Smooth Skin Subliminal

Born into a world that despised him for his dark skin, black hair, and pitch-black eyes, a young boy knew nothing but suffering.

Logan Hayes was trouble itself. You could tell just by looking at him—from the tattoos marking his skin to the roar of his motorcycle, to the way he carried himself like he owned the world. He had the entire college wrapped around his finger. Harper Reed hated trouble. She avoided it like the plague, believing it was something to run from, not get caught up in. As the dean’s perfect daughter, she spent her life following the rules, burying herself in books, and staying as far away from it as possible. Until a viral scandal shatters her reputation, leaving her with only one option: fake-date the very guy she was supposed to avoid at all costs. But he only agreed because she claimed she knew something no one else should know. The rules are simple: No feelings. No falling for each other. But when his cousin, Damian, returns to drag Logan back home after he ran away, the line between love and loyalty blurs. Damian is no different—ink covering his muscular skin, icy blue eyes that bore into you, carrying the same dangerous energy as Logan. Now, Harper finds herself stuck in the middle of two bad boys, surrounded by chaos and full-blown drama.

The chemistry between them is instantaneous. And not the slow-burn kind—no, it’s the crackling, high-voltage kind that leaves Zane more than a little… intrigued. Nyx, despite her best attempts to maintain her distance, is definitely intrigued by the brooding vampire bartender with the entirely too smooth charm and disarming sense of humor. The only problem? Nyx doesn’t believe in love (been there, done that, got the emotional scars), and Zane? He had loved her once—centuries ago, when he was still mortal. She had been his anchor, his heart, his reason for resisting the darkness that had already begun to consume him. But she had died, tragically, ripped away from him by time and fate. And now, she was back.

A tragic death—that was the fate of the young Assoi... An ordinary life came to an end to mark the beginning of an epic journey. A new world, where humans and demons wage a war that has raged since the dawn of time. Living in Drayk's skin, he must now embark on an adventure that his old life never offered. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello everyone, I’m RptZ. English is not my native language, so I’m writing the story in Portuguese and using AI for translation. If you notice any writing errors, please let me know. Thanks!

Doomsday crisis, zombies are attacking, the situation is critical. Don't let our enemies change from zombies coming at us to humans we protect behind us. "Brother, what would you do if I turned into an irredeemable zombie?" “…kill you.” "Then do you know what I would do if you turned into a zombie?" "Kill me." "No," he lifted her long hair, revealing her smooth neck. "You are crazy. I advise you to give up this irrational idea." "Brother, this world has gone crazy."

Ye Wutian had inherited his master's prowess in flirting and his unparalleled medical skills. With his abilities and an unbreakable level of thick-skinned brazenness, he thrived in the big city... But none of that was important, for the most crucial aspect was the awakening of the terrifying memories from before he was eight years old...

Shen Yuan, a handsome rich man, became a second-generation loser after his family business stopped. His girlfriend cheated on him, relatives came to collect debts, and all his friends kept their distance from him... Then, a sudden "ding" changed the direction of his life. From then on, his road was smooth and he lived a life of indulgence. This book is also known as "Life Winner, I Have Multiple NPCs" and "I'm Not Just a Super Rich Man"

In Borven, strength is survival, and Alex has neither. Weak, overlooked, and barely scraping by, he knows his place—until the day everything changes. A fight he shouldn't survive. A blow that should break him. But his skin does something it never has before. It hardens.

The earth remembers, and so does she. Orphaned and hunted, Elara flees, pursued by shadows, while a strange resonance hums beneath her skin, a secret she must learn to understand to survive.

Earth has been selected to join the prestigious Open World Multiverse. However, it's vast population hinders a smooth induction, resulting in a Correction Protocol that aims at helping Earth meet the requirements. Will the MC, a 23-year-old Nairobi hustler, survive long enough to see how this induction transforms the planet?

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

Once upon a time, a tale known in many forms… A Pale princess of a kingdom far away, whose lips were red as blood and skin white as snow. However, one tale of such has never been told. Maria Blanca was a sweet and kind princess but was forgotten by everyone. She is a fascinating maiden whose beauty reflects the edelweiss flower of her kingdom—and such beauty was envied by her aunt, and now her kingdom’s queen, Aunt Gertrude. The pale princess suffered pain but never forgot the power of grace and kindness. There is also mystery, death, and somewhat involves a bright red apple.

I was in love with every part of you… and then, every part of you destroyed me. A love that defies the limits of memory, burning between the shadows of fate, refusing to die. But oblivion always demands its price. Will their bodies remember when their souls have turned to ash? Secrets that cut deep. Lies that seduce. Wars written on skin and betrayals whispered between ragged breaths. Kisses that taste like goodbye, touches that promise eternity, and desire pulsing like a cursed echo. A story of passion and destruction that will leave you craving more. Follow her into the abyss… if you dare.

In a quiet, snowy mountain, two children, twilight fates entangled together, dreamed of becoming magicians in a far-off, glorious city. However, smooth road wasn't the one that was ahead of them.

At this moment, Liora stood in a fiery, form-fitting mini skirt, unabashedly flaunting her smooth, fair legs. Her chestnut hair, resembling seaweed, cascaded in soft curls. As her gaze flicked to the side, her eyes shimmered with a seductive allure. The dance floor was a chaotic swirl of bodies, yet she moved fluidly with the crowd, her body twisting and swaying with abandon...

