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Is Magic really just a wish machine? No! In a universe where Magic truly exists, the ultimate nature of Magic must be as simple and aesthetically pleasing as the laws of physics. This is the story of a mass-produced magical war tool who learned the ultimate nature of Magic. But what of it? Just as birds can fly without understanding aerodynamics, magicians can use Magic without grasping its ultimate nature. Learning the ultimate nature of Magic doesn't mean the tool can instantly transform into a great magician. But yearning for knowledge is a human instinct, and curiosity is the primary driving force of human civilization. Even for Magic, which should seemingly defy explanation, humans hope to understand its inherent operational laws. The pursuit of Magic's ultimate nature requires no reason! The story in this book takes place in an era where steel and gunpowder dance together. Here, firearms are on the rise; armor remains the main character; military theory is changing rapidly, with endless innovations in systems and techniques. And this world has something more than ours: Magic. The world is undergoing a profound transformation, and no one can remain detached from it...

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

"If you step off a ledge, gravity pulls you down. It’s not personal." The stairwell was silent except for their voices—sharp, clipped, barely above a whisper. She was still arguing. Still trying to explain. "That’s not lying—" He wasn’t listening. His expression never changed—calm, unreadable, but his fingers twitched. A subtle movement, barely noticeable, but a sign. The only sign. Then, he moved. It wasn’t a shove. It wasn’t frantic. There was no anger in it—just a quiet, calculated decision. Vee’s foot missed the step. The realization hit her too late—her hands shot out, reaching for something, anything—but he had already accounted for that. His grip met hers for just a second, but not to save her. To let go. The moment stretched, like time itself resisted what was happening. Then, her body broke through the air. A sharp, gasping scream—cut off before it could finish. A sickening, solid crack as her skull met the concrete below. And then, silence. The world didn’t process it fast enough. But he didn’t even look down. He turned. Adjusted his sleeve. Then, he looked up. And I was there.

There was once a very famous story of a historic couple that was very famous in the modern times, but there is this girl who says that all of it is a fantasy of some people and nothing more. The name of the girl is Siya, and one of the biggest reasons she says that is because the name of the girl from the famous couple is Siya, the same as her, and she doesn't believe in love. One day she woke up, but it wasn't in the same modern room she was used to waking up in but an ancient and aesthetic room. READ MORE TO FOLLOW SIYA ON HER JOURNEY.

This is a record of moments. Moments shared between those who love each other. Each chapter is a small clip of someones life

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

Time: In the near future of 2035, the "emotional apathy" virus breaks out around the world, and humans gradually lose the ability to love and hate. Core conflict: The multinational technology giant "Eclipse Group" has developed an emotion simulation chip, while the underground organization "Seraphim" advocates using extreme stimulation to awaken real emotions. Madness fusion: Cyberpunk x black humor x neurotic aesthetics, using absurdity to fight nihilism. Seraphina Chen (female lead) Surface: Chief "emotional terrorist" of "Seraph", specializes in throwing crying bombs at rich people's parties/holding rock mass in AI churches Secret: Illegal genetic modification in childhood, emotional fluctuations are 100 times higher than normal people (laughing will shatter glass/causing local rainstorms when sad) Behavior madness: In order to sneak into Evander's press conference, he stuffed himself into a giant gashapon machine and rolled into the venue Kidnapped AI priests to hold a confession ceremony for the sweeping robot Evander Blackthorn (male lead) Surface: Cold-blooded CEO of Eclipse Group, who is willing to remove "emotional pollution sources" to promote emotional chips Secret: Suffering from congenital analgesia, relying on self-mutilation to confirm his presence (the inner layer of his suit is sewn with razor blades) Logical quirks: Using mathematical models to calculate the kissing angle: "37.2 degrees is the most ergonomic" Developed a "breakup probability prediction app" but could not calculate the relationship with Seraphina

That day during the college entrance exams, a video of my cousin leaving the exam hall blew up online—her beauty making headlines. In the clip, she clutched my boyfriend’s hand, her cheeks tinted with a shy blush. “I hope we end up at the same college,” Charles Spencer had said, his smile warm and his eyes never leaving her face. The comment section exploded with sugary wishes for a perfect future. Just a year ago, he had promised he’d come to my school. And here he was now—only this time, with a brand-new girlfriend by his side.

This story follows Clip, a young man trying to navigate his labyrinth of emotions tied to the multiple women in his life. Haunted by suppressed feelings and lingering guilt, Clip’s story explores the weight of unspoken truths and the impact of his darker instincts. As he struggles with the consequences of his choices, Clip embarks on a transformative journey of self-awareness. Through confronting his vulnerabilities and embracing honesty, he learns the painful yet necessary lessons about love, accountability, and moving forward.

