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In a world where any normal human could create elements at will, Aziel Mateo came into life and was left in an orphanage. Humans from this world were granted magic by the universe when they turned fifteen years old. These blessed magic users served under the twelve gods. Aziel Mateo, a kid without visible talent found that he also couldn't do magic as he wasn't blessed by the universe. He decided to train himself in order to fill the gap between magic users and himself. However, he still found himself lacking, as the magic users can become stronger with their magic. Aziel Mateo later got admitted in the Academy but felt like an outsider, always being bullied, and rediculed constantly. Still, he continued his training in the shadows, slowly but surely he rose up to the ranks of the strong students without using magic. When everything seem to finally going his way, he was ambushed during their training camp, and left there to be eaten by a beast. However, this tragic event forever altered the course of his life in a positive way. Aziel Mateo survived that ambush and was brought into a cave where he saw a woman, introducing him the magic chest that was full of magic scrolls. The scrolls that contained forgotten arcane knowledge for magic. The woman revealed herself as a goddess who was betrayed. She helped Aziel become stronger for a cause. She needs his help in getting vangeance, in getting the justice that she deserves. Aziel Mateo obtain the ancient arcane powers, and become stronger that he didn't thought he could attain, not even in his imaginations.

The prolonged war among supernatural beings had plagued their world for generations, with the vampires pushing aggressively to the borders of the werewolf kingdom, ruthlessly slaughtering wolves in their path. After his father's death, Zion assumed the mantle of his father and joined the frontlines of battle. After three grueling years, the werewolves finally drove the vampires back, forcing them to retreat to their lands in defeat. Zion and the brave warriors who fought alongside him returned to their territories as heroes, celebrated and warmly welcomed. When Addison heard of Zion's impending return, she devoted herself to preparing an elaborate welcome banquet, organizing every detail over the two weeks leading up to his arrival. Although her marriage to Zion had originally been one of convenience, rooted in her deep gratitude to the former Alpha who had saved her life, she had since fallen for Zion. His powerful presence, charismatic leadership, and striking appearance had won her over, and from the moment she offered herself as his mate, she had accepted him wholeheartedly as her Alpha and mate. The long-awaited return of Zion and his warriors was met with jubilant celebration. Pack members gathered at the borders, eager to welcome their hero, Alpha, and his brave fighters. Addison, too, stood among them, filled with anticipation and genuine happiness at seeing Zion again. But as the pack caught sight of their Alpha, the largest of the wolves approaching with fur as dark as midnight, Addison’s heart froze—on his back sat a pregnant woman. For werewolves, it was well-known that only mates were allowed to ride in their wolf form, and seeing this woman there, visibly expecting, spoke volumes. Addison’s heart tightened painfully, yet she fought to maintain her composure, choosing to receive Zion and his entourage with a warm and gracious smile. Despite her efforts, Zion dismissed her completely, his attention solely on the woman as he tenderly guided her from his back and into the heart of their home. When all was said and done, but Addison still received nothing but contempt and hatred, she decided to leave. But why did Zion react so strongly? "Who said you could leave? You are MINE!" Zion turned feral and took Addison back to their chambers and ravaged her for three days and three nights... "I'll make sure you're tied to this bed, and your legs are so weak you won’t even be able to stand," Zion snarled, pinning her down. His dark eyes flickered with gold, a clear sign that his wolf was watching her from just beneath the surface.

This novel is dedicated to my favorite Chinese pianist and a famous Taiwanese pop star born in America. One is a world-renowned pianist, Ye Xi, a piano prodigy, and the other is a high-profile (American-grown Asian), Yan Alex Feng, a huge pop star and a true celebrity. They met in their early days, rising to fame together, appearing in each other's concerts and performances, with their veiled affection visible to the entire nation. Amidst the crowded audience, they playfully expressed their love, sparking nationwide excitement over their rumored relationship. However, constrained by the norms of their time and society, they could not make their love public. How will they continue their relationship? Will they end up not seeing each other anymore, or will they be brave enough to come out of the closet? Note!!! Please note that this novel contains explicit content. I recommend you start reading from Chapter 15; then, you can browse the previous chapters to learn about the childhoods of the two main characters.

