Taint

“The Lord put a mark on Cain, so that no one who came upon him would kill him” ( Gen 4:15 ). Cain's existence had been one of perpetual wandering and toil ever since that fateful day when he took his brother's life. The curse condemned him to roam the earth, forever tainted by sin. Cain settled in a small coastal town, putting down roots and establishing a prosperous coffee farm. The work of tending to the land seemed to offer him a rare sense of purpose and stability, a chance to find some semblance of peace amidst the turmoil of his cursed existence. Yet, the restless spirit that had driven Cain for so long never truly left him. Deep within, a yearning persisted - a desperate need to reconnect with the remnants of his past. He found himself constantly searching, scouring the world for two precious artifacts: his mother Eve's canvas stand and the drawing desk he had once shared with his ill-fated brother, Abel.That is, until Cain encountered Arabella, the sister of his closest friend Noah. Arabella, who had her own story, shrouded in darkness. Cursed by a malicious immortal, uncontrollable hunger, confusion, and overwhelming emotions plagued her. Together, Cain and Arabella embarked on a quest to uncover the lost relics of his pasts. As they delved deeper into their search, they soon uncovered that the answers they sought were intertwined with a web of secrets, betrayal, and the very nature of their immortal existence.

An eclipse happens, world goes to shit, a red moon rises from nowhere, people start turning into monsterous werewolves. When all hope is thought to be lost, a golden moon appears offering a chance for a select extraordinary humans to attain system and bring hope to the world. Then comes the girl, an anomaly that's tainted by the red moon, but only partially and amazingly enough chosen by the golden moon. What will come out of this development is everyone's guess.. ••• Note: - MC's not a good person, she might even be possibly the Villain. - MC can't just be bound to one love interest.

After eons of imprisonment by his siblings, Adaceus, one of the first beings born from the void, escapes with the aid of a mysterious blue light. But the cosmos has changed—the worlds he once made lay missing in the universe and his history, all but forgotten, lost to the passage of time. In the unfamiliar world of Ediah, Adaceus embarks on a quest to uncover the truth about his siblings, the events during his exile, his tainted image as a villain, and the secrets buried beneath centuries of silence. As his ancient powers slowly return, Adaceus, joined by a group of companions and the unlikely enigmatic blue light guiding his path, faces countless perils and challenges across its continents, in hopes to reach the truth- or perhaps in vengeance for the ones who had him chained.

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?

Discord Link for those interested [https://discord.gg/TGc9yymDJP] One may think that in order to be a Hero you must have a pure soul, and untainted heart, but in reality such a thing is impossible; now one's soul is pure, nor is anyone's heart untainted, Gods aren't even exempt from this rule. No, a True Hero is someone who knows they have an impure soul and tainted heart, yet they embrace it, instead of attempting to deny their very nature; however, not all True Heros are the same, some have different beliefs and/or ideals. Yet at the end of the day, no matter how terrible or bleak the situation looks, you can always count on a True Hero to act as a beacon of light that'll show you the correct path, but for you to take, you must embark on it yourself.

In high school, Lillian Adams didn’t give a second thought to the quiet, nerdy boy she barely noticed. But years later, she’s rescued by a tall, dark stranger who feels oddly familiar—and is nothing like the boy she remembers. Now a powerful CEO, he’s got confidence, mystery, and a way of looking at her that makes her pulse race. Lillian finds herself pulled into his world, but there’s a tension in the air she can’t ignore. Has he come back to pick up where they left off, or does he have a score to settle?

[A Forbidden Romance] "Why are you doing this to me? What do you want?" I screamed in frustration. "You," He breathes out. "You know very well that we don't have a future." "I will take whatever time I could have with you — no matter the consequences." "It's wrong. I am married and you are —" "Are you?" Naisha Kaur became Naisha Rivera when she was just nineteen years old. Despite being an arranged marriage, she thought it would be a fairytale: a sweet, charming young guy, a great sophisticated rich family. She thought a perfect life awaited her. But her illusion broke the very day of the wedding when this perfect guy and his family started to show their colours. But she was adamant, she believed she could win them over if she loved them enough. So she gave her everything, only to be used, insulted, disrespected and broken by her new family and her husband. Naisha didn't know exactly when she gave up on a happy life but she became numb to everything. She just wanted to survive. . . until a new man entered her family and made her realize life was something to be lived not just survived. Emery Tsui was a businessman in his late thirties, who couldn't care less about anything other than his work. Love had left a bitter taste in his mouth since he was a kid. He had watched his mother going crazy for love and respect from her father, only to be rejected repeatedly because her mother was nothing more than his father's mistress. When he was born, he was also rejected along with his mother for being an illegitimate child. He watched his mother die craving love and acceptance, only to get cruelty and pain. For Emery, the image and feeling of love were forever tainted. He knew the demons in his head would never let him love someone . . . but when he saw Naisha, her life made his blood boil and he knew he couldn't ignore her. He knew he shouldn't care for her like that not only because she was more than 13 years younger than him but also because he was her husband's uncle.

