Exhalation

Seval's life had always been a whirlwind, molded by encounters with forces beyond human understanding. His story was a chaotic blend of wonder and peril, where moments of joy were shadowed by the looming specter of danger. The mysteries and cosmic threads that entwined with his fate had both lifted him to exhilarating heights and dragged him through chilling depths. Now, standing at the threshold of his home, a place that once symbolized comfort, Seval felt an emptiness that gnawed at his core. The adrenaline-fueled years had worn on him, each battle and revelation leaving indelible marks not just on his body but on his spirit. He had fought and survived where others might have surrendered, always bracing for the next storm. But now, in the fragile calm that surrounded him, the quiet seemed almost deafening. The echoes of his past reverberated through the silence, taunting him with memories he would rather forget yet could never ignore. Seval exhaled sharply, feeling the weight of unspoken fears pushing down on him. The house was filled with reminders of simpler times—trinkets and mementos that had survived the chaos he called his life. Yet, their presence was bittersweet. He knew he needed to find a way to piece himself back together, to reclaim the peace that felt so distant. But as he sat in the stillness, trying to catch the right current that would guide him to peace, his thoughts drifted back to the shadows that still lurked in his mind, threatening to devour what little contentment remained. He wasn’t sure how to face it. The choice lay ahead: to let the past consume him or to push forward, finding his flow amid the tangled web of his own fears.

( MATURITY CONTENT not a lot do ) This is a story which makes people believe no matter what comes in your way you get through with it. It's not a love story where their whole world revolves around their love interest. You will read about two completely different in nature but with almost all their opinions getting together. Both of them think that love or not life won't stop or slow down. What's more, they both find it troublesome though for different reasons. Just like in every other story lady was emotionally exhausted due to her over-involvement in every relationship in her life and well man doesn't seem to have time for such a nonprofitable thing not even for the closest to people around him. So, due to a crazy twist of fate, their were end up tagged as " I'm madly & deeply in love with work ". And both their parents also did not seem to be exhausted from setting up blind dates for them. So, guys what are waiting for come and their twisted journey with me ' Adibhav '. " What still not coming haa ... fine ..fine " *expect* ' And look at that look in his eyes as if he saw something interesting and extremely amusing ' ..... ' what he was so amused off '. " Still not back hhmm," he said in his mellow voice 'f*ck his voice made me gulp ' . " What do you mean by ' I'll take responsibility ' hhaa," she said while glaring at him. " Exactly what it means, now do you really want me to tell you why and what I mean by it, isn't it that obvious enough ". he said while bumping his head with her and exhaling deeply. He looked into her eyes and pressed in on her ' Oh my god! what the hell, why do I feel a little breathless when he pulls me ' ... 'f*ck !!! what's with that, why did I feel this strange feeling in the lower part of my body when he tightened his fingers around my fingers '. " do you really think I would expect your proposal .. now please don't say that you have fallen in love with me because....." as she just about said that she don't believe in all of this. "No," he said ignoring her expression ' to be honest I didn't know what to feel after hearing his reply ' anyway I heard him say "What did you forget how you and I first met..." his eyes looked at her in search of something and sure enough he got what he was looking for, he continued " which was arranged by our parents .. hmm what do you think the purpose of the meeting.... don't they want you and me to be together ". " Really " exclaimed in fake happiness then she snorted and rolled her eyes "Well I didn't seem to remember you this interested in me back then, what change in less than half a month from our first meeting... Oh my mistake blind date," she said sarcastically and certainly forgetting the current situation she was in, definitely more curious in knowing what peaked his interest and completely neglecting the fact that there were much more important things to talk. " Don't you remember both yours and my parents pushed you and me into it? And all I got to know was the person I was supposed to have a blind date with ' which was you ' and that 'she is a very nice girl ' and I should meet you before I could find anything and they even instructed me not to investigate anything about you .....". "hahaha ooh poor you .... in that case, I was really lucky there. I know a thing or two about you like 'who you are ' about your family and so " she said interrupting him. He cut her off " Well you don't even seem like the person I would prefer to spend my life with, it will be a hassle to take care of. And your looks were too obedient for my liking, being obedient will not harm me but that kind of person just be a liability to me I'm not gonna allow this to happen in my saint mindset " he retorted while feeling a little offended by her remarks. For more read You and I: Found Us...

Basil Augustus Hawthrone, the heir of the Hawthrone Agritech. He exhales an air of control and preciseness. His cold appearance makes him seem aloof, as if emotions are useless distraction. With a sharp intellect and a calculating mind, he always measure every decision strictly. His serious nature often frightens those around him, as he rarely smiles or shows warmth, choosing to maintain an atmosphere and distance and authority. The only person that gets to see his weakness is Tatiana, his ex-fiancée for five years, who turned out to be his niece. In order for them to cease to continue the forbidden love they had for each other, he was arranged to marry the stepsister of his ex-fiancée. Seraphine Amara Montgomery, the illegitimate daughter of Silas Montgomery, the founder of MT Enterprises. She is a perfect example of a woman free from all flaws, but beneath her lies a restless soul. She moves through life carelessly, lost in desires and pleasures, unconcerned with the consequences of her actions that is run by a sense of entitlement, coming from a life of privilege, where everything she wants has always been within reach, except for the affection that she longs from her family. Seraphine's polished exterior hides the space left by emotional neglect and isolation, making her reckless in her chase for affection and validation. When both the family of Basil and Tatiana, his ex-fianćee, found out that they are related by blood, the family decided to broke them apart and set up Basil to marry Amara instead, the stepsister of Tatiana who recently got involved in an illegal drug trade managed by one of her friends, Alistair. The father of Tatiana and Amara thought that this idea will bring tranquility in their household, but little does he know that he created another problem that will make the situation of his daughters worst? In a twisted game of fate, the threads of blood and desire will leave them wondering who will ultimately claim their souls.

