Mkx Tremor Aftershock

“An illegitimate child will always be an outsider.” For Yu Lixue, life in the Yu family was one of endless humiliation. As the unwanted daughter with no mother to defend her, she was treated like a pawn, used, ignored, and discarded. Her talents—her paintings, her songs—were stolen by her stepmother and conniving half-sister, who claimed them as their own. Her life was a series of shadows and silence, living under their lies. But when her half-sister fled an arranged marriage with Mo Ran, a powerful but reclusive man, the family forced Lixue to take her place. Once again, her wishes were disregarded. Her marriage to Mo Ran was cold, distant—another prison she had no choice but to endure. Until the night she died in a mysterious accident, her pleas for justice buried along with her. Yet fate gave her a second chance. Reborn into the same world that betrayed her, Lixue returns with a vow: she will take back everything they stole—her art, her voice, her freedom. And when she reenters her marriage with Mo Ran, he surprises her with a proposition: he will help her get revenge against those who wronged her. But Lixue is wary. Why is this man, who barely showed her any warmth before, now offering to stand by her side? As they plot against the Yu family, Lixue realizes that Mo Ran has his own reasons for revenge. Their alliance begins to blur the line between ally and enemy, and she questions whether he’s truly on her side or if he has his own hidden agenda. In a world filled with deceit and betrayal, Yu Lixue must decide: will she risk trusting her husband, or will she forge her own path to reclaim what’s hers, no matter the cost? Excerpt: Lixue stared down at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, blinking in surprise. Mo Ran placed it before her with a steady hand, his usual calm expression softened just slightly by a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. She tried to catch his gaze, but he’d already turned away, busying himself with the teapot. “Why are you…?” she murmured, glancing between the bowl and him, her voice trailing off. He looked up, meeting her eyes with a hint of amusement. “Why am I what?” She fumbled for words, her cheeks warming. “Why are you…being so nice to me?” A small smile played on his lips, barely there but just enough to leave her heart fluttering. “Is it so strange for a husband to be kind to his wife?” She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. The Mo Ran she remembered from her past life had been as cold as winter, never sparing her a second glance. This new version of him, warm and considerate, left her feeling…confused. “Eat,” he said, his voice soft. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast.” She nodded, taking the spoon with a slight tremor in her fingers. The soup was rich, comforting—something she would have loved as a child. The warmth of it melted away a part of her guardedness, leaving her strangely vulnerable. As she set down her spoon, she glanced at him again, still puzzled. “What’s gotten into you, Mo Ran?” “…” “Let’s just say I want to spoil you my darling..”

Gwendolyn Black had all of her hopes dashed when her family moved to their little hometown. She hoped to keep a low profile or so she thought because she meets this interesting yet mysterious clique with unnatural beauty and charisma called the "Populars" and strange things seem to happen around them. She gets obsessed with revealing their secret thanks to the niggling feeling in her stomach - her instincts never lie - and due to an interesting chain of events, she suspects they are vampires. But then, vampires aren't hot? Or are they? Let's join Gwendolyn on this journey as she fights to uncover their secret? Also, When she finds out what is it they're hiding, would she become prey to them or an ally? Or even their nemesis? Read to find out. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Looking For me?" A deep husky voice echoed from her back and she almost had a heart attack. Where did he come from? As a simple reflex, Gwendolyn turned around and her eyes almost popped out. Here was Duane shirtless and only on jeans. Her eyes caught the trail of sweat that traveled into the prominent V of his abdomen and she gulped. This was sex walking in daylight. "Like what you see?" He snapped her from her thoughts. Gwen glared at him yet went ahead to ask, "H-how did you hear that question? I need to know because I'm sure as hell that you were distracted as I was. Hence, there was no way on earth you could have heard that," Duane chuckled, the kind that sent tremors down her body, "That's your mistake honey, I was listening in class," was his reply as he leaned against the wall, coming too close for her liking. He was invading her senses, his presence was making it too hard to concentrate, "It seems you need to be spanked, you weren't listening in class," He said suggestively. Gwendolyn went red in the face but she would not be fooled by his flirting, which was why she said to him boldly, "I know what you are?" "What I am?" he was clearly amused, "Then tell me then, what do you think I am?" "A vampire,"