AN 18+ ALPHA MAFIA SERIES BOOK 1# CAPTIVE MATE BOOK 2# RUNAWAY MATE BOOK 3# DANGEROUS MATE -+- Caspian is the heir to Moonstone Pack but when his parents die, he’s cheated out of his birthright and treated like a prisoner. He decides to leave, running off to Haines City to start a new life. His plans are instantly cut short when he's kidnapped and auctioned off, and he is bought by none other than one of the Mafia Kings running the city, Asher Knight. -+- Asher shrugged his coat off, the heavy outfit falling to the ground with an audible thud. Caspian watched this happen in apprehension, Mafia King Asher had looked huge with the coat on, and with the coat off, there wasn’t much of a difference. “Come here,” He ordered calmly, the earrings in his ears visible with his dark red hair slicked back. Caspian shook his head again, he had no intention of speaking, ever. Because that would only give away his gender. “I don’t like to repeat myself, Omega.” His voice darkened. Caspian’s heart thudded painfully in his chest in fear, he really didn’t want to get anywhere near the Alpha. He eyed the window longingly before forcing himself to take a step forward, then another, and another… +- THIS IS AN 18+ MAFIA STORY SO IT WILL INCLUDE VIOLENT AND MATURE THEMES, READ WITH CAUTION.

Check out my new novel: My Seven Beautiful Sins! °°°°° In a distant future, seven centuries after the cataclysmic mana storm, the world of Gaïa transformed into a realm infused with magic. The fabric of reality shifted, revealing the manifestation of stats, skills, and levels through ethereal windows, visible to all. A new era emerged, where humanity awoke to the concept of Classes, bestowing upon them unique abilities and the potential for greatness. However, only the truly exceptional would ascend to seize the Throne in this extraordinary Era of Players. Noah uttered profound words, his eyes shimmering with an unearthly force. "Life itself is akin to a prison, but fear not, for I, Death, shall set you free.'' °°° Discord: https://discord.com/invite/qxK8vcpF

Bai Ran Xie, a certified novel addict, a perfectionist, and an idealist businessman. He likes to follow what's inside the novel of how to become a strict or crucial boss of his own company. Like a tyrant, as he says. However, in everything he does, he's still far from his ideals. That's why he decided to oppose this belief. And be comfortable while reading his favorite newly found books. Or so he thought. In a flash of time, his life ended in the arms of the person he trusted the most, Sean. When he wakes up, he finds out that he got transmigrated in the novel which he, himself, wished to get rid of for his entire life. It's about the story of the 'Emperor's Downfall'. The Emperor was once a great ruler of the Gyeudo Era in the U-Verse. A fake Earth in Fantasy World, where the modern's era is happening, however, they only have one name for their ruler. An 'Emperor'. Xi Jinshi, the name of the emperor in the Gyeudo Era, he's somewhat we can call Tyrannical Emperor, evil, powerful, never felt the word 'fear' for his entire life, and also a wealthy one. Owned many buildings, resorts, cars, planes, and even islands before he become the new emperor of their country. However, after meeting with the girl he likes, his downfall comes. Become a convict because of things that he didn't do, and after that, he died. Yes, he died. Just like that. With no after-story where he was found not guilty. That's exactly the reason why Ranran hated that story. Too sloppy. Too shallow. Yet, Ranran didn't expect that a  System appeared and bestowed him with a mission to make the Emperor fall for him. In Ranran's eyes, it's perceptible how delighted he is. Who would not? He will do everything to make the Female Lead begs for sympathy while squirming on the ground. Yet, he didn't expect that there's a crucial plot twist after he reincarnated, as he found himself in the body of... a man! "What the fucking hills! Are you fucking kidding me?!" Ranran shouted, anger visible through his eyes. Yet, Ranran can't give up anymore. He already agreed with the system, then he can't run away too. "Damn System, damn this world, damn this story. And damn that author!!" "How can I make the Emperor fall for me? How? How? How?" De Carabao.