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

"Why did you have to get married to me then if you knew you were going to throw me away!" She yelled. He exhaled gently and faced her, his face blank, his eyes surprisingly cool. "That's because, I had to save my crown and my throne. Now, let me live my life." "Why did it have to be me?" She palmed her face. "You know she's my fated mate and there's nothing I can do about it." With tears in her eyes, she slowly picked up herself and nodded. "I'll sign the divorce papers." • • • Nyx is torn with grief, when Alpha Oberon, her husband decides to divorce her after he claims to have found his fated mate. She leaves the pack out of the fear of returning back to her abusive and cruel parents and raises her child all by herself. Years race by, with the new Luna not being able to produce any heir for the kingdom. A seer tells the king that he has a heir who has the king's blood running in his veins. What happens when he realises the child is from the very woman who once offended? What will he to do convince her to come back in order to save his throne and kingdom? https://discord.com/invite/2fkn5kam Click the link to join my discord group

{Mature content} Slow burn: so be warned She is a billionaire's daughter in search of true love, despite all the heartbreaks she has been through... He is a tycoon's son looking for true love... when their paths cross will there be a great love story between these two? ********* "What do you think about Elias?" Esmeralda blinked dumbly at her father, her mind turning blank. Noticing his daughter's expression, the older man chuckled. "I had a conversation with Patrick yesterday." Hearing the name of her father's dear friend, Esmeralda's heart dropped. She didn't have a good feeling about where this conversation was going. "He had brought up a brilliant suggestion." Her father's eyes practically sparkled with excitement, a direct contrast to the building dread in Esmeralda's stomach. "My dear, how do you feel about marrying Elias?" Elias was Patrick's son, someone that Esmeralda had grown up with. However, that was all he was to her. Elias is just a friend and nothing more to her. "I don't like Elias that way, Dad." Esmeralda frowned. "You don't?'' Mr. Fernandez asked after hearing his daughter's reply. Esmeralda exhaled. "Dad, look, Elias and I are just friends. Nothing more." "But you two were so close growing up. It would be a good match, Esmeralda," her father said. Silently, Esmeralda tightly clenched her fists at her sides, trying her best to contain herself. Her father was always like this-- once he had made a decision, he wouldn't listen to any other suggestions, even if he was the one that had asked for those differing opinions in the first place. "But Dad--" "Who knows?" Mr. Fernandez cut in before Esmeralda could finish her sentence. "As the saying goes, no good relationship starts without a good friendship first. After your marriage, you might both develop feelings for each other." "Elias and I--" Ignoring her, he continued, "The boy might even welcome the arrangement. We always thought that he had a thing for you." With a wink, Mr. Fernandez stood up from his seat. "Try talking to him first so that we can get an idea of what he feels about this arrangement, alright? If he has feelings for you, it wouldn't be too bad an idea to get married," he said. Walking over, he gave his daughter's shoulder a light squeeze. All Esmeralda felt were the chains on her body tightening. She didn't want this marriage; she didn't need to be bound by it. However, nothing she was saying was getting through to her father. "I'm sure that after you see how much he loves you and how good he is, you will eventually learn to love him too." With those final words, Mr. Fenandez left the room, leaving his daughter to simmer in the aftershock of the news he had just dropped on her. Like it? Add it to your library your reviews and comments will be highly appreciated.

“Please, let me go…” I cried while he kept walking forward towards me, making me shiver more. While his eyes fixated on me, he brought the cigarette to his lips and inhaled deeply while I gulped. As he exhaled, a slow stream of smoke escaped his lips, dissipating into the air and he started, “You shouldn’t have done that… You did a big mistake” “I am sorry…” I cried again and shook my head. “It’s done. It’s time for the punishment now…” He said and my heart skipped a beat. . Allison Wesley was living a normal life as a journalist until she gets involved into a task which leads her to slap the mafia boss in town. Her one mistake gets her life upside down as she enters the world of thrill, excitement, passion and danger. Read on to find out more!

"You have no idea, Alliana, how long I've been waiting for this," Carlos said, grabbing my throat and pinning me against the wall. My exhalation became stuck in my throat as I felt his lips inches away from my neck. "You tested my patience the moment you walked inside my mansion and gave me that attitude. But now that I have you in close contact after spending weeks in prison," Carlos said before slipping a finger inside my panties, "you're mine." Carlos Andrés Romano is a powerful mafia lord in Rome, Italy. He gets his way whenever and wherever he wants. Unfortunately, he gets into legal trouble and requires immediate assistance. Alliana Mercedes is a fantastic lawyer in Ontario, Canada, who is determined to get her clients out of prison. After a difficult meeting and her refusal, Carlos orders his men to kidnap her in order for her to assist him. Alliana is reluctant at first, but she considers the money she will receive, but Carlos has other plans for when Alliana gets him out of there. What is Carlos' plan for her? This story contains plot twists, sexual chapters, and side problems!