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

His lucid green-blue eyes refused to look away from the alluring sight before, feeling a certain stir in his lower insides as his instincts fully triggered. The air around was tainted with the provocating yet intoxicating scent that filled his sensitive nostrils, watching the bright red liquid slowly sip out of the broken skin on her shoulder. He gulped. Gingerly shifting his gaze to the pair of brown doe orbs, Leviathan immediately noticed the hint of mirth in her eyes. Kamyla grinned, "Are you really so desperate to taste it?" Leviathan didn't respond, struggling to resist the strong temptation of the woman lying underneath him; not to mention her lascivious features protruding from her barely clothed body. His fingers dug deeper into the sheet on both sides of her head. He grinned, "How cheap do you think I am?" "Then do it", her eyes glittered with mischief. "Taste it". Leviathan clenched his jaws, preventing his eyes from wandering back to her corrupting blood. Kamyla then let out a chuckle, raising her hand to cover her bleeding injury. His eyes slitted. "Levi..." The severally disapproved nickname rolled off her tongue, causing him to cringe in annoyance. "If you really want my blood so badly..." She slowly wiped the blood on her thumb, bringing it to her lips to lick it off. Leviathan bit his lower lip. "Then you'll have to earn it". • • • In the year 1503, One of the most powerful Empires in central west Africa, the Sah' Jangi Empire, began to experience strange unexplainable disappearances of their citizens in various kingdoms. To solve the mystery affecting their society, the Royal family alongside the chief priest, decided to summon an ancient demigod to come to their aid — only to accidentally summon a foreign demon god — one with strange pale skin colour different from theirs, but possessed with unimaginable powers enough to help them in their plight. But unknown to them, the arrival of the odd-looking demon prince brings nothing but calamity as dark secrets and lies buried deep in their empire history are brought into the light; causing great changes to all the lands and its people. Especially after he crossing paths with the strongest female warrior of the capital. Kamyla Odjafah. Tags: BWWM. Son of hell. African mythology. Black female lead. War. devilson. African historical fiction. Demons. African fantasy fiction. Ghouls. Witches. Giants. Spirits. Power Couple.

It all began with cryptic dreams and agonizingly realistic nightmares bleeding into Art's perception of reality. He never noticed at first, until certain events made him question everything, forcing him to seek help from a friend. But what he found was his world becoming one with a fantasy world called Ehert, governed by magic and silent Gods. Though the world wasn't the only one to merge. Because Art finds himself merged as a human, an impossible force, and the most dangerous creature of the present with hidden truths tainted by death. Following the path of pain, tragedy, and restless enemies. So will this new world drive the main character(s) to the madness and cruelty of this world all for answers? Or will they fight for themselves and forge a new name? To forever changing the world.

Kasela Winneys, a sixteen year old beautiful and innocent girl gets admitted into an exclusive university which unknown to her is filled with vampires. There she re-encounters Regalus Rogers a cold, handsome, and aloof guy. She gets tries to get closer to him with the intention of receiving his protection from the predators trying to prey on the junior and younger students in the school. Kasela later gets entangled with Jason Jackson, Regalus' arch enemy who is also bent on having her. " Little rose, do you know what's my favourite scent?" He asked and Kasela shooked her head, her heart hammering in her chest as he stepped closer. "It's the rose scent" he said and caressed her cheeks as he leaned down to sniff her neck and also whispered to her "I don't like my scent getting tainted with another. If I perceive my little rose with his scent again, I will make sure to wash her body squeaky clean" he declared and she shivered as he blew warm air on her cheeks. Caught between the two guys, Kasela's life tuns out for the worst?or the better? Who do you think she will choose? Find out in this intriguing and interesting story. Thanks.

