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Say it,” Luca whispered against Ayden’s neck, his breath warm. “You want me. Don’t act like you’re above this.” Ayden's breath hitched. “I’m not—” “You are. But right now, you’re mine.” Fingers tangled in Ayden’s silk shirt, dragging it open. His pale skin flushed under moonlight, chest heaving. Luca’s lips brushed down his collarbone, slow, teasing. Ayden grabbed his wrist. “If you’re going to play, play right.” A smirk curled on Luca’s lips. “Then show me your rules.” And Ayden did — on the bed, on the mirror, under the stars.

Gruesome murders haunt the quiet town of Farmington. Faces ripped off. Families slaughtered. Locals whisper one word: Skinwalkers—monsters that wear the skin of the dead. Luis, a lonely young man, stumbles upon an injured white dog and decides to adopt it, unaware of what he’s inviting into his home. But this is no ordinary dog. It heals too fast. It watches too closely. And sometimes... it craves blood. Is Luis in danger—or is he part of something bigger? Who is the real monster? Read Feeling Human to uncover the truth.

The world ended before he could take his own life. Yash Roy had nothing left — no family, no future, only debt and despair. But when the sky cracked open and forgotten gods awakened, Yash was chosen by something ancient. Not to become a hero — but to survive. With white eyes, ash-stained skin, and a broken soul, he begins building a shelter for the lost. This is not the story of a savior. This is the story of a boy who lost everything… and still chose to protect others.

And Just Like That Everything Changed! ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

The world he knew is gone. His name, his face, his family—all wiped away in a moment of betrayal and death. Now, in the pale skin of an albino boy, he finds himself in a new life surrounded by strangers who become his friends and allies. But the longing to return home gnaws at his heart, and the fragments of a violent past lurk at the edges of his memory. His search for belonging and truth takes him deeper into the unknown, where he learns that the lines between dimensions, identities, and realities blur. To survive and find closure, he must unravel the secrets of who—or what—he truly is, and face the terrifying choice of what it means to belong.

Kyoto. The city of a thousand temples. And a thousand curses. Kit Navajo is an ordinary high school student, until one day he finds himself trapped inside the "Dome," a warped space that hides the hunt for ancient monsters created from artifacts from human eyes. But he didn't die. He touched. Now his skin bears the Mark. His eyes see the Essence. And he has become something even hunters fear: The Cursed Relicologist is someone who can survive contact with forbidden relics. The hunt has begun. But who is the hunter? And who is the artifact?

Suddenly exposed on all the top news websites and social media platforms globally, 'Return Order's Notes' leads to a revolutionary virtual reality game. Game Name: 'Dark Sand' Game Type: Oriental fantasy historical theme, featuring a certain degree of soulslike difficulty and roguelike gameplay in a role-playing game. Requirements for recruiting beta players: Good mindset, quick reactions, strong stress resilience, a certain amount of historical knowledge, excellent physical condition. The most crucial requirement: superb acting skills, preferably at an Oscar-winner level! Special Reward: Among the beta players, the one with the most excellent simulated completion performance can undergo the ultimate trial and, after a perfect recording, have it presented to the public in film form, fulfilling your dream of becoming an Oscar winner! Players are complaining, they have never seen a game with such high entry barriers! What they don't know is that their every action in the game will truly affect both history and reality.

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library. It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing, To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition. Keep in mind.

warning: Not all lessons are written in books. Some are whispered in shadows. This story explores boundaries, self-discovery, and forbidden curiosity. Tread carefully. It started with deputy principal's farewell party. Now, nothing feels normal. Her skin remembers. Her thoughts wander. And the craving for more only grows stronger. Jennifer wants more.

When trusting someone leads to a life-altering event that leaves Amelia Lawson without the use of one of her legs, she fights to rebuild her life by going back to work at a Wildlife Reserve. But in her absence, a dangerous, potentially murderous tiger has been rescued, and it doesn’t take long for her life to be thrown back into turmoil as she’s pulled into a world where she is easy prey. (Rewrite from the original series on Quotev)

