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HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Yue Xuexia is just an ordinary salted fish that rarely lives in her house, but suddenly one day she woke up, received a sign-in system, and thought she was dreaming. The sign-in system rewarded her with multiple things, including houses, money, cars, and talent scrolls, which led her to the life of the richest lady in the world. She could sign in once a day. One morning, with her eyes groggily and blurry, Xuexia was welcomed by a holographic screen only she could see. Yes, like the ones in the novels and manga. Ding! Xuexia waves her hand in the empty air and mumbles, "Noisy, I told you to turn off the damn alarm, whoever owns it!" When a robotic voice lingered near her ears saying, Signed in successfully. Congratulations to the host, and you've received [1 Million RMB in cash!] Xuexia, who is currently in need of great money, was in disbelief as she looked at the words one million and laughed. "Heh~ even in my dream, I was wishing to receive free money. What nonsense, let's go back to sleep. Yue Xuexia was about to close her eyes back to sleep when the old touch screen phone near her pillow vibrates. Bzzt~ Bzzzzzt~ "Urg~ who the hell is calling now?" complained Yue Xuexia in her half-asleep state. She picked up the phone only to see a message notification saying the following words: [Your bank card account ending with 5567 had received a deposit transfer from XXXX at 6:45 am. You had received a 1 million deposit and your current saving balance is 1,003,000.00 RMB (Autumn Field landbank)] Yue Xuaxia mumbled in disbelief and said, "Fucking hell! This is awesome." Who doesn’t like free things?~' This lady wants it too!!!

Jason Welt never expected his water vibration experiments to uncover one of humanity’s oldest secrets. When ripples in water began forming glyphs—symbols that echoed across ancient myths and neural pathways alike—Jason and his growing team of researchers stumbled upon a connection between water, consciousness, and the stars themselves. As they dive deeper into this universal language, their discoveries ignite a global movement of curiosity and defiance. From ancient ruins in the Amazon to distributed experiments led by an online community, Jason and his team piece together the truth behind the glyphs—patterns that may hold the key to humanity’s origins and our place in the cosmos. But not everyone wants the truth to surface. Shadowy forces work to silence Jason, erasing data and threatening lives to keep the glyphs buried. With time running out, Jason must rally the world to uncover the ultimate question: What is water remembering, and why has it chosen now to speak?

Frustrated from losing a match in her favorite online game she'd poured thousands of hours into, Laila punched her monitor in a fit of rage. She closed her eyes hoping the screen would be intact(impossible), but a flickering sound filled up her small room. The screen flickered ominously, a crack spiderwebbing across the glass as if mirroring the turmoil within her. The air around her shimmered, and a low hum filled the room, vibrating through the floor and into her bones. Confused, Laila opened her eyes, her heart racing as she watched the monitor glow brighter, the colors swirling in a mesmerizing dance. Laila was your typical NEET shut-in. She'd thought once she got into university, her life would change. Gone would be the days like high- school, where she'd be lonely and eat lunch all alone. Instead, she found herself more isolated than ever, trapped in a cycle of loneliness and frustration. With dreams of romance and adventure slipping further away, she spent her days immersed in her online forums sharing her struggles as a self-proclaimed femcel. Little did she know that her life was about to take a fantastical turn.