Sudden Tremor! Destructive phenomena suddenly struck the earth. An unknown calamity that lasted for a whole minute can be felt across every corner of the planet. After this devastating earthquake followed by another destruction that wipe the land clean, a hundred meters of water. A great tsunami scours every city, every town in every country. Submerging most of the land that exists on planet earth. Almost everything was cut off, but fortunately, even in the face of the imminent extinction of human civilization, every single human was transferred to another realm which led them to safety. After some time they learned something, they're not on earth anymore. They're currently in a dungeon, far away from earth! "You're all safe here, there's no need to panic as this is the fate of humanity. The earth, your home is no longer safe. The Merge has happened and with the help of Higher Gods we were able to assist you and transfer your species to this realm." An Angel with multiple wings floating in the air said to humans. Unbeknownst to other Gods, a single human returned to 'earth'. ============= I don't own the cover photo, if you own it and wanted to take it down, please let me know. Thanks!

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

In a world ruled by ancient magic, swords, and noble bloodlines, Bones is a digger—one of the many faceless workers condemned to toil in the depths. Day after day, he mines in darkness, extracting materials to feed the noble house’s hunger for wealth and war. He’s told that his work sustains the empire, but all Bones sees is the bottomless pit of need from those above. But when the earth beneath him begins to shift, strange things emerge from the stone—relics of a forgotten age, unearthly tremors, and whispers from the shadows. As Bones digs deeper, he unravels a secret older than the empire itself. What he and his fellow laborers have been unearthing is far more than just ore—it’s a power long buried, one that could reshape the world. And the empire knows nothing of it. Caught between forces beyond his understanding, Bones must confront a choice: remain a tool in the hands of those who control him or wield the power he’s uncovered for himself. But as the line between right and wrong blurs, Bones begins to lose himself in the magic he’s unearthed. His desire to escape his fate transforms into an insatiable hunger for control, and the deeper he digs, the darker his soul becomes. In this epic tale, Bones will discover that true power lies not only in what is buried beneath the earth, but also in the choices one makes when no one is watching. The man who was born to dig may become either a hero who defies the empire—or a villain who ushers in its downfall. The question is: how far will he go before he loses himself? (Still writing casually, maybe 1 chapter a week, 2 if I'm free). (I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad on username: SirV)

The whispers started with a murmur, a tremor that rippled through the astronomical community. On November 3rd, 2013, the sky wasn't just going to witness an eclipse; it was bracing itself for a phenomenon unlike any other. They called it the Hybrid Eclipse – a celestial dance so intricate, so precariously balanced, that its effects would shift depending on where you stood on Earth. In some parts of the world, the moon would become a perfect circle, a fiery ring against the sun's brilliance, in a breathtaking display known as an annular eclipse. But for others, the moon would take a bolder step, completely engulfing the sun, plunging the world into an inky blackness for a brief, awe-inspiring moment – a total eclipse. But the true spectacle, the one that sent shivers down the spines of seasoned astronomers, was the way the eclipse would morph. As the moon's shadow, a ghostly silhouette against the cosmic canvas, danced across the Earth's curved surface, the eclipse would transform. It would begin as an annular eclipse, then, in a breathtaking display of celestial geometry, morph into a total eclipse for a select few, before reverting back to its annular form. It was a celestial ballet, a breathtaking display of the universe's clockwork precision. However, what started as a marvel in the sky soon became a turning point in human history. The Hybrid Eclipse wasn't just a dance of light and shadow; it was a foreshadowing of change. The exact nature of that change? Well, that, my friend, is a story waiting to be unraveled. The Hybrid Eclipse had cemented its place in history, not just as a rare astronomical event, but as the day the world, as we knew it, began to shift.

