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Gallant Char

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 105.6K Views

I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

Hei Anjing is an extreme type of person. Mischievous and loves to play around with annoying people. A Devil may care attitude when in his good mood but horribly terrifying when angered. A cold hearted person with an unparalleled intelligence, who treated others as entertainment. A Nethergod who was supposed to be a Lord that governed the Netherworld as a ruler. Cruelty and Mercilessness are his nature. But despite that his heart only beats for one person. His love, feelings and obsession are for his alone. One whose memories were sealed for some reason. While the other lost his right as a lord and his soul fragments were scattered all over different worlds. Then they've met in those worlds. Bullying the heaven's beloved children and destroying the plots of the worlds creating endless chaos. With both the MC and ML having some problems in the brain and are psychopaths. Will the world end or not? "I will chase and capture you, over and over again. Imprisoning you in my embrace. Until there will be no gaps for you to escape anymore. You are my obsession and my everything." "Capture me. Find me. As long as you do, I will stay by your side until the end. There is no need for you to know what I did for you." A hellish ride of two shameless and evil people. The true meaning of their relationship was hidden within those sealed memories. An action packed journey with thrilling and full of suspense events which you wouldn't like to miss! NO ONE 17 AND UNDER. You have been warned. Credits for the Char. photo: Natalie Riverson (Pinterest)
Nilphy · 3.8M Views

The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE
Blazuku · 2.4M Views

Under the Demon's Onyx Shadow: Why Are Demon Lords Obsessed With Me?

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.
KerriahVoss · 19.4K Views

Flowers Drunk Fill the Hall

In the beginning, he said, "A lowly commoner from Jiangning County? What a disgraceful status, I won't marry her!" After meeting her, he clicked his tongue, "So frail and delicate, she can't stand a blow, too weak, I refuse!" When she approached him alone, carrying the marriage book, he stood leaning on the door, grinning insolently, "Are you here to make me marry you? But this young master doesn’t want to marry young!" Upon learning she was there to annul their marriage, his face turned dark as a thunderstorm, emanating a murderous aura, "Who gave you the guts to revoke the marriage with this young master?" ... Su Rong felt, Duanhua Princess must be blind, this man was so pampered and spoiled, how was he worth dying or living for? If she had known earlier, she would have thrown the divorce letter at his face the first time she saw him. ————————————— The tender signs of spring on the delicate Hibiscus pillow, amidst the drunken flowers filling the room, unnoticed. — Su Rong. A gallant young man in fine clothes and on a steed, a single glance causes a lifetime of confusion. — Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish. I wish to have known you earlier, protect you among the aromatic chambers strewn with brocades. Tear through the illusions, cut down the thorns, with hands unstained by blood, just as pure as you were when we first met, the young and soft little girl. Your wish is my wish. I wish I had known you sooner when you were like a refreshing breeze near the moon. I dared not approach for fear of disturbing the phoenix and mandarin ducks. Praying to be the moon in the sky to cast a reflection on you, accompany you while you watch the flowers bloom in the spring and gaze at the snow in winter, each and every year at Chang'an.
Xiziqing · 567.9K Views

Organica-Mechanus: Devil in a shell

Organica-Mechanus: Devil in a shell. Ōganika = mekanasu: Kara o kabutta akuma. オーガニカ=メカナス:殻を被った悪魔。 In the year 2086, the dwindling remnants of humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin find themselves locked in a tumultuous conflict against an unknown race codenamed the 'Discarnum,' that has completely ravaged the continents of Arema, Elionios, Dwui and Besettia, leaving only the untouched peninsula of Uretia as the final bastion of hope. Humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin find themselves locked in a tumultuous conflict against an unknown force codenamed the 'Discarnum,' that has completely ravaged the continents of Arema, Elionios, Dwui and Besettia, leaving only the untouched peninsula of Uretia as the final bastion of hope behind its thick walls, shields, and advanced defence systems. The Discarnum, devouring everything and anyone they come in contact with, including the land itself, left a desolation in their wake; cities and capitals of melted stone, warped steel, and charred bones now inherit the forbidden lands, where only a thick miasma of death and all that remains are monsters beyond the veil, leaving no room for life to grow. Aware of the impending doom, the greatest minds of all four nations formed the 'Coalition' in 2086, where the four became one and spearheaded the development of a new weapon system. With man's ingenuity, elven knowledge, dwarven craftsmanship, and the beastkin's spirit, they forged suits of living mechanised armour. Born from the labour of near extinction and desperation, the 'Organica-Mechanus' was created, and with it a dark, terrifying secret that had been buried. Governed and wielded only by the strongest and most iron-willed of the four races, weapons of immense power forged ahead, cutting into the darkness, giving the coalition a much-needed foothold in a one-sided war to push back against the Discarnum and gain ground for the first time in ten years.  Three years have passed; there was hope for light to thrive in 2089, but within that hope, shadows of the past would emerge. Beyond the reclaimed zone, a new horror would awaken; in that silence of death and despair, three words would shake the very core of the coalition: "WE ARE COMING..." In the fear of the end, something would be awoken, a sin beyond sins, a monster of monsters, a devil of devils...  "I have become the creator of demons, the destroyer of angels. I pray that one day they can forgive me, for I cannot forgive myself... for I am the one that has cracked the Devil in a Shell and set it free." Yaiku Ui -:Creator of the Organicus Interface. Created by Disanium - Sakusei-sha: Disaniumu - 作成者: ディサニウム
Disanium · 971 Views

