Loba Skin

Known as "the in bird that shared it's wings"'only possess one wing. Unless a male and female pair lean on one another and act as one, they're in capable of flight. To be exact they are imperfect but for some reason their way of life struck me as essentially beautiful. _ On a plane, Antosia, a woman with moist pale skin, clashes with a suited man. She stares coldly at a creature that transforms into a human, hinting at her unusual nature. Meanwhile, at a university, Pristin and his group are celebrated as newly qualified "Parasites," about to begin training. Pristin is admired for his skills and handsome looks. Later, Pristin coldly confronts Evelyn, telling her to forget the past. Evelyn is left speechless and in tears, suggesting a painful history between them. What is the connections between these characters and the mysteries surrounding them. What kind of training awaits the Parasites? What is Antosia's secret? And what happened between Evelyn and Pristin?

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

She was the empire’s deadliest strategist—until betrayal left her broken and discarded. Jiang Yue should have died that night. Instead, she wakes up in the frail body of Liana, the unwanted daughter of a noble house—sold to the infamous Beast Alpha, Kale. Weak. Powerless. Trapped in a stranger’s body. But Jiang Yue refuses to kneel. Her mind remains her greatest weapon. When Kale underestimates her, she outmaneuvers him. When assassins strike, she survives. And when an ancient prophecy awakens, she discovers the truth behind the phoenix mark on her skin. Kale wants to break her. The world wants to use her. But Jiang Yue is no pawn. If the beasts dare to challenge her… she will tame them all.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

A young mage decides to go to University where he learns about the modern world, modern people, and his role in a conspiracy that started before he was even born. Accompany Dorin, a young mage brought up alone in their mountain home who has always been an obedient son until his mom refused to let him travel to a place called 'University' to attend a so-called 'Photography Camp' he read from a flyer in one of her books. Now, filled with the thrill of adventure (and the knowledge that his mom would probably skin him alive), he embarks on a journey towards unknown lands to learn the magic of 'Photography' and all the hidden wonders in 'University' where he would find people, objects and events that go beyond his wildest imagination.

“I'd give you my soul, if that's what you want.” Eleven. Silver locks. Amethyst eyes. Shiny skin. Blood sweeter than wine. Most sought after 'good' in the Kingdom. She was everything a man would need, and also everything a man would kill to have. Whoever touched Eleven's hair would be granted good things. Whoever plucked her eyes out would get gems richer than the kingdom's currency. Whoever scrapped her skin would be getting a warm coat. Whoever tasted her blood would be granted immortality. She was a Goddess. Goddess of Life. * “I'd burn the fucking world for you, if that's what you want.” Zeiss. A rare man. Has the power of invisibility. The power to turn anything into flames. The power to end a person's life with just thoughts. The power of all wicked things a person wouldn't wish to have. The same world he promised to give her, the same world he would burn to the ground, if she wished for it. He was a God. The God of Death. When Zeiss meets the sought after Goddess of Life. He is reminded everything about his mother. Her silver locks and her eyes that shone brighter than gems and diamonds. Eleven, a woman who spoke to him like no other. A woman who made him believe he had a soul in him after he had thought he had none left. A woman who could bring him life and also be his damnation. The first and only woman he was loved by and ever loved.

The cold snow slipped through his clothes and shoes, the frostbite slowly making him numb. Xue Huan tightly hugged a single chest, until he reached a cave. He walked deeper in to the gave, finally reaching a beautiful coffin. There lay a man, with pale skin that seemed whiter than the snow storm outside, colorless lips… it was a corpse. Xue Huan finally opened the chest, inside was a glowing jade. He laid the jade on the dead man's chest, mumbling some words until warm lights swallowed the room into a blinding sight… the dead man opened his eyes. Along with the awakened dead man, Xue Huan's memories were also awakened, the now alive man was the demon lord that was killed hundreds of years ago… who was awakened by his subornate, later falling in love with the main character.

