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"HER SECRET IS A KEY FOR HIM." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She's hiding her identity, and he's finding his parents. She's a spy, and he's a business tycoon. How did they meet? What happened to them after their first meeting? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ann is alive, Granny!" John exclaimed, embracing his grandmother with a surge of joy that filled the room with warmth. John squeezed Granny Ria tightly, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing around him. Tears glistened in her eyes as she clung to him, grappling with the weight of a truth she could scarcely bear to share. 'How can I possibly tell you, John?' Granny Ria worried silently. As John released his grandmother, his gaze darted to the living room, where two faces he recognized yet barely recognized stared back at him. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated the tension in the air. Memories flooded back—joyful teenage years brimming with laughter and love from his parents. But now, the happiness he once knew was eclipsed by a tightly clenched fist, his knuckles pale and tense. He turned sharply to Granny Ria, a fierce determination in his eyes. "Why are they here? I told you, Granny, I don’t want to see them!" he demanded, his voice echoing with unresolved pain. Granny Ria raised a hand, yearning to comfort her grandson, but he recoiled, knowing her allegiance would tilt towards her son and his wife. "Why the hell have you come back? You always show up right as I find my happiness! Just leave me alone!" John shouted, anger seeping from every word. His mother's eyes glistened with unspoken sorrow as she longed to reach out to him, to embrace him before he could push her away again, fearing he would reject her for the fact she sat in a wheelchair. With a heavy step, John’s father rose from the sofa and approached his son, who had shut his eyes tightly, emotion crashing over him like a wave. In a moment that evoked both fear and tenderness, John’s father enveloped him in a fierce hug. John, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotion, broke down, sobs pouring out like the rush of a storm. For the first time in years, he cried like a child, his father’s hand soothingly rubbing his back, a faint hope kindling in their shared moment. The day stretched endlessly for the Evans family, heavy with unspoken words and fractured bonds. After what felt like an eternity of tears, John blinked away the remnants of his grief and turned to his father, desperation in his voice. “Ann?” His father met his gaze, flooded with helplessness and compassion. Frozen in place, John surveyed the people who surrounded him—his father, mother, and beloved grandmother. Words escaped him as he turned and walked away, each step echoing the weight of his heart. The air hung thick with unspoken truths, and the night was just beginning. Stay tuned to know what happens next. ~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••••••••~~~~~~~~~~~~ MY OTHER BOOKS:- ~ Loving You With Everything I Have ~ Queen Of Darkness ~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••••••••~~~~~~~~~~~~

Growing up in poverty, Sunny never expected anything good from life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Nightmare Spell and becoming one of the Awakened - an elite group of people gifted with supernatural powers. Transported into a ruined magical world, he found himself facing against terrible monsters - and other Awakened - in a deadly battle of survival. What's worse, the divine power he received happened to possess a small, but potentially fatal side effect... Character art by @Catphinee Discord: discord.gg/guiltythree Wiki: shadowslave.fandom.com OST: youtube.com/@skeuzmusic Reddit: reddit.com/r/shadowslave

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

"Do females fly??" "What?!!! I've never seen one." Parrick said with a frown. "Then why...." he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs. Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute. "My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!" Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief. "Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to." "Huh!!!!!" Parrick was dumbfounded. "Look!" he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in. Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males. -One male is younger than her -The other is literally a walking legend -Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact. -The other is a hard specimen to understand -Her last male is a walking disaster! Cover design doesn't belong to me. Credit to original owners. Hello guys! It's your beloved author. This is a link to those interested in joining the WhatsApp chat group for litto-ways ♥️. I hope to find you there, in my little world. https://chat.whatsapp.com/GhoWIDjjK4E6ezWDwJ870k

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.

