Muzan In Hell

" Wha- Where I'm I?" David Atlas a man with no ambition or direction. Live was meaningless and tiring, the only thing keeping him sane was a novel he religiously followed. Ascend through Darkness was what one would call a masterpiece; the story was some much more than the average slop readers were forced to have down their throats. With a well fleshed out power system, intriguing characters, and villains that would have you on the edge of your seat, fingertips soaking from saliva. Sadly, the novel was discontinued for unknown reasons, it was as if the author disappeared from thin air. Right on an important ark in the story. As if like couldn't get any worse, his house was broken into, and he was subsequently murdered. Only for him to find himself in the novel as an unknown extra! //Unique Trait// Con- Man "Con man? What kind of trait is that?"

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

- (Do you want to die?) - "YES!" But I didn't die! why? WHY! WHY... I can't see anyone, I can't see anything! where am I? all I see is white, white, white, WHITE! please... why should I suffer more than I already did...

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Go Back to Hell follows Daki fierce demon sent to Earth to retrieve escaped evil spirits using a powerful red sphere. Her mission takes a turn when she encounters Park Woo Joon, a sharp-witted police officer with an unexplainable energy. As Woo Joon investigates deaths, a fallen angel, Uriel arrives to purify possessed humans—putting Daki’s life at risk. Meanwhile, Kim Ji Sik, a famous exorcist, senses dark forces at play. With demons, angels, and humans clashing, Daki must complete her mission before she’s the one sent back to hell.and she might perish forever But who is the real threat in this battle?

Kali Eufracia Isvara A highly skilled assassin, a student at the prestigious De Lahnnel University, is tasked with a mission of profound personal significance: to avenge her mother's murder. This undertaking, however, proves to be a crucible, forging an unexpected transformation within her. Her relentless pursuit of justice leads her to a young woman whose plight unexpectedly softens the assassin's hardened heart, fracturing the icy resolve born from years of training and fueled by a burning desire for retribution. The path to truth is fraught with peril, complicated not only by the intricate web of deceit surrounding her mother's death but also by the staunch opposition of her beloved, whose allegiances remain a source of both comfort and agonizing uncertainty. The mission, initially a simple equation of vengeance, evolves into a profound exploration of morality, empathy, and the elusive nature of justice itself, forcing the assassin to confront not only her adversaries but also the very essence of her being. Averja Zhykiel Creuio A brilliant and exquisitely elegant young woman, flourishing academically at De Montel University, finds her spirit wounded by the relentless barbs of mockery. Seeking refuge from the cruelties of her peers, she contemplates a transfer to the more prestigious De Lahnnel University, hoping for a fresh start. Yet, fate intervenes in the form of an unexpected and electrifying encounter with another woman. This burgeoning romance ignites a passion that thrills her to her core, promising a future brimming with love and understanding. However, lurking beneath the surface of their idyllic connection is a significant obstacle, a looming problem that threatens to shatter their newfound happiness and test the strength of their bond to its very limits. The question remains: can their love withstand the storm that gathers on the horizon?

this will be around two different mcs who are different world one is a dragon and second is elf

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"A mine full of diamonds and rubies. I dug, found it and placed it upon you and now your wealth is assured. Guard it with your life. Robbers and thieves will appear from all sides. Those you trust shall rise against you. Never take your wealth for granted constantly renew it - protect your reputation. Never let your guards down." "I'm battling demons everyday not sure I'll see the next day. Waking everyday thinking I'd die tomorrow. One day I'll be right ,by then I had already left.... And everyone will go solo." "What you'll be, you'll be..." Riev, a young promising boy who has lived all his life as the son of the church’s exorcist grows up to discover he has been living a lie all these while. Son of a great Demon and a once upon a time deadly witch, birthed in fire and baptised in the blood of Demons.This history, he has no knowledge about. His mother gives him off in order to protect him from his past and future. The destroyer of realms. He’s been protected by his mother’s curse all his years. Can a curse be cursed? Destiny twirls and unwind in this thrilling story.

A lone soul washes up on the shores of the road to Hell. Who is he? Who was he? The road has many trials, and each will test him. Is anything real? Or is everything designed to steer the lost soul to his destiny.

Rachel tries to avoid the people around her. Every shadow of her past takes hold of her, and her presence makes all this present a painful contour. Reid loves the moments when she loses the confrontations, the wars. It feeds on its reactions, enjoying them to the fullest. It is as if hell has descended to earth, and every individual is divided into hell. It seems that their actions lead to a true story, and the challenge in which they are involved destroys any backup plan ...

When the treasures of the Heavens are reserved for the fortunate, the ruthless, and the elite, why is it that I can see where they are? When the tombs and caves of ancient cultivators are riddled with just as many traps and dangers as they are with riches, why can I see the hidden rooms and secret routes? Since when has there been a person trapped in Senior Brother's basement? Thank you, Map!!

A scandal entwined with a murder mystery. An unfinished love story. The foundations of two companies tremble Under the weight of a mafia controversy. And caught in the crossfire are two sworn enemies. Damien and Serafina have been natural foes since time immemorial. Nothing-not Hell, not war, and certainly not love-has ever been strong enough to unite them. But can a contract marriage, forged to bury a scandal and salvage their companies' reputations, truly erase centuries of animosity that even a mate bond couldn't overcome?

