Stain Midoriya

Isabella Martini, all she ever wanted was to find her mate and live a peaceful life with him. But all of that comes spirally down when she is accused of killing her sister. Despite being the daughter of the Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, no one believed her, not even her Alpha, Alpha Gael Romano. To make amends for the crime she did not commit, she agrees to marry Alpha Romano. But that does not go as planned, and when she realizes that he plans to kill her, that is her final straw. Now a broken soul, she wanders into the rogue territory, trying to build her life again. Arlo Bianchi, Alpha of the Black Knight Pack. He has been whispered as Death for the numerous deaths that stain his hands. Everyone is afraid of the monster he has become, but what would happen when Isabella stumbles upon his land? Will he kill her on sight, or will she be the key to his cold heart? Find out more in this book.

The smelly hearse stopped at the door, the sound of marbles crashing from the ceiling, someone pacing back and forth in the corridor, and the next room seemed to be cutting something. The door lock in the bedroom vibrated slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom was tightened, but it was still ticking. There seemed to be a ball rolling under the bed. The footprints stained with water are constantly emerging on the floor and are slowly approaching. At three o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge hid beside the radiator with a kitchen knife, and the phone in his hand had just been dialed. "Landlord!"! This is the night you said.A little lively?! "

In a kingdom characterized by political intrigue and betrayal, a young man named Roy finds himself at the epicenter of a deadly conspiracy. After enduring numerous assassination attempts, he is once again targeted by a group of elite assassins. Severely wounded (and on the brink of death), Roy narrowly escapes with a fatal injury, his blood staining the ground as his body collapses. As life drains from him, he begins to lose consciousness, accepting that this may be the end. However, fate has different plans. Just when he believes all hope is lost, a mysterious force intervenes, saving him from death’s grip. Although severely weakened, Roy embarks on a new chapter of his life, forced to confront the complexities of survival in a world where nothing is ever truly what it seems. This experience reshapes his understanding of loyalty and trust, because surviving is just the beginning of a far more intricate journey. As he heals, Roy confronts the harsh realities of his predicament. With adversaries lurking at every corner and secrets (that) envelop his past, he is thrust into a game characterized by politics, power and betrayal. Although he has endured painful experiences related to love and loss, he finds himself entangled with Princess Rina, who is determined to make him fall in love with her—(even if) it means sacrificing everything. However, for Roy, love is nothing more than a curse: a destructive force that has already inflicted enough pain upon him. Amidst the escalating tension and political turmoil, Roy must navigate a perilous world, constantly battling for survival while grappling with his own indifference to the emotions that others seem to desperately cling to. As he becomes increasingly intertwined in the treacherous game surrounding him, Roy must decide whether to embrace his past and the relationships that accompany it, or to remain an isolated figure, detached from the world he once knew. This tale of survival, love and betrayal reveals Roy's journey as one of resilience, self-discovery and the harsh realities of a kingdom dominated by manipulation and deceit.

He married the daughter of the Lancaster family purely for revenge. He expected her to be obedient and submissive, not to resist or show emotions—a perfect pawn in his plan for vengeance. However, when his gaze locked onto the third daughter of the Lancaster family, the one who barged into the living room was her—disheveled and stained with blood. She seemed ordinary, but beneath the surface, she hid an unknown sharpness. "Do you love me?" he asked coldly. "You're crazy!" she rolled her eyes in disdain. In that moment, he smiled with satisfaction, believing he had everything under control. But she fought back. Marrying him was merely one step in her own plan. Four years later, with the Lancaster family completely destroyed, she threw the divorce papers in his face, smiling like the final victor: "Albert Wilson, have you finished using me? Thank you for making me think I once loved you. Now, never see me again, even in death." Just as she turned to leave in triumph, she accidentally walked into a gang's arms deal, and an explosion forever separated her from him. It was only when he found the two-month pregnancy test result among her belongings that he realized he had lost the only salvation of his life.

