Bates Motel

Caleb Zane was a genius geneticist from Earth living a normal life until he met an unfortunate accident that claimed his life. But as fate would have it, he was given another chance at life in a magical world he could only imagine. Unlike what he saw and read in popular literature, he didn't score some rich family who would give him a good starting point. He did, however, get the ultimate gift of all... ................. [Host Detected...] "What...?" [Analyzing magic potential of host] [#Error... #Error. No potential detected. Analyzing past memories...] Caleb watched with bated breath as the system did its thing... [Past skills analyzed. Creating suitable skill...] [Skill created: Congratulations, host has awakened the skill: Genetic Manipulation.] "The fuck?" .................. Armed with a skill unlike anything ever seen before, Caleb must explore its limits and carve a path for himself in his new world. He discovers shocking secrets of his new world and the origins of his transmigration as well as the reasons he got the genetic system. .................... First thing first... This is a passion project of mine so updates will be inconsistent and will only be updated as and when I have time. If you find this novel interesting and wish for more chapters, show your support and maybe, I can write more.

Are your own voices echoing in an empty room more frightening, or is it being alone in that room with loneliness itself? How did I get to this situation? How could I be so reckless? Why did everyone see my life as normal? Why is it that while I'm running to hell, there are only spectators around me? As it is stated in Surat al-Kahf: "And you will understand that you will find no refuge other than Allah.” This verse became a light in the darkness surrounding my life, and I finally realized that I had no one to take refuge from except my Lord. I have found no other refuge from him. When I said that everything was over, my great miracle was included in my life. But I'm not worthy of him, nor is this heart of mine sensible enough to understand that… I guarantee a story that you will read with bated breath... how many pieces will Merve's world be divided into? Will Furkan be able to heal his wounds, or will he deepen those wounds even more? This is the story of finding yourself, getting lost and surviving... Are you ready to step into Merve's world now?

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

In a usurped kingdom , amid a war-torn and blood-soaked Italy, Conradin's battleground is set. To reclaim his birthright the crown of Sicily, he must tread a path paved with blood, learning that he must do whatever it takes to ascend the throne. --------------- In the year 1266, the tale of Conradin, the last scion of an ancient imperial dynasty, unfolds. His once-great kingdom, Sicily, has been ruthlessly usurped first by his own uncle and now rests in the hands of the cunning French Count Charles. Through a treacherous plot involving the Pope, Charles managed to oust the Hohenstaufen from the Kingdom of Sicily and crowned himself as its king. In the East, powers such as the Despotate of Epirus are keenly observing the instability in Sicily, poised to seize any advantage that may arise from the chaos. Meanwhile, the small Italian communes are caught in the political crossfire, aligning themselves with one side of the conflict or the other based on the prevailing political party in power and their vested interests. These shifting allegiances turn the Italian peninsula into a powder keg, where all-out war seems inevitable. As the shadows of history close in around Conradin, the world watches with bated breath. Will he emerge triumphant, his name forever etched in the annals of Sicilian glory as the rightful king who defied insurmountable odds, toppling both the Pope and the usurper? Or will he, in his valiant struggle, become a tragic figure, a symbol of lost opportunities and shattered dreams? The future of Sicily hangs in the balance, and Conradin's destiny remains uncertain, poised on the precipice of history.

The tale of "Magic Thief Ivan" takes place in a medieval Western magical realm teeming with sorcery and intrigue. In this era where wealth is paramount, conspiracies abound, and magic thieves employ their mystical abilities to pilfer from nations and organizations.The enigmatic youth Ivan embodies a myriad of personas, from a trickster and assassin to a mage and nobleman. He exudes a cold, aloof demeanor yet brims with passion, displaying sharp intellect and cunning. To foes, he is a formidable demon; to ladies, a flawless suitor. Tasked with unraveling a world-altering conspiracy, can he prevail against lethal adversaries on this diabolically orchestrated stage? A journey fraught with challenges and perils awaits Ivan, testing his mettle and forcing crucial decisions. Let us watch with bated breath as his fate unfolds.

