Kronii Gremlin Noises

"This way, nobody will suspect that you don't live in my room." Nicholas gestured discreetly. "Thank you, Elder Brother. Can I borrow some books from your study?" Sarah asked while expressing her gratitude for his thoughtfulness. "Help yourself." Nicholas nodded with a warm smile. "Elder Brother, from now on, you are my favorite!" Sarah's face broke out into a smile. Nicholas gently patted her head. As it was getting late, Sarah bid farewell to Nicholas before she cheerfully crossed the secret passage and slipped into her own room. Nicholas's gaze lingered on the painting, hiding a secret passage between two rooms, his thoughts drifting. As the days passed, he grew accustomed to the subtle sounds emanating from the other side of the wall. Sarah's gentle voice humming a soft tune, her gentle whispers as she read a book, her excited exclamations when she came across an interesting scene, the soft rush of water when she showered, the soft music drifting from her cassette player, her occasional light coughs when she was under the weather, and the muffled noises of the TV when she watched movies or news. This quiet intimacy created a sense of familiarity, and Nicholas found himself anticipating Sarah's daily rhythms. What would today bring? The soft melody of her laughter or the absorbed silence of her reading, or maybe her gentle humming? Only time would tell.

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

I was using the bathroom all the sudden I got teleported to this desert, and then gremlin stole my toilet paper

Hina, a shut-in NEET abandoned by her family, spends her days in isolation until strange noises from her neighbor’s apartment force her to investigate. But suddenly she finds that she have a maid from nether world, and the miad-maid is super hot and sexy cough cough.

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

The evening was thick with clouds, a somber sky casting its shadow over the world below. Rain fell in torrents, a relentless cascade that seemed to wash away the warmth of the day. Eyes, once bright, now appeared dry and vacant, reflecting a soul fragmented into countless pieces. Within Jin's mind, reality blurred with illusion, creating a landscape of uncertainty and doubt. To exist in a space where the impossible feels tangible, where every step seems to lead towards an inevitable end, yet knowing deep down that this end will not come. Life itself seems to watch and revel in this journey, for in this narrative, you are the afflicted, the one undergoing trials and tribulations. You are meant to travel this path with Jin, experiencing the highs and lows of his existence. At times, a sense of comfort may grace you, offering brief reprieves, but such moments are fleeting. The lessons of hardship will always return, for this world is vast and intricate, filled with grand schemes and hidden truths that are yet more profound than they appear. As you observe Jin from afar, take care to remain silent in your contemplation of his story. Any disturbance, any noise, might shatter the fragile peace he clings to, depriving him of rest. Consider this your cautionary note; the choice of how you proceed is yours alone. Embrace this understanding, for in the shadows of this narrative lies a journey both profound and perilous, waiting to unfold.

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

Destruction and chaos spread on the once-vibrant Green Star, its surroundings plagued by the incessant noise of impending doom. An ominous darkness, akin to locusts, relentlessly devoured the land. "Why is this happening? Why?" A few melting figures glared at the impending doom of darkness above. A colossal shadow cast its veil over the Green Star, declaring an impending cataclysm. Above, a green pillar of light flickered intermittently, each appearance marking the vanishing of another source of life. Silence draped the star as both light and vitality were snuffed out. Everything became devoid of life, light, and silence spreading across the whole star along with darkness. Thousands of light years away, in the vast expanse of deep space, ripples distorted the fabric of the cosmos. A colossal shadow materialized, observing the distant spectacle of a supernova's explosive demise. Amidst cryptic symbols, a message emerged: "~~" "~~~" "~~~~~" Deciphering, "Not Found," "Erasure is Complete," "Proceeding to the next target."

Skin as pale as snow. Lips as red as blood. That's how many describe Fièra Ponze, a 28-year-old call center agent in the BPO industry. Asleep in the morning, awake at night. This has been her routine ever since her life changed. What kind of change? She was once normal. She lived a typical life, bustling with the noise of everyday struggles. Fiera enjoyed sunny afternoons, weekend getaways, and spontaneous coffee dates with friends. But that all ended one fateful night. It was supposed to be an ordinary afternoon shift. After a long day of calls and customer complaints, she walked home under the dim streetlights. Suddenly, an eerie silence filled the air, and a figure emerged from the shadows. Fiera had no time to react. She felt a sharp pain, then a coldness that seeped into her bones. When she woke up, her world had changed. Colors seemed duller, sounds sharper, and an insatiable thirst gnawed at her insides. She discovered her transformation through trial and error, the realization dawning with the dawn she could no longer tolerate. Now, she navigates her nocturnal life, balancing her job while concealing her new identity. She wonders if she’ll ever find a way back to normalcy, or if she’s destined to roam the night forever.

