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Tessa Dare Pride And Prejudice Fan

Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Darkness reigned before the dawn of light... Who would have thought that his mundane life would take a chilling turn one day? Trapped in the monotony of his office existence, Simon suddenly finds himself thrust into an extraordinary realm beyond imagination. Death was merely the beginning... When Simon opened his eyes next, a fantastical landscape vastly different from his familiar office cubicle awaited him. A marvellous sight, a different world. The cruel life... Althaea, a realm of merciless brutality where the law of survival dictates: eat or be eaten, kill or be killed. Born not as a human... Simon emerges as a demon, a being shunned by humanity and embroiled in a relentless war between humans and demons. The Seraphims, protector of humanity, and the Demon lords who rule across all demonkind. Amidst all the chaos, he must navigate the treacherous hierarchy of demonkind as one of the lowest-ranking Demon Nobles. The unique power... The art of dungeon creation—a golden opportunity to ascend above the chaos and establish his dominion. With power comes adversaries... Now he must delve deeper, unveil its hidden powers and forge alliances that will dictate his fate. Fight rival demons, vengeful seraphims, and ancient evils who were up to no good. . Join Simon on his odyssey through a world teetering on the edge of destruction, where every step forward is fraught with danger and every decision could mean life or death. Will he rise to the challenge and defy the odds, or will he succumb to the unforgiving darkness that threatens to consume him? ----- Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can support me by helping me buy illustrations:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.
ViciousPepper · 4.4M Views

PREJUDICE-The Sable Syndicate

Josep frowned as he looked at the few newspapers spread out on the table. In an instant, he understood Annelie's point. Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Josep waved his hand to the guards who were still in the room. ‘Leave us.’ he ordered. As soon as the guards left and the door closed. The atmosphere in the room became more private. Annelie, who had been watching Josep's movements unconsciously, sensed that something was different. Those orderly and deliberate movements, as if the leader was used to dealing with pressure. However, she could not forget what he was for yesterday. ‘All the commotion in town,’ Annelie said, pointing to a pile of newspapers, ‘has one brain behind it. And as Duke, you must immediately arrest whoever is responsible for this mess.’ Josep leaned back in his chair, his seemingly flat face hiding something that caught his attention. ‘So, you believe that all this social chaos has been organised by one person?’ Josep asked in a flat voice. Annelie nodded before continuing, ‘I've read all this over and over again. Although all of these papers were written by different authors and printed in different presses, their writing styles are suspiciously similar.’ Annelie began to point out some examples that could be used as evidence for her conversation that afternoon through the newspaper. ‘The key sentences used seem like they came from a single thought. This is no coincidence, a person or group must be controlling this information to set the narrative in Eldbourne.’ Annelie's continuation made Josep stare at the newspaper calmly. Although in the back of his mind, he knew that Annelie was off the girl's track. ‘When is Lord Harrington home?’ A question that annoyed Annelie because Josep was trying to divert the conversation from a topic that he thought was very important. ‘He should be home. But, what does that have to do with my father?’ Annelie asked in an annoyed tone. Josep did not answer directly. But the young man got up from his seat and walked over to Annelie before looking at her for a moment and saying, ‘I'll take you home.’ Annelie was surprised by Josep's change in demeanour. However, Annelie should not have delved further into the riots that took place in Eldbourne. The events of that day were the gateway that made Annelie always remember the impudence that changed the fate of her life in the future. Which is full of darkness and gripping secrets.
_rosetavarid · 3.1K Views

Dare to Be Mine

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?
Nero_Zone · 14.9K Views
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