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just as if controlled by an unknown force Adeline began to convulse vigorously as she reached her climax. As she steadied herself underneath Dileon, she took his hot pulsating shaft in her hand rubbing it upwards and downwards causing Dileon to moan with great pleasure. After several actions he exploded with a loud roar spraying his hot juices all over Adeline's bosom. The heat that had built up in him subsided immediately. Dileon lessened his weight on Adeline as he kissed and caressed her. Suddenly, the door burst open banging against the wall as the lights went on violently. Dileon immediately threw overcoat over Adeline covering covering hair down past her knees and her face showing only here ankle down the foot. King Nero matched in angrily followed by Queen Elizabeth and some other Court officials. A sharp voice was heard approaching from the back, it's sounded more like Princess Genevia. "See! there is the prince of Hillcrest define a woman and not just any woman, the first princess of Ghany. He had her drunk and decided to defile her right under our noses." Princess Genevia accused pointing. ”What is this prince?!!!" King Nero fumed seeing Dileon half naked. “What is this supposed to mean? who else would I be with if not my lady? "Dileon glared at the king with such animosity.“he lies to you father, I saw him drag Veronic here into this very room" Geneva continued to blurt. “quiet you! "King Nero command. King Nero pissed up a little and immediately stopped in a structure upon realizing adelines fair foot and weak ankle which she possessed. The Court officials gasped with surprise and humor as they realized the now shredded dress which Princess Adeline wore. “ That is Adeline my daughter! what have you made us do?" he felt ashamed of interrupting. Tilting up his head he wore an apologetic face with disappointment etched , "couldn't you two wait any longer?" He asked Dileon softly of course not expecting a respond. Dileon shrugged with a victorious smirk on his face.........................................

A group of five young heroes march towards the Demon Emperor's Castle, the Last boss they needed to defeat to attain the world's peace and restore happiness and joy to all corners of the land. Leading this group is a human man with red hair and eyes that would seem to blaze under the light of the sun, on his back a Giant sword that would glow due to the high amount of holy power it possesses. Accompanying him are his four fellow heroes, teammates, and friends - A male beast-man with black hair loosely tied back and black eyes wielding a spear, its shaft as dark as the night and its blade forged from a silver dragon's scales. A male dwarf with short orange hair and brown eyes holding a battle axe, a weapon won from a previous great battle. A female elf with long silver-blond hair reaching past her waist and blue eyes, slung across her shoulder was her tribes' ancient bow, with a history said to have been passed down from the gods. And lastly, a man with snow white skin and hair that perfectly framed golden eyes, he was no less beautiful than the elf; one of his hands holding a staff and the other a book. Even from afar one would not fail to see the radiance and Pure Yang Ki this man would omit. (A/N: Ki is like energy more commonly seen in stories and martial-art practices. Yang is that white part in the yin-yang symbol. Ex. Pure Yang Ki = extremely clean positive/holy/good energy inside one's body) Than man is me Aster Vulmuir, and in contrast to my appearance and occupation... I'm a demon. (A/N: this is all fiction made inside my mind so there are no real facts in this story since I have no knowledge of anything about martial arts, and whatnot and it's all made up in my head whether it may be true or false doesn't matter cause its fiction) //Image Disclaimer: I do not own the cover picture// (i am debating on rewriting it to make it more sensible)