{Mature content} Slow burn: so be warned She is a billionaire's daughter in search of true love, despite all the heartbreaks she has been through... He is a tycoon's son looking for true love... when their paths cross will there be a great love story between these two? ********* "What do you think about Elias?" Esmeralda blinked dumbly at her father, her mind turning blank. Noticing his daughter's expression, the older man chuckled. "I had a conversation with Patrick yesterday." Hearing the name of her father's dear friend, Esmeralda's heart dropped. She didn't have a good feeling about where this conversation was going. "He had brought up a brilliant suggestion." Her father's eyes practically sparkled with excitement, a direct contrast to the building dread in Esmeralda's stomach. "My dear, how do you feel about marrying Elias?" Elias was Patrick's son, someone that Esmeralda had grown up with. However, that was all he was to her. Elias is just a friend and nothing more to her. "I don't like Elias that way, Dad." Esmeralda frowned. "You don't?'' Mr. Fernandez asked after hearing his daughter's reply. Esmeralda exhaled. "Dad, look, Elias and I are just friends. Nothing more." "But you two were so close growing up. It would be a good match, Esmeralda," her father said. Silently, Esmeralda tightly clenched her fists at her sides, trying her best to contain herself. Her father was always like this-- once he had made a decision, he wouldn't listen to any other suggestions, even if he was the one that had asked for those differing opinions in the first place. "But Dad--" "Who knows?" Mr. Fernandez cut in before Esmeralda could finish her sentence. "As the saying goes, no good relationship starts without a good friendship first. After your marriage, you might both develop feelings for each other." "Elias and I--" Ignoring her, he continued, "The boy might even welcome the arrangement. We always thought that he had a thing for you." With a wink, Mr. Fernandez stood up from his seat. "Try talking to him first so that we can get an idea of what he feels about this arrangement, alright? If he has feelings for you, it wouldn't be too bad an idea to get married," he said. Walking over, he gave his daughter's shoulder a light squeeze. All Esmeralda felt were the chains on her body tightening. She didn't want this marriage; she didn't need to be bound by it. However, nothing she was saying was getting through to her father. "I'm sure that after you see how much he loves you and how good he is, you will eventually learn to love him too." With those final words, Mr. Fenandez left the room, leaving his daughter to simmer in the aftershock of the news he had just dropped on her. Like it? Add it to your library your reviews and comments will be highly appreciated.

A primordial vampire wreaks havoc across modern day Asia. Beset by the catastrophe, Muchen has to sacrifice himself to save his family. In an attempt to reincarnate, the magus ends up lost in time, his soul stranded all the way back in 1410, amidst the brightest pyres of the Inquisition. (read more...) ~ A slumbering immortal awakes deep in the Himalayas, sowing lethal nightmares across the mortal realms. Millions perish throughout India and China in mere hours, even as national armies struggle fruitlessly to contain its hunger. Ancient paragons of magic descend from isolation, and shapeshifter beasts rise up to defend their tribal courts, all in vain. Werewolves and vampires put their eternal conflicts aside and unite, not in an effort to win — but to live. Muchen Feng is an old mage caught up in an aftershock of the creature’s awakening. Despite his best efforts, he fails to hold on to what he cherishes most. Unwilling to resign to his fate, Muchen seeks a path to the past, and tries to reincarnate. Born anew, he shall rewrite all wrongs and erase his regret at the source. Alas, his plan goes awry and the ritual is interrupted just as success is within reach. His soul is nearly torn asunder, and he forfeits control over his own fate. Adrift in time and on the brink of collapse, he finds refuge in the Dream realms, but that shelter is far from flawless. Unable to halt his soul’s decay, he resigns himself to chance. Centuries earlier, in the savage Maltese Archipelago, a sickly infant is abandoned at the Valetta port. Taking pity on the dying boy, a kind soul takes him to a monastery. That pity however is misplaced, for within that frail body linger the last embers of a drifter from the future.