# WIFESPOILING # SNAKEHUSBAND [On my wedding night, my husband is a snake!] Ning Qing got lost when she was young, and a black python saved her and said, “I saved you. You will have to be my wife in the future.” The young Ning Qing didn’t know what a “wife” was, only that she needed to give birth to snake babies. Later, Ning Qing was saved and grew up successfully, entered higher education and was about to get an internship. The black python had taken a human form and created its own business empire. When the two met after many years, the man recognized Ning Qing and was very satisfied with the wife that had been sent to him. However, he still acted business-like and said, “Be my assistant. Not only will you handle documents and travel with me, but you’ll also take care of my pet!” She didn’t recognize him, so Ning Qing nodded. “Good!” After officially starting work, the man secretly observed his wife and saw on her phone a random picture of a black python. He asked unhappily, “What are you doing?” “A big snake saved me when I was younger. He said I had to be his wife and give birth to snake babies.” A certain man silently exhaled at that. “But… the biology I learned back in junior high school said there’s a difference between human reproductive systems and animals, so I can’t give birth to snake babies. To fulfill the promise, I found a female snake as a new wife for him. The man’s face darkened. “How would you know it likes female snakes?” Ning Qing was stunned. “Then… I’ll look for a…male one?” The man: “...”

Many say love is a fleeting emotion. But to them, love is an amorous devotion. … Cassandra Qin, a woman of grace and feminine perfection. Renowned as a charismatic and regal chairwoman, a prime woman in her late thirties whom all could only yearn in their most beautiful dream. Seen as a woman who has it all; exquisite beauty, success and outstanding daughter. She is revered by all, yet little do they know that behind her veneer of perfection, she has to nurse her own wound in darkness of night when no one is around. A woman whose heart is encased frozen to the heat of intimacy is what she believed she is, or so she thought until she meets him, the younger man who melts her coldness and ignites a flicker of passion within her into a storming inferno. A wet dream dressed in a hot suit, the finest womanizer. Her sweetest mistake. Him, whose presence sets her body aflame and whose smile features upon her dirtiest fantasies. Heir to the dark household. A man with whom she should have no contact with, yet the maddening temptation is just as irresistible as his vixen smile. Their passionate romance is like an exquisite painting, a captivating blend of raw passion and intimacy. Two dominant man and woman who get very lost in their amorous yet loveless affair, neither is able for fall for the other. Their coupling is one of unbridled passion, wrapped in the shroud of secrecy and danger. Will they end in timeless devotion or be consumed by the flames of their alluring affair? ... Sensuous fingertips traced down the lines of masculine perfection and up rippling pectorals. Hot and wet tongues locked together as silken thighs straddled with sinuous motion. Inhalations whisper of passion and desire. Their breaths mingled while fingers orchestrated an exhaled symphony of amorous moans. "Dance for me." The lady demanded, biting his neck as she pinned him down against the soft velvet sheets. "My pleasure." The man rasped, swallowing down, as he caressed the silhouette of smooth, contrasting thighs. "Anything you desire, my dear Queen."

ABOUT THE BOOK Reincarnated As A Nuclear Bomb depicts the adventurous journey of Ryan Bonnier who awakens in another world as an advanced mechanical killing-machine capable of causing explosions that could end an entire nation! After discovering that his maker [an ambitious Terrorist Leader], plans to conquer the world with his unstoppable killing-machines, Ryan decides to play the hero and battle the villain. With the aid of the U.S military, Ryan successful obliviates his maker - losing his life in the process. His sacrifice wasn't forgotten. As a matter of fact, a large statue was built in order to honor him - his selfless deeds would be remembered in the hearts of the people for a very long time. The battle wasn't over yet - the enemy just lost a pillar, and they could replace it anytime they wanted. The United States must've won the battle, but they did not win the war. SNIPPET 1 The tunnel was located in a secluded part of the Terrorists zone. The rat, Ryan and Lynnette all crawled into the tunnel. It was wide enough to fit a human given that the human was small figured and crawled on all fours. In the tunnel, permeated a very annoying smell. “What smells like that?” Lynnette asked with a frown. “This is where all the terrorists drop their shits.” The rat replied. “Smells annoying, right? Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.” “It’s just the smell of Terrorists poop. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it,” Ryan chuckled. “I don’t want to get used to the smell of terrorists’ poop!” Lynnette itched her nose. SNIPPET 2 How do I leave this godforsaken place? Ryan asked himself, studying the men and their movements. Then, he remembered what had happened earlier! The people that saw him were terrified by his appearance. Even he himself did not know what he was, or how he looked like, but he hoped to be handsome. Ryan inhaled and exhaled deeply for about five seconds before he charged towards the exit. The terrorists guarding the exit saw him and they were terrified of his appearance just like he had wanted them to be. But what he didn’t see coming was the fact that they had guns, and had been ordered to shoot anything they couldn’t identify! The bullets from their guns dashed towards Ryan, but shockingly, he jumped into the air and avoided them all! His speed was extraordinary and this shocked the men including Ryan himself.