In the wake of a cataclysmic event that reshaped the world, humanity was reborn amidst ruins and chaos. Among the remnants of civilization emerged a new era where the onset of puberty marked the awakening of extraordinary powers and abilities in individuals. In this post-apocalyptic landscape, where survival hung by a fragile thread, a teenager named Ryland Vorheus struggled to find his place. At the age of sixteen, Ryland toiled away in the depths of a desolate mine shaft, his life defined by the monotonous rhythm of labor. Yet, unlike his peers who had already discovered their unique abilities, Ryland remained in the shadows of uncertainty, his latent power eluding him. One fateful day, while venturing deeper into the labyrinthine tunnels of the mine, Ryland stumbled upon a colony of vampiric bats lurking within the darkness. In the harrowing encounter that ensued, he unwittingly triggered a dormant ability within himself—a power to summon and forge contracts with creatures dwelling in the shadows. Amidst the chaos, Ryland found himself standing at the precipice of a newfound destiny. With each creature he encountered and bound to his will, he unearthed the potential to shape his own fate and defy the odds stacked against him. As rumors of his newfound abilities spread, Ryland became a beacon of hope amidst the despair that gripped the post-apocalyptic world. Yet, with newfound power came unforeseen challenges and adversaries lurking in the shadows, eager to exploit his abilities for their own sinister purposes. Guided by an insatiable thirst for knowledge and a desire to unravel the mysteries of his own existence, Ryland embarked on a perilous journey across the ravaged landscape, forging alliances and confronting ancient evils that threatened to plunge the world into darkness once more. Along the way, he encountered a motley crew of companions—each with their own secrets and burdens to bear. Together, they navigated treacherous terrain and faced insurmountable odds, drawing strength from their shared resolve to defy fate and carve a path towards redemption. As Ryland delved deeper into the heart of darkness, he soon realized that the true measure of his strength lay not in the power he wielded, but in the bonds forged amidst adversity and the courage to confront the shadows that lurked within. In a world teetering on the brink of annihilation, Ryland's journey would become a testament to the indomitable spirit of humanity—a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching shadows, where alliances were forged, sacrifices made, and destinies rewritten in the sands of time.

Young Sophia de Leiden, crown princess to the empire of Leiden Shaft-field, known simply as "Leiden empire" or "Leiden" sets out with two of her cousins; Judith and Mathilda on the journey to university student life, acting as commoners while hiding their identity. What kind of adventures awaits them? What kind of mysteries and riddles awaits our little Sophia to solve?

Don't ................... I looked to my side to look at the gorgeous holding my hand one I'm very sure I saw three days ago when I was disguising at the mall that sapphire blue eye are hard to come across and you can hardly forget them I looked at her with disgust that she hold me no one dare hold me like this as she motion her head towards the spilled drink on the bar that when I realized that I would have ruined my precious suit if not for her I gazed into her eye for a long time before my mouth refuse to listen to my heart Luther: you really like hiding a lot at first behind a Vail now it behind a mask since it a ghost party she can't recognize me I'm on mask like wise she is also she looked at me for a very long time before holding my wrist and dragging along with her and this is the first it happened she opened a door like a changing room slammed the door after us and my back hit the door firmly Paige : as we don't know each other I don't know you and I'm pretty sure you might have seen me before but you will never be able to recognize me, we might as well get this over with" and with that statement she slam her lips on mine tiptoeing on her extremely high heels before she could reach my lips I opened my lips hungrily and devour her, her hand went straight to my slack and squeeze my already angry shaft that already started driping with pre cum I break the kiss and moan as she squeeze me hard I look into her sapphire blue eyes I take my hand to remove her mask but her other hand stopped me Paige: tonight party rules you can't remove the mask Ray: I want to see you bunny please Paige: only my dad call me that but no this is no strings attached I don't even want to know who you are it a night stand do you want it or not?......

: Aurora has been through unexplainable situations all her life. She fell into a deep pit, she was caught with the dead body of the coldest Alpha father. He wanted to kill her, he wanted to revenge immediately, but a voice whispered to his ears. "Quick death is a favor in disguise, torture her and make her beg for Death," Still, with the torture, she seemed impenetrable, the torture didn't affect her until Alpha Malik decided to use another form of torture "Strip," His cold voice came out, and reluctantly she started undressing. Alpha Malik raised his brows, looking at her nakedness, yet his face held no emotions, but the fear he has been longing to see in her eyes disclosed boldly. "I know the best torture for you now and I'm ready to inflict it on you, I will make sure my shaft tortures every part of your body, I will make sure you beg for death and bring it out what have been longing to hear from you," The deadly whispered let out, Aurora's legs trembled, going down to the ground, her body pressed against the wall, saving her from falling.

