Bee Sting

Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me, I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” That’s when I saw him. It was the same guy…I recognized him now. Or at least, his fake identity. Liam. Only, his real name was Alex, and I knew more about him than I should’ve but he didn’t need to know that. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just cover, Alex Bronson.” ~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 22-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn’t make it and assumes she’s going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she’s there and regrets not finishing the novel while she was still alive. She also uses her knowledge about the book to manipulate the supposed male lead of the novel into helping her get her way but little did she know that she’d end up falling for him. And now she has to pick between finding out why and how she’s been reincarnated and accepting her new life here with Alex.

"I only want one thing: immortality. It's not just a desire—it's a dream, the singular purpose that drives me. I’ve heard the laughter of children, their joy so pure, and witnessed the sorrow etched in the tears of the old, heavy with a lifetime of regret. I’ve felt the biting chill of snow that stings the skin and the soothing warmth of fire that brings fleeting comfort. Yet, deep down, I know—these sensations, these fleeting moments of life, are chained to a body destined to decay, to crumble into dust. Every step forward is a step further from the world I once knew. The laughter fades, the tears are left behind, and all that remains is a vast, consuming loneliness. And yet, I walk. Because beyond that loneliness lies something greater: freedom. A soul unshackled from the chains of mortality, unburdened by the weight of human sorrow. A spirit untethered, soaring above the heavens, able to glimpse the eternal truths hidden in the infinite expanse of the cosmos. This is my Dao—not for power, not for fame, but for understanding. If pursuing it means becoming a madman, so be it. If the world deems me a heretic, I will bear that name. For what is sanity, what is acceptance, compared to the chance to touch eternity?" ............... 12 Chapter/Week Continuing this novel after taking permission from the author of The Lonely Wanderer who posted original in Royal Road.

My name is Ren Volkom, and I’m… a vampire! Or at least that’s what I thought until the night that completely upended my life. The truth? It’s even more shocking. A unique crystal, embedded in my heart since birth, grants me incredible power and extraordinary strength—but at a steep cost. I’m not the only one born with this crystal. Others share this trait, and the secret services call us ‘Crystalbringers’—they’re certainly not brimming with creativity, are they? But life as a Crystalbringer is no fairy tale. Ruthless criminal organizations and global military forces are desperate to claim our power—and they’ll stop at nothing to get it. Overnight, I’m plunged into a world of brutal survival and, honestly, some wildly steamy situations—maybe too many? There’s also room for deeper, more introspective moments and the usual struggles of being a teenager—like getting rejected by your crush, which, let’s face it, stings more than a near-death experience.

**"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

#r18 #smut #No-Yuri #No-NTR "I Died for my own happiness, I died because of my selfishness, I died because I feared living without her again, But I died only after I killed the Gods." Rael, the Demon King, died. He was born from the Great Darkness and was given the name of 'The Last Demon.' Rael's birth was the beginning of the world's demise and the end of all life in it. His birth was the start of his loneliness, which would eventually become the cause of his madness and destruction. But when that girl showed up, he felt the loneliness slowly fade away. The girl, with a smile so kind, became the first one to look at him without any trace of fear or disgust. That girl's smile, the way she talked to him, and her eyes full of genuine affection... they were all he needed to become the person he was. He would never let anyone take her away. She was his everything, and no one could separate him from her. But... "Why!" 'It should've been fine.' 'We should've lived happily together.' 'Yet why...!' "Why she has to sacrifice herself for me, when she was the one who was supposed to live a happy life?" "Why she had to give the future we could've shared together, just for my sake?" Those were his last words as he died fighting the Gods, but he knew deep inside his heart that he wouldn't be able to see her again. And yet... "Where am I?" He wakes up in the same girl's room, naked, but in another world. Ding! [Infinite Harem System has been activated!] Now he is gonna evolve his harem. The one who has the strength to defeat the Gods, the one who possesses the most powerful and destructive power. And those are the Demonic Queens, who have the power to shake the universe. Ding! [Bat Queen has evolved to S+ Rank.] [Vampire Queen's teeth have upgraded to max level.] [Dragon Queen....] [Queen of Bees, Queen of Scorpions, Queen of Tentacle Monsters.... All of them have maxed their abilities and are evolving to their ultimate form.] But, he has more than ten queens, so how is he gonna manage all of them? "I will be fine," said Rael. Rael, the Demon King. His new story begins. No, his harem starts now! P. S. Cover isn't mine.