As one of GHOST FLEET's most formidable agents, ERIKA had spent her life honing her skills for a single purpose: vengeance. The monsters who tore her world apart, stripping her of family, pride, and dignity, had no idea she was coming for them. Armed with unyielding resolve, she believed she was ready to unleash hell. But vengeance is rarely simple, and the truth has a way of cutting deeper than any blade. The man she had silently loved, long before she even understood the depth of her feelings, stood revealed as her enemy’s most trusted ally. The love she once deemed unshakable was nothing more than a cruel illusion, a game in which she was but a pawn. Betrayed and broken, she did the unthinkable. Without a moment's hesitation, she leveled her gun at the one who once held her heart. Yet what Erika didn’t know was that, to him, she was not a pawn but the very center of his world. She was the dream he had dared to pray for, the light he craved in a life of shadows. And for her, he would set the entire world aflame—even if it meant turning it against himself. She was a phoenix, rising unbroken from the ashes of her past. He was the storm, destined to burn beneath her radiance. In a tale woven with betrayal and regret, friendship and greed, the unrelenting pursuit of power, and mysteries buried deep, one truth remained: Even in the face of hatred, even when stained with blood and vengeance, love does not die. It endures. It transforms. And it consumes.

"The power is forged only by bathing in the blood of fallen enemies." "Every drop of blood spilled that stains the world strengthens the path to eternity." "Return favors twofold, and resentment, betrayal, and pain a thousandfold—let them fall before you." "Make the gods tremble before you, for there is no being in heaven or earth that cannot be destroyed." "If the heavens block your path, destroy the heavens. If Buddha stands in your way, kill Buddha. As long as you are strong, your will becomes the will of the world." When I began my path to cultivation, I was instructed with these phrases. They told me this was the common Dao followed by cultivators. They said cultivation is a thorny journey with limited resources. They said for one to ascend, millions must fall. Immutable rules. A predestined fate. This was the legacy left to us by our ancestors who forged the rules of cultivation. These ancestors chose a Dao of violence and domination. But I did not accept it. I mocked it. I did not want to be part of this solitary world of violence and battles. I could not accept stepping on and massacring my brothers and sisters to become stronger. Wars. Trials. Conflicts. Betrayals. A lonely journey to become the ultimate existence. I did not want to accept it. I did not accept it. I, let me say it, I did not want to cultivate.

What Does It Mean to Be a Slayer? Is it the power to cut through monsters or the will to cut through fear? Is it the weight of the crucifix or the burden of the choices it demands? Is the mark of a Slayer found in their strength, or in the lives they leave untouched? Is it to chase a dream, or to wake others from their nightmares? Do you fight to reach a dream, or do you fight because the dream is already lost? When blood stains your blade, does it cleanse the world or taint your soul? Omari does not fight to build a name, but to ensure others do not lose theirs. He lifts his blade not for ambition, but for those too weak to lift themselves. Perhaps to be a Slayer is not to ask what you stand to gain, but what you’re willing to lose. Perhaps it is not the pursuit of power, but the realization that power exists to serve others. Omari does not fear death; he fears a life where he fails to save. For him, the crucifix is not a weapon of ambition but a promise kept to those who cannot protect themselves. What does it mean to be a Slayer? Perhaps to be a Slayer is not to live for a dream, but to die without regret. Perhaps to be a Slayer is not to seek answers, but to shoulder the questions. For Omari, it is all of the above and so much more.

In a world where reality is warped and blood stains the ground, the crash of a mysterious spaceship seventy years ago birthed a generation that knows only terror and despair. Anomalies have twisted the landscape into a living nightmare, where death is ever-present and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The survivors, born into this unforgiving hell, are driven by a desperate need to uncover the dark secrets of their origins. With every step, they delve deeper into a world shrouded in fog, where the line between life and death is razor-thin, and hope is a distant memory

In the war-torn lands of Brasshal, kingdoms crumble and rise with the swing of a blade or the whisper of a spell. Ancient grudges between humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, and other mystical beings ignite endless wars, while powerful magic shapes the fate of those bold enough to wield it. Amid this chaos, blood stains the soil as legends are born and forgotten. For Aldric, life was ordinary—until everything changed. One night, he dies in his sleep, only to awaken in a savage new world, inhabiting the body of a nameless, dying soldier sprawled across a battlefield of corpses. Lost and confused, Aldric must now learn to survive in a realm where violence is law and trust is a rare commodity. As he battles goblins, braves shadowed forests, and discovers the mysteries of this ruthless world, Aldric realizes his arrival in Brasshal was no accident. A mysterious power flows through him, granting him strength—but at a cost. In a land ruled by steel and sorcery, Aldric must decide: will he be just another pawn in the grand game of survival, or will he forge his own path, rising above bloodshed and chaos to uncover the truth behind his strange destiny?

