Rivoli Ballroom Pulp

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. DISCLAIMER: I am neither the author nor translator of the story. Please support author on official site. Translation credit: Eatapplepies

This is the story of an extremely lazy student whose only aspiration in life is to lay on his bed all day and slumber away. Meet Aiden. His life had been rather simple so far. He heads to the academy, sleeps through his classes, returns home, exterminates the aliens that come through the portal every once in a while, showers, eats dinner, and then heads to bed. Rinse and repeat. However, with the arrival of a transfer student who was too nosy for her own good, she accidentally encountered one of his secrets, the one about the aliens, and so began the domino chain of misunderstandings popping up here and there. "He's not lazy. It's just... he's tired from defending our world from evil." "Hey! Call him lazy and I'll beat you to a pulp. Say it again, I dare you." "If he, the most hardworking student at our academy is considered lazy then... all of us are lazy. No, we might as well be corpses." Aiden, hearing all these defensive statements about him began to wonder, "What are they talking about? I'm not sleeping because I'm tired from fighting those aliens. I'm sleeping because class is boring and I want to sleep. I'm... I'm hardworking? Hahaha, I don't even want to get out of bed every morning. "

I’m dreaming of us together Tangled in the mess of ballroom Your hand on my waist My hand is on your shoulder Together we are creating the choreography of “Once upon the time”

“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!!”

In the enchanting chapter "Veil of Night," the ancient city shimmers under a silver moon as a masked ball unfolds at Castle Darkmoor. Young scholar Elena, drawn by her fascination with the arcane, arrives at the opulent gathering, eager to uncover the truth behind the enigmatic vampire lord, Lucian. As the clock strikes midnight, the ballroom comes alive with music and laughter, but Elena's focus is solely on Lucian, whose captivating presence sends chills down her spine. Their eyes lock, and an electric connection forms as he invites her to dance. Through their twirling steps, she probes into his past, learning of his centuries-long existence filled with both beauty and tragedy. Lucian reveals the heavy toll of immortality—loneliness, desire, and an insatiable hunger for understanding. As Elena grapples with the allure of his dark world, she realizes her quest for knowledge is entwined with a deeper yearning for connection. As the night unfolds, she stands at a crossroads, faced with the seductive pull of the shadows and the undeniable call of destiny that could forever alter her life.

Beaten to a pulp day by day, exploited, manipulated and forced to live day by day like a slave to the bullies at school. With no hope of revenge, Davis only hoped he could finally shut his eyes forever but even that was not granted to him. Fed up with his life he decides to take a crazy risk "since they don't want to grant me rest then I'll grant them." He finally took revenge at the expense of his life only to be brought back as the abandoned son of the most notorious mafia boss in the entire world. To others being a mafia boss's son may be cool but Davis was the abandoned son of the mafia boss, even bottom tier street gangs had more recognition than him and to top it off he had to take care of his abandoned mother. but fate didn't forget to give him a cheat to get started. After alot of twist and turns, watch as Davis turns from a regular youngster to the ruler of mafia.