Once a feared demonic cultivator, Zhuan Ming plundered Solar Soul worlds without remorse. But when an ancient pill of ethereal aura falls into his hands, he is ambushed by righteous cultivators and left for dead. In desperation, he swallows the pill—only to awaken in a weaker body, burdened with a mysterious legacy. Now reborn in a world where his past enemies thrive, Zhuan Ming vows to reclaim his power and surpass his former glory. Guided by the Qi Pill Ancestor, he walks a dangerous path. Armed with forbidden knowledge of Solar Tombs, a growing Nirvana Tree, and a soul that defies the heavens, Zhuan Ming must navigate a world of treacherous cultivators, celestial treasures, and ancient secrets. Will he rise as an Immortal, or will he become a pawn in a grand design?

With a second chance given to her after a pathetic ending to a life she didn’t want, Irene Litharion decides that she will follow in her father’s footsteps and become a knight. Waking up in the body of her eleven year old self, she’s reinvigorated to follow her heart. She has the rare blood of ancient warriors in her veins and promises to not turn her back to it anymore. Prepared for the sacrifices she will have to make to live the life she wants, a new challenge is presented when the only way she can become an apprentice knight is to turn her back on femininity altogether. The years she spent being forced to attend etiquette lessons go out the window and instead, daily sword practice takes place. Her father does all he can to get her into the knighthood, but it’s up to her to show her strength and skill to stay in it. However, it’s different than she expects when the Monster War ravages her homeland, she learns the sting of loss, and secrets of her own blood present themselves the more she leans into the thrill of battle.

〔Congratulations, for mating with a Queen Bee you got a new achievement: ”Not a virgin”! Your reward: “Drone Consort” title.〕 ‘Hey! I wasn’t a virgin even before this, system!’ Imagine that you lived a painfully average life and died by a stupid, stupid accident, but a goddess interfered, giving you a second chance in another world. There, you became a consort of a beautiful, big-chested queen, and your only job is to have mind-blowing sex with her so she could have thousands of your adorable daughters. In return, you can live in peace and luxury for the rest of your days. Which means, for about two months! Because I’m a bee. And my queen is *also* a bee! And bees don’t live for long. The only way to increase my lifespan is to develop and grow my bee colony—a hard task in this huge and dangerous world. There are giant hungry beasts at every turn, other insect tribes—each more murderous than the other—and natural disasters to top it all off. But I have a hundred thousand daughters, some actual brains, and with superior genes given to me by my system, we will be unstoppable! === Note: no NTR, harem, incest, or outright smut. Updates: 2 chapters/day, right after the reset. Reply to author's pinned review if you have questions.

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

When a group of ordinary teenagers is mysteriously summoned to a fantastical realm, nothing will ever be the same again. Grey, a quiet and intelligent high school student, finds himself thrust into a world where legends and ancient prophecies rule. Along with his newfound companions—Aria, the gentle and talented magician; Amy, the resilient fighter with a fiery spirit; Anthony, the determined athlete; and Jackson, the once-arrogant otaku whose inner demons threaten to overtake him—they must learn to survive in a land of peril and wonder.

It's a non-plotted one-shot, smut book, with Dominates Female and Submissive Male characters. The chapters are different from each others. Basically it's a smut book without any storyline. I hope you enjoy enough to support my Patreon one day! --Love, author!