“Do you even realize what you’re doing to me?” His voice was a deep growl, rough with restrained desire, as he pulled her against him. His breath, hot and uneven, ghosted over her skin, sending a cascade of shivers down her spine. “I… I’m sorry, Master. I only wanted to check on you…” Her voice faltered, trembling as if every word was a struggle against the storm of emotions and desires building inside her. He was so close, too close. His intoxicating scent wrapped around her, his presence overwhelming. She dared to glance up and the way his smoldering, dangerous eyes lingered on her made her knees weak. That look, raw and hungry, unleashed something within her. She wanted to give in, to let herself drown in this moment. But how could she? He was her Master. After this, how would they even face each other? Before the thought could fully form, his lips crashed against hers in a kiss that was both ravenous and commanding. Heat consumed her, his passion igniting something deep within her that she couldn’t suppress any longer. “Let me show you,” he murmured against her lips, his voice low and husky, sending vibrations through her. “What it truly means to be handled properly by your Master…” His hands roamed down to her waist, deliberate and slow, pulling her closer until their bodies melded together, every inch of her pressed firmly against him. Their breaths mingled, the heat between them intensifying. “Not the curse-driven desires you wrestle with when you’re near your adopted brothers…” he continued, his words a dangerous promise as his lips brushed the shell of her ear. His crimson eyes bore into hers, predatory and unrelenting, locking her in place. His hands slid upward, cupping her breasts with a sensual, deliberate touch that sent sparks flying through her body. “And I promise, I'll have you screaming my name untill you can't say anything else” *** Aria’s life was never her own. As the daughter of the royal family, she was treated as a mistake, a pawn to be used or discarded. Her mother loathed and despised her for being a girl, while her father viewed her as nothing more than a burden. Forced to live like a servant, Aria had endured years of neglect, cruelty, and resentment. But everything changed when she turned 18. An ancient curse, buried deep in her family’s bloodline, awakened within her. Her very presence became a weapon an irresistible allure that ensnared the minds of men, making them crave her with a dangerous, forbidden intensity. And the first to fall victim to this curse? Her own adoptive brothers. Not only that she was also cursed!! Cursed to Crave lustful and intimate moments with her Adoptive brothers. Which in every way was forbidden. The curse binds Aria to an unbearable fate: an insatiable craving for her adoptive brothers. Its magic weaves a cruel web of desire, stripping her of control and forcing her to battle the primal, forbidden feelings that grow stronger each day... And the only thing that could break the curse was true love... Will Aria find a way to break free from the curse, or will it consume her and those she loves? Will she ever find true love in this curse and desire filled web? And as her brothers sink deeper into forbidden temptation, one that was punishable by death, Can they resist the curse and the pull of the allure? Weak to strong (Yes) Forbidden desire (") Face slapping. (") Action. (") Smut (Yes of course a lot)

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… Apocalypse, spirit energy recovery, exile, space, cannon fodder, shameless to the core, “Wait… Wait…. This is not real… Why am I in the ancient story of a different country? Yes I read that book where the heroine wears the book by why am I wearing her book? Even my name is different from the character I just took on. Wait no they are the same. My name is Mohini which means an enchantress and the name here is Nuwu which also means enchantress. Also it is exile drama nonsense with the raise of the book wearing heroine. By the way how did I die? It should be that old fashioned vibrator with directly electric connection was electric taped by me. It should be my love juices that connected to the open wires. It should be one hell of a shock to send me here. That is not the point here. I am a mini cannon fodder villainess that was hated by my husband and mother in law because a soldier touched by body in the name of checking before exile. By the way I am still a newlywed wife that was married less than a month ago. Well the hands of the soldier are much rougher than my wimpy husband. But why should I show this hatred on the book wearing heroine? The original heroine already lost her come back chance because of the butter fly effect of the book wearing heroine. Should I mess with them? But it is useless. By the way, where is my golden finger?” “I am here host” A husky lewd female voice sounded in her mind. “What kind of system are you.” “I am a Shameless Cannon Fodder System host.” “Oh, do you think I am shameless.” “Of course” “Then I will not mess with those heroines, will I be punished by you? “No host, you can do anything you want. I believe in your shamelessness and lewdness… we are a perfect match you know…” Nuwu (Mohini): speechless…. Is it flirting with me, not that I care. “Well it really knows me well, but so what things will be the same any way.” If a woman has many men she will be called a slut or a whore, will a man that has many women be called a male slut? …………………….. This world will have apocalypse and more cultivation world with more than 1 heroine in the story By the way this will be the first volume and based on the response from my good readers, there will be continuation. If not I will break it at the end of the volume. ………………………………… This novel contains exhibitionism, nudity, intercourse, cheating, cuckold, humiliation, bitches, sluts, whores, netorare (NTR), netorase and many things. Read it at your own risk. …………………………………

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

the sound, you know it's just vibrations , then the music can really touch you, can really be felt , Do you want to feel it?