Hemera is rejected by her one true love Crane. After that, she finds out a big truth which the Crescent moon pack has been hiding all this while and she is determined to find out the truth at any cost. Even if it means marrying a complete stranger, Elpis Kane, alpha of blood moon pack. “You never know. I might be of help.” I looked at him and inhale. He is right. he might know him. Besides there is no harm in trying. He will not actually figure out what I want to do. He looked at him with a little smile and goodness, it was so convincing. “I am looking for a certain alpha. I want him to ask me for a dance.” I spoke. I saw his eyebrows rise with doubt and surprise. He put his hand behind him. “Why? if I may ask” “It’s complicated.” “Try me.” I looked at him and he smiled. Well, what do I have to lose? “Well, he is the only one who can help me find the people I am looking for. I heard he is the most powerful alpha and is well gifted and connected. So, I need him.” Said to him. For some reason I trusted this person even if I should not. But he seems calm and powerful. Not one to talk much but one to do a lot. “So, you are going to use him?” “Don’t make sound bad if not I will feel bad.” He laughed making me laugh as well. “Besides, I am not just going to use him. I will trade something in return.” “Hmm.” He nodded with a smile. Goddess what is wrong with me? I should be looking for Elpis not talking to this guy I haven’t even heard of. “So, what are you doing here? You are meant to be downstairs dancing with him” he smiled at me. “I know that.” I said and rolled my eyes. “I looked for me everywhere but I couldn’t find him. I was told he was going to me that this party that is why I bothered to come.” I told him. I was disappointed. “And what might be this might alpha’s name?” he asked me. I was a little bit hesitant. “You never know. I might just be the angel that will send you to him.” I wasn’t sure if I should tell him. But then I thought about it, he was right. What if he knew him or what if I could reach him through him? Besides I couldn’t sense anything bad about him and my senses are never wrong. “Elpis Kane.” I told him, “Elpis Kane. Alpha of blood moon pack.” I told him. The smile on his face immediately went away. He kept on nodding and that gave me some kind of hope that maybe he knows him personally. But he dashed my hopes. All he said was “Hmm” and I smiled. I just grunted and went downstairs. I went down the stairs thinking. I was already two steps down to the ballroom when I felt someone hold my hand. I turn and I saw the same man. This time he had his mask on. “A dance you want? A dance you will get wolf.” He said with a small smile.

The war in the kingdom intensified, and the orcs from the North were ready to take action. They traveled through time and became the ninth son of a Count. He was not qualified to inherit the title, but accidentally obtained the daily intelligence system. With the help of the daily intelligence system, he began to build a territory and obtain a title. [Daily information has been updated] [1: Renn was wandering around the Lucerne town market today and accidentally bought a life fruit from Mijie’s pulp shop. After taking it, he officially condensed the life seeds] [2: In the northern part of your territory, there is an extremely rich iron mine among the Golimbo tribe] [3: In ten days, your territory will be attacked by tauren] [4. After seven days, there will be a group of unicorns looking for food in the west of your territory] 【5：…………】 [6: Engel Dressrosa seems to have some troubles, coming from the limitations of his own strength] 【7:……】 This is a translation, All credit goes to the original author: If life is just like a dream

Miss Wendy Garren has resigned herself to one last tormented season in the Capital's condemning rich and titled high-society, under the critical and abusive eye of her parents, The Earl and Countess of Follies. At seven and twenty she knows she is there to escort and keep a watchful eye on her younger and vibrant twin sisters. But Wendy knows that when the end of the season comes and she remains unmarried, her parents will finally send her away. She never thought the season could end like this... The Duke of Thornberg Rhys Granger, is tired of scheming mothers and their giggling daughters floating around the edge of an ornately lit ballroom as they dance in a game of power. Nearing the age of Forty, after raising his younger sister, and having served many years of military service to the crown, he feels too old to be shopping for a wife that's barely left the classroom. To appease his happily married and sometimes nagging, younger sister, Rhys attends one last ball in the crown's Capital before planning to return home to his remote and vast Thornberg Estate. He would've never guessed how that night would end... Reader Reviews "This looks like the start of a great book. So underrated though." -Rosettle "I love this book! It's so good and heartbreaking! I feel so sorry for Wendy but at the same time I like her story :) I really like this type of plot" -Arteemismalfoy "I love your work. I have read to the end now and am waiting in agony for the next chapter. I will check out your other work while I wait. Please don't ever stop writing! <3" - "-" "Hey, I just completed reading your story "Beauty unseen" I'm loving it and it's very beautifully written." - Nitathefamousbitch

Summary HI. Everyone This story is about a journey to the top by an arrogant and pervert boy named Trevor who met a prideful system after he died from an infamous truck- kun. Along the way, where he faces powerful immortals, gods many other creatures and beats them to pulp and there are no things he can't do but there is one thing he can't avoid is to getting trolled by his system which treats him as a slave System: [Slave have pride in what you do. The moment you lose your pride, then it's a one-way ticket to hell].

