Merry Marbling

WARNING: DARK ROMANCE, MATURE The judge's lips curved into a thin, wicked smile as her gaze locked onto Asher. She stepped forward, her black lace gown trailing behind her like a dark, flowing shadow. Beneath the mask that obscured her eyes, something cold and knowing gleamed—a predator sizing up its prey. Asher’s pulse quickened. He hadn’t expected this. No one had. From his seat, Mr. Evergland studied the scene with careful detachment, one hand resting casually on the arm of his throne-like chair. The room was tense, a ripple of hushed murmurs passing through the vampire assembly. Some watched with fascination. Others with growing unease. A few even looked outright afraid. The judge’s voice shattered the silence, calm but laced with a chilling authority. "You’ve made your choice," she said, each word deliberate. "You want to challenge this union, to save your sister... but you offer yourself as the prize. Very well. Let’s make it official." Asher froze, his breath caught in his chest. Official. The word settled over him like an iron weight, suffocating the air in the room. He had walked into this with no plan, no backup—but now it was too late to back down. The judge raised her hand, and the crowd fell into stunned silence. Her voice rang out again, carrying a finality that reverberated through the cold marble walls. "Tonight, Asher of the Kapella family," she declared, her tone unwavering, "you will not only interrupt our ceremony—you will replace it. We will honor the bond you’ve offered, and in doing so, I will bind you to me." A collective gasp swept through the room. Eyes flicked nervously between Asher and the judge. He could feel the weight of every gaze, but his own mind was spinning. This can’t be happening. This wasn’t part of the plan. "What do you mean?" he stammered, panic creeping into his voice. He had thought he was making a stand, but now it felt like the ground was slipping out from under him. "I... I didn’t mean—" The judge’s smile deepened, cruel and sharp. She tilted her head, as if savoring his discomfort. "Did you really think there would be no consequences?" she asked, her voice silk over steel. "You’ve disrupted our world, Asher. You’ve made your offer, and now... you’ll fulfill it. In the most fitting way." ______ In the desolate world of Rakan, the Evergland Clan reigns supreme as the most powerful royal vampire family. In a bid to secure an alliance, they seek a marriage candidate for their son and turn to the most coveted human family in the land, the Kapellas, who, despite their status, live in poverty and misfortune. This human family consists of a widowed mother, an eldest daughter, and two sons: the youngest son, who is mute, and the eldest son, Asher, who is terminally ill. The Evergland Clan arranges a grand dinner and ball to unite the families. Though the eldest daughter, the family’s pillar of strength, has already found love with another human, she is nonetheless chosen to marry the vampire heir. Bound by duty but conflicted by her heart, she is set to fulfill the Evergland Clan’s wishes. During the proceedings, Asher, determined to protect his sister from a loveless union, takes a bold step. He interrupts the wedding and takes over, giving himself up to a mysterious women. Unaware of the consequences this declaration will bring, Asher unknowingly opens the door to a fate far darker than he could have anticipated.

[Ding!] [Cashback System Activation Requirement Met!] [System Binding In Progress...!] [System Successfully Linked!] [Spent $1,000. 10x Critical Hit. Earned $10,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX] [Spent at least $1,000 on a beautiful lady. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?] [YES][NO] Kyle was a man that has never had any luck in life and he was on the verge of ending it all after being fired from his minimum wage job due to a customer's complaint which turned out to be a lie but due to the customer being an attractive lady, no one believed Kyle. To make matters worse, he had to pay for the damages that was caused by the customer. Beautiful people, they had it easy, didn't they? This was his last step and he knew that he wouldn't see tomorrow as he searched for a river to throw himself in. He thought his mind finally broke as there was no explanation for the Cyan Screen that popped up as he clicked the [YES] button. [You have drawn Charm!] [Charm: There is nothing the user can't charm his way out of or into! The universe has blessed you with charisma!] "Hahaha! I must have lost my marbles..." Kyle muttered to himself but his phone soon rang out to show that he had a notification. And to his surprise, he saw $10,000 sitting in his account and his jaw dropped. "THIS IS FOR REAL!!!"