The smelly hearse stopped at the door, the sound of marbles crashing from the ceiling, someone pacing back and forth in the corridor, and the next room seemed to be cutting something. The door lock in the bedroom vibrated slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom was tightened, but it was still ticking. There seemed to be a ball rolling under the bed. The footprints stained with water are constantly emerging on the floor and are slowly approaching. At three o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge hid beside the radiator with a kitchen knife, and the phone in his hand had just been dialed. "Landlord!"! This is the night you said.A little lively?! "

“Tell me if you heard this one. An alien secretly comes to earth to be a savior for all humankind. But, instead of having overwhelming powers like heat vision or super strength, his race has the ability to vibrate at unrecognizable speeds, giving them super speed. And, this also allows them to detonate anything they touch. Now, imagine this alien had children with a human woman, twins even. One who took after him completely, while the other was completely normal. Or, so they thought. My name is Avery Satin. I’m a superhero named Xanis, but don’t tell my family. They don’t know a thing. Truthfully, I don’t think they know I exist. Ever since my brother got his powers, Dad has been doing nothing but training my brother. And, my mother doesn’t even try to get closer to me. And, they wonder why I act the way I do. Anyways, I became a superhero because my father and brother are complete idiots and don’t care... no never mind I’ll just let this explain.”

Saif has a dream. A dream to one day be able to make his vibrations change the world. For them to even vibrate what was thought as fate itself.

[Warning: strong mature content] Jasmine Everly was humiliated and thrown out of the house after being served with divorce papers by her husband, Sabastian Donovan, the only person she had ever loved, all due to a heartbreaking misunderstanding. She was so dependent on Sabastian that she had no one else and nowhere else to turn. Hurt and broken, she contemplated the end, but fate intervened when she discovered her pregnancy after enduring multiple miscarriages. This gave her the reason and determination to live. She worked hard to stand on her own just to give her daughter everything. After 6 years, she meets her ex-husband again as an investor in the design studio she works for, and he demands that she work with him for a month. What happens in a month? Why does he want her now? Will he find out that he has a daughter? Will they finally solve their misunderstanding and get back together? Or does he still love her? Will they have a happy ending? --------- He let my hands go and moved back a little, asking, "So she is not my daughter?" His voice was so calm, mirroring his eyes. It.... It's scary. Why did he suddenly turn so clam...? "No." I stood my ground, even though my heart was shouting to tell him the truth. All of a sudden, he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes widen. The unknown sensation spread across my skin like a wildfire. "So what if she is not my daughter? You still belong to me! But not in the fucking way I promised, but in the way you deserve!" His dark harsh voice vibrated on the edge of the earshell and sent a shiver down my spine, breaking out the cold sweat. "Wha...what....?!" My words were swallowed by his kiss, harsh unforgiving and hungry kiss. My body froze against his huge one as he pushed me against the wall with his, making me a sandwich between him and the wall. My eyes rolled back, and my mind stopped working as all I could feel was him, his body, and his lips. "You are always mine! Remember this, Jas!".

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.

I went to the countertop, I took the knife by the side of the chopping board and started chopping the carrots into pieces. The game froze, this happens all the time for the past few days, but I got used to it. .... Wait, why is it taking too long? The game started to get glitchy, what happened!? Was the disc broken?Does it do something when I throw it the other day? Nonono I can't lose this disc, if the disc is destroyed, then that means Elizabeth and the progress I have done will be gone forever! I started getting dizzy, dizzy in real life. I just walked around my bedroom, Elizabeth continued cooking. She didn't detect what was happening to me because it is happening in real life. I stopped using my leg, I covered my eyes to not see the dizzy. I waited for a moment and took off my hands from my eyes. The dizziness and glitch is gone, damn, what's wrong with this game, it became more severe than before. I went back to the countertop to continue chopping. I took the knife... Something is not right, I looked at the knife, it felt like, I was really touching a real knife. But I am not using those gloves to feel the vibration. I ignored it, I hold the carrot and continued chopping, holding the carrot felt realistic, but I ignored it. I finished chopping it and put it in the boiling hot pot Elizabeth is boiling. The steam that was coming out of the pot felt warm. "Sniff sniff" Why can I smell the food? This should be VR, I am not wearing any machine or thing to smell, and also why does the floor felt real? I went to the door to go to the living room, I touched the doorknob. The doorknob felt cold on my hands, I turned the doorknob and opened it. I went into the living room. The sun rays from the window hit my skin on my arm, I could feel the heat of the sun rays. Something isn't really right here! "Is there a problem my love? You looked like you have trouble" Elizabeth from behind asked "Oh, uhh, just nothing" "Are you sure?" "I am very sure. Oh yeah, I'm sorry but I have to go again Elizabeth. Don't worry, I'll soon come back later after eating, good thing it is Saturday today" "Ohhh, you're leaving again, okay" "Don't worry, I promise I will come back" I raised my arms and grabbed the VR headset on my eyes.... I only touched the air, my four fingers and my thumb met. I tried it again, grabbing the VR headset, there is nothing there! Where is it! This cannot be! It should be here! Nonononono this can't be right. I looked behind me Elizabeth is giving me an evil jolly smile

