Sekiro Fastest Boss Kill

Ashe, a fallen princess, sets her journey for vengeance against her mother's murderers. As she travels the world to find her prey, she was met with adversaries and hardships on the way. But each time she defeats an enemy in front of her, she gains power as well.

Tang Feng adalah karyawan biasa di toko teh susu sebelum suatu hari, bos wanita memanggilnya ke ruangannya, dan dia mengetahui apa arti "aturan tersembunyi" sebenarnya...

At twenty-nine, Callie Morgan had everything she thought she wanted—a steady career, a devoted fiancé, and a perfectly planned future. She and Kyle had spent nearly a decade building their love story, with their upcoming wedding meant to be the grand finale. But just as she prepared to step into forever, an unexpected event shatters everything, leaving Callie to pick up the pieces of a future that no longer exists. Desperate for a fresh start, she escapes to a quiet town, hoping to find clarity in a life far removed from the one she left behind. What she doesn’t expect is to cross paths with an arrogant, frustratingly handsome stranger who challenges her at every turn. Their undeniable chemistry is as maddening as it is electric—until she discovers the twist. The man who’s been getting under her skin? He’s her new boss. Callie begins to question everything she once believed about love and happiness. Sometimes, the most unexpected detours lead exactly where we’re meant to be. Will Callie find the courage to embrace the unknown, or will she cling to the familiar, even when it no longer fits?

huh i guess this about a guy who randomly buys a video game for his little sister and plays it but to his shock he isn't a player instead he's the final boss of the game, watch how he collects minions, make a name for himself as the strongest boss and if he feels like it, he might collects some wives for himself.

Dating tindera sa mall, umalis nang laitin ng manager… pero bumalik siya bilang bagong CEO ng buong chain ng malls!

In the cruel world of Ranas, normal people are considered nothing more than trash. Blaze is also one of those trash. He and his mother has been treated like animals by his loser 'superhero' stepfather. But then everything changes when the SYSTEM gives Blaze a mission to kill him in exchange for superpower. Blaze does not hesitate. Short-form: Kill him. Kill her. Kill them all. Kill for powers.

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

Remy's world is shattered when her fiancé betrays her on their engagement day because she was disabled. Vaughn Glory, a prestigious, renowned and leading high-end fashion company- her only legacy- founded by her late mother, Adelaide Vaughn, was taken away from her. It was handed over to her step-sister as a wedding gift, leaving Remy heartbroken and bereft of her mother's legacy. She flash married Deth Kaidën, CEO of Dek Global Corp, their union being one of convenience that blurs the lines between passion and duty. As the secrets beneath the perfect facades are revealed, Remy must confront the shadows of her past. Her world is shattered, Yes! But a shattered world can still be rebuilt. Dive into a world of privilege, power struggles, and shattered illusions, where the only way to survive is to confront the broken pieces of the past.

Don't let yourself get swept off your feet by this cowboy. The son of Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira, the most legendary cowboy of all time, and Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira, the worlds richest man, Buck Danilo Taylor-Pereira is the reason heartbreak country music is written with his gorgeous dimples and panty dropping smile he will have you swooning within seconds. No one can escape his charm and his new young personal assistant is no different. What will Danilo do when everything in his head screams no but his heart roars yes. Will the cowboy follow in his fathers' footsteps or bring a new level of drama to a family known for chaos? Book Two of the 'His' series. Follow Book one, His Cowboy for the beginning of one of the most legendary relationships of all time!

When ex-detective Liam Voss finds a journal hinting at his sister’s unsolved vanishing, he’s thrust into a nightmare of cryptic clues and carved words—each marking a life stolen by a ruthless secret society. Teaming with a rogue journalist, Liam races across the globe to unravel a conspiracy tied to an ancient entity that feeds on disappearances. But the closer he gets, the more his reality frays—nightmares bleed into daylight, allies turn to enemies, and the truth claws at his sanity. With the clock ticking to the thirteenth hour, Liam must face the ultimate question: save his sister or stop a god from rewriting the world? Dive into a pulse-pounding thriller where every word could be your last!