As she held her knife to my throat she spoke to me. "I am going to rape you." "What?" I laughed. This is a classic tale of reverse gender morality/chastity about a dude named Jason. Jason's life was neither awful nor great before. Just a chill guy living a chill life. He has always dreamed of being pursued by a Yandere, but that's just not how women work in real life. Until, *Isekai noises* He wakes up in a reverse world. While most men might pursue a Harem, Jason (a bit of a masochist) just wants to be held down, tied up, and loved the way only an insane stalker could. Realizing that Women and men have reversed he see's this as his opportunity to shoot for the stars and seek out his goal. Women out number men 3:1 in the new world. If you want to just hang out and shoot the shit I have a discord for that too. https://discord.gg/9tZbafuaYU

Angela Sinclair thrives in her own world, finding solace in solitude and serenity in her quiet routines. Her life is a refuge from the noise and chaos of social interactions, where she feels completely in control and content. Everything shifts when Angela ventures onto Facebook for the first time. What starts as innocent curiosity quickly spirals into an obsession with the thrill of virtual attention and the power of digital interactions. Amidst a flurry of friend requests and online games, Angela’s carefully crafted world is turned upside down by the mysterious Max. As she navigates this new and exhilarating landscape, she faces unexpected emotions that challenge her sense of self. *Broken Connection* explores how a single digital spark can ignite profound changes, revealing hidden truths and challenging the boundaries of identity and desire. Dive into Angela’s journey where the lines between reality and virtual allure blur, leaving you questioning what’s real and what’s illusion.

In a world, similar to earth, with a lush planet and advanced technologies,near cyberpunk mixed with old technologies and ideologies, a millennia ago, a very power god, worked hand in hand with an extremely advanced race, to combine technology and magic, making this world known as Lua, undergo changes, with 10 continents, each with its own nations, to change, people gained a system, the systems helped grant a class, some were combat, others engineer, and some everyday professions, like blacksmiths, armorers, even actors had classes be born into existence, well on year 2153, a particular short statured girl------ named Silver Hailstorm, whom just turned sixteen, the age of the system awakening and also the day she has to register her class with the kingdoms hunters association, something some dread for their weak or common class, others look forward to, but on this day, silver is treating it like any other. Working in the family owned mechanic and armor fitting shop, where most of the clientele is military vehicles, the money is decent,but not enough to help us climb the social pedigree and gain a spot in a tier 2 city. Silver is a cat girl standing at only four feet tall, making her no bigger than the dwarves, and no less aggressive as them, usually wearing her mechanic coveralls, and a black tank top, the upper part of the coveralls tied around her waist, and her over sized weilding gloves, and weilding goggles adorning the top of her hair, grease stains can be seen all over her, but uncaring to all this as she works on taking the damaged armor panels off the hover troop transport. A vehicle that has a very similar appearance to a humvee or Bear, on earth. Her Dad, Also a Cat person, here they are just known as nekos from here on thats how they will be addressed, burst through the office door into the bay while trying his best to yell over the drown of loud rock music, and the industrial grinder. "Sil!...Sil! you have to go awaken and register your system!". Barely hearing him over the noise, silver cuts the grinder off before walking over to her dad, giving a quick hug before dashing out while tossing over her reply. "thanks dad for the reminder im leaving now!" And like the neko she has always been, fast and too agile for her own good she sprints down to the office, her small size allowing her to zigzag and at times perform acrobatics to not bump into people, a feat larger people would struggle to repeat as she does, rushing to the office about half an hour away from the shop on foot. She laughs and cackles on glee and the sheer freedom and speed she is going through so mych foot traffic, being a tier one city with more than twenty million people in it, theres always a lot of foot traffic.Some people who have seen her in traffic before are used to her antics while others are awestruck and surprised as she flashes by, her red pixie cute hair fluttering around her and her red and white stripped hears easily seen as she does flipps and dives over people into the tiny spots in the crowd. After a near flat out run, for 15 solid minutes, making it outside the huge hunters building, where hundreds of thousands of new hunters and old are streaming in for various reasons, some are just like her here to activate the system and see what they awakened as and to register.Walking in and looking around having to hop several feet in the air a few times to survey over the crowd, in doing so drawing some attention from several group all around wondering if she is part rabbit or something, some of the people in line in front and behind her giggle and laugh and a couple dwarves smirk as they realize what she is trying to do before she finally sees that she actually randomly selected the correct line on the first try. "phew, made it, and im not dead last, hopefully i awakened something with machine..." she says,a bit of forshadowing.