His magnificently beautiful eyes looked into mine with possessiveness. I exhaled out a shuddered breath, and he grabbed my jaw. “This is not who you are to me, Isabella. And I want more than what we have. Understood?” The dominance in his tone was obvious, while his words sounded like a fantasy I’ve always dreamt of. More than what we have. More than step-brother. ______________________________ I, a 19-year-old girl, had always had a secret crush on someone I shouldn’t have. That’s right—it was none other than Achilles Roman, my stepbrother, who was two years older than me. I had kept my feelings dumped in a Tupperware box for as long as I could remember. But how could I control myself when he himself started making moves on me? And what should I do when I realize that he was nowhere near the Achilles I thought I knew? Read to find out.

JOURNEY OF A PRINCESS TO RULE THE EMPIRE ONE DAY. JOURNEY OF A MAN TO SEE HIS WOMAN RULE THE EMPIRE ONE DAY. --- Tang Jia Li, the Crown Princess of the Tang Empire, was accused of the murder of her father, the Emperor. The same night, she was deposed from her royal title and ordered to be beheaded. When she attempted to run away, she died at the hands of her enemies. Before embracing death, she prays for one chance to change her fate. Thankfully, Heaven listens to her, and she gets reborn on the same day when it all begins. However, it is not easy to take revenge alone when her enemies are countless. That is when Tang Jia Li gets the support of the five young noblemen— The Empress’s bodyguard, the State Minister's son, the Prime Minister’s son, the Governor’s son, and the General’s son. While embarking the journey of revenge, she gets entangled with these five noblemen, finding Friendship, Loyalty, Rivalry and True Love. ~~~~~~ Jia Li held her breath as she felt his warm exhales against her skin, soon followed by the warmth of his lips. She pushed him away. "Xianwu, no more teasing," she cautioned, observing his amused smile directed at her. "What did I do?" Xianwu acted innocent, keeping the smirk on his lips. "Act like a noble man not an immoral one," she scolded him. "I believe in acting immorally around you," Xianwu remarked. Jia Li shot a glance at him. "Don't look at me with that gaze. It gives me an invitation to do more with you," Xianwu said. ~~~~~~ The story contains mature themes of ancient times such as severe punishments, slavery, killings etc. Thank you author AleeqaC for helping in the synposis edits. Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

"Who is it?' "Mia. Mia Salvatore." "Come in." Mia opened the door slowly and entered with the suitcase. His chair wasn't facing her. "Good morning sir." She greeted him and exhaled. "Good morning. And why are you standing at the door? Come here." The CEO said and Mia came towards him. At the same time, he turned his chair. Mia stopped in her tracks. He was so handsome. "Seriously Mia??" She asked herself. Wow...i love your lips sir. Mia actually felt like telling him that. After all, she's got the bravery, but the words just couldn't come out. "Miss Mia Salvatore, please sit." "Mia." "Miss Mia??" "Miss Salvatore??" "Are you there??" "MISS MIA SALVATORE!!!" He yelled and she finally blinked and closed her drooling mouth before sitting. Sometimes, i still cry. Sometimes it still hurts To have my daughter smiling back at me when i look into her blue eyes, it's wrong. But NO! She doesn't need a dad. I can be a mum, dad, sister, brother, and even grandparents to Rebecca. All my youth was devoted to her monster dad, then he did what he seems fit. I will never trust a man again. I will never lavish on a man again. No one is capable of taking care of Becca than me. I'll work hard and give her the best life. But when Mia crosses path with Oliver, an handsome, caring billionaire who is attached to Rebecca, will she give him a chance to take care of her and her darling little Princess?

"Even after millions of years, I will definitely find you again. Wait for me." She whispered as she exhaled the last of her breath. As the ruler of the three realm, the only solution to protect her love and the three realm was to destroy herself. Her death was thought to be the solution for all, but after that many things changed unbelievably. The day she died, the person she loved suddenly disappeared from three realm. Moreover, nobody got any information about her guardian. What could be the cause of their disappearance? Will she find her love again if she is born again in the Three realm?