Betrayed,plotted against,and killed. Elodie Adedora’s corpse was left to glaciate in a cold abyss… but why does this protagonist wake up seven years later? … Far away, off the outskirts of the Solaria kingdom, where the sun and warmth were scarce. A dark cave, lit only by the dim reflection of silver chains, suspending a single person to an icy wall. The person's skin, dark and covered in winters frost. The hairs on her head and eyelashes were grey, covered by tiny icicles. Her lips, pale of all color, cracked, and like the rest of her, cold. But, slowly, her lips were the first to melt. Her eyes started to flutter open, revealing brown eyes flickering with white. A bright, illuminating, magical white. "Kill the queen. You must kill the queen. That is why you are alive." The iridescent shimmer of white began to spread across her body, intertwining itself with the natural ebony color of her skin that was stuck to her bones. The intense frail appearance of the girl filled out into a healthy complexion. The melting ice dripped like water down her skin, and the more that dripped, the more alive the unconscious body seemed to become.  Just as a first warm breath escaped the girl's mouth, a spiteful emotion bubbled up to the surface, flashing across the girl's eyes. Pain, suffering, and betrayal. Those were the three most prevalent in her expression. One of the three must've been a feeling strong enough to revive the dead. The chains on her arms were thick and bulky, frosted over with a glaze of ice and frost. In a second however, she ripped her arms away from the stone that in prisoned her, falling weakly to other side, where her other arm remained suspended to the ice wall. A screamed ripped out of the girl who had just awoken, the voice of regret. It echoed against the walls of the cave. Her restraints shattered in a horrifying unison, metal bits flying in different directions in the room. Falling to the ground, her shivering body hit the ice floor below her. The ice ground made direct contact with her knees and forearms. Under the intense contact, they scraped and peeled. Yet, the girl's hands and knees held strong as she stood up. Her dark, raven black hair fell in front of her face, a protruding but delicate nose bridge interrupted its flow.  "You will never be forgiven..." Were the first words to leave the girl's lips. The white flickers and crackles in her eyes and across her skin had calmed. The iridescent shimmer had also vanished, and yet,  Now was the moment the girl appeared the most intimidating, warm tears of anger had overtaken the melted ice on her skin, obstructing parts of her vision. She raised her head, and with it, a stem of green glow manifested from no where. In her palms, the white shimmer of light had now turned a threatening forest green. In this icy prison was where the infamous evil witch was held captive. It would also be the same place which this story begins.

หลังจากซูเสี่ยวลู่เสียชีวิตอย่างไม่คาดฝัน เธอได้ข้ามมิติมาเกิดใหม่ ทันทีที่เธอเกิด แม่แท้ๆ จ้าวซื่อก็ตกเลือดอย่างหนัก จนสูญเสียความสามารถในการมีบุตร ย่าหวังซื่อตะโกนทันที: "นี่มันดาวหายนะ! ต้องโยนทิ้งไป ไม่งั้นพวกเจ้าทั้งครอบครัวก็ไสหัวออกไปให้หมด" พ่อแท้ๆ ซูซานหลางกัดฟันพูด: "ได้ แม่ก็แยกครอบครัวพวกเราออกไปเถอะ" เธอเพิ่งเกิด ครอบครัวก็แยกกันแล้ว พี่ชายคนโตเป็นคนโง่ พี่ชายคนที่สองก็สมองเสียจากไฟไหม้ โชคดีที่พี่สาวคนที่สามยังปกติดี ชาวบ้านทั้งหมู่บ้านคิดว่าครอบครัวนี้คงไม่รอดผ่านฤดูหนาวนี้ไปได้ แต่พวกเขาไม่รู้ว่าซูเสี่ยวลู่มีมิติพิเศษอยู่ในมือ ทุกคนในครอบครัวได้ดื่มน้ำหลิงฉวนทุกวัน พ่อขึ้นเขาไปดักสัตว์ ไม่เคยกลับมามือเปล่า ส่วนซูเสี่ยวลู่ อายุเพียงสามขวบก็ได้เป็นศิษย์เรียนวิชาแพทย์ ปลูกสมุนไพรในมิติ รักษาพี่ชายคนโตและคนที่สองจนหาย พี่ชายคนโตได้เป็นจอหงวนบู๊ พี่ชายคนที่สองได้เป็นจ้วงหยวน พี่สาวคนที่สามยังได้เป็นหวางเฟย ส่วนเธอ ซูเสี่ยวลู่ เป็นหมอเทวดาที่มีชื่อเสียงโด่งดังไปทั่วหล้า คนที่อยากมาให้เธอรักษาล้วนเป็นไท่โฮ่วหรือไม่ก็แม่ทัพ! เมื่อชีวิตความเป็นอยู่ดีขึ้น ญาติสารเลวก็อยากมาขอส่วนแบ่ง ซูเสี่ยวลู่หัวเราะเยาะเย็นชา ปิดประตู ปล่อยเสือใหญ่ออกมา!

