Snape Sobs

Isekai Lounge Após anos vivendo sob o peso das responsabilidades, um homem bem-sucedido é subitamente transportado para um novo mundo sem qualquer explicação. Sem querer fama ou glória, ele só deseja construir uma vida tranquila, longe de problemas, um verdadeiro "lounge" onde possa finalmente descansar. No entanto, esse mundo não facilita seu sonho. Para garantir sua sobrevivência, ele se torna aventureiro e forma um grupo improvável ao lado de três escravas, cada uma com habilidades únicas e segredos ocultos. Enquanto tenta acumular riqueza e poder sem chamar atenção, o destino insiste em arrastá-lo para conflitos, perigos e escolhas difíceis. Será possível alcançar a paz em um mundo onde o caos sempre o encontra?

The biting chill of the embalming fluid hadn't quite worn off when I heard it – Ryan’s choked sob, laced with… relief? He clutched not my hand, but a crumpled lottery ticket tucked into *my* burial shroud. Five million dollars. The jackpot we’d played together the day before I “accidentally” fell from his yacht. Reborn, with the icy certainty of his betrayal burning in my soul, I knew exactly how to spend my second chance.

Finding a strange orb, Jayden finds himself turning into a vampire. Strange quests start to appear in front of him, sending him to different worlds. He finds himself playing different roles in different worlds, as he gets stronger and gets the most beautiful women from each world. " So, you want to save your son, impossible. The treason he committed can't be forgiven. " " Please, *sob*" I'm begging you. I'll do anything if you spare him. " Jayden looks at the breath-taking beauty kneeling in front of him, as a sly smile appears on his face. " Anything, you say. Then..." ****** Using his mind control abilities, Jayden will become the richest, strongest vampire, and have lots of beautiful women in his harem. ________________________ -No NTR, But MC will steal other's women. -Might be a bit slow at the beginning. -No Yuri Discord link: https://discord.gg/zC4tFy3tDx Extra chapters after 30 golden tickets and gifts

I stared across the clearing into the piercing golden eyes of the wolf that I had seen a thousand times before. However, despite seeing her over and over again, I had never once seen her face to face. While I was running, I kept repeating a word in my head. The same word over and over again. “Mate! Mate! Mate! Mate!” I thought at first that it was me saying it, but it wasn’t my voice, not exactly. It was close to my voice, but not a perfect match. “Is that you?” I asked myself as I ran deep into the forest. I wasn’t going to be able to hold out for much longer. “Is that really you?” I sobbed in relief.. Rika is nineteen and has a secret that she has been keeping from her family. She is a wolf shifter in the most famous and well-known pack in the world. She is daughter to Trinity and Reece Gray, the King and Queen of all the shifter and magic users in the world, and yet, Rika is losing touch with her wolf more and more each day. Not only that, but she can feel her slipping away from her inch by inch, and fears that she might lose her altogether. On top of feeling as if one day very soon she might never be able to shift again, Rika and her twin brother Reagan have been given a very complicated task. They must help foster the peace between the humans and non-humans of the world now that the veil of secrecy has been removed. The world knows now that the creatures that go bump in the night, vampires, werewolves, witches, Fae, werebears, and more, oh my, are all real. Not all of those people who now know the truth are all that happy about it. Foster a positive relationship with the humans, sure thing. Find the group of people responsible for supposed monster bashings, no problem. Navigate life while also trying to find their own mates. Now that might be a problem. On top of all the other things on their plate, Rika, Reagan, and all the other children of the fabled legacies must learn how to be themselves in a world that will never be the same again. Love and lust, anger and rage, happiness and confusion, emotions will be all over the place as the Chosen Legacy fight for all mankind, human and not. “Rika, you need to tell someone about this. You need to tell them what is going on.” Reagan was glaring at me as I fought that empty feeling inside of me. “I can’t, Reagan. You don’t get it. You don’t know what it’s like to lose that part of you.” “You’re right, I don’t, but it will never get better if you don’t try to do something about it.” His anger made his eyes flash bright blue in the darkness of the night. The way that they were shining, I could tell that it wasn’t just the reflection of the moon, this was his power, this was the essence that was my brother. “Leave me alone.” I snapped as I ran away from him. I was fighting against my tears, holding them back so that he wouldn’t see how much this was hurting me. Not only that, but I couldn’t let him see that it was too late, that my wolf was already gone. Chosen Legacy is a story that has a little bit of everything. It is a coming of age story, where multiple legacies, Rika included, matures emotionally and mentally while learning to navigate the ever-changing world. It is a mystery and suspense as the twins, along with their group of friends, search for the group that has been attacking innocent people around their campus. And it is a hot and steamy romance where each of the legacies will find their one true love to last a lifetime. Who and what does fate have in store for these legacies, and what adventures will they have along the way? This story will change the POV so that it will focus on multiple characters. The character name will be in the chapter title and at the top of the chapter. This is a massive story that will encompass many mating between different characters and a lot of the cast from the book 'Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha'. It is a stand-alone book. However, you do not need to have read the original to follow along.