[DROPPED!] #r18 #smut #No-Yuri #No-NTR "I Died for my own happiness, I died because of my selfishness, I died because I feared living without her again, But I died only after I killed the Gods." Rael, the Demon King, died. He was born from the Great Darkness and was given the name of 'The Last Demon.' Rael's birth was the beginning of the world's demise and the end of all life in it. His birth was the start of his loneliness, which would eventually become the cause of his madness and destruction. But when that girl showed up, he felt the loneliness slowly fade away. The girl, with a smile so kind, became the first one to look at him without any trace of fear or disgust. That girl's smile, the way she talked to him, and her eyes full of genuine affection... they were all he needed to become the person he was. He would never let anyone take her away. She was his everything, and no one could separate him from her. But... "Why!" 'It should've been fine.' 'We should've lived happily together.' 'Yet why...!' "Why she has to sacrifice herself for me, when she was the one who was supposed to live a happy life?" "Why she had to give the future we could've shared together, just for my sake?" Those were his last words as he died fighting the Gods, but he knew deep inside his heart that he wouldn't be able to see her again. And yet... "Where am I?" He wakes up in the same girl's room, naked, but in another world. Ding! [Infinite Harem System has been activated!] Now he is gonna evolve his harem. The one who has the strength to defeat the Gods, the one who possesses the most powerful and destructive power. And those are the Demonic Queens, who have the power to shake the universe. Ding! [Bat Queen has evolved to S+ Rank.] [Vampire Queen's teeth have upgraded to max level.] [Dragon Queen....] [Queen of Bees, Queen of Scorpions, Queen of Tentacle Monsters.... All of them have maxed their abilities and are evolving to their ultimate form.] But, he has more than ten queens, so how is he gonna manage all of them? "I will be fine," said Rael. Rael, the Demon King. His new story begins. No, his harem starts now! P. S. Cover isn't mine.

Kaito, an outspoken gamer with zero interest in romance games, spends his nights mocking the absurdity of dating simulators. Tired of seeing ridiculous dialogue options and frustrating mechanics, he tweets about how these games are the worst and how he’ll never play them. But when he wakes up the next morning, Kaito finds himself trapped inside the very game he despised, forced to navigate a world full of ridiculous choices and nonsensical situations. To escape, he must make five heroines fall in love with him—but there's a catch: he can't speak freely, only choosing from preset dialogue options that often don’t make sense. Stuck with no way out and limited to specific areas until certain events unfold, Kaito has to survive this ridiculous game, all while trying to figure out the rules, the heroines, and how to escape without losing his mind. Will he navigate this absurd world, or will he be trapped forever in a dating game that makes no sense?

Three months had passed since Riku and Ziya had moved in together. But instead of growth of affection between them, they had been separating from each other little by little, until Ziya discovered her lover crying at midnight. After that night, the hustle for the solution to the unseen problem exposed many unseen paths of expression, where she found herself and overcame her fear, whereas he found the reward for his hustle.

All Amelia Lewis wanted was a fresh start. After being forced to transfer schools under circumstances she'd rather forget, she arrives at Fountain Falls High determined to blend in and leave the past behind. But fitting in proves harder than expected. Between clashing with the school's reigning queen bee, catching the attention of the wrong people, and navigating an unexpected rivalry on the basketball court, Amelia quickly realizes that some battles can’t be avoided. And as whispers of the past threaten to resurface, she must decide who to trust before history repeats itself. A new school. A new beginning. But secrets have a way of following you.

She was a mighty dragon. The problem is, she WAS a mighty dragon! “Ouch! Where am I? Huh? Is this… a cocoon?” No. Wait. Why would she be in a fucking cocoon?! Nimue anxiously thought while struggling against the silken cage. “How, how did I end up on one... huh?!” Panic surged through her as she examined herself. She was no longer a majestic dragon, the embodiment of poison and flame. She was a... bee? How could this be? A measly, tiny bee with wings that fluttered in desperation to escape its prison. Her memories flickered like sparks in the dark, but the truth was clear. She had been transmigrated, and her current situation was a dreadful one at that. How will a once mighty being survive from the bottom of the food chain filled with fierce beasts that suddenly turns to beautiful men? "Wait what?!" --- WSA2025 Entry  #beasts #transmigration #beautyandbeasts