In a world ravaged by chaos and loneliness, John's life lacked purpose and meaning. The constant protests outside his apartment mirrored the turmoil within him, their noise a haunting reminder of the unrest he couldn't escape. Lost in unemployment and isolation, John sought refuge in virtual realms, where he could momentarily escape reality. Yet, his existence felt empty, like an abandoned canvas waiting for a painter's touch. With each passing day, he robotically navigated life, seeking something more. In an unexpected twist of events, a sudden explosion shattered his life, leaving him floating in a mysterious void. As panic threatened to consume him, an otherworldly voice offered him an enigmatic opportunity—to rewrite his destiny, to embrace a higher purpose. With unwavering determination, John accepted the offer, and a blinding light transported him to a new reality. His consciousness had returned, but his senses felt foreign, devoid of sight. Instead, he sensed momentous events unfolding—a significant figure being born, destined to become the emperor of a crumbling empire. John VIII Palaiologos, a historical figure tasked with confronting the mighty Ottoman Empire, was now the role he inhabited. As he grappled with his newfound identity and the weight of his responsibilities, he realized that his journey had just begun. The fate of an empire rested on his shoulders, and he was determined to shape history in a way that would bring hope and transformation to his world. --------------------------------------------- [Author Note:] Updates: 3-4 chapters/week *Miss me? Don't be, I'll be much busier than last time, but do try to write, somehow, I might be a tad below my chapters expectation for a couple of weeks depending on how busy I am.* Cheers!

I dashed passed a large tree merely avoiding crashing into it and risking getting caught. If only I had brought my motorcycle along with me, I would've been out of here as quickly as I got in. I continued running taking random turns trying my best to shake the men off my trail. I made a daring turn into a narrow path only to make an abrupt stop- It was a dead end!. 'Why does this almost always happen?' I thought, now extremely annoyed. I hurriedly began surveying my environment, desperately looking for any way to escape. I had to think of something or who knows what they'd do to me if I was caught but how in the world do you escape a dead end? Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot echoed in my ears sending a rushing gust of adrenaline through my veins and soon after came the sound created by the impact of the bullet on the wall ahead of me. 'Damn it!' I hissed, I'd been caught. I raised my hands above my head and slowly turned around to face them. I gave an awkward smile at five men who were all pointing their guns at me. The man in the middle with an expression harsh enough to give anyone the creeps spoke up "Give us the flash or die!". Everything about his voice expressed nothing but a thirst for murder and blood lust. ~~~~~~ I bet you're all wondering how I ended up in something as surreal as this, so why don't I start from the beginning. My parents were your classic run-off-the-mill romcom couples. Their love literally knew no bound. It was always something special the kind you'd rarely see in real life and probably only see in story books and fantasies. They got married and a year later had me...and my twin brother Luca. My parents were rich so, Luca and I grew up comfortable, wrapped and shielded by the warmth of our parents unbreakable love. Everything seemed perfect, but who would have known that perfection could be easily broken. All it took to destroy our perfect lives was one unfortunate,bloody night. I woke up to the sounds of gunshots, panicked I got out of bed and dashed out of my room to follow the sounds and figure out what in the world was going on. I spotted Luca coming out of his room too, no doubt it was the noise that woke him up too. I ran down the stairs of our villa and entered the living room which seemed to be the source of the noise. I stopped dead in my tracks at the most horrifying sight. That was when my world shattered. My dad laid wounded on the floor and my mom had just been shot right in front of my eyes. I collapsed on the floor and screamed. The masked assassins looked up sparing me a few quick glances before escaping through the now shattered windows. Everything else that happened was a blur. Before I knew it we were at the hospital and a few months later, our lives were back to what seemed like our new normal. Luca and I went back to school, all our damaged properties along with all our security guards had been replaced and dad went back to work. We were all devastated when we lost mom and we all tried to move on and look towards the future, well all of us... except dad. He was crushed and he threw himself deep into work. He barely ever slept, always stayed in his room and quickly lost interest in raising us-we practically didn't exist to him anymore. So Luca, being older twin raised the both of us giving me all the parental attention I needed for 4years . Luca and I graduated high school and got an amazing job offer from our uncle-Mark. All we had to do was pass a test and the job was ours but I can't tell you what the test was,that part's confidential and if I told you... I'd have to eliminate you. In Summary, Luca and I passed the test and we're now undercover SPIES! It's the real deal. ***** This story is about the adventures of Andrea and her three best friends but it focuses more on Andrea's side of the story. Having growing up in a loving family, she finds it hard to believe that all she has grown to believe is a lie. She discovers that truly everything is not as it seems as it seems.