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.

Chu Yi morre em um acidente de carro e se torna Landon Barn, o filho ilegítimo do rei Barn, governante de Arcadina. Porque sua mãe era uma empregada e a maior desgraça do rei, seu pai sempre o desprezou. O mesmo pode ser dito dos seus meio-irmãos. Quando ele completou 15 anos, seu pai anunciou que a cidade de Baymard seria dada a ele e não estaria mais sob o controle do império. Era fato conhecido que as terras de Baymard eram estéreis e empobrecidas... Pelo amor de Deus, isso era banimento. Seu pai preguiçoso o baniu indiretamente do império. Chu Yi acordou em uma carruagem, a caminho de Baymard, com um sistema. "E daí se meu pai me odeia? E daí se eu fui banido?... Eu vou transformar meu território em uma sociedade moderna."

Thea fell in love with Ryder who is her childhood best friend.She kept her feelings hidden.A deceitful third party involvement manipulated Ryder into believing that she had broken his trust. ~Exceprt~ Thea's voice trembled as she grasped Ryder's hand. "Ry...Ryder, please listen." she begged, her eyes pleading for his attention. Ryder jerked his hand free from Thea's grasp, his expression hardening into ice. "I don't want to hear anything from you.You're no one to me from now on." "You are going to believe her?"her eyes welled up with tears. "I don't want to believe you.." Ryder spat, his eyes flashing with anger. "From now on, don't dare show your face to me." With those cutting words, he turned and walked away,leaving Thea shattered, her body racked with sobs as she collapsed to the ground. Years passed Thea returned to the city working as a waitress to support her life. But fate delivered a cruel blow when Ryder and his fiancee walked into the restaurant. "Didn't I say you better stay away from us?How dare you appear in front of us?" Thea's voice trembled as she spoke, her heart heavy with emotion. "Ry...Mr. Thompson," she corrected herself, her eyes locking onto his, "I never thought our paths would cross again, especially not here." "I made it clear previously that I never wanted to see you again.." he said, each word cutting through Thea like a knife, reopening old wounds and slicing through her fragile heart. Thea's eyes welled up with tears as she gazed into Ryder's, "I didn't mean to hurt you, Ryder..." she implored, her gaze clinging to his, desperate for him to see the sincerity in her eyes and believe her words. He scoffed,"Hurt?I hate you for what you did to her.How can you hurt my woman?" Thea looked at his eyes to find the glimmer of the boy she once knew.But that boy was gone replaced by a man consumed by rage and hatred for her. She knew she lost him forever.Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. Will Thea and Ryder ever find their way back to each other, or is their love lost forever, a casualty of misunderstandings and hurtful words? Will they be able to overcome the lies and betrayal that tore them apart, or will their hearts remain forever fractured? ---------- This Novel is not translated but an original work written by author Audenzia_16.

The night Elira was born, the sky wept with a storm so fierce it drowned the village’s crops and sent the river surging through the streets. The elders whispered that it was an omen—a cursed child had entered the world. Her mother, Lirien, barely survived the birth. She had screamed through the labor, clutching the straw bedding as if the pain itself was trying to steal her soul. When she finally held her newborn daughter, she gasped—not out of love, but fear. Elira’s eyes were too sharp, too knowing for a child who had only just entered the world. The midwife, an old woman with trembling hands, hesitated before cutting the umbilical cord. A chill passed through the room, the flickering oil lamp nearly snuffing out. The air felt… wrong. The village healer arrived soon after, summoned in desperation. She pressed her palm to the newborn’s tiny chest, feeling the thrum of something unnatural beneath her skin. “She is touched by the old magic,” the healer murmured. “A witch, from birth.” Lirien sobbed, clutching her baby to her chest. “No, please. My daughter is innocent.” The healer gave her a sorrowful look. “You must keep her hidden. If the village learns the truth, they will fear her.” And so, Elira grew up in the shadows. Her childhood was not one of warmth, but of caution. Her mother, though loving in her own way, kept her at arm’s length, afraid of what she might become. Her father, a bitter man worn down by poverty, looked at her as if she were the reason for all his misfortunes. But magic cannot be contained forever. At the age of five, Elira made a dead flower bloom in her hands. At seven, she whispered to the wind, and it answered. At ten, she healed a wound on her mother’s arm simply by touching it. Her family’s fear grew with each passing year. They did not see a daughter, a sister. They saw a curse. Then, when Elira was thirteen, something happened that changed everything. A boy from the village—one who had tormented her for years, throwing stones and calling her “witchspawn”—fell from a tree and broke his leg. The bone jutted through his skin, his screams echoing through the hills. Elira, acting on instinct, ran to him. She laid her hands on his leg, her power surging like a wave. The bone snapped back into place. The wound closed. He was healed. But instead of gratitude, there was terror. The boy’s mother shrieked. Villagers came running. They saw what she had done, what she was. “Witch,” they whispered. “Monster.” By nightfall, her family had packed their belongings and fled the village, leaving behind the only home they had ever known. They wandered from town to town, never staying in one place too long. Her parents blamed her for their misfortune, for their suffering. They cursed her magic, wished it had never been born within her. But when Elira turned eighteen, everything changed again. A wealthy businessman came to their town, looking for a wife. He was powerful, rich beyond imagination—a man who could lift them from poverty. And he wanted a woman who was pure, untouched, innocent. Elira’s parents saw an opportunity. “She is a blessing,” her mother told him, forcing a smile. “A gift from the heavens.” Elira said nothing. She had learned long ago that the world would never see her for what she truly was. And so, she was given away to a man who believed he had married a saint—when in truth, he had married a witch.

