Scurry

After centuries of ruling the underworld with terrifying power, Lilith dies in an epic battle, only to be reborn in the human world. But instead of a grand rebirth as a queen of darkness, she's reincarnated as something far more mundane—a secretary. Rather than despair, Lilith finds this new life amusing. After all, who would suspect the devil herself to be working a 9-to-5? Settling into her new reality, Lilith embraces her role, living in a luxurious apartment and working diligently in her office. Though her devilish instincts are hard to suppress, she's determined to be the perfect secretary. But when people push her too far, the devil within still comes out to play. When a creep in the office dares to look at her the wrong way, she calmly fixes her gaze on him. "You keep staring like that, and I'll show you what a broken wrist feels like." The man quickly scurries away, leaving Lilith with a satisfied smirk. Even the rich, entitled girl from accounting isn't safe from her wrath. "You think you can push me around just because you've got money? I've burned entire kingdoms for less. Don't test me." She says this with a calm smile, her eyes glinting dangerously. The day continued like that—stopping creeps in their tracks, putting rude heiresses in their place, and being the flawless secretary she intended to be. But, of course, her boss—the CEO—had his eyes on her, more curious than ever. And while the entire office might fear her or wonder about her, she remained blissfully indifferent. This was fun. And she wasn't here to impress anyone but herself. Who knew being a secretary could be so... interesting?

Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was. Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary. Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three. However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then. But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole. Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

Sol Vestic was once a hero summoned by the Goddess to save her fading world. He battled for years in a war against the forces of darkness, ultimately standing as the lone survivor from both factions after vanquishing the Demon-God. After destroying the enemy, the Goddess descended to the physical plain, and Sol, having endured horrors beyond hell, is rewarded. Captivated by his strength, the Goddess Ikaris binds herself to him in a slave pact, a pact he finds acceptable for all he desires after that much death is rest while her only desire is to serve him. That was supposed to be the end, but they both got summoned again to another world almost as soon as they returned to his own. This time around, Sol refuses to become anyone's hero. Instead, in his quest for rest he chooses to challenge the pantheon of gods and become the strongest being in existence while living as a misunderstood man, carried by his slave who took his place as hero, battles await, secrets start to scurry into the light when the world as he knew it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

"My dear baby, look at what time it's; hurry up, or else we will be late." She answered back as she gulped some milk before glancing at the watch on her wrist. " Mother..." He pouted his lips sulking, he was spoilt and pampered the most among the three of them. " All right, all right.. stop whining and come over here.." he was the youngest one and his health has been complicated since birth since they were born prematurely, and had spent rather a better amount of time in the hospital that's why his health wasn't favorable. She lightly tapped on the vacant dining chair next to hers signaling him to shift over to get closer. Su Tang hastily climbed off his chair scurried over to the said chair and settled down beside his mother eying her either his puppy eyes that were adorably blinking, Su Mao bent over and carefully pecked his cheeks adoringly. "I love you, momma, you are the best." He cheered up before he heartily began having his breakfast. He had a special diet that was specifically meant for him due to health complications. "Mother.. you are being biased, this is total biasness you are doing momma.." Su Ting pouted her lips feeling aggrieved as her cheeks puffed out, why couldn't she also receive her kisses this early morning? they were all her babies, right? "Finish up first then I will give you a big one inside the car... Didn't you just say you are getting late?" She smiled brushing her off, she might be pouting and whining her lips but she was a deadly snake hiding in that childish face of hers. But deep down in her heart she knew that she had been treating them all equally, it's just that Su Tang was a bit dependent on her. "Humph..!" She grunted coldly ignoring her mother as she took her breakfast. They finished up before getting inside a low-key Mercedes Benz which had tinted glasses, and the body was painted black. She softly mumbled out while buckling her safety belt. "Rule number one" "Fasten the safety belt.." They echoed all together in response while doing exactly what they were supposed to. They hurriedly fastened their safety belts, Su Ting always sat on the passenger's seat while the boys sat down in the backseat. "Rule number two" Su Mao was done fastening her safety belt and now, she had switched the engine on. "Greet people in the car..." They echoed together as they began greeting themselves shaking hands. "It's good to have manners and greet your elders when possible so long as they respect you...." Su Mao never pressured them in any way, she gave them freedom, and at the same time, she let them be children as she never got to do that in her life. It was the most important phase in a child's life, she wouldn't deprive them of that. "Rule number three..." Su Mao twisted her head glancing at the boys in the back eying them, sometimes they were mischievous. "Geezzz mommy.. we have outgrown those rules, we are already so grown and big gentlemen...." Su Tong retorted back irritated, they were already this old but their mother treated them like one-year-old babies they were twelve years ago. ***************** Su Mao had just managed to occupy the Su company Presidential seat when she received a call from her half-sister... When she heard her voice, she understood that wherever she was, didn't have much time, thus she went over with the direction she had given her. Arriving there, her half-sister was on the brink of death and she had given birth to triplets... From being the Su company President to suddenly being a mom of triplets, with the sudden emergency, she had to make decisions... She was a young mom of three kids because she made a promise, but what kind of life awaits her? How would she manage to live her life fully after being driven out of the Su family and mansion? Was it worth sacrificing everything in the end?

