Fnv Dust

Lin Yue had intended to find an ordinary man to pose as her husband, but by a twist of fate, she ended up with Gu Feng. She thought this man was a braggart who boasted to everyone, but it turned out that was just how he normally lived. This fake husband seems to be really amazing!

Fu Yuran, a genius actor crowned as a queen upon her debut, basked in endless glory; Yuran, a prodigal, frivolous, and brainless rich third-generation heir. Fu Yuran never thought that upon her sudden death, she would become Yuran, sharing the same name but vastly different in standing, not to mention living at the mercy of others and having an infinitely dazzling movie emperor ... brother? Yuran, who had intended to keep a low profile and strive to better herself, was one day scandalized as the "little demon" cohabitating with the great movie emperor, Yen Shen. Such gossip, truly malicious and insane! Lately, Yuran replied with no expression, "No, I'm not close with Yen Shen, you've misunderstood. How could Yen Shen possibly take a fancy to me?" Just when the dust seemed to be settling, some media personnel surprisingly caught her hand in hand with Yen Shen, and she still spoke earnestly and nonsensically, "We're just acting, don't misunderstand!" Yen Shen, "Let me formally introduce, my wife, Yuran!"

He was an orphan with mediocre aptitude and a humble background. Through perseverance and an unwillingness to settle for mediocrity, he practiced cultivation desperately. By a stroke of luck, he awakened the Ancient Martial Soul, long extinct in this world, and from that moment on, his rise was unstoppable, like a comet soaring high, embarking on a cultivation journey to dominate the world. Starting as a beggar who was bullied by others, he began to shine with each step, entering into an era of chaos where Sects are numerous, talents abound, the Ten Thousand Clans vie for power, and human heroes emerge one after another in a vast and magnificent world. With the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, he vowed to forge his own myth!

Su Chengyu took the blame for his wife and went to prison for three years. Upon release, he realized that she had betrayed him. Despite this, he benefited from misfortune and comprehended the Dao, stepping into the world of immortal cultivators. He could easily master immortal techniques and ancient martial arts. He could also refine pills, draw talismans, treat illnesses, and save people at will! Su Chengyu postured crazily in the Red Dust City, vowing to find out the truth behind the death of his 127 Su family members 26 years ago.

The frail young lady of the Tang Family, raised for five years in the Daoist temple, was brought back home. Everyone harbored their own thoughts, preparing to welcome a delicate and sickly young girl, only to be met with a bright and shiny Little Baldy. She followed them around like a little tail, proclaiming that their days were numbered. Initially, the Tang Family resisted this, arguing that even if she wasn't a sweet and adorable child, she shouldn't be a nonsensical Little Swindler! Latter on, as the little girl, vexed and embarrassed the bad guys with talk of imminent retaliation, amid everyone's cries of alarm, she confronted them with a little dust whisk in one hand and a small clenched fist in the other in an attempt to 'conquer with virtue' on their behalf. The Tang Family, gradually freeloading: Delicious! ** In the wealthy Rong Family, with a century-old legacy, there were rumors that a precious young master resided within its vast estate, dressed in traditional Tang Suit, his wrist adorned with Buddha Beads, a figure everyone dreaded. One day, under the pear tree in the courtyard, on the recliner, lay a pile of fluffy yarn balls neatly placed on the knees of that always composed and sagacious youth who was almost bewitching. The Personal Guard was puzzled, as the young master's fingers were never known to touch even spring water. Then they heard the young master ask in a gentle voice: After much consideration, a fluffy hat seems warmer, don't you think? Which color do you think Jinjin would look good in, pink or multicolored? Personal Guard: ??? ** Rong Qing had known since he was young that he was different from others, with a heavy malevolence about him, calling evil spirits close. That is until he met Tang Jin wielding a little dust whisk, pinning Evil Spirits to the ground and pummeling them, while others fled in all directions, as she recited "the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn your head to see the shore." Latter on, Rong Qing, touching her Little Baldy head, pulled her hand with a smile: Jinjin, would you care to save your brother as well? Seeing that you're so pretty, Little Milk Jin let herself be led by the hand, cooing with reserved pride: I can.