The warm blood ran silently along the cold lines of his scalpel. The heavy, metallic scent of death yet to drift away with the chilling night. His knife sharpened with the dying echoes of his victim. Almost reverently, he ran his fingers along the edge, watching in awe as his blood intertwined with that of that pitiful soul. Tremors burned like fire in his body, the pleasure of death almost orgasmic in its wake. It was beautiful. His face reflected the light of the moonlight, he was enchanting yet dangerous. Darkness lurked in his midst. Like an incubus in the night, he lured his victims, watching as they willingly devoted themselves to his blade. All to keep this beautiful demon alive. --‐-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mysteriously he was dragged into this game, the blood still dripping from his fingertips. It did its best, all to please this sinister creature. Because beyond the void, something even darker, more terrifying stared lovingly at his angel, waiting desperately for him to fall deeper into the abyss once again, Chu Yi... Chu Yi... He's waiting. Wolfish Yandere Gong x Tsundere Serial Killer Shou [Unlimited Horror Instance] [Vote and comment to support the author's work] 《Every 500PS= 1 Extra Chapter》 《Every 50 Golden Tickets= 1 Extra Chapter》 《The cover is not mine. All credits to the owner. Twitter @BloodyBeni (Pintrest) Please DM if wanted to be taken down》 Discord: TomatoesandCoffee#7004 (I don't bite) ^Want to support me more? Send me a kofi^ https://ko-fi.com/tomatoesandcoffee

After suffering through her sister’s suicide, caused by the Pandora’s Software, Kia is on her way to seek revenge from the man who created it. Jase Anderson. She knew there was only one way to shut down the code. From the man himself. - “You created Pandora’s software. It destroyed my sister, it killed her..” I screamed. My voice raw. With hands in tremors, i could feel his rough skin slowly curl around my wrists. “It’s okay.. breathe sweetheart.” he soothed. The drag of his voice allured me in, and I drifted closer to his chest. No! I couldn’t do this! He killed her. I came here for retribution, not.. anything else. - TWS ¿

I gazed upon the horrific scene before me, my heart sinking as I took in the sight of Michael's lifeless body, crumpled amidst a pool of crimson. Emily and Jack, still trapped in a nearby cage, wailed and shrieked, their innocent eyes transfixed on this nightmarish tableau. Robert, restrained against the wall, wept openly, his naked torso marred by the seeping wounds that mirrored his anguish. With tear-filled eyes, he bellowed, "No!" and directed his desperate gaze downward, locking eyes with me. "It's just you and me now, Isabel," I whispered, my voice a mere tremor in the air. Months of relentless torment and suffering had transformed me into a person unrecognisable even to myself. Anger coursed through my veins, fuelled by the physical agony I endured and the emotional anguish inflicted upon my family for no justifiable cause. These myriad pains melded into an insatiable rage, unyielding and unquenchable. And before me stood the woman responsible, her posture radiating a sense of smug satisfaction. "That's it, Isabel! I've endured enough!" I bellowed at her, my voice reverberating with defiance. Her obsidian eyes widened, a chilling smile stretching across her pallid face, reveling in her perceived triumph.