Red is an NPC (non-player character) villager of the popular game called “Code”. She is living her simple life to the fullest, not until an announcement crashes into the game. A horde of monsters materialises in the distance, wreaking havoc across the Kingdom of Freiy. Red scurries through the forest and plans to save her parents and her sister, only to see them die in her hands. She refuses to believe everything and goes against the script meant for her. The girl comes to learn about the world and how to complete the game. She created a war between nations, hence the rise of the death game. Red, becoming a variant among NPCs, travels across lands for a purpose. A quest to take all four obelisks in her hands and seek vengeance against Warner Asimov, the founder of Code. Will Red take her revenge against Warner or die inside the game? “A kingdom overturned by its foes can ascend once more. But one which shatters the inside? That’s game over.” (inspired quote from Zemo MCU) ORIGINAL BOOK COVER Will update a chapter everyday! Hop in to my server and talk about how awesome this novel is! (Thank you so much for supporting my work~) Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/yteNWMu8dg Instagram: (I will make one soon)

NOTE: This story is discontinued and completed. It was written at a time I was very sick and thought. It would not turn out well. I have shifted the energy of writing to a new story that is a more intense form of BDSM and romance but doesn't delve as deeply in pending death and doom. In the realm where mortals tread, I observe their frantic scurrying, stumbling from grace, and bowing before false deities. They sacrifice kin and companions, seeking fleeting solace. The art of traversing known realms and conquering fear eludes them. I have allowed them to wander aimlessly for far too long. The foul scent of hope pollutes the world as they yield to fear, devoid of valor and pride. I dispatched my begotten sons, time and again, to seduce and ravage the sins of the masses, heralding an era of death and desire. Plagues and wars unfurled as my sons painted the world in chaos. A sly grin emerges upon my lips, for I delight in the spectacle. It reminds me of a nursery rhyme from a bygone era, whispered at a child's bedside. The darkness weaves strange reminiscences of the bittersweet. A child afflicted by plague's boils and the mother's dread realization of transmitting her malady. Through the ages, naught has changed since their first steps upon the earth. Agony and despair linger in the air, the essence and longing of existence. Amidst the apparent serenity, a subtle note of turmoil wafts—a melody of corrupted souls. For even in their docility, these creations can wield ruthlessness. Alas, they revere strength, unaware that the mightiest often shatter, crying like infants as their bones snap between my fingers. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Should you seek a tale of systematic oppression, generational torment, vile assault, and the macabre, I extend an invitation to the narrative of innocence's demise—the beauty found within life's darkest corners. The battle yet wages, and perchance, as my final thoughts manifest, redemption shall unfold its melodic strains. Or perchance, I shall pen their ultimate sentence—an exquisite requiem, unbridling my vengeance in the shadows cast by Nica.

"Hey you scumbag!" She ran after the man who was riding a horse, followed my multiple scary guards with swords by their sides. Everyone gasped as she removed her heels and scurried through the horses and guards. The guards removed their swords as she got to the man in preparation for attack. He stopped them with a raised finger as he stared at her. She dropped her heels and rubbed her palms together. "What is all this? Are you here to trick them and run away like you did to me? You ran away with my money and I ended up in this trashy place all because of you!" She screamed frustratedly at him as the old market women and men kept staring at her, empathy written all over their faces. She smiled. "But now, I won't feel so sad. You're here and I'm not leaving here without collecting my money and ruining you into pieces!" She made and attempt to climb his horse and wring his neck but a guard quickly caught her before touching a strand on the prince's hair. "What do you think you're doing lady! Now bow and apologize to the prince!" The guard barked behind her ear and instead of complying , she scrunched up her face in disgust. "prince?" she turned to him. "So you've finally succeeded in manipulating them you wretched so called dumb prince!" She threw her legs up to meet any part of his body while her arms were still held tight behind her. While still struggling and cursing, a sword pulled up at her neck which made her freeze instantly with a leg still up in the air. "if you still want your neck, bow down". She dared not look sideways. she loved her life so much and couldn't risk it. She went down slowly on her knees, whimpering and praying. "What is your name". The prince asked. "You dum...." She stopped as her eyes met the stone cold eyes of the man whose sword was on her neck. "Zora". she answered irritatedly. "Zora..."He pronounced slowly as he nodded. "Stand up". He ordered and she was brought up to her feet immediately. Instead of bowing her head slightly, she glared at the prince on the white horse who didn't seemed affected but was just smiling. "Do you know what kind of sin you've committed?" He asked. "I know. A sin that's bigger than fraud". She answered stressing the 'fraud'. "Fraud would be better." He smiled and looked down at her dressing. She was strange. He noticed. "The kind of sin you've committed..." He paused. "You can only pay it with your life". The whole crowd shook their heads in pity but Zora still counted his words as an empty threat. . Zora Daustram was a human who feared no one and could talk to anyone as long as they weren't God. it was easier for her because she lived in a modern world where everyone was equal but what happens when she wakes up one day and find herself in an entirely new world. A world where everybody wasn't equal and death was like a betting game. What happens when the prince of the most powerful kingdom she appeared into looks like the man who duped her in her modern world and is responsible for her sudden appearance into an historical world she had no clue about. Could death be far from her with her attitude and unwillingness to respect and bow to anyone who wasn't God? . . well, how about we find out?;-)