Whispers of the Broken Storyline

In a world teetering on the brink of collapse, Elena Ravenwood and Adrian Blackthorne are destined for greatness within the intricate narrative of the Realm of Forgotten Tales. Elena, a symbol of hope and resilience, and Adrian, her loyal and loving companion, are meant to lead the tale of redemption and growth. But when the story begins to unravel, an unexpected outsider, known only as the nameless heroine (FL), is thrust into their world with a mission: to realign the characters with their true destinies and save the realm from impending doom. FL, an ordinary girl from another world, wakes up to find herself in the midst of this chaotic fantasy. Guided by a soft, mechanical voice, she learns of her critical mission to correct the characters' paths. Failure means the complete collapse of this world, taking her along with it. Determined to succeed, FL immerses herself in the plot, only to discover an unforeseen complication: Adrian, the male lead, has developed feelings for her instead of Elena. As FL navigates the complexities of this fractured tale, she encounters a diverse cast of characters who aid and challenge her mission. From Cassian Sterling, the charming rogue with a knack for mischief, to Luna Silverwind, the gentle healer with a mysterious past, and Thorne Ironclad, the stoic leader of the kingdom's elite guard, each character adds depth and intrigue to her journey. Throughout her adventure, FL faces the ultimate antagonist, Isolde Raven shadow, a powerful sorceress driven by ambition and a desire for recognition. As FL works to realign the characters’ paths, she also helps them find redemption and growth, mirroring the struggles and triumphs of real-life challenges. In a race against time, FL must balance her mission with her own emerging feelings and connections. Her journey is one of courage, wisdom, and emotional resilience, as she strives to restore order to the Realm of Forgotten Tales and ensure that its story of hope, redemption, and love can finally unfold as intended. _________________________________________ Elena Ravenwood: "We must keep moving. The fate of our kingdom rests on our shoulders." Adrian Blackthorne: "Elena, I've always followed you without question, but something has changed. My heart... it pulls me in a different direction." Nameless Heroine: "Adrian, I understand the confusion you're feeling. But our mission is bigger than any one of us. We must restore the balance, or everything will fall apart." Cassian Sterling: "Ah, the tangled webs we weave. It seems our nameless heroine here has quite the impact on our gallant knight." Luna Silverwind: "Focus, everyone. Our paths are intertwined, and we must support each other. The future of this realm depends on our unity." Thorne Ironclad: "We have our duties. Let's not forget that our strength lies in our resolve and our bonds." Isolde Ravenshadow: "You think you can change the fate of this world? Foolish. My power will reshape everything, and none of you can stop me."
Mylliscribe · 3.7K Views

Heaven's Burdens

After a devastating storm destroys the orphanage where he used to live, Atlas Orion finds himself at the center of a nightmare when the place is consumed by flames. In the midst of the chaos, he encounters a mysterious creature, a fire monster that was apparently behind the tragedy. Struggling to save the children and try to escape, Atlas finds himself facing a desperate battle for his life. The fire beast attacks with relentless violence and, in the heat of the fight, Atlas is badly burned. His skin is charred, his strength is gone and he seems doomed to die. Miraculously, however, something inside him awakens. Before succumbing to suffering, Atlas, in a last-ditch effort, defeats the monster. However, victory does not come without cost: he is left on the brink of death, his wounds deep and almost fatal. But in an inexplicable event, Atlas' body begins to regenerate at an impossible rate, a strange and new ability that he never imagined he possessed. When rescuers arrive and find him almost unrecognizable, they can't explain how he survived, After almost two months of treatment, Atlas is finally discharged, but his recovery exceeds the doctors' expectations, leaving him stronger and healthier than ever. When he returns home, however, a surprise awaits him: his keys no longer open the door. Confused and not knowing what happened, Atlas wonders if he was evicted for not paying the rent while he was in hospital. Homeless and with a newfound ability, Atlas finds himself facing a new world, full of possibilities and changes. Now, he must adapt to this new reality, where his extraordinary abilities can be both a blessing and a curse. With an uncertain future, Atlas begins to explore his new life, seeking answers about the fire, the powers that have awakened within him and, above all, how to survive in a world that seems to be on the verge of a major transformation.
senaXp · 2.7K Views