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Jessy Kedwell, an ordinary teenager, discovers that his sister Aya was killed by a criminal organization. Seeking revenge, Jessy enrolls at Onkawa University. Through manipulation and dangerous alliances, Jessy becomes an instrument of relentless vengeance. His only mission: make those who took his sister's life pay.

A male antagonist who was tortured to hell by those that are close to him. Later did he realize what the eyes of the government and their voices are. Thus he chose to live the life of being an serial killer and give justice to the depraved.

"But sir," she protested weakly, her voice laced with lust, "I thought... I thought that was my punishment." Mr. Kapoor chuckled darkly, his hand coming down in a swift slap that made her yelp. "Shut up," he barked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're going to get more than you bargained for." His hand traced the reddened marks on her skin, his fingers lingering on the most sensitive areas. Shreya felt a shiver of anticipation as she bent over the desk again, her legs spread wide. She could feel the cool air against her wet pussy, her thong now soaked with his juices. Mr. Kapoor stepped closer, his hand moving to the small of her back, pushing her down even further. "You liked that?" he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Yes, sir," she replied, her voice a breathless pant. She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but she couldn't deny the truth of them. Every part of her was on fire, desperate for more of his touch. Mr. Kapoor's hand slid down her back, his fingers toying with the waistband of her skirt. "You've been a very naughty girl, Shreya," he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "I think it's time for a more... creative punishment." Shreya's heart skipped a beat as she felt something cold and hard press against her pussy. She glanced over her shoulder to see Mr. Kapoor holding a highlighter, the neon pink color glinting in the light. "What are you doing, sir?" she asked, her voice a tremble. "Punishing you," he replied, his voice a low, dark promise. "And I want to hear you beg for it." He pushed the highlighter inside her, the plastic sliding easily through her wetness. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pleasure. It was an unusual sensation, something she had never experienced before. Mr. Kapoor began to move the highlighter in and out of her, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Tell me, slut," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to have my highlighter in your cunt?" Shreya whimpered, unable to form coherent words. She had never felt anything like this before, the taboo nature of the act only heightening her arousal. "Y-yes, sir," she managed to stutter, her voice shaky. "It feels... it feels amazing." Mr. Kapoor chuckled, his hand moving the highlighter faster. "You're going to love what comes next"

What is the fastest thing in the universe? Light Neutrinos Gravitational Waves The relationship progression in an NTR manga Nice try, but they’re all wrong. The fastest thing in the universe is the time it takes for me to level up before face-slapping an arrogant young master in front of his hoes. After my girlfriend broke up with me on our 1 year anniversary, I think the heavens finally took pity on me and granted me the "FASTEST LEVELING-UP SYSTEM." F*** school. The education system’s a scam anyway. I’m ditching it all to become a full time hunter. I’m pursuing those dungeon MILFs—call me MILF Hunter 1964. SSS-ranked hunters, Great Grandmaster Martial Artists, Heaven-Defying Realm Cultivators... I flex on them all. In this world, a man exists for one purpose: to flex—flex on the enemy, flex on the Ladys, and most importantly, flex on oneself. - Sun Tuz

In a world where words breathe and letters morph into monsters, Nullus discovers he is no mere guest in this body... but the ultimate target of mysterious forces seeking to erase every trace of him before he deciphers the code of his existence. But beware: every chapter you read here is a step closer to the trap. Are you ready to hear the voice whispering behind the lines? “Look around you... this very sentence could be an eye watching you!”* As Nullis digs into the depths of his past, he realizes something terrifying: The story writes itself, and the reader... *you*... are part of its game. Will you save him by etching these pages into your memory? Or will you fall victim to your own choices? Time is running out, and **the book begins to devour itself."