She was scurrying off to her school when she suddenly heard the voice. "Hello, human girl." The feminine voice drawls, she heard the voice right inside her head. She almost tripped on her feet but was able to catch herself before falling flat on her face on the sidewalk. Strange. She thought and look around to see if someone is actually talking to her and not just a voice she is hearing in her head but instead, all she is seeing is a man taking a stroll with his dog and people just going on with their daily activities. She is sure she heard a voice, or is she hallucinating? "I know you can hear me, stop pretending as if you can't." The voice says in her head again. "W-who is this?" She whispers in panic and almost had a heart attack when she felt a warm and wet sensation on her leg followed by a soft bark. "It's me. I'm Maggie." She whirls around just to see the dog she spotted with the man taking a stroll before. No, no, no. Not what I'm thinking. "You?" She says to the dog tentatively and noticed the collar around its neck with the name tag 'Maggie.' "Yes me, idiot." The dog pants whilenodding its head up and down. Blood drains from her face and she looks pale with her mouth hanging open and her eyes as wide as saucers as she watches the dog sashay away with its master. "See you around later, it's nice meeting a human who can speak to animals even though the said human looks kinda dumb." It huffs while walking away. What was that? Nathalie wonders in a daze.

Once Giselle Thompson waltzes into the city of New York in search of a new life, unexpectedly she is thrust into another world. A world of chaos that makes her gain more than she bargained for once she catches the eye of Zeus Walsh, the Alpha of the largest pack in North America and leader of the mafia. Throwing all caution aside, she feels an instant pull towards the werewolf, who proves to be more than meets the eye. With an intense attraction too powerful to ignore it’s in their aim for love when family secrets and lies are exposed. It’s quite a risk for a human and werewolf to come together as one but will their mate bond be strong enough to survive the dangers coming their way? *** The second I opened the bathroom door and met golden orbs shining in the dark hall I genuinely felt trapped. Suddenly the space felt a lot smaller with him mere inches away. I found my body operating on its own accord the second he pushed himself off the wall and moved towards me till my back touched the wall. Staring up at him, I was meek unable to speak, “You don’t ever say shit like that and think you can just walk away,” he growled, the sound although usually associated with anger in this situation I knew it was different. I hadn’t been blind to the glances he passed my way since the exhibit and all throughout dinner such that whenever I reflect upon that time in the hallway where we were hidden away I couldn’t help but chastise myself for poking the beast and expecting not to get scathed. He bent his head down when he noticed my silence taking it as a sign to plunge head first into the pool of impurity when his head dipped between my shoulder and neck grazing the flesh with his teeth. Taking a whiff of my essence he groaned, “Your arousal is fucking killing me, love.” I reached up tracing the fabric of his shirt as the tingles intensified upset that this barrier separated me from touching his skin such that I wound up gripping it in response to the feel of his rough hands settling on my hips. At this point my breaths came out short, the air fumbling within my lungs the second his teeth nipped my earlobe whilst he pressed his body even more against mine. “Boss…?” a low voice muttered into the abyss reaching us to make the man himself stiffen and lift up his head taking his warmth with him whilst keeping me close. He scowled eyeing the poor victim, taking a peak over his shoulder expecting to find Leo or Daniel; I instead saw the face of another man whom I had never seen before look nervously between us. “What?!” he barked tightening his hold on me when I attempted to remove his hands feeling a bit conscious and unwilling to draw attention to our rather questionable position but unlike me, Zeus didn’t give a damn. “We have a situation,” he replied keeping his eyes focused on the ground. He scurried away once he was dismissed; he sighed in frustration blinking a few times to calm himself down and reached out to run a hand gently through his hair. It was strange seeing him do it when seconds ago I was close to running my hand through the loose strands but questions began flying inside at what the situation was. He looked back down at me, his tongue poking out to lick his lower lip stirring a side to me that was slowly gaining a voice and identity of its own. Looking away feeling flushed I felt his fingers on my throat denying the chance I needed to breathe, “I have to go,” he whispered rubbing gentle circles as his eyes bore into mine, tearing down my armor and dismantling the chains with a statement that left me feeling like jelly whilst a stream formed between my thighs making me forget what situation needed to be handled when he whispered, “Make no mistake my little gazelle, I will eat you…”