TRIGGER WARNING : R19+ / Mature Content What they expected when Holy Azarese Elyzena was born was a daydream. She is the third lady descended in a patrilineal lineage; it is her fate to become the next Empress after her mother. However, when Empress Siofra never opened her eyes again after giving birth to her, that is when they know she is another nightmare. Holy Azarese Elyzena was born with sinister curses; all bring death. No one could dare touch her, afraid to meet their end. Her father despised her for taking the love of his life from him. Her brothers avoided her. Her family cannot even look at her. She acted cutely; she tried being clumsy, she did everything to get an ounce of their affection, but they never gave her any, not even a drop. "Father, I did not ask to be born!" she sobbed pitifully in front of her father, who only glared at her with contempt. Since then, she became desperate until she became the person she never wanted to be. She never asked to be born, and she never asked to be born again. She only wanted to end her suffering. So why, when she opened her eyes, was she back to the time she was born? With the second chance given to her, will she avoid becoming the wicked Empress again, or will she drop her crown and choose which path to take?

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.

A vida de Rain Clayton toma um rumo inesperado quando ela destrói o carro do seu namorado infiel, só para descobrir que não era dele — pertencia a um estranho. Para piorar a situação, ela acidentalmente descobre que está casada com esse estranho, ninguém menos que Alexander Lancaster, o recluso Vice-Presidente e CEO do poderoso Grupo Lancaster. Criada em uma família que a maltratou e agora é pressionada pelo pai para se casar com o filho psicopata do prefeito, Rain vê esse casamento surpresa como uma bênção disfarçada. Após anos de sofrimento, parece que os céus finalmente tiveram piedade dela, presenteando-a com um marido bilionário e bonito — um homem implacável com seus inimigos e exatamente o que ela precisa para escapar das garras de sua família. Mas há um grande problema: Alexander quer um divórcio imediato. Determinada a mantê-lo, Rain propõe um acordo para estender o casamento, sob os termos dele. Agora tudo que ela tem que fazer é convencê-lo a mantê-la para sempre... Algumas semanas se passaram desde o casamento surpresa... “O que você está fazendo?” Rain explodiu, seus olhos arregalados enquanto observava Alexander rastejar para a cama dela. “Cumprindo deveres conjugais,” ele respondeu com um sorriso casual. “Você não pode dormir aqui! Isso vai contra o nosso contrato!” “Não estou quebrando,” Alexander disse, dando de ombros. “O contrato especifica que você cumprirá todos os deveres de esposa, exceto compartilhar minha cama. Não diz nada sobre eu não cumprir os deveres de marido, incluindo compartilhar sua cama.” A situação havia mudado, e parecia que ela já não era a única no controle...

Em um universo onde os limites entre o divino e o mortal se desvanecem, Midoki, um ser de poder incalculável, desperta para um destino que desafia o próprio tecido da realidade. Dotado da Habilidade Espiritual Shinrei, uma energia que lhe confere controle absoluto sobre as leis do cosmos, ele é um guerreiro cuja existência se equilibra entre criação e destruição. No entanto, após despertar, Midoki sacrifica seu próprio corpo para pôr fim a uma batalha e dar origem a todo o universo. Mais tarde, ele reencarna como humano, embora ainda retenha seus poderes, embora em uma escala reduzida. Agora, ele precisa enfrentar sua nova realidade e recuperar as memórias de seu passado, enquanto reúne aliados para impedir os planos de Lúcifer de reviver o Caos, uma força que, há muito tempo, trouxe dor e sofrimento a todas as raças quando estava sob o domínio de Arthur Pendragon. No entanto, um destino trágico o aguarda ao final de sua jornada. Conforme as peças do destino se encaixam, Midoki se vê diante de uma escolha inevitável, uma que transcende sua própria existência. Para enfrentar a ameaça definitiva e impedir que o Caos consuma toda a criação, ele deverá ascender além de sua humanidade e se tornar um Divino Espírito Eminente. Ao abandonar o que ainda restava de sua humanidade, Midoki abraçará um novo propósito, tornando-se uma entidade absoluta, capaz de reescrever as leis da realidade. Contudo, essa ascensão pode ter um preço que nem mesmo ele está preparado para pagar… Wiki: https://the-eminent-divine-spiriit.fandom.com/pt-br/f Main Theme: https://youtu.be/hA3QhgDr9MA?si=8MUC_j7UkjvlMtYL

