Grunts

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

Genre: Space, Doting, Farming, Time travel, Healing Synopsis: Xu Linyue from the 21st century crossing over with the heavenly space soul penetration to a 5 year old farmer's girl, originally thinking of living in a peaceful life, and didn't want to be spoiled by her family in this life! She resolutely plans to take her family out of poverty and embark on a glorious path to wealth! Vegetable greenhouses are set up, and the grape wine is famous far and wide. It is easy to make money, but thanks to the spiritual spring water in the space, she can do some good things to benefit the neighbors. "Have you all heard? The 3rd Prince actually chose a peasant girl as his royal consort!" A noblewoman viciously said "a countryside from the mud leg, no money, no power, how can be worthy of the 3rd Prince, can't even read a few words, I'm not convinced! I don't like it either!" Qibao grunted in her heart and casually offered a masterpiece, and the crowd was stunned. Later they realized that Qibao was not only the younger sister of the new scholar, but also the one who helped the 3rd prince to win the battle behind the scenes.

Twelve Tales Of Lust: A Dozen Cocks & Cunts - Series, Book 1. “Tell me, who owns this dripping needy p***y?” he growled, driving her wild with his fingers, her legs shaking as the pleasure hit hard “Answer me, Lina!” “You…” she cried ecstatically. “Not good enough.” He grunted, pushing her skirt higher and landing a stinging smack that made her gasp. “Say it like you mean it.” “You… you own every inch of it, Daddy. Please… please don’t stop.” He’s the alpha—dangerous, untouchable, and whispered to be gay because he’s refused to take a Luna. Forced to go undercover as a professor at the prestigious college he owns, he never expected to be consumed by the fiery, irresistible new student who walked into his class. What he doesn’t know is that she’s on a mission—to kill him. To her, he’s the dangerously sexy professor whose touch left her aching for more after their first forbidden encounter. To him, she’s the seductive temptress he can’t get out of his mind—the one with the curves that drive him mad with lust. But as their passion ignites into something uncontrollable, neither realizes the deadly secrets they’re hiding are about to explode. Once their true identities are revealed, will it destroy them both, or fuel an even more dangerous desire?

Hemera is rejected by her one true love Crane. After that, she finds out a big truth which the Crescent moon pack has been hiding all this while and she is determined to find out the truth at any cost. Even if it means marrying a complete stranger, Elpis Kane, alpha of blood moon pack. “You never know. I might be of help.” I looked at him and inhale. He is right. he might know him. Besides there is no harm in trying. He will not actually figure out what I want to do. He looked at him with a little smile and goodness, it was so convincing. “I am looking for a certain alpha. I want him to ask me for a dance.” I spoke. I saw his eyebrows rise with doubt and surprise. He put his hand behind him. “Why? if I may ask” “It’s complicated.” “Try me.” I looked at him and he smiled. Well, what do I have to lose? “Well, he is the only one who can help me find the people I am looking for. I heard he is the most powerful alpha and is well gifted and connected. So, I need him.” Said to him. For some reason I trusted this person even if I should not. But he seems calm and powerful. Not one to talk much but one to do a lot. “So, you are going to use him?” “Don’t make sound bad if not I will feel bad.” He laughed making me laugh as well. “Besides, I am not just going to use him. I will trade something in return.” “Hmm.” He nodded with a smile. Goddess what is wrong with me? I should be looking for Elpis not talking to this guy I haven’t even heard of. “So, what are you doing here? You are meant to be downstairs dancing with him” he smiled at me. “I know that.” I said and rolled my eyes. “I looked for me everywhere but I couldn’t find him. I was told he was going to me that this party that is why I bothered to come.” I told him. I was disappointed. “And what might be this might alpha’s name?” he asked me. I was a little bit hesitant. “You never know. I might just be the angel that will send you to him.” I wasn’t sure if I should tell him. But then I thought about it, he was right. What if he knew him or what if I could reach him through him? Besides I couldn’t sense anything bad about him and my senses are never wrong. “Elpis Kane.” I told him, “Elpis Kane. Alpha of blood moon pack.” I told him. The smile on his face immediately went away. He kept on nodding and that gave me some kind of hope that maybe he knows him personally. But he dashed my hopes. All he said was “Hmm” and I smiled. I just grunted and went downstairs. I went down the stairs thinking. I was already two steps down to the ballroom when I felt someone hold my hand. I turn and I saw the same man. This time he had his mask on. “A dance you want? A dance you will get wolf.” He said with a small smile.