He didn’t open the book. The book opened him.” Seventeen-year-old Jude Mercer thought his life couldn’t get worse. Homeless at fifteen. Alone. Cursed with bad luck and worse pizza. Until he found a strange leather-bound book behind a dumpster... ...and woke something ancient. Something hungry. Meet Ereth-Kaal: an eldritch curse older than humanity. And now? He’s inside Jude. Blood, horror, dark comedy, and a whole lot of screaming. Welcome to the beginning. Welcome... Under My Skin.

One moment, Jia Lan was a modern city girl with perfect skin, soft hands, and zero survival skills. The next? She’s in the 1970s—inside a novel—as the youngest daughter of a powerful and wealthy urban family. She’s not the heroine. In fact, the hardworking female lead and righteous male lead are out there suffering through life, trying to "earn" a future in the city. Jia Lan? She just woke up in silk pajamas, got pampered by her entire family, and activated a daily check-in system that hands her perks for simply… showing up. ✿ Visit the kitchen? Gain cooking skills. ✿ Lounge in the courtyard? Glowing skin. ✿ Exist gracefully? Congratulations, you’ve leveled up again. While others chase opportunities and eat bitterness, Jia Lan is over here sipping tea, casually unlocking cheat codes, and getting praised for walking downstairs. Spoiled? Yes. Vulgar? Never. Plot-hungry? Absolutely not. She’s not here to steal anyone’s story. She’s just here to live her best life—gracefully, beautifully, and with a faint scent of jasmine. Too bad everyone else can’t stop staring.

Logan Hayes is trouble himself. The kind of guy your parents warn you about. Tattoos decorating his skin. He walks like he owns the whole world. The entire campus was wrapped around his fingers. Harper Reed hated trouble. As the dean's perfect daughter, she had to live a perfect life and get perfect grades. Until a viral scandal ruins Harper's spotless reputation, and she has no other option but to make a deal with the devil himself—Logan. She has to fake date him to restore her image. But he only agrees because she claims she knows what no one else should. Things get more complicated when , Damian , Logan's long-lost cousin, returns to take him back home. Damian is no different from Logan — tattoos on his skin and that same dangerous energy Logan held. Harper Reed now finds herself stucked in the midst of two devils, chaos and full-blown drama.

"You must take her place... Just tonight!" **** Aria Thorne is an Omega—lowest in the pack and lowest in her own home. Abused by her mother, hated by her twin sister Celeste, and treated like nothing more than a burden, Aria’s life has been nothing but pain and survival. But everything changes the day the Alpha’s royal guard arrives with a scroll in hand and a single, shocking message: the new Luna must come from Aria’s family… and she must be a virgin. Celeste can’t qualify. Aria does. But instead of celebrating her fate, Aria is forced to impersonate her sister in a cruel scheme—just to save her own skin and earn a sliver of love from the mother who blames her for the death of an unborn child. Dressed in her sister’s skin, Aria is sent to marry a powerful Alpha she’s never met. But what happens when the Alpha senses something’s off... and ends up claiming the wrong Luna? What starts as a lie soon sparks something deeper. A connection. A bond. A war. Can Aria survive in a world built to break her? Will the Alpha protect her once the truth comes out—or destroy her like everyone else ever has?

A teenage girl was working on her assignments, until a shiny little glow enter in to the room. And touched her skin. Before she knew it, she was in a different world. Inside in a strange body of Princess Jazmine Windemere of Eurotopia. Two souls living in a one body, has different desires Jazmine wants to become a Empress and the other one wants to go back home. which one would win, Or which one who die?

Verayah is on her way to becoming a healer and making up for her parent’s sacrifices. She is about to marry her only best friend, Elizan. Everything is going as planned until one of the council members discovers the gold underneath her skin and labels her the Savior of the Lands, the chosen one who will free them from the dragons. Everything happens so fast and she is now caught between choosing to love her best friend or the mysterious man who decided to help her, all while figuring out how to rid their world of Dragons. Author’s Note: This is a first draft so it will most likely have common mistakes in it.