*In the Wake of Touch* In *In the Wake of Touch*, passion, heartbreak, and self-discovery collide in an unfiltered exploration of love and desire. Meet [Lila Royce], a complex and unapologetically candid individual navigating the tumultuous landscape of relationships, intimacy, and identity. From forbidden flings to soul-stirring connections, their journey is a rollercoaster of emotional highs and devastating lows, offering a raw glimpse into the vulnerability of opening one’s heart—and body—to others. As they grapple with societal expectations, personal insecurities, and the unrelenting search for meaning, *In the Wake of Touch* becomes more than a story about sex—it's a profound meditation on what it means to truly connect with others while staying true to oneself. Daring, provocative, and deeply human, this novel peels back the layers of shame and stigma surrounding intimacy, inviting readers to confront their own truths. For anyone who has ever felt the sting of desire, the ache of loss, or the hope of new beginnings, *In the Wake of Touch* is a must-read journey into the messy beauty of modern relationships.

A young woman's life is turned upside down when her ex, Chris, suddenly reappears. Chris is the ruthless and cunning boss of a powerful mafia organization, with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost. As they rekindle their intense and passionate relationship, she is drawn back into a world of luxury and danger, where the lines between loyalty and obsession are blurred. But as Chris's true intentions are revealed, she must decide whether to surrender to her desires and become embroiled in his criminal empire, or to fight for her freedom and risk everything. With her loyalty to her friends and her own sense of self-worth hanging in the balance, she must navigate the treacherous landscape of Chris's world and confront the secrets of their past in order to survive. Excerpt: "What are you..." I started to ask, but Chris locked his lips with mine, cutting off my words. It was an angry kiss, like he was pouring his frustration into me. I tried to struggle, but he held me tighter and deepened the kiss. I eventually gave up, knowing it was futile. He let go of my lips, and I could feel a sting on my mouth. I saw a bite mark on his lip as well. We looked at each other, and I could feel the tension growing in the car. We were alone, with me on top of him, and our faces inches apart. Before I knew it, our lips touched again, but this time it was different - it was slow and sensual. I moaned as his tongue started to explore my mouth, and the kiss inevitably deepened. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling, my hands roaming his chest as his hands went under my shirt and rubbed my bare back. I started to feel hot all over and pulled my jacket away. He trailed his lips to my collarbone and sucked on it. When I started to move my hips over his already hardened bulge, he held my legs to stop me. "No," he said, his voice restrained. Still in the fog of the moment, I asked in a whisper, "What?" My breath came in pants, just like his. He replied, "Let's stop here, princess, or we'll do the other thing you talked about." It took me a second to understand, and when I did, I immediately got off his lap and returned to my seat. My mind went to Sarah, and I realized I couldn't come clean to her now. I glared at Chris, who smirked at me and started driving again.

[This Story will Resume in March 2025] “This mark tells the world the sight of your neck belongs to me, so, no one will ever dare to look. I hate sharing what’s mine.” He whispered low, then pulled back to look into my smoldering eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. With his hand still on my throat, his thumb brushed softly over the sting mark he'd just left on my neck, sending a jolt through my body before he pulled away and walked off. I hated the way his torment turned to pleasure, leaving my body craving more while my mind rebelled. Even Lucifer in hell would have cringed at the clash between my desire and logic. Hell no, I’d never give in. *** Money, power, desire—can you really have it all? What would you do if such an opportunity came? For Zara, working as a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant hasn’t brought her closer to freedom. Debts and the weight of her past keep her shackled in darkness. Not even in her wildest imagination did Zara think her passion for cooking would captivate an enigmatic billionaire, Ravier Auckland, to offer her a contract as his ‘atypical’ private chef. Fueled by a sense of betrayal from her loved ones and a desperate need to prove her worth, Zara sees Ravier’s offer as her way out. But will it lead to the salvation she craves or rather ignite a flame of raw, uncontrollable desire that consumes everything in its path? Very Mature Content!