"Thanks, uncle, if you weren't there, maybe my sexy body would get scratched, hehe," said Angela, looking closely at the beady eyes that had hypnotized her. Bintang didn't like the call uncle that the pink lips said, Alex and Devon laughed mockingly at Bintang, this beautiful woman was very funny. The face is still fresh, the body is also very huggable when I call it uncle. "Does my face look like uncle?" said the star "Yes, uncle," answered Angela innocently "And uncle, this can make you scream loudly," whispered Bintang in Angela's ear, which made her body shiver, for some reason her body felt like she had been electrocuted, her lower part also became wet tingling. "Oh, what are you doing, uncle, if you poked my leg, I would have screamed, old man, you idiot, it turns out," Angela pushed the star's body roughly, she could feel the muscles printed under the shirt, it was her naughty hands, not Angela, friends. "How old are you if I may ask?" Bintang looked at the woman in front of him with interest, he wanted this woman to warm his bed tonight, the woman's eyes made Bintang forget about his status as someone's husband. And that body was so within reach of his hands, he couldn't wait to squeeze the front and back mounds that had been waving for a while to be touched. "Why 16 years old, uncle?" You're a star animal, how can you lust after a child whose age is 12 years different from yours? He's crazy. He quickly pushed his wild thoughts away from the woman in front of him. He exhaled to neutralize the passion that had begun to rise but unfortunately he forgot that there was a devil incarnate following him. "It's good, it's still plain, neat and just bites the gas, bro, young leaves are really markotop," Devon gave two thumbs up. "What this uncle means is that I wanted to ask you to meet me, beautiful, later if you want to get to know each other, he can give you a lollipop, you know, it won't even fit in your small mouth," Angel's eyes sparkled with joy, wow, he likes lollipops, but it's the lollipops that these three single men are talking about. not sweet colorful lollipops but chocolate lollipops. "Let's go home, little children shouldn't be close to people they just met," Jinny grabbed Angel's hand and asked him to leave. "Hey, you're still a kid, you're still a kid, kidding like this can make you a kid, don't be mistaken, don't get me wrong," Jinny laughed. It's true, they're still small, even to enter this club, you have to register as a member of the club using their parents' ID cards secretly. In contrast to Jinny, the three adult men were shocked by Angel's words just now.

I continued to look until the smoke cleared. Laying there in a pool of blood was a decapitated Jarrod. I exhaled a sigh, lowering my weapon. The room became open once more. I saw Leonard leaning against the door frame; he looked at the bodies that littered the floor, then at me. “It’s over, isn’t it? Our nightmares are over. We’re finally free.” I looked at Jarrod’s body. “It is.”

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

Losing the soul pearl on Ashedore’s 1000th anniversary was not as painful as the killing of his mother, the queen, in cold blood. Filled with rage, Zale must set out of the four seas on a journey to retrieve the soul pearl and enact his revenge. What he wasn’t expecting was the beguiling turn of events that the human world would bring. Pearl, a lively young maiden in Noterra, with hidden powers is ostracized by her peers and lives a calm life with her parents. She comes across a handsome stranger in need of direction and as their paths continue to cross, she falls in love with him. However, she soon finds out that not all glitter brings good tidings. Along with his coming, her life is thrown into a chaotic and painful adventure, one more than she could ever imagine. Losing all she has ever loved, Pearl sticks to Zale and joins him on his mission. In the bid to get back the soul pearl, Zale and Pearl’s fate are entangled with love blooming and transcending amidst the clash of swords, betrayal, conspiracies and secrets. Left with a heritage that would change her fate, Zale’s painful revenge and a choice that endangers her very life, what decisions would Pearl make and what cruel fate awaits her for the choices made? ***Excerpt*** "Ah!" She yelped when she suddenly felt his body slide over her back and his semi-hard on land between her buttock cheeks.  Fear erupted inside her as he cast his shadow over her.  "Until when are you going to pretend and hide from me, my pearl?" His husky voice drew out close to her ear as he bit on top of her ear.  Instinctively she bit her lips, feeling pleasure beginning to rise in her body.  "Pearl." He licked the bite mark before kissing her neck, moving down to her shoulder and back, leaving small love bites in his wake.  Noticing she had failed to cover herself in front of him, she attempted to do so but stopped halfway and let her hands down when he gave his order. "Stop hiding from me. I want to see you and touch you." She exhaled sharply. "Why do you keep on running?" "Y-you…" She hesitated but when he covered her left breast with his hand, giving a light squeeze, she moaned forgetting it all.  "Tell me." His lips found her neck once more, leaving Pearl weak from the pleasure. "You said not to touch you," she managed to let out. He chuckled lightly and turned her in his arms so she was facing him. "I did, so?" "You…" He captured her lips, kissing her deeply before giving her a chance to catch her breath. "I did for your good." ************* Disclaimer: Cover Not Mine Read-only on WEBNOVEL ––––––––––– Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa Discord: BaeVida#7167 Youtube: https://youtube.com/channel/UC25S69WOTLDlvpL8GGjwi_A

“Because I don't want to scare you,” his voice came out as soft as a cold breeze that passed by. “But you are scaring me now,” he took a few deep inhales and exhaled to reply. “I know,” automatically, his warm hand reached my cold face while he strolled his fingers before wiping my tears all so gently and leisurely. We both stayed the same for a long period. None saying a word. Breaking the silence and finding the courage, I spoke: “You are a monster.” He lightly smiled at that. “I know,” his fingers slightly ceased before continuing to play with the wet lock of my hair.