“Are you here to fight or not?!” Baltoh demanded with his halo between his wings, already gyrating to the point where it had turned into a sphere of light. “No, we are just here for the show,” one of them hollered as he cleaned his talons without a care in the world. “What show?” Selene asked. “I’m guessing you don’t know the date. I shouldn’t be surprised, being down here in the darkness. Do you know what happened exactly one month ago?” Everyone paled, realizing that the end time had come. The search for the Throne of Cinereo had drowned in the ocean of violence, and everyone had been too preoccupied with just staying alive to figure out a way to end the madness. “The fireworks should start in three… two… one.” Upon his countdown, the fence of Hellfire around New York flared upwards like a gas explosion, illuminating the city and shooting upwards as it began to shake wildly. Back on Earth, the dome of black smoke around where New York had been, the last barrier keeping the forces of Hell back, began to open up while the Hell flames surged up the shaft carved into the planet like a chimney fire. A hole opened up in the very top of the dome, and like a vacuum, the air and Hellfire was dragged out with an ear-splitting hiss, almost like a giant steam jet. A curtain of burning clouds began to expand outwards from above the state of New York, encompassing the globe with black lightning crackling and writhing like enraged snakes. Watching the sky, everyone on Earth simultaneously fell to their knees, tears streaming down their faces as they realized that the end had come. No one disappeared and teleported to Heaven, for this was not the Day of Judgment prophesized in the Book of Revelations. This was merely the end of the world, brought on by the forces of darkness. In every country across the globe, people began praying desperately to every deity they could think of to save their souls as the wall between Earth and Hell opened up. As the dome up on Earth opened up like a blossoming flower, the city of New York began to crumble away into oblivion as it entered the universe of Hell, being burned away like a meteor passing through Earth’s atmosphere. Out in the outskirts, buildings and city blocks were falling away into Hell with tidal waves of bloody fire surging upwards in their place. The city itself was being consumed by the inferno as the gateway was permanently carved out. Michael and all the other Archangels fell to their knees, cursing themselves and fate. “We failed, the forces of Hell have bested us and brought about the end of the world. We were supposed to protect the universe and all life on every planet, but we couldn’t even protect one city. This is the end for us all, there is no stopping it or reversing it,” he said with bitter tears streaming down his face. His whole body numb, Baltoh looked over to Selene, who was crying with her face in her hands. Molly was holding her tightly, and she too had tears running down her face. The sound of Selene’s tearful sobs pierced his heart like a rusty blade, hurting him more than any physical injury could. He had failed her. He had failed the world in getting rid of the forces of hell. How did this happen? How come he never saw this coming?

Whenever darkness threatens to overthrow and destroy the world of Kaelidia, the dragon riders and the mages are the first ones to show up. Light and dark, sword and shaft, they face the enemy head on. Its not a pretty business, but it has to be done for the safety of every living creature in Kaelidia. As a child approaches the age of 15, he or she, if special, is given a choice by the White Sages, which they may accept or refuse. You either accept your fate to fly up in the skies, or maybe, stick to the ground and reveal your bond with nature, or you may even end up with a boring desk job where you would have to work for the next fifty years. If, you are given a choice, that is. Twins, Faila Stone and Zander Stone, are given a choice, a day before they turned fifteen. They can either accept their fate of having a bond with a dragon and soar up the skies, or turn away from their destined life only to end up having a dull life at a cash register. Even a young child would know what choice to make, but the twins face a hurdle as their family is made up of all mages and not a single dragon rider.