Seven days remained until the countdown to genetic mutation. Seven days later, all creatures on Earth would undergo mutations. Giant mutated creatures would swarm and attack humanity, putting their fate in jeopardy. The entire Earth would be ruled by these mutated beings! Yang Xiao accidentally walked into a genetic store where various gene potions were sold, capable of altering human body functions. From that moment on, he embarked on a crazy journey of genetic evolution. "Hunting Mutated Spiders, obtaining gene fragments," "Hunting Mutated Giant Lionfish, obtaining gene fragments," "Hunting the Queen Bee, obtaining gene fragments, and acquiring a Golden Bee Sword and a manual for the Golden Bee Sword Technique."

Ye Chen, a young man with a heart full of dreams, leaves his tranquil village of Willow Creek to seek a better life in the bustling metropolis of Neo-Kyoto. He falls in love with Lin Mei, a driven and ambitious woman who shares his initial aspirations. However, as Ye Chen struggles to make ends meet while pursuing his studies, Lin Mei becomes increasingly disillusioned with his perceived lack of ambition and financial prospects. On their anniversary, Lin Mei cruelly betrays Ye Chen, leaving him for a wealthier man and shattering his dreams of a future together. Heartbroken and disillusioned, Ye Chen returns to Willow Creek, seeking solace in the familiar embrace of his childhood home and the comforting presence of his childhood friend, Xiao Mei. Unbeknownst to him, this return marks the beginning of an extraordinary journey. Ye Chen discovers a hidden legacy left by his mysteriously absent parents – a jade pendant that unlocks a world of cultivation, a path to harnessing the mystical energies of the universe and achieving unimaginable power. Guided by the pendant and the wisdom of ancient texts, Ye Chen embarks on a path of self-discovery, facing trials and tribulations that test his strength, his courage, and his very essence. Along the way, he encounters a cast of characters, some helpful, some treacherous, each playing a role in his destiny. He will face the bitterness of betrayal again, the sting of disappointment, and the thrill of unexpected love. As Ye Chen delves deeper into the world of cultivation, he uncovers secrets about his past, his family, and the true nature of his powers. He must confront his inner demons, overcome his limitations, and ultimately choose between the path of vengeance and the path of righteousness. His journey will lead him to question everything he once believed in, as he navigates the treacherous currents of love, loss, and the pursuit of ultimate power on the Celestial Path.

My lost Beloved Corpse ; A young man is killed and ascends to the staircase to heaven . But when he's told to go up ... He says he wants to go back to the human world . So he comes back as Bee , a wandering Corpse who seeks out his unfinished business . But it's a lonely existence for this undead being ... until he meets Yuree Rosi . A young student , studying drama and theater , who loves animals and finds Bee very odd . That doesn't stop the pair from forming a bond . Now Bee is smitten by this young mortal and hopes to dull the loneliness he feels , just like Yuree hopes to fill the longing in his heart . This is a story of reconciliation , mystery , comedy and some fantasy , aswell as drama .

There are promises that bind us together, weaving threads of trust and love into the very fabric of our hearts. But some promises, can be broken in the blink of an eye. When broken, they tear those threads apart in ways we never imagine possible. This is the story of a mother and daughter whose lives were shattered when the mother realized there was no future for them both if she stayed with her daughter. For years, they shared a bond that seemed unbreakable, built on quiet moments of understanding, memories, late-night talks, and the unspoken certainty that they would always be there for each other. But in one fleeting moment, a promise made in love was broken. The daughter, left in the wake of that broken vow, felt the sharp sting of abandonment. The mother, haunted by guilt, wondered if their relationship could ever be the same. Now, in the shadows of the undercity, where survival is a constant struggle, the wounds of the past are still fresh. As the years pass, the truth of what happened begins to surface. Can love survive after trust has been shattered? Is forgiveness possible when the one you love has let you down? The Broken Promise is a journey through the complexities of love, regret, and sacrifice, set against the backdrop of a world on the edge of collapse. It’s a story of two women, one who tried her best but was never enough, and the other who simply wanted to be understood. Their story isn’t just about a broken promise; it’s about finding a way to rebuild, no matter how much the world has changed.