Her back slammed against the wall, the breath caught in her throat. Before she could say anything, Zayne's body held hers in place, one hand on her jaw, the other around her waist like a vice. His breath was hot against her lips, but his eyes—dark, hungry, and merciless—spoke of sin. "You keep running, Inspector," he growled, in a deep low sinful voice. "But I will always find you. And when I do..." His tongue brushed her earlobe, slow and deliberate, vibrating against her skin. "I don't just want to hear you plead for mercy. I want to ruin you." Priya's breath caught. He smirked against her skin, sensing the way she trembled below him. "I'll have you gasping for my name, your legs shaking, your nails digging into my back. Not once. Not twice. Until you forget you ever hated me." She tried to shove him off her, but her hands betrayed her, curling into his shirt instead. "I'll make you feel it," he whispered, even softer. "Every inch of me... inside you... claiming you. Till you forget the badge. Forget the pride. Forget the pain." "Zayne--" she breathed. “You’ll scream,” he whispered, biting her lower lip. “Not from fear. Not from pain. But because I’ll make you scream like I own you.” “And you’ll love every second of it.”

Dana is a 6-year old dark skinned girl very smart and brave, one day her mother asks her to go to the market with her and warns her not to let go of her dress (abaya) what happens in the market gets Dana terrified

Leon was just a kid. Now he’s a god, still carrying guilt like a second skin. He suffers. He feels. But above all…he protects.

In a world where power is stitched into your skin, having no ability means you're nothing. Leia Crows was born into the most powerful family in the city — and cast out as a disgrace. Branded an E-rank with a worthless thread-based ability, she became a ghost in the shadows of legends. But when a forgotten book awakens her true potential, Leia begins to weave more than clothes — she stitches enchantments, illusions... and rebellion. From the gutters of exile to the halls of elite academies, from combat cloaks to reality-warping garments, Leia will rise through the ranks. Her thread will tie fates, break hierarchies, and unravel the world's greatest secret: Abilities can evolve — and so can legends. This is the rise of The Seamstress.

He died. Then woke up in Magi. Surrounded by corpses, Alex rises with a system, a new name—Merlin—and violet Rukh swirling around him. Ancient symbols burn on his skin. A grimoire floats beside him. Soldiers panic. Magi feel it. Even the dark Rukh takes notice. He’s not here to follow fate. He’s here to break it. New kingdom. New knights. Same chaos. And it all starts with one corpse coming back to life.

Seated upon the obsidian throne carved from the bones of forgotten kings, Queen Sahira gazes with haunted authority. Her crimson hair cascades like spilled wine over blood-red robes etched in ancient runes. Veins of power glow faintly beneath her skin, a testament to the forbidden blood magic she commands. Shadows of the past; faceless, whispering, watching; loom behind her, remnants of the souls bound to her rise. This is the heart of Sahirra's power: beauty cloaked in terror, a legacy soaked in sacrifice. Her silence speaks of kingdoms ruled, rebellions crushed, and a destiny darker than prophecy ever dared whisper. Inspired by the Dune, The poppy war and Avatar

Some oaths are carved in blood. Others… in the soul. Naia never wanted to be marked. But when a forgotten bond resurfaces—etched into her skin and memory—she’s forced to face the boy she was never meant to remember… and the curse that never really ended. At Velgrave Academy, truth burns, secrets bleed, and love might be the most dangerous magic of all.

A horrifying murder occurs in the city Frostheugh and killer is unknown. the body was murdered brutally which terrified the citizens and the police. but as they investigated they didn't find any clues or leads for the case and hence the case remained unsolved. but each year a body was found murdered in the same way as the last one. the police tried their best to find the culprit but they failed. when a murder happened at the mansion of duke William he appoints a detective to find the killer. and will the detective find the culprit and solve the case?

A boy with no name. A kingdom of magic. A secret too dangerous to be forgotten. Found nearly dead in a river and taken in by the royal family, Zayn grows up believing he's just an ordinary boy in a world where everyone has powers-except him. but something darkest stirs beneath his skin. And when his forgotten past begins to awaken, the fate of the Elarion kingdom will rest on the one boy who was never meant to survive.

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

In a world where power is carved from blood and cruelty, Edric has only known life in chains. Born a slave, he’s dragged into a sacred experiment meant to forge the perfect weapon. Now, marked by fire and something far worse, Edric is thrown into the arena—where the weak are broken, and the strong are bought. As he struggles to master the thing growing inside him, he draws the attention of nobles, demons in human skin, and a princess who sees him as hers...

In a world torn by forgotten wars and whispered prophecies, a lone figure awakens in a blood-soaked valley—bereft of name, memory, and meaning. Time fractures. Voices echo from beneath the skin. Shadows speak in riddles. And every step forward feels like the replay of an ancient sin. This is not a story of heroes. This is the unraveling of identity, the bleeding of reality into madness. Dreams rot. Faith mutates. And somewhere in the ruins, something is watching... laughing. Dive into a dark, surreal journey where nothing is certain—except that once you enter, you may not come back the