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Funny Club

Belmont Chronicle

What are the pros and the cons of regressing back in time? Pros: Certainly, sure, you have a second chance. Another opportunity to fight for survival, to somehow win against the damned pest invaders, and to save the ones that you couldn’t before. But cons: It’s just impossible. Why even bother? The twin, Azia and Cyril Belmont have two completely different opinions on this matter. For Azia, this whole thing is a miracle. It isn’t just a second life for her, but for everyone on earth to once again fight for their survival. And this time, she will win. She will make sure of it. What kind of idiot would turn this down? As for Cyril, he just wonders why the fuck is he even here. How the hell is he supposed to change anything that would stop the earth from crumbling away? What? Is randomly turning left instead of going right on a sunny day would somehow miraculously stop the damn sky from tearing apart?? And who the fuck is responsible for this!? They certainly don’t have any answers. *** Author note: This story has two protagonists and will be told from both point-of-views, so the first few chapters might be a little long and rocky as some information might be repeated. But I promise it’s not going to be much, just give me some time to sort out the writing style and world’s building. Later on, they will embark on two different journeys that will make this writing approach more smooth and convenient, maybe, probably. Also, I’m very new to writing so please feel free to comment and help out this author-nim out. That’s all, enjoy the read!
Funny_HannibaL · 4.4K Views

Eminent Shadows:The Trilogy

This story contains Elemental magic and mysteries to come! Updates 1 chapter a day —There was a shout, and I turned to see we were surrounded by a couple dozen men dressed fully in black. “Who are you!?” Clay called to them. I pushed forward till I was standing beside him. “We are the shadows..” I stared at them. “We have come for our revenue!” The man who was speaking had a voice that was airy, almost like he wasn’t real. “We have done nothing to you!” I called out. “Have you not?“ there as an echo of high pitched chuckles. “You dirt, stole our master and brought him into this world before you killed his father.” I was lost. I couldn't tell what he was even talking about. “What master? What is his name?” I asked in a loud voice, fighting to make it sound strong. “Leonurus! He is a master of shadows, and a master of darkness.” “And how did we take him?” The man chuckled again. “You are one to talk, greedy woman, you are the one who stole him!.” He pointed at me. “What is he talking about, is he from that other world?” I shook my head. “Your cursed spells, you try to deny it!” I stepped forward away from the huddled group behind me. “I have never messed with the darkness!” He stared at me. “You are the one that took him away through birth.” It hit me and I flinched, the baby! “I don’t know where he is.” I finally said after a second. PS: There are many different POVs but only one main couple in each vol -NOT A HAREM-
not_funny · 67.7K Views

My Obsessed Billionaire Stepbrothers

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?
naansiringson · 157.8K Views
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