Miss Painter And Her Knight

In the quiet, hidden town of Aldervale, Vania is celebrated not only for her beauty but for her remarkable artistry. Known affectionately as "Miss Painter," her work captures the spirit and soul of Aldervale’s people and landscapes, drawing the admiration of townsfolk and distant travelers alike. Though many have tried to win her heart, Vania remains reserved, her focus on her art and on one unspoken dream. Vania has harbored feelings for her childhood friend, Keiza, since they were young. A gallant and courageous knight, Keiza treats her with the same warmth and kindness that has marked their friendship since childhood, unaware of the quiet love Vania keeps locked away. She cherishes his friendship above all else, holding her feelings close to her heart, hoping perhaps someday he might notice her in a different light. Their peaceful lives are disrupted, however, by the arrival of Prince Challierz, a man of wealth, influence, and ambition. Drawn to Aldervale by rumors of Vania’s beauty, the prince becomes enchanted by her at first sight. Unlike Keiza’s gentle friendship, the prince’s desire is a forceful obsession. Determined to possess her, he declares that Vania must join his court as his concubine, a demand that shakes her world. Caught between the prince’s power and her own heart, Vania finds herself at a crossroads. She must decide whether to bow to the prince’s will and sacrifice her freedom, or risk everything to fight for her independence. And as she turns to Keiza for support, she wonders if he can see the depths of her struggle—and perhaps the feelings she’s long hidden from him. Miss Painter And Her Knight is a story of courage, unrequited love, and the strength it takes to fight for one’s own path, even when the odds seem insurmountable.
heeeeeeeeeeyya · 881 Views

After rebirth in the apocalypse, my whole family is a big boss

Bai Xirong only lived for three years before dying in the apocalypse. Returning to the pre-apocalyptic world, a portable space was accidentally opened, which also included ancient mountain and sea beasts. Unexpectedly, this time, the whole family would become big bosses. Before the end of the world - Bai Yifan asked his sister, "Did you dream that the end of the world was coming? How am I doing?" "You can't run as fast as our parents. Fortunately - the wealth will not go to outsiders!" Bai Xi Lu's face was calm. Bai Yifan:? ? ? After the apocalypse - Embalmer Bai Mu casually waved her hand, and the zombies were chopped by the lightning power. The outside was charred and the inside was tender. Bai Mu frowned subconsciously, "I really want to put makeup on them!" Grandma Bai's family, who was a forensic doctor . Digging out the crystal core calmly, "It has a protruding jaw. It looks like it's all over the place at first glance, and it doesn't look good even if you apply makeup." Bai Yifan shook his hands and held the sack to collect the crystal core, and was strong enough not to cry. Grandpa Bai, a people's teacher, and Father Bai, a gold medal lawyer, heated a pot with oil, used their strongest powers, endured the harshest beatings, and cooked the most delicious meal. Mountain and sea monsters with unique skills - Qin Yuan, who was being rubbed on the ground by Bai Xi: "Master, you look as gentle and kind today as before!" Ying Zhu: "Rang, stop me from drying the master's clothes." " Shui Hu: "Come here, use my tree as a clothesline." Leng Yebai's chapter - Leng Yebai has been dreaming recently that he was being sliced ​​into pieces, and there was also a pretty girl being sliced ​​together. . He always thought it was a dream, until one day, the person in the dream appeared in front of him. Keywords of the novel: After the Rebirth of the Doomsday,
wina_aubre · 114.5K Views

Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands. Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out. A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy! "You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! " These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments. "Should my blade break, I will use my body!" The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive. "If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!" Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone. All hope seemed lost. "And if my Soul fails..." What could a single man and his army do? He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve. "I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!" But he was too weak, too fragile. The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy. Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint. Miracles were beyond his reach. Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne. His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground. Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes. His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire. Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him. Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again. He desired to fight for the people who supported him. Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this. As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him. It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again. "If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?" Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind. A frail and broken voice 'There is no reason to ask, of course!' "No matter the cost?" 'Even if I were to lose everything...' 'If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!' "You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious." "Will you still accept?" The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity. To lose that caused his mind to falter. Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm. Lancelot reached out. Towards the raspy voice. Towards the abyss. Towards a new future. [So you would accept after all...] 'I must accept.' 'I must stand tall.' 'I must not break.' 'Because...' 'I am the Lord of humanity! [Nay, you are the king of demons] -------------- Release @ 22:30 (GMT+1)
Lunatic_Pandora · 1M Views