From the moment a life-giving planet begins its rotation, it becomes a silent witness to the ebb and flow of countless civilizations. Empires rise from the dust only to crumble back into it. Species emerge, thrive, and vanish into the annals of forgotten time. Through relentless storms, volcanic cataclysms, and the shifting of continents, the world continues its tireless cycle, indifferent to the fleeting lives upon its surface. Nothing in its grand design remains eternal. Change is the only constant, as the very essence of existence is shaped by upheaval. In this crucible of adversity, where nature’s wrath tests the resilience of life, only those who evolve—who embrace the necessity of transformation—can stand at the precipice of survival. To endure is to adapt. To adapt is to conquer. And only through this relentless evolution can one grasp at the elusive thread of perfect victory.

|Mafia boss×Mafia's son| Warning: extremely mature content. - Couple one: Despite her trying to sound cool, he could hear her slight pants. "What were you doing?" He asked, forgetting everything. That's how it was for them. They could be in the middle of the most serious issue yet the slightest change in their breathing would make the other curious. "If I say that I was, or more like, am fingering myself while thinking about you, would you come here and f*ck me?" She said while putting two fingers inside of herself. A moan left her lips and his d*ck hardened on the other side. "F*ck, Andrew, ah," she was moaning on purpose, to get a reaction out of him. She wanted to test him till he broke and later fulfilled her with his entire being. She knew that she wasn't supposed to want him and so did he but the heart wants what the heart wants. And forbidden fruits always taste better. - All of a sudden, he moved a little away and by not feeling the same sensation as before, she opened her eyes with an annoyed look. She was almost about to come. "Why did you stop -" she was cut off by her own moan. He did the most unthinkable thing. He slapped her pu*sy. She thought that it would hurt her but it had the exact opposite reaction. It ended up sending an electric shock through her body but one that was filled with pleasure. She was looking at him with pleading eyes. She didn't know what she wanted him to do but she wanted something from him and he understood even though she didn't vocalize her thoughts. He made a silent promise to fulfill all of her fantasies and with that, he slapped her again. And she moaned in pleasure again. Who knew that something that counts as a punishment could bring one so much pleasure? - Tangled by an interesting past, lust, and underworld matters. And most importantly heart. Both of them refused to fall for the other again but for how long? In this twisted game called lust, would they end up falling for each other? -- Couple two: "Stars are pretty," he said. She gave him a sad smile. "But people always say that you are going to lose the moon while counting the stars but the moon got scars and you can't stare at the sun for two minutes, you are bound to get blind by its light and how can you love someone you can't even look at?" "So we shouldn't love anything at all?" "If you are willing to take the risk then sure, you can." "Maybe I am or maybe I don't have any choice of my own. If you were given a chance, what would have you been?" "Dust probably," she said, not looking at him anymore. "Dust why? Don't they fly away?" "I wish to be like the dust so that I can fly away. Everything except the dust that flies is desired in one way or another, for example: A bird is caged in the name of love, just because someone wants to keep it. A flower that was torn away from its home and later toasted away in a place where the wind makes it blown, at least one person is going to like it enough to keep it with them till they don't like it anymore. Nobody can see dust, let alone desire it. Maybe being undesired isn't always the bad thing." -- "I trusted you but you broke my trust. You could have told me the truth." "You never seemed interested enough in my truth." "I wasn't? You never bothered asking me anything, you just assumed and ruined everything because that's all you can do. You don't deserve my trust." "I know," she muttered under her breath, fully knowing that he was too good for her to ruin him. -- "Don't do this to yourself just because you hate me. Don't ruin your life, I am begging you." "Because of you? Why would you think that you deserve any of my thoughts, my emotions? You don't even exist to me." And she was again feeling unworthy, a word that was never going to leave her side. -- In the midst of misunderstanding, complications, and hate, will they find love?

In a world torn by war and ruled by ruthless empires, Calen is just another nameless soul in a forgotten village—no wealth, no influence, and no one to rely on. Surviving day by day, he knows his fate is as insignificant as the dust beneath his feet. That is, until a mysterious stranger enters the village, triggering a chain of events that awakens something deep within Calen. With no training and no purpose, Calen’s life takes a dramatic turn when he discovers a latent talent for magic and combat, a power that seems to have always been a part of him. As whispers of his abilities spread, others seeking refuge from the chaos of war are drawn to him: a band of skilled warriors, a healer with a dark past, and a young mage with untested magic. Together, they forge a fragile alliance, each of them scarred by the brutality of the world around them. As Calen slowly grows in strength and wisdom, he must learn to lead a ragtag group of survivors and defend against the encroaching forces of an empire bent on domination. But the true battle lies not just in the war against outside enemies, but in overcoming the darkness within, as Calen struggles to understand the power he now wields—and whether it will corrupt or save him. The Village Ascends is a tale of survival, redemption, and the rise of an unlikely hero. In a world where trust is a rare commodity, can one broken man gather the strength to lead, and spark a rebellion that will change everything?