... another thump and another thump. I heard some cracked noise. I knocked on his head repeatedly, is he already on the ground? I gasped, another knock and another blow. The hammer head was full of blood, dark blood. "Enough! That's enough!" Follow the party's journeys, will they succeed in their missions and leave their mark? It's going to be hard and painful, many don't survive. In the world of swords and magic, classes, parties and other races, all they have is each other. What decisions will they make and how will they be affected? Will they fight for their lives or will perish from the world?

What if a hunter from the wild west got reincarnated into the modern would that's exactly what this book is are mc is a man from the wild west well known in the supernatural world monsters feared him and hunters looked up to him and wanted to be him but sadly in the wild west there is always a faster hand and the man died when he did no one cared to speak his name after hell many spat on his name saying he wasn't anything even to this day there are legends of this man and his powerful equipment he crafted but his name was sadly lost to history we skip a few hundred years and the date is 2030 and the world has changed much especially the supernatural world many supernatural characters are part of the modern day many people don't know the dark side of this world and how it runs and they should be thankful to the vail for that if the vail didn't block and hide the supernatural many people would be shocked and scared of even walking out side especially in the big cities how would you like one day your life is perfectly normal your going to school or to your work laughing with your friends or talking to that hot coworker you like the next day you walk into your friend house and see them turn into a monster with fur and fangs or see your boss bitting that hot coworker neck and start sucking the blood out from her I bet you would be scared to leave your house to well that is if you got that far that is lol and just think if you die from one of these creatures and come face to face with a god like being offering you power and a second chance but enough of this old man's words you all better run off to your homes the sun is going down and we don't need any of you out at dark do we have fun with your school and remember don't talk to odd strangers or find out what that noise was if you go looking for trouble you will find it lol good know that there gone time to hunt. Author note: this book will have much gore and dark seens plus a lot of adult content if you don't like it don't go through the door to all those like me lets walk through this door and see where this dark path takes us but just in case get your holy symbols and silver bullets at the ready better to me safe then sorry right????:) I will be working on this book and one of my others so if I don't post every day I probably posted on my other one I have 5 other books I have started writing in but only 1 of them is really hitting off I hope this book will do the same let me know your thoughts and feel free to give me suggestions and ideas I may or may not us them plus hearing your thoughts could help me be a better writer thank you for trying my book and hope you have a great day but seriously do not open that door you hear knocking from even if you think you hear something in there lol

