I am not writing to become an author, but only for myself and my own mental health. If the opportunity presented itself, sure, why not? However, I don't have the luxury to pursue that career. I have immense respect for those who can pursue it by overcoming the obstacles. I am a coward who can't justify the risks for pursuing something I don't have a diehard passion for. I only thought of stories for myself for many years, but I found myself forgetting parts of my stories. That's why I decided to write them down and record them online, leaving a piece of me out there for hopefully eternity. My goal is not short-term, but very long-term. I wish for someone, someday long after I'm gone, to read my work and think to themself "this guy has some good ideas". Just the thought of that makes me content. I hope you understand that I would only pursue a career in this if my work profoundly resonated with people so much that it basically forced me to be an author. I'm sincerely apologise to anyone reading it in its earl days and wishes for more confident).
SaikyouSenshu · 15.3K Views

Wolfdale: Blood of The Moon

#volume1:completed “Call me Gabriel Moonfire, a young alpha of the Silver Wolf Pack, sworn protectors of the human realm," he introduced himself with a voice that held a mixture of authority and weariness. "You have trespassed into Wolfdale during the full moon, disregarding the sacred laws that govern our kind. By doing so, you have placed yourself in grave danger." "I... I didn't know," she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of confusion and remorse. Liz stared in astonishment at the young man before her, standing tall and unashamed, completely devoid of clothing. At first glance, he was undeniably handsome, exuding an aura of reliability. The only thing that sent shivers down Liz's spine was the fact that he stood before her completely naked. "Um... excuse me?" Liz managed to stammer, her voice filled with a mix of uncertainty and disbelief. "Aren't you... aren't you aware that you're... uh, naked?" The young man's lips curled into a smug smile, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh, dear," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "You're on the brink of death, and yet you're concerned about my nudity?" !!!The book cover is my personal property!!! ~~~ #war #slowburn #conspiracy #legends #prophecy In the mystical forests of Silverwood, a prophecy foretold the coming of a child who would become the Alpha of all werewolf packs in the world. This child, known as the Moonchild, was said to be the descendant of the sacred Moonlit werewolf clan. While the Moonlit werewolves lived peacefully secluded in the forest, many other packs resided in the city, operating as powerful mafia organizations that controlled the underground world and influenced political decisions through alliances with corrupt leaders. One fateful day, the ShadowNight pack launched a brutal attack on the Moonlit clan. They slaughtered all the males and captured the young females to be used for their twisted desires. The cover is commission!!! #war #conspiracy #legends #smut —— disclaimer: - 18+ above, please be wise - Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince - slow burn love story - explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter - the cover is commissioned
Tizzz · 247.2K Views

Saiko to Maniakku

I was alone. brought up by a stranger disguised as my mother. I was different, somewhere inside I knew this. The desire of flesh and bone with a flame of heat brought me to the truth after that accident. 'The cold never felt so freeing in that night breeze with the stench of blood and the aroma of a single burning cigarette.' Who was I supposed to be? My body isn't the same. My taste buds in confusion and my mind lost in clouded sexaul desire. Something happened that day I was hit, some thing changed. 'I remembered that led copper taste of my own blood on that wet and cold, gravel surface.' I. Am. Not. Human. So who am I supposed to be now? ^^^^ A new world was opened. One hidden to normal eyes. Riku a young male, hit by a truck in the midst of two people fighting. What luck. Not only did he live through that hideous accident, things around him started to change. How lucky? Pushed into a hell one could only describe as their most surreal deja vù moments or nightmares. Riku can't afford not to trust. As what lies waiting in the shadows could very well be his death. He needs to learn how this new world works before he's their next meal. Or could they be his? (Other book titles; サイコとマニアック/ Psychos and Maniac's) Language: English (No translations avalible in other languages) Genres: Adult, Action, horror, supernatural, psychological, mature, abuse, monster, demi-god, sexual themes & nudity. recommended for mature audiences 16+ and over. Reader discretion is advised. All Rights reserved. Author: JK
JK_Maternity_ · 22K Views

Daughter Of The King

[WARNING! Mature Content: Gore, Nudity, Violence, Death. Strong Language.] The gods are dying and their hope lies within their creation to find the dead gods crown. After a long war amongst them, rivaling for power and the throne, the world in which they created for their offspring’s was torn asunder, splitting the four corners of the earth into three continents, and leaving but wastelands and mayhem behind. Where the sick wither and the wealthy prevail, a twisted king rules on a throne of bones and the blood of his enemies; each jewel adorning his crown represented all the lives he’d snuffed, all the peasants thinning, the women soled and devoured by man, of those who suffer from his reign and the gods who stole their most precious necessity: fire and the sun. 