"Contract Marriage with the Devil Billionaire" follows Emma Caldwell, whose perfect wedding day turns into a nightmare when her fiancé, Alexander Knight, stands her up at the altar. Devastated and humiliated, she flees to a nearby town in search of her estranged sister, only to find herself alone in a run-down motel. There, she meets Andrian Blackwood, a cold and enigmatic billionaire who offers her an unconventional proposal—a contract marriage. Desperate and broken, Emma accepts, unaware that this marriage will entangle her in a world of power, deceit, and dark secrets. Andrian, a man of mystery with a ruthless reputation, harbors his own tragic past. As Emma’s life becomes more intertwined with Andrian’s, she discovers the devastating truth behind Alexander’s betrayal—it was no accident. Andrian’s influence runs deeper than she could have imagined, and soon, she finds herself caught in a dangerous game of power and revenge. Torn between her unresolved feelings for Alexander and the growing attraction to Andrian, Emma must navigate a web of lies, manipulation, and family secrets. As she unravels the truth about the men in her life, Emma is faced with a choice: remain in a marriage built on lies, or risk everything to uncover the truth and reclaim her life. In this tale of love, betrayal, and dark desires, Emma’s journey is just beginning. With each twist and turn, her world is rocked, and she must decide how much she’s willing to sacrifice for love and truth.

Breakups are tough. They can shatter your heart and, in my case, cost me a small fortune. When my girlfriend dumped me, I fell into a pit of despair and recklessness. I was in that dark place where everything felt hopeless, and I was desperate for some semblance of control. In my grief, I made the impulsive decision to change my crypto wallet password to something that resonated with my emotional state: “HeartbreakSucks123.” In my mind, it was a clever twist on my pain—a mantra that expressed my misery. Fast forward a week of wallowing in my self-pity, and I completely forgot the new password. Panic washed over me as the grim reality set in: I was locked out of my $500,000 wallet, a significant chunk of my hard-earned savings now out of reach. The very funds I had worked so hard for were held captive by my own emotional turmoil, all because I couldn't keep my head straight. Feeling like a complete fool, I reached out to Cyber Constable Intelligence, praying for a miracle. As I explained my situation to the representative, I could hear the sympathy in their voices. They didn’t laugh or scold me for my foolishness; instead, they assured me that they could help. Their calm demeanor was a stark contrast to the chaos swirling in my mind, and for the first time since the breakup, I felt a glimmer of hope. After providing them with the necessary details, I waited with bated breath. Days felt like an eternity as I fretted over my lost funds and berated myself for being so careless. How could I let a moment of weakness lead to such a disaster? But when they finally called back, the relief I felt was overwhelming. They had cracked my password! In that moment, I was flooded with gratitude, but I couldn’t shake the anger at myself for allowing my emotions to dictate such a critical decision. I had learned an invaluable lesson: in times of personal turmoil, it's vital to keep a level head, especially when it comes to your financial future. Now, as I reflect on this experience, I know I must be more mindful of my choices, particularly during emotional upheavals. While heartache is an inevitable part of life, losing half a million dollars over it is a mistake I won’t make again. In the end, I emerged not just with my funds restored but also with a newfound determination to navigate life's challenges with clarity and composure. Reach out to them with the info below: WhatsApp info: +1 (252) 378-7611 Website info: https://cyberconstableintelligence. com Email info: support@cyberconstableintelligence. com

The Protector: Xander Knight, the 28-year-old CEO of Shining Knights motel chains, is also the leader of one of the most ruthless Mafia groups on the northern side of the United States. The motels spread across the United States; they started in northern New York, then made their way toward the southern end of the United States, Florida, and then moved west toward California. His father was killed in the big war going on between the Italian Mafia and the Scarlet Rose. Xander Knight has been craving something new and isn't sure what he wants. He has been messing around with Magnolia Patrova for the last few months, and he isn't feeling her anymore. He wants something that can’t have. The Orphan: Skylar is a 19-year-old inspiring writer. Skylar has wanted to be a writer since she was little. The more Skylar read as she got older, she started to love reading fantasy and hot spicy romance novels. Skylar sometimes wishes that she could be in the world that she reads about. She tries to write books on the side while working at a run-down motel in Maine. Until one day the motel had to file for bankruptcy and lay off all of their employees. After a few weeks of being unemployed, she used the rest of her money to move to New York City to start a new life.