"My dear baby, look at what time it's; hurry up, or else we will be late." She answered back as she gulped some milk before glancing at the watch on her wrist. " Mother..." He pouted his lips sulking, he was spoilt and pampered the most among the three of them. " All right, all right.. stop whining and come over here.." he was the youngest one and his health has been complicated since birth since they were born prematurely, and had spent rather a better amount of time in the hospital that's why his health wasn't favorable. She lightly tapped on the vacant dining chair next to hers signaling him to shift over to get closer. Su Tang hastily climbed off his chair scurried over to the said chair and settled down beside his mother eying her either his puppy eyes that were adorably blinking, Su Mao bent over and carefully pecked his cheeks adoringly. "I love you, momma, you are the best." He cheered up before he heartily began having his breakfast. He had a special diet that was specifically meant for him due to health complications. "Mother.. you are being biased, this is total biasness you are doing momma.." Su Ting pouted her lips feeling aggrieved as her cheeks puffed out, why couldn't she also receive her kisses this early morning? they were all her babies, right? "Finish up first then I will give you a big one inside the car... Didn't you just say you are getting late?" She smiled brushing her off, she might be pouting and whining her lips but she was a deadly snake hiding in that childish face of hers. But deep down in her heart she knew that she had been treating them all equally, it's just that Su Tang was a bit dependent on her. "Humph..!" She grunted coldly ignoring her mother as she took her breakfast. They finished up before getting inside a low-key Mercedes Benz which had tinted glasses, and the body was painted black. She softly mumbled out while buckling her safety belt. "Rule number one" "Fasten the safety belt.." They echoed all together in response while doing exactly what they were supposed to. They hurriedly fastened their safety belts, Su Ting always sat on the passenger's seat while the boys sat down in the backseat. "Rule number two" Su Mao was done fastening her safety belt and now, she had switched the engine on. "Greet people in the car..." They echoed together as they began greeting themselves shaking hands. "It's good to have manners and greet your elders when possible so long as they respect you...." Su Mao never pressured them in any way, she gave them freedom, and at the same time, she let them be children as she never got to do that in her life. It was the most important phase in a child's life, she wouldn't deprive them of that. "Rule number three..." Su Mao twisted her head glancing at the boys in the back eying them, sometimes they were mischievous. "Geezzz mommy.. we have outgrown those rules, we are already so grown and big gentlemen...." Su Tong retorted back irritated, they were already this old but their mother treated them like one-year-old babies they were twelve years ago. ***************** Su Mao had just managed to occupy the Su company Presidential seat when she received a call from her half-sister... When she heard her voice, she understood that wherever she was, didn't have much time, thus she went over with the direction she had given her. Arriving there, her half-sister was on the brink of death and she had given birth to triplets... From being the Su company President to suddenly being a mom of triplets, with the sudden emergency, she had to make decisions... She was a young mom of three kids because she made a promise, but what kind of life awaits her? How would she manage to live her life fully after being driven out of the Su family and mansion? Was it worth sacrificing everything in the end?

Enzo climbed his way from a low-level grunt of the Pantheons of Damora guild to being a legend in the game. He was at the peak of his life when the VR game he was playing, Beast Evolution, had it’s first, and last, update. Revealed that the game was created as a tutorial for Earth, Enzo soon found out that Earth wasn't alone in the great multiverse and that soon the Apocalypse would start. Enzo stepped up to the challenge. He was crushed. Left with no other option, he activated a mysterious item that sent him back in time. Armed with the knowledge of the future, Enzo will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. But to do so, he has to forsake his humanity in the process. And become a race everyone else shunned as being the worst. He would have to become a Beast. === New Chapter EVERY DAY! (12:00 PM EST) === Join My Discord: https://discord.gg/RAfNjEGnEQ

[HIATUS] My name is [REDACTED]. I was just a normal, job-seeking guy who had just finished his undergraduate study and was hopeful of becoming a useful member of society. However, the job market in this current economy was quite harsh, and competition was at an all-time high. Thus... I remained unemployed for almost half a year. As usual, I was on a job hunting spree, hoping to finally find or land a job that would hire the poor me. However, fate had other plans for me... and I died, getting run over by a large truck. I thought I was dead, but... I soon woke up inside a test tube, surrounded by white-coated scientists in a dimly lit laboratory. I was confused, as I realized that my body, from head to toe, was covered with some sort of dark material that fit my skin quite tightly, as if I was wearing a skin-tight suit from a superhero comic. But... I wasn’t a superhero. “Good morning, Subject... No... Grunt No. 703.” I was just one of the supervillain's Grunts. Check out my P@treon.com/demonkingakuma

