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She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... Gods, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.

Before I sit down and spend countless hours of my time writing this, I want to preface it by saying: this is all pointless. This whole report seems a little unnecessary, I mean I lived it all once, I don’t really want to have to live it again. I guess I owe them all though, don’t I. The office asked me to write this piece and I suppose they were bargaining for the angle of disbelief, a story so erratic and irregular in nature that no one could get their head around it. The whole thing barely makes sense to me in places and I had the privilege of witnessing it all first hand. This work will not only lose me my job, but will dash any work I write in the future through the mud and destroy my name and credibility as a reporter. They know this, they want me off their hands because they think I’m insane. Quite truthfully I don’t blame them I would have read a piece like this back in the day and laughed – Dawson’s finally gone nuts they’ll say – it was only a matter of time. The pressure, it must have finally got to him. The pressure never got to me, I was cool headed and down to earth throughout my entire experience. You want proof of that? I’m standing here in front of you alive and well. That’s all the proof you’ll ever need, and also all you’ll ever get, because this case isn’t going to be one of those long unsolved mysteries that goes down in the ages. No, no, no this case will be one of the ones laid to rest in the archive where the other graves of stories milked to their final usage go. This whole tale is too far fetched to grasp any serious public interest and therefore wont survive. As for me, well if I don’t end up in a psych ward then I’ll be considered lucky. Poor ol’ Dawson, old before his time, at least I get to grow old. If you take the time to read this I thank you, maybe putting it down into words one last time will help me finally make some sense of it. If you’re thinking I’m crazy I’m not – trust me on that one. That being said, it’s all a bit futile really – not as if anyone will believe me anyway.

The story follows four friends, who in an attempt to have a night they would never forget, end up getting exactly what they asked for. The night takes a dark and sinister turn as they stumble upon and war between Angles and Demons. Join them as they fight against the Darkness that threatens to Awaken a catastrophic Evil that was put to rest long ago.

Johan a not so ordinary boy found himself tangled in the world of Devils, Angles and Fallen with a past full of mystery and present that he dosen't understand watch as how he pushes forward and finds a place for himself. All the characters and images belong to their respective owners/creators I don't own anything this fanfic is for pure entertainement

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

Character Settings: Female Lead (Shen Zhaoyan) – 23, lawyer, former law school beauty queen, university classmate of Song Yiheng. She has long, cool brown wavy hair, sharp and defined facial features, slightly upturned eyes, a delicate and straight nose, an elegant oval face, and M-shaped lips. She has a slender figure (165 cm, 100 lbs) and dresses in a sleek and professional style. She is cold, rational, and composed. Second Female Lead (Yang Xiaoning) – 23, a professional basketball player for the national women’s team, the person Shen Zhaoyan falls for at first sight. She has short, stylish black hair, slightly drooping eyes, sharp-angled eyebrows, a prominent aquiline nose, and a diamond-shaped face that enhances her striking features. Her lips naturally curve downward, giving her a cool and serious demeanor. She has an athletic build (183 cm, 134 lbs) and usually dresses in a casual, sporty style. She is calm, steady, and reserved. Male Lead (Song Yiheng) – 23, notorious playboy, former university heartthrob, and Shen Zhaoyan’s classmate. He has a 3:7 parted wavy hairstyle, alluring peach blossom eyes, and a distinctive tear mole at the corner of his right eye. His nose is refined and upturned, with a sharply defined jawline. He has a fit physique with visible abs due to regular workouts. His lips curve naturally into a playful smile. His style is luxurious and fashionable, reflecting his carefree and flirtatious nature. (185 cm, 140 lbs) Second Male Lead (Bai Muli) – 25, Shen Zhaoyan’s childhood friend and senior at their university. He has a clean and slightly tousled 4:6 parted hairstyle, gentle puppy-like eyes, a teardrop-shaped nose, and well-proportioned facial features. His face is rounder compared to the others, giving him a softer look. His lips are naturally petal-shaped. Though he appears lean in clothing, he has a well-toned physique from working out with Song Yiheng. His dressing style is fresh and artistic. He is gentle, caring, and dependable. (181 cm, 136 lbs)