THE UNFORGETTABLE CRUSH THAT SHOOK MY SOUL.       HEATHER'S POV; I'm Heather Morgan Claus the daughter of a middle class family from Brooklyn. I was born a typical brainiac the smartest of all my family members and most definitely the only child of my parents. I was born with what I call average beauty a blue eyes,golden afro hair due to my distant African gene, an average height of 6,4 feet a big boob and buttocks and also a slender curve with big hips that made me feel insecure.  Being lonely was a normal thing for me was a normal thing because I had no friends except my overprotective cousins Kyle and Jules. They made me feel special and loved more than anything in the world and I was thrilled to be with them. Boys never came along to date me basically because it's either I'm too tall for their liking or I'm too robust or too perfect and studious or even much of a nerd who can't match their tastes. Kyle and Jules made sure I was okay and boy did they beat the shit outta those knuckle heads who dared to mock me for my appearance. Soon enough all these fantasies all came to an end because while I was in tenth grade and they were in their twelfth grade they both fell in love with some girls from the neighbouring school and I was soon discarded and left out to fend on my own. I became an object of mockery and taunts from all sides. Years passed but the bullying didn't stop and soon afterwards some stupid bimbo and their boyfriend all came to join what they called fun by bullying me. Jake the leader of the zeals was by far the most handsome and he had an emerald green eyes, lovely red hair, kissable lips and a fine body and he was more of a greek god's personality. He had a commanding presence that sent shivers down my spine. I thought he was an epitome of beauty but like the saying goes beauty comes from within. He was a tyrant and he made my life a living hell with every given chance he got. Belle his girlfriend a blond haired girl with brown eyes and long slender legs always taunted me relentlessly. One day while I was heading to my locker I was bumped into by belle and her friends Chloe and Charis. They gave me a hard time and without mercy they shred my clothe and made me an object of perpetual laughter while they made fun of my SpongeBob underwear, Evans and Michael Jenkins popularly know as MJ tired to cover my naked body but Jake ordered them no to do so. He stared at my body with lust and contempt in his eyes making me wonder what I had ever done to him to deserve all the hate. The shame was too much to bear and when I was went home I scrolled through the school platform and it was all over the media and I fell into a complete depressed stage. Days turned to weeks and weeks to years and then one day after the prom prank I had endured I decided to jump from the third floor of the venue. The pain was too much to bear as crismon liquid surrounded me like a pool. The pain felt like home and after several minutes of comfort I felt like my consciousness was slipping into the abyss surrounded by darkness.

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What makes a god? Is it their power? Their renown? Or their legacy and the impact they havw on those who follow them? Crimson Shadow is a story about one boy's struggle against the odds and his eventual rise to the peaks beyond human capability. Set in a world where most of the Old Gods are either dead or wounded as a result of a cataclysmic war, the story follows another victim of loss in Akairo Kivuli Kamaitachi. Born only a few years after the Great War which claimed the lives of billions, he must rise from the ashes and desperately cling to his humanity lest his soul be consumed by nihilism. What to expect: ÷ The Protagonist isn't the Hero. He is just another cog in the cycle of sorrow. That said, he will carve a path for himself through the strength in his fists and his will. ÷ Tense and gripping action that will vary from bare knuckle brawls to showdowns that will dim entire clusters of galaxies! ÷ A cast of unique and interesting characters! ÷ Deep and Expansive lore that spans entire galaxies!

DO ADD "Llaellen's Updates" BOOK IN YOUR LIBRARY TO GET THE LATEST UPDATES ABOUT MY PLANS FROM HERE ON OUT 'The famous mister truck strikes again.' A joke in her mind turned to reality. She thought that the famous mister truck would remain on those novels and anime's she had read and watched. But when it was her turn to have the chance in going back in time, she made a vow to mister truck. 'Okay mister truck, since you gave me a second chance I will make sure that this time I will succeed.' ***** This is the typical story of her being hated by the male lead. She was hated because he and his love couldn't be together for the fact that she and he ended up getting drunk one night and woke up beside each other the next day, NAKED. Indeed, cliché... It was only later that she found out that it was actually a plot of his mother who didn't like his lover for being poor and believes that she was a heiress. Once again a cliché route... But alas she was not, she was disowned by her family and had lived on her own for long. Don't get her wrong, she wasn't a villainess. She was simply trying to fulfill a promise. Now that she has the chance, she still chose to continue trying to fulfill her promise in this second life. What can she do? She was a stubborn person. But this time she has no plans on failing. She will... SAVE HIM... A cliché route? Nope not at all... Because she was not the cliché female lead either... ***** "Yes, yes, I am already tired of that as well. Don't worry I am stopping now, mama's boy." There was mock in her tone and he couldn't help but to turn red in anger. The phone in his hand was gripped tighter, his knuckles turning white. "You-" "Good bye, mama's boy." *BEEP BEEP* This was the very first time he became furiously speechless towards her. ***** When she opened her eyes, she saw him towering over her. "Hmmm isn't it that sleeping beauty will see the seven dwarves once she opens her eyes? Why am I seeing a giant?" He frowned at her words. At the same time she did. "Were there any dwarves in sleeping beauty?" ***** "It's the wicked witch, here to bully cinderella?" Then she muttered, "Oh no, I think that does not match. Was there a witch in cinderella?" The mother was gritting her teeth in anger while she contemplated on the story of cinderella if there was a witch in it. ***** "Do it." A gun was pointed at her temple but her eyes focused on his. She said only two words but her eyes were saying more. 'Trust yourself for you can do it.' She even tilted her head a little to the side without the gunman noticing. Now with only a space with the size of a pingpong ball, he aimed his gun. If he shoot that pingpong ball sized space perfectly, the man will die. If he don't then she will die. When he wavered and turned to look at her eyes, she was actually smiling and mouthed, 'You will be able to save me.' *BANG* *UPDATES DAILY* Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) VERACITY OF THE PAST (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) CHAINS LIFTED: HER SECOND ACT (ONGOING) LLAELLEN'S UPDATES (NEVER ENDING) Disclaimer: Cover photo not mine... Please message me if I needed to change it...