Along time ago there were scientist working on a project when everything failed its created A huge explosion everyone almost died some of the scientist or people died from the explosion there are some survivors in Japan

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The scent of freshly brewed espresso and vintage Led Zeppelin records should have been my retirement anthem. But I was hunched over a computer in my still-under-construction vinyl record cafe, screaming at a blockchain explorer as if it just ridiculed my acoustic session. My life savings, $430,000 worth of Bitcoin, carefully earned over a decade of writing alt-rock ballads for car commercials, vanished into thin air. The culprit? Some smooth "investment manager" who'd promised me "Taylor Swift-level returns" on crypto staking, then bailed faster than my band's 2008 reunion tour.  The scam was a cringe symphony.Guy had a LinkedIn profile dotted with adjectives such as "Web3 maestro" and "DeFi virtuoso," an autotuned elevator jazz playing website, and a contractual loophole big enough to drive a tour bus through. I signed over access like a groupie handing over backstage passes. Poof. Gone. Money. My café's espresso machine sat in its box, accusatorially. My spouse said I needed to "get a real job again." Even my dog gave me the side eye. Enter my drummer, Chad, a guy who had escaped a festival pyro tragedy by jumping into a kiddie pool. He texted me: "Bro, look at Digital Tech Guard Recovery. They're crypto Roadies." I pictured a group of pierced hackers in black hoodies, blowing gum and cracking firewalls. Good enough. Digitals crew followed the scambot's trail with the ferocity of a producer hunting for the perfect bassline. The crook had routed my Bitcoin through privacy coins, obscured wallets, and exchanges located in countries that I couldn't spell. Their engineers stalked his path like a creep watching a pop star's concert tour schedule, in cooperation with Interpol and a Cypriot bank used also as a hub for meme stocks. As it turns out, my "maestro" had become careless, stashing money in a wallet associated with a failed NFT venture named "Aping for Jesus." Typical. Sixteen days later, my wallet beeped. Balance returned. No taunting, only a curt email: "Scammer's assets frozen. Your money's back. Buy better speakers." I blasted "Eye of the Tiger" through the café sound system, shocking a hipster with oat milk. The espresso machine finally came online. Digital Tech Guard Recovery didn't just restore my cryptocurrency; they wrote the encore for my midlife crisis. My café exists today, littered with grail-worthy records on the walls and a tip cup emblazoned "ETH accepted." Chad's no longer on the espresso machine, but he's got free coffee for life. If your cryptocurrency is ever swindled by a cyber rockstar, don't go into existential tailspin. Call the Digitals. They'll turn your faceplant into a victory lap. Just maybe screen your "maestros" harder than your band's setlist.

In a world taken over by darkness, a blue moon hangs in the sky, in the night vicious calamites roam the earth in search of victims to feast on. Luca a hardworking but untalented magician tries his utmost to find peace in this world of suffering through slaughter. Will his unrelenting thirst for slaughter lead him astray and insane or grant him the peace he's been seeking ever since that fateful day in his childhood?

Cradled by self-ness, a new-born God came forth. The god, perceived as a phantom, wept as tears dripped across the waters. Thus came about its phantom heart. The weeping spirit, a solitary, god that could create anything with its right mind. However, there lay a message that told it one thing; Kill the Light. An unease built inside its heart. A dead thing, not even an echo that reached any god, nor creature alive. If not, then what was the God meant for? What else was needed of him? Thus, he wandered, days upon days, until he met a single, decrepit woman. The first contact he had since over a thousand years. -------- Discord: discord.gg/7NcJYeTUbV

When we defeat the gods, we are just pawns

{Warning! Zone 1 will be closing in a countdown} Alexi was the name he had just learned after reading the label on his shirt. Where was he? Alexi did not understand why his memories seemed to be erased one by one, not to mention the place he stepped on this time. The sound of strange noises, unfamiliar to his world, now seemed to take him to a new world. Rules with various missions that he had to carefully go through. [Mission] [Status] Survival Zone, might be an appropriate phrase for him and his colleagues he met in this new game world. Can he survive there? Is there an end to the game?

In a world riddled with endless greed, pain, and destruction, a once hated king Nai Soari is raised from the dead - a peaceful place that he wishes to return to. His sole task is the killing the Demon who's one step away from annihilating the planet. Gifted with the Blessing of the Sun, Nai is the world's lone savior. Nai - all the whilst regaining his powers that have slowly drained over time - must join forces with a cunning doctor, a mute orphan child, and Luan, a secretive, dangerous, yet charming man who has given naught but his name and age to restore the mortal world to what it once was.