It's 4:50 in the morning. Mika was sitting on his bed and was staring into the cramped streets lighted by the intense storm above. It was filled with trash, organic wastes, dirty water flowed through the trash and dripping over head from ledges and wires. Rats sometimes scurried down it. The sound of the room next to him that was being raided was being drown out by lightning and the thundering of rain. The room he was staying in was small bare necessities were stacked and squeezed in a room barely Enough to fit 4 adults. Then he heard it. *Crack* A loud crack sounded as his door was bashed in by soldiers. "Hands up!" The Soldiers were dressed in all black military overalls and were armed with sub machine guns. Mika looked at them and raised his frail and skinny hands. They pushed him outside and searched his apartment. But in reality they usually steal or destroy items for money or entertainment under the guise of justice. He learned to avoid them by just staying quiet and not resisting so they just get bored and look for someone else. But this time was different the soldiers that entered were differently dressed and more equipped than usual. That weren't taking anything and by the time they were done searching the place he could hear the sound of helicopter blades spinning.

BAI YOUYUE HAS BEEN IN THE PALACE SERVING FOR 3 YEARS.HER MASTER THE COLD CROWN PRINCE MO FENG NOTICED HER BODY WAS RESISTANT TO SNAKE POISON AND TOOK HER ALONG FOR HIS JOURNEY INTO THE FOREST ALONG WITH SOME COMPANIONS. HOWEVER WHILE IN THE FOREST THEY COULD NOT EVEN FIND A CAT TO KILL FOR FOOD AND ALL HIGH LEVEL ANIMALS SCURRIED AWAY FROM THEIR SIGHT. ONLY WHEN BAI YOUYUE WAS SWALLOWED BY A FATHER DRAGON SNAKE DID THEY GET ATTACKED BY ANIMALS TWICE THEIR LEVEL.. WHAT WILL THEY DO AND WILL BAI YOUYUE SURVIVE ?WILL SHE ABLE TO TRUST HER MASTER AGAIN?

'Hey Albert, By the time you see this, I would probably be somewhere out in the world, living the best time of my life. I've got only 5 years to live, and I would make sure it would be the best 5 years of my life. Don't be surprised if I steal the limelight of the news channel once in a while. Peace out!' ~~~~~~~ What would you do if you've been diagnosed with stage three cancer? Go for treatment prescribed by the doctors, of course. But this is not the case for Keagan, a twenty year old man who has been diagnosed with cancer on his birthday. Instead of feeling despondency, Keagan has a bucket list on what he wants to do before he leaves the world. And so, to fulfill his wishes, he ran away from home. "You know what's the safe word?" "Duhh! We've been through this before!" "Tell me then" "Scurry."

Legends say this world has immortals! Chen Li: There might be, but there are more demons and ghosts and monsters! Once traversing into the vast unknown, hastily scurrying for meals amidst the busy throng, everyone says how great it is to cultivate immortality, yet who has seen skeletons exposed beside the road...?

The Outlands stand as twisting spires of stone and cracked earth under an emerald sky, warped by feral magic and scorched by searing sun. Emaciated creatures scurry through its gullies and across its plains, feeding off what meager tufts of grass they can find. At night the darkness comes to life, shadows churning from an ages old curse. Sin's Curse. A lone hunter stalks these plains. In his bones are memories of ages past. In his blood burns searing vengeance. His people cry out for revenge, for he is the last of their number. These are his lands, and he will claim his birthright.

Reyanna stepped into the grand courtyard of the castle, greeted by a vibrant crowd that filled the dirt floor. Pages scurried about, attending to the guests and weary newcomers who, exhausted from their long and difficult journey, anxiously awaited assistance. In the midst of the bustling chaos, Reyanna quietly navigated her way, yearning for a moment of tranquility in a secluded corner of the courtyard. Oblivious to her arrival, the pages carried on, failing to acknowledge her presence. Zorion, her lone guard, dismounted from his horse and started unloading their humble belongings.