A young man named Fuse Hyoka, when he came home from school was cut down by his own best friend who even did not know what was happening. With his disobedience, he is increasingly dragged into the world of Hackers who have lost their place in cyberspace. Even Fuse was accused of being the King of Hackers

(renewed novel) In a world divided by monstrous Dreadspawns, young Malte Anderson's life is shattered by a brutal attack on his family. With the strange power to copy others' abilities, he embarks on a journey to avenge his loved ones. Amid treacherous terrains and formidable foes, Malte must navigate a fractured land to make his wish come true. Will he rise above his tragic past or be consumed by despair?

In a world divided by monstrous Dreadspawns, young Malte Anderson's life is shattered by a brutal attack on his family. With the strange power to copy others' abilities, he embarks on a journey to avenge his loved ones. Amid treacherous terrains and formidable foes, Malte must navigate a fractured land to make his wish come true. Will he rise above his tragic past or be consumed by despair?

Michael is the heir to the Bailon dynasty, a dynasty so expansive and rich the controlled half of Karmos City. His birth changed the lines of succession causing discontent and enemies in the Bailon family. All the while memories from his past life as an Archangel start to come back causing serious "episodes" in their wake. He is caught in between a war of succession that threatens his life, while also re-discovering his light powers that have now somehow changed. Celestial beasts arise out of nowhere creatures that shouldn't exist, yet they do and while dangerous, he discovers that they are his ticket to restoring his powers even acquiring the mystic gifts these monsters possess. Something horrible glimmers at the edge of his consciousness an event so catastrophic he left heaven in order to avoid it or prepare for it? A mission he embarked to bring Lucifer back however that has now changed his new mission wasn't to bring back his brethren rather he needed to kill Lucifer, and let the apocalypse happen. Excerpt: Prologue “A feathered wooden arrow shaft sticks out of my chest, black silky soft things why do they put them there anyway? Not that it matters. Dark red blood pools where the golden tipped arrow struck the chest pulverizing a rib tearing soft lung tissue underneath, breathing is difficult, extremely painful even. Lying on the ground a surface too soft and plain to be natural, blood continues to farther pool at my back, the celestial arrow must have gone through completely.” You will die Michael if you go on this journey You will die The warm fluid spreads under him almost a comforting presence except for the excruciating pain that comes with the open wound. “Humans! I thought they would love me” A labored chuckle ‘Yet here I am dying as a result of my arrogance, in retro-respect them killing each other ceaselessly should have been sign enough but no I had to heal them!’ strangely he wasn’t angry Elderine’s words reverberated endlessly in his mind. You will die You will die The sky shines twilight in the cloudy afternoon it would rain soon ‘Maybe it will wash away the blood, how optimistic of me.’ Blood continues to pour out ‘Michael the Arch-angel foiled by his kin and humans! Would make for a great poem I want to hear it.’ ‘How would it start…hmm…’ He groaned, life continued to flow out of him endlessly with every drop of his immortal blood. You will die A tear dropped from a corner of his eye down the side of his face, ‘Were angels capable of that? I guess so’ Another tear came out then more flowed out in pain, surprisingly he wasn’t crying because he was sad for himself, he had known his fate from the day he left heaven, but for those he couldn’t save, they had to suffer and die due to his recklessness he wouldn’t forgive himself or those who caused it “Elina…...Eva” he tried to shout raspy sounds came from his lips. You will die, You will return stronger than before. Soon he could not breathe any more, the Light became darkness. PS: just thought i should add this part this story does not in any way contravene or involve any type of religion, references to a religion if any are purely for fictional purposes, I do not intend to disrespect anyone.