High school youth love themselves their media. Fantasy books, anime cartoons, even online content. However, when four young teens end up being transported to another world similar to that of their precious media, they must reestablish themselves and adapt to their new fantasy surroundings or die trying.

In the heart of Japan, Kazemachi Sota was a high school football legend, the fastest and most skilled quarterback the Nishikawa Hawks had ever seen. But a devastating injury shattered his dreams, leaving him to navigate a new life of uncertainty. Labeled "the bird with clipped wings," Kazemachi struggles to find his place in a world without the sport that defines him. Just as hope seems lost, an unexpected invitation from a spirited girl named Aiko reignites his passion. She invites him to join the school’s flag football team, a game of strategy and speed, offering him a chance to redefine himself. Will Kazemachi find a new way to soar, or will the shadows of his past keep him grounded forever? This is a journey of self-discovery and triumph against all odds.

kosalan is a fan of anime and cartoons,want to be in one such world and God gives him that wish but here he don't transmigrate.world changes to his wish

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.

Summary The story is a fantasy story with a slight horror aesthetic coupled with slight romance but not too much for this is mainly an action novel. Disclaimer: lots of gore and profanity will be used, with lit RPGs. Yes it's another reincarnation story but one where the MC doesn't know how to make everything in modern time. There will be slight evolution but not much for I want to keep him as close to a sheep as possible but he will get humanoid form but he won't turn into a human. No Graphic R18 scene. I'm not writing a smut story! I will add art of the characters and monsters as much as I am able to in the comments at the end, so please check them out when you finish reading the chapter! If you really like the story and or character art please help support my work by visiting my etsy store where I will be selling them on t-shirts or other nick-knacks. Alright that enough self promotion now onto the main sum. Summary: Enter the world of Redsorrth, a world filled with magic and dangers >:)! A world filled with all the fantasy classics like dwarves, elves, beast-men etc.. with classic monsters such as… goblins, demons and dragons. This fantasy classic story takes place where our hero Babbitt is a newborn sheep where he must survive to become a shepherd, but how will he survive when his race is always being hunted! For sheep flesh makes the best sacrifices to the gods as well as to feed their enemy stomachs, for sheep is the most prized of delicacies! For they are Hunted down for their wool, blood and flesh, while their innocent souls make the best conduit for the demons and gods alike. How long will he survive being born at one of the human farms? Will he escape to find the higher forms of his race? Or will he forever be stuck as a sheep for the slaughter? Will he meet a cute female sheepy…. Well I guess the only way to know is to read and find out!

A revolutionary cultivation system: Elixirs transformed into data streams, sword techniques fused with cyberpunk aesthetics—where cultivation and technology collide, unleashing cataclysmic energy! A power struggle brewing beneath the surface: Ancient martial clans, paranormal organizations, enigmatic cults… Cultivators are no longer seekers of immortality but living keys fought over by all factions! A thrilling adventure of stark contrasts: A cold and aloof sword immortal paired with a high-intelligence female agent, and a legendary treasure of the cultivation world that turns out to be a mysterious chip capable of unlocking the genetic code. This isn’t just about cultivation—it’s a battle for the survival of civilization itself. Will you be the next to shatter the void?