The winters are long. Ash pollutes the skies. And they live without the sun, without fire, only the crimson crescent taunting them from the skies above to remind them that they’re cursed and tossed into an abyss of shadows unless they’re beckoned forth for service. 

But what the gods hadn’t known was, nature had found a way. Whispers amongst the rat ridden streets spoke of pirates who sailed the deep sea in search of the dead gods crown, the ones the last deities of Easthaeven, the world of the immortals, bestowed certain individuals their lethal abilities, weaving their souls to a fate far worse than death until their deed was done.

The Mad king heard, and he forbade piracy for the longest until he realized he wanted a war against the gods, wanted to indulge in the sweet taste of the sun, feel the warmth of fire again. So, he chose to hunt them down, spilling sweet lies past those sinful lips in hopes he could strike a bargain with the pirates whose mother was the sea, the war amongst the obscured waters. Life had never been too kind, and death was a harsher reality than it all. ————————————————————————- The Characters The king of D’treroh’s most beloved daughter is raised and trained in the arts of war. She’s soon to follow in his footsteps in abolishing piracy though she struggles to find who she is beyond everything her father has taught her. But when she is kidnapped by the infamous pirate lord of the Onyx Sea, everything she thought she knew of the world is tarnished. A pirate whose mother was the sea and his family murdered when he was a child only to be sent to slavery, rises and challenges the system. He thinks he is a sword of justice, but in the eyes of some, he is just as ruthless as the king himself. Banished prince of D’treroh is a reminder that his youngest sisters lost their lives too early. Day and night he blames himself, drinks, and wallows in the fact that no matter what he does, his father will never acknowledge him as heir. He does not know whether he wants his father’s acceptance or to take everything his father holds dear so he will be the only thing left his father can glimpse upon and regret before his life bleeds from his eyes and he himself becomes king.
TheLastRemnants · 182.8K Views

Hunters moon

An expedition into the unknown was truly that, what did he expect to find, stories of ghosts in the final frontier, expeditions doomed to fail, and then of course the Alaskan triangle... Unexplainable events still unexplained to this day regardless of how technology reveals the unknown. Has he gone mad? Or was this normal for anyone who gets lost here. Is it the cold? Hypothermia? Or was it rally him who lost all reasonable thought.. People go missing here more than they do in the Bermuda triangle, it was a fact brought up to him by someone who knew the area well, but he merely shrugged it off. Was he lost? Did the triangle take him? Sweat dripped down his forehead, Bertus was way too old for this but adrenaline had him on his feet by a margin, he didn't know it was going to be this kind of expedition. 'Why are you running?' The ghost like voice echoed through the forest again, he stopped and leaned against a tree, looking back he saw nothing, just trees, rocks and snow. 'Just say, and I'll end it' "Please stop!" He cried standing up and backing to a tree "I can't take it anymore!" 'Are you willing to submit yourself to me?' "What ever it takes!" Bertus saw a set of green glowing eyes appear in the dark ahead of him, then another, then another. Soon he found himself surrounded by eyes, standing so that they don't come in line with the illuminated snow. Bertus felt his breathing pick up, a fog started rolling in from all directions, until the wolf eyes disappeared behind it. Somehow it gave him relief, until the eyes appeared in the mist again, this time closer, but still they made no noise, he trembled uncontrollably looking around as to see a way out but there was none. 'You can calm down now Bertus' the voice came from the front, he saw between the green dots a set of violet purple eyes appear, and come up to him, as they approached, the white mist inverted, turning black, the trees turned white, he could see the wolves now but they looked like corpses, half bone, flesh rotten and intestines missing. Some were only an embodied ball of sagging, rotting flesh, the bones not present. Fear gripped Bertus but then a hand took his cheek and brought his face forward to meet the purple eyes again, it was a woman, she looked native American but her eyes seemed lifeless, hollow, violet smoke emitted from her irises, making it hard to see how her eyes really looked. Bertus backed but only his head could move and it hit the tree. He looked down and saw she was in fact naked, but black smoke covered her in such a way that one could only barely make out her nudity. 'Sssh–' she said, he saw fangs in her mouth, black ears on her head tucked into her thick black hair. 'I will take the nightmare away now' She leaned in and kissed him. Bertus felt her cold lips, then in through his mouth came warmth, almost like drinking soup, it went down into his stomach and finally it made his whole body twitch involuntarily. Pain took him over, he screamed and fell to the ground it felt like his body was being torn from the inside out, then as the hunger and bloodlust set in, his vision blacked out. 'You will never be human again, you will never die as well, but you will always seek blood, want flesh, and always want more'
SaberTrueno86 · 21.3K Views