A darkness had been unleashed along the trade routes of the Mediterranean Sea. The darkness which had become well acquainted with the borders of Sicily,lurked its sewers, and scurried its shoals. It was an unknown enemy. An enemy who stated it's case through the name it presented itself, "the black death". The black death overstayed it's welcome and announced it's presence to the townsfolk. The people of early Sicily undertook various treatments offered by scholars and doctors to combat the disease. The treatments included boil lancing, blood letting and blood transfusion. It is up to the protagonist to unravel the mysteries of Sicily and hopefully return to a garden where he may live as a child again, Eden.

A boy from a small village flees into a nearby forest. As he navigates the murky darkness of the night, he sees an owl pounce on a scurrying mouse, a toad snap at some nearby flies, and a large insect ensnared in the umbrella like web of a spider. As he bears witness to the glorious brutality of nature a gleam of ferocity and ambition flash through his eyes and he recalls the feeling of his father's corpse at his feet. The boy disappears into the cloak of darkness in front of him.

Seriously? How cliché; waking up as a villainess... in the novel I wrote during my teenage years, no less. — The only thing that she wants to do is to get back to her original world, but she's aware she already died. So, essentially, she's stuck here- in the world of her novel. Now she's Victoria Ophelia Caddell, the villainess of this whole story. If she scowls slightly, people around her scurry about and try to earn her favor, afraid to face her wrath. So with a slight change of expression, she could get anything she wanted. "This life is rather comfortable, actually. Except for the coup d'etat that'll happen."

Priya Ahuja 22 in university one day rushes to a job interview.She (unknowingly) bumps into the Jessica Jennings! A famous world renowned model and CEO of her very own modeling agency. Unbeknownst to Priya who accidentally gets coffee on the models blouse is met with a look of disgust as Jessica shoves her off expecting some sort of compensation for this terrible inconvenience. Priya who had already been having a horrible morning flips her off and scurries to the job interview she was running late for. Jessica, flabbergasted by the whole interaction scoffs as she heads to her office building preparing to interview people for a new job position as her assistant...

The story presents the life of an emotionally unstable man name Micheal. He was an orphan that ran away from the place that took him in due to his personal feelings for a girl that grew up with him. At the age of 17, he was able to carefully thread the underground scurrying for jobs until he was able to utilize his extreme talent in both Machinery and Alchemy born from an accident he experienced as a child. He was able to keep himself sustained until he slowly sinks into misery due to his lingering feelings for the woman he loved. Micheal then gained a bad reputation for indulging in pleasures and sinking into depravity but little does anyone know that a person was longing for a chance to help him get out of his predicament. One day a chance for the two fates to intertwine, the person that needs saving met the person that longed to be the savior has come but a perilous future awaited Micheal ever since. He met a legendary being that had a vague relationship with him. He has captured the attention of godly beings and became a key reason for the start of a war that will decide the fate of all mortals all without him knowing. Building a relationship that was riddled with holes and cracks while trying to maintain his own sanity. Trying to find a way to prove his worth while maintaining an ignorant pretense in front of his loved one. Keeping his peace of mind while realizing the darkness of reality. He will casually thread a small thin line identified as his own fate with a positive facade while hiding his deep and dark fears until he reaches the truth of his own existence.

She died. In the saddest way possible, betrayal by a loved one. She was given the opportunity to live again, live the life she wished she had originally. But there is one set back, will her demons stay quiet? ---------------------- Kim Nari, a genius of the twenty-first century, had died. She was stabbed with brute force, by her cousin, Joseph. She bled painfully, until glorious death loomed her eyes. She was aware of her family conspiring against her, she knew she would have an early death, yet she took it. More like, accepted it. She lost her reasoning for living a long time ago, when she had to dig up dirty streets, scurrying around for food, only to be spat on. Her only happy memories were carefully cultivated by the enemy, all that she loved was a lie, yet she knew it and continued taking her death as if it were nothing but a gentle stroll. She lost her mind and she lost her soul, what else did she have to lose? Her dignity? Long gone. Happiness? Which idiot created such a word. Love?...questionable. Now she jumps from world to world, living for only one thing……him. She used to cope with meaningless sex, making males writhe with ecstasy underneath her, she felt that this was what life was, nothing but endless cycle of misery. What did we live for anyway? Eat, sleep, shit, fuck. Animal. Disgusting animals is what we are, what she is, what she knows, all she will ever know. Yet she continued to live her lie, until the under-ripened age of twenty-six, her much awaited death finally came. -------------------- Starts of as a fluffy book, but the darker themes will be apparent as more chapters are made. No matter how many times I try uploading the cover, it doesn't stay. sad. Warning: Sexual content, death, gore. Viewer discretion is advised. Not for the faint of heart. if you wish to know the exact time for the updates, the times will be posted on my Instagram. https://www.instagram.com/me_like_cats/ Occasionally, I post pictures of yummy desserts made by me.