Tattered shrapnel rings in the distance. The ashes of man's sin cannot be washed down with alcohol nor holy water. We who murder shall live in the suffering we have caused. Indeed, it is so. Somewhere near, a man who has used up his life looks down a pile of ash. The clouds are ignorant of all that was. The man sighs. The sky blinks, to dust he becomes. And so forth is the cycle of blood. He remembers, but perhaps it does not matter. Another leaves into purgatory. The doctor can only pray that fate have mercy.

When Heaven and Earth are sundered, and chaos parts, A lone blue lotus descends into the dust of tribulation. In an era of fierce contention, where humans and demons coexist, Who dares to ask who reigns as the ultimate sovereign? The fangs of the green serpent, the sting of the yellow wasp— What can surpass the mercilessness of the human heart? A sword within the soul, ferrying all beings across, Cold and unfeeling, surpassing even the deepest of affections.

Under the sky of history, whether you love or not, you are merely a speck of dust. No matter who you are, what you can grasp is only yourself.

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted its wielder otherworldly power. Countless powerful Magi from all across the universe waged an epic battle over it. When the dust settled from their fierce clash, the artifact disappeared, awaiting to be inherited by one with great destiny. Adam dreamed of breaking free from the grip of poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. However, learning magic was an expensive aspiration. Not only did it require talent, but also vast resources, neither of which he had. But one day everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Join my discord: https://discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv

What if all the stories you’ve ever read, all the words that shaped your life, weren’t random at all? What if every tale, every book, every page, was leading you toward something far darker, something you never saw coming? And what if “this story,” the one you’re reading now, isn’t just about Alex Müller? What if it’s about ‘you’ too? What if everything in your life, up until this moment, was pulling you here? To him. You might think you’re just a passive observer, but what if you’re not? What if, hidden in the shadows of every chapter, your presence is felt? You’re more than just a bystander. You’re part of this. You’re here for a reason. Alex Müller, a boy caught in a world of hunters, monsters, and fate’s cruel game, doesn’t know it yet, but his path is crossing with yours. And the more you watch, the more you realize… you can feel it. His fate intertwining with yours. The darkness. The whispers. The pull. Sometimes, you’ll hear a distant voice, a moment when you, the reader, have power over the world unfolding before you. What if your choices, no matter how small, can shape Alex’s fate? What if the words on these pages aren’t just words, but your key to changing everything? You are not just reading. You are “there”. And sometimes, you’re more than that. A fleeting presence, a shadow in Alex’s world, felt but rarely seen. Your choices, your influence—they’re real. They’re part of the twisted game that’s unfolding. In a world where hunters battle monsters and a broken system rules, the lines between fate and free will blur. Can you trust your decisions? Can you even trust what’s real? This isn’t just Alex’s story. It’s YOURS too. And as you journey alongside him, the question remains: What if you’ve been led here for a reason? What if you’re not just observing, but shaping the fate that awaits? What if every story you’ve lived through was guiding you toward this moment? Is it fate, or is it something darker?Or maybe it’s just randomness—unpredictable, unexplainable, and yet... here you are WELCOME TO THE SHOW!

In a world where everything decays, where mirrors shatter and time slips by unnoticed, the narrator stands in quiet despair, watching it all crumble. Life feels futile, a never-ending cycle of meaningless pursuit, where even the brightest achievements fade into dust. Echoes That You Ignore explores the darkness of existence, where death is the only certainty, and yet, we continue on, because what else is there to do? A raw, introspective journey into the futility of life, where even the search for meaning is ultimately meaningless.

Have you ever felt the world shift beneath your feet, the ground you thought solid suddenly crumbling into dust? That's how it began for Sofia Paterson. One moment, her life was a tapestry of simple joys – sunrise breakfasts, the laughter of her family, evenings spent under a star-dusted sky. The next, a reckless driver, a blinding flash of metal, and the comforting rhythm of her existence was shattered, leaving her grappling with a devastating loss and a future shrouded in uncertainty. This is the story of how, from the wreckage of her past, she found something unexpected – a love as profound as it was unexpected.

Jiang Xiaobai, a graduate of the Economics Department in the 21st century, was reborn in 1979 and witnessed the arrival of that era with his own eyes. Unstoppable, all things grow recklessly, dust and dawn rise, rivers converge into streams, unnamed hills rise as peaks, and the sky and earth are vast for a moment

In a world ravaged by a mysterious, natural disaster, clouds pass over the Earth, transforming everything they touch into a bleak, black-and-white wasteland. Anyone caught in this monochrome zone vanishes, disintegrating into bluish-silver dust. Humanity becomes chaotic as the sky darkens and the clouds approach without warning. Amidst this disaster, a young girl must fight to survive and protect her loved ones. Racing against time, she struggles to outrun the clouds and keep her family and friends from disappearing into nothingness. With every passing moment, the world around her becomes less recognizable, and the only certainty is the ever-present threat of the vanishing point.

