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Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of Eden in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is peace. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

Shayda Morning-Dew thought this would be the best day of her life, she was about to get engaged and then she could finally live her forever with Asher. It was all she had dreamed of, a small home with 2 kids and a day filled with immature pranks. The dreams and hopes she had filtered away in the moment, when she saw her boyfriend with her best friend. there was a proposal, but it was never hers. the life she had wanted cut short by the two people she trusted the most but things turn very spicy quickly. The Grim Reaper assigned to take her to the Afterlife turns out to be hot, single and flirty and is definitely making her feel like a teenager all over again. If Shayda had a horrible life before, she was determined to live her death in the most unhinged way possible with a new name.

My first novel yaey (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ ——— Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, this has bl, but the transmigrator would change genders in some worlds hence the gl tag please click away if you're not comfortable with this one.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I have the big sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] I do apologize in advance if this is not your cup of tea. I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed and fast-paced as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... not much face slapping.. ehe..

Rhea Kapoor is a glamorous social media influencer with millions of followers and a meticulously curated online life. But behind the filters, she longs for authenticity and a deeper connection. On a trip to Himachal Pradesh for a friend’s wedding, she meets Karan Deshmukh, a nature-loving conservationist who lives off the grid and despises technology. As their romance blossoms offline, Rhea hides her influencer identity, enjoying the peace of an unfiltered relationship. However, when Karan learns about her online fame, misunderstandings, and tension arise. Can their love survive in a world where private moments become public and technology threatens to disconnect them? Offline Love is a heartwarming, funny, and dramatic journey about finding balance between the real and digital worlds.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

Harry is captured by Voldemort, but manages to escape with some unexpected help. Now he just has to deal with the consequences. This is to pay homage the the author: Oldwolf whom originally wrote this great story……. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I don’t own Harry and crew, unfortunately and I’m not making any money so don’t bother to sue.

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

The Ladybug (crawl of the damned Book 1) Available Now on A.MA.Z.O.N (KU) and Well-Edited - Search Zarkia Blair go to (filter) choose (All) on (Book) option the (Results) then my book will pop up. Support more on Dreame App - Mafia Alpha's Possession - Ongoing Find my other work on AlphaNovel App - Search Zarkia Blair Fated To Mate Her Brother? Completed. Sold To A Werewolf - Ongoing Vampire Maglor's Obsession - Ongoing and other two. WARNING: [MATURE CONTENT] This synopsis is for VOLUME 1. Anna, as a lecturer, isn't supposed to have a romantic relationship with students. However, one day, she meets Oliver, who is aware that Anna is his lecturer at the same campus. For Anna, it's love at first sight, while Oliver knows that Anna is his mate. After exchanging numbers in the store where they first met, Oliver invites Anna on a date. That's when Anna, at the age of 30, loses her virginity to 19-year-old Oliver, who happens to be a hellhound. Their journey begins when Anna experiences strange developments on her body and realizes the perks of being involved with a 19-year-old student who's a hellhound prince.

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy of ancient trees that bordered the small town of Riversend, casting dappled shadows across the cobblestone streets. The air was cool and crisp, filled with the sounds of chirping birds and the gentle murmur of the nearby river. Riversend was a quaint settlement nestled on the edge of the enchanted forest of Sylvanor, known for its serene beauty and its vibrant market that thrived each morning. In the heart of the town, the aroma of freshly baked bread and sizzling sausages wafted from the bustling marketplace. Vendors called out their wares, and townsfolk moved about with a relaxed ease, their conversations blending into a harmonious hum of everyday life. Amidst this picturesque scene, a figure moved with an unusual blend of nonchalance and purpose. read to find out more

What if the world of Harry Potter has hidden families? What if someone is plotting his rise as Albus Dumbledore and Voldemort are fighting? A story of Harry Potter world but not limited to Albus Dumbledore and the golden trio. It includes the politics of houses, power beyond control, the hidden secrets of this world and most of all it's all told from a second person narrative as a mystery. Welcome to a world where heroes better than Harry Potter and villains worse than Voldemort exist.