A life once his, a present, a future but now an never ending hell. Blood upon his finger from a person practically once part of his soul and yet that part was now forever out of reach. Purple came alive around him, caging him in but it was too late. The one the newcomer came to save was long dead and his hands did it! He did not know why or how, there was just no room in his head. The voices made sure of that, a tool just for their disposal. But how could he just...kill a part of him...it didn't make sense. If he was earlier...born...transmigrated...he could help himself..set it up....and most importantly they would all live. His family that wouldn't be his anymore, the part of his soul belonging to someone else. A someone else he did not now anymore. The newcomer raged in sadness, tears reflected on both their faces at the body between them. And as the newcomer grew in his real, astounding voice his own magic swirled and brought forth a better beginning. ----- His head hurt, visions, voices, people he did not know swam inside. A future, a possibility. Louder, stronger their voices wishing to be heard, his own voice mixed inside them! ''You want what everyone wants. A love that consumes you, passion, adventure and maybe even the thrill of danger in your veins." "I couldn't feel the pain. I was blinded by my faith for you." "No blood that I can't see, the shadows I foresee." "There's nothing I can do if you hate me all the way. But I promise I'll be there when you need me all the same." "What a person you must be If you believe in the one thing I cannot see." "There is nothing you can do. The darkness a part of me for the rest of eternity." Shadows sprung forward, unrecognisable, as each spoke words defining something. Wether it was themselves or a moment he did not know. However they all circled around the person in the middle, the only one that said nothing. He could only wait and wait he did. Vision circling and circling before long the figure grew smaller and smaller. Tall male was replaced was replaced with a small, calm baby, upon coming closer the baby smiled. His eyes a gorgeous blue but that was not the main reason for his stagger. Fangs, vampire fangs. A baby was to be born to a vampire couple that now appeared, stomach clearly visible. He awoke, thoughts swirling but one things was for sure this would be a new beginning for the world. Wether it be for the better or worse! _________________________________________________ This is completely mine. Everything is what I tought long and hard over. And especially used imaginition for. All characters are mine and so is the storyline. The cover isn't mine. If the owner wishes for me to remove it please contact me.

After saving one world from a Demon God and earning the trust and devotion of a perverted goddess, Sol is rewarded with all his powers intact and sent back home with the goddess accompanying him as his personal slave. That was supposed to be the end, the Demon God was supposed to be his last great trial. However, they are both summoned once again to an even more doomed world, almost immediately after returning to Sol's. This time around, Sol refuses his role as hero. Unable to find rest, he turns his wrath to the pantheon of gods in a spiteful quest to become the strongest being in existence, followed by his slave who took his place as hero. Battles await, secrets of old begin to scurry into the light when the world as he knows it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

In a world where strength defines a hero, Seko Ikara stands on the thin line between recognition and ridicule. As a member of Eclipsed Guardians, a small, often-dismissed hero group, he and his team are seen as failures—punchlines in the grand spectacle of heroism. Their missions rarely end in glory, and the public, ever eager for perfection, has written them off as weak. Labeled as weak, mocked for failures beyond his control, Seko refuses to acknowledge the scorn of the world. To him, the opinions of mortals are nothing more than noise. His team’s losses do not define them—only the grand design he sees, the purpose he alone seems to understand. Yet, beneath his godlike detachment lies a heart that cares deeply. He does not express it through words or visible vulnerability, but through action. In battle, he does not hesitate to stand between his allies and danger, shielding them without ever asking for thanks. His kindness is cold, distant—like that of a deity watching over their people, offering aid without expecting gratitude.

In a dark alley, obscured from the prying eyes of people, the muffled grunts of a shadowy figure beaten to a pulp were barely visible. Four hooded figures were standing around the bloody figure on the ground as he looked up in hate. Kraign struggled to his feet, his face mangled beyond recognition. "All of you idiots shall pay. THE WORLD WILL BURN!! "Boss, I think he's gone mad, we should leave", one of the hooded figures said on a low voice. "Was thinking the same thing", the shortest hooded figure replied, retreating with his crew, leaving the boy in the ground, barely breathing. As death drew near, things all went wrong.

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [PLEASE NOTE] [THERE'S NOT A SINGLE NTR IN THIS NOVEL UNLIKE THE FIRST ONE.]

