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Mision Imposible

El Sistema de Línea de Sangre

En una línea de tiempo futura, la Tierra fue visitada por una especie conocida como los Slarkovs. Habiendo perdido su planeta natal y en busca de uno nuevo, la Tierra fue el siguiente planeta habitable para ellos. Los Humanos y los Slarkovs hicieron un trato entre sí a cambio de que los Slarkovs vivieran en la Tierra. Los Slarkovs intercambiaron su tecnología y conocimiento por un nuevo hogar. Eran similares a los humanos, excepto por algunos de ellos que tenían ligeras diferencias, por lo que integrarse en la sociedad no fue un problema. Con los años, los Slarkovs y los humanos comenzaron a aparearse entre sí y a reproducir descendencia. Esto, a su vez, creó nuevas especies conocidas como el mestizaje. Siglos después, los mestizajes podían aprovechar su línea de sangre y realizar hazañas inimaginables. Gustav nació en una época en la que la línea de sangre lo determina todo y lucha por encajar con una línea de sangre inútil. Su línea de sangre solo le otorga la habilidad de cambiar el color de su cabello, destruyendo sus esperanzas y sueños de un gran futuro. Su destino cambia cuando una situación inesperada lo lleva a encontrar un sistema que le otorga el poder de desbloquear y mejorar líneas de sangre completando misiones, pero se queda perplejo con dos misiones con un plazo de cinco años. El éxito le otorgará recompensas inimaginables... Pero solo una cosa le espera si falla... ¡La muerte! Sigue a Gustav en su interesante viaje lleno de aventuras sin precedentes, peligro y muerte, ¿quizás? PD: El crecimiento del personaje principal ocurre más de una vez en esta historia. Únete a mi servidor de Discord » https://discord.gg/kSde8pwr
TimVic · 156K Views

Prince Visual

What happens when an idol, renowned as "Prince Visual," is thrust into a marriage with the actual Prince of his country? **Disclaimer:** All establishments, terms, events, and characters featured in this story are entirely fictitious and crafted solely for the sake of entertainment. The story may contain sensitive topics. Royalty is often perceived as synonymous with perfection; however, the facade shatters behind closed doors. The Royal Family Wang, hailed as one of the most unproblematic influential families in the world, maintains its prestige primarily through curated features and polished articles. In truth, their legacy harbors secrets and bitter feuds—once revealed, could incinerate their esteemed reputation. Present at the center is King Wang Jae-Hwan, who, in a bid to secure his lineage’s claim to the throne, chose to marry into an influential Noble family. Beneath the polished exterior, however, lay deep-seated secrets. Although he professed love for his wife, loyalty was a luxury he couldn't afford; he betrayed her on their wedding night, resulting in the birth of a son. Wang Jae-Yul, unaware of his royal heritage, led a life filled with hardship and isolation. The king eventually discovered Jae-Yul, yet the Queen enforced her control that stifled any ambition or desire for power within Jae-Yul, effectively destroying any inclination to fight for the throne. In contrast, the life of an idol is similarly punctuated by high expectations and relentless pressure. The group LUMINA stands as a testament to perseverance, having been meticulously crafted from the ground up by its manager and visionary CEO, Han Eui-Jun. While the competitive landscape in the entertainment industry usually swallows its participants whole, LUMINA carved out a niche and rose to fame, bolstered primarily by its members' impressive backgrounds. Yet, the group’s most formidable asset was none other than the radiant visual and face of LUMINA, dubbed "Prince Visual," Lee Ha-Neul. His captivating charisma and talent created an undeniable draw, securing LUMINA's place in the industry. But the tale unfolds beyond mere struggles and bittersweet endings, as two individuals, who have devoted everything to the pursuit of success, find themselves entwined in a destiny marked by conflict and unexpected encounters. Jae-Yul's life changed when he lost his mother. She, having lived under the shadow of the Queen, made a solemn vow to protect Jae-Yul from the painful truth of his noble lineage, a choice that plunged them both into hardship and concealment. It was only after her untimely death that she unveiled her secrets, leaving behind a letter that detailed everything. Initially consumed with thoughts of revenge against the royal family, Jae-Yul soon realized that his desire would be futile against such powerful enemies. Jae-Yul began to rebuild his life, and through continuous struggle, he found himself standing before the king to reveal the truth. The king, realizing the Queen's influence, employed sufficient pressure on her until she reluctantly agreed to accept Jae-Yul. However, she imposed a strict condition: no one must know of his existence prior to this revelation. Fast forward 8 years, in an unexpected turn, Jae-Yul entered Ha-Neul's life and proposed to him through his influence. However, once engaged, he neglected Ha-Neul for 4 years, which made Ha-Neul end the engagement publicly. Faced with the reality that he could no longer manipulate Ha-Neul's feelings, Jae-Yul now had to figure out how to win him back. Would he resort to deception or intimidation, emotional manipulation, or find it within himself to genuinely love? The question loomed large: what would it take for Ha-Neul to be persuaded to marry Jae-Yul once again?
Evan_Jason · 12.1K Views