Argh." Adrian grunted as his throat was grabbed and he was shoved against the wall, as the person who was grabbing his throat applied pressure to his neck. "You fucking bastard! You dared to show your face in front of me again, huh?" Adrian' s eyes widened as he struggled, "Harlan, please listen to me. I am sorry, I am really sorry. "Sorry? You are fucking sorry? You filthy thief!" Harlan said as he let go of his neck and punched him across the face, "Sorry, I am sorry. I am really sorry, Harlan." Harlan smirked as he looked at him maniacally and said, "Sorry? Oh, you will be sorry; you will be very, very sorry."

Synopsis: Ahn Miyoung is a regular teen in her last year of her high school or so she thought until, she turned 17. The night of her 17th birthday, she was out with her friends to celebrate it in a karaoke room. After feeling a need to go the restroom, she found that her limbs were itchy and a lot hairy than she remembered. In here tipsy state, she ignores it and goes home. For the next few days, she was very confused as a lot of weird things keeps happening to her. Her body is hairy than a normal teen girl even when she shaves it more than regular, her appetite grew a lot, and she gets a strange urge on full moons. Amidst all this chaos happening in her life, Ahn Miyoung has a bigger problem now. The new kid keeps following her and says she smells delicious! “Get off me, you weirdo! What the he*k is wrong with you?!” Ahn Miyoung shoved the boy,who was a foot longer than her, with all her might. He wasn’t someone she can singlehandedly throw off her but, maybe the level of disgust she had towards him, gave her a new-found power. Choi Dohyun smirked at her lousy attempt to avoid him. He purred in his deep voice. “Baby girl, you should stop denying it now. I know you’re itching to pounce on me too.” He stroked her face with his hand, which got smacked by a now-red-with-fury Miyoung. Dohyun chuckled and his eyes changed. “You know what babe? I denied it at first too. But now this urge is too hard to supress. Plus, you’re not that bad. I can let you have a taste of me.” ‘This eccentric jerk!’ Ahn Miyoung kicked his shin and elbowed his stomach. Caught off guard, Choi Doyoung fell on the ground, clutching his abdomen, grunting in pain. “Mark my words Mr. Choi Dohyun. YOU. WILL. NEVER. SUCEED. IN. THIS. LIFE. OF. YOURS!!!!!” Ahn Miyoung smiled in victory as she saw her stalker on the ground, wincing in pain. But what she missed was the small smirk that spread on his face. “We’ll see about that Miyoung-ah.” This is my first fantasy novel. I like reding werewolfs but never thought I'll actually write one. I hope you all like my novel. Do support me if you guys like the story and I welcome positive critisim with open arms ans heart~~~ Thanks a lot for choosing to read AYAWT. P.S. : I created the cover using random pics online. The credit goes to original owners of the pics but this edit is mine.

The room was in disarray, with scattered panties, clothes, a pair of men's shoes, and a set of high-heeled lady's shoes strewn across the floor. On the bed, a clean white sheet was crumpled, evidence of heavy breaths and occasional grunts filling the room. It was clear that the couple was intimately engaged. A naked woman straddled a naked man, her hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Even without seeing her face, her smooth, flawless back and shapely curves revealed her undeniable beauty. As the lady's breath caught in her throat with each bounce, she whispered, "Do you love me more than your fat ugly wife?" In a strained voice that bordered on a groan, he replied, "Yes, I love you more than that fatty." "Will you divorce her for me?" she asked, her chest heaving with anticipation, beads of sweat trailing down her skin. "Yes, I'll divorce that ugly fatty and be with you," he answered, his impatience evident as he pulled her closer. Just then, the door creaked open, revealing a figure with an abundance of flesh and thick fingers grasping the door frame. Andrea Singers stood there, catching the adulterous couple in the act and hearing their confessions. Little did she know that after dedicating her career, heart, and body to her husband, providing him with the platform for his success, Valentine Anderson would not only betray her but also divorce her, casting her aside within a mere five years of their marriage.