Not all conquerors are born with power; some are born with huge dicks. But what if a man has both... Cyrus Atticus Sinclair Once, he was a nobody, unable to even lay a finger on a woman, except for a prostitute, cursed with the worst luck imaginable. But fate wasn't finished with him yet. As the saying goes, every dog has his day; destiny played its part. And... One day, he's reborn into a PC game world, where everything changes, including his pitiful existence. Now, as the wizard of death and the guildmaster of the Tower of Raven, he sets out to steal every woman within the hero's reach, while dominating the entire world. He is determined to dominate every pussy he encounters, whether bare or bushy, virgin or used. He will force his cock in, leaving his mark of triumph all over the world. "Why is my mom kissing that jerk... has my dad been cucked?" asked the hero Curtis Lightbringer. Little did he know, his own princess, his promised bride, is eagerly sucking the cock of his archenemy, her delicate mouth embracing his shaft, gobbling it like a whore in heat. Worst of all, there isn't even an ounce of guilt in her eyes. Thus, the legendary tale of cuckoldry begins. ××× WARNING : This novel gonna make you wait a bit before it gets juicy. If you're not into the slow buildup, find something else to satisfy your cravings. ××× ADDITIONAL TAGS NTL✓✓✓ PROTAGONIST HUNTING✓✓✓ DARK✓✓✓ ×××

Ava is a beautiful young girl who has faced more than a fair share of hardships, she was terrorized and ill-treated by her father who accused her of the demise of her mother, she works day and night to pay off her father's debt, but she was jinxed as she was being sold by her own father to a sex-slave master to pay off his gambling debt. She was ruled by her harsh master. “Slave, you should know your place and who you belong to. Slaves are meant to satisfy their masters. You are my property, my chattel, your life is owned by me. You are my slave, you have to be submitted towards your master. Mine to Beatrice. Mine to take advantage of. Mine to possess. Mine to command. Mine to fuck or mistreat anytime I desire. Mine to rule and control. I am your master, your supremacy, I will mount and dominate you. Do you understand?" You are impelled for me, your torso is only meant for me, your cunt is meant for my plaything, your torso is meant for my shaft. My rod Is meant to fucked you, day and night any time and whenever I want to, and you have no say in it, just make your master happy?

He's dead to the world without a voice to defend himself. Nero born to be used with a collar around his neck and a pickaxe in hand spends his life mining. Without even the dream of revenge he throws his pickaxe at his slave master and falls down a mine shaft. LIT RPG Strange Monsters and lemons Later. MA Just in case.

Nicolas unbuttons his trousers zipping it down,he breaks the kiss as he takes her hand again,he slips her hand in as molly shivers,she tried to speak but nothing came out,"N-icky"Molly manages to speak. He uses her hand to grip it from the clothing as she gasp,"You haven't touched a male genital before"Nicolas says as molly nods,he gently removes his hands form hers as she was holding it herself,he lifts up her chin she stares at him. Nicolas slowly pulls down his boxers placing her hand on his bare dick,Molly immediately got goosebumps at the contact, she gripped it earning a low groan from Nicolas. she moves her hand up to the tip feeling it's smoothness then back down his length to his balls,she feels the two rounds testes as she closes her eyes moving up and down his length. Nicolas closes his eyes enjoying the friction she made with her hand and his dick,it was pure bliss. "lick it"Nicolas says as molly pauses to look at him,"what?"molly askes,"lick it"Nicolas repeats,"i shou-ld li-ck it?"molly says as Nicolas nods,"You would like it,trust me,you haven't done it before so try it"Nicolas says with a smile. Molly looks down at his rod as she gulps leaning down towards it arching her back making Nicolas Adam apple Bob up and down,He lips makes contact with it as she brushed her lip with the tip as Nicolas closes his eye,"fuck this is torture"Nicolas says. Molly slowly parts open her lips letting his shaft enter and feel the warmth of her mouth, Nicolas let out a sigh,"please start"Nicolas says, Molly redrew her mouth as Nicolas widen his eyes "wh-", before he could continue molly licks his tip shutting down his brain. Molly uses her tounge to lick round his tip then his side's making Nicolas let out a shameful moan his been withholding, Nicolas opens his eyes seeing her Arched body as he lifts up her dress a bit gazing at her ass. "She always had it all"Nicolas says nodding in agreement with himself,He places his hand on it while looking at Molly,but she didn't seem to mind,he focuses on his work, as he squeezes her ass robbing it. He slips his hand in her pantie caressing her ass cheeks,he moves his hand in-between to the slit as he moves straight down as Molly moans loudly, "Mnmmm"molly says redrewing to his tip to adorn it with kisses. Nicolas moves his hand up as he inserts in her hole making arch even more,"Fuck"Nicolas curses,he moves his ha through the slit parting it to insert two fingers as he slowly thrust making molly moan the more as she licks his rod side's. Nicolas closes his eyes enjoying the feeling as he picks up the pace,molly redrew her mouth letting out a moan,"ahhh..hmmm.nhhhah....nickyyy"Molly moans,she moves up his rod faster as soon Nicolas explodes.