"My sweetest little treasure, don't be naive, you are either damned or dead in here, so now be good and scream your loudest for me." Persephone [Psyche] Charming found herself sent away into a strange highschool for troubled teenagers after commiting a crime worthy of hell back home. Soon enough the Witch began to realize these troubled teenagers were more dangerous than the worst of criminals. Especially the Crescent brothers who were more monstrous than animals. °°° "No, whatever you're gonna say, no, not now, not ever. Also get out of my room you psychopath, you'll get blood all over my sheets…. Why is there blood all over you?" She could no longer control her urge and asked. He really looked like a mess. So much blood that Persephone felt it was his. His face had a tear, and his hair was just…. Well that hair was always looking messy. At her words that smirk died. Replaced with a lost look. "Hm, you're being nosy." He said, coolly. "....." Persephone deadpanned. "You broke into my ROOM." She couldn't help the incredulity that filled her voice as she said those words. The reddish eyelashes fluttered, and then slowly but surely the eyes were opened. It was worse than expected. His red eyes were bloodshot, hurt, so many emotions going in a long and horrible roller coaster.  Persephone always thought Caspian was a straightforward person. Everytime she met him, he would always say or do whatever came to his mind. He looked like he was mad at everything whenever he was around, because he couldn't be bothered to hide his emotions. This kind of open person, when they were hurt, it was too obvious for the world to see. Persephone's throat bobbed as she swallowed. She didn't know why she was aggrieved by the hurt in his eyes. Anytime they crossed parts one way or the other Caspian always threatened her. Seeing the cool smirk on his face all those times, Persephone hoped it would be knocked off his face, but literally seeing that arrogant look away from his face, Persephone's heart was pumping really fast. This time she couldn't control her brain from allowing her hand to reach out towards Caspian, her fingers sinking into the mop of hair for the first time. Despite the unsettlement she felt at his hurt, she couldn't help the wave of satisfaction and the tremors of shudders that traced up her spine as her fingers sank into his hair. It was so silky, as she imagined it would be, so soft, it would entice anyone to keep touching. She has fallen down the rabbit hole so it couldn't be helped as she combed her fingers through his hair softly, her skin enjoying the tickling and electric feeling of petting his hair. She stiffened when she heard his sigh. It was actually not a sigh…. If she heard it correctly it was a moan, a soft and gentle moan. Persephone felt something thick had obscured her throat from swallowing as she heard the sinfully soft moan. She peeked away from the hair to his face. His eyebrows dipped into a furrow but the curve and contort of his features couldn't be misunderstood….. This was a look of satisfaction. "What happened to you?" She sounded like she had choked out the words. The reply was a bit late but it came. "I shouldn't have come here." Seeing the way she was petting his hair, enjoying every minute of it, enjoying him enjoying every minute of it, she indeed concurred that he should not have come to her. But she said, "But you did." A hand descended on the back of her head. "Yeah, I did." [Mature Content] [Slow burn]

MATURE CONTENT!! EROTICA (STRICTLY 18+) SLOW BURN ROMANCE It all started with him placing his soft hand on my thigh then pulling the hem of my short school skirt up, practically sending wild tremors down my spine. The touch of Chevy, the playboy was sexually arousing... really good. He stroked and lightly kneaded my thigh which turned me on and made me feel awfully horny. The sound of the bell ringing startled me and I adjusted my skirt. I peered into his ocean blue eyes lurking with lust and could tell he didn't want me to leave. "I'm up for the chemistry lesson." I muttered while picking my chemistry books from the counter. "Not so fast," he grabbed my arm and pulled me to his embrace. "Chevy! Let go, I'm serious." I knitted my brows sternly. "We can have our chemistry class right here, I'll teach you chemical bonding, how about that?" He winked trying to win me over. "C'mon pumpkin, say yes!" He pestered me when I took too long to respond. I sighed silently giving in because I couldn't resist his charm...... ******* What will happen when Gigi falls in love with Chevy, a playboy experimenting his stamina on every damsel's peaches? Was he worth fighting for or would she stop giving herself to him generously? Catch up on this highschool roaller coaster and have fun reading. Like it? Add it to your Library. I'm also the author of : My Mother's Hot Boy Toy (completed) The woman he couldn't have (ongoing)