Losing her whole family and pack to hunters at the age six, Kira was forced to live a harsh life in the desert of Chihuahuan not far from El Paso where she was born. She was the daughter of an Alpha who was one of the big Alpha’s in El Paso, she turned wild and forgot how it was to live like a Werewolf as everything that was left of her was how to live like a wild wolf beast in the desert. Kira returned back to El Paso when she had grew up to the age of sixteen and had started taking revenge on hunters, she was feared by her kind and hunters alike because of her wild nature and the failure to differentiate between hunters and her kind. To Kira whoever she deemed bad she killed, so she was given the name Desert wolf while others called her La Loba ( She wolf ). She became too dangerous for the hunters in El Paso as her tales traveled all over in other cities with hunters and supernatural beings which made them send for Ryan Argent who a very skillful and fearsome hunter after Kira. Ryan was a 16 year old highschool student just like Kira and he transferred to the same highschool she was attending, when Ryan found out about her and her reason for killing the hunters he decided to find out more about her as he fell for her. What are they to do with their pure love for each other when they were both from different sides, they were to be enemies and he was meant to kill her, their relationship was impossible because they were not meant to be.   This story isn’t about mates, their love and trust for each other was built by them.

In a universe where seven planets revolve under the iron-fisted rule of the Human empire, Wynn, a rat-like boy is born into the bleak backwater planet of Zerith, caught in the web of fate’s cruel design. A boy with ghostly white hair and skin, Wynn was never meant to have a destiny of his own. But fate, it seems, has a different plan. When ????, a ????? from ????, is mysteriously pulled into the world of Wings Of Dawn, a novel she discovered by chance, she finds herself transmigrated into the body of?????. Her initial frustration of being trapped in a foreign world quickly turns into cold calculation. Using her knowledge of the novel, ??? intends to survive by manipulating the world around her, seeking out artifacts and allies—especially Arthur von Scit, the arrogant protagonist destined for greatness.

Meet Morticia Katz, the rebellious high school outcast with a notorious reputation and bubbling vendetta against the one person who makes her skin crawl: Maverick. Their toxic relationship is a ticking time bomb, fueled by a deep-seated loathing that's only matched by their polar opposite personalities and values. But when Morticia discovers she's truly being forced into a marriage with her arch-nemesis, her world is turned upside down. With her freedom and sanity on the line, she'll stop at nothing to escape this catastrophic fate. How far will she go to avoid a lifetime of misery with the one person she despises most?

As their lips met, the world around them melted away, leaving only the gentle caress of their kiss. It was a slow, sweet burn, like the first tender flames of a winter fire. But just as she tried to pull away, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close with a gentle yet insistent pressure. His hands roamed over her back, sending shivers down her spine as he slowly peeled off her singlet. The ice block she had been holding slipped from her fingers, landing with a soft thud on her breast. The cold was a shock, making her gasp and try to pull away, but he held her fast, his lips never leaving hers. As the chill seeped into her skin, she tried to squirm free, but he was relentless, his hands slipping beneath her clothes to warm her chilled flesh. His fingers brushed against her skin, sending sparks flying through her veins like fireflies on a summer night. And yet, even as she tried to push him away, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. His touch was a slow, sweet torture, melting her resistance like ice in the spring sun. but then someone was behind the door of the room 'sucy are you here'