——————————————————————————— A certain battle between a big bad wolf and a sly kitten: "Why are you- Don't threaten- my freaking CHASTITY!!!" "Well, I need a witness," the sly kitty replies. "Yeah but you DON'T need to BLACKMAIL ME!" "True, but wow I can't believe you're a vir-" "Ahem!" he glares at her. "? What's wrong with virtuous spirit beast?" A certain wolf's face turns red quickly. He attempts to grab the scroll in her hand. She hides it away, "Oy, even if you take it I can just draw another..." He grunts unhappily. 'Wait 'till I get my hands on you; I'll pay you back ten-million-fold!' …. A lovely innocent princess who has never stepped foot out of the palace knows more than those who've traversed the lands? The seal on the memories of her past life breaks, bringing experience and horror to her... Given a second chance at reshaping her life, she rules above all, playing with her 'toys', burning everyone with her spice, and keeping her distance from a certain big bad 'wolf' or was it a 'dog'? ——————————————————————————— Think author-san’s got the cover wrong? Read to find out. Cover credits: Goes to original artist. (I just edited it) Please notify me if you do not want you art here.

Amelia a young woman living a quiet life, suddenly finds herself thrust into a world of mystery and intrigue when she receives a dangerous request from her dad to marry a stranger. not knowing that he is a cold-hearted Mafia boss who doesn't care about anyone. Luca a dangerous mafia boss and CEO of a successful company doesn't care about anyone After a terrible accident that happened that took away the life of his parents and only sister, he became a mysterious and dangerous devil. He thrust at full speed, making the bed below grunt "uh-huh! he shouted "enjoy it sweetie" he snarled seductively "or else he whispered frowning tracing a straight line across my throat-otherwise meaning or your dead. this novel involves lots of sex scene if you are not comfortable please skip.

The last battle between the demonic army and the human army is over. Thousands of denizens and demons from the demonic army died during the final battle, leaving the demonic army with nothing but small numbers on its path.  Demonic Lord Franzen is outnumbered, outgunned, and running out of options. The remnants of his army's only hope on the last expedition are to find the legendary weapons before the last human offense dropped them down.  The eternal battle between humans and demons decisively takes a modern turn when the demonic army uses modern weapons left by now dead dragon guardian, Dalrazir. It’s a wild free-for-all, with the human forces struggling to deal with the remains of the demonic army.  However, the weapons come with their own curse, in the form of modern doctrines and ways of thinking. With modern solutions, come modern problems clashing with classic way of thinking, especially in a world that doesn't follow the Geneva Convention.  This is a story about a demonic lord, an ogre, a wolf denizen, and a goblin. Or we should say, the commander, the special forces, and the grunt. Follow their adventures as they brought civilizations back to their land as quirks and mishaps happen from the curse of modern weapons.  This human is the commander of the army? Take this TAC-50 .50 BMG rifle and do your thing with him.  A horde of undead skeletons are outside of the gate you say? Get the M1 Abrams main battle tank and squash them! What did you say? A dragon? Forget about your S-Class adventurers. Dispatch the F-15!

Secretary Andy asked Sky, "Miss. Sky, why do you come here often? What is so special about this place?" Sky looked at him and asked unemotionally, "Are you asking as a secretary or as... as an old friend?" Andy hesitated for a movement and answered, "A... A friend." and he looked forward to listening to her. After a minute of silence, "A few years back I came here with a guy, I was so happy to be with him here, I miss those laughter and smiles. Just standing beside him, and accompanying him was making me happiest and cheerful. I liked spending time with him. Was I too greedy?" She looked at him with an expectant look. Andy never expected Sky to be emotional. He tried to analyze what she said and he was dumbfounded by his thought. 'Was.. was it me?' He doesn't want to consider it. Excerpt: "Sky! Come here!" Arlo waved his hand to call her near controlling his surge of anger. Sky frantically shook her head and removed her heels seeing him coming towards her. He breathed out through his mouth slowly and asked patiently, "Who told you that I'm..." He gritted his teeth before saying, "Gay." 'I will make sure that person regrets all his life.' He thought to himself and looked at Sky. She climbed on the bed and moved towards another end of the room as she replied, "Didn't Dad say it in front of you about you and Ray?" It was a bombshell to his poor heart. He stared at her in disbelief. She was holding her heels and looked at him in horror. 'This dumb woman thought of me as gay from day one.' He was bewildered at his thought. "Sky! Let's sit and talk. Come here." Arlo called again, patiently. Sky shook her head hysterically, "I would have never allowed you in my room if I knew you are bis..." He didn't let her finish and grunted "Sky!" --- *** --- This is an original story. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin link tree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin Other novels: Livid Guardian's Endless Coddling The Traps of Black Swan His Devious Rule Crescent Crown: Quest of Love ^_^