Adrian Huh, I snapped out of it and look around me to see Stephano, Nathan, Bruce, and the newest addition that I don't fully trust Martin all seated waiting for me, and by my side is my trusted aide and best friend Dave “Ok let's begin, we are gathered here today because we've agreed to work hard to solve the mystery surrounding my father's death and unfortunately we are as close to finding something as Harry is to having a beard”. We all laughed because my younger brother is such a baby, well a mean baby but someone has been curbing him surprisingly, Harry is just approaching 23 but he's still young and childish, so he can't be here, he also can't know the truth. I was about to tell them to get serious when she burst in through the door knocking from it's hinges, wow, she looks angry but she made me angrier for wrecking this door, this is my grandma's favorite room in all of Lidapton, she's not going to be happy. “Adrian, I can take so many things but this, those tiny small brats have been disrespecting me, brats that even Chloe can handle without battling an eye, not only that but the maids as well but I simply ignored all of that because I came to Lidapton to get experience but.... I didn't let her finish before yelled in anger “Aisha leave this room this instant! there's an important meeting going on and your obstructing it, I don't have time for your temper tantrums, you'll do what is asked of you, and you'll leave when I tell you too”. I obviously said this because we were in an important meeting and she has been complaining about everything and I just couldn't take it anymore. Everywhere was quiet, the tension hung thick in the air, everyone watched with bated breath to find out what she'll do, everyone in the room knows her and her strong tendencies. While, the tension was getting thicker, a small laughter broke the silence, it was small at first but then it became a full blown laughter, I couldn't believe it, why was she laughing, she immediately came to stand in front of me, she poked my chest in a very painful way and looked even more furious than before. “Listen and listen good Mr Lidapton, I'm many things but I don't take orders and no one, absolutely no one has the right to command me”. She stopped after saying that and I thought she was done but. “Yoy maybe taller than me but that doesn't make me short, I may have no choice but to look up to you but do remember, (she forcefully pulled me down while tightly holding my collar)“I can make you look down to me, (it took me a while to understand that she had pulled me down so of course I look down[Lower than her or her level]to her, it was obvious, she was threatening me, she left my collar and headed for the door but Dave stepped in just in time to whisper something to her, she stopped,turned to stare wide eyed, she looked adorable, then she made a weird face that made me want to laugh so hard and mouthed “I'm sorry” and just left. I signalled Dave and he told me he what he told her, “I told her you were having a small gathering for your friends”. Bruce was the first to speak “It looks like yours will be the hardest to handle” “Yes,(sigh) it will be”.

Haruto Moshyzuki Fica Preso No Mesmo Dia Por 100.000 Anos, quando Bate os Cem Mil Anos Ele Desperta Um Sistema Que Pode Controlar O Tempo E Adquiriu Todas As Habilidades Que Ele Já Havia Aprendido E Com O Poder De Saber Sobre Todas As Pessoas Do Mundo. #Romance #System #Overpower

I had arrived with bated breath at the spot he'd chosen to pledge his life to me, only to witness a scene that shattered my world. There he was, on one knee, offering a ring to another woman."Elara Dawnlight," he said, his eyes brimming with hope, "will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? I promise, should you accept, I'll change my intended in an instant!" His gaze was a mixture of eagerness and fear, a stark contrast to the ice that now gripped my heart. It was clear that I was not the one he envisioned sharing his future with. So, I decided to step back, to let him have the wedding he desired.But as I fled, my heart in tatters, he embarked on a relentless quest. He traversed the globe, leaving no stone unturned in his pursuit of me.