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

A high ceiling, adorned with intricate carvings and fanciful decor. A warm golden light passing through stained glass highlighting the beauty of justice and righteous valour- a contrast to the maleficent beings that would often face this light- illuminates the room. Upon a raised dais, there is a displeased king, and by his side, stern-faced nobles and court officials stare down menacingly at the accused. Below these extinguished figures, bounded by chains and covered in grime, was a six-year-old girl. "Ixion Akastos Vespera" "In the presence of our sovereign King and the noble dukes of this great nation, you are summoned to answer for the grave crimes alleged against you. The entire house of Vespera, your family and lineage, has been wrongfully slain by a treacherous prisoner of theirs. We have reason to believe you have conspired with the ungrateful fiend, betraying your own blood and committing treason against our liege. How do you answer? Are you guilty or not guilty of this heinous crime?" "Not guilty." "Not guilty? Very well. You shall-" "I killed them myself. Not the dragon, only I." Murmurs erupted among the usually unperturbed high-class nobles. "Is it not according to law that a bloodline inheritor may kill all other potential heirs? As for my unfortunate mother, she was merely an unintended mishap." °°° Alexandra Chase, among a million others, found herself in a deadly game orchestrated by a supreme goddess to gain access to another world. Unfortunately, her life in this new world won't be any softer than the one before it. Her drive is not only to survive but also to supersede those beings who stand above. The goddess's schemes are far deeper than she could imagine. She is granted talent, unlimited potential, and terrifying attunement to the world itself with her new body, but many geniuses die young. Her most capable weapon is a concept many have yet to fathom- her soul.

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She was the forgotten empress, betrayed and murdered in cold blood. Now, reborn into the heart of a noble family, she awakens with the memories of a lifetime lost and a thirst for vengeance. Lady Elara remembers the sting of betrayal, the cold steel that stole her throne and her life. Now, granted a second chance at life, she vows to reclaim what was stolen and bring ruin upon those who wronged her. Yet, fate is a fickle mistress. Navigating a court rife with treachery and deceit, Elara finds herself drawn to a powerful and enigmatic lord. Their connection runs deeper than she could have imagined, entwined with the threads of their past lives. But as their love ignites, so too do the shadows of their enemies. Will Elara rise from the ashes of her past to seize her destiny? Or will the crimson tears of her tragic fate stain the pages of history once more? Crimson Tears of Scarlet Fate: A Reincarnation Romance - Prepare to be swept away in a world of magic, treachery, and a love that transcends even death itself.

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

In the frozen wilderness of the Snow Lands, Scypha embarks on her coming-of-age journey with her wolf companion, Darko, when she experiences her first blackout. She wakes to find her hands stained with blood and no memory of what happened. As these episodes become more frequent, their cause unknown, she can only grow increasingly fearful of the violent, uncontrollable forces growing within her and the unsettling euphoria that always seems to follow. Far to the south, the dryad Eletha, a fervent guardian of nature who harbors deep disdain for humans, faces her own troubles. Dealing with the meat-men has never brought her forest or its people anything but grief, and an inevitable conflict is brewing. One can hope for a peaceful solution, but given the unreconcilable differences between the two peoples, others might be far more appealing...

In the shadowed heart of Arunachal Pradesh, deep within the forgotten valleys of Dibang, there exists a place lost to time and wrapped in horror. No map dares mark it, no local speaks its name. It is a place woven from nightmares, where a golden light glows at dusk, and an eerie, seductive music echoes through the mist. This place has but one rule: once you step within its grasp, you belong to it—forever. Those who have ventured close are drawn in, captivated, and when they realize the terrible truth and beg to leave, they find only one way out—a final, blood-stained sacrifice. Enter, and you may never escape.