For The Love of Art and HIM

Fiona, a self-righteous princess is arranged to be married to a prince with few redeeming qualities. Stuck in an unhappy engagement, her dark sky gets filled with stars when she encounters an artist she admires. But the stars might not be bright enough and the night is still filled with fear, evil, and anxiety. Unknown to her the Royal and Nobel families of the modern Kingdom of Chenyth are hiding sinister secrets all the while pretending to be virtuous and admirable to the public eye. As the lies unravel, will she find a way out? Or will the secrets of royalty keep her boxed in? .... Excerpt... My eyes widened as they roamed the painting in front of me. "Don't go around in circles. A single dagger to the heart is better than multiple cuts leading to the same ending." He said, this time his voice came from behind me and I felt his warm breath on my neck. Even with the tingling sensation on the base of my neck, my eyes were fixed on the nude painting in front of me. Yes! A nude painting. "This... This is for your sponsor isn't it?" I took a guess, turning my head to face him. He let out a muffled yes. I moved away from the painting and poured another glass of wine for myself. "Your sponsors have you go to these lengths?" I asked between giggles, "I wonder... do you sleep with them too?" as I reached the last sentence my tone became more serious. I took another gulp from the glass twirling in my hand. "And if I did. Why would you care? To judge me?" He scoffed and moved further away from me. My mind was a blur, a lot of hazing thoughts were already going through it, each one bounced off the sides of my brain and collided with each other, similar to the motion of the electrons in an atom. "No!" I stood up straight or at least tried to after some effort. Haziel rotated his gaze back to me. Dropping the wine glass on the table, I reached for the zip of my dress. "I won't judge." I zipped down the dress I was wearing while cherishing words like gold. With a swift motion, I guided the sleeves off and stripped myself. I pushed forth my bare chest, beginning to feel dizzy. "In fact. Paint me!" ◇ ◇ ◇ Credit: cover art is not mine, credit goes to the artist Support my hobby for faster updates XD!!! https://ko-fi.com/icyinfinity Rated: R, Some mild scenes of language, sex, nudity, violence, and other themes may not be suitable for all ages
Infinity_1022 · 20.2K Views

Who Says The Hero Needs To Be Human?

Long ago, a prophecy was made: A hero would come when the world's inhabitants feared all that the world had become, and that hero would save mankind from the torture and corruption that plagued the land. This hero would become the bridge between the world and the heavens, creating an era of peace. Two years to the start of the novel: A young girl at the prime age of 17 named Brenda Harenhart was on her way to the capital city of Caipal to discover her destiny and role that she would play in the world; however, on her way there, grave misfortune met her family. Two years after this incident, Brenda's soul reincarnates into the body of another 17 year old girl named Lurai; however, she came to the sudden realization that she was now part of an enslaved race of people that has been tortured and branded powerless for centuries: the elves. Will Brenda Harenhart, now Lurai Fey'andal, be able to overcome the racial prejudice and suffering that has gone on through centuries? Will she be able to unite the races of the world, or will she succumb to the horrors that corruption brings? DISCLAIMER: This story will feature some controversial topics, and are by no means meant to harm or insult readers' thoughts, personal beliefs, or social standings. Do understand that there are issues prevalent in this world that I wish to bring into this novel as a way to connect ideas of wrongfulness and corruption for further understanding. This novel may feature graphic content, partial nudity, racial injustice, and various vulgar and offensive language. In this way, I aim to capture the realism of real life in the most corrupt of societies.
Quill_of_Salt · 37.4K Views