In the beginning, there was only chaos. The cosmic horrors, ancient and eternal, roamed the universe unchecked, their powers beyond measure and their intentions unknowable. They were creatures of darkness and terror, born of a time before time, and they cared nothing for the fragile beings that scurried beneath them. But as the ages passed, something changed. The cosmic horrors began to take an interest in the world of humanity, drawn by the potential for power and influence that lay in the minds of mortals. They saw in us something that they could use, something that could be molded and shaped to their will. And so they came, descending upon the earth like a plague of nightmares. Amongst the humans, they chose their proteges the chosen ones, who had been granted a portion of their terrible power. These proteges were the agents of their masters, the enforcers of their will, and they were feared and respected by all who knew of their existence. It was in this world, in the shadow of the one who shines of yellow light, William's story begins. A story of power, madness, and unspeakable horror. A story that will take us to the very edge of sanity and beyond. Side note: This story is set on an alternative universe similar to earth so some things that should have not existed in that time will exist and vice versa.

A shadow passes between two trees as you hear scurrying across the leaves. A wind blows through a curtain of swaying ivy. Flowers fall as a maiden kisses her lover's cheek, only to disappear in the light of dawn. Have we really listened to the trees when they rustle in the wind? Or hear the gossip of swallows as they rest in their nests? The woods are dark with secrets, we just haven't really listened to them yet. This is a collection of short stories inspired by both human nature and the nature of the Earth in which we live. There is a story behind every crushed bark, gnawed bone, raven's quill, giant's skull, and fallen wreath. If you like Fantastical Beasts, Grimm's Fairytales, or the Book of Khaidan, this may be for you. Lily is a sickly 6-year old child, knowing little of the outdoors. She has been sick for most of her short lifetime. One day when her parents have to leave for a very long business trip amidst the pandemic, her grandmother comes to stay, offering her stories to feed her imagination, and calm her anxiety. As they recount the stories, they encounter adventures of different measures and forms. However, the stories can only last for so long, before reality strikes....(what happens? We shall find out).

[WARNING: MATURED CONTENT INSIDE THIS NOVEL. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE, DON'T READ THIS ONE. ELSE, YOU'RE AT YOUR OWN RISK.] She was a simple girl with unimaginable dreams although she has always been looked down upon by the people around her. She emerged from a middle-class family, she lost her mother as a toddler which compelled her father to remarry. Some years after the marriage, Mr. Fazer died, he left the young little girl with her siblings and a stepmother... Annabel was forced to provide for the family since what her father left for them wasn't enough to take care of the family. She often finds herself in adversity that left her in a dilemma. ********* Months later, She met a dying lad on the roadside who was ambushed by his rivals and was left there to die. Annabel froze at the spot when she saw the dying lad covered in cold blood. After she regained herself, she scurried over to help the young man, people who saw the scenario helped her and they took him to the hospital. ********* a year later (scene 1) She was sad, hurt, and depressed. She was a mess and was in her most vulnerable state. "Young Lady, why are you sitting alone in the dark? Don't you know it's unsafe for you?" Derrick Markham said. "What difference would it make? Is it not better to die or be taken advantage of by a stranger than someone close to you?" Annabel said. "I don't know where you're driving at but it's not safe for you to be out here." "Where do you live, let me take you home.?" Derrick inquired "Why do you ask, did they send you here?" She asked. She gulped down the beer she was holding. Most of the beer spilled on her dress, only a few went in. "Well, I will have to sit here with you, if you're unwilling to go home right now." Derrick Markham said and sat close to her. "Hey! what are you doing? Go! get lost!" "I'm not leaving you here." He firmly said "And why is that?" She queried "Because there are many wolves out there waiting for the right opportunity to devour you." He said "And why do you care? you don't know me. What would you benefit from this gesture?" she inquired. "You don't need to know someone before helping them." He said. ********* (scene 2) She was comfortably lying down half-naked on a cozy bed covered with a quilt. The morning sun rays forced their way into the room through the curtain openings and woke her up. "OMG! what happened here?" "Where am I? whose house is this?" "And how did I spend the night here?" She kept asking herself these questions without getting any answers in return... Just then the door was pushed open by a man with a tray in his hands that contains different dishes... She has a conflicted look on her face...