Defiance Isa Aradale a 16th century imperial crown princess and daughter of the Wolf king Emperor, Alexander Lucian and White Witch, Janessa thought that being on the run and in hiding in the 21st century with her uncle Judd was going to be the hardest thing she ever has to do but it turns out that being a twenty-first century teenager was even more difficult and as cherry on top she falls in love with two Alpha bloods both willing to move heaven and earth for her. Now, she has to choose between the fun loving but somewhat heartless king of white oak highschool, the future Alpha of his pack, Conrad or Conrad's best friend the red haired secret nerd, Jeremy that she can't stop thinking about. What will she do? Will Defiance go back to her century to battle, werewolf, vampires and witches? or will she tough it out and make a choice? The simplest decision might be the hardest choice she has to make. ***** A peek from the book Jeremy pulled away almost immediately. He stared at her like she was a two headed monster and he was just realizing it for the first time or maybe he was watching himself through her iris and he was the two headed monster. He exhaled again and again. This was bad. This was so bad, what kind of a friend kisses his best friend's girlfriend? A dick! He answered for himself. He was getting a hold of his senses again, even took a step back from her but then he heard her voice. "W-what…what was that for?"  She sounded out of breath like she had run a marathon or something. "Why did you do that?" She asked him again. "I don't..I don't know" "Are you toying with me, Jeremy?" "Did that feel like I was toying with you? Staying away from you is the hardest thing I have done in a long time, Diddy" He pulled away to look at her but then he saw the look of horror in her eyes. He followed her gaze and found Conrad standing behind him. "Conrad!" Defiance covered her mouth. "You son of a bitch!" Conrad's punch was parked with so much force that Jeremy staggered and fell to the ground. "Conrad" Defiance tried to touch him. He turned to her sharply, his iris the brightest she had ever seen. It was a warning glare. "Don't you dare! You know what? You both deserve each other!" Conrad turned around and started walking away. Defiance covered her mouth immediately as tears streamed down her face. "Conrad!" She called out to him one more time. Jeremy stood up from the ground and he tried to touch her but she took a step back. "Not right now, Jeremy…please, go home

How does it feel to get married because of the circumstances? If you refuse, you will deal with the police, but if you accept, it means admitting that she is a lowly woman who has done inappropriate things in someone's village. Adelia Nidya Adiwangsa is a beautiful, cheerful, and sociable twenty-one-year-old girl. Her mother has been gone since giving birth to her. For her father, Adelia was his only treasure. Something terrible happened to Adelia. Squeezed by circumstances makes the only choice, and a forced marriage ensues without his father's knowledge. ... “Mr. Chan Dewangga Putra, is it really you who have committed the theft?, "A policeman with a fierce face has stood before Chan and Adelia. “I didn't do it, sir?” “If not you. Where Were you when it happened?” Chan and Adelia thought hard. With a heavy exhale, Adelia spoke up, " he was with me last night Sir. We spent time together.” “Adelia, what are you saying? Are you out of your mind?” Immediately the police and citizens became more and more. “Adelia, are you sure?” “Adelia, take your words back!"Chan insisted against Adelia. "Yes sir. Last night he came to the Princess basecamp. And we did it.” Oh, my God! This is what it's like to get out of a lion's den and into a crocodile's den! What will happen to Adelia and Chan next? Enjoy the story of Adelia and the ambitious man Chan in 'The Surrogate Father '

Known in Greek mythology as the divinities in charge of threading the threads of life of human beings from birth to death, represented in a single female figure. … She smiled and said “Yes, I know, but you want to close the case, don't you?”, “Well, I want that for tomorrow, or I'll call a lawyer and we'll finish here”. Mason hit the bars furiously, but her look and her reaction were null, she just looked at him as if for her there were no more than her requests and somehow her blackmail, so Richardson at that moment took him by the arm and He told her “come on, you know what the prosecutor told us, come on, we still have a lot to do”. The detectives were amazed and stupefied with the way she told them the story, they observed the way she spoke, the facial gestures, the way she moved her hands, the tranquility and joy she showed in each act and situation she detailed. . They did not believe that she, a beautiful woman on the outside, intelligent, was a ruthless monster. They both looked at each other terrified, and although they wanted to stop for a moment, they wanted to finish to continue with the investigation of the missing data. Mason took a deep breath, exhaled, and then said, "Please continue." For now, let her sleep and leave the room until we hear from Chief Rammstein, it is important to know what the Clarks know about their son's whereabouts." Mason and Richardson quietly entered the interview room, collecting the documents and latex suit, and gently closing the door as she slept. They ended the day, heavy, feeling increasingly anxious about what would happen the next morning when they spoke to her again. Mason and Richardson hurried to the bunks and took a long rest after the day full of pain and hustle and bustle, they both lay down in their bunks and silence took place in that shared space, they wished each other goodnight and fell asleep with the conviction that something bad would happen once again. It was 7 a.m. on April 24, 2018, when Mason and Richardson saw Kiergan walk in agitated as they were getting ready to start the day questioning the suspect, Mason saw him and said “What's wrong Kiergan? Did you see a ghost?