The Trials are about to begin; Seraphim looks to the past to learn about her uncertain future. Being a Celestial Arborist has never been easy; and soon she learns there are more secrets to unfold. Will she abandon everything she knows in search of the truth? Check out our other story Snow White and Her Vampire King. Updates on Mondays. http://wbnv.in/a/1dibx6X “Harriette,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “we need to go. Now.”  The temperature dropped around them, Seraphim could see her breath, and her breathing was ragged as it drew in the sharp air.  Harriette’s body began to quiver as she too, sensed the shift in the air. But before they could move, a figure emerged from the shadows of the trees. It was unlike anything Seraphim had ever seen—a towering, hunched creature cloaked in darkness. Its eyes glowed faintly, twin orbs of eerie green light. The gaze seemed to pierce through her, seeping into her very soul. “Don’t look at it!” Seraphim hissed, grabbing Harriette’s arm and pulling her back. “Whatever you do, don’t meet its eyes!” The sisters stumbled backward, the creature’s guttural growl vibrating through the air. Seraphim’s heart pounded as she tried to remember the stories she had heard—legends of beasts that roamed beyond the wall, their gaze capable of paralyzing even the bravest of souls. They turned to flee, crashing through the underbrush in a desperate attempt to escape. But the creature was fast, its heavy footsteps thundering behind them.

Evalyn was once a genius scientist, a pioneer whose groundbreaking research led her civilization—the Schandorian people—into the vastness of space. Her discoveries into the mysterious veil of dark matter promised to unlock unimaginable power, but the price was steep. Her experiments cost her life, and she was reborn into a world she could never have fathomed. Now, as Princess Regellia Aureliues Ebonhart, heir to the Ebonhart Empire—one of the most powerful forces in the mortal realm—Regalia awakens with fragmented memories of her past life. With the help of a unique system that binds her soul, she embarks on a new journey, not only to seek immortality but to perfect herself beyond the boundaries of the universe she now inhabits. As she ascends through the realms, refining her cultivation and wielding powers beyond comprehension, Regalia becomes aware of subtle, invisible forces that stretch far beyond the confines of her empire. Strange disruptions in the fabric of reality—the mysterious vibrations of ancient laws and fleeting moments of instability—suggest that her journey is tied to something much greater than mortal ambition. A universe layered with secrets and hidden dimensions begins to unravel before her, but no one can say if this is a gift or a curse. Torn between the pursuit of power and the elusive truth of her origins, Regalia begins to question: What if the very forces of existence are manipulating her, and the quest for perfection might be nothing more than a cosmic game? As she seeks to unlock the true nature of her rebirth, she discovers that her actions could shape not just the future of her realm, but the fate of countless worlds hidden across the multiverse—worlds that may or may not be ready for her touch. GENESIS:ENTROPY OF CHAOS is a story of cultivation, hidden truths, and the pursuit of perfection. If you enjoy tales of power, mysteries that transcend the mortal plane, and a journey through the very fabric of reality itself, then step into a universe where even fate cannot be trusted.