From Duke’s daughter to famous songwriter/ singer to crown princess, Serena Maxwell did it all. A winner in life who defied the odds of being a novel's villainess. It would have been perfect if it all ended with the royal wedding, but life holds more mystery and follows with misery at times. A divorcee before getting a chance to be widowed, a handicapped Marquis’ younger sister whose parents’ dukedom has been sequestered, poor and too embarrassed to even show her face in public, she can only live simply as a shadow of her former self. Writing plagiarized songs and selling them while in a guise to earn a living. Just when she thought that the situation couldn’t get any worse, worse turned to worst. Despite their self-imposed hiding, a Court Summons arrived summoning her brother to court to face graft charges with possible lifetime imprisonment as sentence. Determined to find help, she seeks the young minister of Justice, the heir to the Cromwell dukedom, Christopher Cross. However, given her current position, it’s not easy to approach said esteemed person even when they were old acquaintances. With no better choice, there’s only one place she can go to be able to meet him. Back to the glitzy, glamorous, and pretentious ballrooms of the nobility facing old acquaintances, from holding the crown to being the clown, becoming the butt of all jokes while receiving surly stares and audacious propositions from the male peers, Serena can only swallow her pride and brave it all. -- After his revenge, Grand Duke Charlton Daniel has become one of the most accomplished and distinguished noble with an unshakable status in society. However, at the end of the day, he felt empty. He used and betrayed his lover to get the best of his cousin. He deceived his ailing mother, the younger sister of the former king, while taking part of the party ousting the royal family. He now has everything, but at the same time, nothing. Sometimes he wonders, was everything he did, worth it? Faced with the emptiness and loneliness despite emerging triumphant, he could only come to terms with the phrase, life must go on. Determined to move on from the past, he started seeing duke Ligeti’s granddaughter, Larissa. She was innocent and naïve, but she gave him peace of mind. So, with building a family in mind, he was thinking of proposing marriage. However, just when he thought that he found his solace, his past lover suddenly appeared before his eyes. She was as beautiful as he first saw her, or maybe even more. Was it the lights or just something in her eyes? Without doing anything, she caused waves and even tsunamis in his heart. Deny it all he might, something was still there. Yet, no. After all she did to him, and him to her, they were over. He can’t possibly forsake his present lover because she came back to... she was back for him, wasn’t she? And just when this thought processed in his mind, reality came crushing in. Before his very eyes, she was seducing another man. -- Will Serena and Charlton rekindle their love this time around? Or will she find true love in another man’s arms? Read and find out!

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life.

The strongest man in the world has grown bored of the world. After becoming the strongest, the world was supposed to entertain him! But no, the world felt so bland, so soft, so boring. “Let’s shake things up a bit”. Orchestrating the battle of the millennium, the strongest man beat the 10 strongest astral warriors in the world to a pulp, doing his best to make it a showpiece before going with a bang. Yes, the strongest man killed himself. ‘This is the only way to reset this boring world’. He killed himself after leaving the only inheritance that he could think of to make the world exciting. Fast-forward 45 years and a boy was born, Ramon Brenden. He inherited the will of the once strongest man in the world. “Hehe, I shall become the strongest”. “I shall create the best crew of astral travelers in the world”. “The best cook?” “They’re mine”. “What’s life without music? The best musician is mine”. “The best warriors are mine”. “I shall become the new King of astral travelers!” ... NOTE: I'll be updating 2 chapters per day, I'll drop milestones for mass release with time if I'm satisfied with the engagement. Thanks in advance for reading. For those who saw the previous one, I reuploaded it for WSA.

Addux Kaname goes back in history after almost losing a fight with a demon.His life repeats without him knowing it. He becomes one helpless guy. He is beaten to a pulp but he is saved by a cute girl who invites him to her school. It gets More crazy when the girl discloses that she was just after the amulet he was wearing inorder to revive a powerful demon known as Berxly who has the power to free her and other demons from the reign of Destroyer. Addux gets caught up in the mix and becomes a vessel for demon Berxly