We’ve all read love stories. Heck, we all wished we could live in a love story. These beautiful literatures of romance have always had a certain defined flow to them that we’ve become accustomed to, a flow that rattles the kaleidoscope of butterflies within our stomachs.. There is always a meeting, gentle and warm… the falling in love, fiery and exciting.. the falling out of love, sad and heart wrenching… and the happily ever after, beautiful and seemingly forever… Oh how we love the beautiful things romance stories being us; the first kiss, the first ‘I love you’ and not to mention, the ‘forever’… But what about the events that come after that? What about the post ‘happily ever after’ struggles that people in love face but never speak of? What about the loneliness, the doubt, the lies, the boredom… …the possibility of INFIDELITY…. This is an internal monologue of a story, narrated from the perspective of a man struggling with the challenges a failing marriage brings with it, and of course, also told from the perspective.. of HER.

One day, a boy named Tod woke up from a bee with no memories of his past, he got off the bed and went through the single door in front of him, when he did he was in an endless abyss and on an island.

Yun Jin, the Limitless Blade. A prodigy swordsman and the direct disciple of the Sword Saint. Born in an era of peace, his unmatched skill leaves him too strong for others, yet too weak to surpass his master. His destiny seemed sealed the day the Blood Age ended. Until glowing text appeared before him: [Do you want a challenge?] An invitation to the Central Multiverse—where unimaginable encounters await! This is the tale of a Wuxia blade master, thrust into the infinite expanse of the multiverse! --- What to Expect -Strong to OP -VERY, VERY Competent MC, but battle-hungry (like Goku, but smarter). -Hype battles and strategy. -Focus on mastery and skill progression, not numbers—every level counts! (Stats are just info dumps anyway, so why bother?) -Pet: CELESTIAL SOLARIS BEE and DARK VOID COSMIC PREDATOR ORCA.

The prophesies tell of the coming of a hero who would conquer the Dungeon, best the mighty dragons and fearsome monsters, and bring back the world's balance to an equilibrium. Where the living races could peacefully prosper. The hero whom had his village destroyed by a white dragon, would survive, receive a mighty Tezhe and acquire great power in his journey. This is a story of a select few people who changed the course of history for the Planet Junosa. Follow Mettel as he becomes the Bringer of Balance! But... what was this transparent rectangular box that appeared in his vision? .... Within the dark deep dungeons, a helpless worker bee was born. His name was Robert, he was sure he was still sleeping but what are these words popping up in front of his view like game-system prompts? MoPako System? Species name: Mel Apis Infans? Also why does his body feel... weird? The last thing he remembered was conversing with a certain prophet. Said something like being reborn and hoping for me to have a good life. Now what in the hell is this? Why is a monstrous humongous worker bee being eaten by an even more monstrous massive centipede?!? Reincarnated individual number 1: Robert Aphens ..... In the embrace of the shadow depths, an egg buried within the sand cracked to reveal a hatchling spider. "Huh, where am I? Where is this? Cough!" It's so goddamn dark in this place! Ow. She hit her head. What are her legs sticking onto? Wait, eight legs? Then a message prompt appeared in front of her, the MoPako System. Species name: Misumena Dumu. Skills: Webbing, Bite, Grasp. Then there were the creepy scene of other eggs the size of half an adult cracking only for equally as big colorful spiders to come out. Sadly, she just has to look up to see an all-pervading fog consuming them as they disappeared to nothingness. Okay, starting out big aren't we? A monstrous entity hidden in the fog that's likely beyond my imagination, check. Time to run. Reincarnated individual number 2: Aoi Nagase