In this cage...there was no afterlife... Within the birdcage...there were neither deities, nor captors... Life was simple and meaningless. Death was truly and bluntly, an end. The birds held captive in their cage were unable to escape, for no matter how starved or frantic a chick was, they couldn't dent steel with their soft beaks. Who could feed the starving birds? They couldn't even feed themselves? The birds, trapped in their infuriating prison and desperate for any food at all, celebrated in joy when a banquet started! Food for as far as their eyes wished to imagine! And what a FEAST it WAS! The survivors stood over the leftovers of their meals, their ravenous beaks licking away the blood staining their tainted feathers. They knew this solution wasn't sustainable, and rather than waste away by praying to a non-existent heaven, they grafted their own Gods out of the bones of their former kin. ___________________________________ "The Birdcage" is a world with a barrier made of an indestructible material at its edges, from earth to sky. Inside this confined land, lavish resources filled the fields for as far as one could wish for, though its inhabitants were alone without any other living creatures outside of themselves. The world was peaceful and prosperous, until an unknown cataclysmic plague swept the land, poisoning and rotting almost all natural resources and food that existed. The people, starving and in despair without so much as a god to pray to for help, resorted to the only food left in the entire birdcage. Themselves. After the ensuing frenzy, they forged a ritual for a chance at salvation. They created their own Gods known as, “Concepts,” that embodied their artificial beliefs and ideas, though their desperation only furthered the destruction of what was considered natural. The world is fading away. There’s no point in family, society, nor unity. Either find a fleeting, pointless escape, or succumb to your fate and be devoured by the starving.

Born as a result of betrayal, revenge and agony; Zhu-yin, if that's his real name, tries to change his fate, and for that he would even be the demon king if needed.

In a world where power defines existence, where fate is forged through blood and fire, one broken soul rises from the ashes. After the annihilation of the Lou Clan, young Yan Lou is left with nothing but a burning will and a nameless sword art stained with his father’s blood. Cast into the unforgiving world of Murim, where ambition and betrayal intertwine, he seeks strength not for revenge—but for meaning in an existence ruled by chaos. Branded as a dangerous prodigy in a middling martial sect, Yan Lou defies his fate through ruthless cunning, unyielding resolve, and a mastery of the enigmatic Void Blossom Sword Art. As he ascends through the brutal hierarchy of martial arts, he faces enemies far stronger, a corrupt world bent on his destruction, and the dark secrets of his clan’s forgotten past. But in a world where even legends fall, the question remains—will Yan Lou rise beyond mortal limits, or be consumed by the abyss he seeks to conquer? Sword of Transcendence is a gripping dark cultivation epic blending relentless battles, philosophical introspection, and a brutal journey toward ultimate power—where the price of strength may be everything.

[ WPC FEB 2024 ENTRY ] Hao Chen, a very handsome young man, doesn't have anything except his little sister. As he was walking home from where he worked, he suddenly had an accident. A car hit him while he was crossing a zebra crossing. But Hao Chen knows one thing, if it was a deliberate act, knows who is the mastermind behind all this. Unfortunately he couldn't do anything at that time, due to his serious injuries. His head was bleeding, and even his bones were broken. Because the blood continued to flow out, staining the surrounding streets. Hao Chen, he died. But he didn't realize that there was a light that witnessed everything, about his entire life and his memories. "What a poor mortal, let me, the God Emperor, Hao Tian, ​​help you avenge yourself!" A voice sounded from the surroundings, its tone was arrogant and filled with elegance. Suddenly the light began to enter the depths of Hao Chen's body, who was now dead. *** Watch on by reading the first chapter of this novel, the adventure that the god emperor will go through who returns as a mortal! Discord server: https://discord.com/invite/4yCzqTCUhp _________________ Others Tags: Evil MC, Cunning MC, NO YURI, NO NETORARE, ECCHI, HAREM, Mature, Adult, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal, Backdoor Sex, Beautiful Females, Dao Companions, Dual Cultivation, Netori, Dragons, Demons, Phoenix, Conflict, War, Overpowered, Genius, Wise, Campus, Teacher, Milf, Alchemy, Sister, Young & Mature, Young Girl, Mature Girl, R18, Smut, Ecchi, Blowjob, Titjob, Kiss, Romance, Fantasy, Gods, Immortals, AntiHero, Villain, Rise, Rise of The, Chaos, Mystery, Polygamy _________________ Daily Mission: 50 Powerstones: 1 Chapters Bonus! 100 Powerstones: More 2 Chapters! 50 Golden Tickets: 2 Chapters Bonus! 100 Golden Tickets: More 5 Chapters! _________________ Remember if the cover on this book is not mine!

