Skyrim Obsidian Weathers

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic. Why isn't it in the fan-fics then? Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic. Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this. If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

A old man, who's background is unknown, suddenly finds himself in a situation involving the supernatural after mysteriously gaining the power to talk to ghosts. MC appearance is the book cover, but imagine him with white hair, a white beard, a scar over his left eye, a diamond earring on his ear, old and has weathered skin

[Mature content! #Milfs #loli #Heavy Smut #Taboo #illicitAffairs #SliceOfLife #Villain-Like Mindset #Technology #System #ChampionOfLust #FantasyEpic #MagicalWorlds #DragonsAndGods #VampireEmpire #LustAndPower #DarkFantasyRomance #GodsVsMortals #ForbiddenMagic #ObsidianEmpire #FantasyIntrigue #DivineChampion #MythicalCreatures#ImmortalsAndDragons #ConquerAndSeduce #EpicConquest #LustfulChampion #RiseOfTheChampion #MagicalPolitics #FantasyRebirth] "Champion of Lust: Rise of Pyris Obsidian" In a world teeming with mythical races—dragons, vampires, elves, and more—Pyris Obsidian finds himself reborn as the Champion of Lilith, the Goddess of Lust. Armed with her divine blessings and an ancient Obsidian bloodline, Pyris is thrust into a deadly world where power is the only currency, and ambition can turn men into gods—or their prey. The empires of Argos teeter on the brink of chaos, with Immortals lurking in the shadows, and gods watching from above, waiting for mortals to fall. As Pyris rises, so does his influence over the magical world, manipulating power, desire, and even reality itself. But the gods and their champions won’t stand idle while a new force of lust and dominance rises. With forbidden magic, unparalleled charm, and an insatiable hunger for conquest, Pyris must navigate treacherous alliances, deceitful enemies, and seductive allies, all while keeping the truth of his destiny hidden. For in this world, desire is power, and Pyris will stop at nothing to claim what is his—even if it means defying the gods themselves. Will Pyris bend the world to his will, or will the forces of the divine bring him to his knees? Only time will tell, as he embarks on a journey of lust, magic, and unrivaled ambition.

“Did Mr Maguire send you?" She asked and he rested his hands on the wheel. “Pretty, is that the secret code you girls use these days?” The charming man asked with a smirk. "I almost thought I wouldn't find you or anyone in this weather but I guess it's just my luck."

Fan translation Keep in mind that the translation might not up to par all over the place. I edit as i read them.I miss shit sometimes. Point it out! I only upload what i read myself and try to edit them at the same time. ----------------------------------------------- Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading, I held on without surrender. Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light, I became a knight, resolute and bright.

The story is set in a post-apocalyptic world devastated by nuclear warfare, leaving it in an endless nuclear winter. Humanity’s once-thriving cities have been reduced to desolate ruins, blanketed in snow and ice, with resources scarce and dangers lurking around every corner. The remnants of humanity are scattered, struggling to survive against harsh weather, mutant creatures, rogue agents, and hostile factions and much more. Dr. Elizabeth Kane, through her brilliance, has found an solution, bringing players from a different dimension planet to help her goals.

King malathar, ruler of the kingdom asha was the greatest military strategist of his time. During his reign he had captured and reclaimed more territories than 4 of his predecessors combined. According to legend he had the greatest army ever seen. His soldiers not only strong and brutal but quick-witted and calculating. Unknown to the world he had a secret 'weapon' you might say. The seven warlords. Orphans rescued by the king himself, trained for one purpose only, To kill. On their 13th birthday they were put in a cruel game where only 7 would survive and become beings of myths,. The warlords of Asha ,His best alchemists created elixirs that made the warlords immune to pain, the weather, mortal gods. His physicians made modifications to their body that made them faster, stronger than anyone. To keep the secret of the warlords all involved in the expirement were silenced. After the death of King malathar, a gruesome battle for the throne ensued between the princes. The warlords a secret even to his own sons vanished, without a trace. Unknown to the world or so King malathar would have hoped.

[True to its genre: a creepy, rule-based horror story, highly refined and quality assured, but prospective readers seeking a thrilling experience should think carefully before proceeding.] In order to secure a substantial university life experience grant, Lin Yi and his roommate registered to attend a suburban university. A seemingly ordinary but slightly unsettling set of student regulations; Strange signs in front of the buildings and seemingly normal building rules; Mysterious figures threading through the campus under abnormal weather conditions… As the experience unfolded, more and more bizarre people and events emerged. To survive and leave the campus, Lin Yi had to navigate on the edge of the rules… [Note: The logical chain of this book was deduced by the author before it was written, forming a closed loop. All rules serve as clues, and all the inconsistent, mysterious occurrences will receive scientific (or quasi-scientific) explanations. There are no supernatural events or related phenomena (just kidding), you are welcome to try reading it!]