finally,she defeated the demon king Voldemort. and today is her long awaited wedding with her beloved crown prince 'Harry'. they both were childhood sweet hearts and their love for each other was the best selling story across the kingdom. but fate did allow only one of them to survive. on the day of their wedding, "EMMA GRAB IT...."Harry yelled while hurling a black gem to the direction of Emma. "Harry,what is this? and why is my body turning limpid?" "Emma...,it seems like the curse is activated and don't look for me." "HARRY...no not now,please don't"Emma yelled on seeing harry turning a beast.

In an alternate universe of the Harry Potter series, a man from modern-day London is reincarnated as Lilith Rosier, a young witch with an insatiable thirst for power. Granted three wishes upon his reincarnation, he chooses exceptional skills in Transmutation, the appearance of Lily Evans, and a background tied to House Rosier. As Lilith grows up in an orphanage and later attends Hogwarts, she excels in Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and especially in Transmutation, driven by a desire for control and power. Lilith’s journey takes a dark turn under the mentorship of Bellatrix Lestrange, who molds her into a ruthless and deranged follower of Voldemort. Her dual life at Hogwarts becomes a precarious balance as she maintains a facade of normalcy while embracing her dark side. Her proficiency in dark magic and her increasing instability alarm her professors, including Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape, who sense the growing darkness within her.

In 2041, Earth narrowly avoided the "Great Filter" through concerted international peace efforts. However, the world was soon thrown into turmoil as six mysterious Gates appeared across the globe, unleashing chaos. These invaders, hungry for human flesh and territory, threaten humanity's survival. Only time will reveal the fate of mankind as it faces this unprecedented threat.

Since when did a swallow sneak into the Bat Cave in Gotham? Bound to a system with only support and healing skills, how can one survive in the perilous world of superheroes? Baia: Of course, you become the world's best healer! Then the style of the superheroes began to change—a certain well-known zero-dodge hero actually started investing in magic resistance? Baia: Go, Clark! Clark: Charge! Whenever Gotham looms in darkness, there are always petals falling around. The old Batman, who is forced to wear a girlish filter: Is it okay not to use the pink shield even if I get hurt? Iron Can: Ha, what's the use of this Bat-kid who can't shoulder or carry anything? My Peter doesn't even know how much taller he is than her! After being picked up by Baia. Iron Can: Delicious! What about baldness? System: That can't be treated. A certain Metropolis bald person: Really can't be treated? Baia: Really can't be treated.

Why, How and What, are the few words that has plagued Corvus's mind for a years. Yes, his supposed mother is hot, his father is not, he is in a castle, and a strange looking creature tends to his needs, that suspicousely looks like a house-elf. He is sure he is in a Harry Potter Universe or some Fantasy England based Story, but judging from the decorum of the house he cannot be sure. But everything becomes clear when he was 3 years old, his mother excitedly asked him to ready to meet their lord. Who could the Lord be, he even is not sure which year this is? He is not allowed to leave his room, his parents meet him may be once a week. Anyways he dressed up and went to doom and gloom drawing room. there he say a man, pale, red eyes, sitting in the chair, where generally, his grandfather sits. " Here comes my son, Corvus Marvolo Lestrange." said Mother in a delightful tone. Red eyes curiously glanced over him and with a raised brow the main said, " Marvolo huh, hmmm, you may address me as My Lord little Corvus". "Yes My Lord" said Corvus nervousely. " No need to be nervous, let me introduce myself, I am Lord Voldemort, it should be your pleasure it meet you". At this moment, everything become quite clear to Corvus. He quickly thought of a response. " It is my Lord, but I do not know what pleasure means". replied Corvus in a respectfull tone. The Dark Lord laughed, with him, all the people in room laughed as well. " Take your son away Bella, we have much to discuss", said Dark Lord in an amusing tone. As Corvus was taken away to his room, thousands of thoughts started ramaging through is head. The Prominent one is " Why the fuck do they have to give him the Marvolo middle Name ? Isn't that asking for trouble? " And he knew that future he was comtemplating about all these years became much much more complicated. How did I end up here? Why at this time? What should I do? WHAT, HOW, WHY the FUCK????!!!!