In a fractured world teetering on the brink of chaos, the Tree of Eternal Life—a source of unimaginable power—remains sealed away, its roots the only barrier between harmony and ruin. For centuries, the four worlds; Heaven, Hell, Purgatory and The Material world have been kept apart by Yahweh’s decree. Now, whispers of rebellion stir, driven by a force ancient and vengeful. Jeremiah Mason has carried a curse since childhood—a pact forged in blood with Lucifer himself, bound to the demon Eosphoros. Shunned as a devil and haunted by a power he never asked for, Jeremiah’s soul burns with a single desire: to prove he is more than the darkness that clings to him. But in a world where strength is survival, he must decide whether to embrace his curse or forge a path through sheer will, even if it destroys him. Rakael, born of angelic blood, watched her clan slaughtered in a night of fire and death. Consumed by vengeance, she made unholy pacts, choices that stained her wings forever. Now an Exorcist, Rakael fights to atone, carrying a blade forged from her guilt. But with every strike against the forces of hell, the ghosts of her past only draw closer. When a secret sect rises to unite the worlds and unleash the Tree’s power, humanity’s fragile existence is thrust into peril. As Jeremiah and Rakael uncover the truth, they realize the stakes are far greater than they imagined: Lucifer himself plots to use the Tree to exact his ultimate revenge on Yahweh, reclaiming the place he lost in Heaven. With the line between good and evil blurred, Jeremiah and Rakael are forced to confront not only their enemies but their own demons. How far will they go to protect a broken world? And when the time comes to choose, will they save humanity—or damn it? The Cursed Exorcist is a dark fantasy epic of power, vengeance, and redemption, where every choice cuts deeper and the cost of survival may be too high to pay.

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

He is a doctor who specializes in helping to heal wounded people, keeping his oath close to his heart and mind, until he has met her. A broken woman with a broken soul and yet the most beautiful one his eyes have ever laid upon. She has awakened something inside of him that he does not know existed—obsession, possession, and manipulation. He has never wanted anything or anyone ever before the way he wants her. A doctor who has promised to save as much lives as he can, not until a threat to their relationship arrives, then he will hide away his wings and color the white gown that hangs around his body with deep red.

"Your skirt is stained by the way..." Kayla met her husband Zayn in an embarrassing manner. They never cross parts again for years not until life became a little too hard for Zayn. Zayn was on a job hunt, but it was hard getting a job since he didn't have any significant skill to offer. He eventually runs into Kayla's sister; Natalie who offered him a job as the marketing director of her company. A gala was held by by the company which all workers and the Renzo family are demanded to be in attendance. Kayla is trying to make sure the pictures taken by the press and paparazzi comes out perfect to avoid scandals when her eye lands on a familiar face. she wasn't certain who it was at first but she would eventually. Zayn does not remember Kayla neither did he remember that particular event, and Kayla vowed to make sure he never remembers. Life had a little surprise install for Kayla but little did she know she was going to spoiled by that very man...

Lance Demetrian was born to Guardian Oberdan Demetrian, a renowned war hero of Velmyr, and Liria Solvaris von Velmy, the proud sister of King Dessus Solvaris von Velmy. His birth should have been a bridge between the common roots of his father and the noble lineage of his mother. Instead, it became a source of shame and conflict that would define his tragic youth. Lance was born under a lunar eclipse, an event never recorded, and as such, never before seeing by the people of Velmy, being labeled as "The Child of the damned" Lance was disdained by the court for bringing shame and being a stain in the purity of the Royal Blood. His mother driven by supersticion, refused to hold him as an infant, ignoring him the entirety of his childhood. His father focus was on maintaning he new found noble title, subjected him to relentless physical and mental trial, a practice that the people believed would awaken the "Guardian" status, yet Lance could not awaken, being deemed as too soft and weak by his father. Considering this they chose to focus their care on Lance's younger brothers and sisters. Being 10 years old, in one of the trial commanded by his father, the young Lance was attacked by a wild boar, as he hesitated to do face the beast he was saved by his father's men but not without a cost. Though his inaction was caused by fear and inexperience, his father just saw a coward. King Dessus saw this oportunity to get rid of the "Child of the damned", just as a political move to regain the court support. Along with Liria they accused Lance of stealing a Royal relic that had been giving to Liria the day of her wedding, labeling as a traitor. His father didnt opose the idea, Lance was after all his heir, and an unworthy at that, so he decided to cast him out, so to make Lance's younger brother the heir of the Demetrian house. This way young Lance alone and with a pouch of gold, was sent to a distant and barren land, never to be seen again, or so they thought