Als Prinzessin, die nicht zaubern konnte, bestand Prinzessin Daphnes einziger Wert für ihr Königreich in ihrer arrangierten Ehe. Die Aufgabe war einfach, aber als Daphne entführt und in die kalten Berge von Vramid gebracht wurde, wurde ihr klar, dass sie überfordert war. Sie hatte schon einmal von diesen verfluchten Bergen gehört - felsiges Gelände, eisige Temperaturen, und das Land wurde von einem Mann regiert, der von vielen auf dem Kontinent gefürchtet wurde. König Atticus Heinvres, der blutdürstige Herrscher des Nordens. Obwohl sie ihm noch nie begegnet war, erzählte man sich Geschichten über die Skrupellosigkeit von König Atticus. Manche sagten, er sei ein Ungeheuer, andere behaupteten, er sei der Teufel persönlich, aber wie auch immer die Geschichte lautete, jeder kannte den Mann, der über ungeahnte Kräfte verfügte. Er konnte Armeen stürzen und Nationen mit einer einzigen Handbewegung zerschmettern, unterstützt von einem Ring aus verfluchtem Obsidian, wie es hieß. Niemand außerhalb von Vramid war dem furchterregenden König je begegnet. Nicht bis Daphne. Bei der Begegnung mit dem furchterregenden Mann fand Daphne jedoch heraus, dass der König vielleicht gar nicht das Monster war, für das ihn andere gehalten hatten. Das, was sich unter dem Obsidianschild verbarg, könnte tatsächlich ein Rohdiamant sein. - [Auszug] "Also ... wo soll ich euch beide unterbringen?", fragte er beiläufig, ohne eine Antwort zu erwarten. "Es ist bedauerlich, dass ich nur einen Kronleuchter habe." "Unter meinem Bett? Nein, nein, zu schmutzig. Das haben meine Staubhasen nicht verdient", sinnierte Atticus vor sich hin. "Der Kaminsims? Wie wäre es mit dem Frisiertisch? Ich nehme an, wenn ich einen eurer Köpfe abschlagen würde, könnte ich ihn dort anbringen... Frau, welchen Kopf willst du anstarren, während du dir die Haare machst?" "Atticus!" Daphne schrie. "Ich will keine Köpfe! Lass sie los!" "Na gut." Atticus zuckte mit den Schultern und schnippte mit den Fingern. Es gab zwei identische Knackgeräusche, als beide Hälse auf einmal brachen. Daphne keuchte entsetzt auf. Dieser Mann, ihr Ehemann, hatte gerade zwei Männer mit einem Fingerschnippen getötet, als würde er Kerzen auslöschen. "Ich habe dir gesagt, du sollst sie gehen lassen!" Daphne schrie auf. "Ja, ich habe sie gehen lassen", sagte Atticus. Dann verfinsterten sich seine Augen. "Um das göttliche Urteil des Himmels zu empfangen." - Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

In the shadowed alleys of a steam-choked city, whispers of rebellion stir beneath the elegant facade of the upper society. Rosentine, the flower of the Dukedom, hides beneath a mask of a siren, her heart pounding as she steps into the undercity, a place where secrets coil like smoke and danger lurks in every shadow. Her mission is clear. To find her missing brother, rumored to have been taken by the underworld's most dangerous leader. But the deeper she delves, the closer she gets to the man at the center of it all. He watches her with eyes like molten obsidian, sharp, calculating, a predator in human skin. As the kingpin of the undercity, his reputation is as dangerous as his smile. Yet there's a darkness in him that pulls pour roses closer, a mystery that she's compelled to unravel even as she knows he might be the very key to her brother's disappearance. In their world, alliances are forged in blood, and trust is a luxury neither can afford. When our paths cross, it's in the flickering light of a gaslamp, his fingers tightening around my wrist as he pulls me against a brick wall, his breath burning against my ear. "You think you can play in my world without consequences, little songbird?" He murmures, a wicked smile curling his lips. But my defiance burns just as brightly, my dagger pressed to his side, my lips curling up with the mixture excitement and fear. "Try me, if you can," My voice a whisper of silk in his ear. In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fairy and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and revolution smolders, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will Rosé find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape? Happy reading (: And don't forget to add to your library.