When life gives you "lemons" make? [The Interracial porn records] Or better known as the Erotic Records. It has been revered by gods. The number one symbol of peace. These records refer to the production and consumption of pornographic content that features individuals from different racial backgrounds engaging in sexual acts. In a world of diverse fantasy races, a man named Mastur Bate finds himself chosen by the Goddess of Erotica to embark on a sexual journey, one of pleasure. Bound by a divine mission, he is tasked with understanding the sexual intricacies of every fantasy race through intimate encounters. How many times do elves cum? What is an Imps kink? Do Succubi love giving feet jobs? How good is a dragon newts mouth game? Why do ogre girls have two puss? Equipped with unique skills and endowed with the blessings of the Erotic Goddess, Mastur, assisted by Felicity, an apostle of the Erotic Goddess begins his extraordinary expedition. Demon Puss, Angel Puss, Dragon Puss, Elven Puss, Fey Puss, Zombie Puss? Mastur can taste them all. Why? Because there's no limit to degeneracy. But, rest assured, this is all for a noble act. In order to save the world, he must do this... Ahem...

Embracing the liberating ethos of freelance writing, I reveled in the autonomy and flexibility it afforded me. Yet, as Bitcoin surged in popularity, I recognized a golden opportunity to fortify my financial future. With a calculated risk, I plunged $120,000 into the digital currency early on foreseeing potential prosperity in the coin value. As the months elapsed, my investment burgeoned, swelling to reach an impressive $600,000.00 worth of crypto assets, a testament to the transformative power of cryptocurrency. However, my blissful complacency was rudely shattered by the insidious tendrils of a sophisticated phishing scam. An innocuous email, meticulously crafted to mirror the official correspondence of my trusted trading platform, lured me into divulging sensitive account details. In an agonizing instant, my Bitcoin fortress was breached, leaving me reeling in despair and helplessness. Faced with the abyss of financial ruin, I stumbled upon the beacon of hope that is HACK SAVVY TECH. Clutching onto a fragile lifeline, I implored their assistance with bated breath, praying for salvation. Their response was swift and resolute, instilling a flicker of hope amidst the darkness. With surgical precision, they dissected the digital labyrinth crafted by the malevolent perpetrators, tracing elusive breadcrumbs in pursuit of justice. Through their unwavering diligence, they managed to wrest back a significant portion of my pilfered funds, serving as a steadfast bulwark against the tides of despair. Yet, their benevolent aid transcended mere retrieval, as they imparted invaluable wisdom on fortifying defenses against future onslaughts. Armed with their sage counsel on email security protocols and heightened vigilance against phishing machinations, I now navigate the digital expanse with renewed confidence and unwavering resolve. With each keystroke, I am fortified by the knowledge that my investments are shielded from malevolent forces, safeguarded by the vigilant guardianship of HACK SAVVY TECH. In retrospect, while the ordeal proved a searing lesson in the perils of complacency, it also served as a crucible for personal growth and resilience. Thanks to the unwavering support and expert guidance of HACK SAVVY TECH, I emerged from the crucible of adversity stronger and more resilient than ever before. Armed with newfound knowledge and fortified defenses, I traverse the labyrinth of the digital domain with steely determination, ensuring the sanctity of my financial assets and personal security. HACK SAVVY TECHNOLOGY VIA: Email-contactus@hacksavvytechnology.com Email - Support@hacksavvytechrecovery.com Website -https://hacksavvytechrecovery.com Whatsapp + 7 999 8295 038