wash your dirty hands, slowly start from the top then down to the bottom, hold its shaft firmly satisfy your hunger the first bite is yours, you can always share later

And then, as if they were simply disposing a piece of unsignificant garbage, they picked me up and hurled me off the edge of the maintenance shaft. I screamed as I plummeted through the air, my body tumbling over the end of the railing. The world spun around me, a blur of metal and darkness, until I landed with a sickening thud at the bottom of a pile of trash. As I lay there with broken bones and blood seeping out of my body, creating a pool of bloods beneath me, both my body and spirit were completely shattered. I tried to move my body but nothing is functioning, my body is broken. I tried gasping for air all my attempt was in vain, darkness slowly creeped inside me, filling me with intense rage. In that moment, I felt enough is enough, I've had enough. I surrendered finally to the voice inside my head. "Let me in! Make them all pay, boy," it hissed. Finally, I thought, Fuck this life! Fuck everything! Fuck this bunker! Enough is enough. With every ounce of willpower drained, unable to move. Blood continued to seep from my wounds as I coughed, trying desperately to breathe. Soon, I realized I was about to die alone in a fucking trash pit, and it made me understand how pathetic my life had been until now. Then the voice whispered to me again, like a sweet lullaby, promising me power that would make them all kneel before me. In that moment, I made a choice to fully embrace the darkness whispering to me. Now, as I awaited what would come next, a chilling sense of anticipation gripped me. I knew this decision would forever change everything. In that moment, black smoke began to appear, swirling around me like a dark shroud. My body contorted and twitched uncontrollably, making me scream in agony as my broken bones clicked back into place, healing rapidly. Muscles formed, making me stronger and more powerful than ever before. Then in that moment, something in my head switched completely. I realized I was born different than them and something inside me all this time, it refused to settle for average. Finally, I understood everything clearly, and I was eternally grateful for it. It was as if; my third eye had opened, allowing my brain to realize the real truths that had eluded me until now. I am indeed born a man, a warrior, a destroyer, a mighty force of pure violence. All I desire now is the sheer glory of victory. Mercy for those who wronged me is a sign of weakness. I will no longer yield to those lacking conviction. I am coming for this world and all it has to offer. Nothing will longer stand in my way. I care for nothing more! Than to see my name carved in history and the world bow before my greatness. I'm coming for it all!

"Leo....ahh ahh" The girl moaned as the man named Leo repeatedly slammed his shaft inside her. The man grunted and planted another round of love bites on the woman sprawled all over the bed. The woman responded by moaning more and more. "Liz...I love you" The man called out to the woman called Liz and slammed hard to the girl pouring out his pent up pleasure. --- Leo Monetenegro, a famous figure in the business world building his empire from a young age of 24, he is known to be the 'Terrifying King'. As he is not only terrifyingly good at dealing with his chess pieces, but he's also famous for one thing.... He is absolutely feelingless in discarding his mistresses, he would do so like tossing trash into the trash can when he is finishes with them. Although he may be indifferent to others, he is absolutely gentle and warm towards his only son. His son from an unknown woman. Rumours says that the mother of his son is the only girl that he had ever loved...No, it would actually be the only woman he will ever love. That's what Liza Chen said. The mother of his son will be the only girl he would ever love. That was what he swore. The woman behindst the warm blanket stirred from her deep slumber. "Hm...Leo, good morning" She greeted the man that looked at her with the same indifference. Despite that, the foolish woman smiled back at him swallowing down the bitterness she still feel despite being with him for so long. 'Really, as the saying goes - No woman should ever listen to a man's words....in bed.'