"Eu sou Helena, agora Xiao bai, atravessei para outro mundo após minha morte, se quer saber o que vai acontecer ! Venha embarcar nessa história! Aonde lutas acontecem e aonde um homem que aparenta ser frio é tão diabolicamente bonito como o mais brilhante tesouro" Um romance que irá enfrentar altos e baixos!.... Aonde o mais forte reina acima dos mais fracos .......... Aonde uma bela mulher fria , dominante rouba o coração de homens bonitos . Ela : uma medica ,general da hélite mais poderoso do século 30 . Ele : o irmão do imperador, um deus da guerra frio. Ela : teve uma segunda chance de viver . Ele : o rei fantasma . Ela :uma mulher dominante . Ele : quer ser dominado por ela . Se vc gosta desse tipo de história , venha acompanhar!!!. Uma reprise............ - se vc quer se meu , só poderá me ter nessa vida . "Disse xiao bai sorrindo maliciosamente sentada em seu corpo forte, rasgando seu manto roxo de seu corpo " - se não estiver satisfeito , caia fora e não se meta no meu caminho . "Se abaixando ela diz em seu ouvido em sussurros causando tremores no corpo de Lang " "O mesmo encara a mulher em cima de seu corpo , com um sorriso demoníaco , capaz de derreter qualquer mulher " - esse rei só ama xiao'er, xioa'er será minha única mulher. - bom, muito bom ........... "Deitando em seu peito, ela inala o aroma de sândalo de seu corpo, logo se aniando em seu peito descoberto " .......................... ................. ............................... .......... Se quer saber o que mais irá acontecer com esse casal nessa história cheia de voltas e reviravoltas . "Então seja bem vindo ao mundo de Xiao bai "

It's been 5 years since the aliens came & more than half the world's populous has been wiped out. Now they just isolate us and let us live our lives more or less like we used to. Now except for the thin tethers they constructed starting just past the [ Jersey border] that extend from the ground up, past the clouds and the frequent tremors, Life is becoming bearable again. That's what I thought until people started going missing. Taken by the aliens to participate in the rumored Lime light tournament. People die there, most of the time, they don't come back and the ones who do, come back missing memories of their entire disappearance. This wasn't my problem, I refused to believe it had anything to do with me. Until ... I was chosen.... Copyright 2015 | All rights reserved.

*After the events of Demonic Power* In the future of Demonic Power, many things have changed. One of those things is the now crown prince of Angels: Alex Gold-Lock. However when he one day encounters a piece of machinery meant to imprison a royal AND needs to go behind his parents back to stop it before it reaches enemy hands, he must get help from royalty to stop it. And the worst part? He has 3 months to do it!

Only one word: Heirloom Heirloom? Isn't that a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations? Something that is supposed to bring pride, but not always, at least not in this story. Everything started with the mysterious 'Heirloom' and everything will probably end with it. Li Wei is our ML and Wang Yu Yan is our FL. The empty blanks I will leave it to you all to fill as you read their story. Come, witness their journey full of love, dangers, and some life-threatening secrets. _____________________ Excerpt He kissed her softly at first and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made Wang Yu Yan cling to him as the only stable thing in the dizzy swaying world. And Wang Yu Yan did not realize when her hands clutched to Li Wei's shirt tightly. Her hands automatically circled Li Wei's neck. On realizing this, Li Wei slowly and slowly kept on deepening the kiss. It became more and more passionately by the second. As it did, Wang Yu Yan felt her heartbeat accelerating. Li Wei parted his lips from her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. Li Wei looked into her deep eyes. Wang Yu Yan was doing the same. This feeling that she was felt was foreign yet a nice feeling. She wanted to feel more of this, more of this, and before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, Wang Yu Yan knew that she was kissing him back. .............................. The cover is not mine it belongs to its rightful owner. This is an original story by me and my best friend. So pls give it a try Thank You Neonlover_1 and Rainbow_Writermark