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

At this moment, Liora stood in a fiery, form-fitting mini skirt, unabashedly flaunting her smooth, fair legs. Her chestnut hair, resembling seaweed, cascaded in soft curls. As her gaze flicked to the side, her eyes shimmered with a seductive allure. The dance floor was a chaotic swirl of bodies, yet she moved fluidly with the crowd, her body twisting and swaying with abandon...

Life had never been a smooth sail journey for anyone. Without the downs the ups of life had no meaning. Violet, a divorcee, what would she work out in her life to find? Sebastian, a high profile actor labelled as King of Mystery, also a divorcee, what would he seek to find in the aftermath? Pei Li, with dissociative disorder, how would her other self, Penny help them both to live in their messed up life? Wayne, an uprising artist giving his shot in acting and meddled with Pei Li and Penny's life by chance, what would he finds for himself in this life and what would he do to help both Pei Li and Penny achieve their lives' goals? Between four individuals crossing paths with each other, which "You" would each of them find in each of their life? (posting once a week. will post more if I have time)

"...He's behind me...I can see his reflection on the TV screen...I can't turn around..." He leaned closer: "Dear...Maria..." He brushed her skin with his cold fingers, making her shiver. Then he whispered in her ear in Russian: ﴾ты мой﴿ [You are mine].

In a world where power is etched into the skin, where the blood of slain monsters fuels ancient magic, a young seafarer named Alon unknowingly changes his fate when he kills what he believes to be an ordinary giant octopus—only to discover it is a baby Kraken. Branded by its ink and marked by its blood, Alon awakens a power he does not understand, a force that calls to the depths of the ocean and stirs the interest of those who rule the seas. With only his spear, wits, and tattoos carved into his skin, he embarks on an odyssey through treacherous waters, hunted by empires, feared by island tribes, and stalked by beasts of the deep who seek vengeance for the blood he has stolen. Amidst floating islands, cursed seas, and lost civilizations, Alon must uncover the truth behind his newfound power—before it consumes him. The ocean is vast, its monsters are many, and the echoes of the Kraken’s wrath are never far behind. Author's Note: I'll try publish once every day, but no commitment to that this is my 3rd try but my first 2 are stop by busy schedule.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

Having been woken up in the hospital ward, the teenager was planning the life ahead. After two years of building empire and accumulating a small fortune, it was time to end the stockpiling. *** The journey was smooth sailing, except that one person, who was silently keeping her company and safe, while watching her grow and was extremely possessive of her.

Meet Morticia Katz, the rebellious high school outcast with a notorious reputation and bubbling vendetta against the one person who makes her skin crawl: Maverick. Their toxic relationship is a ticking time bomb, fueled by a deep-seated loathing that's only matched by their polar opposite personalities and values. But when Morticia discovers she's truly being forced into a marriage with her arch-nemesis, her world is turned upside down. With her freedom and sanity on the line, she'll stop at nothing to escape this catastrophic fate. How far will she go to avoid a lifetime of misery with the one person she despises most?

"When there's nothing left to hide, only truth remains."

Introduction Brachytherapy is an advanced form of internal radiation therapy where a radiation source is placed directly inside or near the tumor. This localized treatment minimizes damage to surrounding healthy tissues and is commonly used for prostate, cervical, breast, and skin cancers.

Shen Hua, the daughter of the Shen family that ran an embroidery business in Fengzhou, was pampered since she was a child. She had a pretty face and smooth, fair skin. Unfortunately, her body was weak, and she'd run out of breath after walking merely a few steps. She didn't have very long to live. The Shen family gradually faced its downfall, and her wedding was delayed again and again. Cui Yun, the eldest son of the Cui family, was a noble and stern man. He was entrusted to look after Shen Hua. Why not just marry her? He thought. Since Shen Hua reincarnated, she had focused all her attention on the embroidery business. She hoped to change her life and regain her former glory. When she heard about Cui Yun's decision to marry her, she fainted on the spot. After waking up, she turned him down with tears in her eyes. "I don't have very long to live. I don't want to waste your time." Cui Yun was very considerate. "It's not a big deal. I know you feel touched, but there's no need to cry. Since you already depend on the Cui family, you might as well just become part of us. After you die from your sickness, I'll even hold a grand funeral for you." Shen Hua felt hopeless. But I'm only pretending to be sick! *** Cui Yun had many younger female cousins. Many of them had confessed their feelings for him, but he turned all of them down nonchalantly. "It's getting late. Please look after yourself." Shen Hua had never met such a clueless man when it came to romance. One night, while she was on her way home, she took a shortcut and passed by the Cui family's courtyard. Cui Yun stopped her. He was standing near the entrance, and his sleeves danced to the wind. "It's cold outside. Would you like to come in and stay for a while?"

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

Dr. Srinivasan, a curious and dedicated doctor, stumbles upon a mysterious woman who fell from the sky. Her body appears nearly invincible, with skin like steel, and her blood shows extraordinary properties unlike any human's. Intrigued, Dr. Srinivasan secretly collects a sample and begins researching, discovering that her blood has unique regenerative abilities. As he delves deeper, he realizes she might not be entirely human, leading him into a mystery that could have far-reaching consequences.