Born as a hermaphrodite (an intersex), all Lee Min-Su ever wanted was to be seen and accepted as a normal human being too. Betrayed by his own family, who had him imprisoned for seven (7) years by the King for a crime committed by his sister, Min-Soo wanted to end his life when they went ahead to disown him right after his release from prison. But then, just as he was about to jump into the Han River, a kind sir saved him. For 3 years, Minsoo learnt to survive by working as a gisaeng (courtesan). Just when he thought that he had finally moved on, his family reached out again and forced him to replace his sister as the impotent crown prince's bride. What is he to do when his heart is for another and, as such, he cannot look at anyone else? What happens when his husband finds out about his unsavoury past lifestyle? Will he be safe and left unscathed, or will he be damned? Can he survive in this sham of a marriage where neither party likes the other? Yet, after realising that the prince was not an impotent man as the rumours suggested, Misoo's sister is now threatening to reveal the truth. When it reached the point such that too much heat was coming from all angles against him, Lee Min-Su knew then that it was time to draw the curtains closed before his "husband" found out that he had been duped. He needs to RUN! *** Note: This author would not give warnings for any scene in the book. So please make sure that you're in the right frame of mind before you start reading. Thank you.

In a world where warriors and magi reign supreme, Ray Vaelora has one goal—to become the strongest swordsman to ever live. Born into a noble house but overshadowed by prodigies, he has spent his life relentlessly honing his blade, pushing past his limits in a world where only the powerful survive. But fate has more in store for him than just mastery of the sword. In the heat of battle, Ray awakens a power unseen in history—Void Stride, an ability that lets him phase through reality itself, cutting through space and striking from impossible angles. With war on the horizon, ancient clans rising from the shadows, and enemies wielding forces beyond comprehension, Ray must step into the chaos. To challenge the legends of old, to carve his name into history—not just as a warrior, but as a force beyond mortality itself. A journey of blade and blood begins.

Betrayed by his own family, who had him imprisoned for seven (7) years by the King for a crime committed by his sister, Min-Soo wanted to end his life when they went ahead to disown him right after his release from prison. But then, just as he was about to jump into the Han River, a kind sir saved him. For 3 years, Minsoo learnt to survive by working as a gisaeng (courtesan). Just when he thought that he had finally moved on, his family reached out again and forced him to replace his sister as the impotent crown prince's bride. What is he to do when his heart is for another and, as such, he cannot look at anyone else? What happens when his husband finds out about his unsavoury past lifestyle? Will he be safe and left unscathed, or will he be damned? Can he survive in this sham of a marriage where neither party likes the other? Yet, after realising that the prince was not an impotent man as the rumours suggested, Misoo's sister is now threatening to reveal the truth. When it reached the point such that too much heat was coming from all angles against him, Lee Min-Su knew then that it was time to bolt out of the palace. *** Note: This author would not give warnings for any scene in the book. So please make sure that you're in the right frame of mind before you start reading. Thank you.

To get things started I would like to admit that this story does not bring much new to the table when it comes to the over-saturated Litrpg genre in terms of things like mechanics and power systems. Then what exactly am I trying to bring to the table with this work? A nice slow-paced novel about people maturing and growing older think of it as the re: zero or jobless reincarnation of Litrpgs. A story that tries to take into consideration how a worldwide system would affect the economics and culture of a world. A story that is much more character-focused than the typical heavy progression-focused novels this genre is known for. The RPG system, like any good power system, is there to actually explore the themes of the story and not just as a plot device for characters to get stronger. This is a story where we will see the growth of the Mc from being a baby to when he dies of old age. With plenty of heart-racing actions and intriguing plot developments along the way. Exploring themes like; What does it mean to improve at something and what does it mean to mature as a person?  How does magic,  the constant threat of monsters and people so much stronger than the average joe that they can destroy countries affect one's culture both on the micro and the macro scale? How people are affected by the culture in general? Generational trauma Nature vs Nurture Talent vs hard work  What is morality, society, and people's opinions on both? What does it mean to be human and what does it mean to be alive in the context of a world with multiple sapient species vastly different from one another in basic biology? All these questions are going to be explored from multiple angles using the system as a catalyst for those discussions. So if any of does questions sound interesting to you what are you waiting for, I'm sure you are going to love this story. PS - Chapters come out every Friday at about the same time.