after the resurrection

One last thing that did not leave my head after the resurrection At night, on the first day in the capital, Sanaa, 28 years ago, I realized that my father rented a house for us without windows, and I did not care at that time because the door was enough to cross my small body towards the city. We fell asleep to shorten the night quickly, taking advantage of the fatigue of travel Tomorrow morning, I woke up to the sound of the television of the owner of the house, who lives on the second and last floor.. I did not know what television was at the time. Nader woke up and asked him what that sound was?! He heard, then his eyes grew large, and he jogged to remove the cover to put his ear on the door. He said: Where does this sound come from?!! I do not know We slowly opened the door. We pulled our heads out to see, for nearly five years, at the mouth of the ladder, a child carrying bread and eggs. He said: Who are you? I'm Raidan and this is Nader, and you? He said: I am Nable. Saddam's head peeked out from between two iron bars at the top of the ladder and shouted: Nabell the episode has begun, ! We went up with him uninvited, as curiosity was pushing us unconsciously to know what this episode was, and when we arrived in front of the screen, the astonishment grew and grew in my face, and Nader's in a hysterical manner.... A huge wooden box with a glass in the middle, inside was a cartoon of a very beautiful and yellow-haired girl wearing An elegant outfit and carrying a sword Saddam cut us off, saying: You don't know Oscar? We: Oscar??!! Saddam: This is you ( idiots ) on TV! We: TV??!!! Nabil: Yes, TV.. He added that this watch of ten men her father taught her to fight because he did not have a boy with him, and he was silent because we did not turn towards him from the beginning.. Suddenly we heard my mother's frightened scream calling for us, so we hurried and the doors looked similar, and we entered the bedroom to find Nabil and Saddam's father falling asleep in the womb of the mother. We closed our eyes and turned around, and if Nabil had not directed us to the exit, our hearts would have stopped in horror at the scene we saw and my mother's voice that shook the world.. We went down and as soon as we got to the door, my mother greeted us with a stick in her hand, two hits in the head and another in the butt. As for the rest of the punishment, it was an endless screaming from my mother's throat, which was difficult to silence.. In the coming days, except when we used to ask permission to go up to our new friends’ apartment, every time my mother lost us, she would go straight up with her scratched hand and take us home the same way. In military service, he barely paid the rent and spent on us, so it lasted a lot until the owner of the house got bored of us he would often refuse to open the door for us, and we would return disappointed, howling and yelling: We want TV. And when my father decided to replace the television by going out to a Street, we forgot to accept this offer and filled our bodies with dirt and the dirt of the city while we were playing with friends we found who agreed to play with them without conditions.
Raidan_Alasbahi · 1.9K Views