"Beyond the Forest of Despair" follows the journey of Chrome Wayfarer, a seventeen-year-old boy overwhelmed by despair. In his world, where talent and lineage define one's worth, Chrome is seen as worthless—not because he lacks talent, but because his lineage is considered insignificant. Those with strong backgrounds often bully those without, overshadowing any talents they may have. Chrome's father's choice to marry for love rather than wealth alienated their family from their wealthy relatives, leaving Chrome and his parents struggling to make ends meet. The constant ridicule and lack of prospects drive Chrome to a desperate act: he attempts suicide by jumping off his rooftop. But fate has other plans. Instead of death, Chrome awakens in a mysterious forest filled with strange and eerie noises. The forest, known locally as the "Forest of Despair," marks the boundary between the familiar and the unknown. As Chrome stumbles through the thick woods, he realizes that he's in an entirely different world, confirmed by the sight of two suns in the sky. Emerging from the forest, Chrome encounters a vast city some miles ahead, surrounded by high walls and a central tall tower that looks as if it reaches the sky. His sense of wonder is interrupted by a lady riding a wyvern on patrol, who lands near him. The forest of despair is a known no-go zone, and the sudden appearance of a gigantic creature, which he mistakes for a dragon, causes Chrome to lose his balance and fall, his face filled with fear and uncertainty. The lady, noticing his bruised and battered condition, refrains from pressing him further and offers to take him to safety within the city. In this new world, Chrome discovers that every soul born here receives a unique system—an inherent guide aiding in growth and development. However, because Chrome's soul is not native to this world, he finds himself without one. This lack of a system sets him apart, challenging him to navigate his new surroundings without the inherent advantages others possess. As Chrome embarks on his journey, he must rely on his wits, determination, and newfound allies. Whether he discovers a system of his own or finds alternative ways to overcome the challenges ahead remains to be seen. "Beyond the Forest of Despair" tells the story of Chrome's journey as he moves from a life overshadowed by despair to one filled with new possibilities. As he faces the trials and mysteries of this new world, Chrome learns that true worth isn't determined by external factors or systems, but by the courage to overcome despair and seek out hope. This is a tale of resilience, discovery, and the search for a new beginning, as Chrome finds his way beyond the shadows of his past and into a brighter future.

BREAKING NEWS! Felix Gray, The multi-awarded superstar had just been shot at his concert in South-Korea. Investigators are trying to find out who could be responsible for such a heinous crime. His fans are devastated and traumatized witnessing the death of their idol! God rest his soul wherever it is... His soul was, fortunately, in the body of Orpheus Nightingale. A bedridden noble who can't even manage to walk nor speak. In this new world—a world ruled by musical sorcery, a plague will soon swallow the fabric of life. While two destined champions of twin god's awaken from their deep slumber, they must complete another cycle of silence and noise, death and life. However, falling into the sweet gentle arms of a miracle, an instrumentalist and an assassin, he found his journey deterred, giving hismelf a second thought if he truly wanted to go back home.

Eldritches, Abominable creatures that originated from the deepest depths of the earth, they were dark creatures that hid and lurked under the cover of night searching for prey, they devoured anything who dared to roam the world under the light of the moon, they would slowly creep towards you and sneakily spread their long, noxious, tentacles around you and strangle you as they slowly moved you toward their maw, then they'd pull their tentacles back and little ridges on them would tear your body apart and you would fall into deep into the abyss that was their large, miasmic maw. Humanity prayed to their gods for millennia yet their gods had not answered, not until one day, when mankind was at the brink of extinction did they finally receive their blessings. From Zeus, The Authority Of The King From Poseidon, The Will Of The Creator From Adonis, The Soul Of Rebirth From Apollo, The Spark Of Liberation From Heaphestus, The Seal Of Confinement From Hercules, The Emergence Of Unembellished Power From Hestia, The Seed Of The Hearth From Artemis, The Bestial Sapien From Hecate, The Soul Of Mysticy From Hades, The Woke Of The Soul From Athena, The Spirit Of Conquest From Ares, The Body Of Savagery These 12 blessings were the cornerstones of the Eldritch Slayer path, a path forged by the hands of both mortal and divine, with these, humanity would be able to combat their foe, however, this was many many years ago, nowadays, Eldritch were the least of problems. --------------------------------------------- "Trixion, from behind you!!" A deafening scream resounded through the continent of war like the clap of thunder, though the noise did little to put a stop to the endless bloodshed occurring on the crimson continent. The one who had been alerted of an incoming attack, Trixion tried to look back at the perpetrator of said attack however the attack had already reached him and he was unable to react to it anyway. "You were a worthy opponent, Krimson Khaos...." To be a worthy opponent to the Scaled Prince, The Golden Dragon, of the Empyreans was truly commendable, yet to Trixion who looked down at the scaly arm piercing through his torso it seemed like more of an insult, an insult that brought him rage. Trixion attempted to move however the poison within his body wouldn't let him, after all, what led to him managing to get pierced like this. As Trixion slowly passed he started to accumulate his energy within his body, within a second his body was full to the brim with energy, soon he would burst into a bunch of blood pieces, and burst he did. "W-what are you doing?!?!" The Scaled prince hastily removed his arm and attempted to dash back but it had already been done. Trixion busted into hundreds of little pieces each piece of his body was supercharged with energy and thus was incredibly durable, it would pierce through many Empyreans and go undamaged, even more, he made it so that when it came in contact with anything it would burst even more it was like a bomb with shrapnels that that acted like a bomb. That act had killed nearly 10 million Empyreans and from then on out he was known as a hero to the whole world, he was someone who even in his final moments managed to bring the enemy to their knees. They were correct however it was not in his final moments it was in the final moments before the end that led to his new beginning. However, Trixion wasn't the only one who would begin once again, for Dendracove, The heir to the Driconite Empyreans would accompany him in his journey, as this was the story of both the Krimson Khaos, The Lord Of Strife, And The Golden Dragon, The Scaled Prince Of The Empyreans.