This is the story of a girl who, in her past life, was a boy with a delicate, almost feminine body. At a young age, he lost his parents while trying to escape from hellish torment. Though he survived, his life only became more miserable under the cruelty of his uncle. After years of suffering, he finally managed to escape to Bandra, where he found some happiness living with his cousin. But just when things seemed to be improving, fate played a cruel joke—his cousin mysteriously died. No one knew what had happened, except for Abhay. Following this tragedy, Abhay’s life changed forever. Haunted by constant trauma, regret, and visions of orbs that no one else could see, his will began to shatter, and even his eyes bled from the pain he carried. Just when everything seemed lost, a light entered his life—love. He fell for a girl who brought him hope. But life refused to be kind. One day, her enemies shot her right in front of him, shattering his world once again. Then, something mysterious happened. No one knows how or why, but Abhay was reincarnated—this time as Aysha, a 12-year-old girl and the heir of the powerful Singhania family. Now, trapped in a new body with the memories of his past life, Abhay must navigate this second chance at life. Will he find love again? Will he uncover the truth behind his tragic fate? Or is he destined to suffer once more? To know the answer of question Who was responsible for Abhay's mysterious death? Why was he reincarnated specifically as Aysha? Was it fate, punishment, or something else does it all was controlled by something above human knowledge or all coincidence ? Will he remember his past life, and if so, how will that affect Aysha’s life? What role does the Singhania family play in all this? Will he (now she) get a second chance at love or revenge? read this novel AYSHA -TANGLED IN GAME OF LOVE ,LUST AND POWER

this story a school girl

I am a what, and where is my little friend? No, give it back right now! What, back in a lab again? What a load of bull. Finally, I'm dying... No, I got revived again. Becoming a weapon for a kingdom? Meh, they can try and control me. Medieval weapons? I like that. Give me all of them. An Angle cult? Let's destroy that. Pure Dragons? I want one for myself. First Novel Cover made by Kumokuu Discord - https://discord.gg/h5N6ZuMSTR

Hoo hoo hoo, the Director has fallen! (crying) Don't... don't rush to call an ambulance, just help me up first! After staying up late playing games, Fang Ye woke up to find himself transformed into the director of a rundown zoo, having a docile and perceptive Amur tiger, a ferocious and haughty silver fox, a gray wolf that enjoyed showing off its relationship... As the zoo developed, its array of charming animals began to attract visitors from all over the world. "Why do all the animals like me?" Faced with the curious questioning of children, Fang Ye looked up at a 45-degree angle into the sky, speaking in a tone that was deep and mysterious, "It all started on a breezy and sunny evening..." ... The new book "Planet Development Game" has been released!

The Mana finally broke in the milky way galaxy across the planets and all planets inter in the path of evolution. Animal turn into terrifying beast human turn into zombies and human who witnessed the wave of mana awakened their skill . Earth entered a new era where old lawa are not lawa anymore the only lawa was the law of the jungle were strongest devour the week . Noah an apparently normal collage student but no normal ( I will tell later on the chapters that make him not normal ) Got an unusual skill which has no [ name ] and got an ancient God legacy how he survived the apocalypse and become the strongest existence. Demon , Angles , Dragons , Vempires and many other races to become supreme existence. Desclaimer: The earth in in the novel is the same earth we are living but slightly better technology .