In the third week of dating Finley Garcia, Victoria Young overheard him yapping: "That so - called true - born daughter the Young family dug up ain't got no love from 'em. I'm just messing around with her, for kicks." "Back when Victoria first strutted her stuff back into the Young family, she had a wicked allergic reaction to pineapple on day one. And it was her two older bros who pulled that stunt on purpose, just to show her who's boss." Victoria didn't waste a second and dumped Finley flat. She also cut all the strings tied to the Young family. Finley didn't give a hoot. Victoria was just a washed - up rich chick that nobody would give two cents for. He was dead sure she'd come crawling back to him sooner or later. But then, news hit the streets that she'd tied the knot with another dude. Finley lost his marbles. He guzzled booze until he puked blood and banged on her door like a madman, his eyes all red and wild, hollering, "Vicky, dump that guy and let's get back together..." Well, he sure didn't see this coming. When the door swung open, there was this big - shot guy with major swagger. His collar was a bit loose, and he had some real suggestive red marks on his neck. The guy snarled, "You got a death wish or something? Try messing with my wife again and see what happens."

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

“Ye Muchen, you can either be a coach for your team or play with them.” Ye Muchen, a professional e-gamer, was known for his outstanding skills in the game ‘Legend of Ace’. He had changed his name to Ye Mucheng because he did not want his fans to know his real name. He was the leader of one of the best e-gaming teams, team SNFX. His boss or the head of the building, Yang Mingze, had replaced Muchen with a controversial player who was kicked out of his own team due to dating scandals. Handing in the resignation letter, he walked out leaving his best friend alone, but kept in touch with her. Walking down the streets, he found ‘Merry Internet Cafe’. There, Ye Muchen found a job as an Internet Cafe Manager. Playing anonymously, he met a fan who gave ideas to his idol. “My own team sounds nice, but how?” Read on to find out! Note: This book is inspired by the Chinese TV show ‘The King’s Avatar”.

Merry, a mediocre angel, compassionate beyond saving, is plotted by fellow angels due to getting increasing attention of Archangels for her hard work. Her official punishment became a death trap. Her spirit fragments spread amidst innumerable worlds, to collect them she has to incarnate as somebody again & again across numerous worlds. She dejectedly thought, "I have to complete this infinitely long journey alone for my freedom". But she doesn't know once her one saving grace to a powerful foe, give birth of a strong infatuation that follows her like a shadow, shares her burden & in this process entangles with her in a passionate love. Something different from your typical webnovels ^_^

It is TWISTED SAGA Series' 1st story Sankalp Singh Rathod, Rahat Raichand and Shawkat Raichand......3 of them have been planning a trip to Manali before even their final semester started! Just when they were ready to roll another one joined their merry little band, Blaze Aragon.....who, in a way Sankalp's big brother and Sankalp can't say no to him,......but then, What could possibly go wrong! wait until you meet the 5th addition who is a combination of naïve, quirky, clumsy, carefree, overtalkative, and mischievous..... Let the adventure begins! And who knows, maybe something more than that....... It's a light hearted short story! #FUSION

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

in the city of timberbrooke, when most sleep peacefully and others merried, evil lurked the streets and preyed on the weak and helpless. But when a 17yr old demon Hunter comes in town chaos arises in the dens of these predators