100 Días para Seducir al Diablo

[Advertencia: R18+] Cuando el Odio se transforma en Amor... y la Venganza en Pasión... ¿Elegirá empezar de nuevo con ella? El alma de Phantomflake se separó de su cuerpo después de suicidarse frente a su enemigo, Nathan Sparks, el Líder Supremo de la Mafia de Syphiruz. Despertó solo para descubrir que su cuerpo (que estaba en estado de coma) estaba siendo retenido por Nathan '¡el Diablo!', quien intentaba prolongar su vida. ¿Y cuál era su motivo? ¡Matarla con su propia mano y torturarla hasta la muerte! Nathan siente un profundo resentimiento contra Phantomflake, ya que ella fue quien asesinó a la persona más preciada en su vida. ¡Él quería venganza! Y las cosas se volvieron más emocionantes cuando una criatura mágica apareció frente al alma de Phantom, dándole una misión ridícula a cambio de recuperar su cuerpo. —¡Haz que se enamore de ti en 100 días! —dijo la criatura voladora, señalando con sus pequeñas patas a Nathan, quien se mantenía inexpresivo junto a su cama. Con los ojos muy abiertos, Phantomflake hizo una cara de '¡debes estar bromeando!' a la criatura voladora. ¡De ninguna manera! ¡Eso es una misión imposible! Este tipo la detestaba mucho. ¿Cómo iba a hacer eso??! ****** Extracto: Nathan la agarró por el cuello. —No juegues conmigo, Phantomflake. —La fría voz de Nathan resonó dentro de la habitación, sus ojos ardían de ira. Pero Phantomflake solo sonrió con suficiencia, presionando sus manos contra su pecho, sus dedos lo provocaban. —No puedes matarme, Nate. Admítelo. Ya te has enamorado de mí. Con un movimiento rápido, Phantomflake jaló su camisa, cerrando la distancia entre ellos mientras aplastaba sus labios contra los de él. Sorprendentemente, Nathan se encontró respondiendo a ella. ¡Perdió! No pudo resistirse a ella. ===== Soy dueño de la portada del libro Artista: Bea Cortez Únete al servidor del autor para obtener actualizaciones y anuncios sobre el libro. Enlace de Discord: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe
ellezar_g · 74.2K Views