{WARNING: THIS BOOK IS HIGHLY SMUTTY} "Run, little bird." His voice is a whisper of sin and smoke, curling around my body like chains I cannot break. I should run. I should fight. But I don’t. Because he’s already caught me. A rough hand grips my throat, tilting my chin up—forcing me to meet his eyes. Red. Burning. Ravenous. "You can try to escape, little wife," he murmurs, his breath hot against my lips. "But we both know how this ends." I am his. Bound to the Devil. Trapped in his Hell. Luciel—King of the Underworld. Predator in human skin. A monster with a smile that undoes me, ruins me, devours me. Every whisper is a command. Every touch is a punishment. Every kiss is a slow death. And the worst part? I want more. His fingers trail down my spine, lower, lower—until I’m arching, trembling, drowning. "Look at you," he taunts, lips ghosting over my pulse. "So desperate for the monster you fear." I should hate him. I should fight harder. But then his lips brush my ear, and he chuckles—low, dark, merciless, making me give in to his darkhold. "Good girl."

Rose is sold by her best friend to cover a debt, only to be rescued by a ruthless mafia lord, Alexander. Thrust into a world of crime and danger, she must navigate her feelings for him while surviving the deadly underworld that threatens to consume her.

In the depth of hell, a child was born. Life and death intertwined with each other. The birth of Gods resonated with the glorious rise of the Imperial Citadel and it's eventual fall. Blades of sorrow was cast upon humanity and then, everything was wiped in it's deadly slash. One man was left standing in the wake of total annihilation.

Have you ever experienced life without being loved by your parents? Well, that’s the life of Jamie. She can’t call the people who gave birth to her parents or rather addressed them as family because they made life miserable for her. Her parents were for gambling of games and they placed a bet which they ended up losing and in able to still be the winner, they had to let go of her. She was sold to a ruthless and dangerous vampire lord without her being aware about it. But what happened when her appearance began to attract other vampires to her putting her in the line of chaos?. Want to find out how things went for Jamie? Then tune in with me, let’s drive together…..

On our earth, suddenly swarmed with monsters, the distances between social classes have neared zero, and everyone is fervently questioning, "Who deserves to be saved and who deserves to die?" "Do the rich deserve to live? " Is what a schoolboy said, glaring coldly at another school boy. 'Will I survive this hell hole?' is what Angela asked herself, hearing the boy's question. Wasn't losing her job and money enough? Does she really not even deserve to live this hellish life? Inevitably, there soon will be a new hierarchy. Not only between the awakened and not awakened. Between those who have had mana in thier life even before the arrival of monsters. Those who call this phenomena ARRIVAL OF HELL. Where in this hierarchy will Angela get allocated? "We need to see each other's states window to be able to choose reliable comrades in arm! This way we can..." An insidious person, getting a curse instead of an ability: [Congratulations, you have accrued the name: "The villainess!"] Even if she was them, she too would refuse to be in the same group as someone with a nickname like that and trash abilities like: "leader of villains" or "Part of the wall"... If she is the villainess, there must be a hero and heroin too. Will she survive? #INTROVERT #Villain #Villainess #extrovert #survival #magicalsetting #apocalypse #inhertance #satisfaying #werwolfs #

this is my oc Noa riya a boy with his luck down but hopes high to be a great duelist I intend to take this story to duelist kingdom and futher beyond

Kaido is a young boy living in a world filled with darkness and internal struggles. His life is suddenly turned upside down when his mother falls ill and passes away, leaving him to face overwhelming sorrow and inner destruction. As he tries to understand the cause of his loss, he discovers that there are hidden forces watching over his life—forces connected to the world of demons, which lurk behind everything. At a crucial moment, he meets a mysterious figure who leads him to confront the terrifying truths about his past and the fate that awaits him.

"The most hated legend in the NFL" This is the story of someone who never knew how to deal with his deepest America. There will always be a blur between him and America, even if no one can deny that he is one of the greatest quarterbacks in history... Even if, when he retires, an award will bear his name.

i don't honestly know i'm just writing a story that i made when i was younger

Synopsis: Renji never thought his life would spiral into madness just because of one job. Forced to work as a private chef, he never expected his employers to be two dangerously unpredictable men—Yuuji, a cold, calculating figure with dead silver eyes, and Kaito, his seductive yet unpredictable younger brother. At first, they were just another pair of rich psychos. But as he gets dragged deeper into their world of secrets, violence, and dark desires, Renji begins to question his own sanity. Why does Yuuji's presence send chills down his spine, yet ignite something he can’t understand? Why does Kaito’s gaze feel both mocking and possessive? And why, despite all logic, does he keep getting pulled back? When an unexpected kiss turns his world upside down, Renji realizes—he’s nothing more than a pawn in their twisted game. But is he really just a pawn? Or is he becoming something far more dangerous? A dark, psychological BL thriller filled with power struggles, obsession, and deadly attraction.

Ignis, a weary priest with shaky faith, battles demons and curses armed only with a rosary, holy water, and an unrelenting dark humor. Amid supernatural struggles and mental chaos, he discovers that even in hell, there’s room for irony. Facing horrors and secrets far beyond his grasp, Ignis must fight not just against evil, but against himself. "A Hell of a Job" blends dark fantasy, sarcasm, and the supernatural in a chaotic yet hilarious adventure.

every one has a choice in life but not all are meant to take such step cause no matter how hard you try it just sucks frost jade martis never throught she could come across him again the devil who killed her father and damn she has something that belong to him