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

Alex Carter was just an ordinary 17-year-old—until the night everything changed. After a chance encounter in a dark alley, he discovers an impossible power: the ability to manipulate time. But with great power comes deadly consequences. When a dangerous criminal organization known as The Shadow Syndicate learns of Alex’s abilities, they send their most lethal enforcers after him. Pyre, a mercenary with fire-based powers. Echo, a master of sonic destruction. Nightmare, a psychic who can turn his victims’ worst fears into reality. And at the top of it all—Zero, the ruthless leader who possesses the ability to erase anything from existence. With his world spiraling out of control, Alex must train alongside unexpected allies: Evelyn, a genius hacker with telekinesis, and Marcus, a street brawler with superhuman strength. Together, they uncover a plot that threatens to rewrite reality itself. As the battles grow fiercer and the stakes higher, Alex realizes his powers may be the key to stopping Zero—but using them comes at a cost. With time running out, he must master his abilities, face his greatest fears, and make an impossible choice. Because if he fails, time itself may shatter… and the world will fall with it.

When Li Yi boarded the flight to the United States, the window seat allowed him to clearly see the familiar land outside the window gradually disappearing. The outline of the city under his feet blurred little by little, and the mountains and rivers turned into winding lines until they completely disappeared under the sea of ​​clouds. His hands unconsciously clenched the armrests, his knuckles turned white, and his heart was intertwined with uneasiness about the unknown road ahead, like a lonely boat in the vast ocean, not knowing where to sail to. However, at the same time, an irrepressible excitement also quietly surged in his heart, like an explorer who was about to embark on a mysterious adventure, about to step into a completely unfamiliar and challenging field. He knew that when he went to the United States, he would rely on the metaphysical power that he had devoted himself to studying since childhood, but is now controversial in the modern era of technology supremacy. This power, like a long-forgotten mysterious key, can it unlock those hidden mysteries shrouded in the light of science? He was full of expectations and a little hesitant.

In a world where planar summoning has been forbidden for centuries, powerful barriers separate the human and demon realms. The last time such magic was used, it unleashed chaos, leading to a continent-wide war that nearly destroyed everything. But none of this stops 16-year-old summoner Phyllis from breaking the rules. Her boldness and love for adventure lead her to summon a high-level demon—but what she gets is Alpha, a demon who’s more obsessed with cooking pork knuckles and cleaning than destruction. Phyllis, living in her cozy alchemy tower tucked away in the mountains, is no ordinary girl. She’s fiercely curious, loves experimenting with magic, and has a soft spot for shiny gemstones and sweet pastries. Despite her intellect and resourcefulness, she’s clumsy in endearing ways—tripping over her own feet or spilling potion ingredients mid-experiment. Her determination and playful spirit make her a lovable mix of chaos and charm. Together with Alpha, whose childlike curiosity and unexpected talent for household tasks often clash with his immense latent power, the duo embarks on magical misadventures. From outsmarting magical authorities to uncovering forbidden secrets, they navigate a world of danger and hilarity, proving that breaking the rules can sometimes lead to the best stories.