"You are lying!" she retorted, her voice ringing with a blend of indignation and despair as she surged to her feet and crossed the space to his side. Her anger struck him as somewhat bemusing, and in a different circumstance, he might have been tempted to applaud her unyielding spirit. "I am an apex predator. I am what monsters and all things wicked fear. How could you imagine I would concern myself with something as fickle as emotions, let alone for a witch?" he asserted, his words delivered without the slightest quiver of doubt. His words landed like a blow to her very core. She had never anticipated such a stinging rebuttal from him. "If you can look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me, then I'll leave you alone," she challenged, her tone calm amid the raging storm of emotion that churned within her. Her words felt like a knife piercing through his cold heart, leaving Damien to grapple with the weight of her final statement. He hesitated for a few fleeting moments before lifting his gaze to meet hers. "I don't," he declared, the words slipping from his lips with austere finality. Lauren's heart sank upon hearing his response; she sensed within her that he was not speaking the truth, but what recourse did she have? Before she could utter another word, the ringing of her phone pierced the solemn air. Engaging with the call, she answered, "Hello, Director." Briefly acknowledging the conversation, she swiftly concluded, "Alright, I'll be there," before ending the call. "Thanks for the meal once again," she offered in a flat voice, devoid of any discernible emotion. Damien found himself taken aback by the sudden shift in her demeanor, feeling the impulse to say something, but before he could gather his thoughts, she had already entered the elevator. Making her way towards the exit, she soon drove off, leaving Damien to stand before the towering windows, watching her departure with a silent ache lingering within him. As she disappeared, he turned his gaze inward, pondering the emptiness that seemed to pervade his residence. Reflecting on his actions, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right choice in pushing her away, but he understood that only time held the answers. This Novel tells a story of a halfie(half vampire half human) named Damien Voltorie. Some whisper of Damien Voltorie as a modern-day wolf of Wall Street, while others deem him the nation's most captivating bachelor. But beneath the veneer of wealth and charm lies a secret: Damien is a thousand-year-old vampire, haunted by a traumatic past and determined to remain in the shadows. Yet, destiny has a different plan. As the last descendant of the once powerful Voltorie vampire dynastyt he is bound by an ancient prophecy to a brilliant human, Lauren Turner. A captain of special operations of the National division of intelligence (NDI) and a gifted surgeon, Lauren is his fated partner. Together, they hold the key to saving both the human and supernatural worlds from a resurrected evil that once obliterated his kingdom eons ago. Faced with a choice between prophecy and isolation, Damien must decide: Will he heed the call of destiny and fight to save the world, or will he allow it to burn as his kingdom did? Can he overcome the isolation of his immortal existence and embrace the warmth of a human love, or will he succumb to fear and run? Join us as we step into a realm where the veil between worlds is thin, and the fate of both human and supernatural rests on the choices of one reluctant vampire.

“Wake up.” The icy splash of water jolted Jasmine awake, her breath hitching as reality crashed down. Disoriented and trembling, she barely registered a hand striking her cheek. The sharp sting and the metallic tang of blood grounded her in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. Sebastian loomed over her, his presence as sharp and cold as the venom in his voice. “Welcome, princess. How do you find Montague's hospitality?” His smirk was colder than the water dripping from her face. “I bring news,” he continued, his words cutting like a blade. “Your father has finally met justice—straight to hell.” Jasmine froze, tears welling in her eyes. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “What happened to my father? What did you do to him?” Sebastian’s smirk twisted into something darker. “What did I do?” he repeated, his voice low and venomous. “I gave your father exactly what he deserved—for destroying my sister’s life, for tearing my family apart.” He leaned in closer, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. “But don’t mistake this for an ending, Jasmine. This is only the beginning.” Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Please—you’ve got it wrong. My father and I would never harm anyone!” Sebastian’s grip tightened on her chin, his unrelenting gaze boring into her. “Spare me your innocence,” he hissed. “I should be glad he’s dead—but I’m not because I didn’t kill him myself. So I’ll settle for you. Every tear, every ounce of pain, will torment him in his grave.” Even as fear consumed her, Jasmine’s voice trembled with defiance. “You’re wrong. Whatever you think you know, it’s a lie.” Jasmine’s memories were fragmented, her past shrouded in mystery. She couldn’t even remember her father’s face, let alone the sins this man accused them of. She didn’t know where to begin, or who to turn to for answers. But one thing was clear: He wasn’t just her captor—he was her storm. And the storm between them had only begun.