In a three planet universe where oppression and discrimination are eminent, humans find themselves struggling to survive. Artemis Rivera is born into such hardships, and at a young age, she set out to change the world for good. The only way to do that is to participate in a seasonal death battle to win the Demigod title, and rule over the whole of Atela. Without humanity's support, the annoying gender rules and the hatred of the superior races, it's her versus the three worlds on a quest to become a divine being. Tags: Medieval, female mc, magic, monsters, war, disunity, medieval, system, gods. **** Volume 2 Teaser (ongoing) "You really mustn't play around with knives, my dear." A voice came from behind, and her older brother stood at the doorway, addressing the little girl. "Young girls like you shouldn't be too keen on the sight of blood." The girl twisted the bloody knife she'd pulled from the slave's corpse, and a playful look dominated her face. "But, brother, it is ever so fun." The deep scarlet of the slave stained her black dress, and she painted her fingers along with it. "Well, look what you've done to the pretty dress I got you, Cabrera." Her brother scolded, fixing his sister with a hard stare.  "Even if you desire to play serial killer, please be mindful of what you wear. I wonder how you enjoy having human blood on your expensive clothes." Thinking of human filth made him shiver, and he grimaced shortly. "Okay brother. I shall change right after I'm done testing my new toy." She glanced over at the next doll in her collection, giving her a terrifying shark-like grin. After witnessing the torture of her twin brother, a grave tremor surpassed the slave at the corner, and her skin had gone ghostly like the carcass on the polished floor.  Her eyes brimmed with tears as she stared at her insane owner, then switched her gaze back to the lifeless boy who got a heavy dose of misfortune. Cabrera clutched the knife in her hands as if imagining slowly, agonisingly sinking it into the gut of the next slave in line. It felt so satisfying. Her brother sighed in defeat then turned to leave, "Before I go, I'll tell you why I stopped by. Uncle Marcellus wants you to attend home management classes again. You were suspended for two weeks, but you spent a month at home. Good luck explaining to the old man, " He waved then closed the door. His announcement unleashed her anger, and a threatening grin spread across her face like a wildfire. "Now I'm in a bad mood!" She slowly approached the slave while laughing, "I guess it's time for us to play." My spirity awards entry ^^ Have a nice time reading.

The steppe, a world fraught with colossal demons akin to walking disasters, in such a world how is humanity supposed to survive. The once-mighty human race, now hiding in the crevices seeking refuge from the monsters that haunt their dreams. The constant tremors a reminder of the titanic monsters that lurk out of sight. But with the rise of a new Shade from the ashes of destruction, will he become humanities salvation and bring an end to an era of darkness or will his uprising herald the beginning of humanities demise. https://discord.gg/uQUcWbm

Hrimay Ganguly unintentionally helps the police in catching a local drug dealer and becomes the target of a mysterious masked girl who is skilled in fighting and has mysterious abilities. Things get complicated when this masked person encounters the 14 year olds, Ayame Mizuhara and Ravi Khatri, both of whom stop her at times. Jai Venkatesh, an honest police officer is pulled into this mess when the drug dealer is murdered in his custody and he is wrongfully accused for it. Circumstances pit these four people against the mysterious masked menace, who hides a frightening secret...

Through the era known as the Old Era there were beings known as the Ancients who roamed the world, also known as cultivators. They could crush mountains, cause tremors throughout the world, and if they're powerful enough, they could destroy a country.. But, there was one being whom ruled over all of them, he maintained the peace and balance of all worlds. Ye Huoxing, also known as the Ancient King, or God of War. He was a Reincarnated Human from Earth. He was only a high schooler when he got pushed off the ledge at the highest floor of his school by his "Girlfriend" who he saw with the school bully smirking while he fell. Once he lived his second live as the God Of War "Ye Huoxing", he realized how others wronged him. How he was blind to their fake kindness. No longer would he be weak mentally or physically. He wanted to rule everything. But all good things have to come to an end. Join him on his journey, a new life... A new