Joonwoo stood there, frozen in despair, as the King of North India dragged his daughter away from him. he saw the tears streaming down her face, and he felt his own eyes welling up with tears. As he watched, helpless, the King of North India grasped his daughter's arm and pulled her away, his face twisted in anger. The Princess of North India stumbled, her feet struggling to keep up with her father's pace. he felt a surge of rage and desperation. he wanted to rush forward, to grab the Princess of North India and pull her back into his arms. But he was frozen in place, unable to move or speak. As the King of North India dragged his daughter away, he felt a sob rise up in my throat. he tried to hold it back, but it was no use. The sob burst forth, and he felt tears streaming down my face. he stood there, crying like a child, as the Princess of North India disappeared from view. he felt like his heart was being ripped from my chest, like he was losing the only person he had ever truly loved. His father's voice was distant, a vague echo in his mind. "Joonwoo , come," he said, his father's hand on his shoulder. "We must leave." But he couldn't move. he was rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed on the empty space where the Princess of North India had last stood. he felt like he was drowning in a sea of despair, like he would never find my way back to the surface. Jun Joonwoo( king of half of the korea , Bukhan to Deagu )

Screams. Wails. Cries. Sobs. Regrets. Punishments. Sufferings. Pain. Pain. And Pain. Hell reeks of those smells. Scratchy and dark? Emotionless and screeching like nails on a chalkboard? I smirk. You poor little, clueless souls. Tall slender, wearing a red silk suit; his eyes have pure darkness. Stare at me, and I will get you to tell me what you desire; the words spoken in a deep, soft tone make the hair stand up at the back of your neck. He has tried to make people believe that darkness and evil are all myths. That way, he lures them to his dungeon and Grins at their pain and blood splattering all over the floor as the rats feast on the remains of the dead bodies. His dark eyes mislead you into trusting him and make you feel like it's the safest place to be. Lucifer brings fear into others just by the whisper of his name. He walks across the dungeon as his slaves plead for death; the anticipation of the unimaginable makes their hearts race with fear. Lucifer Morningstar turned his son into a demon.”Love has no boundaries.” Joshua and his sister both have secrets, and the only person who knows the secret is buried six feet under. Lucifer's enemies never live long enough to tell the tale, and being the most feared and cruel person on earth makes his family a constant target. “You were a heartless asshole, and now your family will pay dearly for the lives you have ruined.” consequences of his actions will lead to death, and death will bring darkness and chaos, “You took my family; now I will make you all suffer.” Prison has turned him into the monster that he became. The shadows and tales you have heard are all actual; the bedtime stories that were read to him as a child were not just a story but a sign to prepare him for the future. Evil will always follow you wherever you go.”Dwell, but don’t dwell too far and be away for long; my shadow will draw you back to where you belong, “It's either with me, or you are dead.” The more you fight it, the weaker you become; walk carefully and look back. Those shadows aren't ordinary. It's your enemies within you, “I will trail you, I will call you, and I will kill you if you dare to ignore me.” “You feel weak as I watch your blood drip to the concrete ground; there is no giving up, for you have lives to save. “That’s enough, dad; now it's our turn.” “Your turn?” He laughs as his kids are locked in a cell; Joshua and Tiffany have had enough. It's time they go up against their father. At first, he laughs, then realizes he underestimated his own kids. “Who will get the last laugh now? Father.” “Will we love you enough to spare you? Darkness is within us; your suffering will make you heartless and merciless. We have suffered enough; now it's your turn. Father” “You have spilled enough blood, and I will stop you even if it takes everything within me; I am nothing like you.” “Your Perfect life was not so perfect, especially if you had to protect the girl you love against your father.” Welcome to Dark honor. ”A quick death is more pleasurable than being in the presence of Lucifer Morningstar.”