Abhi ; there is no need for that baby , we will learn the rest of the things together!! Wife1; you are really good at flirting.. Abhi; no no... These kinds of things comes in my mind when I'm with her! Wife2; wow , I guess you are really Lucky ishana ,that you got a life partner like him.... You will enjoy your life with him by your side ... Ishana; okay enough.... enough about me.... let's talk about you guys!! So tell me how's your married life going? And this question is for both of you.. Cousin 2; it's going perfectly fine... Cousin 1; yah exactly it's perfectly fine Ishana; on the bed? Abhi; ( what the hell she said just now is she this shameless, if she is this Frank then why she never talk to me like this, I wish she'll talk to me like that because I want to be the closest person in her life) Cousin 1 ; I don't think you should ask this question this much frankly Cousin 2 ; yah like we are here with 3 outsider how will they think about us !! Ishana; why I feel like you are avoiding my question... Cousin 1; yep I think we should focus on you it's not a good place to talk personal matter!! Right abhi!! Abhi; what will I say in this I don't know how close you guys are to talk like this I'm quite stunned to see this bond between you guys ... It's really good if we can solve other problem.... Ishana; (I went close to abhi and wishper in his ear ) take my cousin in law with you and talk to them !! Abhi; okay.. Cousin in law would you like to come and have a drink with me. Wife 1; whom you are asking?? Abhi ; both of you, I would like to talk to you guys... Wife 2 ; okay let's go ( We are on the other side of the terrace where we cant here what are they talking) Ishana; now you can tell me whats the problem!! Cousin 1 ; there is nothing !! To tell you... Cousin 2; ya he is right there is nothing to tell you!! Ishana; then why the hell there's an awkwardness between you guys ... As if you never talk to each other!! Just living in a room like a roommate Cousin 1; it's just 3 years of our marriage, we are still trying to understand each other.... Ishana; what's there to understand?? You.... you guys never slept together and you never got attracted to each other?? Its A Story About A Girl Who Wanted To Fight For Herself To This Dominating Society. She Wanted To Stand For Herself Not Like Other Girls Who Just Suffer From It...... This Story Is All About How she fell In Love At First Sight, But She Dont Want To Merry The Guy She Fell In Love With, Because She Wanted To Prove That She Can Live Alone..... And Enjoy The Life Alone Without Anyone By Her Side..... #Romance, #Comedy,#18+,#Love INTRODUCTION OF THE CHARACTERS Main Lead Profession Age 1.Abhishek Doctor 27 2.ishana Doctor 25 SIDE CHARACTERS 1.DAD 2. MOM 3. BROTHER 4.RELATIVES Make Sure You Are 18+.. I Know That You Are 18+ Since Birth!!

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.

Wyatt was alone in the world. When the rifts opened the world was thrown into chaos. Archaic mages came through those rifts, and war after war followed. The last war had ended when Wyatt was just a baby, but he had still lost his eye to it. The empty socket, and loss of depth perception made him an easy target. Wyatt being an orphan meant that no one back him up when he did get targeted. Wyatt was used to fighting for himself, and the draft was going to force him into military academy. He had no genetic markers to become an ability user so he had already accepted the fact that he would probably die during his two years required military rotation after the academy. It was just a fact of life. Non ability users were just cannon fodder, and archaic abilities were highly restricted. Wyatt didn't think anything off it. That is until he found a marble in an old rift area. A marble that would change everything.

"Ah, Sophia," Alexander said, his voice cool but with an edge that hadn’t been there earlier. "I see you’ve met my fiancée." The words hit Sophia like a punch to the gut. Fiancée? What the hell is going on?The woman stepped closer, her heels clicking softly on the marble floor. "So you’re the girl he’s chosen for his little… arrangement," she said, her voice filled with disdain. "How quaint." Sophia’s mind raced, her pulse pounding in her ears. This wasn’t part of the deal. None of this made sense. Why would Alexander be engaged to someone else when he’d just—Alexander’s eyes were unreadable, his face calm. "This is Amelia," he said, gesturing to the woman. "We were engaged long before you ever came into the picture." The room spun, and for a moment, Sophia felt like she might be sick. "Engaged?" she managed to choke out. "Then why… why me?" Sophia Hart had spent the last five years building her life from the ground up. After her father’s sudden death left her family drowning in debt, she had no choice but to work three jobs, sacrificing her dreams of becoming an architect to make sure her mother and younger brother could stay afloat. That’s why, when she walked into the offices of Maddox Global that morning, she was on edge. She wasn’t here for an interview, but for a deal. A deal that would change everything.

Our female lead has a quarrel with her mother which leads to her running away from home to spend Christmas with her dad at another town, but she's in for a big surprise when she finds out that the past isn't as it seems. What happens when the truth resurface? Can she still have a merry Christmas?