**Summary of the Novel:** *Alice, an alien girl from the distant "Cape Town Planet," finds herself stranded on Earth after losing her signal device. She is far from ordinary—Alice has superpowers and, when she inhales the hormones emitted by human males, she enters a "flowery state" that unlocks her deepest inhibitions. While trying to blend in with human society and repair her signal to return home, she encounters Edward, a powerful CEO who suffers from a mysterious condition: "rainy weather heterosexual amnesia." Whenever it rains, Edward forgets the women in his life, including Alice.* *Despite their otherworldly differences and Edward's strange affliction, a quirky and passionate romance blooms between them. Alice, using her alien abilities, helps Edward navigate the challenges of his life, while Edward finds in Alice something he’s been missing—a love that makes him feel truly valued. However, their budding relationship faces obstacles, including the rivalry between Edward and his brother Andrew for Alice’s affection, and Alice's inner conflict about staying on Earth versus returning to her home planet.* *As the rainstorms grow stronger and Edward's amnesia worsens, Alice becomes determined to help him, even as her own time on Earth grows short. The two share moments of love, laughter, and struggle, but in the end, Alice is forced to make the heartbreaking decision to return to her planet. Their love remains incomplete, leaving a sense of unfinished business between them.* *With Alice gone and Edward left with only fading memories of their time together, the story ends on a bittersweet note, promising that their love story will continue in a second season, where they will fight against the odds to reunite across the stars.*

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading, I held on without surrender. Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light, I became a knight, resolute and bright.

In a galaxy where humanity has embraced technology to forge incredible cyborgs, Kal Draven stands as an anomaly-an ordinary man with a metallic exoskeleton and a fierce determination to survive. Living aboard The Iron Sparrow, a weathered spaceship near the volatile star Theralis, Kal navigates a universe teeming with danger and opportunity. His only family, Sara, a motherly figure scarred by the past, fears for his safety as he takes on the most perilous job of his life: hunting two ruthless cyborg fugitives who have fled to the lawless mining colony of Alvor-9. As Kal delves deeper into the treacherous underbelly of space, he confronts not only the menacing criminals but also the haunting legacy of a shattered Earth and the choices that led humanity to abandon it. With each confrontation, he grapples with the stark reality of being human in a world dominated by machines, where strength and survival often come at a steep cost. Amidst blazing solar flares and the shadows of monstrous foes, Kal must rely on his ingenuity and resolve to prove that humanity's spirit can endure, even in a galaxy that seems intent on forgetting it. Will he rise against the encroaching iron shadows or fall to the fate that claims so many? Join Kal in this gripping sci-fi adventure where the line between man and machine blurs, and the quest for identity becomes a battle for survival.

Life in the Dracticos Isles is known as full of fair weather, fair trade, and fair people. Killian has taken all the fairness of life in stride since he left home to travel across Junia to master every instrument he can. Now, he has set his eyes on a prize far greater - the legendary Titanstrum Harp and becoming the most renowned bard to ever live. But reaching the harp will require leaving behind the fairness of the life he once knew, if the artifact isn't more than rumor itself...

“What is this?” Rose said, staring at a reflection of her own face, only more aged and weathered. “Now listen to me carefully. The Earth's fate hangs in the balance.” Her future self said, tone grim. “There wasn't anyone else I'd trust my Luyten V with. Use it to fight, defend the world. Or else, everyone is doomed!” That dire message thrusts Rosemary Brahe into a desperate battle against the Altair, a parasitic monstrosity from the outer reaches of reality. In the far-flung future, they all but destroyed the earth and the rest of humanity. But her future self offers a second chance, an opportunity to make things right. Only Rose and her Luyten V stand any chance to break the chains of this bleak fate. Fight Rose! Fight Luyten V! Gain victory for all our sakes! Coverart: Luyten V was created by RiceDeclined. Check them out on Etsy for great commissions. Background was photo by Andre Benz Source: https://unsplash.com/photos/busy-street-lIa03ti94ec?utm_content=creditShareLink&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=unsplash

Breasts are NOT supposed to spontaneously grow for no reason. Women's personalities do NOT flip on their heads without warning. These are two things Tsunade believes wholeheartedly. Until Hinata's embarrassingly large girls begin to expand even bigger than before. Heralding her devolution from a sweet and innocent young lady into a foul-mouthed slut with tits like weather balloons. Tsunade intends to find out why.