"HER SECRET IS A KEY FOR HIM." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She's hiding her identity, and he's finding his parents. She's a spy, and he's a business tycoon. How did they meet? What happened to them after their first meeting? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ann is alive, Granny!" John exclaimed, embracing his grandmother with a surge of joy that filled the room with warmth. John squeezed Granny Ria tightly, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing around him. Tears glistened in her eyes as she clung to him, grappling with the weight of a truth she could scarcely bear to share. 'How can I possibly tell you, John?' Granny Ria worried silently. As John released his grandmother, his gaze darted to the living room, where two faces he recognized yet barely recognized stared back at him. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated the tension in the air. Memories flooded back—joyful teenage years brimming with laughter and love from his parents. But now, the happiness he once knew was eclipsed by a tightly clenched fist, his knuckles pale and tense. He turned sharply to Granny Ria, a fierce determination in his eyes. "Why are they here? I told you, Granny, I don’t want to see them!" he demanded, his voice echoing with unresolved pain. Granny Ria raised a hand, yearning to comfort her grandson, but he recoiled, knowing her allegiance would tilt towards her son and his wife. "Why the hell have you come back? You always show up right as I find my happiness! Just leave me alone!" John shouted, anger seeping from every word. His mother's eyes glistened with unspoken sorrow as she longed to reach out to him, to embrace him before he could push her away again, fearing he would reject her for the fact she sat in a wheelchair. With a heavy step, John’s father rose from the sofa and approached his son, who had shut his eyes tightly, emotion crashing over him like a wave. In a moment that evoked both fear and tenderness, John’s father enveloped him in a fierce hug. John, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotion, broke down, sobs pouring out like the rush of a storm. For the first time in years, he cried like a child, his father’s hand soothingly rubbing his back, a faint hope kindling in their shared moment. The day stretched endlessly for the Evans family, heavy with unspoken words and fractured bonds. After what felt like an eternity of tears, John blinked away the remnants of his grief and turned to his father, desperation in his voice. “Ann?” His father met his gaze, flooded with helplessness and compassion. Frozen in place, John surveyed the people who surrounded him—his father, mother, and beloved grandmother. Words escaped him as he turned and walked away, each step echoing the weight of his heart. The air hung thick with unspoken truths, and the night was just beginning. Stay tuned to know what happens next. ~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••••••••~~~~~~~~~~~~ MY OTHER BOOKS:- ~ Loving You With Everything I Have ~ Queen Of Darkness ~~~~~~~~~~~•••••••••••••~~~~~~~~~~~~

Após uma vida de poucas conquistas e repleta de arrependimentos, Vanitas recebe uma segunda chance ao reencarnar como um bebê em um mundo onde magia e espadas fazem parte do cotidiano. Determinado a deixar seu passado para trás, ele abraça essa nova chance, vivendo com uma trupe itinerante de artistas da corte. Entre apresentações e jornadas por novas terras, Vanitas aprimora seu talento nato para o alaúde, mas é na magia que seu verdadeiro poder desperta. Sob a tutela da poderosa Arcanista Marceline, ele mergulha nos segredos da simpatia, a arte mágica que, desde o início, acendeu seu desejo de invocar o vento. No entanto, o destino de Vanitas toma um rumo inesperado quando cruza caminho com o enigmático grupo Sombraim, cujos segredos ocultos trazem à tona verdades sombrias sobre o mundo e sobre sua própria reencarnação. Em busca de respostas, Vanitas parte em uma jornada por terras desconhecidas, onde cada nova descoberta o arrasta ainda mais profundamente para os segredos esquecidos da história. Ao longo do caminho ele encontra aliados improváveis, constrói amizades inquebráveis e se apaixona... mas o que realmente aguarda em seu destino é algo que supera tudo isso. Com a chance de mudar o mundo em suas mãos, Vanitas precisa decidir entre seguir o caminho das revelações ou se perder nos laços do amor e da amizade. O peso dessa escolha pode mudar para sempre o curso de sua vida — e a de todos ao seu redor.

No coração de um império repleto de intrigas e cultivadores poderosos, Feng Lian Bai Zhen, um jovem herdeiro do Clã Feng, carrega o peso de um destino marcado pelo fogo da tragédia. Criado sob a sombra de um irmão exemplar, sua vida muda drasticamente quando um momento de imprudência o leva a uma armadilha mortal. Testemunhando a queda de seu irmão diante de inimigos implacáveis, Bai Zhen é forçado a encarar uma cruel realidade: força não é apenas um privilégio, mas a única moeda de sobrevivência. Entre guerras silenciosas entre clãs, ambições ocultas e segredos ancestrais, ele trilhará um caminho de sangue e determinação. A chama de seu destino queimará intensamente... Mas será para iluminar ou consumir tudo ao seu redor?