He grasped my neck firmly with his strong arms and declared, 'You're mine!' I struggled to break free, my anger rising. 'Let me go!' I demanded. But he held me close, his grip unyielding. Tears of sadness and anger filled my eyes as I whispered, 'You never truly loved me. You just manipulated me.' My voice trembled with emotion. He looked at me intensely, his eyes filled with a mix of passion and desperation. 'I did love you, Bella,' he insisted. 'I still do.' Before I could say another word, he crashed his lips against mine. His grip was unyielding, his touch overpowering. Even though he had hurt me, my body ********************** On the night of her tenth wedding anniversary, Bella uncovers a devastating betrayal—her husband, Kelvin, has been having an affair with the ruthless and seductive Mimi Larkin. Humiliated and heartbroken, Bella's world shatters. But when a fight between them leads to both women falling into the water, something shocking happens—they switch bodies. Now trapped in her enemy’s skin, Bella wakes up in the hospital,her real body lies in a coma and she's now in Mimi's body. As Bella fights to reclaim her life,she learns more, she discovers that her marriage was built on lies and that Mimi has made many enemies. But Mimi will not give up easily. With her new face, she spreads more lies and makes things even harder for Bella. The question remains: will Bella ever get her body back—or will she be trapped in her enemy’s skin forever?

My experience with the law has driven me to write this book. Based on issues I have endeavour past and current, some of the issues mentioned in this are sad as well as happy memories that I have achieved, some are when I am at my proudest attending the University of Wolverhampton and being called a student nurse mentor As a women who could dig the stony ground with bare hand and no tools to get herself through the barbered wire, cutting deep into her skin with blood dripping from her legs, and managed to get out. walked around bare I would like to thank my daughter for being there for me when I needed her the most. Gwyneth my child.

A breathing bone. That’s what the nurses called the patient lying down at the end of the hospital’s left wing. Far from the crowd and not supported by any life supporting machine. Abandoned and waiting for death. But death seems to avoid the man. Days. Weeks. Months. For eight years since the man was admitted in the hospital, he stayed lying down without any food or antibiotics… alive. With almost nothing but his organs, wrinkled skin, and bones, the man continuously breathed on top of that unchanged hospital bed that was left like that in fear that they would break the man if they tried to move him even for a bit. His curious case piqued the scientific community but no one can decipher what’s actually happening to the man’s body. Until his ninth year came. And the hospital fell from a massive earthquake. Gladly, in his ninth year, the breathing bone died.

If it's any consolation... I know that life has better points. I can remember them. And maybe one day I'll experience them again. As fleeting as they are. But right now and right here. As I sit here in my dilapidated room. I feel a lost hope. The kind of hope that kills you more than any breakup, or dramatic event can. I stare at strangers these days. Not because I want to see them, but because I'm trying to remember what it felt like when faces meant something. The mirror's become a stranger too. Sometimes I stand there, touching my cheek, wondering if skin is supposed to feel this cold.

Nobody knows where they came from. Their whereabouts have even less in the way of answers and theories. Answers, and Theories. That's all they are. All they want you to know. We all believed the last of the druids went out with the last purge our queen did. Something she does to cleanse the land of magic. In her words, only she could possess it. But the druids didn't go out. Not when the vines swirl around the royal guard, thorns pricking the skin deep enough to bleed. Pirates. Pirates are a threat. The land isn't safe, but neither are the seas. Not with their self appointed queen, Lull. Not with sea monsters at her beck and call. A demigod rising to divinity, her way paved with the blood of thousands. For weeks, the rivers ran red, the valley grass stained copper-crimson. And now, the kindly queen Divina has gone mad. The woods are as dark as her soul. Watch your back.

With great power... COMES GREAT BI-... ehrm great responsiblity... 'this is a take on a dream i had a long time ago when i was struggeling with some stuff, but since then ive been fascinated by the idea.' roughly spoken its abt a kid getting great powers, but the only one who got them in a world of monsters, atleast for now... oh btw ive never written before and i do this for fun haha

Eu levava uma vida que muitos alfas desejariam ter, sendo o lobo alfa da alcateia Satomi, forte e poderoso, cercado por todas as lobas que quisesse. No entanto, ao completar trinta anos, encontrei minha companheira predestinada enquanto passeava pela cidade.Um acasalamento predestinado com uma humana?! Isso parecia inacreditável. Mas eu a desejava intensamente, e meu instinto de lobo a cobiçava mais do que jamais quis com qualquer loba. Um alfa lobo de uma alcateia, apaixonado por uma humana que não sabe quem realmente sou. E quando ela descobrir que sou um alfa, será que ainda vai querer estar ao meu lado? Como meus companheiros da alcateia reagirão ao saber que quero me unir a uma mulher humana? A verdade é que, por causa dela, sou capaz de encarar até meus colegas alfas para proteger nosso amor. Quer saber como essa história se desenrolará? Venha embarcar nessa aventura comigo, onde a alcateia e o amor proibido se entrelaçam.

