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Entwined: Stuck in Her Grip

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.
Astra_Qilla · 1.1K Views

Death Guns In Another World

Check out my new novel: My Seven Beautiful Sins! °°°°° Alexander Kael Touch, a self-made young billionaire, found his meteoric rise tragically cut short on a school trip. But fate had other plans, whisking him and his classmates away to a realm of swords and magic – a world where power manifested as unique: ''Gifts." While friends awoke to magnificent Gifts, Alex's Gift yielded only two enigmatic guns: one gleaming silver, the other shrouded in black. Worse, he couldn't use magic like his peers, drawing scorn and derision. Yet, fueled by an unyielding spirit and a burning dream, Alex refused to falter. In this new world, he craved not wealth, but the strength to forge his own destiny. One goal burned bright: to rise once more, not to the peaks of financial power, but to the pinnacle of strength and control. This is the chronicle of Alexander Kael Touch, the boy with two guns in a world of wonders. A tale of relentless struggle, forged in the crucible of mockery and doubt. A journey to the apex, where the scorned student will become the ultimate warrior. Whispers of the "Death Guns Master" stir, echoes of a legend rising from slumber. The world may have forgotten them, but they are coming back. †††††††††††† Nickaido's here with D-Guns, do not expect the smartest MC because he was once a billionaire, is still young, he has his flaws, he will learn and grow, so will the other characters. At the beginning other characters are stronger but worry not everything will change starting from around chapter 80 onward. Also sorry in advance because some of the female characters have strong backgrounds but it's for the sake of the future story, this book is just the start, I'm still improving. Sorry in advance, English is not my first language, so they may be grammatical errors and misspelled words. Please bear with me. I'm trying to improve to provide a better story. Starting from chapter 200th, I have started using Grammarly premium to help me with the English, so I think it's become better. As for the earliest chapters, I have started to re-edit them slowly; I will do more as I get more time. Maybe hire a professional editor when I can. Once again, this is not some sophisticated story; it has many flaws, which I'm trying to learn from; however, this doesn't make the story less enjoyable. Would you please give it a try? Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7MRsHg33tv
Nickaido · 6M Views

Cosmos In my hand

In a magical realm where the extraordinary is commonplace, the Enclave stands as a beacon of light and enchantment. But peace is disrupted when a dark sorcerer emerges from a mysterious rift, bringing with him a horde of shadow creatures and a sinister plot that threatens the very fabric of their world. Aric, a master mage with a talent for magical artifacts, Thalon, a formidable warrior known for his unmatched swordsmanship, and Elara, a skilled sorceress with control over elemental forces, are caught in the midst of this chaos. Their routine is upended during the annual Enchanted Bake-Off—a seemingly light-hearted event—that turns into a battleground when the sorcerer attacks. The rift in the sky signals the start of a catastrophic plan: the sorcerer aims to open a portal to a realm of darkness, amplifying his powers and plunging the Enclave into chaos. As Aric, Thalon, and Elara confront the immediate threat, they uncover a deeper conspiracy involving powerful dark magic and nefarious designs. The trio's journey is fraught with intense battles, magical mishaps, and unexpected comedic moments. From enchanted pastries that come to life to confrontations with shadowy minions, they must navigate a labyrinth of magical challenges and unravel the sorcerer's grand scheme. With the Enclave's safety hanging in the balance and the dark forces growing stronger, Aric, Thalon, and Elara must delve into the heart of the mystery, prepare for future conflicts, and face their most formidable adversary yet. "The Enclave Chronicles: Shadows of the Sorcerer" is a sprawling epic with over 2000 chapters, blending high-stakes fantasy with rich world-building, dynamic characters, and a compelling plot. Readers will be drawn into an expansive narrative filled with intricate magic, intense action, and a mix of humor and darkness, making it a must-read for fans of grand, immersive storytelling.
RAJESH_GOTAME · 5K Views

Death Bringer: Eyes of Death

Reymart transmigrated to cultivation world as Neru. Neru was born with abnormality. But not a deadly one, he just can't cultivate immortality due to absence of Dantian in his body. He was shunned by his family and got bullied by his peers. Neru looked at the sky helplessly. "What's the use of transmigration if I can't fucking cultivate!?" At the brink of despair, Neru awakened special eyes that had existed even before the creation of every verses! "Conceptual Eyes of Death" Unparalleled eyes that allows the user to see the end point and lines of vulnerabilities of anything, thus cut and kill everything! Huh? You are a Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator and I'm just a puny mortal? Let me stab your end point to see if you don't die! Huh? The strongest defensive technique and armor that makes you immune to physical attacks and an invincible physique? Let me cut the lines around you using my scissors to see if you can stand it! You are the god of flames and the overlord of the sun governing the laws of temperature? Kill!! You exist outside of space and time? A conceptual being that can't be killed? Give up your dreams and die!!! Everything has an end point even concepts. Laws of causality, time, space, reality, mind, spirit and power. With my eyes, everyone and everything would have to die! Thus, unable to cultivate, Neru can only walk the path of body cultivation and began his journey of slaying demons, dragons, conceptual beings, and gods starting at the cultivation world.
MadScythe · 26.1K Views
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