Is it Sin that makes one a sinner? Or is it Kin that makes one a sinner? Many say we are born innocent and untainted, and yet in Sin we are all related to one another. For we are one Kin, and with this Sin we share that we are born with. And even a certain doctrine holds that one's Kin, through the fact of birth, inherit a tainted nature with a proclivity to sinful conduct in need of regeneration… "I was brought forth in iniquity, and in Sin did my Mother conceive me." …or so the doctrine says, "We are all born sinners because of Kin that brings us together." …and so we think: we are born with Sin inherited from our Kin, But, should that hold us back from acting with virtue? No, we should not hold back, even when Sin entered the world through one Kin, and Death through Sin, and in this way, Death came to all beings, because all sinned, But even so, we all have freedom to be a being we want when we embrace Death, To be a fraudulent Human, To be a violent Angel, To be a benevolent Devil, And what one wants to be, neither "Sin" nor "Kin" should define what "Self" one is going to be, let "Journey" instead that defines one "Self"

in a world were there is very little light comes legend in the form of a warning adout the ones picked by the god of darkness. these pure yet tanted ones appear only when the world is in most need. enter Airson a pure yet tainted one. what chanelges will he face? what epic world destroying disaster will he have to face? will he be lifted up or cast aside?

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”

The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it. ---- On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch ‘Why won’t she die?’ Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. Draven Amaris. The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. ‘Is she really a human?’ He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire. A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge. ------ This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son. 3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed. All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.

An omen from the abyss waltzed in and started its tyranny over the mortal land. Everything it touches shift the fate of the living and corrupted them into a twisted being. A mistake. A tainted. A sin. They were the Sinners. A mortal chosen by the light, sworn to protect the mankind and fought to reclaim the land. For generations, they fought against the abyss with their fragile flesh. The last shield for mankind against the overwhelming power of the Sinners. A miracle. A mortal. A light. They were the Luminaries. For thousands of years, these two sides have fought against each other. Against the odds, the luminaries always prevailed against the sinners. However, the sinners don’t stay death. Every 500 years, they returned from their long slumber in the abyss to start another twisted cycle of fate. Ethel, the Sinner of Wrath, woke up for the sixth time after dying in a battle against the one she holds dear like a family. In the sixth resurrection, fate wanted to tell a different story. The only family she thought she could rely on in this lonely world now wanted her dead. As the sinners raised from the ashes of their countless defeats, Ethel must put an end to such bloodshed. She cannot allow a war to ravage the land and dragged the innocents along. However, a sinner cannot perform a miracle and hope. Her tainted hands can only take life instead of saving them. So she turned her sight to the light, the only savior of the mortals from this war. Despite being deemed as the sinner filled with wrath, nobody hated the war more than the sinner of wrath herself. *Cover generated via PixAI*

BOOK 1 BOOK 2 SECRET's out ah *side note: No it's not just smut, it has a plot. The name has another meaning. You dirty-minded people! some scenes will be dark* *ongoing editing* Meet Wu Jie Tyna; the third-born daughter of Chaos darkness. Also known as lady darkness. During the ongoing chaos war, Tyna had experienced her first death and was later reborn in her second life, due to her failure as the 100th legion General. In that life, on Gai (sometimes Gaia), known as Earth to many, Tyna had lived the first six years of her life suffering, the latter half because she had - due to the fact of releasing her inner monster after a betray- Became something that took the life force from those who, 'died for her' in order to survive. Sadly one-night drunk, Tyna fell in the wharf and was therefore eaten by... Ah... Sharks. Third life: Wu Jie Tyna, had been transmigrated as an ah... A child. In a world newly populated by humans and other fantastical creatures, the world is harsh where if one is not powerful enough or at least has a backer strong enough death will welcome them with open arms. --- Tyna somewhat both lucky and Unlucky have heeded to the words her mother had bestowed the previous body's owner; In the world, people focus on something that to us was trivial. Of course, we live in society as those below us, but our circles? Our circles were small, we lived far above them, and treated these lowly ones nothing more than cannon fodder. Your beliefs? Who cares, Your system? Freedom? It was broken long before it was even created, all of you were nothing more to us than playthings. Haha haha, how stupid it is nothing more but an illusion for those high above us out of reach to be entertained. That was before in the greed of the top families we fell, we suffered and as if nature itself found our ways disgusting our hidden island was sunk and we had to leave our safe haven, to live among those... We had looked down upon.' 'if that is so mom, then we are different' 'of course, those from the east, said they were the motherland but we knew otherwise. Those who were our slaves are now our equal' 'we may have lost our home and have become outnumbered but it is fine, each family will marry their sons to the daughters.' 'the society is patriarch' 'it will not and have not affected the families, as long as our blood is not tainted then we shall continue to prosper in this barbaric society'. --- ongoing editing Original work no translation Please rate, comment, and vote thanks all