Skylar is a emergent policewoman, who accepted the most famous murder case in the entire country. She has to catch a man whose identity, facial features, and body structure are unknown. The public only knows his criminal name: "Demon", accentuating even more his spiteful remorseless nature. Demon is a malicious mafia boss who killed, tortured, and deceived thousands of victims, and Skylar moves into his supposed hideout to sneak into his life undercover. Little did she know that she soon would discover she had something in common with such a psychopath, and the more time she spends with him the more her mind softens and the barrier over her heart shatters. But will she succeed in catching him and locking him in prison forever or will she end up being one of the numerous victims sunk in his charm? Abstract: “I hate you. I fucking hate you. How many times did I tell you that you have to stop being so violent?” He pulled his hair back and scoffed, annoyed by her words so full of anger and resigned, annoyed by the whole argument itself. Was she going to cause the umpteeth scene? “And you to keep hitting people as a beast! That guy had his whole face bruised! You promised me you would try to calm down and be less violent! Why would you hit that guy now?” “You would’t understand.” was his answer, he frowned his eyebrows and grunted at the memory of what that guy did. He would have hit him again, again until the anger and the memory wouldn’t let go of him. “Stop pretending you’re evil and cruel, stop pretending you don’t have a heart and you are clueless about other people. Stop being so fucking vile because I hate you when you act like that.” “I’m like that Madisyn. I’m that. You will never change me, you will never heal me nor fix me. I am this and people fear me for this. Everyone fears me.” “I don't fear you.” She took a step forward and exhaled out a heavy breath. “Why would you hit that guy Demon?” She asked this time more patiently and gently. “Because he dared to look at you, and talk about you. He said he would do bad things to you, he commented on your appearence and all the things he would do to you and I can’t even imagine something bad happening to you. If he dared to lay a hand on you. I would have killed him with a smile on my face.” Skylar closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I can defend myself on my own Demon.” She caressed his cheek gently. “I know you can.” his eyes enlightened of a red reflection, “but that’s my job. Nobody touches you.”

Sylas Sutton is the wicked wizard but he keeps losing against a dominant heroine with thick thighs and ravenous eyes. Still he's determined to overtake the kingdom and claim his rightful place on the throne. His pride won't allow him to bend the knee to a brutish woman. But each failure brings him closer to giving in and somehow bowing down begins to make his heart race. Emilia Vanis is the saviour of her nation. She's strong, heroic and pure of heart. It's her responsibility to take down evil. She especially enjoys bringing Sylas to his knees. Watching him grunt in pain and grimace in pride. She enjoys the bruises her hands make on him and how easily he'd break under her hands. How prettily he'd squirm against her. Maybe she's not so pure of heart after all.

"Michael," a grunt tire voice rang in a fiery hall of bones. At the far end of the hall is a man with dreaded boney hands chained by a green snake-like fire. "Lucifer," Michael stare at his Brother. "Haa… another one has fallen," the chilling howling of a crowd echoes. "Yesss… they are coming back home," dragging his voice as his red demonic eyes open staring at the White Robed Michael who has his wings hidden behind his back. "Farewell Brother, May Father see your sacrifice." Michael flapped his wings vanishing from the green Netherland filled with death and demons. "More souls are coming, must… endure……" Lucifer's eyes dimmed again, rest was the only luxury he have earn in bearing the responsibility. - Author Note: Hello! To those who blessed my writing with a few minutes of their time to scroll through. Thank you! I'm not a professional writer or even a native English speaker. I strive to bring you a vivid world where you can dream to sleep in.

"You belong to me!" A voice came from behind me. My faced creased "You what ?!" I turn around while closing my locker. "You're mine!" Eyes darkening, and mouth sneering. "I think not!" I Pushed passed him. Contact was short and brief but electrifying. Before I could think more him had me, had me. No grabbed me around the waist. Hulling me over his right shoulder. A small breathy gasp left my parted lips, sounding like a grunt as his shoulder walked on my hip as he strutted out the school building. There will defiantly be a bruise tomorrow. What a complete and utter arsehole.