The apocalypse came sooner than the destined date, taking the lives of Nagan’s rabbit pets before he could go back home after work. The loss was enough to awaken a new reality-tainting ability from the depth of his crumbling heart. Seeing his wrathful ferocity and prowess on display, a mysterious overseer leaps forward from the heights—before proposing to the human to be her one and only husband. “Thus henceforth, in our hearts’ bloody honeymoon—lay you and I, a pair of nightly groom-to-be~” Still overwhelmed by the amount of blood he has lost, Nagan accepts the proposal while on the verge of being unconscious. He didn’t realize that he had become the seed producer and leader of a kingdom with a rabbit-eared army. ________ Usalian is a unisexual race that only consists of females within their social construct, with the exception of a ‘Patriarch’ that acts as the leader of the whole colony, while also being the seed provider to expand the population of the ‘Kingdom’, together with the ‘Queen’ that doubles as a the kingdom’s sole broodmother and figure of nobility. Every Usalian Queens of a different kingdom possessed a different power and specialization, but all of them possessed the trait to filter the extracted seeds of their ruling partner and birth those qualified seeded eggs instantaneously inside a special realm without any period of gestation. It’s easier to believe that all of this process is done magically without any scientific explanation, except for the seed extraction which can be done manually through consensual intercourse. Usalians themselves don't possess the concept of aging, as they grow mentally, spiritually, and physically through experience. Different experiences lead to a different growth and specialization. Sometimes, they are able to mutate and evolve an entirely unique trait to their genome, upgrading their capability by just simply existing. To top it off, every newborn kit inherited all of the strength, traits, genetic prowess, and the potential of their Patriarch with a ranging diversity depending on the Patriarch's Seeds Quality Quotient. As such, it is vital for the Patriarch to train and acquire a new strength through arrays of methods ranging from genetical surgery, mediation, physical training, relics, acquisition of supernatural, etc—to ensure the prosperity of the Kingdom. ________ Prominent tags: Over-the-top Action - Progression Fantasy - Civilization - Kingdom Building - Kingdom Progression - Mutation - Gene - Evolution - Supernatural - Magic and Science - Apocalypse - Multiple Realms - Paracausal Power - Yandere - Rabbit-Eared Wife - No NTR - Reclaiming Original Strength - Lovecraftian Horrors - Romance - R-18 - Realm War - Ageless - Fantasy - Sci-fi - Mass Regression - Comedy - Cultivation - Apotheosis ________ Cover illustration is made using AI with some editing magic.

In a world that once was peaceful, turned into darkness and despair after Battle of Supremacy - [The Great Filter] between [ERAs]. In this world, the weak were forced to fight for their lives, or face death before their very eyes. The singularity called the [Era of Man] fell apart. There's no way of knowing how long they can survive any further so they went their own separate ways into the world, creating new [ERAs]. Years of tranquility came after, for the calm before the storm stirs slowly too its end. An army with unknown origin surprised the world as men just started to prosper. The monsters with unknown origins seem to only attack magic users which strained military resources of all nations. Out of the ten new [ERAs] formed, in leadership of the Holy Kingdom - [Era of Gods], they proposed a response to the crisis, the [New World Era Alliance], an coalition between all [ERAs]. Balthazar Drake, the Mage of Magical Physiology, was consumed by his own power and claimed responsible to the unprecedented attacks. Being the pioneer of magic, he is sought to be the most powerful mage in the world. Since magic is purely a calling, and magical items are rare, there was only one place where they could get magically inclined people left, the [Diabolus]. The [Diabolus] were mages that used magic for wrong , thus making them criminals. As the [Council of ERAs] assessed the captive [Diabolus], not a single candidate was competent enough to be match Balthazar. But under a special incarceration inside the great fortress of [Paradise Falls], there held a monster who is willing to do the deed, the Devil of Morningstar, Jinn Ragh. Jinn was one of the most notorious criminal wrecking havoc across all [ERA's] of Men. He had a partner who is presumed dead, that is why he agreed to capture the rest of his colleagues for information. But, as he journeys to fulfill the end of the bargain, he slowly finds the true intentions of a [New World Era Alliance].