Once upon a time, in the mystical land of Elyria, where magic flowed through the air like a gentle breeze, a group of unlikely heroes found themselves drawn together by fate. First, there was Lyra, a skilled archer with a heart as pure as the morning dew. She hailed from the Elven kingdom of Everwood, where the trees whispered ancient secrets and the rivers sang melodious tunes. Next, there was Thorne, a rugged warrior with a past shrouded in mystery. His muscles rippled like the waves of the sea, and his swordsmanship was unmatched. He sought redemption for sins long past, and his journey led him to the bustling city of Valoria. Then there was Alara, a cunning mage whose intellect was as sharp as her spells. Born into a family of esteemed wizards, she had mastered the arcane arts at a young age. With her trusty spellbook in hand, she ventured from the towering spires of the Mage Academy into the wild unknown. Together, they embarked on a quest to retrieve the legendary Amulet of Azura, said to possess the power to vanquish even the darkest of evils. Their journey took them through dense forests, treacherous mountains, and haunted ruins, where they faced countless trials and tribulations. Along the way, they encountered fierce adversaries, from savage beasts to malevolent sorcerers, each determined to thwart their noble mission. But through courage, cunning, and unwavering determination, our heroes persevered, forging bonds of friendship that would withstand the test of time. Finally, after many trials and tribulations, they reached the fabled Temple of Azura, where the amulet lay hidden deep within its hallowed halls. With bated breath, they confronted the guardians of the temple, facing their greatest challenge yet.

After an unfortunate death, a young man finds himself with an incredible opportunity, to reincarnate as the hero of another world with his very own system! He immediately accepts and rushes with bated breath to open the system, only to find a massive issue... The entire system is filled with errors!!! Nothing worked, not levels, missions, or stats. It turned out that the Goddess who gave him the system made a massive mistake, she summoned too many heroes, fragmenting the system and leaving each person with only a single working part. And what part of the system did the young man receive? The system guide... "HOW ARE YOU GOING TO GUIDE ME, I DON'T HAVE A SYSTEM!!!"

A curious scene will greet the eyes of whomever is reading this. A white space, blank as the memories of a child. Unmarred by any creation, and yet simultaneously and patiently waiting for all creation with seemingly bated breath. A realm without spirit or soul. Until the appearance of a member of the most chaos inducing race in the entirety of the multiverse. Humanity. [Author here! Time for some fair warnings-] [There will more than likely be no romance in this story,] [The story is written in third person past the first and second chapter unless I change my mind,] [And that should be it! Enjoy your read!] [oh and the art is ai generated from Freepik]

In the mysterious realm of Kalvon, where shadows whispered tales of Kings and Queens, none were as infamous as King Jetaime. Whispers echoed through the cobblestone corridors and darkened chambers of the palace, painting a macabre portrait of a heartless sovereign scarred by the cruelty of fate. His legs, so the tales spun, were lifeless appendages, and his face, a grotesque canvas of boils. His was a visage that struck terror into the hearts of those who dared imagine it. Yet, destiny took an unforeseen turn on the eve of a grand wedding night. Princess Jaelyn, cursed and hidden away within the confines of Malavon Castle, was the unwilling pawn in a malevolent game of power. Her name, synonymous with evil, and her every step marked by the devil's touch. However, as she stepped into the grand hall to meet her monstrous groom, a man emerged before her, shattering the grotesque image painted by gossip. King Jetaime stood not as the rumored monster, but as a vision of unexpected sweetness, love, and undeniable handsomeness. The discrepancy between the tales and the reality sparked a whispered question in the minds of those who witnessed this surreal union — had she unwittingly married an imposter, or were the rumors nothing more than twisted fragments of a darker imagination? As King Jetaime and Princess Jaelyn embarked on their tumultuous journey, the chessboard of power and revenge unfolded. Locked in a dance of secrets and hidden motives, the two found themselves entangled in a love that defied the expectations set by the world. The King, who had never allowed anyone close, now placed his heart willingly in her hands. Princess Jaelyn, driven by the flames of vengeance, found an unexpected ally in the man she was supposed to despise. Together, they navigated the treacherous waters of courtly politics, facing a power struggle fueled by conspiracies that threatened to tear them apart. In the battle between love and destiny, the question lingered like an ethereal mist — was their connection a mere human maneuver or a divinely fated love? As the story unfolded, the narrative wove a tapestry of twists and turns, challenging the very essence of their existence. Could love truly conquer all things, or were some cases destined to be eternally hopeless? Two empty hearts, two lives devoid of love, collided in a dance of darkness and light. A monster king and an evil queen united to become one, their journey unfurling like a forbidden scroll. The world watched with bated breath as the saga unfolded — a tale of love, betrayal, and the relentless pursuit of a destiny that defied the predetermined life. Cover by Java graphics.