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

In a world where only the chosen few can wield the power of the Mystic Obsidian of Dynasties, one soldier’s journey will unearth ancient secrets buried beneath the shifting sands. Tamos, born in a humble village and forged by the empire’s might, now faces challenges beyond his expectations and losses deeper than his worst fears. As Tamos rises through the ranks, he joins forces with skilled warriors like Kiran, the shadowy assassin, and Liora, the brilliant archer whose mastery extends beyond her deadly aim to controlling magic itself. Together, they seek powerful artifacts, learning to harness their true potential. Driven by a thirst for knowledge, Tamos becomes determined to understand the nature of magic and the forces shaping their world. But as unimaginable threats and legendary creatures emerge, he must confront dangers he never thought possible. A richly detailed world of desert magic and ancient mysteries. heart-pounding action and epic battles against impossible odds Deep. complex characters grappling with loyalty, loss, and the weight of destiny. Embark on a journey into the heart of an empire built on secrets – and discover that some truths are better left buried in the sands of time.

In the expansive expanse of existence, there exist realms concealed from the awareness of ordinary folk. Rain Weathers, an unremarkable teenager with average looks, physique, and grades, was leading an uneventful life. However, everything took a dramatic turn one fateful day when he found himself plunged into a vivid dream, a dream that unveiled a world beyond imagination — a world teeming with spirits, monsters, and conversing frogs. This was the Spirit Realm. Transformed into a player by the mysterious machinations of the universe, Rain, alongside other chosen individuals, found themselves thrust into a perilous world. They were tasked with navigating their newfound domain, establishing their territories, all while fending off relentless onslaughts from beasts, defending their territories from other races, and making sure to stay alive for another day. NOTE! NO system. NO cheats. NO overpowered MC. NO tragic past or sob story. NO harem. This is more on Kingdom Building, and War. Just an average boy with no special skills who, through hardship and dedication, transforms from a nobody to a conqueror. If this story interests you, give it a try.

Subduing gods and devils, overturning the heavens and earth with the flick of a finger! The absolute godking awakened a thousand years later. With every sentence from him, the world would be shocked and he would suppress all supreme geniuses; with every step he takes, the weather would change as he tramples all vicious enemies through the world! This will be updated frequently, hoping readers would add this book to your libraries and seeking recommendation votes!

"This way, nobody will suspect that you don't live in my room." Nicholas gestured discreetly. "Thank you, Elder Brother. Can I borrow some books from your study?" Sarah asked while expressing her gratitude for his thoughtfulness. "Help yourself." Nicholas nodded with a warm smile. "Elder Brother, from now on, you are my favorite!" Sarah's face broke out into a smile. Nicholas gently patted her head. As it was getting late, Sarah bid farewell to Nicholas before she cheerfully crossed the secret passage and slipped into her own room. Nicholas's gaze lingered on the painting, hiding a secret passage between two rooms, his thoughts drifting. As the days passed, he grew accustomed to the subtle sounds emanating from the other side of the wall. Sarah's gentle voice humming a soft tune, her gentle whispers as she read a book, her excited exclamations when she came across an interesting scene, the soft rush of water when she showered, the soft music drifting from her cassette player, her occasional light coughs when she was under the weather, and the muffled noises of the TV when she watched movies or news. This quiet intimacy created a sense of familiarity, and Nicholas found himself anticipating Sarah's daily rhythms. What would today bring? The soft melody of her laughter or the absorbed silence of her reading, or maybe her gentle humming? Only time would tell.

Canila Panort was once known as the "Shadow King," a feared and respected player in Elysium, the most competitive virtual reality game in the world. As the leader of the strongest guild, "Obsidian Vow," he had power, wealth, and unrivaled skills. However, in a cruel twist of fate, Canila was betrayed by his closest ally during a critical raid. His guild collapsed, his reputation was ruined, and he lost everything. Broken and defeated, Canila spent years in obscurity. But as he watched the game evolve from the shadows, an unimaginable opportunity presented itself: a new expansion, Elysium: Second Dawn, promised a total reset of the game world. To everyone’s surprise, Canila awakens not just to a reset but to find himself reincarnated in his younger body, 10 years before his downfall—right at the launch of the original Elysium. Armed with future knowledge, Canila vows to regain his former power and more. This time, he knows the locations of hidden dungeons, legendary weapons, secret classes, and the best ways to establish a powerful guild. But it won't be easy. The world of Elysium is more ruthless than ever, and old enemies, powerful rivals, and mysterious forces are also aiming to rise to the top. Canila reclaims his Shadow King persona, gathering loyal players from obscurity and uncovering lost game secrets faster than anyone else. However, a darker force lurks behind Elysium—one that could threaten not only the game but the real world. As Canila’s influence grows, he realizes the game may be more than a game, and his second chance at life may have a greater purpose.