Zayn walked into the castle led by Princess Xantheia, the maids and guards around kept on staring at them, particularly him because he was believed to be from the enemy kingdom. But their princess had made it clear that he could be trusted. Xantheia and Zayn got to the throne room but before they made their way in, Xantheia stopped and turned to him, "My mother is quite the very-hard-to-impress, are you sure you still want to meet her?" Zayn gave a deep chuckle, his chest vibrating because of his laugh. "Believe me, I've been through a lot of very-hard-to-impress kind of people." With that assurance, Xantheia turned to the door and the two guards standing there opened the huge doors. Queen Anaya, Xantheia's mother sat on the golden throne at the other end of the giant room majestically in all her splendor, adorned with jewels and gold befitting of her royal and highest status. Zayn could now see why Xantheia was so beautiful. Immediately she saw Zayn, Queen Anaya stood up from her throne, her eyebrows furrowed in displeasure and her lips twisted in a hard frown as she called out in a cold tone. "Prince Zayn of the Kingdom of Jadovia. How dare you step into my palace?!" She turned to her daughter and asked in the same dissatisfied tone, "Xantheia what is this madness?!" Queen Anaya said in anger. Her eyes then trailed to the guards, about to signal them to take the Prince out when Xantheia stopped them. "Mother please, listen to him. He's Zayna's son." At the mention of that name, Queen Anaya grew quiet as she stared at the prince. He did have her features. Jet black hair and eyes that were as bright as the silver moon. Zayna was her beloved best friend before she was brutally killed by her very own husband because of a mere suspicion. Looking at Zayn now, she could literally see her face in his and tears nearly fell from her eyes. The young lad did not deserve what he went through after his mother's death. His family was just too cruel "Why are you here?" She asked him in a more calmer tone. "I'm sorry if my presence has caused discomfort to your highness." Zayn said with a slight bow. "So I'll just go straight to the point." Queen Anaya stared at him with a suspicious gaze as she waited for him to speak. "I'll help you fight against my Kingdom." The Queen was shocked. "What?!"

"Prophecy"!, the old man snarled, "fools believe it, a pity even the self appointed wise sages believe the future is certain so long it has been foreseen" He laughed, a dry throaty laugh that seemed to vibrate from his very core. He paused for a while and rasped with an accompanied cough, spitting out a thick phlegm. He was truly old, an ancient to be exact but his death as foreseen thousands of years ago was a sham, a useless rambling of fools, ramblings people thought to be words of prophecy. He alone has the right to doubt the words of the prophet for he alone had lived and seen the desolate era.

"You wish to become my enemy?" The prince spoke in calm but haunting voice as he stood afloat in the air with his back facing the other person. There was nothing in the place but the two of them. It looked so solemn but was deadly at the same time. "I still don't understand how are you still alive." The person facing the prince spoke with ragged breath, numerous cuts and a bleeding shoulder. A flame sword on his grip as it pointed ambitiously at the prince. "You could never dispose of me." A small laugh broke out and grew into an evil and wicked one that echoed throughout the corners of the realm. Silence soon followed. The air started to vibrate and the ground began to shake as the prince spoke. "I am the darkened and undying heart of the kingdom! I am the guardian of the sea and those who face me with opposition shall perish!" The Broken Prince Book 2

The thirteen Primordial Gods thought they were the first creations of the Universe and All creatures were under their dominion. They ruled with impunity flaunting their power to those that dared oppose them. Unbeknown to them there were older existences lurking in the darkness, bidding their time... waiting... They knew there were much more dangers outside the universe than these gods with a bloated sense of self-importance could ever imagine. As eons passed, the Primordial Gods become greedy for more power, and began to fight among themselves for control of the Universe. As their battle raged... The undulating vibrations of their fight could be heard in the chaos.... In a certain abyss within the chaos, a place that was pitch black, the void tore apart and two gigantic eyes blazed in the darkness. Yet these were merely two eyes of a creature whose beginning or end, could not be fathomed. The huge crimson eyes glowed with intense light as they illuminated the vast universe. A cold voice reverberated through space... its source untraceable... "Finaly... its time" The raging primordial gods continued their fight... unaware that because of their actions, traces of the Universe Origin were leaked... heralding their doom.

[Mature content 18+. No rape] "Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her. "What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room. "I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?" "I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most. She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open. "In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck, "Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