In a world where she is adored by all, a young woman waits with bated breath for someone she's never met, but feels destined to know.

Motel tua di pedesaan milik kakek Hasya,menjadi tempat tinggal sementara,untuk Hasya dan teman-teman nya dalam berlibur sambil mengerjakan praktik tugas akhir sekolah sebelum kelulusan. Selain gelak tawa dan kebahagiaan yang sudah di pastikan melengkapi susana liburan,siapa sangka hal misterius itu terjadi. Sosok Pria tampan yang tidak di ketahui asal usul nya menghuni motel menemani keseharian mereka,satu persatu kejadian aneh berdatangan,semakin lama tinggal semakin banyak hal yang membuat tanda tanya dalam benak mereka. Gangguan,kebahagiaan,kebingungan,Kenyamanan,Salah paham,Tumbuh nya rasa suka dan Masih banyak lagi hal tak terduga di Motel Edelweiss.

The sound of thunder rang through the night. Clouds slowly covering the Persian blue sky like a blanket. Night had fallen. In about forty-six seconds the full impact of the brewing storm would reach her. She could already feel the raindrops hitting her bare arms falling to the tempo of her beating heart.  She was used to this by now. She counted the twelve steps that would take her to the front door of the all so familiar house she would see every single night she dared sleep. She crossed the threshold and was instantly hit by a wave of warmth; she shrugged of her sleeveless jacket before crossing the small distance between her and the kitchen where her coffee was already brewing. In the amount of time she had visited there, she never saw who occupied the house. She was like a visitor, a trespasser. Every night for as long as she could remember she would fall asleep and wake up in this same old routine. She had no control of what she did in this place that set her nerves on edge every time she visited this awful place. She grabbed her coffee and walked out of the kitchen, through the corridor that seemed to stretch out for miles and into her room. Instinctively her head jerked to the right, where engraved on the wall was the most intricate symbol she had ever seen. A triangle stood proud amidst a thrall of ancient if not forgotten texts. Ruins ran around the perimeter of the circle and flowed into the little space in the circle left. She knew she had seen the texts somewhere, the knowledge niggling at the back of her mind yet staying out of her grasp. Her fingers followed the lines glowing like fire trails. She always did this, it seemed to calm every single one of her nerves right before the dream would finish. She waited for the all too familiar buzzing sensation that would occur seconds before the scene would fade. Nothing happened. Everything was still, the air became thick with tension but nothing moved. For the first time ever, she felt scared. Her eyes widened as she realized that something was off. Nothing had ever changed, it had been the exact same since she was no more than a small bundle of baby. So why would something changed. Her head jerked round as she scanned the room for anything off, anything dangerous. Her eyes were instantly drawn to the window like a magnet. She didn't bare blink as she waited with bated breath. Something was coming, she could feel it. Her whole body was buzzing with the anticipation. Slowly but surely something started to emerge from the blanket that shrouded the room. She felt a chill run down her spine as she realized with growing horror that they were a set of deep blood thirsty eyes. Eyes that meant danger. Eyes that looked at her with such intensity, that they left no doubt of the message they conveyed. It was coming for her.                                                                     Before her brain could register what was happening, her mouth was already open and she was screaming at the top of her lungs. With a giant crack, the glass shattered and she was engulfed in the darkness once more.