Standing under the big chandelier, both of them stared at each other. The calmness of the church couldn’t conceal the cold atmosphere. The priests’ words ringed in her ears. She batted her eyelids of boredom as a small sigh escaped her lips. ‘For all the efforts I made to have you in my life, you called me a Villainess. But you never realized, all I ever wanted was a happy ending for you. I gave up. When I look back, I realized I never fought for you, and I never tried to be the happy ending for you. Now that I know, I will have you no matter what it takes.’ She thought to herself as she stared at his dark orbs. Her heart tingled with mixed feelings. She raised herself and pressed a kiss against his lips. His usually stoic expression was rather a sad one. His dimmed eyes fluttered with weird emotion. *** She was serious when she kissed the man she loved goodbye and that marked the start of a new journey for her. She was sure that this time, It was all going to end on a happy note for her. No drama, no hate. It was meant to be simple and sweet romance but expectations could only disappoint her. Instead of a new sweet romance she was brought back to the square one with her first love. Was she sure she had moved on? YES. *** Sang Qian sighed. “Ugh!” She let out an annoyed grunt. Before he could step away. She held the collar of his shirt and pulled his torso closer. Wang Zhao was careful of her moves. Her eyes had a cold glint in them. She leaned in, her acting bossy was something that made his heart skip a beat. She was so close to him that he was ready to kiss her. She brushed her lips against his. Their lips touched. He leaned forward to press them together but she leaned backwards. He paused and looked up. He saw her smirk. “You’re not the only one who can play with me..” she sighed. Wang Zhao held a sudden urge to take her down. He gulped the lump in his throat. [NO CLICHES & NO LONG BORING CHAPTERS GUARANTEED] Add it to your library!! Read my other book - Totally opposites? (Volume 1- free, with 134 chapters) completed.

During the First Age, When Titans and Gods Descended to Asteria, A Great War Shook it, And the Shadows of Chaos Stretched it's grasps to reap what was due. There Amidst the rupturing blood shed one stood, Deceived and tortured beyond comprehension by her brothers and sisters, Soul ablaze, Scarred from the betrayal of what was once promised, She gave no quarter nor mercy for she chose the path of perpetual torment. Here she found No peace neither A Shred of redemption for a terrible violence engulfed within, Blood boiling, Seeketh Vengeance as she Scourged the Plane of existence against those who had defiled her. Adorned by a Diadem of the Symbiote, She was to be Crowned the Queen of the Betrayer Gods, And those who had crossed against her plans, Befell from spite as their Existence would be silenced to the void, There all the abominations feared it, And those who had tasted her Wrath dared not to utter her name . . . For Hell hath no fury like a Woman Scorned. *** The whole edifice crackled, For a great evil has awakened within the tomb, There she was finally Removed from the shackles of eternal slumber, The Forbidden one whose name none dared to utter. As the Whole of all known races wouldn't be able to face her Spiteful reckoning, She Stood on top of the once Sealed Sarcophagus, In all her glory, Displaying her naked features to those who had freed her unintentionally. Her eyes traced them with interest, recollecting on the past on what manner of race she had encountered and created before. The silence was defining, the grave robbers become restless, for they feared that they have not known on what they have done. Through this the dazzling beautiful figure that gave an aura of death spoke. And with this their soul froze, body stiff from fear, as they regret ever coming down here, For their lives are now at stake as the powerful ancient said to them in a debauching tone. "Asterian . . . how delicious . . ." With out any form of Arsenals in their hands, The grave robbers could only scream in agonizing terror as the betrayed goddess lounges towards them at unimaginable acceleration. Forming a spider web of cracks on the Sarcophagus, Grabbing her first prey while they stood frozen in fear. As she took the Asterian Human by throat, she scanned them once again for they wore questionable clothing that was not reminiscent of her time. But that did hinder her disposition, As she smelled the fear of her prey by hands grasp. Urine and feces wafted her nasal cavities making her grunt in disgust and dissatisfaction. complaining with no choice. "Ughhh Disgusting Mortal you shan't have blessed me with such display of degenerating cowardice and relieving excrement for your maker has been starved with eons of hunger . . . But Tis shall maketh do." With this she clawed the poor man on his throat and took the lifeout of him by his spine, Ripping it from his wordly vessel, Blood gushed around the air, spilling itself on the floor, As she held his spine and presented it to onlookers that stood glued. Only to be left with the sight of their fellow to be greatly dismembered by a crazed cannibal, With his body on one hand and a lengthened bone on the other. While this went on, the lifeless body contracted into a pile of flesh as it was seen being eaten . . . no absorbed by this inhuman foe that stood upon them. It disappeared from her clutches as if it, he had not existed in the first place, The onlookers went on and skedaddled when they realised on what had become of one of them, Fleeing for their worthless lives. "Who's next" the figure spoke. *** She was betrayed by her lover with the reason of not being good enough was imprisoned in her own grave, out of spite she vowed that she would avenge herself like all other titans. And as she Awakens what will she do to all their creations left for her to play with . . . *** I do not own the image.