I was never afraid of death. But I was afraid of dying butt naked. I’ve long accepted that everyone meets the same end, no matter the cause—cancer, a tragic accident, or even something absurd like slipping on a banana peel and cracking their skull open. Some choose to take their own lives, yet I wonder… in their final moments, did they whisper, I want to live? My mother did. Before she tried to take me with her. My father, consumed by guilt, went insane. A month later, he decided to follow her, holding my hand as he drove us off a cliff with a broken brake. In that instant, only one thought filled my mind: I want to live. The heavens heard me. I survived—but lived in hell. After years of struggling, I finally bought a house, determined to start over. I wanted to kiss many women, make myself rich, and retire like a lazy bum. A perfect life. I almost had it. Until the water stopped running in the shower. When I checked the sink, my reflection didn’t follow my movements. It just… stared. Then, its head twisted at an unnatural angle, a devilish grin splitting its face. A chill crawled down my spine. Black, viscous liquid seeped from the walls, flooding the floor. It wasn’t water. It was thick. Heavy. Suffocating. And then, my reflection stepped out of the mirror. Its cold hands closed around my throat, its grip unrelenting. I gasped, clawing at it, but the dark liquid filled my lungs, drowning me. My body convulsed as the thing laughed—a sound that echoed through the abyss consuming me. As darkness swallowed me whole, one final thought crossed my mind: I want to live. A voice answered. "Wake up, Abyss." And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer me. I was Dravino Alderidge, son of the war hero. A character in a novel I had read before my death.

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

“Why would I help someone who doesn’t even know my name?” Alex blade Humans kill over land and food, gods kill for entertainment and fulfillment, so why is it so bad when a demon kill a bloodline for disrespecting him? Alex blade was a sub captain of a gang and a deform human with pink skin full of untapped potential. only to have that potential snatched away when he was betrayed and kicked into a black portal that would kill any who enters it, but surprisingly he survived. angered and transformed, Alex dived heads first into his new world with one goal on his mind. Conquest…. While some demon live for blood blood while other live to torture humans, oni’s only life for themselves and rage. Oni are demon made of rage, only a hand full of demon could rival the power of a asura Oni. The harem is only two or three girls. -May Angle fall and Demons Rise- -Power to the strong, the ones who rules over the weak.-

Demon Lord Arnin has reached the apex of his universe, with everyone and everything fearing his very name, however, no one knows of his tragic past. With his clansmen being brutally slaughtered when he was very young, he was forced to enter the ruthless world alone. Betrayed at every step and finding himself against the world at every angle, his heart turned to stone, not allowing anything to affect him ever again. Right when he thinks that the world is firmly in his grasp, he learns about the existence of the beings that partook in the Great Demon Massacre of time immemorial. Learning that their power significantly exceeds his own, Demon Lord Arnin finds that the best way to increase his own strength as quickly as possible is by reincarnating into a world that uses a power completely unknown to him and starting over once again so that he may merge his powers in the future. Will the feared Demon Lord Arnin finally achieve the revenge he yearns for, or will he collapse after his million-year reign, simply becoming a figure of the past? Editor: D.J Support me on Amazon!! TDDL Descent of the Demon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NCMC33K

The "Future Glimpse" app was initially a joke. A harmless trend, fueled by bored social media users and influencers looking for a quirky new angle. You’d type in your question, shake your phone, and the app, with its cheesy, swirling galaxy background, would spit out a cryptic prediction. Most were vague, almost poetic - "A journey begins with forgotten steps," or "Beware the whispers of the raven's flight." Harmless fun.