Title: "Wildheart Chronicles: The Elemental Bond" In the mystical realm of Eldoria, where the primal forces of elemental magic reign supreme, the awakening of Awakeners is a revered rite of passage that binds individuals to the wildheart of the land. Among the Awakeners, the most coveted and esteemed are the Elemental Beast Tamers, whose bond with elemental creatures manifests as a powerful and mystical connection. At the heart of this tale are siblings Gabriel and Jade, orphaned souls in a realm teeming with elemental wonders and untold secrets. When Gabriel discovers his latent potential as a Beast Tamer, his elemental affinity takes on the form of a majestic beast within him, bearing the mark of his element above his brow. With the ability to summon his elemental companion at will, Gabriel is thrust into a world of adventure and peril, where his bond with his elemental beast becomes the key to unlocking the mysteries of Eldoria. As Gabriel and Jade navigate the challenges of their awakened abilities, they unravel the enigmatic tapestry of Eldoria's elemental realms, each step bringing them closer to the truth of their shared legacy. Guided by the whispers of the wildheart and the elemental spirits that dwell within, they embark on a quest to restore balance to a realm on the brink of chaos, facing dark forces that threaten to disrupt the delicate harmony of the elemental world. In a land where shadows dance with light, thunder rumbles against the earth, and the waters whisper ancient songs of wisdom, Gabriel and Jade must harness the power of their elemental bonds to protect Eldoria from impending darkness. Along the way, they befriend fellow Awakeners, face formidable challenges, and delve into the depths of their own souls to uncover the true strength of kinship and resilience. As the fate of Eldoria hangs in the balance, Gabriel and Jade must harness the untamed power of the wildheart within them, forging an unbreakable bond that transcends time and space. In a realm where elemental beasts roam and elemental magic thrives, the siblings' journey will test their courage, determination, and faith in the elemental bond that binds them together. The Awakening of Awakeners in Eldoria In the mystical realm of Eldoria, the awakening of Awakeners is a revered and transformative process that shapes the destiny of individuals and binds them to the primal forces of the elemental realms. Among the populace of Eldoria, individuals may awaken as commoners, Element Wielders, or the rarest and most esteemed, Elemental Beast Tamers, each with a unique connection to the elemental forces that govern the realm. 1. Commoners: The majority of individuals in Eldoria awaken as commoners, possessing a basic attunement to the elemental energies that suffuse the land. Commoners may exhibit minor elemental abilities that manifest in everyday tasks and interactions, such as manipulating small flames, calming gentle breezes, or sensing shifts in the earth's vibrations. While they lack the advanced powers of Element Wielders and Elemental Beast Tamers, commoners play a vital role in maintaining the balance of elemental harmony within Eldoria. 2. Element Wielders: Element Wielders are individuals who possess a deeper connection to a specific elemental force, allowing them to wield and manipulate elemental energies with greater finesse and control. These gifted individuals are often revered for their mastery over their chosen element, whether it be fire, water, earth, air, lightning, darkness, or light. Element Wielders serve as skilled artisans, healers, and defenders of Eldoria, channeling their elemental abilities to protect and nurture the land. 3. Elemental Beast Tamers: The most enigmatic of Awakeners are the Elemental Beast Tamers, individuals who form profound bonds with elemental creatures and can harness the powers of their chosen beasts. These exceptional individuals are able to communicate with and control elemental beasts

The germination of magic is just now, and religious beliefs are varied. A mysterious wizard, hiding in a lonely place. From the civilized city of Ann Lobis to Zezhou in the resurrected mountains, an absurd and bizarre mystery tour is about to unfold, with the remains of witches, the pursuit of curses, the remains of behemoths, the horrible green face and the mechanical killing beyond the times. By the artificial lake of Thorn Thorn College, a fake schoolmaster was holding a fishing rod without a hook, and when he was planning how to cheat in the exam, the fishing line suddenly vibrated violently, and he caught a garden dog ... "Can even dogs cross these days?"

The novel features MATURE CONTENT (R18+). Extreme from the 74th chapter onward. "I couldn't put my mind off you...again." He sounded so timid and his voice was fading along with his confession. "I'm stuck into you... Tina!" He broke out strongly. The doubts in her floated with her tears, along with several sniffs, and the vibration coming from the way she wanted to calm but all ceased momentarily and she felt void to her core. In Inturns, the chilled breeze that her body was not responding to started rushing deep to her spine and her body shivers uncontrolled. Her eyes bulged and her gaze strayed upon him. "W-What.. what... does that... suppose to mean?" Stammered, she asked. Lord Edam prowled his ocean blue eyes upon her lips which were quivering. He could see how his confession got her shocked but in a way that shocked him too. He never realized how deeply he felt for her, not until this very moment... —He could no longer deny her. Naya was lost...completely. Was he that same rogue king? A devil Known for his crude and massacred nature?  "Don't you feel the same way as I do, Tina?" He whispered, "I will accept and understand if you reject me... but just say something to me." Naya closed and open her eyes again. The intense heat she was feeling underneath her skin was hellish. Likewise, Lord Edam was trying hard to suppress the urge of his brutality. Feared he was going to scare the shit out of her again but then the eagerness to brace her into his soul was more dominating.  He just needs her to say a word... Just an answer! Beneath her breath, she whispered. "I do but..." As soon as that solemn voice came to him, his soft lips press gently on hers...smooching the fear out of her. I need no more words but this... I do! • • • Getting transmigrated into a world of werewolves, only to meet a rogue King who was tormenting as hell and evil as the devil but what? She was his soulmate... His breed-mate... His bounded mate... to Torment... to Destroy... and to Love! Novel tags... #Sweetlove #adventure #mystery #magic #werewolfsliceoflife #Alpha #Dark #Royals #Romance Other Book: 'YOU BELONG TO ME' Contact Author. Instagram: elita_author Facebook: Author Elita Rose Discord: Elita_Rose#0411 (Cover art belongs to the respective owners, edited by me.)