Brielle is one of the few female hunters at the association. Dealing with useless trainees every six months, she has a low tolerance for bullshit. She no longer believes in love, and nothing will change her mind after what happened to her. She believes that the only thing she can love and trust is her job, where she helps protect the defenceless by killing those who use their abilities to get everything they want. Hunting is a thrill that she enjoys more than life itself. Having a minimalist life, the only thing at home she cherishes is her painting. A vampire that refuses to choose a partner for his sister. Ketan will do anything to protect his loved ones, even kill those that threaten his livelihood. Usually, he is calm, gentle, and collected. He stays hidden away from everyone when he does not want anything to do with individuals until the day he is captured and locked away in a dungeon. After that moment, his life changed for good. Cursing the blood that he drinks, Ketan fights against the pull of drinking more blood from the person that donated the blood. An Excerpt from the book: Brielle throws her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I did not know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiled and accepted her hug. “I am sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew that this was going to happen and be as painful as it was.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think that you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You will not be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Pushing her away before losing control. Ketan moves away from her weakly. “Stay back. I am not in control of myself right now. You should not even be here right now. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds his hand out to stop her from coming closer to him. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago; now you are you pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you.” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you. I am not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I will harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It is a deadly thing to tempt fate once again.” Brielle continues to walk into the deep dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I have trusted others. I know that you will not kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other in her hair, pulling off the right exposing her neck. Slowly he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts to drink her blood deeply, but as he drank, he slowly stopped and lifted his face up, crying while holding Brielle against his body crying. Blood leaking from the bite marks while some drips down his chin. Her body was being held up by Ketan, and her eyes were now closed. Her body seemed lifeless in his arms. She started to slide forward as a deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess style in his lap, rocking back and forth. Crying fresh tears.

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

At the Orphanage "I like you." Her eyes widened. "But I don’t—" He cut her off, his grin widening. "I LIKE YOU! I LIKE YOU AND..." He paused dramatically, locking eyes with her before leaning in once more. "And I like to irritate you." Yadhana’s glare could have burned through walls. Yuvaa chuckled. "And you look cute when you're angry." Before she could explode, he playfully pinched her cheeks. "Ugh! You're such a buffalo!" she snapped, turning away. Yuvaa, ever the troublemaker, called after her. "Well, if I’m a buffalo, then you’re the buffalo’s best friend!" She froze in her tracks, fists clenching. "I am NOT your friend!" "You are," he teased. "I AM NOT!!" "YOU ARE MY BESTEST FRIEND!" That was the final straw. Fueled by rage, Yadhana stormed toward him, eyes blazing. "I AM NOT! I AM NOT AND—" Before she could finish, Yuvaa suddenly leaned in and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek. "You are. Until our last breath, you’re mine." And with that, he bolted, knowing full well that if he stayed, he'd be dead meat. Fourteen Years Later A scream shattered the silence. "Please leave me alone! Please don’t do this to me… I beg you… please!!!" Yuvaa’s eyes shot open. That voice—he knew it instantly. "Yadhana." Heart pounding, he rushed toward her. She was curled up in the corner, trembling, tears streaming down her face. When he placed a hand on her shoulder, she recoiled violently. "Yadhana, what’s wrong?" he asked gently. "Please… don’t touch me… I beg you," she sobbed, her voice raw with terror. A lump formed in his throat. What happened to you, Yaad? "It’s me, Yuvaa," he whispered, tilting her chin to meet his gaze. But as soon as he said her name, her expression twisted in anguish. "Don’t call me that name!" she snapped. "Yaad—" "DON’T!!! CALL!!! ME!!! BY!!! THAT!!! NAME!!!" she screamed, her body shaking violently. Yuvaa flinched but nodded. "Alright… I won’t." She clung to him suddenly, sobbing into his chest. "Please don’t leave me with him, Pa… I’m scared… I don’t want to be with him… please don’t leave me…" Pain stabbed through his heart. He held her tighter. "I won’t leave you, Yadhana. I promise." But just as quickly, she shoved him away. "No… no… you’re lying! You’re going to leave me with him!" she cried, eyes darting around in panic. "Yaad, what are you—" "DON’T CALL ME BY THAT NAME!" she shrieked again, her voice hollow, broken. Yuvaa inhaled sharply. "Okay… okay… just breathe, Yadhana." She turned to him then, her gaze sharp and piercing. "Don’t come near me, Pa. I’m not the Yadhana you once knew. I’ve become a monster… I’m no longer the girl you remember." Without hesitation, he pulled her into his arms again. "None of that matters to me. You are not a monster, Yadhana. You’re an angel. No matter what you’ve been through, you’re still you." Tears glistened in her eyes. "You’re lying…" she whispered. He answered with a kiss. For the first time in years, she stilled. As sleep finally took over, Yuvaa gently laid her on the bed, brushing a few stray strands of hair from her face. He pulled a chair beside her, his fingers lightly running through her hair as he watched over her. His jaw tightened. Who hurt you, Yadhana? Why are you carrying this pain alone? Memories of the past flashed in his mind—the day her own sister slapped her, the silent suffering in her eyes, the wounds she never spoke of. He clenched his fists. If you won’t tell me… I swear, I’ll find out myself. And when I do, I won’t let them get away with it. Yuvaa exhaled sharply, his resolve hardening. "I don’t care who they are—family or not. No one will ever hurt you again. Not while I’m here." Leaning closer, he whispered softly, "I swear, my angel… I will protect you. Always."