He was the main character yet everyone else appeared more important than he was. What was this story he was assigned to? In a futuristic world of magic and gadgets, he emerged from the depths which held no value in comparison to the great ones and the higher ups. The world was beautiful and he was considered one of the many blotches that tainted its beauty. The day he was killed, a cleansing was manifested. He, however, reincarnates into the real world - Earth. Reborn from a world of fantasy instigated by ink into the world of humans, he faces no better luck than his previous life in a book. Unfortunately for him, in this new life he is struck with an illness that makes his skin look red. People call him the "devil" and even his mother is scared of him. A world he couldn't understand yet, he understood. Who was this writer that created his story and why was he reincarnated into this strange world that refused to accept him either? What if more lies to writing? What if writing sparks up and opens up a world humans never knew existed? Prepared to learn about this "Earth", he sets into the great merchant city with the help of a shape-shifting system to become the greatest librarian and explore the truths that binds him to the library of his stories. He is Emmet Quinn, the devil in a strange world. [WPC June 2024 entry] _ _ _ Read on and enjoy the journey of Emmet Quinn! Your support is simply the most I could ask for! NB: The story is set in a futuristic Earth with a revolved humanity. However, this "Earth" is different from the Earth in real life. Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/zsahn4yckr

In the dark underworld of power and influence, Evelyn Grey reigns supreme. Known as a nightmare, Evelyn's wrath can obliterate lives in the blink of an eye. At 26, she is the epitome of ruthless success, owning numerous gas stations and hotels, and wielding control over the illegal underbelly of society. With a pretty face that hides a demonic fury, Evelyn is a force to be reckoned with, leaving devastation in her wake whenever angered. Contrasting sharply with Evelyn’s menacing presence is Hazel, a 17-year-old boy whose beauty is matched only by his purity and kindness. With hazel eyes and an innocent demeanor, Hazel embodies everything good and gentle in the world. Recently graduated from high school, he is eager to embark on a new chapter of his life at university, embodying the dreams and aspirations of youth. Their worlds collide in an unexpected twist of fate, where power meets innocence, and darkness clashes with light. As Evelyn's shadow looms over Hazel's life, will his purity be tainted by her darkness, or will his kindness illuminate a path to redemption for the both of them? "The Runaway Husband" explores the delicate balance between love and power, and the unexpected ways in which two seemingly opposite souls can influence each other's lives.

Cold, charming, rich, and mysterious, Marcus Jackson is the guy every parent would want their daughters to get married to. Unfortunately for them, he has no interest in these women. His focus is on his family business and keeping his family secret safe from the world. According to their family tradition, he cannot marry or fall in love with any woman except for one person: his mate. When he finally finds her, he knows he's done for. She is gentle and kind, too delicate for his dark and beastly world. He knows he shouldn’t go near her lest he taint her with his darkness but he can't and won't keep himself away. She is his and he is too selfish to let her go. Every monster has their weakness. She is his. *** Handsome and kind, Crown Prince Williams of Arislan was the pride of his kingdom. He is loved by all. Ironically, he doesn't believe in love. Not until he meets her. She is a dream come true for him, and a way to escape the impending doom of an engagement his father set him in. When the opportunity to make her his comes, he grabs it and decides to change their fate... before it's too late. > >>>> Sweet, shy, and plain Arianna Blue Adolphus is a romantic who is waiting for her Prince Charming who will sweep her off her feet. But instead of one prince charming, she is instead entangled in a messy love triangle. She never thought her fate would be tied with two handsome men who will do everything for her. Everything changes when she finds out who she is and how much danger she is— to the world and to them. How will they overcome the trails ahead of them? Or are they never fated to be together?