Title: Stockholm Youth(Or Other Name: Stockholm Chronicles, Swedish Innocence,Stories of youth)​ Wilhelm was finally going to high school. Well, today was a very nice day since, accompanied by his friends, he would play a soccer match in the community stadium nearby. He had been practicing the whole week and was really looking forward to doing his best out there. As he left, his mother, Inger, reminded him to take care not to make any long journeys. This ends the story, with an emphasis on the importance of striking a balance between living up to one's ideal and the price to be paid in those relationships that mold us. We hope that in this beautiful friendship—and with all the ardour of youth's innocence—you will be carried away by them. They are very different men who will be more than happy to lead you—out of a generous and simple-hearted spirit, with their merry laughter. Why don't you take a trip into a world of beauty and dreams together with these youngsters? But while he was congratulating himself upon this occurrence, Wilhelm's thoughts could not but revert to his mother's warning. One must be ever on guard, both in word and action, off as well as on the football field. He changes through the course of the game and learns a good lesson in this respect: all his goals cannot be reached without some risk to himself or others. It is Wilhelm's journey in finding himself—from feeling elated that he could play soccer with friends and understanding mother's words at critical times. It flows strongly here with motifs such as friendship, responsibility, and self-development, which try to emphasize that engaging in your hobbies or having a career changes things for better good as long as true to values instilled by those who love them. Throughout the story, Wilhelm's soccer journey envelops readers through the successes and failures and the lessons learned that accompany those experiences. The story finally emphasizes the need to strike a balance in the pursuit of dreams while embracing the people around us who define us. Let yourself be charmed with their beautiful friendship and pure innocence of youth that they will bring about. It is with the youth heart and pure laughter that they will lead you. Shall we go out with them on such journey into the land of beauty and dreams?.

A young man at wits-end, crawls to escape a ghastly horror that annihilated his cohort. Desperate, he found a temple and crawled through it, and crawled upon an altar of pure white marble. This offer would start the beginning of his trilogy.

Lee is an ordinary boy from an ordinary family living in a rural community. One day, Lee’s aunt comes to take him away, and now, Lee is living in the city! He went from a village boy to a city boy! His transition seamless. But why does Lee keep coming home late? Why does he have duplicate sets of the same clothes? And why does he keep blanking out in the middle of class? "Hey, have you heard..." "It's the fourth case this month..." Recently, there have been rising reports of murders in the city. Why did everything change when the ordinary boy arrived? But surely, Lee's just an ordinary boy, right? ... In the middle of the night, the door creaked as a boy wearing a raincoat entered his apartment. His boots left trails of water in the pathway as he entered his bathroom. "It hurts." Blood fell from his fingertips staining the white marble red. ... What's inside the mind of a lunatic? Who knows. Does Lee knows?

The Lockwood mansion was a gilded cage. Marble floors and crystal chandeliers couldn’t mask the suffocating weight of expectations. Zane sat in his dark room, the quiet hum of his guitar the only sound in the vast emptiness. He was born into a life of privilege, destined for medical school or a corporate throne. But that world felt cold and hollow. His heart beat to a different rhythm—the pulse of a guitar, the rush of a stage, the freedom of music. Yet in this family, music was nothing more than a childish hobby, a distraction from the "real future" they had planned for him. Every note he played felt like rebellion, but the walls around him only closed in tighter. Soon, he would have to choose: the life they wanted for him, or the life he dreamed of. But in the Lockwoods household, dreams were meant to be sacrificed.

[Check out "Zero's Harem: Clone Lust Nexus.... you guys would love it.. not my book though but an assured one] Loading Lust System Into Host...] {Loading Completed} [Host Has Been Granted Lust System] [Loading Death System Into Host... ] {Loading Completed} [Host Has Been Granted Death System] [Combining Both Systems Together, Host Shall Feel Pain In 3, 2, 1...] [Lust and Death System Successful Combined, Congratulations Host Together We Will Be Unstopable] [Host: Ego Sabastine |Age: 20 | Level: [1] Virgin | PP Size: Massive] [0. Harem Members, 0. Orgasm Points, 0. Number Of Virginity Taken,] [Good luck with your new life, Ego Sabastine. This world is the gift Asmodus promised] A new world far beyond his mere comprehension, a world falling apart, a place where women take up to 80% of the remaining population, Ego finds himself in a different universe, where he is quested to mate with the women and bring the souls of men to his savior, unknowingly unleashing a malevolent darkness that threatens humanity's existence. Additional tags: Smut–weak to strong–Magic–Action–Beasts–Monster girls –Elves–Demon girls–Dragon girls–No NTR–No Yuri–Handsome male lead. A/N: English isn't my first language, so use the paragraph comment in case you spot any grammatical errors, Merry Christmas, also support with gifts. 100 power stones for 1 bonus chapter. 100 Golden tickets for 2 bonus chapters. 200 power stones for 3 bonus chapters.

Adwin Ray was an ordinary office worker. One day all of a sudden his life changed. The world came to an end, monsters swarmed the whole earth. To survive the survivors need to complete all the 100 stages, garnering the gods and constellation's attention for greater power. But it was not going to go as smoothly one would expect. It was not so merry in the first place... something lies down deeper...