When he failed to find his fated human mate after seven years of searching, alpha Damon decides to abduct seventy-five young women from all over the city who fit within his Luna’s age range and description, to have them trained for his selection. What starts off as a competition for the alpha’s heart quickly turns to a bloody game of survival. *** “What’s your name?” Damon asked, his voice clipped and cold. Though his eyes were narrowed, they were a bit mad around the edges. The blonde woman in front of him traced a red coated fingertip over his tattooed chest, all the way to his slightly exposed pelvis. She smacked her lips at the obvious bulge in his tight pants. “If you wanted a good time, why didn’t you just say so?” She threw a side long glance at the rest of the women cooped up in the cells, their fingers desperately grabbing the bars and yelling obscenities at the man who thought it was a good idea to abduct them for his personal reasons. “Why don’t we go somewhere private?” She added with a seductive wink. The alpha’s patience wore thin but he remained calm. “What.is.your.name?” He repeated with the slightest hint of annoyance. His eyes dipped to the card in her hand and she followed suit, smiling at the words on them; Luna 37. She rolled her eyes and tossed the paper aside. Did he seriously expect them to believe he was some alpha werewolf? Was that his play for getting laid? She scoffed at his silly roleplay antics. Werewolves were fictional but if that was what got him in the mood, she didn't mind playing along. He was definitely her type. “The name is Tyla Woodley…” He moved like a blur, snapping her neck like a twig. The other prisoners screamed at the top of their lungs as Tyla’s body thudded to the floor in a crumpled heap. Damon flexed his neck and arms before starting towards the cells. When he approached, all the women retreated, crying and screaming. He unlocked a cell and raked the women with his eyes. Shuffling forward, he yanked one out by the scruff of her neck. “NO! Cleo! Let her go!” A wide-eyed woman screamed from another cell, banging the bars violently. “Let her go, you monstrous cunt! Fuck you! You hear me? FUCK YOU, DAMON WAYNE!” He froze at the mention of his full name, and let go of the whimpering prisoner who crawled back into the open cell on all fours. Slowly, Damon advanced towards the rude woman’s cell but she didn’t back away like the others. She gripped the bars and spat in his face when he was standing in front of her. “Couldn’t find yourself a Luna, tough guy? No surprise there. The moon goddess must not have been able to bring herself to torture an innocent woman with the tragic fate of being your Luna.” Damon reined in the rage bubbling within him by gritting his teeth. This one wasn't as clueless as the dead one. “What is your name?” She knew he wanted her to mention the name on her card; Luna 91. He had just killed a prisoner who gave her actual name. However, he didn't hint at her card by looking at it. His eyes never left hers. She inhaled sharply. To hell with him. As long as her sister, Cleopatra, could remain safe long enough for them to figure out a way to escape from here, she didn't mind distracting the monster as long as she could. “Luna 91, Asshole!” He shot her a roguish grin. "Welcome to hell, Luna 91." He said before reaching beyond the bars and grabbing her neck amidst deafening screams.

Akira Shinjuku isn't your average teenager living in 1987 Japan. The world's greatest paranormal investigator working for the Bureau of Paranormal Extermination, he wields a divine superpower called a Rock Move, with his Rock Move, Footloose, being the strongest of them all. Aided by his doom and gloom girlfriend Amanda Valentine, his edgy as blades rival Rei Higashikata, his video game and cartoon obsessed alien best friend Josefumi Jirou, and a gambling addicted stoner German witch named Maria Elric, Akira is looking to avenge his father's death at the hands of Bruno, a mysterious hitman wearing a cartoonish dog mask. Fullfilling his destiny won't be easy, as devils, freaks, scary monsters and super creeps hinder his way. But with his trusty escrima sticks and his team, he can do anything. Manners. Maketh. Man. This is Silent November.

>>>Mature Content !!! Read at your Own Risk;.... too much killing. Too much love can kill a person. For Andromeda, love could indeed destroy her—if not physically, then mentally. It shattered her heart and soul when Zachary left her on that cold, fateful day. But can love kill you twice? When they meet again under the circumstances of a twisted arranged marriage, she knows she should never fall for him again. Yet, here she is… slowly succumbing to his charm once more. *** For Zachary, love has the power to breathe life into everyone. Yet, his own soul has been dead since the day he walked away, leaving her cold and broken. He was the one who clipped her wings. Zachary loves her so deeply that he’s willing to let her go—to ensure she never gets hurt again and to give her the freedom to find someone who can protect her better than he ever could. He sacrificed their love so she could find someone who would fulfill the duty of guarding her heart more faithfully. His love for her is so overwhelming that it gives him life, yet it also becomes the source of his daily torment. Now, destiny has intertwined their paths once more. This time, he vows to do everything in his power to protect her—even if it costs him his life. Join the server: https://discord.gg/gpgZdMN

Alexander Blackwood had it all—wealth, power, and influence—but the one thing he couldn’t seem to have was a child. For two years, he believed the medical reports that blamed him for the struggle. Meanwhile, his wife, Diana, harboured a devastating secret—she was infertile. And the reports? Falsified, thanks to Dr Joshua, her secret lover. Then came Rose, Diana’s younger sister—beautiful, confident, and utterly irresistible. What started as fleeting temptation spiralled into something forbidden, and soon, Rose was carrying Alex’s child. But Alex wasn’t supposed to be able to conceive… was he? A second opinion shattered the deception—he wasn’t the problem. Digging deeper, he uncovered the real reports. Diana had lied. And now, she was desperate. When bribing Joshua to terminate the pregnancy failed, she turned to something darker—abduction. She had Rose taken, determined to erase the evidence of her betrayal. But Diana underestimated Alex. With the help of Captain Patrick, the search for Rose intensified. Meanwhile, the kidnappers, plagued with guilt, set Rose free. Once safe, Rose exposed everything. The authorities closed in, and Diana was finally caught. But she refused to fall alone. In a desperate move, she exposed Joshua’s crimes, dragging him down with her. Justice was swift. Diana and Joshua faced the consequences of their deception. And as for Alex and Rose? They were free to embrace their future, their love, and the child that was never meant to be.