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Ivy Harrington is thrust into an unexpected challenge: to claim her share of her late father’s inheritance, she must marry before a looming deadline. Desperate yet determined, Ivy proposes a fake marriage to Sabastian Cain. A wealthy, enigmatic stranger whose charm and sophistication conceal a darker truth. As their marriage begins, Ivy discovers that Sebastian’s world is far from ordinary. Secrets emerge—whispers of power, immortality, and a blood-stained history—that force Ivy to confront the impossible. Drawn to Sebastian despite the danger he represents, Ivy is caught in a whirlwind of intense romance, passion, betrayal, and supernatural intrigue. What starts as a simple arrangement becomes a journey into a realm of ancient feuds, deadly alliances, and a love that defies the boundaries of life and death. Will Ivy uncover the truth about her husband’s dark nature before it’s too late? And will her love for him survive the revelation of his deepest secret?

In a fractured world, where magic stains the soul and war is an eternal tide of blood and steel, the ruins of an imperial dream rise. The Eiyu Empire, once envisioned as the foundation of eternity by Taiko Hideyoshi, has fallen prey to decay. From the ashes of the second Eiyu-Cataya war, a conflict that neither side claims as victory, emerges Ritsu, a youth with an uncertain future, marked by the misery of a discarded class. His only hope shines in the legends, in the whispers of a trial that will grant the fortunate passage to the Forbidden City, the sanctum of power, where imperial reikan and the secrets of shadows intertwine in a deadly dance... In "Shadows of the Empire: Red Sun," there is no clarity in the strife, only the ravenous shadows that dance around power. A power that does not understand justice, but survival, and that weaves its web over the throne of an empire that has forgotten how to dream. It is in this setting of palpable darkness that Ritsu will discover that the true battle is not waged on the bloodied fields, but in the abyss that each being harbors within. And as the pages are consumed, the reader will wonder if it is truly worth emerging victorious in a world where thrones are forged with the lost souls of countless fallen.

"The field where your imagination writes. The empty canvas only to be stained by your ink. Welcome to the Author's playground." Elijah, a once-trending novelist known for churning out clichéd stories to gain fame and wealth, finally grew disillusioned with his work. In a fit of spite, he decided to end his latest novel by killing off every character. Then a system popped up over his head. [ Welcome back to your Playground! ]

Title: Stained Sand In the bustling streets of Mumbai, Rohan, an ordinary high school student, has learned to live with the occasional tremors of life—both literal and metaphorical. However, when an inexplicable event disturbs the peaceful rhythm of his world, Rohan finds himself trapped in a surreal battle between reality and something far more sinister. One morning, while Rohan gets up with playful teasing from his younger siblings, Aarav and Aryan, there is something in the air that is very disconcerting: sand everywhere in great and menacing stretches, as if overnight, has swallowed up the familiar world. The streets start shifting, the school ground begins to shift, even the skies seem to have had the laws of nature torn apart. There's something unnatural with the sand, a weight in the air-as if eyes were watching him, waiting for him to make a move. It all happens when Rohan finds himself faced with a strange man who comes from the sky, garbed in flowing white robes, and tells him that he is very, very far from ordinary. Actually, Rohan leads a life full of hidden powers, wanted by darker forces, even though he has lived an apparently very mundane life in Mumbai. As the man with strange abilities challenged Rohan, manipulating the sand around them into deadly weapons and illusions, Rohan realized that he was no longer a student. He would have to stand up to the forces of this mysterious stranger, who either wanted to wake up his latent powers or destroy him once and for all. With the sand constantly shifting, it reveals more and more of its secrets, and Rohan comes to understand that his life is connected to something much greater than he could have ever imagined: bound by ancient powers, forgotten gods, and a dimension-spanning conflict. Torn by his own identity and the depth of his powers, Rohan must fight his way through this new world full of fatal enemies, obscured truths, and dark alliances. But sand is not his only enemy: old friends, childhood memories, and even the ones he loves may be part of a larger game that may destroy everything he holds dear. Can Rohan find out about his powers before it is too late, or will the dunes of destiny bury him and the world in an eternal storm?