world of Aranthor, a land of magic and danger where life has evolved in the depths of the planet's mantle. The surface of Aranthor is uninhabitable, with raging storms and volcanic activity constantly wracking the planet's surface. But in the depths of the mantle, strange and wondrous creatures have evolved to thrive in this harsh environment. The underground landscape of Aranthor is vast and varied, with towering stalagmites and stalactites, underground rivers and lakes, and vast caverns filled with glowing crystals and strange rock formations. The creatures that call this world home are equally varied, ranging from small, scurrying insects to massive, lumbering beasts that can crush stone with their bare hands. The magic of Aranthor is woven deeply into the fabric of the world, with ancient runes and mystical energy sources powering the devices and machines that the inhabitants of the underground use to survive. The people of Aranthor are hardy and resourceful, constantly battling the dangers of the deep to eke out a living in this treacherous world. As you read of the adventure of a transmigrated earthling with a system for an unknown reason in Aranthor, he faces constant danger from the many creatures that call this world home. Giant worms burrow through the earth, seeking prey to devour, while massive spiders weave webs the size of cities to ensnare their victims. Even the ground itself is treacherous, with shifting tectonic plates and boiling lava flows constantly threatening to swallow you whole.

After being reborn, she decided to change her fate, she created her own destiny.... Sitting on a chair with the fallen assasins around her, she sat like a little lollita with a lollipop in her mouth creating a different scene from the sorry beaten assassin's......Yunjiao said in a sweet voice and a smile "I'll ask this again, who sent you here?" Hearing footsteps that resembled that of her hubby Young master Si Xi. She turned "fuck" quickly scurrying and arranging herself pretending to look pitiful and cute she met eyes with him " hubbyyyy.......they bullied me" the assasins was dazed "haha look carefully, who bullied who?" With broken arms, legs and a mutilated head , Young master Si looked around, "sure enough this girl was having fun"... Hugging his little jiao jiao, he kissed and comforted her "baby I'll deal with this, whoever bullies you deserve a fate worse than death......""" Meet Young master SiXi....cold, ruthless, decisive and domineering in the business world, he is the mafia king of the most gruesome and fearless underworld.....when they hear of Lucifer all the mercenaries and assassin's feel chill in their blood....." Then meet Young heiress Yunjiao from the Yun family..., She was sent to the orphanage at the age of 3 but was kidnapped later on, betrayed and used by her stepmother, stepsister, best friend and her so called fianceee....... With her new life She decides to use her networks and connection from her Organization "Diva" which was single handedly led by her and accomplices (friends) to overthrow the former warlord and crown her Queen of mercenaries....., But when she's with her hubby....Young master Si, she becomes cute, weak and docile...... Read along and uncover the mysteries behind her rebirth and how it changed the world...

Alaric Donovan the school most popular prince, he was an elite whose face was hard to come by despite being in the same school. The school was separated into three sections. The Elite building, civil building and the peasant building. Alaric was handsome beyond words, his presence alone would make everyone tremble both in delight and in fear. What set him out amongst the rest was his insane power, despite being a vampire whose control could get out of hand, he was born with additional power which wasn't rare in his family tree but in his case it was hard to come by. A slip of his energy is enough to bring down an entire building. A voice so sweet so enchanting soothes him every night, which he's desperate to find and he has no other choice than to find it's source. He will tear down the school if necessary just to find her. It calms his madness and he will do anything just to have her next to him. But then shes no where even if she's everywhere. A massive cure to his madness but who the hell could bring Alaric almost to his knees, who's the lady whose voice was enough to calm him. Was she his cure or another form of madness? Excerpt..... "Alaric seriously" he heard someone call as she walk into the class. Alaric look up lazily from the chess he was playing with his friends. Annoyance flash on his face seeing who it was. Neera chest wobble up and down her nose flaring,she seems pissed off about something which he couldn't care more about "What's this about" he asked casually looking at the female whose looks were above ordinary, because she isn't Neera was from the sea clan her shiny brown hair straight on her shoulder, she was nothing short of a goddess so the students addresses her. "I heard you have been visiting the peasant dorm lately, who's she?" Neera asked. Alaric raise his brow slightly, he hates being questioned and what she was doing was questioning his audacity. "You should know how much I hate it when you mingle with other girls, it's your fault if she gets hurts" Neera said to him her teeth seething. "You wouldn't dare" Alaric said his eyes darkening, the atmosphere turning dark and it tasted sour Neera flinch seeing as he was no longer joking, he must have been offended by her words, she didn't mean it, it was just an empty threat which was getting out of hand to the extent of him leaking so much energy. The room which contained four of them seemed to shake. "Alaric?" Thaddeus Alaric's friend call consciously, he sat up looking up at the cracks on the ceiling that was now trailing down the walls "Alaric control" Calix also called standing up from his seat. His hand went to Alaric shoulder in an attempt to calm him, but he flinch upon contact. His face was morphing not fast but his friends knew because it wasn't the first time. As things was beginning to look bad, a voice so Seren and soothing which cause him to withdraw to the back of his mind. Everything faded away, it was just her only her the cure to his madness. It came again resounding in his mind. She sounded worn out but worried. "Alaric, what wrong?" Came the voice that pulled back every of the dark energy that was spiraling about back to the male who owned it. He close his eyes as if savouring the most sweetest thing. The next seconds his lid open and he found Neera on the floor looking scared and about to scurry off for her life.