Vampire world .............in a very dark planet with no trace of light, in an outskirt of the planet there stood no structure except a highly guarded cave and seen sneaking into the cave while mumbling to himself was a young vampire who has an apperance of a teen. "Weak ptff, I will show them who is weak you know bro no one ever called me weak when we were a duo" ellan said Now inside the cave he used his nail to give himself a cut on the palm of his hands allowing his blood to drop on the spherical shaped platform and took several steps back Moments later his father came running in, "Stop I wont allow you to do this" his father said pushing him away from the pillar and pinning him to the wall with his hands on his throat. You have no idea what you are unleashing!!!! His father yelled tighten his grip Struggling to speak ellan said "actually I do,a brother" "Correction adopted besides releasing him now he will be mentally unstable" his father said "Then take him to her...."ellan said but his father knowing what he was about to say tighted his grip on her "She died!!! and even if she has reincarnated she will be a human on earth and it against the law to leave the vampire settlement without permission there will be consequences" his father said. "Unluckily for them neither Dylan nor I abide by the law" he said smiling.then his father heard a noise loosening his grip on his son throat and turning around to take a look at the location of the noise he saw an empty open coffin. but ellan took the opportunity to run after Dylan. "The alarm went off then I came here as quickly as I could what happened here?" the prison guard said bringing him back to reality "Oh no what have you done" he muttered silently ...............

In the world of Eridoria, where magic and spirits reign, Amuche, a young woman with a rare gift, embarks on a perilous journey to find her lover, Jidenna, who has gone missing in the Spirit World. Guided by Nedu, a mysterious and powerful being, Amuche braves treacherous landscapes, fierce creatures, and ancient magical forces. As they delve deeper into the Spirit World, they uncover hidden secrets, unexpected allies, and formidable foes. With each step, Amuche discovers more about her own destiny, her connection to the Spirit World, and the true nature of Jidenna's disappearance. But as the stakes grow higher, Amuche must confront her fears, harness her powers, and make impossible choices to rescue Jidenna and restore balance to the Spirit World. Damuck's smile faltered for a moment before he sighed. "There's no such thing as equal treatment or being fair. The winner is king, the loser is a bandit. The winner writes history, while the loser is mocked by history and generations to come. Equal treatment is not always fair, and fair treatment is not always equal. Enjoy your last days, Jidenna. I will soon refine you and take your memories. Then, I will know the knowledge I seek." "Amuche's eyes shone with excitement, her voice barely above a whisper. "What type of pearl do you think I'll awaken, Nedu? Will it be a rare and radiant one, or a common yet resilient one?" Amuche was gripped by shock, but then she heard noise nearby and saw four men appearing from the woods opposite her. Amuche released a sigh of relief and rose up slowly as the four men approached from the distance.

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]

What’s making that noise?

This story has: no transmigration no reincarnation no systems and no cheats. While hunting Grimvir hears the sounds of fighting, following the noise he sees bandits attacking a wagon guarded by church knights. When the fighting is done, only a young bandit and an almost dead knight are left. With a few well-placed arrows and a little bit of time, everything will be his.