“I knew when I saw you the other night,” Jasper said, his voice tender, “that you were the one.” I blinked and my heart went crazy. “The one, what?” “I knew that you were my mate.” — Adele was told that she can’t bear a child. However, when her lab results come back ‘pregnant’, she’s torn between two potential fathers— her best friend who brought her to her room, or the hunky man she woke up next to. To top it off, her parents just made a deal to marry her to Red Moon Pack’s Alpha without her consent. She scrambles to handle everything while fighting hard to keep her baby. — I don’t know what compelled me to say it, maybe the heat running through me, maybe desire. I added, “So I’m just standing here naked, talking to you.” Damien exhaled sharply, and I could tell I got the rise out of him I’d wanted. “You don’t have to stand there alone, think about me while you’re naked,” he whispered. Are You My Pup's Father is created by Flora Harvey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Sofia Delacruz held one main belief from her Abuela about romance..."Sparks fly when you meet your one true soulmate." Until she felt hers with superstar playboy, Ryan Barnes, torn between logic and romance, she finally decides to jump off the cliff. But can she handle his superstar lifestyle - something she detests, and can he settle for a girl next door life like hers.....Two totally different worlds collide , setting off series of events that reveal, their lives would never be the same.... ... Then she thinks she has her hands full until.....she feels the spark...this time with someone different..... . . . She gasped, pulling her hand out and withdrawing from him as if he were vermin." That's not possible." She clutched her hand to her chest. "What's the problem?" He didn't sound surprised. "Is it the chemistry between us?" "No," She shook her head, "There can’t be any chemistry between us, there’s something wrong." He exhaled deeply, taking measured steps towards her. "To me the only thing wrong here is you refusing to accept the obvious." "Which is?" She already knew what he'd say next but prayed silently that he'd say something else. "Fate." He calmly replied, still walking towards her, "Fate has brought us together, we're meant to be." "Fate? Do you even have the slightest idea what that means?" She held up her hands so he'd stop. "Everything," She said, "Every single thing I've ever known or believed in romance depended on this and you're telling me it was all a lie?" "I'm not telling you I'm showing you." He replied, coming closer but she raised her arms again, halting his progress. "Look James, there can only be one spark." . . .

Wesley was a young man with ambition. Growing up with no parents and nothing to his name, he vowed to succeed in life; gaining everything he’d ever wished for. Sadly, the world never worked the way you wanted it to. Just as Wesley’s business was taking off, he was gunned down in a restaurant he visited from time to time. That day, two thugs had gotten into an argument, and he just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Shortly after the ambulance arrived, Wesley had already breathed his last breath. Unexpectedly, this was just one of the many lives he's lived. *Welcome traveler 87671. Your trial period has ended. Please choose one of the following options provided. -Transmigration -Reincarnation -System Operative ''F*ck, that hurt!'' Wesley clutched his chest and exhaled heavily. ''Two lives in and you're still pulling the same shit? You couldn’t pull me out in a more peaceful way?’’ The system operative scoffed at Wesley's attitude. ''Listen, can you pick a position already? The other SO’s are watching some new rookie, and she’s going buck wild in one of our apocalypse settings. If I miss any of the good stuff, I’m upping the prices in your system shop. '' ‘’Bullshit.'' Wesley laughed at the System Operators threat. ''Make me a transmigrator. Being reincarnated is the worst option out of all the options you have given me.’’ ''Are you sure? You’ve got quite the mouth on you so I thought you would go for System Operator, and here I thought I’d gotten myself a new drinking buddy.'' The SO seemed genuinely bummed by Wesley's answer. Ko-fi.com/good_neighbor https://www.patreon.com/Good_Neighbor

In this era, Dragons that live in the ends of the earth, invade the cities and towns of human dwellings, consuming every shred of life form, exhaling fire, pouring dark fumes from their body and hauling humans up in their talons till blood was the sole remains. But unbeknownst to man, there are far greater secrets buried deep beneath the carnivorous and menacing exterior of these Bestial Forages. Imogen, a young damsel from the Kingdom of Tristendyre, had always lived a blyth and peaceful life as the sole apprentice of the Royal Physician at the Imperial Castle, destined to inherit the mantle. However, the Destinies have other courses decided for her life to take: in a story of discovering her true Past and the calling predestined for her Future: a Warrior chosen by an ancient Prophecy to fight the Dragons. Not only is her present life stolen from her, but in this journey, Imogen brushes shoulders with the treachery of Governments, Fugitivity, love and Death. There are also other warriors born in her time, elected by divine Fate to war against the Dragons that breathe threats to the survival of mankind. ~ It was a fair evening in the Kingdom of Tristendyre and the people were about their lives. Just as one would admire the skies of eventide, there was a sudden shot of torrid fire that pierced its way across the heavens. Clouds scampered to make way. The whole scene was rending to favour the advent of large, menacing Rengaulian Dragons. The flames they had breathed began feverishly consuming the contents of the cities, while people fled for their lives. The chaos was unbearable, screams and fright making a mastery of the airs. One of the large beasts rested his perch on the Crown of St. Erdengaur that was the heart of the Kingdom. He roared till even the stars and planets abroad could have heard his battle cry. Tristendyre was in great disarray whilst the savages did slither around the cities and draw out various humans in their talons, consuming them. Various people wilted in the fires while others were intoxicated by the fumes that were expelled from beneath the scales of some dragons. But the Chief Dragon that led the brutal massacre was oddly most fervent in hauling the peak, as though it was unearthing the land thereof for mining treasures. Whilst terror and Death did spread their mantles over the Kingdom, a single throbbing eye could look up into the heavens, through the fire and debris, and see the moon veil her face in blue. Every soul was torn between saving their loved ones or their own breath; status, hatred, love, none of them bore the worth of even a wasted candle at the face of such dire situation of looming Death. Many voices were bloodcurdling screams of pain and fear. Just then, there was a mighty and blaring sound of a Dragon’s bellow erupting and the grounds of St. Erdengaur was spilt, making way for the rise of the most frightful and treacherous looking Beast one had seen in all their lives. The Dragon that had been tilling the Summit of St. Erdengaur had descended to the bowels of the earth and had transformed into a more hellish version of its erstwhile figure. The very omen of Death being its face, talons and wings and lava and scales; if the darkest and most murderous night of the Earth’s centuries could bear the shape of a body, it would be that very Creature that spread his roguish self across a large part of the humbled Kingdom. And at that sight, there was absolute hopelessness for man-kind’s survival ~ Will the warriors of men survive the claws of their governments that they are victims to and finally break free to face the Dragons in mutiny? Will they find the various dark secrets of the Dragons’ legacy and Origin and win against the beasts to save their kind? Join Imogen and her friends as they journey through the wild story to unravel the mystery of the Dragons ~