"THE WORLD IS GOING TO END IN THE NEXT 1 HOUR." That’s it. No explanations. No solutions. Just a death sentence for the entire planet. And with those words, the world went mad. Screams filled the streets. Cars crashed, fires raged, prayers turned into sobs. People begged, fought, held onto the ones they loved—while others ran, desperate for one last chance to be with the person that mattered most. Karan was in Lonavala. Supriya was in Mumbai. Two hours apart. But they had only one. The roads were jammed, the world was falling apart, but he didn’t care. He had to get to her. If it meant running until his legs gave out, stealing a bike, dodging through riots and flames—so be it. He just wanted to see her. One last time. And Supriya? She wasn’t going to wait. If he was running to her, she would run to him. Even if it was impossible. Even if time was against them. They weren’t trying to escape the end. They weren’t trying to survive. They just wanted to reach each other. To hold each other. Just once. Before everything disappeared. One hour. A dying world. Two people fighting against time itself. Will they make it? Or will the end come before they do? The countdown has begun.

Discord: https://discord.gg/2pp2DermTh A remake of another novel I created. Kazuki Takumi Amagiri was always a kid with a troubling life, abusive parents, poverty, being bullied at school you know the usual sob story that probably goes in a documentary for the early life of a serial killer or something. Throughout his life he's always wondered if maybe the reason world hates him was because he had the audacity to exist. But through a series of events he met his best friend and was introduced to a series of games where he found his spark of resilience to carry on in life in a character named Markus one of the main antagonists of the book. And ten years later he's a university student, dormmates with his best friend and is just about to finish getting his degrees. He'd also just finished playing the third installment in a his favorite video game franchise All was going well in life, things were looking up until in one cruel twist it was over, no fanfare, no "going out with a bang", Kazuki's life just fizzled out like a candle in the wind. Curiously though, Kazuki's story was not over as he found himself in the body of "Markus" at the start of his story. How will this strangely ironic twist of fate change the world at large? And more importantly how will it change our main character?

Em uma tarde tranquila na casa do avô, Adiel, um jovem curioso e sonhador, descobre uma porta secreta sob um tapete antigo que o transporta para Eldoria, um mundo mágico repleto de árvores majestosas e flores vibrantes. Ao adentrar esse novo reino, Adiel se depara com a presença intrigante de elfos, que o observam com curiosidade. Lara, uma elfa de cabelos prateados, acolhe Adiel em Aurora e o ajuda a entender que sua chegada não foi por acaso. A partir desse momento, Adiel embarca em uma jornada emocionante cheia de desafios e descobertas, onde seu destino se entrelaça com o futuro deste mundo encantado.

Em um reino onde a magia é reverenciada e temida, um jovem chamado Kael descobre que possui um poder sombrio único e formidável que o diferencia dos outros. Nascido durante um raro evento celestial, as habilidades de Kael se manifestam em sombras que podem distorcer a realidade e manipular as mentes das pessoas ao seu redor. No entanto, seu presente tem um preço alto, pois chama a atenção de implacáveis ​​caçadores de bruxas determinados a erradicar qualquer um que exerça magia negra. À medida que Kael aprende a controlar seus poderes, ele se encontra em fuga, evitando constantemente a perseguição implacável dos caçadores de bruxas. Na sua busca por compreensão e controlo, ele encontra Lux, deusa da luz e da sabedoria, que vê nele potencial, apesar da escuridão que exerce. Sob sua orientação, Kael embarca em uma jornada de treinamento que o leva a enfrentar seus demônios interiores e as implicações morais de suas habilidades. Ao longo do seu treinamento, Kael navega em um mundo cheio de traições, alianças e a ameaça constante dos caçadores de bruxas. Ele aprende que o poder pode corromper e que a linha entre o bem e o mal costuma ser confusa. À medida que fica mais forte, Kael deve decidir entre abraçar sua herança sombria ou superá-la, o que acabará levando a um confronto climático com os caçadores de bruxas que determinará o destino do seu mundo. "O Escolhido das Trevas" é uma história de autodescoberta, a luta entre a luz e as trevas e a coragem de forjar o próprio destino diante de adversidades esmagadoras.

The war against Voldemort made many people filled with despair. Many people lost their partners, friends, teachers etc. But what would have happened if a soul from another world took birth in this Earth filled with magic, with an aim to correct all those mistakes, with a determination to save all the innocent souls and a slight idea to bring Dumbledore and Grindelwald back together. What if Argus Filch started using magic to hunt Voldemort along with his partner a flying black panther named Mrs. Norris? What if Professor Snape was scolded by his mother for deducting Gryffindor points? What if Newt is confused with the decreasing number of fantastic beasts in his suitcase? What if a certain royal elf queen missed her godson? What if the royal dwarf family ran out of ideas for designing mechas? What if the Atlantean royal family wanted to enter the stock market of the surface world? After all what's the fun if you can't bring back Harry's Parents and Ariana Dumbledore back. Read the story to follow the naughty soul in his all his mischievous endeavors. Note : A Fan fiction on the Harry Potter and Fantastic Beasts movies with a little garnishing of the author's whimsical ideas. :-P

Lívia, Estudante de astronomia, encontra Elian, um ser celestial preso entre mundos. Uma paixão floresce, enquanto uma sombra cósmica ameaça destruir tudo. Sob o véu da eternidade, o amor e o sacrifício travam uma batalha épica pelo destino do universo.