"Mam! Please Look Here!!" "WAH!!! You Are A Picture Perect!" "Miss Zhao, Look this side as well!!" "She Is A Scorching Beauty! Perfect from every angle!!" Zhao Yuhui mailed her brightening smile at the cameras as she waved at them, which travelled through lenses and wireless connection as an arrow of love all the way straight at the hearts of countless males. They say little girls with dreams become women with visions when they grow up and...where is the lie?? Zhao Yuhui spent her whole childhood dreaming about becoming an actress, her teen years preparing for it while her university days working for it. Coming from a middle-class family, only she knew the hardships she had to endure to get here only to get into... "Bruh, she is the only woman with no scandals! Her future husband is going to be so lucky." "What it has to do with you? She will surely not marry you! Period." And just like that, a week later the trending articles were- "The trending beauty was captured in several photos with a mysterious man!" "The photos were posted with the caption saying- During the risky scene, Miss Zhao's boyfriend jumped right into the water to save his precious beloved *heart heart*!!!" "It was just last week she was seen in year-end awards where she was even praised for not being in any relationship!" "Could the current most searched actor be lying all the time when she denied having any boyfriend?" But a statement released by the company extinguished all the fire, "Well, in response to the 'rumors' surrounding our actress we only have one thing to say, it was merely a security man doing his duty!" And without any need to mention, the 'security man' in the picture just wished to bang the head of his friend onto the wall after reading the reference. Days Later. Trending articles were- "New photos of Zhao Yuhui were released last night but this time with a new man in black-suit!" "Zhao Yuhui in the arms of another man!!" "The face of the man is hidden but looking at the posture, they could be predicted to be gazing deeply in each other's eyes!" "Has Zhao Yuhui finally immersed herself in the ocean of love?" Zhao Yuhui: "..." What ocean of love! Only if she wasn't held by her company to not respond personally. Not to miss the top comments- "I am no expert but why does the profile of this man looks similar to the profile of previous man?" "Now that you mentioned it, even I can find the similarities!" "His back profile is the only thing visible but dude...look at those broad-shoulders!" This time, in response a paragraph was released by her agency, "These photos are from the banquet she had attended couple of months back and the man in these photos...is just a bodyguard. He was only catching her when she slipped, ignore the angle at which photo is taken! This was clicked right after the accident so this man is the same security guard who was promoted to a status of bodyguard as a result of his excellence." Bodyguard? Qin Lixin stared at his friend with a stare as good as a piercing knife. "Qin Lixin, glad to know about your promotion!" *laugh* "You were the only one who ordered to protect your identity. This was the only thing I could do." The great friend in the question replied as he brought his hands up in surrender. "I asked you to stop all these baseless rumors with that girl not to change my profession each time!" Qin Lixin growled as he held his forehead. "What if it reached my mom?" "It won't, trust me." However... "Assistant Fang, get Qin Lixin here and also the girl." The Vice-President of Qin Industries ordered while throwing daggers at the photo lightening the phone screen. -*-*-*-* Instagram - bellzla.za Cover is not mine. All rights to Original Owner/Creator.

[Navigation] [Survival] [Disaster] [Building a Ship] [Life Evolution] [Single Female Lead] National Crossing, Black, as a player, is forced to join the national navigation survival game. Some lucky people have special boats. For example, steel warships armed to the teeth. For example, the swift wind ship that can ride the wind and waves without seeing a shadow. For example, the iron number one with a huge collision angle and an unstoppable spirit.

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

In a world where everyone is defined by their adjectives, Vivian struggles to reach her full potential as a person, as she battles both depression and anxiety. But it all changes when she meets Manic Vic, a happy-go-lucky psychopath, and the students at Uni-port, who change her views on life and make her see it from a different angle. But even nice things don't last as there are others within the college who pray for her failure, bundled with the supernatural activities and mind-breaking mysteries that seem to come and go.

In our textbook, the Summoned Hero once said that the sky is the limit. But how come in our world, the sky is literally the limit? The glassy, interconnected hexagon shields glare from the brightness of the artificial sun perched atop the Tower that reaches the sky. This layer of protection is what separates our land from the outside. The Tower symbolizes our hope and will to thrive. It’s the ultimate shield from the curse. It’s like a lighthouse amidst the sea of darkness that permeates the outside world. I raise my right arm at a 45° angle, stretching it as far as I can—as if grasping for something. Then after having grasped onto nothingness, I clench my hand into a solid ball, imagining I fist bump a dear friend—wishing he’s just somewhere out there, safe and sound. I mumble sadly, “If only he didn’t join the exploration team…”