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

I never why all these things happened to me, every single time I lose someone close to me. I never really understood why, but I won't allow these thoughts hinder me. I was never taught to take revenge but after all that happened how can I sit still when THEY roam freely after ruining my life. For every loss l made I will make sure they shade a layer of skin. For death is the easiest punishment. But what I didn't know was that all these would lead to an even bigger................................ This is not just a story, my story I am the first star white witch in 500 years and this is how it all began................

---(Haitus)--- Zack is a nobody, until a tabloid mistakenly publishes a photo of him with rising star Kieran, claiming they’re dating. To control the damage, Kieran’s publicist suggests they fake the relationship, but pretending to be the boyfriend of someone this hot comes with unexpected challenges. From public dates to paparazzi scandals, their fake relationship heats up into something far more real—and sexual—than either expected. Characters: •Zack Williams• Age: 26 Height: 5’10” Hair: Blonde, slightly wavy, and always a little messy Eyes: Hazel with flecks of green Skin: Light olive complexion, prone to blushing easily (much to his annoyance) Distinguishing Features: A faint scar on his left eyebrow from a childhood accident. His expressive face—his emotions are written all over it, making him terrible at hiding how he feels. •Kieran Knight• Age: 28 Height: 6’2” Hair: Jet black, always perfectly styled, whether it’s in a tousled Eyes: Piercing gray with subtle blue undertones Skin: Fair, with a slight golden undertone that glows under the spotlight. Always impeccably groomed, with a faint five o’clock shadow that adds to his charm. Distinguishing Features: A small beauty mark just above his upper lip on the right side. A confident, teasing smile that makes people feel like they’re in on a secret.

At 11:24 PM on August 31, the world changed forever. Without warning, millions of people turned into terrifying monsters known as the Fallen, grotesque beings with cracked skin and red eyes who devour the few remaining humans. Fifteen years later, humanity barely survives in shelters as the world is consumed by darkness. Zeck Rivers has learned to live with fear, but an unexpected discovery could change everything. Now, he must decide whether to keep running or face the horror and uncover the truth behind the end of the world. Run and pray... because the darkness does not forgive.

The world of YASAHI was originally like ours until 2009 where strange beings called rudesk came about. Rudesk have the shape of us human but with red skin and some strange red aura that knocked normal humans unconscious. Rudesk are evil in nature for they kill everything that goes againt them. They blame human for earth only being a .7 civilization. Along with rudesk came things called bliss techniques. Bliss techniques awakened in 9% of humanity and it is now their job to protect humanity from rudesk.There are only 1000 s ranks in the world. Our mc has the technique butcher also known as THE WEAKEST TECHNIQUE RECORDED making him the only G rank saviour. Read about his quest to eliminate rudest and save humanity. (don't expect this novel to be like other novel, you can't compare gold to trash(this being the trash)

Liu Feng wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, surpassed all limits, and had jade-skinned beauties clamoring around him. He wanted to fight anyone who got in his way, and shatter the arrogance of those young masters! Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I'm stuck here. Jade-like beauties? No thanks, I have an awesome magical energy to study. Young masters? Life and death battles? No, I would rather read some books on cultivation, and master some techniques that clearly don't obey the laws of physics. There is a junior who has trash talent but suddenly started advancing by leaps and bounds? And he seems to be favored by the heavens themselves? Yeah, that has nothing to do with me.