Six centuries passed since the end of the Profane War. The Gods are dead, violently dragged from their thrones by accursed beings whose name is only uttered in fearful whispers. The atmospheric Mana became too dense for the human populace, now forced to live inside protective domes throughout the known world. However, dreams blossom everywhere. Spellcasters, skilled individuals capable of taming Mana itself, are able to brave the countless dangers outside. From wretched Nightmares to twisted phenomena, only they can survive nature’s cruelest hurdles. Follow Aeden, a Homunculus hybrid, as he attempts to prove himself with his adventuring party, unknowing of the waves his abnormal birth stirred. Through brutal trials and traumatic ordeals - perhaps they will learn - that when flirting with death, tomorrow is a hope, never a promise. _ She exhaled. And then, the world turned red. Heatwaves scorched the earth as he struggled to take a simple breath. Flaming tendrils snaked around them, rapidly coiling towards her in a frenzied dance. It was no mere spellcast, for she hadn’t even uttered a single incantation. Her golden eyes fixed on him, burning with the truest essence of hatred. The blaze roared once more, mirroring her emotions. It devoured living and nonliving objects in a show of terrifying equality. The fire, ruthless and unforgiving, had already engulfed the whole forest. Still, before him, it only waited. It swayed and spun, whirled and twirled as if taunting him. Its influence was but torture, and he felt like his very life was being singed. The heat charred his skin, and his body screamed from the painful embrace, yet it couldn’t even compare to the fiery madness that slowly crept into his mind. The inferno parted akin to hellish curtains, revealing her silhouette, regal and solemn. At that moment, his wits could only spare a thought: “So this is.. a true Sorceress...” _ Release Schedule: Monday -> Friday (5 Chapters/week)

My eyes opened slowly, the place was dark. I hardly saw the setting sun, my face was covered with dry blood from my wounded forehead. I sat upright gently holding my chest. my forehead and the core of my heart pains like hell. Well, am I dead yet? I wasn't in a stinky tomb anymore but in a dark forest with tall trees canopying the place. I hardly see anything in the dim light, the smell of slimy rain forest mixed with the blood filled my nose. I saw something sparking in darkness, like sparks of fire, staring closely I observed and saw burning red eyes staring at me in darkness from a distance, all the pain vanished at that instant. All my brain came up with is to run my stupid butt from that thing, that monster? Uttering a prayer under my breath I jolted through the pathless gloomy forest with blood blurring my sight, going as fast as my legs could, tripping over roots, my feet tangled in tree veins, I pitched forward but landed flat on the ground, sliding through the damp leaves and hitting my head with tree root, making my wounded forehead bleed more, and my left cheek burns where I scraped the ground, Hot tears threatening to fall from my eyes. I felt a very strong presence of negative energy around me … as if someone was following me, I pushed myself back on my feet. And half ran, half stumbled my way out of the dark forest. I feel the sheer rush of hope at the sight of the stone steps that lead to the garden of my house. The burst of adrenaline propelled my legs faster and I followed the stairs climbing as I ran.  I ran, putting pressure on the oozing wound on my forehead with my left hand and ran until I was in my garden. I was no longer in the gloomy forest, there was no sign of the monster? Demon? Whatever that thing was, wasn't here anymore, I'm safe now, exhaling deeply, I feel relieved now but every part of me aches. I started drizzling and came falling down, with my face covered in blood. Two strong arms grabbed hold of me, before I reached the ground, the thing I saw last was two honeyed eyes staring into mine full of worries before my eyes closed.   These eyes look familiar ... Who do these honeyed eyes belong to?

At the end of Dakota's breath, she offhandedly made a wish to be born as a man in her next life. Who would've thought her wish was fulfilled the next second she reopened her eyes? As she embraces her new identity as a man somewhat delightfully, she fell into the nasty "soap opera"-esque internal power struggle of her boss's, Edgar, life. While she muddled through the drama and masculinize herself to be the perfect Adonis in every women's heart, Edgar who has been crushing on her for so long accepted the fact that he would even bend himself for Dakota. *****A little blurp***** Where will you find a woman who would randomly grab a dick as if grabbing an eggplant on the vegetable stand? They might exist, but not much! And I, Dakota, am not that kind of pervert! I feel so conflicted. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. I am Aaron now. This body is mine. It doesn't make me a pervert. The end. I keep chanting those words while pulling the hospital's pants down a little, making sure my supple butt at the back isn't exposed. I took a deep breath and swiftly fish out my Lil Dakota. ..... It's cute. ..... The size ain't bad. ヽ(＊>∇