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This woman, whom I have known for years! Never thought that would become the end of me. What’s the meaning of the words she unconsciously sprews off? – “Nothing, I’m just happy that you didn’t slip away when my eyes were closed.” The light scar on her stomach is barely visible. I wonder what secrets it holds?! Sometimes her eyes would wander off of their own into the empty void like it was searching for something. Something.. That even the most powerful person can’t hold it. The straight down-to-work and cold-hearted woman who seems to not care about anyone or anything is the perfect reincarnation of Satan. But this Satan is the one whom my eyes love to imprint, the time it opens and closes at night. The truth that she fights and the truth, I wait, comes to life when the curtains of her past play once again on the stage.

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?

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In a world where mathematics and cosmic forces intertwine, Jake Vietnam was born from the Stellar Heavenly Child. Guided by the teachings of Kirk Weiler, the enigmatic author of the sacred eMath texts, Jake assembles a group of friends versed in the arcane arts of mathematics. Posting on RoyalRoad as well.

"I know alpha that you do not wish to have me as your mate so you can go ahead and reject me" I cut him off feeling brave I once felt before my life became a nightmare. His eyes were big as saucers as he stared at me in amazement and there was a flick of anger clearly visible in his eyes oh no I'm so dead but this ends ones and for all. "I Avy Grace daughter of Jacob Grace hereby reject you, Zander Black alpha of crescent moon pack as my mate" "You will hear me out first" I nodded my head as he commanded using his alpha tone "I will not accept your rejection and I'm definitely not rejecting you understood Avy Grace" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Avy Grace was just a third in commands daughter. A respectable wolf in her pack. But things started to change after a mysterious rouge attack which took her parents away and turned her life into a nightmare. Zander Black a soon to be Alpha of Crescent moon pack. Ever since he was young he despised the wolves who seemed like a threat to his pack. Avy is not an exception either as he torments her to no limits as a revenge of his mother's death. What would happen when The Moon Goddess decides to mate hem together? Read to find out.

On the Martial Soul Continent, where individuals awaken powerful spirits to determine their fate, Lin Feng is reborn as a sickly orphan deemed talentless after his Awakening Ceremony yields no visible results. Hidden within him, however, lies a unique Martial Soul—a holographic design panel mirroring his past life as a modern-day designer. This extraordinary gift allows him to import, edit, and export creations into reality, transforming raw materials and elements into customizable tools, weapons, and constructs. As Lin Feng hones his abilities, he uncovers the potential to rival even the strongest warriors, but in a world dominated by traditional powerhouses, he must rely on ingenuity and creativity to survive and rise above. With danger looming and societal prejudice weighing heavily, Lin Feng sets out to redefine strength itself and carve his own destiny through innovation and sheer willpower.

The move had brought more than just a new home for Jiwon, Teayoung, and Nari—it had forced them to confront the quiet, lingering grief they had carried since the death of their daughter, Nara. While the neighborhood around them seemed welcoming, every corner held a reminder of their past, and the challenge of forging a fresh start weighed heavily on their hearts. As Jiwon tried to adjust to his new role at the sub-district police station, Teayoung focused on settling Nari into the new space, but both parents knew there was more at stake than unpacking boxes or rearranging furniture. The weight of their loss, though not always visible, was ever-present, especially for Teayoung, whose heart still carried the quiet ache of a life forever altered. It was in moments like these—when the world seemed to move forward with its own rhythm—that the grief would surface, unpredictable and sharp. Minho’s innocent gesture with the walnuts stirred something deep within Teayoung, unlocking a flood of memories of her daughter that she hadn’t fully allowed herself to feel. Though she was surrounded by people who cared, the pain of Nara’s absence seemed to find its way back, each day a subtle reminder that healing was a journey, not a destination. And so, in the quiet of Nari's room, Teayoung had to confront not just her grief, but also her deep love for the family she still had, knowing they would carry each other through these tender moments.