Wu Su Yi, a lawyer by name and occupation. A strict woman who had made herself to become the woman she became today— respected by her subordinates and upright justice to its place. She preferred her life to become normal until… a certain boy had hugged her legs. Confused, she saved the boy only to be rewarded by a marriage. MARRIAGE?! While Wu Su Yi was perfect in all ways to others’ eyes, in fact there was a hidden layer beneath her than no one knew. When Han XI Guang came to her life, he was akin to a storm. A man with a good occupation— or was he also hiding his true, dangerous self? A match of a Queen and her loyal King who hid his true self from everyone but her. Extract— “I don’t need a husband,” Wu Su Yi repeated once again, her black eyes looked back at Han XiGuang’s darker eyes without showing a single fear, making him smile. She was the only person who could do this to him. “I can treat you like my Queen. All you wish would be my command and my wish is only for you to take care of my son.” She raised her eyebrows, unconvinced, “Whatever I would request to you, you will make it happen?” Han XiGuang took her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles gently, “All your wish is my command. Who you ask me to defeat, what kind of victory I should have, and who I should kill. I would do it all for you, my lovely Queen and all I need is you to be beside me”

Um Ex-Capitão do exército é Reencarnado num mundo de Sonic e ele precisa resolver o por que ele estar nesse mundo e por que exatamente apareceu aqui, embarque na aventura de Miles Salazar. Que aventuras ele vai ter e que Inimigos vai enfrentar nesse mundo que antes era ficção para os olhos do nosso Ex-Capitão?

“Say you’ll do it.” He choked out, his hands white-knuckling the collar of her night dress. “Promise me.” In that moment Valeria looked at the man in front of her for who he was: the man who, upon his father’s orders, pillaged her country; murdered all disenters; executed her family; manipulated her into signing a marriage pact to save her cousins; instated a military occupation; dragged her to this Mother-forsaken country to make her a spectacle;  and forced her into a marriage she did not want. And yet his worst crime was being a man. Had he been a monster perhaps she wouldn’t have felt sympathy, perhaps she would have laughed in his face while his mother’s blood was still wet on his skin. Mother, perhaps it would have better is she was as apathetic to the world like Elisa, but she was not.  Elisa had been right all along, she gave her energy to people that weren’t deserving of it and some day it would be her undoing. It wouldn’t matter in the end, she had nothing left to give. “Fine.” She breathed. “Say that you will. Say it.” Valeria reached forward and grabbed his jaw to force his eyes to hers. His normally crystalline blue were red rimmed, and his pupils were blown wide- unfocused.  “I will make you emperor.”

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

The daily life of Sonic.EXE.

The scorching virus outbreak has driven Galea's ecosystems into chaos, infecting not only life forms but also advanced technologies. With no antidote in sight, the people of Galea turn to their last hope: the Authonoids, Authorized Androids engineered to combat this relentless virus. These androids are designed to fight the virus while being immune to its effects. But, the virus evolves rapidly, and the battle is far from over. As if the relentless virus wasn’t enough, some elites exploit the chaos, using the virus for their political gain. Tsuyuki, one of the Minerva's Authonoid, and his companions must find a way to accomplish the desperate struggle against the outbreak, political corruption, and unforeseen threats lurking in the shadows, before all is lost. "Mankind is dying, disorders are kings, heaven copulate hell." Content Warning: This novel contain explicit contents of violences, gores, profanities, and slight sexualities. PS 1: This is my passion project. So I will take it slowly yet consistently, where each week has new chapters. PS 2: The cover art wasn't mine. Sauce: https://wallpaperdot.com/devil-may-cry-wallpapers/ PS 3: If you wanna listen to my OSTs, here's the link: https://www.bandlab.com/mansonfd7/tracks?sort=popular PS 4: I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/315742/fictions You can support me and my work on ko-fi: ko-fi.com/mansonfd7

Sapphire has moved to another town with her daughter, Emerald, Shadow, Sonic, Amy, Silver, Lucinda and Mephiles, caught in a civil war. Emerald becomes a teenager and meets someone her age, Topaz, a Cat-vampire hybrid who has been caught up in the civil war since she was born. What will happen between the two? Book three of a series of five books (one book is on Wattpad).

Darius DeGray is a major otaku, who also happens to be one of the most dangerous men alive in the US military. With his only family dead he's alone in the world, except for his best friend Críostóir Birns. Críostóir, otherwise known as Cris, is a buddy he met while on a trip to Ireland. He's also an otaku. Together they typically shun the world around them and play MMOs until one night, strange glowing symbols appear on Darius's screen. Darius is enveloped in light and transported to another world, gaining strange abilities in the process. With no idea how he got there and why he was sent, Darius must set out on a journey to discover the cause of his unexpected adventure.