Criaturas de nadie

Hay cosas que están destinadas a permanecer ocultas. Secretos enterrados bajo el peso de corporaciones demasiado poderosas, aquellos que sonríen en los noticieros mientras fabrican monstruos en la oscuridad. Yo nunca fui de los que preguntaban demasiado. Vivía en la superficie de un mundo brillante, sin saber que, bajo mis pies, las sombras respiraban. Hasta que apareció ella o, mejor dicho, hasta que el "experimento RHI5", una anomalía, una creación que incluso sus propios amos temían nombrar en voz alta, una rareza nacida de la arrogancia humana... decidió romper la calma ilusoria que creía real. Habían construido imperios sobre cadáveres y criaturas imposibles. Controlaban la información, maquillaban las desapariciones, reescribían las verdades. Para el mundo, esos seres no existían. Para ellos, solo eran armas. Yo no era parte hasta que lo sentí respirando en mi cabeza, un dolor sordo que crecía día tras día. Una voz que se filtraba en mis sueños, arrastrándome hacia un abismo... No fue una elección, nunca debí cruzarme en su camino, pero el misterio tiene un lenguaje propio. Y ella... ella era la encarnación de todo lo prohibido, no sé exactamente qué era lo que me inquietaba más: su presencia, su silencio, o la forma en que las sombras parecían inclinarse a su paso. No había dulzura en ella, no había rastro de inocencia, solo esa energía densa, oscura. Yo, que siempre supe cómo manejar cualquier situación, descubrí que no tenía herramientas contra aquello que ni siquiera sus creadores pudieron encerrar, porque no hay jaula que retenga a una sombra cuando esta decide moverse. Y ahora, me reclamaba como suyo. ¿Qué sucede cuando una creación que nunca debió existir comienza a hacerle frente a las fuerzas que la crearon? Buscan eliminarla.
zoe_Quinterios · 1.2K Views

Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
SukieWrites · 17.6K Views

Game of lmmortality

Live what you want, and wish for what you desire, but don’t forget to put a limit to your wishes... for a day might come when they come true in a way you never dreamed of, and then you’ll realize how foolish you were. I was one of those few obsessed with video games, living among screens, and dreaming of being part of the digital worlds I used to drown in for hours. I didn’t want to be the noble hero who cries like a child at the first loss, or the one who carries slogans of justice while barely being able to protect himself. No, I wanted to be the villain—the one who imposes his presence, the earth shakes under his feet, and possesses a power greater than the hero of the game himself. On a cursed day, I didn’t wake up in my bed as usual, but inside one of the games I used to love obsessively. Everything was familiar, from the towering cities to the characters whose dialogues I had memorized by heart... but there was a problem, a problem I hadn’t expected—I didn’t incarnate in the body of that legendary villain I imagined, but in the body of the character I hated the most... the hero of the game, “Kyle Estoright.” Now, stuck in this role I always mocked, surrounded by the enemies I always wished to be one of, I realized a truth I had never thought about: maybe heroes have a reason that makes them fight, and maybe villains weren’t as grand as I had imagined... or maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t just a “game.”
Vendra_Valiorite · 15.7K Views

The Shadows of Fate

"You can outrun many things, but fate will always find you, like your shadow in the light." . In the heart of Washington D.C., mafia heir Vaughn Volkov is on a mission that takes him far from the sun-soaked streets of California. The bustling city, with its imposing monuments and corridors of power, is a far cry from the palm-lined avenues of his home. Vaughn, however, is not one to be easily intimidated. His piercing blue eyes and commanding presence turn heads wherever he goes, a reminder that beneath his polished exterior lies a man accustomed to danger and control. Vaughn's path crosses with Eliza Monroe, a seemingly innocent college student whose gentle demeanor masks a resilience forged from her own turbulent past. Eliza, with her kind heart and determined spirit, is an enigma. She spends her days buried in books at the library, her nights working part-time to make ends meet. Her brown eyes, often hidden behind a cascade of dark curls, hold a depth that Vaughn finds both intriguing and unsettling. Their first encounter is anything but ordinary. Vaughn watches, intrigued by her fearlessness and the fire in her eyes. "You're not like the others," he remarks later, cornering her in the quiet corner of the library. His voice is a low, dangerous purr that sends shivers down Eliza's spine. "And you're not just the student here," she retorts, meeting his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "What do you want from me?" Vaughn's lips curve into a slow, dangerous smile. "Maybe I just want to get to know you." Despite her reservations, Eliza feels a strange pull towards Vaughn. His presence is intoxicating, a blend of danger and allure that she finds hard to resist. As they spend more time together, Eliza begins to see glimpses of the man beneath the mafia heir. Vaughn, too, finds himself drawn to Eliza in ways he never anticipated. Her kindness, her strength, and her unyielding spirit ignite something within him that he thought long buried. Yet, as their connection deepens, the shadows of their pasts loom ever larger. Vaughn's family business, shrouded in crime and violence, is never far from his mind. His enemies are ruthless, and his association with Eliza puts her squarely in their crosshairs. Eliza, too, harbors secrets. The dark forces that have shaped her life threaten to consume her, and Vaughn's world only amplifies those dangers. As their worlds collide, they must navigate a treacherous web of intrigue, passion, and forbidden desire. But with danger lurking around every corner, will their love survive, or will they be torn apart by the shadows of fate?
Sunshinek11 · 82.4K Views