Su Wanwan’s scumbag fiancé cheated on her! The third party actually turned out to be her scumbag half-sister who shared the same father with her! In order to take revenge on her biased father and her white lotus stepmother and scum sister, she agreed to the marriage proposal from the mysterious boss in a fit of anger. Rumor has it that Huo Jingshen was a rich heir and he was the eldest grandson of the Huo family in Nanchang. He was extremely handsome and dashing, mature and also elegant. He was the perfect bachelor in many women’s eyes. However, he was actually ten years older than her? Su Wanwan secretly despised him: He was too old! There was a gap in their aesthetics! He was a boring and uninteresting old man! She regretted it and she was thinking if she could get a divorce? Who would have known that after their marriage… “Husband, hurry up!”

Trailer "'From now on I shall be your Emperor ' Said a Koborai" "hehe" brother come to play with us. 'Clip-clop, Clip-clop, Clip-clop," Kids get to side you are blocking the way "Sorry uncle" in group of Kids shouted 'hehe' 'catch me stop don't run wait' 'Neigh!!' "Thundering hoofbeats" 'Rumble rumble' "hyah" "'Attack!!' the army said" 'Swoosh swoosh' arrows flying "Sheild!!" 'Thud thud thud' "The commander said'Archers!!!'" "'This is your second life' said by golden dragon" "The world is in turmoil 'In a rough voice'" 'boom, rumbling' "'Run! wWaah mommy!'The crowd is shouting" "'Spearmen at the front a blonde commander in silver armor commanded" "'Who are you state your business?' the elves asked while surrounding from everywhere" "War happening in a plain area" 'Slash! Slash! tang! ' clip clop clip "'This world sure is the cruel old man said " Let's See the rise of this Emperor

"I Want to Play a Game" blends elements such as time loops, infinite streams, rule-based games, and post-apocalyptic survival, all set against a unique Chinese aesthetic with mind-bending plot twists. The story unfolds in an alternate realm known as "The Land of Endings," where all participants are "the Guilty"—people burdened with sins in the real world—who are forcibly drawn into a death game controlled by the Twelve Zodiac. The game is divided into three levels: "Heaven," "Earth," and "Human." Within ten days, participants must win "the Dao" through strategic play, deduction, or cooperation; once they accumulate enough, they can escape. Those who fail will lose their memory and be resurrected on the eleventh day, while only those who awaken the "Echo" ability can retain their memories and move on to the next cycle of reincarnation. Originally a "place for divine creation," The Land of Endings has become a brutal battleground for survival following the betrayal of the Zodiac leader, "Tianlong" (Heavenly Dragon).

A Short Story with no actual meaning just to appreciate a few aesthetics I love

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

All because of an infected paper clip wound, Kasper one of the most renowned beggars on the streets died and went to system heaven.Where he by some dumb luck got an unimaginable chance of getting the chance to own a great system...or should I say systems? Thank you guys for choosing this this book and I hope you enjoy. Kinda slow updates .Who knew balancing school and this book would be so hard?! COVER NOT MINE !FOUND ON PINTEREST ,CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER.

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) In a world shrouded in darkness, two souls collided in a dance of destruction.Each harboring secrets that could annihilate them, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the very flame that could consume them. Their lives are a labyrinth of shadows, woven with deceit and bloodlust. Yet, amidst the chaos, they discover a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. A spark that ignited a passion so fierce, it threatened to incinerate them both. Shante Jarret,a siren of seduction,had built a fotress around her heart. But Madden,a maestro of control had a way of dismantling her defenses. With each whispered promises,he chipped away at her armor, exposing the vulnerable soul beneath. Madden Banks,a billionaire with a taste of darkness,had grown accustomed to shadows. But Shante,a female fatale with a kiss that could kill, awakened a hunger within him. A hunger that drove him to crave her touch,her taste,her very essence. As they navigated the treacherous landscapes of their desires,they found themselves bound by an unbreakable thread. A thread woven from the fabric of their own darkness,yet illuminated by the light they discover in eachother. Shante's past was marked by the brutal murder of her parents and her own rape at the age of five,perpetrated by the gangsters she has now taken care of. She has risen from the ashes,forging a new identity as the enigmatic leader of an underground club society. The club,a deadly society of dangerous seductress and evil gigolos,was built on a foundation of darkness and deception. Their mission was clear,hunt,seduce,manipulate,play and take down their targets within three days. The penalty for failure is death and the cardinal rule is simple: NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR PREY. Shante received a mission,one that will test her skills and push her to a limit of sanity. Her target - Madden Banks,the same billionaire who awoke a hunger within her. As she delved deeper into his world,she found herself torn between her loyalty to the club and her growing fasination with Madden. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to cartoon,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** In the twisted game of cat and mouse, they're both predator and prey. Each move calculated,each kiss a gamble. But as the stakes grew higher,they realize that the greatest danger isn't the secret they kept,but the love they couldn't deny.