My Qi Keeps Resetting

The once lazy and complacent Michael has finally found something worth getting serious for. Gifted in gathering herbs, as long as it doesn't interfere with his midday nap. One fateful night Michael's world is turned upside down as he hurries home from the mountains after a day of picking herbs. His hometown village is engulfed in flames and laid to waste, his family members reduced to charred meat. Chasing revenge, Michael must overcome all obstacles and become an exalted cultivator to avenge his family. The only keepsakes remaining are an old pendant and dilapidated cultivation technique passed down from his ancestor. Michael's biggest problem on his road to revenge isn't lack of talent, nor lack of determination. "What the F***??, is this some kind of cruel joke?" "Where is my Qi???" His Qi keeps resetting. --------------- Taking a break for a little bit DISCLAIMER: This is my first contracted book with webnovel, and I am new to writing. In the beginning MC is a typical teenager, loud, childish, sometimes lazy, not taking things seriously, and sometimes haughty (even when he shouldn't be) etc. This may put some people off. However Michael eventually grows up, just like we all do. He's full of flaws and is not OP! at least in comparison to other novels. If you're looking for character development, I believe you'll find it here. I am also improving as a writer every day, so I apologise if anything is hard to read at the beginning. Thank you for reading and adding this to your collections, please feel free to comment on chapters and place your review. If you have any spare power stones please vote! Thanks, LeeroyCGNA
leeroycgna · 787K Views

Prince of the Blood Maiden

In the world anew, where mana binds the old world into becoming fantastical and soon rules everything, called Ascended Earth. Defiance is barely surviving and always having betrayals due to his low capability to manipulate mana. But to compensate for what he lacks, he trains himself in practical skills and developed a diverse martial arts technique for himself to be an adventurer at least. Until, one day, after he was dumped by his sorceress partner early in the morning due to his weakness, he decided to set out to fulfill the guild request he claimed in the same morning. It was about to find the whereabouts of the party of silver-ranked adventurers that were said to be also on a quest in the same Acacia Forest two days ago, and they were declared missing by their families as the party hasn't come back yet, nor sent an electronic message to inform them what they are up to. After investigating a ruined church and coming crashing, surviving through the traps of the gallows of the said church, he was met with a life-threatening fate, being mercilessly decapitated by the devouring winds inside a room where an iron maiden lies. Luckily, after being pitied by God, or rather, after pleasing the woman inside the iron maiden with his grand, yet broken dreams, with the use of a spell without a chant, he was rescued from the jaws of solidarity and cold death. At first, as soon as he wakes up, he uses his stories to get permission to leave, even though the iron maiden wasn't the one who ordered the violent winds. The young man was not expected to return, but, he returns still, to tell her more stories, or rather, to accompany her each day, as the young man knows that it might ease the loneliness of the woman that is trapped inside the iron maiden for years. The days, became months, summer, autumn, winter, and spring, until a year has passed. And the tone of the woman inside the iron maiden sounds to be softened compared to the first time they spoken with each other. In those days that passed, their feelings steadily became attached, and even though he travels far for some of his quests and researches how to set her free, he never misses a day to be with her. Without her knowledge and without her telling him about the ancient enchantment that seals her inside the iron maiden, after discovering it with his mana pulse, he uses his mana pulse every day, ever since with peak focus to at least pry the magic enchantment formulation little by little. Until, a new day, a new morning came, and a foreign sensation welcomed his senses, his head was laid on something soft and squishy. And as soon as the curtains of his eyes were opened, finally, he was greeted by the beautiful grace of destiny, her. Becoming her bloodied prince, her prince that would soon write a gallant scarlet legacy in history, as the "Prince of the Blood Maiden".
SVickers · 2.1K Views