What happens when a two-century-old witch is infuriated? It leads to an unbreakable curse, a multitude of problems, chaos, and eternal life. While some may perceive this as a blessing or a non-issue, the Grade 9 West students at Berkeley Hills High School have a different opinion. This unfortunate class fell victim to the witch's curse due to their constant noise and disruptive behaviour. The curse transformed them into supernaturals, commonly known as "monsters" among humans. However, there's a significant predicament. They must conceal their true identities from their loved ones and evade the attention of authorities. Failure to do so could result in becoming subjects of deranged scientists or meeting a gruesome fate at the hands of the townspeople. Meet Jean Hathaway, the protagonist (MC), and her classmates as they embark on a journey into a world where humans are deemed feeble, power reigns supreme, and darkness pervades every corner. Will Jean and her classmates find their way through this treacherous new reality? Or will they succumb to the allure of the darkness?

“So what if he is his child, he does not belong to me!” These were the words of Anastasia all her life until she faced her doom. Anastasia, a young and naive woman, thought that duke Garrison was the most handsome and skilled man in the empire and married him. But she had no idea that traps and betrayals were waiting for her in the palace. Soon she was entangled in an embezzlement case and then her step son died saving her whom she had never paid attention to, and the blame comes to her. she cried and lamented for choosing the wrong persons and trusting the one who wanted her dead but her biggest regret was the child, Rowan! “Relationships are not made by blood, but by love and care. I was wrong all my life.. But now it's too late.” the feeble words of her heart died in the noise that was created by the wailing voices of spectators and hooves of the running carriages. “Anastasia Sopheriene killed her stepson, Rowan Sopheriene, for wealth and power. For her sins, she would be given the death penalty and all her wealth would be seized. Not only that, her parents would suffer the same fate. The royal court would personally witness the whole punishment. The court is adjourned for now.” the bang on the table decided her fate. She did not get the chance to speak. No one thought it was needed and so the story of A Villainess ended. But….. sometimes the god gives justice to the villainess too. When she opened her eyes, she was young again. Her eyes stared at the whole scene with relief and determination, “I will change the future of that child with me! This time… I know who is my enemy!” from there started a new story of power, love and the villainess who would never let her enemies rest. contact me on.. I_am_creator#2352 if you like my creation, you can also buy me a coffee https://ko-fi.com/iamcreator01/

Joyce Guiero, a brilliant scientist and pharmaceutical physician, created the Restoration Drug to heal broken bones and regenerate lost limbs. While cleaning her lab, a speaker blasted a deafening noise, causing chaos. Glass boxes shattered, lizards clung to her body, and she lost consciousness. When she awoke, Joyce discovered she had transformed into a white lizard with four legs and shimmering scales. Her incredible journey as a lizard began.

Publishing schedule (once every three days.) In a world where the sound of wind hooting near your ears could shiver you up, where the sun played hide and seek behind the dense clouds, roads hidden under the fog, surroundings devoid of any presence. The noise of cracking and cackling will send cold sweat roll down your neck as you will walk amidst the debris left by destructed buildings and look at the sky in intervals, fearing when something will come and tear your flesh apart. In the world where you can only hear your own breathing and heartbeat, where you have only yourself, even your own shadow abandons you in the darkness. How long will you survive? No... What will you do to survive? Fein Rasmond, being thrown into a world in it's brink of extinction, embarks on a journey to search for his only twin sister after a strange dream he had of her. Not caring about his parents who neglected him since childhood, he cared only about his sister who he didn't even know was alive or dead. Explore the world filled with mysteries along with Fein as he stumbles upon allies and enemies. Discover the history behind all the destruction. In this world contaminated with undeads, dragons and beasts, Fein will exploit everything and anything in his arsenal to meet his motives, creating a vague line between good and evil, right and wrong, life and death. Despite everything the only thing that he claims.. I'm neither good nor evil. Asking me to care about other people is nothing but a waste of time. I'm a human, so are they. Why should i have to act the hero and protect when we all have the same four limbs? Blessed with a gift.... Haha. Should i try using my gift for other's I'll only be used like a little doll stringing around their fingers. Trust me Rene. I'll protect you so just come with me. People are too imbecile to deserve heroes. *Cover photo: AI generated (self produced)

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”