In a world where every person is born with a spirit insect granting them unique powers, everyone is bound by the laws of fate and power rankings. From rank D to S, all strive to reach the top. But hidden beyond common knowledge lie the secret rankings—SS and SSS—where those who possess them do not follow the rules; they become the rule itself. Raine Earthon was born in a poor village deep within the forests, an outcast, weak, and without a visible spirit insect. He lived in disgrace, beaten and humiliated—until the day everything changed. In a single moment, the Black Butterfly awakened, an SS-ranked insect with a power beyond imagination—the ability to control fate itself. But this was no gift… it was a curse. When fate knocked on his door once more, it led him to the slaughter… to the massacre… to an eternal damnation. Drenched in blood, surrounded by the torn remains of his village, something new was born within Raine—something devoid of mercy. And when the secret organization stood before him, seeking to control him, his response was simple: rejection of the entire world. From that moment, the era of chaos began. Raine was no longer human, no longer just an insect wielder—he became a living catastrophe. Armies would perish, empires would crumble, and fate itself… would either bow to him or be torn apart. In the end, nothing would remain… except the abyss.

“Whispers of Dual Souls” In the Thornwood estate of the Elysian Empire, Lady Elara Thornwood gives birth to a child with dual souls—a split personality. Her son, known as Eamon, embodies the visible aspect, while the mysterious counterpart, Noctis, remains hidden. The Thornwood family guards a secret prophecy: this child will determine the fate of Thornwood and all realms. As Eamon and Noctis grow, their intertwined destinies unravel, revealing whispered truths that could reshape their world.

Diana stood in front of his door fumbling with the knob. it wasn't like she was scared to enter his room as this won't be the first time she was entering and neither would it be the last. She was about to do something very wild and may be stupid of her but this was the definition of her and it won't change. Sighing and taking a heavy breath,she opened the door closing it behind her and she met him on his bed with his back kissing the surface of his bed...shirtless as usual. he really didn't like putting on a shirt from what she had gathered. "Diana..what the hell are you doing here?" He said sitting up to reveal the cross on his chest and his sleeve tattoo on the left arm. he also had the drawing of a skull at the right. "We made a deal remember?"she reminded him and he raised one brow up to ask 'what deal?' Diana was wearing a smirk looking so wicked and Xavier could not help but wonder what she was up to. standing up fully from his bed,he went to stand in front of her. "What deal Diana?" "I got a tattoo" she bursted the news to him and his facial expression said it all,he was shaken up. "You got a whaa?" "Tattoo....I got a tattoo" "Are you fucking with me.. please tell me you're messing with me Diana" It felt so good to hear him curse. it sounded so seductive coming from him... everything he does is seductive... FOCUS DIANA..NOT NOW,she said slapping herself internally. "I'm being serious" she made it clear to him incase he e was having problems believing it. "Diana I told you not to get a tattoo" "Not exactly as I remember,you dared me to get a tattoo" "Your dad is gonna be mad" "It's my body..I get to do what I want" "How many tattoos did you get?" "Three" "Three? isn't that too much?" "Speak for your self. you got your whole sleeve tattooed, you've one on your chest and you've one on your right arm...who has the most tattoos now?" "That's me, I'm a male and I'm not underage" she scoffed when she heard him. "So now,I'm underage? I'll be 19 next year...I think I'm off age to make my own decisions" "You're still under your father's roof" " I will be moving out...and besides,he won't know...unless you're gonna tell him" Xavier sighed. this girl who stood in front of him could be so stubborn at times. How could such a pretty face be this stubborn?, he asked himself. "Can I at least see the tattoos you got?" "yeah sure." Taking off her shirt to reveal the black tank top she was wearing underneath it, she turned to her side so she could reveal her left arm. "Fuck!! you got a skull?"And for the second time since she entered his room,he cursed again.... why do it seductively?,she said in her mind. "Yes I did..what's wrong with it?" "Couldn't you get a flower or something feminine?" that was the samething the tattooist had said. "If you could get a skull,why can't I?" "I'm a man... Dianne..you're a girl, the whole point of being a girl is being girly and getting a butterfly or flower tattoo is something that is girly" "Well I don't want to be girly if I can't get a skull tattoo" He heard her say " And besides, I got a flower tattoo" She showed her belly which was now very visible as she was wearing a tank top. "And where's the other?"He asked as his eyes scanned her body for the last one. "I rather not say" He scoffed when he heard her.did she really get the tattoo in that place he was thinking of? "Besides you still have to keep the end of your deal" "And what was the deal again?" "If I get a tattoo before Wednesday, you would fulfill one thing I ask for and if I don't get a tattoo before Wednesday,I would do what you want" "I won so you will fulfill one thing I ask for" "Fine,what do you want?" "Kiss me...."