Lu Ke was inserting a vibrator into her juice-splashed pussy while watching a group sex pornographic film on the screen. Looking at the actress surrounded by cocks, Lu Ke showed an expression of envy and longing. "I really want to be fucked by so many cocks. Their cocks are so big and long. It would be great if the heroine were me. I really want cocks in my cunt. Come and gang-rape me. Come and gang-rape my cunt with big cocks." ..." After the climax, Lu Ke was surprised to find that he had been selected and bound to the "High-Quality Cock Strategy System." The system will tell her about the men with high-quality cocks she meets around her, and provide strategies for each high-quality cock. As long as she wants, Lu Ke can be filled with all kinds of big and long real cocks as she wishes. What a magical system, I love it.

[Mature Content] A humble shop owner struggling to make ends meet in the modern world, storms into a company to demand her money back for a defective vibrator when she meets the arrogant and dangerous boss, Alaric Draconis. In a twisted tale of rags to riches, love and war; something dark lies just beneath the surface, challenging Ari's world as she knows it. There are things out there that prey on humans, hidden councils that keep mortals oblivious to the bloodthirsty beasts that lurk in the shadowed streets of Seattle Washington. In a world of witches, ghosts, succubus', werewolves, and vampires, Ari is the most dangerous piece in the game: a blood doll that strengthens a vampire's ability. The ultimate weapon between warring supernaturals. —————————————————————- Ari used a single hand to dig into her bra, retrieving her cellphone. "I will not grovel like some sinner in church. Are you secretly some kinky priest?" She waved the device at the door guard. The threat was mostly empty. She couldn't really afford to be involved with the authorities and explain why she'd stormed into the building to begin with. The silence grew as she waited with baited breath. Please let this work. Please let this work. She prayed in her mind. "I don't think you understand, Ms. Ari. A man such as myself doesn't aim for success with the idea of only pleasing some of his genuine audience he appeals to. The goal is perfection, and I've had that for ten years until today. I couldn't care less if you were God," He spoke lowly, then said. "If I can't handle a woman with a mouth I shouldn't run a company." Alaric chuckled lowly beneath his breath and rested a fisted hand against his mouth where he bit on each knuckle slowly. This woman surely had an interesting thought process, especially the vocabulary of words she used in a sentence when speaking about him. "A priest?" His naturally almond shaped eyes seemed to almost narrow more than they had, smooth wrinkles scattering at the corner of each eyelid. Another glint of red light flashed onto the surface of those Grey hues from the various city lights flashing through the large floor to ceiling windows. Dark clouds loomed behind him, and when he stepped forward and crossed the room, he'd seemed like he flew down from them; some fallen angel who'd descended from grace. The speed was quick. In one blink he stood in front of her, his hand coiling around her wrist tightly. "I've been many things in my life, but priest isn't one. I've been an angel, helping those in the community stand on their feet. I've been patient, and I've been the devil to those whom I dislike. Being on my bad side isn't where someone would like to stay if they had any sense. Apparently you don't have that. Let me tell you exactly what would've happened had you called the police. They would've come right in here and ignored everything they saw. Why? Because money and fear keeps people's mouths closed." Yanking her lifted arm downward, he forced her onto her knees before him, his gaze glinting in the darkness. "And only an idiot would forget to apologize when they attempted to swindle someone out of their league. If you want a new product, fine. But you won't be getting your money back. Remove your rude comment off my site and all will be forgotten."