[One] The first time she saw him, he was just coming out of the theater, holding a cane, wearing a dark gray overcoat with the hem reaching down to his knees, and his leather shoes were shiny. He was tall and straight. His fingers were long, and his knuckles were large and prominent. So much so that she completely didn't notice his grizzled temples and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Later, she learned that he had been married three times and his eldest daughter had already married and had children. He is fifty-five years old. He is an old man who could be her father. [Two] "We are not suitable.I am too old." He said with a smile, lit a cigar, and held it lightly between two knuckly fingers. Her eyes couldn't help but wander over him. Although he was over fifty, he had kept his figure very well. His chest muscles were firm and his abdomen was flat. The most crucial thing was that his eyes were full of maturity and wisdom. Unlike some young lads, he could restrain his smile. He could laugh heartily, but no matter how heartily he laughed, there was always an endearing elegance. Being too old is not his fault. She thought it was that she was too young. Men all like young and beautiful girls, but at this moment, in front of him, being young has unexpectedly become her disadvantage. She is deeply self-abased because of her youth. [Three] If they were just two souls, without age. without gender, without identity, completely disconnected from the outside world, then they could indeed fall in love. One soul is qualified to love another soul. However, an old life does not have the qualification to love a young life. One-sentence summary: Little crazy one x Old man Theme: Love can transcend everything.

"Your options are, either accept your fate and move on to whatever afterlife awaits you, or come with me and live again." Dying was the best thing that ever happened to Sam. After they died in a swimming pool accident, the 23-year-old gender-fluid person met Alpha 7419, aka Alfie, a transmigration system that recruited them in his mission to save the multiverse. Sounds exciting, right? It was for Sam. Not so much for Alfie, who now had to babysit a troublesome host who seemed far more interested in sleeping around than actually completing their assignments. —Excerpt— "You do remember I can read your thoughts, don't you?" the system asked, his voice cracking nervously, hoping that this pervert would have at least some inkling of shame at being caught in her fantasies. He shouldn't have counted on it. Sam grinned wickedly, clearly delighted. Raising her eyebrows and gazing up at him flirtatiously through her thick lashes, she asked, "Hey, what am I thinking now?" The alpha system's breath caught in his throat, and his eyes went wide. "N-n-no! I wasn't made to function like that!" "I am a highly advanced AI system!" he insisted, furious, and, he had to admit, slightly frightened by the unfamiliar feeling aroused in him by the image of himself panting and crying out as his knuckles whitened from how hard he was gripping the sheets. "Hush," Sam crooned at the flustered AI. She grinned wickedly at her soon-to-be partner. "I won't do anything to you that you aren't begging me for on hands and knees." ***ADULT CONTENT WARNING*** This novel contains explicit materials unsuitable for anyone under the age of 18.