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

Life is given for free but happiness comes with a cost that many can't afford to pay. *********** Even with the dark grey clouds that hovered over the vast sky and the dim light provided by the fire torch that was on the verge of being blown off by the wind, he could still see the glimmer in her eyes. The very same glimmer that appeared in those brown eyes everytime she was happy and for some reason, tonight he was unable to resist hir urges to steal a part of her. She was still standing by the door waiting for him to leave but he had not taken more than three steps before he halted and turned. His features were darker in contrast to the white shirt that he wore and the look on his face was a predatory one. Instead of getting scared, she watched him take the three stairs that led to her room's door and he was a few inches away from her, he finally spoke up. "If there is one thing that I hate, it's having regrets and I know that I will regret if I do not do this." A part of her was confused by his words and another part felt like she knew what he meant by those words. Before she even had a chance to contemplate on what he had just said, he leaned closer, curled his index finger on her pointed chin and tilted her in an angle such that she could feel his cold breath on her face that caused a shiver to run down her spine. Like she had been hypnotized, all she could do was to stare in those obsidian eyes that had held her captive. "This is a mistake that I want to commit again and again." His breath fanned on her face and goosebumps formed on her skin. Not because of the wind, but because of the effect he had on her. If it was some time before, she would have probably pushed him away or maybe escaped but as time had passed by, her feelings towards him had changed...

Hi everyone I'm MR LORE I created the novel GRAND TERRAIN but I didn't like it so I deleted it , " sorry. " This novel is about the survival of characters of this harsh time of unpredictable weather people and animals due to the enhancements from rings that can be passed or forged that can change circumstances in alot of ways

The world was separated for a milennia and each section of the world grew in culture and understanding. When those separations diminished, the world had to learn to work as one and have thus far failed. Now it is up to the 6 heir of the world to band together to stop the threat that comes for them; if they are unable to work as one then there will not be a world left to rule. Based on a DND campaign with characters being based on my friends PC's, follow along each week as the story unfolds and see if Hize will prosper, or fall to ruin under their rule.

Frosthold’s history is marked by its storied battles with the Obsidian Empire, always emerging victorious against overwhelming odds. However, as the 17th birthday of Prince Jovian arrives, it heralds the start of a devastating conflict that puts Frosthold’s legendary defenses to the ultimate test. As the empire’s forces breach the kingdom’s defenses, Jovian and his sister Selene are forced to flee their crumbling home. Navigating through a hostile world, they must not only survive but also forge a path to reclaim their kingdom and restore its lost glory.

Celeste is a young woman who carries the memories of a past life, now reincarnated into a world ruled by elemental magic. But unlike those around her, Celeste's mana is pure and uncorrupted, making her one of the last of the Saint Swordsmen, an ancient order long thought extinct. Trained by the elusive master Kite, Celeste wields Sanctum, a rare form of pure mana that grants her enhanced physical abilities and immunity to corrupting forces, but isolates her in a world that values elemental magic above all else. As she returns to her hometown of Willowshade to check on her ailing mother, Ilvia, Celeste faces personal challenges and unresolved feelings from both her current and past lives. In a world where elemental knights dominate, the mysterious Obsidian Order rises in power, mass-producing mana stone weaponry and industrializing the continent. They see Celeste as a potential recruit, unaware of the true extent of her rare abilities. As she navigates this complex world—taking on dangerous quests, clearing dungeons, and uncovering ancient mysteries Celeste must learn to embrace her powers, find her purpose, and face the growing darkness that threatens to consume everything.

NOTE: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SOME VIOLENCE AND MATURED CONTENTS. what do I do ! I can't just leave! am carrying his child! Emily pounderd on weather what she was doing was the right thing, at first it was a simple one night stand, but now there were married and expecting a child, but he already had a child for another woman. I don't like her, Lisa only like mommy Emily, the little girl cried, as Emily told her she would be leaving the house. Lisa was the first child of" Martin Michelson", an handsome billionaire she had slept with in other to get pregnant, but not to trap him or something, she just wanted a child and she felt Maybe his genes were good. and now that story has turned to this, " Emily Santiago, daughter of a wealthy actress, who intentionally tricked and got pregnant for Mr Martin Michelson, how wants to take over the property. and the worst part was that Martin din't even believe her. to him she was just a bitch he had a one night stand with. four years later he had a change of heart and desperately wanted her back, but she was no long the Emily he once knew. his family hated him for what he did to Emily, his first daughter, " Lisa ", hated him most, and all he wanted to do was patch things up. but how do you find someone who doesn't want to be found!