Robin, Micheal, Skylar and Destiny all live together in a motel that they call home. They all have the same mother. Their mother abandoned them when their younger sister, Destiny, was born. Luckily Robin was eighteen so she could take care of her younger siblings. Now eight years later and they are doing somewhat good. Lets hope they keep it up when their mother comes back to town!

A group of friends go on a road trip and come upon a strange looking motel they decide to stop for the night and check in. They agree it’s best to get separate rooms #108, #109, #110, #111, #112 and #113 later on they get a chilling feeling like something doesn’t seem right. They start to hear weird noises coming from outside their rooms such as; knife scratching on the hall walls, noises in the vents and other strange sounds. As the night continues things seem to get even more strange they keep hearing someone humming ring around the rosies which makes them grow more scared. Not thinking much of it they continue with their night but it turns gruesome and they realize why the Motel was named “The Red Motel”.

??????? ?? Ｔｈｅ Ｈｅｌｌ Ｍｏｔｅｌ Author Last Checked In: 15/12/19 Word Count So Far: 2,574/50,000 Next Chapter: In Progress ━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━ "When are you gonna fix that damn sign? Ever since the 'S' fell off, we've had more escorts come in here than the actual brothel" It has only been 32 years since the artificial-lemon-scented rooms were first available to stay in, and surprisingly there has only been 17 murders, 3 attempted arson attacks and a lost cat. Most of our guests tend to bring quite a lot of baggage with them, but it is our duty to aid and protect them - should they need our help. Did I mention that in 2 months a battle between the gods is scheduled to break out in our parking lot? I guess that's what happens when you mix cocky demons and immortals. Care to take a tour whilst our motel still stands? Unless of course, you are scared of a little blood...which is definitely not the best (or worst) thing you will find here.

"What? I have a grandpa, and he left me an inheritance?” Luck could not contain his excitement at all. No more worrying about rent or money. He could finally play games all day.Not like he wasn't doing that already. “Thanks a lot, Grandpa! I'm not sure what your name is, but I hope you're doing well in heaven. I promise I'll take care of your... hard-earned property.” But then, reality hit him hard. This wasn't some mansion or a stack of cash. Nope, he got himself a sorry excuse of a motel in the middle of nowhere. Seriously, who would ever want to stay here? Just looking at its terrible condition and awful location, he doubted he'd attract even a single guest. “Is there even internet out here?”

Once he awakened, Bates discovered that not only had he traveled to another world, he was part of a game that could affect his current reality. He had become the lowest level existence in the entire game world - an ant. Fortunately, he could still level up his soul and evolve by consuming other things. From there, Bates started evolving from the lowest level of the game world! He consumed insects, slimes, goblins, dual-headed chimeras, frost demon wolves, legendary dragons… Eventually, when the game opened and the players appeared, Bates had already become a super boss in the game. While the players started to grow, Bates had already consumed countless existences and become the Demon God of the Endless Abyss. When the game and reality were connected, Bates finally took his next step! Armageddon! The Abyss descended! Humanity wept and wailed in despair, unable to accept their own fates!

What happens when Bianca Brooks tries to surpass The Blind Shooter, but finds out he only wanted the best for her from the begining. Will it all end in tragedy or a love story like no other? This book is one of my favorites because while writing I realize my writing had become more descriptive and the story line was much more drawing to the audience.

Some time in the not-so distant future, humanity achieves the latest step in its evolution: T.E.R.R.A., a man-made world to create a space for business, commerce, art, and culture. Sao, a man with nothing left to see in the real world, spends almost all his days in T.E.R.R.A. where he gets caught up with his fantasy, until reality comes to bring him back. During his time he meets Hannah, a girl who captures his eye due to the petal birthmark on her neck. She is a native, a child of T.E.R.R.A., but only the humans know the difference. To her, they both live equally. To him, she takes him further from home. The time comes when her life is in danger, but when her life could lead to a fate far worse than death for Sao, can he separate the fake from the real.