Davis' main intention for every member of the Kord family was to kill them since his mother was killed by the main mob leader of the KM clan, Raymond Kord. Anastasia was a Kord....yet different . Unlike other Kords who got themselves into dirty stuffs like killing people , she was innocent . Her breathetaking beauty and those big baby blue eyes was what made him dazed but knowing she was the most loved granddaughter of Raymond Kord, the memory of his mom's death always represented itself . Her pure innocence brought one thought to his mind ; "I'm going to destroy her like every other Kord. I'll make her fall so hard for me then I'll break that 'Kordful' heart of hers . I'll be her weakness and she'll lead me into destroying every other Kord." Yet after all these..... she fell hard but he fell harder. Anastasia Kord was now Davis Quinn's weakness . -------------- Excerpt : "Wanna know my secret, princess?" He asked with a glint of an emotion Anastasia couldn't read . She could hear the thud of her own heartbeat beating heavily in her ears and she knew it was as a result of his closeness . She nodded . He brushed her lower lip with his thumb and her heart rattled in her chest . "Well... I've been craving your lips." Now that he said was a pure truth . Anastasia flushed . She could feel his dark eyes staring intensively at her lips and she reddened. "Can I?" He asked . She had been waiting for him to ask her that question .A Greek god was asking if he could get his perfect lips tainted with hers . "Y-Yes." She said . Davis held her chin. "You ready?" He asked,his breathe brushing her lips . She didn't know if she was .It was her first kiss and she was afraid she'd not be perfect . "Don't think too much, princess." he said , snapping her out of her silly trance . She stared at him . "You ready?" "Ye-" She was cut off when she felt his soft lips connected to hers. Author: please support me and my book , write reviews add to your library and comment. I also hope you'll love this book.

***[WSA 2024 Entry]*** “In a realm where deceit is woven into the very fabric of existence, the enigmatic dance of perception unfolds. A mimic seeks joy, while another spins webs of deception, manipulating with coy precision. Malevolence lurks in the shadows, and blood stains the path of the fifth. The sixth remains stoic, while the seventh is naught but a mere pawn. Above, below, and hidden amidst, he who controls perception watches, ever vigilant.” *** What does the Fool say? Welcome to the world of [Lord of Mirrors], where reality blurs and truth is but a fleeting illusion. In this game of power and deception, one must tread carefully, for the line between roleplayer and pawn is thin. Is the Lord truly the master, or are we merely pieces in his intricate game? It's all about perception. With eyes that see all and knowledge that spans realms, the is absolute. Obey his commands or face the consequences, for in this realm, he reigns supreme. *** A simple and naive archeologist with a heartache is tasked to roleplay the merciless Lord. Failure means only one thing – death. Can he do it? Maybe or Maybe not. No one knows. However, one must remember… “The Other side is tainted.” ... Warning: This content contains explicit language, graphic violence, and scenes of gore. Reader discretion is advised. *** Additional tags: Brutality, Dark, Villain, Smut, and Gore. ... Title Inspiration: ~Droit du seigneur (The Right of the Lord)~ Character inspiration: Mordret Valor (Shadow Slave) ... Update Chapter length: 2000+/- words. ... Volume 1: The Deception of Mimic ... Welcome to the Other Side (Discord link): https://discord.gg/G5JbQsjt7V

"You think I'm obsessed of power?" He took one step forward towards me, my whole system stiffened. My heart drum inside my chest and my breath hitch with excitement and fear. "Seems like it," "There are two things I'm obsessed of," He held me tightly as he wrapped his rough hand around my wrist. I tried to wiggle free against his strong hold. "I... I don't care," my voice came out ghastly. "One," the thickness of his voice laced through my skin. "You are my obsession," "Two..." He slurs. "Pinning you in my bed, chained, and screaming my name from unbearable pleasure until you past out." And his eyes have become so dark, they would be able to swallow me whole. "You're a nutcase," my lips quivered as his fingers trailed against the small part of my neck. "You, in my bed, legs spread wide open...chained and screaming my name until you beg me to stop." His adams apple bobs in his throat as his hand tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "You like that about me, my unhinged mind and how I f*ck you rough my love, let me remind you of that." My breath deepened and I fought the need to kiss him or lick my lips as an invitation. ************** Shiloh battles against her complicated life everyday. Being a part of weak witches in their town she is known to be dumb and mute girl who sells faulty potions for a bag of elixirs while her brother is thriving in the famous academia. Yet one night her peaceful life came crashing down. She was kissed by a vampire! She was intoxicated and addicted to the man's sweet lips. But her addiction is fatally wrong for vampires are being hunt and killed for 'safety'. What will she do when the man in the alleyway was a part of her past? The man who loved...and killed her.