"Run for your lives for the dark knights approach us"cried the aged villager.  The sound of doors and windows being shut could be heard from any angle of the small village of Translyvania in the forested region of central Romania.  Who could have thought that such a peaceful,happy and fun evening would end so soon all thanks to the "dark knights"    Who are the dark knights?Who is their master?No living soul in the whole of Translyvania has ever seen or caught a glimpse of the master of the dark knights who is also the Alpha of Translyvania .      "Who is he"asked a little girl of 10 to her mom.  "Shhhh"exclaimed her mom.    "Do tell me more about him mom" the girl cried.    "I'll tell you all about him if you so wish to know "  "Does he not have a mate?"  "He hasn't gotten her yet"      *I'm coming to get you my little kitten"          WHO EXACTLY IS THE MASTER?  WHO IS THE LITTLE KITTEN? JOIN ME ON THIS AMAZING, ENCHANTED, SUSPENSE FILLED,TRAGEDY,ROMANCE,AND IMAGIGINATIVE RIDE TO FIND OUT MORE.

The dark night. The pale deathliness of the full unblinking moon. A dark forest filled with unpleasant trees. "Huff.... Huff... Huff... Huff," A figure stomped quickly through the woods running, panting and interrupting the silence of the dark as she did so. The figure ran for a long time until it came to a stop at the edge of the clearing. "Ebbey!" The thickness of the trees muffled the echoes. "Ebbey! You there!?" She called out again. Where was he? They'd only gone out here for a walk and had both bolted when they thought they heard a growl and now..... He was missing. 'Gosh I hope he's alright,' She looked down at herself. Right down from her neck, dripping her clothes and soaking into her shoes, was blood. No, it wasn't her blood. It most likely was animal blood, but that was most likely or even maybe, I'm not sure how she got that much blood on her. I think she knew but she wouldn't allow herself to believe it. She kept calling out. "Ebbey!" She stopped at the sound of shuffling in the bushes nearby. She walked slowly towards it, to an angle where she could see what was going on there without having to part it open. She could see something, a few rodents hunched over a dead animal. The animal seemed to have been half eaten by a larger animal and all that remained were the unrecognizable remnants of it remains. She looked a bit closely at the dead animal on the ground and noticed that a large trail of blood led away from it, across the clearing and beyond the forest. The wild animal could be anywhere. She bent beside the carcass, shifting away from the eating rodents and picked up a bloodied cloth. No! No way! She was probably just over thinking things. But she never over thought things. She fell on her knees and searched for more evidence through the carcass and it's close surroundings. There she found what she'd hoped she'd not find. Pieces of clothing all torn out from one whole and stained with blood and one more thing. Elliam picked it up slowly and enclosed the cold bloody human index that could only belong to Ebbey, slowly standing after doing so. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach as she took in all the signs. She looked once more at the blood staining all of her clothes, the blood on her hands, on her neck, on the floor, trailing into the path she had just come out from. A tight knot was forming in her stomach. Why had she been running from that part of the forest? Where they'd run..... They'd run this way, and...... And what had happened after that? She'd originally thought she'd blacked out but suddenly she saw flashes of what had trangressed in the clearing. Her knees buckled and as she fell she suddenly opened her eyes and practically jumped from her bed sweating buckets despite the sudden cold temperature in the room. The population rose and it became a well known country. In its heart, young Elliam, a girl with a dark past, after being given another opportunity in life struggles to forget her past and focus on her new life, a new country, her new parents, her new school, her new friends, but is the past and the curse inside her just as ready to forget about her? How could Elliam live with her human friends and family with the hunger for their flesh haunting her? Simultaneously in her city, multiple persons have started to go missing. Pursued by her mad dreams and her Windigo Psychosis, Elliam would deal with her problems alone and decides to research more on her predicament. In doing so, she found something shocking. She wasn't the only person cursed in her city, there were 3 others and 2 were right in her school! There was something sus about this, people going missing without a trace and three no four wendigo hybrids in a city at once. She tries finding their whereabouts but only succeeds in finding one, whose whereabouts was surprisingly very obvious... Warning: Explicit Description of Death! Warning: Body Horror!