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard It is true that the enemity between the weres, vampires and witches have lasted for centuries,with the weres playing a vital role in the witches endangerment, hence raising questions at the birth of this child however if the claims are true it would be unwise to terminate a possible chance at upholding peace with the witches. "The devil will tell you nine truths so that you will believe one lie" ~Shannon Mayer, Shadowed threads *7 years ago* The rain is pouring heavily and without caution the sky lightens up followed by thunderous boomings, the scent of the earth is clean and fresh and my path is barely visible but that doesn't stop me from moving on. The heavy drops of rain as stones doesn't stop me and the painful slashes of leaves across my face doesn't stop me either. The cuts of slabs and shells on my bare feet doesn't stop me and the angry gust of wind doesn't stop me either. I'm drenched but I barely feel it ,I keep on walking on this beach like field and finally I spot it.... The old and scary looking cottage. How it still stands amazes me but that's not why I'm here And just like every other time,the rain abruptly stops and the sun brings forth her warmth with a smile and the hustling and bustling of nature returns ,the chirping of birds resumes the sound of swooshing waves can be heard and all of this ..... Happens only when she begins singing "Black bird, black bird, come to me, My sweet darling, my heart's ecstasy. The wind is whispering secrets in my ear, Of a freedom waiting, beyond this drear...." Never have I ever heard a voice so sweet it drips honey. A voice that beckons the trees to sway their stems and leaves to it's tune. A voice that sounded like the mother of creation. The voice of earth herself. Slowly I make my way into the cottage and I find her in the same spot I've always had. Her back to me as she sits on a dressing table brushing her thick and long red hair with a calm and alluring glow. A beauty She appears to be the only presence of life in the seemingly dead room. I walk closer to her till I'm at arms length "...Your wings so fragile yet strong and free..." I believe she feels my presence when she stops singing then drops the brush on the table and with a sweet smile causing her doe eyes to brighten, gestures for me to sit down as she rises with a grace I would never be able to posses not even in a lifetime. I do as she directed and take her position on the stool and she picks up the brush and begins dressing my hair. I look into the mirror in front of which we ceremoniously sit as our images can not be reflected. "Why won't you just let me help you?" I ask trying to turn to face her but she keeps me in place with a hand on my shoulder. I sigh in defeat. "What are you going to teach me today?" She pauses for a while. "Nothing" her whisper barely audible. "Tell me something...... I'm not the only one who knows about you,am I?" She resumes brushing. "What did you see?" "Who did I see?" I retrieve the brush from her and place it on the table I turn to look at her same time she turns and walks to the bed to sit "Nothing here is real,love" "Is he the reason you're trapped here?" "Like you he's one of the reasons I want to get out " "Does he know he's my dad?"

Dying once is bad. Dying three times in the most ridiculous ways possible? That’s just cruel. After meeting an absurd fate in three different lives—crushed by a suicidal jumper, blasted by a laser cannon, and hunted down as a witch—our protagonist once again finds themselves in front of a divine entity. The being, visibly exhausted from their repeated returns, makes one thing clear: this streak of bad luck needs to end. Given one last wish, the protagonist makes a bold choice: "I want luck that defies the gods." Now reborn in a new world where fortune twists reality in unpredictable ways, they must discover whether ultimate luck is truly a blessing—or just another elaborate curse. In a universe where fate and fortune collide in unexpected ways, one thing is certain: this time, they refuse to die so easily!

In the mystical realm of Lunara, where werewolves and witches coexist in a delicate balance, a young woman named Luna finds herself at the center of an ancient prophecy. When spectral wolves, visible only to her, attack her pack, Luna must confront her hidden witch heritage to protect her loved ones. As she delves deeper into her lineage, she uncovers a shocking truth: her bloodline was fabricated to conceal a darker secret—she is the last descendant of the original moon-witch who cursed werewolves to shift. With this revelation, Luna must navigate a world of deception and danger, embracing her true power to save her pack and potentially eradicate the werewolf curse forever.

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