Fate has a funny way of road-mapping your life. Sometimes you get lucky and become some celebrity, solve world-threatening issues or some crud of that nature. Other times you get shafted and your world collides with a life you never knew existed. Me? I got blessed with a fate worse than death.

[R-16 Warning, contains steamy scenes in story] "Arrest her!” A confused face was plastered on young Alrossia as the palace guards rush to seize her. She was tackled onto the dirty grass and the people around her looked at her horrifyingly. The peasant woman was not able to react quickly as the Captain of the Palace Guards reaches for her lowly purse and rips them into shreds with his sharp lance. A few dozens of jewels fall to the ground and the people watched in awe as the Captain stepped on the rubies, but picked a tiny piece of topaz. Alrossia struggled, and before she knew it, the spear's shaft was already near her throat. "It's her, the Jewel Trader. Bring her to the courtroom." Alrossia reached for the purse, but before her scarred fingers could reach the strap, she was knocked into the ground and her vision started to fade. The next thing Alrossia knew was the cold water splashing her face and the fourteen spears around her exhausted body. She raised her head up, weakly only to see the male that she had never thought to meet again. “Long time no see, Alrossia. I heard you were rather skittish and left the fort in an attempt to escape." Her legs trembled and balls of sweat formed on her forehead as she terrifyingly gazes at the aristocrat on the golden throne, adorned with hundreds of jewels and a glass of wine on his gloved hands. The male's sunset hues focused on her's and she had never experienced such fear as he raised his fingers up, commanding the guards to leave. Alrossia was frozen in fear and looked away. She did not dare stare at the man before her eyes. When the doors started to close, the male stood up. Her body stiffened when she felt his fingers lift her chin. Fear was evident in her body. "My Lord," she cried. "I have lost count of how much times I have told you this, peasant." Tears streamed from her eyes as his piercing, cold eyes slices her very pride. "You are sold to me."

Revelation 9 New International Version 9 The fifth angel sounded his trumpet, and I saw a star that had fallen from the sky to the earth.(A) The star was given the key(B) to the shaft of the Abyss.(C) 2 When he opened the Abyss, smoke rose from it like the smoke from a gigantic furnace.(D) The sun and sky were darkened(E) by the smoke from the Abyss.(F)

Synopsis “Ma vie?” I called her, my voice full of worry. She’s looking straight at me as if there is something she wants to tell me. She walked towards me without a sound, barefooted on the cold floor. She’s wearing her white lingerie that shows her curves in all the right places. Her hair was messy yet it made her look more alluring. “Something wrong?” It’s 10pm in the evening. We are in our bedroom at the beach house in Batangas. Except for my study table, chair and bed. The whole room is bare. I could not risk it. She has been unstable this past few weeks.Throwing and breaking things. Shouting full of rage. And hurting herself. I had no choice but to isolate ourselves here for her own safety. She took my left hand when she reached my table and I held it. She still did not make a sound but she led me back to the bed. I followed her silently. Nang nasa paanan na kami ng Kama, she stopped and stood still. Turn around and looked up at me, bago umupo. She held onto the waistband of my pants while still looking up at me. “Ma vie, no.” I said when she tried to unzip it. I know what she was trying to do. “Please.” With a low voice she begged. I did not want her to do this. I did not want her to act or do things like a cheap whore. But as I stare at her blue eyes, I can see her spirit broken. I have no doubt in my mind that if I deny her this, I will forever lose her. She looked at me as if searching for approval and assurance. I cupped her beautiful face in my hand, she closed her eyes for a moment then looked at me again. I bent over and planted her a kiss on her lips which she readily answered. “Do as you need, ma vie.” I told her in between our kisses. And as if that’s the only thing she was waiting to hear, she unzipped my pants. “Fuck,” I could not help myself but curse when I she took me in her hand. It made me hard in an instant and I could not help but stand straight. She released my manhood from the constraints of my pants. And slowly move her soft fingers on my length up and down. I could only look at her with a ragged breath. Not wanting to anticipate what she’s going to do or I am going to lose it. She planted soft kisses on the tip of my shaft. “Merde”. The only thing I uttered when she put me in her mouth.