Horror thoughts

Content warning: Horror thoughts She waits with a watchful eye, staring at the pasta. It doesn’t boil. Pacing back and forth across the empty kitchen with the useless pots and pans still in the creaky cupboard, she adds another pinch of salt to the pasta. It still doesn’t boil. She thinks about putting on a bit of music while she waits, but the downstairs neighbors hate when she does that, and she can’t remember where she last left her headphones. They might be in her coat pocket or they might not, perhaps she left them on top of the back bed in the room with the leftover textbooks. Or maybe she didn’t, maybe she left them hanging off the tiny coat rack, right next to her keys. Wherever she left them it’s too much work to run and find them, especially when the pot might boil soon. As soon as it boils, she’ll put the pasta in. As soon as it boils. The tiny apartment is only temporary, and the only burner fizzles on her. She coaxes it, fights it, begs it to make a bigger flame but it does not, settling proudly for the dull little spark that it is. Blowing on a flame coaxes a campfire; she wonders if it’ll help the stove. Probably not. She watches the blue flame dance and stares right through it. Her phone lights up. She has a notification, another message she’s not going to read. Why bother, when she knows exactly what it will say? Still, she checks the name. She reads the first two letters and flips the phone over, wincing as it lands a bit too hard on the counter. Fortunately, it’s not cracked. Unfortunately, that part of the counter is still covered in uncleaned bacon grease from his disaster yesterday, and now her phone is too. The television buzzes a commercial from the living area, or whatever passes as such. She cranes her neck to check the ad, but it's not selling anything good, just some sort of medical plan for old people, the kind of thing she couldn't afford even if she chopped off both arms and sold them. When she left home, she swore up and down she wasn’t ever going to be the kind of person who left the TV on. She wasn’t going to eat in front of it, didn’t even need a good model really, just something to use to occasionally watch old cartoons and maybe a new show if he wanted to. Now, the TV is always on, always buzzing, always saying something, just a little too quiet to hear. The pot on the stove is still not boiling. She thinks she remembered to top the water off with cold water, but maybe she didn’t. She wonders if throwing in a tablespoon or two now will change anything. Probably not; her greasy phone buzzes again. She flips it over, checks the name, and turns it back down. He’s not going to write her. She knows that. Still, she checks, just in case. Banana bread would probably be a smart thing to make,
Zoha_meer · 1.4K Views

SMITTEN

Aisha is a pleasure-seeking rich socialite who lives in the name of fun. She was happily lounging around on a pristine beach when a disaster unexpectedly hit their place. She thought she was already dead. But when she woke up, she saw herself in another world where werewolves, vampires, and mermaids co-exist. Will she be able to escape the magical land when its ruler, the most powerful creature in Gaea, King Leandro, was already smitten with her and wants to procreate with her? ********** The look on his gleaming plum eyes raking over her body made her skin quiver. She then realized that she was stark naked! With panic rising up in her heart, she quickly covered her body with her arms, as if she could cover them all. "I swear I have my clothes on a while ago. Forgive me for my indecency, your Majesty," She stuttered. "I don't mind at all," A corner of the King's lips curled up in response to her. He lifted his rod to move away Aisha's arms that were covering her nudity to both her sides, so he could get a better view. It seemed that he was satisfied as his ravishingly attractive face that was previously void of emotion lit up showing signs of delight and satisfaction. Aisha's cheeks turned beetle red at what the King was doing. But she felt like she had no choice. She was at his mercy now. He might kill her or throw her inside a whale's mouth if she wouldn't oblige. And honestly, she liked the feeling that she satisfied his taste. ********************** AUTHOR'S NOTE: The cover photo is not mine. Your author is still a novice in writing. Please forgive me in advance for the errors. I don't have an editor yet. :') Feel free to get in touch with me FB: 77myrrhia77 IG: 77myrrhia77 Discord: Myrrhia#9714 https://discord.gg/ewWtRa27fe Thank you so much for giving this book a chance. Much love. XOXO.
Myrrhia · 824.9K Views