*There is "gore, bloody, violent" content throughout the story that may bother or not be suitable for some readers. As well as some crude language.* Also #action/adventure "Wren... can you hear me..?" His voice sounded so familiar and warm. ".."Please Wren... I know the last person you probably want to hear from is me.. "Please don't forget.. It's me, Michael.." As soon as Wren hear his name, memories came flashing back to her. *Wren-Wren, come play with me!" A young boy with brown hair and sea blue eyes called out to her. "Okay, I'm coming." The young Wren ran towards Michael. Her dark red hair that had been neatly styled into braids, bounced around on her shoulders. *BANG! BOOM, BOOM!* The loud sounds of gun and canon fire could be heard all around. "AH!" Men and women were screaming in the distance. The once inviting forest vegetation was now littered with debris from nearby buildings and stained red with blood. "Mommy! Mommy, *cough cough* help m-" before the blonde little girl could continue screaming for her mother, I large hand reached down and covered her mouth. She tried to struggle, but it was all in vain. The man easily overpowered her and quickly ran off. ..."Presenting our new Priestess! She has incredible strength and amazing abilities only second to our Lord, Lord Valen. Everyone, please do your best to welcome her!" A teenaged age Wren stood before many people within a large ballroom style area. To her left was the one she knew as Valen, and over to her right, there was a man and woman who looked less than pleased to see her in a position of such power. Wren was nervous and shaking. 'I really wish I could just get out of this dress and go train," She thought to herself. ..."21, check in. Are we a go?" Someone's voice came across a small earpiece, "We are good 45. You take the East entrance and I will cover the perimeter. We need to do this as quickly and silently as possible." Wren was in her late teens at this point. She was wearing all black clothes, that were fitted to the curves of her body. She heard a small sound in the distance, 'Okay, here we go.' She took a deep breath in and closed her eyes. In just moments her clothes and hair began to flutter around her body, and just as quickly as this happened, she disappeared, leaving nothing but a small wisp of smoke behind. ..."Wren, I just can't...I need to go for myself. I never wanted to keep this from yo-" "Don't bother lying to me Michael. I am fed up with what both you and Valen have been hiding." She carefully swung her leg over, and moved away from Michael's lap, carefully adjusting her jade-colored dress. She sighed into her hands, "Wren..you know I will always lo-" "Goodbye Michael. I regret we didn't have more time together, but I can't just sit by idly." She turned to face him, a tear ran down her face, and she disappeared, before Michael opened his eyes from a blink. Suddenly, Wren gasped and opened her eyes. She immediately sat up, turned on her side, and began to cough and spit out blood. "Oh Wren, gosh I missed you," As Wren was turning to lay back down, Michael pulled her into a tight embrace. "I don't know what I would have done without you. You were in this bed so long, I didn't think you would ever wake up." Wren was confused and still trying to catch her breath. She pushed the man away and looked him over. 'Wavy brown hair, simple stud earrings, sea blue eyes..' "Michael?" "Oh, my Lady-" Michael grabbed her once more, but he quickly released her, "Daddy, daddy, can I see, can I see?" Wren grew even more confused, as Michael moved his body over and behind him, was a small girl, with cherry brown hair. "Hi lovely. I would like you to meet someone. This Lady, is a very important person to our people, and she is also really special to us." Wrens breaths began to quicken and her heart was racing, 'no, don't!" "This Lady's name is Wren, but maybe after you are around her more, maybe you can start calling her Mommy again?"

"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. "My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***************~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,… Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how wou;d he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be linient or tough on him, its all his fate to face. Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known.., ~~~~~~~~~~~~****************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But, as stated earlier, as you all know, all wizards, royals, peasants, and members of higher social classes have one thing in common. They all had a fear—not a fear of debts or of God—but a fear of shame, and he, he who was borne out of the shame, bore the sin. A debt and label, he alone shall carry; and a bastard he became. May God have mercy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I appreciate all of you dearest readers for taking the opportunity to join me in my fantastical world, through my fondness for Willock. As we embark on this journey, and as you join me to see through the eyes of this young lad, I wish you all the enjoyment you desire, and may all your desires take the best of turns. This is a novel I'm quite, or rather, I'd say, I love writing. As the plot rises to its course and falls to its rhythms, I hope you will enjoy all the nuances of our dearest Willock. I acknowledge all of you and encourage you to keep pushing me to do more, and to reach the best of my potentials. All love. Enjoy, fam...