[Mature content] ........ The rough kids were starting to annoy Harley. They should have died yesterday when they wanted to harass a Velvet, the new girl in their school. And today, probably, they would die. Harley was standing behind, and infront of the racks that contained books, when Reid had come to appear from the sides, along with his ugly friends. They gnashed their teeth in frenzy excitement while holding baseball bats. They must have smuggled it from wherever they belong. And they started to close in. “Come to the dark side, Harley. We would make a great team, hm? ” Reid a boy with jet black fauxhawk hair told her. Flame tee shirt , shorts, and reigning shoes, he wore. “ It would only take your feral dog type to join in the team.”were her blunt, dull words, dripping with venom that at the moment, poisoned his heart. Reid's eye twitched again in anger. This was the second time Harley was calling him an insane dog and it made his blood boil. Then, the girl's lips curled,“ What you gonna do? Bark?” That was it!! Reid swatted his bat for a hit, that he missed. The next attempt, and she caught hold of his bat hand to kick the air outta him... Reid flew over to crash into the rack behind him. Books fell and hit him, and were strewn over. “ Yaa!!”Ugly number two turned toward Harley to hit her that he missed with a step at her side, where it hit one of the racks that the impact of the bat to collide with the wood, so mighty that it left a fresh dent mark on it. Now, Harley was sure not to let that thing touch her, or else... Now, the next person was quick to appear at Harley's side so fast that when Ugly number two, had swatted his bat again, it hit him to unconsciousness. “ You'll pay for that!” he snarled. He lunged at Harley who held his arm instantly,that he screamed as she began to twist it, to dislocate his bone from his shoulder. He then sprawled on the floor and wailed in so much agony. “ Eddie!” Reid screamed,he glared at the girl, ” Fucker!" “ Kids!!” Mr Salmon Creek who was the kid's counselor, yelled at the pre-teens who were clawing at each other. Neither of them, however, paid heed to the counselor, as both were driven to the edge to injure, or worst, kill. “ The rest of you, back to class!” demanded the blonde counselor at the kids who were not involved but we're standing idly to watch. They soon, dragged their feet at his command, leaving fewer crowd behind that contained Harley's friends that were naughty. "Enough!!!” Mr Salmon tried to stop the fight. But Harley was madder to think about stopping. Her face was wrapped in rage likewise Reid. Reid slammed Harley to the wall and went down to finish with her. Wrapping his hand round her slender neck for a strangle, Harley felt her breathing hitch. A sudden groan left his lips on feeling the pain of Harley's hit at his groin. And Harley switched their position swiftly to slam his head against the wall. Reid cursed in a little bit of disorientation but yet, got up to fight. Dodging several attacks of the boy, Harley kicked him where he slammed open, the back doors of the library, his back hitting the mirrored glass hard before falling face flat where the impact alone had caused it to crack... As he slowly rose, Harley kicked him in the jaw and pulled him up to his feet before slamming punches at his face till her knuckles were bruised and coated in his blood. The next move had been unexpected as Harley had twirled to kick him, sending him to hit the glass once again before it'd finally shattered open with Ried to fall off through the huge flaw. Silence filled the library after gasps of terror had left the children's lips and Mr Salmon's jaw dropped. Harley had openly murdered someone.

In the busy streets of Boston, Alex's boring life takes a wild turn after a serious accident. A quirky scientist gives him a high-tech makeover, turning him into a mix of human and machine. As Alex gains super-smarts, he starts to regret the whole upgrade. The Upgrade is a story that mixes everyday life with crazy tech adventures, making you think about how much we're willing to sacrifice for progress. In the heart of Dorchester, things get even crazier when Alex discovers a terrorist plot. Now, armed with superpowers, he faces not only external threats but also his own inner struggles. The Upgrade is an emotional rollercoaster, exploring what it means to be human in a world full of upgrades. Get ready for a thrilling ride that blurs the line between man and machine, questioning the true meaning of an upgrade.

Angelo Verde is a spy who investigates the Mafia's underground business. In the middle of an undercover operation, some unavoidable events leave him no choice but to serve Marvel Yerevan, the Mafia crime boss of one formidable Family. The taste of horrible and peculiar experiences in the underworld does not stop him from stepping deeper into the Mafia's territory, all to gain Marvel's trust. Ready to submit, even become a plaything, he will act subservient while secretly taking advantage of his position for the investigation to complete the tasks he is given. But, can he win the mission when he has never been victorious over a personal battle with the boss? EXCERPT I: "Sir, I think you need to change your clothes, or else you will catch a cold." I suggested Marvel, using his half-wet suit of rain as an excuse to get to know him better. The man in front of me was so tall and well-built, his physique exposed both strength and beauty. It wasn't out of curiosity that I patted his shoulder to sweep the wet dots away, but I wanted to create a connection with him. "If you don't mind, let me help you," I smiled. "It's my responsibility to take care of your health and serve you, so let's go to your room and change-" The coldness of fingers touching my cheek startled me, freezing up the rest of my words. Before I could develop a reaction, the artistic form of a man had turned blurry above my dilated eyes when Marvel reduced our distance. Seizing up the air I meant to breathe in, his lips contrived a way to communicate with mine without the need for words. I always asked myself, what should I do to get closer to Marvel, to step into his territory, to make him trust me? I think I know now. EXCERPT II: "It isn't that hard," Marvel convinced me, sure of it. His knuckles slithered above my cheek. "All you have to do is put it inside your mouth and just let it slide above your tongue." His words were followed by a gesture of his thumb teasing my lips until I felt it in between my teeth. Demanding access, it started to push in deeper, stroking my tongue without any sign of reluctance. When his eyes slightly narrowed to hold a smile, the steel blue marbles glimmered, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from this handsome gent in front of me. "You can do it, right?" At first, I wanted to pretend I didn't understand what Marvel was talking about, but my attempt to be indifferent might not work against someone with a character like his, knowing how much power he had, and I realized what his true intention was. I forced my mouth to open, only later did I know that those simple words would change my fate completely. "Yes, Sir."