Xian found his boyfriend kissing a girl in a party, but despite all that he didn't break up with him. Their relationship continue and so is his boyfriend cheating, each night he would bring home a girl in their apartment. He could hear the moans, grunts the slapping of the skin, but he doesn't bother to do anything. Does this two even have a chance for a Happy ending together? (Picture in The cover is not Mine)

Claire lives in a world where dragons, werewolves, vampires and other supernatural beings treat humans as meat and toys. All she wants to do is live a simple life away from anything that goes bump in the night. She does well, until the Dragon King sniffs her out, along with his werewolf mate. How will Claire adjust to the terrifying new turn her life has taken? *Trigger Warning* This story is much darker than my others. There are themes of abuse and suicidal ideation. Please consider this before reading. ________________________________________ "She smells good, doesn't she Bennett?" The deep timber of the man's voice rings out through the still night and my body shivers in fear and disgust. Suddenly another man is at my side, twining his fingers through my hair. I can't see either of them clearly in the dark. The man, Bennett apparently, leans down close to me and takes in a large lungful of my scent as well. My knees begin to shake in terror and a low growl rumbles from his chest. "She does smell good. She's pretty too." He says, pecking a kiss to my cheek. My face crunches in despair as I try to pull from their hold. "Let me go." I beg and the first man chuckles. "Awe. The little human is nervous." He says, amusement evident in his voice. A sob breaks from my lips as I try to pull my arm from his grasp. "You're hurting me." I say, tugging my arm again. "Let her go, Rowan." Bennett says, making the larger man grunt. "Don't get attached to her. You know what happened to the last one.".

[ENRICHED WITH MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. ] AUTHOR TRANSMIGRATION "I want to write Villain perspective! Enough of this Hero and Heroine gig!" Nathalie Jean Quinn, life was so ordinary until she wrote the first book of her sequel, The Prince's Retribution, swept all over the literature world and garnered massive fan base and fortune. Now, she wanted to leave out of her comfort zone and challenge herself-- To seek the memoirs of a villainess in the story; for its sequel, The Prince's Ascension, Mystique is revealed. But even the management and the audiences begged to differ, so she made her way. Although, in the middle of completing the Sequel, the main villain, Mystique Blackwell, comes for her in that magical encounter and cursed her. Will Nathalie now transform to a monster that she created in her own story? *** Excerpt*** "You're mine. Am I clear? You're my property." Mystique was pressing her thighs against his, which he could never break free from her beguiling clutches. She was on top of him; the surge of confidence came with her and took charge for the whole ride. Her eyes were obscured with gleaming lust, and her hands worked their wonders and slinked to his chiseled abs up to his brawn sweaty chest. Every time she landed a smooth caress, he let out a stuttering moan as he was in spasms. His toes would dig deep into the mattress, no different from his nails that clawed, not trying to touch her sacred body. It wasn't all as she reached for his nipples, rubbing them ever-so-softly. The man would throw his bobbed back to the woolly pillows and arched his back from pleasure. Even though the bed creaked—fast and subtle that played their ears—she loved it. Just as she adored every point in him... Not a second delayed as he would shiver every time she would stroke the same parts of him. On the other hand, she has kept up the pace ever since. She crashed her well-endowed chest against his. Their lips parted by a hair's breadth, and he gritted his teeth as he saw her angelic feature up-close, driven by ecstasy. His gestures and countenance fueled her within, hastening the pace. There, he couldn't control his voice and let out pleasurable groans and grunts. Within those seconds, more thoughts began to blur her. She grabbed a handful of his hair, bringing him closer to her while whispering his ear. "You're mine. Am I clear? You're my property." *** P,S, The book has come to an end in a good note! Thank you so much for reading!