DISCLAIMER!!!! DO NOT READ IF UNDERAGE!!! I WILL POST ADULT SCENES, I AM HEREBY DISCLAIMING THAT ANY AND ALL UNDERAGE WHO DISREGARD THIS MESSAGE IS AT THEIR OWN RISK. I AM AT NO WAY RESPONSIBLE FOR THE ACTIONS OF OTHERS. THANK YOU!!!! You may now proceed to the Summary. ___________________________________________ One day a young Prince, son of the Chief, of the tribe of SunDawn, goes with a band of warriors on a treaty mission to the tribe of Moonblessed. Upon arriving he meets the Princess, Priestess in Training of the Moon Goddess, and desires to be her best friend forever. he is enraptured by her differences. The Day the SunDawn Prince arrived was only hours after her initiation. But being as both were still children, she was just as interested in him as a playmate and friend. Both are gifted a Sacred Talent, only they yet to discover it. What they don't know: The Moon Goddess made a bet with the Sun God. If by the time they are 25 and have married each other, The Moon Goddess would agree to be the Sun God's Consort. But if by that time, the two did not, the Moon Goddess would not. ____________________________________________ Merry Meet Y'all Dear Readers. This fantasy will be unusual and full of unexpected twists. My Release times won't be regular and I apologise in advance. I run a shop so writing is a total hobby! My inspiration is random but credit is do to my friends, adorable pets, and my Lovers. Blessed Be and safe Days!!! Hope you Enjoy it, Sincerely Nenet Wolf Bastetti

«Mirad la tierra, y prestad atención a las cosas que suceden en ella desde el principio al fin, cuán firmes son, como ninguna de las cosas sobre la tierra cambia, sino que todas las obras de Dios se os aparecen.»

In the ethereal realm of Mythos, where the boundaries between imagination and reality blur, the mythologies we once deemed fanciful now pulse with life. Here, gods stride alongside monsters, and faiths interlace like threads in a cosmic loom. Their journey unfolds against a backdrop of mythical creatures, as well as myths and legends. The Kingdom of Solaris, its spires kissed by celestial light, stands as both sanctuary and crucible—a beacon of enlightenment and aspiration. Within this hallowed domain, twelve luminous souls tread the marble halls of the venerable Solaris Academy. Each hero bears a celestial bond—their essence entwined with a Constellation. These astral patterns, the “Constellation System,” bestow upon them singular gifts: a symphony of abilities, a lexicon of powers. As the aspiring heroes navigate the labyrinthine corridors of Solaris Academy, they grapple with destiny’s enigma. Will they ascend, their Constellations ablaze with purpose, unlocking the vaults of cosmic wisdom? Or shall they falter, their divine potential dimmed by doubt and shadow? Thus, their saga unfurls—a symphony of trials, a tapestry of legacy. For within their footsteps lies not mere legend, but a Divine Legacy.

Angelo Verde is a spy who investigates the Mafia's underground business. In the middle of an undercover operation, some unavoidable events leave him no choice but to serve Marvel Yerevan, the Mafia crime boss of one formidable Family. The taste of horrible and peculiar experiences in the underworld does not stop him from stepping deeper into the Mafia's territory, all to gain Marvel's trust. Ready to submit, even become a plaything, he will act subservient while secretly taking advantage of his position for the investigation to complete the tasks he is given. But, can he win the mission when he has never been victorious over a personal battle with the boss? EXCERPT I: "Sir, I think you need to change your clothes, or else you will catch a cold." I suggested Marvel, using his half-wet suit of rain as an excuse to get to know him better. The man in front of me was so tall and well-built, his physique exposed both strength and beauty. It wasn't out of curiosity that I patted his shoulder to sweep the wet dots away, but I wanted to create a connection with him. "If you don't mind, let me help you," I smiled. "It's my responsibility to take care of your health and serve you, so let's go to your room and change-" The coldness of fingers touching my cheek startled me, freezing up the rest of my words. Before I could develop a reaction, the artistic form of a man had turned blurry above my dilated eyes when Marvel reduced our distance. Seizing up the air I meant to breathe in, his lips contrived a way to communicate with mine without the need for words. I always asked myself, what should I do to get closer to Marvel, to step into his territory, to make him trust me? I think I know now. EXCERPT II: "It isn't that hard," Marvel convinced me, sure of it. His knuckles slithered above my cheek. "All you have to do is put it inside your mouth and just let it slide above your tongue." His words were followed by a gesture of his thumb teasing my lips until I felt it in between my teeth. Demanding access, it started to push in deeper, stroking my tongue without any sign of reluctance. When his eyes slightly narrowed to hold a smile, the steel blue marbles glimmered, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from this handsome gent in front of me. "You can do it, right?" At first, I wanted to pretend I didn't understand what Marvel was talking about, but my attempt to be indifferent might not work against someone with a character like his, knowing how much power he had, and I realized what his true intention was. I forced my mouth to open, only later did I know that those simple words would change my fate completely. "Yes, Sir."