The Crown of the Kingdom is purchased in blood and bodies alone. Once the Kingdom of Ethereo was the fuel of the world, but times have changed and it has fallen from Grace, and only dust remains. Torn apart by the civil war, five kingdoms under the legends of rebellion rise and fight against each other. The victor of this war will be remembered as the lord of wits, gold, tactics and people. For that bloo and trust must spill for all. Which kingdom will rise to see themselves rule over the White Throne? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A thousand souls sacrificed to give life to one being!... Sounds nice and intriguing. But, in a world where people's ideals are all about money, fame, power and everything about themselves... Forget about 1000, finding even one soul who's willing to give up their life for another is a rare find. ... If there's one, then this world doesn't deserve such a soul. That soul deserves the highest place in heaven, A God! . 700 years ago... When world fell into the clutches of untamed beasts, great worshippers of mortal realm looked up to the heaven to call for help. That's when an Immortal God descended to Mortal realm. 900 years later, A prophecy spreaded: On the 900th year of descending to mortal realm, everything the Immortal God worked hard to build would crumble to dust!!!

Part of the Heavy Weapons sci-fi universe. Arc 1 & 2 - A small Nomad colony reports that thousands of people missing and no one dares to look into it, Diego Harley decides to investigate and becomes the fascination of dark, dangerous creatures that begin to obsess over him, putting everyone around him in danger as they try to claim him for their own perverted, reckless desires... Arc 3 - As the dust settles from the clash in arc 2, the corruption spreads and catches the attention of larger players within the universe, but as the crew some come to find, someone doesn't need to be corrupted- to be thoroughly corrupt. Might meets desire as the Rewritten expand their operations and show the universe that they are here to stay whilst Diego tries to find a way out of his new situation. 18+ only - This is a very adult story from the very beginning with strong focus on futanari on male action, it does have good story elements however (so i've been told) - if that doesn't put you off, please continue. Features anthropomorphic characters, violence, corruption, aliens and an awful lot of goo. Level 1 (GREEN) - Vanilla sex scenes, likely to be male on female Level 2 (AMBER) - More diverse and "saucier" sex featuring the corrupted cast and futa biology Level 3 (RED) - Scenes involving more alien biology, more fetish based work, potential soft non-con Level 4 (BLACK) - Unusual fetishes and potentially offensive scenes with hard non-con being a possibility

Life in the Dustlands is unforgiving, governed by the iron-fisted rule of an empire that is emboldened in power and greed. However, through a tradition called the Horkos and the people’s wavering will to fight, they maintain the control of all life in the palms of their hands with promised hope for a better life. For the past 14 years, every month, a randomly chosen number of citizens are given a choice, where a life of luxury awaits them inside the empire’s walls. However, when Kage’s father—the last of his family and the greatest forger in Dustlands’ history—disappears without a trace, Kage uncovers the dark truth behind the empire's tradition. Determined to find his father, Kage infiltrates the empire’s stronghold, nestled on the mountainside to the north. What he discovers shatters his world: the promised luxury is a facade, and the citizens taken by the Horkos are being slaughtered to create weapons of war. As the empire announces the final Horkos, Kage realizes he cannot take them down alone. With a secret of his own and the determination to gather a team of crooked souls, he vows to bring the empire to their knees and rescue his father—if he’s still alive.

Follow Lian and his companions on a journey to uncover the thruth behind his origins in a world filled with dangers and magic. As he awakens more of his legacy he must choose, will he fulfill his destine or write his own story?

Zeriel is a powerful CEO, a multi-billionaire known for his cold and ruthless demeanor, a man who has everything,except a heart open to love. To the world, he’s a shrewd businessman with no tolerance for weakness or attachment, but in truth, Zeriel hides a far darker secret. He is not human, but a hybrid of two fae lineages: one dark, one light. Born with ethereal wings and supernatural powers, he’s spent his life concealing his true identity, blending seamlessly into the human world. But Zeriel’s existence is shadowed by a curse: he is destined to die at thirty, a fate decreed at birth for being an “abomination” in the eyes of his people. To escape this grim destiny, Zeriel fled the fae realm and made a life among humans, focused solely on finding a way to break the curse. Love is not only unimportant to him; he believes it is a weakness, a trap for the foolhardy. Until he meets her: a human woman whose spirit challenges and infuriates him in equal measure. He despises her fiery resilience, her ability to see through his hardened exterior—but he is helplessly drawn to her, feeling emotions that had long ago turned to dust within him. As he battles his growing feelings, Zeriel is thrust into a dilemma. If he opens his heart to love, will he weaken himself and risk his only chance at survival? Or could this forbidden love hold the key to saving his life, transforming him into something his people could never imagine? Join Zeriel on a perilous journey where dark secrets unravel, battles are waged in both realms, and one love could alter the fate of two worlds. Will he defy his curse, or will his heart betray him when he needs it most?