Estou fazendo um rework na obra, pretendo continua-lá! Logo mais terá novos capítulos. [24/11/2024] [Português: Sinopse] Reencarnado como Khargas, um jovem órfão em uma humilde vila tribal, ele carrega dentro de si as memórias de sua vida passada como Selermonis, o lendário rei mais poderoso que o mundo já conheceu. Agora, em um corpo juvenil e cercado por um mundo selvagem e espiritualmente conectado ao Éter, Khargas se depara com novos desafios que testarão não apenas sua força, mas também sua sabedoria. Sob a orientação de Judith, uma enigmática xamã, ele descobre que o Éter — a energia vital que permeia todas as coisas — é a chave para moldar sua nova existência. Contudo, em meio a feras implacáveis, conflitos tribais e uma força sombria que ameaça tudo ao seu redor, Khargas terá de encontrar um equilíbrio entre o imenso poder de sua antiga vida e a pureza de sua nova jornada. Será que ele conseguirá enfrentar os espectros de seu passado para reescrever seu destino e alcançar o verdadeiro potencial de sua reencarnação? "O Reino Tribal" é uma jornada épica de redenção, magia, batalhas e autodescoberta em um universo repleto de mistérios ancestrais. [English: Synopsis] Reincarnated as Khargas, a young orphan in a humble tribal village, he carries within him the memories of his past life as Selermonis, the legendary most powerful king the world has ever known. Now, in a youthful body and surrounded by a wild world and spiritually connected to the Aether, Khargas faces new challenges that will test not only his strength, but also his wisdom. Under the guidance of Judith, an enigmatic shaman, he discovers that the Aether — a life-giving energy that permeates all things — holds the key to shaping his new existence. But amidst relentless beasts, tribal conflicts, and a dark force that threatens everything around him, Khargas will have to find a balance between the immense power of his former life and the purity of his new journey. Can he face the specters of his past to rewrite his destiny and reach the true potential of his reincarnation? "The Tribal Kingdom" is an epic journey of redemption, magic, battles and self-discovery in a universe filled with ancient mysteries. (Warnings! The novel Contains Violence, Death, Heavy Themes, And Blood!) [Sorry For The English, I Used Google Translate] =============================== Os Nomes E Pessoas São Todas Fictícias Para Fazer A Trama Da História. (Avisos: A Novel Contém, Violência, Morte, Temas Pesados, E Sangue!) {Novel Totalmente Criada Por Mim: A Obra Está Em Construção} Conta Oficial Do Instagram: @SichaBrother ===============================

Em uma vila isolada e regida por tradições rígidas, Dalan e Sylvia, os primeiros gêmeos a nascerem nesse lugar, são marcados como amaldiçoados. Após o sacrifício de seus pais, executados em nome de uma purificação imposta pelo líder da vila, os gêmeos crescem sob o peso da desconfiança e crueldade dos habitantes. Dalan, agindo como protetor para sua irmã, enfrenta um ambiente hostil desde jovem, lutando contra o estigma que lhe foi atribuído. No entanto, a cada passo, ele se depara com os segredos sombrios da vila e de sua própria existência, conectados por algo muito maior do que ele poderia imaginar.

Em um vilarejo suspenso sobre a água, onde herdeiros de pescadores moravam e trabalhavam, Heitor, um homem de 29 anos e filho de um dos principais líderes do vilarejo, que pela velhice de seu pai, começou a liderar e ajudar o povo sobre a pesca e as vendas. Seu pai havia lhe ensinado tudo que sabia, mas a migração de sereias e tritões de vilarejos vizinhos o fez precisar aprender mais do que seu pai havia lhe ensinado, transformando aquilo um desafio, tanto pra ele, quanto pra população para se acostumar e se familiarizar com a chegada desses novos seres que nadavam sob seus pés. (Capa editada do desenho original de Orsob, no Tumblr)

Lu Siyan just wanted a normal life. Instead, he got a Simulator forcing him into deadly trials and Su Luqi, a Trickster who’s playing him for a fortune. One minute she’s a taxi driver with a sob story, the next she’s a seductive siren offering him the family he craves – all in exchange for a cut of his ten million dollar lottery win. But Luqi has more than money on her mind. As she weaves her web of deceit, peeling off masks both literal and metaphorical, Lu Siyan must decide: Is she his ticket to happiness, or a one-way trip to ruin?