When her husband leaves her, she discovers that her married life with him was just a mission that he had to achieve and that it was over for him. What is the past of children who have lived lives full of tragedy? They search for their old selves while they grew up searching for each other while actually running away from each other. They were looking for each other while they were in front of each other. How will they find out and what will happen when she finds out that her husband is the person she loved twice? and how will she take revenge? *Male protagonist: Lee Woo-shin (31) - The best black agent with a hundred faces . He suddenly disappears after completing an operation whose mission was to get married. He has a sly and cunning personality and is good at camouflage and infiltration. *Female protagonist: Han Seo-ryeong (27) - A housewife who was blind due to retinal deterioration. She is a former care worker who appears to be good-natured, but she actually has serious personality issues. She will stop at nothing to find her missing husband. *Watch it when: When you want to see a bloody chase romance. *Relatable quote: Just do what you do and play as you see fit. Two years of marriage that was as sweet and happy as a dream. One day, my husband disappears without a trace. Han Seo-ryeong, an ordinary housewife and blind person, wanders around looking for him, but— “You’ll never find him.” The best black agent with a hundred faces. My married life was everything to me... … To you, it was just ‘work’? In the despair of the world collapsing, Seo-ryeong accidentally unleashes her suppressed madness... … ! “If I do a lot of bad things, can I meet current agents?” If I can't catch him, I'd rather get caught first! However, I had no idea that the husband I had been searching for so long was right around the corner.

Can you become king of the dead is a game where an person who possesses autism and searches for friends who understand him and want to make a place where people like him can belong He will go and become the first to turn a normal class Into a legendary in a new mmorpg and become famous but Anonymous he will obtain the Master of contracts which gives its wielder the power to sign contracts with other creatures in exchange for something else( examples being they can be his slave or give him treasures land Etc.) He will create his own skill that allows him a common son of a tactician and politician into a monster feared by all with his knowledge and skill on the battlefield as well the fact he pretends to act weak in front of others wile raising an army he will participate in the beta testing for the game and learn secrets as well to gain power with the help of the game and its backers he will grow both in the light and in the shadows in both worlds The company that made the game also own a bank and other interests so the son of the politician and tactician want him to merry off to some one else and arranged it for him the day he was born will he be a slave of fate or not

Alternative Name: The Max-Level Player’s 100th Regression On the dawn of a fresh New Year, an ominous figure emerged, shrouded in a guise of an angel but harboring the malevolence of a devil. With a chilling voice, it proclaimed, [Every month, you humans will be thrust into a perilous quest. Your survival hinges on overcoming 20 grueling rounds.] Suddenly, I found myself ensnared in this dangerous survival game, a grotesque merry-go-round where every turn carried the stench of death. Yet, I was not without any defenses. I possessed an unusual power: the power to regress 100 times, a chance to rewrite my fate. I stand on the precipice of my final regression, and I swear, ‘This time, I will conquer it. I will emerge victorious.’ I’m no longer the insignificant shuttle that I once was. Today, I shed my former self, the one who had reached the pinnacle of power. Today, I am reborn for the last time as Black Scythe, a rookie player, a novice that once again will be become the Grim Reaper!