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me.  But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ____________________________________________________ Disclaimer: This is not my work nor translation! Original: Chungeoram Translation: https://eatapplepies.com/trash-of-the-counts-family/

What happens when a crappy author is sent into his own crappy book? *** Hori Willaims is an unemployed author working on his masterpiece to submit in the editor’s panel with the hopes of publishing his book. One of the editors identify his work as thrash and in a fit of rage, he beat the editor to a pulp. Little did he know, he just made the decision that would turn his life around. After a blissful sleep, he wakes up to realize that he transmigrated into the book that he wrote, what’s worst is that he transmigrated into one of the thrash talents that is completely beaten up by the MC. Using his knowledge as the author, Hori navigates the world and gets stronger.

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

Author : Koushun Takami Koushun Takami's notorious high-octane thriller is based on an irresistible premise: a class of junior high school students is taken to a deserted island where, as part of a ruthless authoritarian program, they are provided arms and forced to kill one another until only one survivor is left standing. Criticized as violent exploitation when first published in Japan - where it then proceeded to become a runaway bestseller - Battle Royale is a Lord of the Flies for the 21st century, a potent allegory of what it means to be young and (barely) alive in a dog-eat-dog world. Made into a controversial hit movie of the same name, Battle Royale is already a contemporary Japanese pulp classic, now available for the first time in the English language.

The extravagant ballroom of Salvatore Mansion was decorated lavishly. The entire state was invited to the party. The hurly and burly environment of the ballroom were constantly increasing as guests started to fill the room. The gossiping ladies group were high in volume discussing and guessing the main motto behind this profligate celebration. Men were drinking at the corners and thinking to gain favors from Salvatore. Upstairs a middle-aged man was seated in his master chair and his eyes pierced at the young lad standing in front. The lad thumped his hand on the table and scowled at his father. "I don't agree to this." He muttered curtly. "Utter nonsense. You have to follow that's it." The middle-aged man asked stopping his further protest. In vexation, the man left the room without turning back. A young lady was gracefully standing leaning against the wall beside the study room smirked and blew some air on her slim painted nails and spoke. "Interesting." *** The lad stood at the corner of the adorned ballroom and accessed the crowd. His sharp eyes narrowed at his father who was about to climb the platform morphed stage to deliver the speech that followed the bitter news. He grimaced at that. His father signaled him. That was his cue to follow up. When he reached the middle of the room someone grabbed his hand from behind causing him to stop abruptly and the glass in his hand fell on the floor spilling its whole content on the shiny white marble. Everyone turned their attention to them. It was a girl who stopped him. "Do you have a girlfriend?" This question caught him off guard and he instantly replied, "NO" "Do you like someone?" "No." Though he was confused but answered feeling the eyes of the crowd on them. "The girl smiled brightly and said, "Good." Without waiting for another moment the girl snacked her palm around his nape and stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. There was pin-drop silence in the room. The people gasped at that. The young lad was so shocked that he opened his mouth a bit and it was a perfect liplock. Breaking the kiss the girl stared at the whole crowd and said icily. "From now on he is mine." Leaving everyone in uttered stupefaction.

The little duchess' life seems to be perfect, especially after her wedding with the most desired bachelor in the kingdom, the one who drove out all the monster from the Black Wood. Despite her father's initial protests, Iris is able to marry the love of her life and feels that the rest of her life will only be bliss. But not everything is what is seems at her new home and little by little secrets revail themselves, making Iris understand the reasons behind her father's protests. ---------------- Her wedding night found Iris more nervous than she thought. The maids bathed her and changed her into a nightgown which was semi transparent, the silhouette of her body being evident throughout the thin material. After the maids left she laid down on her bed, but only for a second. Her nerves didn’t let her lay there, she couldn’t even sit on it as she knew what was to come. Or at least she thought she knew as she, like all noble girls, was taught about the duty of a wife in the bedroom. But she didn’t know about the tingling in her stomach and the heat coming from inside her from those lessons. No, those were the feelings her now husband showed her with only a kiss. That thought made her touch her lips with her finger. She blushed when she remembered the kiss, the one that started all of this. It happened only a month ago, on a dark night with no stars in the sky and the moon hiding behind the dark clouds, promising a heavy rain. But not a single drop fell yet and the castle's garden was lit by small torches which trew trembling shadows on the ground. She could remember his hands touching her arched back and caressing it while his other hand touched her cheek before sliding behind her head, entangled in her beautifully done hair. He looked passionately into her eyes, his green eyes making her forget about anything else. The smell that came from him drew her closer until their lips touched and she closed her eyes, letting herself drown in that blissful feeling, in those hard arms. He made her forget everything outside their embrace. They forgot where they were and the reason they were there. They forgot about the ballroom full of chatting people, full of music and dance. It was only them at that moment, in the garden. “You son of a bitch!” a cry woke them and they separated from each other. “You will pay for this!”. The man that was screaming at them approached and before Iris realized what was happening, he punched her partner hard.