No mundo dos lobisomens, bruxas e vampiros, Aadhya, uma humana, sempre se perguntou se realmente pertencia àquele lugar. Não importa quantas vezes ela fizesse a pergunta, a resposta sempre era a mesma... SIM Seus pais foram um dos casais beta mais fortes (segundos no comando) de sua época em todo o continente. Mas, mesmo tendo sangue de beta correndo em suas veias, Aadhya sabia que era diferente de todos os lobisomens que já havia conhecido em sua vida. Ela não possuía os sentidos aguçados dos lobisomens, nem mesmo se transformou em sua loba quando chegou à idade, o que automaticamente a fez a 'esquisita da matilha'. Mesmo sendo tratada como uma pária, intimidada por outras crianças lobo e acordando todos os dias com aquela risada sinistra e com pesadelos que sempre pareciam reais demais para serem apenas pesadelos, ela nunca se permitiu sentir-se fraca. Ela se desafiou ao máximo e treinou-se como todo lobo de sua matilha era treinado. Foi no dia de seu vigésimo aniversário que ela de repente sentiu o 'formigamento do parceiro' com o toque de seu principal algoz, o futuro alfa de sua matilha, Ethan Smith. Ela sabia que nada seria normal desde que sentiu aquele primeiro formigamento, mas ela não sabia que nada em sua vida foi normal desde o momento em que veio ao mundo. Ethan aceitará o dom da ligação dos parceiros e deixará sua namorada, que é detentora de um título, por uma humana? Aadhya conseguirá sobreviver a todas as coisas que estão prestes a acontecer em sua vida? Junte-se a Aadhya na jornada de sua vida, que está cheia de mistério, ação, romance e muitas reviravoltas.. Leia 'A Esquisita da Matilha: Um mistério a desvendar' para testemunhar a montanha-russa de emoções e ver como a vida de uma humana normal 'Aadhya' se desenrola no mundo dos lobisomens. Já amado e apreciado por milhares de leitores em todo o mundo em diferentes plataformas de e-book. A primeira criação assinada da autora Mudita Upreti

[DROPPED] My name is [REDACTED]. I was just a normal, job-seeking guy who had just finished his undergraduate study and was hopeful of becoming a useful member of society. However, the job market in this current economy was quite harsh, and competition was at an all-time high. Thus... I remained unemployed for almost half a year. As usual, I was on a job hunting spree, hoping to finally find or land a job that would hire the poor me. However, fate had other plans for me... and I died, getting run over by a large truck. I thought I was dead, but... I soon woke up inside a test tube, surrounded by white-coated scientists in a dimly lit laboratory. I was confused, as I realized that my body, from head to toe, was covered with some sort of dark material that fit my skin quite tightly, as if I was wearing a skin-tight suit from a superhero comic. But... I wasn’t a superhero. “Good morning, Subject... No... Grunt No. 703.” I was just one of the supervillain's Grunts. [STATUS: DROPPED] Reason: - Trash writing in general - Pacing like a crippled snail - Overall a misaligned of what I had envisioned in my head

This novel tells the story of Greg, a boy born in a remote village, far from the great kingdoms and their intrigues. Since birth, Greg has carried a strange mark on his skin, a mysterious symbol that seems to be linked to an ancient and tragic story. In the prologue, it is revealed that this same mark was the cause of a great war that devastated the world in the past. Unbeknownst to him, Greg carries the power of a god, a gift as extraordinary as it is dangerous. However, his ignorance of this power will lead him to commit disasters, unable to control the uncontrollable force that lies within him. Thus, Greg begins a journey full of challenges and discoveries. His goal will not only be to learn to master this gift, but also to unravel the mystery behind the mark: is it a blessing that was bestowed upon him or a curse that condemns him?

A old man, who's background is unknown, suddenly finds himself in a situation involving the supernatural after mysteriously gaining the power to talk to ghosts. MC appearance is the book cover, but imagine him with white hair, a white beard, a scar over his left eye, a diamond earring on his ear, old and has weathered skin