Amber is a young girl that has lived 2 lives. The first one is tragic and haunts her in her second life that she wants to live to the fullest yet the darkness somehow always appear wanting to swallow her and take away her happiness... Again. Yet she is always shameless and never scared of danger or any consequences of her actions ~Excerpt~ ‘Ugh! I just want to skip! God, why do you hate me so much! Nothing good ever happens when I try to do what I want.’ Amber whined inside her heart flopping half of her body on the desk with her snow-white wrists sticking out at the front of the desk. Her long silky Midnight-black hair covered most of her body But slid down her stunning face accentuating her small, delicate frame making her look like she was a doll because she looked so still yet beautiful and Ethereal catching everyone's attention. Amber felt everyone’s gaze on her so she propped her pointed chin on her knuckles smiling at everyone who became in a daze when they saw the doll become even more enchanting. “What? Is everyone here so infatuated with how perfect I look that they can't tear their gaze away from me?” Amber said with a provocative look. Everyone who heard her only thought of one sentence ‘Narcissistic Demon Goddess is too Shameless’ they all felt like puking blood from her shameless words. This the first time I have thought of publishing I hope you guys like it.

[Mature Content] A humble shop owner struggling to make ends meet in the modern world, storms into a company to demand her money back for a defective vibrator when she meets the arrogant and dangerous boss, Alaric Draconis. In a twisted tale of rags to riches, love and war; something dark lies just beneath the surface, challenging Ari's world as she knows it. There are things out there that prey on humans, hidden councils that keep mortals oblivious to the bloodthirsty beasts that lurk in the shadowed streets of Seattle Washington. In a world of witches, ghosts, succubus', werewolves, and vampires, Ari is the most dangerous piece in the game: a blood doll that strengthens a vampire's ability. The ultimate weapon between warring supernaturals. —————————————————————- Ari used a single hand to dig into her bra, retrieving her cellphone. "I will not grovel like some sinner in church. Are you secretly some kinky priest?" She waved the device at the door guard. The threat was mostly empty. She couldn't really afford to be involved with the authorities and explain why she'd stormed into the building to begin with. The silence grew as she waited with baited breath. Please let this work. Please let this work. She prayed in her mind. "I don't think you understand, Ms. Ari. A man such as myself doesn't aim for success with the idea of only pleasing some of his genuine audience he appeals to. The goal is perfection, and I've had that for ten years until today. I couldn't care less if you were God," He spoke lowly, then said. "If I can't handle a woman with a mouth I shouldn't run a company." Alaric chuckled lowly beneath his breath and rested a fisted hand against his mouth where he bit on each knuckle slowly. This woman surely had an interesting thought process, especially the vocabulary of words she used in a sentence when speaking about him. "A priest?" His naturally almond shaped eyes seemed to almost narrow more than they had, smooth wrinkles scattering at the corner of each eyelid. Another glint of red light flashed onto the surface of those Grey hues from the various city lights flashing through the large floor to ceiling windows. Dark clouds loomed behind him, and when he stepped forward and crossed the room, he'd seemed like he flew down from them; some fallen angel who'd descended from grace. The speed was quick. In one blink he stood in front of her, his hand coiling around her wrist tightly. "I've been many things in my life, but priest isn't one. I've been an angel, helping those in the community stand on their feet. I've been patient, and I've been the devil to those whom I dislike. Being on my bad side isn't where someone would like to stay if they had any sense. Apparently you don't have that. Let me tell you exactly what would've happened had you called the police. They would've come right in here and ignored everything they saw. Why? Because money and fear keeps people's mouths closed." Yanking her lifted arm downward, he forced her onto her knees before him, his gaze glinting in the darkness. "And only an idiot would forget to apologize when they attempted to swindle someone out of their league. If you want a new product, fine. But you won't be getting your money back. Remove your rude comment off my site and all will be forgotten."

The strongest demon Lord was killed by his son and was reincarnated as a human,after his reincarnation as a human and with his new name as Leo, with his friend they started cultivation form childhood and Leo becoming the outstanding one at a very young age he ascend and become a demi-god with his friend they fought through countless battle ,kill the Gods and finally encounter a very powerful opponent which they have ever dream of, After countless battle they finally resided in the Ratient kingdom and made a world of cultivation to prepare a battle between them and the ORIGIN,Their creators, Now let enjoy the mesmerizing future of the young youth.