In the glittering ballrooms of Regency England, a forbidden love ignites between Amelia, a headstrong young woman, and the enigmatic Lord Sebastian St. Clair. But behind his seductive charm lurks a dark secret—he is a vampire. As society whispers and dangers loom, Amelia must choose between her heart's desires and the expectations of a world on the brink of chaos. Will their love defy the odds, or will the shadows of the night consume them both? Prepare to be enthralled in a Regency tale where passion collides with immortal desires in this captivating vampire romance

" Zach please take care of my child while am still in the hospital" Evie told her big brother. " don't worry sis we shall be awaiting for your return home. " Zach assured his little sis mom ... don't leave me mom... the young girl's voice echoed through the walls "my darling you must promise me to never back out and keep your head held high, never repeat the same mistake as I have done. Promise to prove yourself right and not the world. Emma a young girl who lost her mom(Evei) coz of being falsely accused of a crime and beaten to pulp which landed her into a coma in hospital where she later dies, suddenly realizes that the world is not as comfy and peaceful as her mom used to tell her. People were worse than monsters, but she kept to her word and became the most powerful woman in the country. What will happen to those who led to the death of her mom, And about her dad will she be able to discover who he really was and why he left her??? stay with me as we discover her journey of being the most powerful and feared Lady

“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!!” P.s I dont own the cover art

Claire Hudson, the daughter of a small baron, has a bad reputation among the aristocrats. While her stepsister Lucia is considered the gem of the Season, she is the unattractive wallflower. And no one wants a wife without beauty or the graces of a true lady of class. Unwilling to be a laughingstock during a dance in the Ton, Claire leaves the ballroom and goes into the garden to escape the mocking eyes. There, she witnesses an impossible thing. A vampire of myth with glowing red eyes and sharp fangs killing an unknown creature… When she thinks she has escaped a deadly fate, the vampire, also known as the Duke of Stonehill, joins the party.

An Alpha Prince was born into the Lycanthrope to rule their world but the Queen of the Magissa tried to stop him by casting a curse on him. *** Once upon a time, the First Alpha Prince of the Lycanthrope celebrated his birthday in the ballroom hall but a witch, the Queen of the Magissa, interrupt them and cursed the 1st Prince to a husky. “Find the woman who can lift your curse,” she said and throw the 1st Alpha Prince to the Anthrōpos, the human world. He works so hard to find a woman who can lift his curse but a group of dogs tried to stop him by attacking him. Will he be able to survive in the human world?

*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~

In a futuristic power struggle between three races, Humans, Shifters, and Alchemists a teenage boy is unknowingly born with the power to stop it all. " I'm... 200 years in the future? Can a loser like me... really start over?" Lars the loser, was the smallest and weakest kid in his high school. Everyday he was shoved into lockers and beaten to a pulp. When his high school bully beats him into a coma, Lars draws his last breath thinking. "Am I going to die a loser?" When He awakes from his coma, he finds himself reincarnated to the year 2230 , inside of an academy. And that he is no longer a human, but he is now a Shifter, a being with supernatural powers. Lars, now on the body of a Shifter named Axel, sets out to become the strongest Shifter in his academy. Learning from the bullying he experienced in his first life, he sets off on an adventure to become the strongest. However, as he navigates through the academy he has premonitions of a great tragedy that he realized he had dreamed about in his previous life.