My honest mistake

***only few chapters have mature content**** Dhruv loved his best friend's sister. Both families were happy with their relationship and arranged their marriage. Suddenly Amrutha denied marrying Dhruv which made everyone shocked. Then the next day, Amrutha announced her marriage with Dhruv's younger brother Karthik which was a big lie. What might the reason behind her lie? Why did Karthik help Amrutha to affect the relationship between the two brothers? What is the mystery behind it? To know why Amrutha did the honest mistake, read the story... Look over the roller coaster of love to hate and hate to love between Dhruv and Amrutha... ---------------------------------------------------------------- " What movie do you want to watch?" He asked. " Twilight," she said. " What?" He asked with shock. " My classmate said it is a very good movie and one has to watch it with their boyfriend. Till now, I have no boyfriend so  I didn't watch it. I always watch cartoons at my home. Please….play that movie. I want to see what the interesting things are in it" she said innocently. She dragged him onto his bed and leaned on the bedpost. It was very awkward for him to talk with her.  Suddenly she took the remote from his hand and started playing the movie on television. He sat quietly without talking to her.  She leaned on his shoulder intertwining her fingers with his. She was watching the movie without blinking her eyes whereas he was cursing himself to bring her to his home. His body became so hot with her closeness and even his situation became worse when there are the most intimate scenes in the movie.  He gulped his throat and tried to remove his hand from her grip.  " Stay with me. My friend told me to see with my boyfriend" she stopped him pulling towards her. He lost his balance due to the sudden act and fell on her. That was the last string of his control.  " You are looking so handsome that the main lead" Amrutha complimented him. " Really…?" He questioned with a smile. " You look more handsome when you smile. Do you know it?" She said. " Thank you…" he said with a wide smile. " What about me? Am I beautiful?" She questioned. " You are so beautiful, just like a fairy," he said cupping her face. " Thank you…." She kissed his cheeks. He looked at their position and tried to stand properly. Before that, she kept her hands around his neck. His eyes roamed towards her face to her neck then down to the low neck of her dress.  He was mesmerized by her beauty.  He lost his sanity thereafter and started sucking her lips fervently. She pulled him closer to him experiencing the new feelings in her body as she was not in her right senses. Without breaking their kiss his hands were roaming on her all-body curves. She moaned his name enjoying the pleasure of his touch. Dhruv got his sense back when he heard her husky voice and stood up from the bed. He felt ashamed of himself for betraying his best friend and crossing his limit with his sister.  He was scared that if Arvind came to know the truth, he might lose his friendship. Instantly he moved away from her. *†****************************"*"** To know why Dhruv and Amrutha separate read this story? Will they fight their fate and become together? let's see who wins love or fate????
peacock_writer · 670.7K Views

Phantom Huntress

***** ______________________________________________ Being a warrior was never Zuri Karani's place, as a woman and a part of the most hated race in Canaan, it was a good dream that was never going to happen. Even with the hate-filled oppression she and the villagers face because of their ancestry, she still found her way of life in Pisok, especially with the sword. Zuri was a village girl who loved the sword, she wasn't anything special or out of the ordinary. Her only problems were presumably her twin sister's engagement and the need behind it. But one night changed everything for her. After witnessing an invasion by Al Manian warriors, and watching dozens of her people die, she felt there was more to her life than swinging a sword and harvesting food. She never asked to be related to Chini's---ancient demigods with magical abilities who were the land of Canaan's most hated people, neither did she ask to have the power of a Chini, nor did she ask to be the Sevilena, the chosen one amongst Chini’s. But the power came to her like fate, a destiny she couldn't run from. After her rescue from the Al Manian warriors, for months Zuri was forced to align herself with the Emperor of Kustal himself, Eve Hernun, the son of the man who doomed her people and made them suffer for decades, all for the sake of revenge. She was forced to train amongst sorcerers who hated her because of her ancestry and skin. Her instructor, an elite sorcerer, and her savior was a cruel savage who schemed for her downfall, and she couldn't control the abnormal feelings she had for the redhead who was supposed to be her predicated doom. And then there was Princess Sunie who hated her beyond imagination. She was in a cage with lions, and she had no idea how to escape. Even with the brutal environment, she was placed in, she kept to herself, following the orders of the charismatic Emperor, who grew stranger by the day. She had to kill the Al Manian bastards who took her life away, her family and friends, and she felt her mind cloud with darkness with nothing but vengeance. But after finding out the Emperor's true motives involving her and her power, she knew that she could no longer be his pet tied to a leash on his throne. Zuri was no village girl—that she knew, but she was no demigod either, and the thought of stopping an ancient Emperor with a couple of teenage sorcerers, a boy who hated her guts, her redheaded love, and a broken princess was starting to seem less unlikely. But with the lives of millions on the line, she felt she could no longer hide beneath the shadows, but rise from it, and fight. ______________________________________________ Fantasy/ War/ Romance Languages used in book Pisokan- Swahili Kustalian-Latin Khrângan-Turkish Al Manian-Arabic This book contains the following triggers- Gore (Extreme) Smoking Language Death Nudity Smut Assault Racism ______________________________________________ Other genres to peek your interest Slow Burn Enimes to Friends Forbidden Love Enimes to Lovers
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