Brian's POV It's been ten minutes past 12pm and neither Candy nor her friend is here yet. The students are ready to go but I delayed the cause of her. "If she's not coming, then I'll just cancel this trip" I said inwardly to myself. I was about losing hope when a cab drove into the school premises and Candy came down from it. I was immediately charmed by her beauty. She wore a simple makeup on her face but she looks like a model and the clothes on her body fit her so perfectly bringing out her curves and adorning her beauty. Our eyes met and I looked away. I walked into the luxury bus which would convey us to the Island. I sat at the back and I'm going to make sure she sits close to me. A girl tried to seat beside me but I gave her a dreadful glare and she scurried away muttering an apology. Soon Candy and Bella walked into the bus and I could tell that they both caught the attention of everyone. All seats were occupied and Bella rushed to seat in front and the only available seat was the one beside me. Candy knew she had no choice but she looked reluctant to seat beside me. I knew all she needed was a push so I said to her in an authoritative voice "Come seat here". She rolled her eyes and ignored me. Everyone heard when I said that to her and I didn't want to look like a weak guy so I pulled her and she immediately sat on the seat. She looked furious but I smirked at her and let go of her hand.

Dragons, ancient beings who once ruled everything. All were subservient to might of the dragons, and the dragons were subservient to the mighty dragon lord. Until one day, the Dragonlord was slayed, the immortal dragon felled by the blade of a human adventurer. Dragons, naturally hoarding and petty. immideatly entered a massive civil war. From which no lord arised. Now the world is ruled by races such as humans, elves or orks. All true dragons were killed with only lesser draconic beings were left. Small and feeble drakes, with soft skin and weak fire who hide atop mountains. Lava wyrms, unable to fly and scurrying on the ground eternally, mindlessly going towards warmth. Atleast they still are able to harness the small amounts of draconic power they still have. Wyvers, truly mindless beasts who simply gnaw at any living thing they come across. Duller then even the wyrms, they simply ravage until they die naturally or are slaughtered for the draconic magic in their blood. from which they have long since forgotten how to use. Until one is reincarnated as a true dragon, although juvenile he has an agility. To bestow draconic abilities and forms upon humans and other beings. All he needs is magic, the cores of lesser draconic beings and and followers. and maybe someday, he will become a true dragon lord. Making his army of dragons fall upon the silly mortal "rulers" who lord over walled cities and patches of meaningless land. _________________________ Chapters every 4-6 days or so. MC will not be turning into a human again or have a human form. Also no romance because he's a dragon

Eric looked at his phone. He and Natalie were sitting in the blue Toyota, across the street from the jewelry store. “What are they doing?” Natalie asked. “Maybe they have some extra activity going on upstairs." He looked at her and grinned." For a second I thought we lost them for tonight." They both fell silent again and watched the shop. “When?” She asked after a while. “Any minute now.” At eight, they put on latex gloves and pulled socks on their heads. Then each picked up a shotgun from the back seat, strode across the street, and barged into the store. “Don’t even think about pushing the alarm button,” Eric shouted, pointing his gun at the owner. ”In the corner, now! Over there.” McKinley and Rose scurried to a corner and sat on the floor. Natalie sprayed the cameras with black paint, leaving dark circles on the wall. His two-barrel shotgun pointed at the hostages, Eric glanced at two ends of the street and drew the curtains. Natalie went behind the showcases, leaned her gun against the wall, and emptied trays full of jewelry into a garbage bag. Rose was shaking, and tears poured down her eyes." We're gonna die. We're gonna die here tonight. I'm so young. It's too soon." McKinley grabbed her shoulders. "It's Okay. They’ll take what they want, and leave.” “Is it true Mr.? You leave when you get the jewels?” She asked Eric, her voice breaking. "Shut your mouth." He pointed the shotgun at her face. “He's gonna kill us. He's gonna kill us." Her gaze moved between the gun muzzle and his eyes. Eric sneered, enjoying her fear. A big diamond hung from a gold necklace. Natalie picked it up, and her eyes sparkled, admiring its delicate chain and smoothly cut stone. “How much is this worth, old man?” McKinley stared at her. " Grump!" She dropped the necklace in the bag. Rose's water tap was still running. " He's gonna kill us. He's gonna kill us." She whimpered.