Knight of Paris is a Webnovel by Peter Abak casting Petrelli Knight a Royal Heir Knight mystic. Born by King Aiglestar and Queen Batistas, Knight of Paris involves chapters such as: The Land of Carmosa; Before the birth of Petrelli Knight; The King's eerie tale;A case of delirium; Queen Batistas' vision; Petrelli Knight's birth; Gifts for the awesome Prince;A war rages on East Paris;A Trainer for the Prince;The Soldiers and Knights Templar; Homage for a Remarkable King; Petrelli Knight's Armours and Shields; Gifts from the Fairy Magician; A strange ordeal;The quest for a Bride and Lover; The Prince's novel journey; A tingling numb sensation; Party for the successful Prince; Battle of three cities;A case of Divine Armoury;A funny dream;The Prince's most treasured Griot;Life and fun; The Royal Magical Ring;The Dark Knight's Tale;An Auspicious Visit; A Royal Hullaboo and Brouhaha;The Mane of Lions; A Fly Horse Demotrion; Music of Bands of Flutes and much dance;A Royal Escapade; Sons for the Prince; Building a Kingdom;A Dragon Sword; Light on the Hill; A Royal Wine;The King's fierce breath; More Lands to conquer;A mesmerizing Genie and his fiery Lamp; The Guards of the Temple; Prince Rematura's strange vision; A competition for the twin Princes; A starry night; The real life of Petrelli Knight;A fortress of solitude; A Divine and Sober solace; Knights Remosa and Rematura; The magic codes; Up the Madongo hill; The Vintage Seer; A fortress for God; Three years of dryness and drought; A penchant for Guidance; Made of metallic brains;The botched iniquity; The sterile encampment; A real Fugitive; The Grey Lord Rejuvenated; A centillion quids to earn; A Royal bantam dance; A tale by the camp fire; No scissors on their hairs; The toughest Knight; A Royal Pendulum; Security from wildlife; Two Vintage Brides; A hunt for the finest wines and pearls; A narrow escape; Writing Royal Folklores; A rehearsal of wisdom; A riddle for a milestone; A party of Merry Men;An opium cup of potents; Pierced by two arrows; A suave for the wounds; A recovered Knight; The Knight reintegrated; A Solvent Tyrant; The Fleeting Sire; A mistaken identify. The End. The Knight of Paris is of much importance to the world of literature and is a much read.

The extravagant ballroom of Salvatore Mansion was decorated lavishly. The entire state was invited to the party. The hurly and burly environment of the ballroom were constantly increasing as guests started to fill the room. The gossiping ladies group were high in volume discussing and guessing the main motto behind this profligate celebration. Men were drinking at the corners and thinking to gain favors from Salvatore. Upstairs a middle-aged man was seated in his master chair and his eyes pierced at the young lad standing in front. The lad thumped his hand on the table and scowled at his father. "I don't agree to this." He muttered curtly. "Utter nonsense. You have to follow that's it." The middle-aged man asked stopping his further protest. In vexation, the man left the room without turning back. A young lady was gracefully standing leaning against the wall beside the study room smirked and blew some air on her slim painted nails and spoke. "Interesting." *** The lad stood at the corner of the adorned ballroom and accessed the crowd. His sharp eyes narrowed at his father who was about to climb the platform morphed stage to deliver the speech that followed the bitter news. He grimaced at that. His father signaled him. That was his cue to follow up. When he reached the middle of the room someone grabbed his hand from behind causing him to stop abruptly and the glass in his hand fell on the floor spilling its whole content on the shiny white marble. Everyone turned their attention to them. It was a girl who stopped him. "Do you have a girlfriend?" This question caught him off guard and he instantly replied, "NO" "Do you like someone?" "No." Though he was confused but answered feeling the eyes of the crowd on them. "The girl smiled brightly and said, "Good." Without waiting for another moment the girl snacked her palm around his nape and stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. There was pin-drop silence in the room. The people gasped at that. The young lad was so shocked that he opened his mouth a bit and it was a perfect liplock. Breaking the kiss the girl stared at the whole crowd and said icily. "From now on he is mine." Leaving everyone in uttered stupefaction.

Atop a pile of corpses, below the beating sun. Each reaching for the oh so forbidden heavens. Faces in pain, forever the same. Screams, everlasting, eternal on marble. The worshiped, impaled by the scorning hand of a demigod. Never to reach godhood. The bleeding body, rivers of crimson death. A wyrm, shunned by life. Eyes staring defiantly towards the light, determined to make a change. A soul, sacrificed for personal gain. Floating, reaching out. Together, could they make a change? The left eye bleeds for sight, a boon, a gift. With such a power, there might just be a chance.