What to expect: Non-stop Shonen-Manga style action, highly detailed world-building, occasional artwork and vibey narrative. Dive into the realm of Crossblades, where swords clash and magic thrums in the air. Embark on an exhilarating adventure with Sword Pop Culture, an enthralling LitRPG adventure novel teeming with intense action, intriguing power dynamics, and spellbinding world-building. Hao Vee, a blind Blade Engineer, navigates this volatile world through the pulsating vibrations of his faithful sword, Vibe Edge. For Hao Vee, a sword is not merely a weapon; it's a symbol of strength, honor, and unyielding power. His unbridled passion for swords and his unwavering belief separate him from the rest, leaving those without a sword unworthy of his attention. Witness Hao Vee as he defies the odds and seeks to become the supreme sword master in Crossblades, facing monstrous beasts known as Tokyos, dangerous palace raids, and lurking demonic entities. Every swipe of the blade, every magical incantation, brings him a step closer to his ultimate goal. Sword Pop Culture: a gripping LitRPG saga for those yearning for a thrilling blend of action, adventure, and the captivating allure of fantasy realms. So, are you ready to draw your sword and join Hao Vee in his monumental journey? Remember, in Crossblades, your sword is your soul. Updated regularly with 5-7 chapters weekly - don't miss a beat in this high-stakes fantasy adventure! Read up to 15 chapters on patreon. patreon.com/AuthorsDread

A prisoner out for revenge, a power-hungry redhead, a fallen god, and a little princess with superpowers and an impossible quest, go all out in the fight to acquire the power capable of destroying the multiverse. Whether it is to save a kingdom, to get revenge, for world domination, or merely to fall in love with it, none of them can do without this power... so they bring Carnage! This is a tale of revenge, betrayal, love and ambition. "All is fair in Love and War" Throw Powers into the mix and it is Carnage! ___ EXCERPT___ Gorak! 'Oh sh*t!', her eyes go wide. 'What is he doing here? He escaped?' Stunned by her naked beauty, the attacking Gorak stops, staring. She looks like a goddess! Lush pink skin glowing under the sunlight. Those heavenly mounds on her chest with mouth-watering nipples. Well-framed body, with a beautiful, soft ass that vibrates gently as she moves. How could anyone look this gorgeous?! Worse off, she was dripping wet. He wanted to lick her dry! Seeing that he is just standing there, Dela seizes her chance to run. She hurls her sword at him, and he dodges, but then she begins to wade through the water to escape through a tunnel deep within. He wouldn't let her go. Reaching into the water, he pulls her out and slams her against the rocky wall, holding her in place. What was he thinking? She betrayed him so cruelly 2,000 years ago, and helped the enemy take him down! He came here to get his revenge, but what was he doing now? Drooling over her? How stupid. "Mnh... let me go!" she struggled to break free. "I loved you. Took good care of you. But what did you do? You betrayed me the second you got the chance! And what for? A cheap chance at Power?!" He yelled the last sentence in her face. She whimpered, shutting her eyes, her lips quivering. Those lips... "I'm not afraid of you!", she responded in defiance She would fight to the death. She balled her fists, making them into flaming fists. She was strong, but she was still just a Guardian. He was a god. This fight would last only a second. "Still so feisty. Your newfound powers cannot save you." He held Dela in place, keeping both her hands above her head with one hand, pressing down the rest of her body with his own body against the rocky wall. As she struggled to break free, her soft body rubbed against his hard one. It was distorting his thoughts "Hold still!", he commanded. Shocked, she stopped moving. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she realised what he meant. He took his sword to her throat. It lightly touched her skin and left a small cut. Some blood trickled down. "Say your prayers." She shut her eyes again, quivering, waiting for her death. It was finally the time to kill her. He had planned his revenge through the last 2,013 years of his life. How he would enjoy the fear on her face in her last moments, right before he slit her throat, but... Why couldn't he do it? What was stopping him? Gorak had never hesitated to kill anyone in his life before. He was genuinely confused as to why he just couldn't do it. "She betrayed you, remember? Do it, fool! Just do it.", he mumbled under his breath. Those lips... He gulped hard. He wanted to kiss them again! He lowered his sword and pressed down upon their softness, hungrily eating them out in a sweet french kiss. Deepening further, he dropped his sword, freeing his right hand to arc Dela's head, holding it in place so that his tongue reaches into the deepest depths of her soul, swallowing her whole. Wide-eyed, Dela is shocked by the kiss. It ushers in a flood of memories. 2,013year old memories. She embraces him, pushing herself up against him. Her hands are free but what is she doing? Making out with her killer!? ........ #r18 *Book cover credit: ArtStation*