When the ground split apart and a terrible roar filled the sky, Roy Miller thought ferrying his kid sister off to safety would be the last thing he did before an Earth in the early stages of the apocalypse swallowed him up. If such was his fate, he’d have been lucky. No, the tremors ceased. The roof of dirt and shale vanished with a blink of his eyes. Night became day. Not a cloud threatened to soak him further than the torrent of rain he suffered mere moments ago. Ahead spanned a green meadow dotted with alien wildflowers, while the forest his family was camping in, or at least part of it, stood behind. To his credit, he managed to reach the dry side before he fell to his butt on boneless legs. He’d stay that way, too, mindlessly glancing at the cleanly cut seam between the fragment of this unknown land and his own were it not for the message that appeared on his phone. {You’ve been invited to [Goddess Lumera]’s chat group!} With the guidance of a benevolent deity, super soldiers, cultivators, swordsmen, beastkin, and Roy must unite under a single banner to resist the machinations of beings that would shape stolen pieces of disparate worlds in their own image.

Back then, people had abilities. But then a powerful ability-wielder took it all away, sealing it in a locked up place. However, generations later, the same person along with another unlock it, first accidentally, then on purpose. Now, two generations later, where remnants of the terrible war after abilities being given back still lingered, Misao Otsu and Hanae Sone discover secrets left unknown in the past, and who their loved ones truly are. Perhaps, maybe they too hold many secrets far too heavy for anyone else to know?

This is just a short poem explain what it feels like when my mother deadnames me.

An Age feared by all is coming.. The Demon Lord is slowly waking. The ancient war will soon begin.. Men, Elves, Dwarves, Demons, Orcs, and Dragons...

Kim was thinking to himself while looking at his friends. Although he seems playful when he is talking to others, inside he was more mature. He thinks rationally, and act rationally. He always dreamed of becoming a researcher one day and win the Nobel Prize. He had a brilliant mind which was trapped in the wrong body, in the wrong era. If only he was somewhere else different, maybe people would become more open to him and give him chances. Every single time he displayed his geniuses no one seems to bother because none did understand. Despite the setbacks, he doesn't really hate his life. He always has his lovely family and most trusted friends with him. They are the one who made his life interesting. Even if others didn't believe him, his family and friends always give moral support when he mentioned his dream. Regardless of whether they understand him or not, because of them he never gave hope with his ambition. He muttered to himself again, "Hahhh can't some interesting things happen to stimulate my brain. I'm dying here. The teacher just read his notebooks. I don't even know if he understands the content. If only a comet come smashing in or an earthqua-" Suddenly, he felt a slight tremor. He thought he was imagining things, but the class seems to be quiet. Too quiet! Again, a tremor with higher magnitude shakes the ground. "What is this? Earthquake?

She was a regular teenager, doing normal teen things. That is until a meteor crash landed onto the earth, and she was hit with the aftershock. Now with a new power, she tries to find her way through a world of corruption she didn’t even realize existed. Watch Nami as she navigates her way through a government coverup, and discovers a strength she didn’t know she could posses, with her new found super powered friends.

An alien parasite inside a cat ambushes Hikaru. Unbeknownst to it, he's a psychopath who killed his mother and can reverse-hack the parasitic cells, taking its body and powers for himself. Evolving from absorbing other living organisms, he begins changing as he becomes sensitive to emotions. Ironically, an alien made him more human than ever. Dragged into an ever-growing war between parasites and humans, will Hikaru become the dark hero humanity needs? Or will he fulfill his dream of world domination? At the same time, the Master System and its power are in peril as a result of Hikaru's actions. A simple nobody named Elijah reincarnates with the Hero System and is sent back in time to restore order to the universe. Read between the Dark and light chapters of Parazyte, explore the Naruto and Sasuke type dynamic of the two characters, the vast world-building and in-depth character development with rich side characters (sprinkled with 2D characters for fun). Warning: Book recommended for 18+. Realistic violence and death is the theme. Hero chapters are sometimes light-hearted but often contain sad realities. The world shakes under their overwhelming power. The fate of the world depends on who becomes a God first. Readers from a parallel universe can affect the storyline with their quantum tremors.