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The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 102K Views

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 319.6K Views

Fierce Love: Every Beast Needs a Beauty

[Warning: Mature Content Included] After stepping on a landmine, Qin Yan never expected she would be blown into another world—let alone a world full of beastmen! That alone was something she could handle, but what truly rattled her was how she, a person valued at millions back on Earth, was now being sold for a measly bag of unrefined salt that wouldn’t even cost her a dollar to buy in a side stall. People line up to see her on Earth but here, she was purchased at a bargain price and treated like a discarded, secondhand dog bowl! If that wasn’t enough to crush her pride, she was then thrust into an arranged marriage with a brutish bear-man—only for him to reject her outright? Qin Yan seethed, ready to tear his snout off. “No way am I marrying her! Just look at her! She’s flat in all angles, no curves! If I didn't know better, I might even mistake her for a man without any milk jugs to offer. Who would be blind enough to choose her?” he roared, pointing rudely at the stunned and speechless Qin Yan. All... FLAT??? N-No curves?! No milk... milk jugs?! ‘Then just marry a cow, you disgusting pervert!’ she fumed internally, her face flushed with rage and wanted to cry foul in upset. ‘Boohoo! I’m just a late bloomer, these… these pair of kumquats will grow eventually into juicy melons lateeer! You hateful bear! Even if he drools and beg for it later, she will never let him have a piece! Qin Yan swore but it seemed fate had a twisted sense of humor. "Woman, leave that fool and come with me. If he refuses, I won’t hesitate to bite and poison him to death." A feral voice hissed as a violent gust of wind swept the air, followed by a piercing screech. A huge pair of wings covered the once blinding ray of sun. "Hey, worm! You think you can skip ahead of me?" A second beastman growled from above, his voice laced with authority. "I called dibs first—ah no. She’s actually carrying my child! Right, she is. So, get lost while I'm being nice!" Wait... wha—? What, what child, what dibs? Qin Yan stood frozen, thunderstruck. C-Crazy... These crazy madmen! I’m only nineteen! How could I wantonly associate with so many men? Let alone two annoyingly handsome beasts! I refuse to be seduced! Shit! Oh god, I know I'm a head-turner, sexy and pretty! But… But why are all these beastmen suddenly fighting over me now, when they used to avoid me like the plague?! In any case, faced with the brooding sight of the crimson bear, Qin Yan gulped and clung tightly to his fluffy fur, looking as if she had been wronged. "Darling! Hubby! I don’t know these two men. Ah, they’re both con-artists, just trying to ruin our marriage!” Qin Yan pointed at them accusingly. “L-Leave me alone! I’m already married!" ---- WSA2025 Entry #beasts #transmigration #beautyandbeasts
April_Tears · 1.4K Views

ROSETTA GRANT

Switched at birth and left to a life of hardship, Rosetta George grew up scraping by under the care of her loving but struggling grandfather after her parents’ tragic deaths. Humiliated and discarded by a husband who married her for convenience and a promise to fulfill, she chooses survival over surrender, pouring every ounce of strength into her dream of earning a degree at Haven University. But her world shifts when she crosses paths with Raymond Grant, a powerful billionaire whose lingering grief over his missing daughter, that also lead to the untimely death of his beloved wife Evelyn, has left his heart raw and searching. A chance encounter in the gilded halls of his hotel reveals something uncanny about Rosetta, a familiarity that stirs questions he can’t ignore. Was she his lost daughter? Soon Rosetta was thrown into the orbit of privilege and power, Rosetta must navigate bitter rivalries, including the wrath of Tracy, the woman raised as Grant’s daughter, who sees Rosetta as a threat to everything she holds dear. Only wants Rosetta out of her way by all means including making her disappear the second time. Amid humiliation, jealousy, and shocking revelations, Rosetta discovers the resilience within herself. But can she embrace a truth that promises to rewrite her entire life? And will she ever belong in a world that once cast her aside? A tale of identity, love, and redemption, Rosetta George now Rosetta Grant, explores the power of resilience and the enduring ties of family, even when they are lost to time.
Samaddie · 3K Views

My Personal Sandbox World In Creative Mode

What would you do if a ROB (Random Omnipotent Being) were to grant you one wish with no strings attached? You don’t have three wishes, just one. So you have to make it count. And oh, you can’t make exaggerated wishes like “Having omnipotence stronger than the ROB’s,” “Killing the ROB,” etc. Faced with that scenario, Kaiden was skeptical about whether it was true or not. However, none of that was his problem, as he had nothing to lose. After pondering for a while, Kaiden thought of the best wish a person like him, encountering such a situation, could make. “If I’m only granted one wish, can I get my personal sandbox world where I’m the omnipotent being, with its size being as huge and vast as your omniverse?” After having his wish granted by the ROB, Kaiden realized the Ultimate Escapism. Since he was the Omnipotent Being in his omniverse-sized personal sandbox world, he could literally create and realize all of his fantasies! Feeling lonely? Kaiden could create any waifus he had fantasized about. Feeling edgy? Kaiden created several multiverses in his sandbox world and then destroyed them with a wave of his hand! Wanting to feel the protagonist experience? Faced with that question, Kaiden decided to experience the worlds he created with his powers “sealed.” Whatever the scenario—whether it was as a survivor in a zombie apocalypse world, the young master of the Peng Clan in a cultivation world, or the summoned hero in a demon king vs. hero fantasy world—they all could be realized! This was Kaiden’s personal sandbox world in creative mode, where all his fantasies could be experienced and become reality!
MarvisWindesburg · 1.1K Views
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