[Mature Content] "Please, call me Christian," he insists. "And I know this might be intrusive, but I can't help but wonder if there's anything I can do to help. Professionally or personally." Surprised by his offer, Marilena considers the possibilities. Here is a man she barely knows, the boss of the man who just broke her heart, extending a helping hand. Perhaps in the storm of her emotions, a strategic alliance could be forged. "Well," she begins, a spark of determination igniting in her eyes, "there is one thing you could help me with, Christian." With a newfound determination, Marilena approaches Christian with a proposition. "Help me show him what he's missing," she says, her eyes sparkling with a blend of mischief and resolve. Christian's lips curves into a wry smile. "I'm in, Marilena. Let's make him regret ever letting you go." _______ In "The Boss's Persuasion," delves into the captivating world of Marilena Chauque, a resilient woman who, after a heart-wrenching breakup with her boyfriend, finds herself entangled in a web of unexpected emotions. Desperate to make her ex-fiance jealous, Marilena enters into a fake relationship with none other than her former lover's charismatic and influential boss, Christian Ngale. As Marilena navigates the complexities of their faux romance, the lines between reality and pretence blur, leading her to question her true feelings. Christian, known for his charm and enigmatic presence, proves to be an unexpected ally in her quest for revenge and self-discovery. As the charade deepens, Marilena is forced to confront the consequences of her actions and the unexpected twists of a game that initially seemed harmless. "The Boss's Persuasion" is a tale of love, deception, and the transformative power of unexpected connections, as Marilena grapples with her emotions and the possibility that her fake relationship may lead to a truth she never anticipated. Will Marilena's pursuit of revenge ultimately become a journey of genuine love, or will the intricacies of her plan unravel in ways she never imagined?

Sometimes, life doesn't give you what you wish for, even when you work on it. After my university program, I wasn't able to get a white-colar Job. I gave up after some years and decided to work anywhere I find a job. Finally I found one but wasn't the type I wish for, being under somebody is what I use to avoid. Now, not only that I am under somebody but under a bossy lady, a lady who commands respect and makes her workers tremble in fear whenever she's around. Our relationship went more than a boss and a worker and eventually, she had my baby. Being a bossy type who things she can commands things to her good, a lady who think she can control everybody. She chased me away and kept me away from the baby's sight. I might be a gentle type but not to the point of denying myself my right. Going through things in life and soaking my hand in most terrible things resulted in total destruction of my personality which eventually took my life. This story is filled with, love, hatred, denial, and revenge with vengeance.

___Lost Notes___ In this age of superheroes, the public safety is at the hands of these all so powerful figures. Located in the metropolis of Condor is the worlds strongest hero, UltraMan. In his decade long carrier, he has destroyed multiple conspiracies started by the city's old elite, single handedly apprehended the mafias that encroached upon the weak and feeble and even stopped several alien invasions and infiltrations. It is safe to assume that such a man would have many enemies, but with skin that cannot be pierced by any earthly means and strength that puts the legends of old to shame, how can such a creature ever be defeated? If UltraMan wanted to, he could have conquered earth at any time. So why did he not? No one quite knows. '' In any regards, he is seen as the balancing force of the world. So what happens if he is removed from the picture? What if I removed him? How will the world live? How will "I" live? ....

In the final battle against the Demon King, the protagonist is betrayed by his leader and dies. However, he wakes up in the past with all his memories intact, gaining a second chance to avoid the betrayal and change his fate.

Zaynah thought love was meant to feel safe. Warm. Like home. And for a while, Rayyan gave her just that—soft words, stolen moments, a love so intense it felt like fate. But fate can be deceptive. What started as gentle concern soon turned into possessiveness. What felt like affection became control. And before she could see the red flags, she was already wrapped in his chains. "You’re mine, Zaynah. You don’t need anyone else." She tried to believe it. She tried to ignore the warning signs. Until the love that once made her feel alive… started suffocating her. Now, she has two choices—stay and lose herself completely, or fight for her freedom. But breaking free isn’t easy when the one you’re fighting is the person you once loved the most. A story of love, obsession, and the painful truth that sometimes, love isn’t enough.