Ode to Sorcery

Six centuries passed since the end of the Profane War. The Gods are dead, violently dragged from their thrones by accursed beings whose name is only uttered in fearful whispers. The atmospheric Mana became too dense for the human populace, now forced to live inside protective domes throughout the known world. However, dreams blossom everywhere. Spellcasters, skilled individuals capable of taming Mana itself, are able to brave the countless dangers outside. From wretched Nightmares to twisted phenomena, only they can survive nature’s cruelest hurdles. Follow Aeden, a Homunculus hybrid, as he attempts to prove himself with his adventuring party, unknowing of the waves his abnormal birth stirred. Through brutal trials and traumatic ordeals - perhaps they will learn - that when flirting with death, tomorrow is a hope, never a promise. _ She exhaled. And then, the world turned red. Heatwaves scorched the earth as he struggled to take a simple breath. Flaming tendrils snaked around them, rapidly coiling towards her in a frenzied dance. It was no mere spellcast, for she hadn’t even uttered a single incantation. Her golden eyes fixed on him, burning with the truest essence of hatred. The blaze roared once more, mirroring her emotions. It devoured living and nonliving objects in a show of terrifying equality. The fire, ruthless and unforgiving, had already engulfed the whole forest. Still, before him, it only waited. It swayed and spun, whirled and twirled as if taunting him. Its influence was but torture, and he felt like his very life was being singed. The heat charred his skin, and his body screamed from the painful embrace, yet it couldn’t even compare to the fiery madness that slowly crept into his mind. The inferno parted akin to hellish curtains, revealing her silhouette, regal and solemn. At that moment, his wits could only spare a thought: “So this is.. a true Sorceress...” _ Release Schedule: Monday -> Friday (5 Chapters/week)
Apoqliphoth · 45.8K Views

Summoning of the Villainous Heroine

"Magic is dangerous for those who weren't born with it." Then came a certain damsel of destruction - overpowered even, though born as an ordinary human. Through a special type of magic, she takes form of various mythical beings - A slaying queen. An eight-tailed ghoulish monster. A scythe-wielding enthraller. A red-eyed demonness. Such and more. But then again, great power has to come with a price. --- Story Synopsis --- If Angelica "Eli" Claes were to tell what kind of role she'd most likely have if she's inside a book, she'd definitely be a mere backdrop character - especially with her grey hair, thick glasses, nerdy mien, introverted nature, and her plain appearance overall. But then again, this bookworm would rather just read and be the audience instead of filling in the shoes of a heroine that bores people to death - Or so she hoped. Never had she imagined that she'd end up taking the villainess route one day, and it's all because of a certain antagonist in a novel she'd been reading - Empress Venus, a dreaded ruler who fell on her own blade. Soon, Eli finds herself in a love-and-hate relationship with this group of gentlemen who're just too perfect to be considered 'non-fiction', throwing all her attempts to avoid becoming the center-of-attention out of the window. They also turn out to be the esteemed Student Council and the most popular guys at school, yet for an organization that protects peace and order, they sure are eager to wage war against her. Enter the perfect Student Council President who's all smiles and sparkles, the charming and blithesome Vice President, the gallant Public Information Officer known for being a social butterfly, the academy chairman's heir who strives to surpass his elder brother, and a certain classmate of hers sought by every Sports Club at school yet chose to work as a library assistant instead. Little did the bookworm know that these people aren't really who they appear to be. --- An excerpt --- "Shall we do something special?" Surprised by how smoky his voice seemed to come out, she can't help but gape a little. Before she can even make a retort, though, he suddenly raises his hand and covers her eyes with it. "H-Hal? What are you..." Unbeknownst to Eli, Hal really can't afford to reply at the moment.  Shutting his eyes closed, he then kisses the back of his hand that's covering her forehead. That's when a cool gust of wind blows by, scattering her silver strands in the air and making the scene even more picturesque. They remain in that intimate position for a while until she realizes that he's been holding her hands the whole time.  "H-Hal... What's wrong...?" she managed to blurt out despite her nonplus. Hal eventually pulls away after a few seconds of contact. Right then, his hand moves from her eyes then to her cheek, encasing it gently. Eli feels her face heating up at how he keeps looking at her with a fond smile. His grinning golden orbs match the coruscant brilliance of the stars at the night sky, especially with how they continue brimming an unfathomable kind of endearment. "Thanks for the memory, Eli." --- This is where a bookworm's love for reading, fused with a little touch of magic, gives birth to a half-heroine and half-villainess protagonist. - Weak-to-strong female lead - Two Minds in One Body - Reverse Harem but not off-the-bat - Heroes/Villains with a cause - Highschool, Family and Royalty Drama - Not Your Ordinary Transmigration/Reincarnation Story (BOOK TWO ONCOMING) (Cover Photo's not mine: Credits to the original artist) --- - Follow me on Instagram (acieetin) - DM me on Discord (Aciee#1841)
Aciee_GelaTin · 1.2M Views
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