[SEDIKIT DEWASA, PERINGATAN KERAS INI TEMANYA BAD BENER BENER DARK] Athala Keovano cowok ganteng, idaman sekolah tapi dingin sekalinya ngomong omongannya pedes dan nggak pernah difilter namun otak Atha memumpuni otaknya yang cerdas mendapat nilai plus tersendiri tapi sayangnya dia tidak pernah mau terlibat dengan urusan perempuan sedikitpun karna baginya cewek itu hanya menyusahkan dan selalu berada dalam masalah. Rainata Syakira cewek cantik, bad girl dan suka menjaili juga membully murid disekolahnya, setiap malam selalu pergi ke klub untuk clubbing dengan teman-temanya betapa liarnya gadis itu. Hingga semua berawal dari kesalahan Kira yang salah memasuki apartemen hingga membuatnya harus berurusan dengan sosok Athala. ----------------------------------------- "Bagaimana kalau kita berpacaran?" "Apa maksudmu?" ujar Atha datar

Was the Dark Lord misinterpreted the prophecy? Who exactly truly poses the power to vanquish the dark lord? Elric Salvado Slytherin the true heir and last male descendant of Salazar , can he defeat his overwhelming nemesis Voldemort who took everything from him to become sole heir of Slytherin. Can the true serpent defeat the false one? Let the story unfold.

Nowadays my country called Haiti is facing many political, economic, social and banditry problems. the gangsters settle everywhere in all the popular districts especially in the capital (Port-au-Prince) even the big cities of the bourgeois are controlled by gangsters the police are powerless the operations carried out by the police in the bases of the gangsters have been filtered by people placed in the high command of the police, that is to say before the police arrived in the areas of the gangsters, the gangsters were already aware of the attack and this information is given by one or several people in the police who work for the gangsters, in this case the police die a lot in the more specific case we could see on the internet the death of the S.W.A.T police and the B.O.I.D police during the attack in villages of god so this operation was filtered by someone in the police high command there are several gangsters leaders who direct the gangsters and the gangsters, we can mention: BARBECUE IzO MANNO TI LAPLI LANMO SAN JOU Ti GABRIEL KRISLA VITELOM etc. there are so many others who run the capital they kill people everywhere kidnappings and wars between gangsters to have more territories some name their baze as BARBECUE: G9 IN FAMILY AND ALLIED .zone:DELMAS 6 IZO,MANNO: 5 SECONDS . area: VILLAGES OF GOD LANMÒ SAN JOU: 400 MAWOZO .zone: CROSS OF BOUQUET etc It 's the real life in my contry

After the second Wizarding war, the Pureblood families fell from grace. From being instigators they become targeted. Draco Malfoy is also one of them, still living the hell one can call life. But his bad luck has not yet finished as he got brain tumor and died. Maybe it's for the best as no one cares or so he thought. But seems like his story has yet not finished. Given a new chance with some powers and foreshadow of a bigger threat then Voldemort, can Draco become a hero he always wanted or will he again succumb to his inner demons? Find out...