SHIKEN NO KAKERA "FRAGMENTOS DE LA LLAVE DIVINA"

—Los Siete Pecados no son una debilidad humana… son las cicatrices de siete mundos rotos por un amor imposible. Esta es una historia que nace de una herida primordial, una fractura en el tejido mismo de la creación, causada no por el odio, sino por una devoción tan absoluta que los cielos no pudieron contenerla. Vivimos en un mundo que sangra en silencio, sin recordar la causa de su dolor, aceptando leyendas de orgullo y traición para dar sentido a una tristeza cuyo origen es, en realidad, el amor. En el corazón de esta tormenta silenciosa, camina un joven heredero que se cree un simple guerrero, ajeno a la verdad de que su alma es el eco viviente de esa promesa original. Es el portador de una luz que podría reconstruir el paraíso, y de una sombra tan profunda que amenaza con consumirlo todo. Su vida es una danza al borde del abismo, sin saber que cada paso que da puede sanar al mundo o condenarlo a un octavo amanecer fallido. Una tragedia lo arroja a la oscuridad, forzándolo a confrontar a los monstruos no solo en las mazmorras, sino en el espejo. Su viaje deja de ser una búsqueda de gloria para convertirse en una desesperada pregunta: ¿Cómo se puede ser a la vez el arma y el guardián? ¿Cómo se puede ser el muro que protege a los demás, sin convertirse en una prisión para uno mismo? Su camino lo obliga a enfrentarse a las siete grandes cicatrices del mundo: almas marcadas por la encarnación del poder, la desesperación y la pasión. En ellas, no encuentra villanos que derrotar, sino espejos de su propia posible caída, recordatorios de que la línea que separa al santo del pecador es, a veces, solo una cuestión de perspectiva. Esta no es la historia de una guerra por el control del mundo. Es la historia de una guerra por el significado de un alma. Es una meditación sobre el poder, no como una herramienta para dominar, sino como una carga que sobrellevar. Es un viaje hacia una verdad olvidada: que la más grande de las fuerzas no nace en la perfección de un dios, sino en la frágil y obstinada esperanza de un corazón humano que, aun rodeado de oscuridad, se atreve a amar incondicionalmente. La pregunta final no es si el héroe puede salvar al mundo. La pregunta es: ¿puede el mundo salvar al héroe de sí mismo?
Drago_15 · 18.4K Views

King's Crown

Far in the future, in a desolate land where despite the rich and plush grass there seems to be no animals roaming around stood thousand upon thousands of soldiers they all wear similar armors, bearing similar flags, and carrying similar symbol on them. Everyong is tensed and serius while all of them are facing to one direction, towards the silent calm sea. And in the silence, where only the occasional noise of the horses are heard, a powerful sound could be heard. A beating of two pair of wings... Towards the sea a powerful gust of wind pushed the fogs away.. revealing a man.. He's wearing a light leather armor.. a contrast to the shining metalic plates the soldiers on the land wore.. His hair is as dark as the night and his eyes as deep as the night. But all eyes landed on his back as two pairs of beautiful pair of white wings each spanining for five meters each as it flaps and keeps him in the air. Suddenly a man wearing a regal and imposing black armor in the very front of the formation stepped forward and spoke. Despite him speaking in calm manner his voice could be heard all across the land. "You betrayed our country, you scum.. Prepare to die" Then the man with the wings smiled at his words and replied. "And you betrayed humanity.. o mighty ruler.. YOU prepare to die" With his reply the fog behind him splits revealing hundreds of battle ships making contact with the steep cliff. And a thunderous battle cry explodes in the field as thousands of soldiers jumped hundreds of feet in the air towards the oposing armies. And a bloody war ensues. What had led up to this?
Night_Star_Gaze · 10.3K Views
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