We all dream. With time some us forget them. Nightmares are more memorable. Dust, wanted his dream to be fullfilled, for that he need to survive nightmares.

Not everyone gets lucky when they get to choose a new life to reincarnate into. Some get to have cheat abilities, some get the family they always dreamed of, some get to live the live they dreamed of for long. All of that in other worlds or realities. How nice. As for me... I didn't even get to wish anything. I was just minding my own business with my girlfriend... And I just got thrown into a a game world I liked... And why did I have to reincarnate in... this character? ... The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern looked at the smoldering remains of the laboratory is had been held for years now. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern vaporized another magus who experimented on it not so long ago. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern felt the Heart of Wrath that replaced its own organ, pumping pure magic in its body. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern and the Heart felt each other's rage, pain and sorrow. They felt each other's Wrath. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern and the Heart turned the kingdom to ashes and dust for seven days, for seven nights. Cover is not mine. It has been made by an AI.

Ivarthen the man beloved by life to the point of receiving the most illustrious blessing of all, Immortality. He lived years carefree without a worry in mind until it all begun. He outgrew his friends, he lost his loved ones, his ambitions and dreams fulfilled he no longer had a reason to live But his death never came regardless of the years he lived. And so he trained till his power was unrivaled, he loved till his heart broke and ground to dust, he fell into depravity and forced himself to slumber. He awakens in an Era unfamiliar guided by nothing but his former friends and allies wills Will he find a new purpose for life or will he seek out death ?! Or will his blessing condemn him like the curse that it is?!

In just three days, The world had fallen... Like meteors wiping out the dinosaurs, an Angel descended from a tear in the sky, unleashing a flood of destruction that ravaged humanity. Vielat, the imperial city, was the first to fall. Its people slaughtered by the dozen, its livestock reduced to mincemeat, and its grand architecture turned to dust. In the aftermath of the Angel's devastation, humanity began to rebuild, taking refuge in underground shelters and abandoned towns. Though the world slowly rose from the ashes, one man refused to move on. The Angels, now known as the Monarchs, were responsible for the death of his family and the destruction of everything he once held dear. The rest of the world may have accepted defeat, but he had not. Swearing vengeance, he vowed to end the Monarchs' reign, even if it cost him his life. * * * PS- I am not the owner of the cover art used, if you are the original owner and want it taken down. It will be removed.

Rising from ruin, reviving from extinction. The sea turned to dust, the thunder and lightning dried up, and the mist approached the earth again. The shackles of the world were opened, and a new world was unveiled .. hope you enjoy it..

Almost three decades of drought transformed the Elven empire from a once mighty and feared power into a shell of its former self. The source of the drought was thought to be a curse- a blight upon their land that turned their soil into dust. Eventually, the Kingdom of Men took advantage of their neighbor's weakened state and invaded the elven lands, ransacking what was left of their villages. The remaining elves were forced into servitude and ordered to take care of the people who stole what was once theirs. Nico Holcomb is among them. What little magic he once had dwindled over time, diminished from being away from his homeland and shackled in chains. His only reprieve from his suffering is when he cares for the princess. She's sweet and affectionate and has taken a special liking to him. Over time, he develops reciprocated feelings for her, and he begins to believe she may help his people when she is queen. But his hopes are shattered when the king catches him in bed with the princess, and she accuses him of assault. The king then exiles him to the land beyond the walls. Nico travels for what feels like days, though it's only been a couple of hours; he sits on a tree stump to rest, only for the stump to start shining and shaking. Light beams travel through the roots of the ground like glowing veins. Figures emerge and he braces for the worst but looks up to see an old man with pointed ears. "Welcome young one to the Revolution. This was our home, and we're going to take back what is rightfully ours."

"Human life has no root or stem, Drifting like dust on the road. Scattered by the wind, turning, This is not our true form." ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ — Tao Qian Qiu Zhen, a prodigy in his past life, ascended to the peak of immortality. However, during his final tribulation, he was struck down by heavenly lightning, only to find himself reborn into a new body with only fragmented memories of his past life. He discovers his cultivation core is fractured, preventing him from following the traditional path, and rendering most of the techniques left in his memories completely useless. Ultimately, he embarks on a journey to reclaim his lost memories and discover the reason he, a powerful immortal, was forced to be reborn.