A mad man has torn down the gates of the underworld. The malicious abyss is alive, and it stares back... ** Zero, a crippled and one handed teenager with a drastically grim outlook on life, has been granted a deadly second chance. Attacked and killed by a mysterious power, Zero wakes up again to find himself in his body that was close to becoming a corpse. Beside him, he finds a scroll with a hefty task and the eyeball of a dead god once known as the Yanluo of hell. "Consume the eye, find the Core of Naraka and begin your odyssey," said the scroll. "You are living on borrowed time. With every full moon that passes, a taste of the horrors of hell shall eat at a bit of your mortal soul. Till you are a slave to your own flesh." Seeing these words, Zero wished to be dead once more. ** Cultivatiors are gods in this world corrupted by darkness, looked upon by the common people as figures of holiness. Yet they are far from that. Tainted by their desire to touch the realm of immortals and break from the cycle of Samsara, cultivators are worse than the demon kind. When word gets out that the god of hell has passed, killed by an unknown power, the cultivation world goes into chaos. Finding the power source of hell, the Core of Naraka, would mean becoming a deity. Now who wouldn't want to become a god? The immortals in the realms above and below have chosen their pawns; hell's power is far too grand to pass on. A dangerous game is about to unfold. Follow Zero, an ordinary mortal. A pawn piece picked by the realm of hell itself to walk the tumultuous path of the dead, face crazed cultivators and immortals, challenge gods and bring down monstrosities of hell. Son of Naraka, choose your class and break the cycle of Samsara! ______________________________ NEW CHAPTERS EVERY DAY! (Only school stuff and emergencies will delay updates.) TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY DETAILED SCENES OF VIOLENCE, GORE AND THE LIKE. READERS' DISCRETION IS HIGHLY ADVICED. Ps. MC doesn't start out a villain immediately. That's a character development that'd take time. This story is slow paced for optimum development. No, the MC isn't going to start breathing fire or flying instantly. There are no filler chapters. Everything is connected. Happy reading!

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A thousand years after a world-shattering war, retired Villain Kairos, hides behind the unassuming facade of an alchemist. Cursed by his dark deeds, his touch withers most plants, forcing him to rely solely on Mushrooms for his concoctions. By day, Kairos sells potions and salves, playing the part of the harmless potioneer. But beneath the surface lurks a hidden ambition – to purify the taint and reclaim his lost power. However, his quest for redemption is riddled with challenges: maintaining a normal life, keeping his apprentice in the dark, and fending off suspicion from prying competitors. This is the story of a villain seeking a quiet life, one potion at a time, with a healthy dose of danger and a touch of dark humor. #noharem #villain #overpowered #strongactingweak

Trapped in the midst of supernatural enemies, fighting inevitable death even in his last breath, Atlas wakes up as something he could never have imagined. He wakes up as the first Progenitor who was forever lost in time. A body which didn't belong to him, the strength beyond imagination... One accident gave him everything he could've desired, yet his soul wasn't strong enough to accept the gift of destiny. It was a race against time where his soul deteriorated each second he held that unimaginable power... Atlas sets out on a journey to regain what he had lost in the tainted world of myths and legends, fighting his urges to not become one of them...

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"You're sitting on my chair, idiot!" I growled at him, I know I was stupidly brave with no backup. "Sweetheart, your place is here" He said in a seductive tone, patting his thigh. "You..." I gritted. He slowly stepped into the moonlight, instantly recognizing him "God of Death" I muttered faintly. "Don't compare him to me. I don't take souls when their time is done but enjoy the souls that are offered to me to satiate my pleasure" He snarled "And now you can't escape from me" My breath hitched. "Who the hell are you?" I demanded He pulled me towards him, crushing my body with his. Lazily with an impend butterfly kisses down my throat, and I struggled in his tight embrace. "I'm the hell himself, baby. I'm The Devil you seek, My Queen" With that he crashed his lips onto mine. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Will it be a twisted fate or a fated twist for them? ~*~*~*~*~*~ "I'm no HERO, You shouldn't have treated as ONE" RUDRA VEER PRATAP RATHORE - 'Tainting this world red was never my intention but an obligation for finding her'. CEO of the Rathore.Inc, King of Jodhpur, and God himself sculpted the 'Devil Of the Sins'. One decision flipped his destiny, Everything shattered beyond his grasp, especially his Sunshine. His beast of Darkness turned into the Demon of Hell, together searching for their Master, their Queen. She was meant to Kill Him but one spark was all required... "I'm the Devil, My Queen" ~*~*~*~*~ "Princess is my Title, Monster is my Nature and I'm your Fucking Nightmare" LILITH ISHA ROMANIO - 'They say I'm a psychopath but I preferably say that I'm creative' Sussex of Spain, Queen of the Underworld, and Angels crafted her bit by bit from the pits of hell to eradicate the Devil created by God. At one point wiping out the forced Sin of Lust was her main priority, In the next second she, herself was attracted to the God of Lust. Like the Icing on the cake, He was God himself, 'God of Death' that she was tantalized. "This is my Hell bitch and I Make the Rules" ~*~*~*~*~