It’s been years since the near downfall of humanity. It only took one hasty decision, and out went the nukes. It turned lands into burning cesspools of corpses and debris, skies to dark-brown fog, and oceans to dried up wells. Humanity’s total population were reduced to a paltry amount of only a few hundred thousands from the billions. Something that happened due to this, however. This was the appearance of Radites. Radites were humans that were exposed to too much radiation, that they developed extra features in their bodies. They led the charge into a new age, most of the leaders well-established Radites leading their own sectors. Sion, a grunt that worked for a sector before its collapse at the hands of its rivals, lay dying on the side. He thought he was going to die, understandable given the situation, but he was surprised when fate had other plans for him. (What is your name?) [][][] Currently participating in WPC 242

How does it feel if you have to live around the most annoying person you have ever seen in this world? Akira Kyle, a beautiful girl from a rich family who runs away from home and has bad luck. Meet abercio Arion, the cold, cruel and annoying CEO of Arion group. "Hi, bad girl how dare you run away before paying off your debt. "Shouted Abercio, when he managed to find Akira Kyle. "Shit! why do I have to meet this demon again. "grunted Akira who kicked Abercio and ran away.

Felix was just another grunt filling in a cog of the machine never had good luck never had wealth and then his luck ran out, he's no hero no villain but he's not going to lose this time. A.N. first book and eager to learn how to make a entertaining novel please enjoy.

For a minute everything stops moving. Suddenly, there’s a break in the cavernous wall. And fire erupts from the breach. Along with large-spiked horns as big as branches and monstrous legs supporting a strong hefty body. It makes a loud grunting noise. Then fire comes out of its hoofed mouth. The fire burns the nearby trees in the small neighborhood. The trees in the distance crumble like volcanic ash. The charred smell permeates throughout the area. The dragon turns around and sees the scared people. “Who dares wake The Dragon of OA ?!”

“Hey, are you ok?” My question is met with a grunt from him. Crouching down next to him to get a clearer look, I pull out my phone and start dialing 119. “I’m going to call an ambulance because you may have alcohol poisoning sir,” and before I could put the phone up to my ear, a hand smacks it to the ground. “Don’t fucking call anyone, just get the fuck out of here,” he snarled at me while attempting to get up. “Sir, I really think—” “Are you fucking deaf?” “No sir, but I’m a doctor and I advis—” My sentence was interrupted as this man shoves my shoulder, causing me to fall from my crouched position. As I’m about to get back up and give him a piece of my mind, I’m knocked back down this time by a much bigger force. I find myself pinched between the ground and this full-grown adult man. Instinctively, my hands go to his shoulders to shove him off me, and as my hand touches his right shoulder, I feel a hot and sticky substance. I pull my hand back to see it’s painted in a red liquid. Shit. Five years ago, Sumi Ogawa’s life fell apart. Ever since then, she’s been on the run, living as Dr. Mizuki Ashikaga. Meanwhile, Tajimamori Yoshioka is preparing to take over the family business, handling the biggest yakuza gang in Japan. The two meet under unique circumstances leading to a growing connection between them, all while navigating the brewing territory war happening between the two gangs. Will the two survive the never-ending trials or will they be torn apart before their love can ignite? Also Disclaimer: The artwork cover is not mine. I could not find the original owner otherwise I would have given credit.

[We all make mistakes. They say that everybody deserves a second chance. Would you take it? Would you take it even if it costs you everything?] [YES/NO] "Huh?" "Continue beating her up. Don't touch her face hehe" *thud *crack *grunt [Do you believe in Reincarnation? This could be considered as one. Not as a continuation but more of a new beginning by sacrificing who you are right now. Will you accept?] [YES/NO] "Stop. Let me do it hehe. This is the price to pay for existing. For blocking my path. Hold her down. Let's have some fun" *rip "Ackk! Bitch just bit me!!" "Get away from me!" "Stop her! Don't let her inject that syringe!" *drip *bam "Boss we caught her but it's to late." "Damn it! Don't let her blood stain you. She's poisoned. Beat her up!" [Every ending is a new beginning. Are you willing to start with a clean slate? A new life?] [YES/NO] "Y... e... s" [New name required] [Name accepted] [........] *thud "Boss she's dead" "The higher you are, the harder they fall. I never knew you could be this weak haha. Let's go! Leave her! The least she could do is feed the monsters of these woods haha!" [Purging current data.....] [Deleting 'Past Name:*****'] [beep] [Current condition is critical! Red Alert! Command override] [Activating 'Survival Mode'] Author: Promise this novel's genre really is Romance, well not a normal one. You know those cliche stories where boy meets girl then boom fireworks. Not that kind. Plot's still in the beginning stages but we'll get there! **Disclaimer: Book Photo is not mine. Credit shall go to the original creator of the photo.**