It wasn't on purpose. When Maria stole a peculiar book from one of her classmates, she thought nothing of it since her classmate didn't seem too fond of reading; Maria thought she could get away with it, however, she never expected the book to hold such secrets. Working as a barista in the city of Quezon, Maria discovers that not only was the book she had once read predicting the end of the world, but her old pocket watch was the key to figuring out its secrets. Before she knew it, chaos started to unfold, claiming the lives of thousands as deadly games began to appear all over the world, forcing humans to become players to survive. Maria never imagined that an old book series could lead to such catastrophes. Can a book with hundreds of pages stacked together— really be the sole reason for the end of humanity? Left with no other choice, Maria uses her knowledge from the books to navigate through the looming perils before her. With the desire to meet the beings that heralded the world's end and uncover the mysteries shrouding her books, Maria strove to survive and adapt to her new reality, even if it meant being tangled between life and death. In a world brimming with tales, akin to the multitude of stars gleaming in the nocturnal skies or the depths of the vast ocean yet to be explored, the story of searching for one's ending begins... * * * TL;DR: What to expect: -Slow Paced Story -Character Development  -A Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic World -Mysteries! -Diverse Characters  -Family Conflict and Comradeship  -Sub-Plot Romance between Two Women -3.4k-3.8k Word Count per Chapter -Mistakes in grammar or prose since English is not my Native Language What NOT to expect: -Overpowered MC -Reverse Harem -LitRPG * * * Before reading this story, please note that this story will not be a short one. This story is inspired by many unlimited-flow Chinese novels I often read, Alice in Borderland, and my childhood favorite cartoon show, Adventure Time. Although this is my first time writing a story and may be an amateur, there would also be some terrible grammar, prose, and repetition of words since English is not my native language, I still hope that some of you will be able to enjoy reading this story I created during quarantine.  This story may also be slow in terms of updating, but I'll try my best to upload frequently or find a schedule to upload the chapters. I accept any form of criticism, tips, and advice!

This story will lead you all to the place of vengeance and also a funny romance that is formed by two human beings, Knowing each other that one day they will get apart but still they chose to fall in their hearts and just stay forever but it was just a misstep…. Chao-fa Chirapaisarnsakul (Nickname: Moon), An inquisitive and knowledgeable young woman with vengeful ideas in her mind towards them who often made her life a joke. Seeking vengeance on the people who are the reason for her Father's bizarre death.   After her grandfather's casualty, all of his wills were passed on to Moon and she received all the rights to take the responsibility for her grandpa's company. The real difficulties started as the wills were passed to her. Facing her Uncles and Cousins, and on top of it, her mother-in-law and other strangers. Her life became an everyday war body.  "My vengeance will take away your longevity!"  Tangwen Alfie (Fake Id: Cherry), A filthy rich woman with a glamorous face. Moon is her's beloved one and never spared a glance at any other woman or men. Always stood beside her future husband (wife in the lesbian version) when she seeks help or trouble.  A hazardous woman who can go far enough when it comes to her precious future husband (lesbian version), No matter where she's stuck with yet she often chooses to stand beside her. Loved her and cared for her but never let her walk away from her body. "I know I'm not a professional wife of yours but you can call me a skilled crime partner."  [This story will sound like a short clip story with all imaginary works. Different kinds of change will take place and it may sometimes leave u in confusion so be careful in understanding the sudden chapters.] #Thank You

Roderic stepped forward, his expression a mix of irritation and wariness. "Lysandra's methods are unorthodox, but they're effective," he said, his tone clipped. "You'll find no one better at scouting or taking down a target." "I can see that," Alaric replied, his lips curling into a faint, smile. "Though I imagine her sharp tongue is just as deadly as her blade." Lysandra crossed her arms, her smirk returning despite the weight of the knights' stares. "You have no idea."