The Best of Epic Sex Stories by Epic Sex Stories Like most single moms, I would do anything to support my kids. As a Vegas stripper, I have. I put myself on my book covers to remind me what inspired that epic sex story. You wouldn't believe half of the shit that I've seen or done. To find out, read my books and search for my 400 sexy photos on Flickr.com (change search filter to “restricted”). Tell me what you think at Goodreads.com. This 110,000 word book has my five most popular stories. We start with the wildly popular Coveting My Neighbor’s Wife (just read the first few pages and you’ll see why); in the Hypno-Orgasm Seduction, a man desperately in love uses orgasms induced by hypnosis to cure the woman he loves of frigidity; The satire The Perfect Husband takes a humorous look at an unusual man in an unusual marriage; a hot daughter uses sexual scandal to expose her hypocritical father in The Preacher’s Slut; and, in very rare hard-science erotica, you learn what sex in orbit would be like in The First Space Orgy. Check out my other fifteen stories by looking up Epic Sex Stories at your favorite online bookseller. Copyright © 2013 by author Epic Sex Stories Published by author Epic Sex Stories at Smashwords This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is coincidental. All rights are reserved. Except for book reviews, no more than four paragraphs can be reproduced without written permission from the author.

Many years after Harry Potter defeated Voldemort a new enemy came. This person isn't as strong as Voldemort or even Grindelwald, no this person is strong because of the amount of followers he has. This person is called Adelram. His idea is that the Muggles need to know about the existence of the Wizard kind and a lot of wizards and witches agree. But how he wants to do this, is the reason why the Ministry of Magic badly wants to catch him. He and his followers have been attacking Muggle villages. Alderam is saying that it doesn't matter if a few Wizards die trying to make his dream come true. It was becoming even more difficult for the Ministry of Magic to hide what Alderam was doing from the Muggles. A few years have gone by and his dream still hasn't come to fruition. So he decided that he will attack a city with the intention to murder everyone living there. But one crucial thing got out, the Ministry found out that they were planning to attack London and that they had a very powerful spell to do this. When the Ministry found out what was going to happen they send the best witch of its time, Amelia Emory, to fight Alderam. But no one expected someone who grew up as a mere Muggle to beat Adelram.

A magic academy is a place to nurture young, promising mages to become a future talent. Following the enrollment of Taimadou's 12th freshman batch, there appears to be no issue whatsoever. However, it seems that a 'plague' managed to pass through their filter. Rin is one of the students enrolled in the academy. As he's a descendent of the top mage clans, he should unquestionably wield magic. But unknowingly, there may have been an oversight in their judgment!

At the year 2027, the world suffered a catastrophic day. It all started when the “ Covid-19 “ virus that remained in society for years suddenly mutated into what people renamed later as the “ D-19 virus “ or Disaster 19 virus. With the virus simultaneously mutating and changing together in unison on all continents. Humanity quickly fell, despite the advancements in technology. 
People who were just showing mild symptoms of the Covid virus started turning aggressive, with mucus flowing out of their nostrils and mouth. Their eye sight increased, as well as becoming more resilient physically. This happened in the span of 2 days. On the third day, the ones that are being kept under supervision began to lose their minds, and eventually killed and ate the flesh of people. Due to their increased physical strength, society fell in a matter of weeks. An organization was formed from what remained of super countries called the “ GVR “ or Global virus response. They built a city of walls, and conducted research on the virus. They found that some people had an immunity to the virus, thus when getting a dose of the filtered virus will enhance their bodies depending on how immune they are. Humanity had hope with the newly found research, but although the enhanced humans were strong, the zombies were always mutating turning less humanoid and becoming stronger. The story starts with our protagonist, who turned into a zombie and recieved a system.

It's not always easy to be alone, sometimes we just need someone to bring out that light in us that would normally stay hidden.

Harry Potter is defeated at the battle of Hogwarts. Or is he? Lord Voldemort ascends, taking over the Wizarding World. Will Ron and Hermione be able to stop him? (ATTENTION: The actual book belongs to J.K Rowling. This is just a FANFICTION.)

Super Dick is a mild mannered nitwit that doesn’t have a filter between his brain and mouth, and oddly, he is the one thing in the entire universe that the omnipotent being known as The Narrator, can’t control. As you follow Super Dick on his adventures, The Narrator will be, well, narrating in his typical offensive fashion. Along with his sidekick Microchip, and the government spy agency, UNCLE SAM, Super Dick will defend Cloud City and the world from any threat that arises, the only problem is that their greatest threat is the one that controls the narrative.