Marcus Fletcher was just your everyday kid, growing up with his loving mother and father, learning his father's trade on how to craft arrow shafts in the day and spending time with his family in their small home at night. They didn't have much but each other was enough. But one day that all changed, when 'they' descended from the skies, immortal beings who started to conquer their world. ----- Conquest is the latest game made for the revolutionary ARC system, containing the latest virtual reality technology, a miracle in human engineering. The world of Conquest is run by one of the most advanced AI's ever built, Eve, able to monitor every situation in the game at any one time and improve and evolve the world on her own without any limitation other than to offer players enjoyment. However on the opening date of Conquests release, May 1st 2059, a small glitch went unnoticed by Eve and the developers, a technical impossibility occured. Marcus Fletcher, a small NPC, son of an arrow maker, gained free will.

Her family murdered. She was hunted. She decided to be the hunter and take revenge over her family's death. "Wow! What a view babe!" l commended. "You know l wouldn't do anything less." He replied sheepishly. If he really knows what awaits him, he wouldn't be so happy. I've never seen a man so in love with a younger version of his wife, until l met Mr. Donaldson. Killing his wife for me still is a shocking sight for me. "Woah!! Fiii....nnnally." He exaggerated. "Finally what?" l asked━advancing seductively towards him. I brushed my lips over his left shoulder. His body went cold. I wrapped my hands over his waste and whispered swiftly into his ear as my lip does wonders to it. " Finally your mine Mrs Donaldson "Finally alone yeah?" l said. My hands are now finding it way down his abdomen. I could hear air escaping from his mouth. His dick was growing hard on my hands as l went below━with my hands caress his phallus were really growing hard on me. His shaft was bulging over his pant. He was moaning silly. I smugged within. Just a little more and l can have my way. Slowly l brought out his phallus which was by thid time as hard as it could be with veins charged for action. "Mmmmm....... Right there!" He uttered between moan. "You like it so? Hmmmm...... I'll give it to you!" l assured him. "Wooooo................. That's my girl! Suck the shit out of me baby! Oh yes! There you go.... Hmmmm.... Yeah...." He kept moaning. I stretched out my hands over his body and led him over to the bed. He lay there helplessly pleasure filled. I kept sucking him for over an hour before he released. "Your good baby! So fucking good!" He said. I crawled up to him irrepressibly. He was still lying down eyes tightly closed, waiting for me. I brought out my little barbie as l call her. Shining like ever! And stabbed his well built body any girl will drool over with sexual arousal. I kept stabbing with the blood splashing all over. "Whaaaat......" He tried asking but his life was gone before he could ask his question. "Hahaha......." l giggled satisfactorily. "Bastard!! Good bye baby!!" Been satisfied with several stabbing. I rolled over the bed with his blood dripping down my body. His intestine roughly scattered over the bed. I smiled and went into the shower. "Congratulation Sapphire!! Your now a widow. One down more to go. Haha....." l celebrated.

After Sapphires family were murdered. Being hunted severally she decided to become the hunter. "Wow! What a view babe!" l commended. "You know l wouldn't do anything less." He replied sheepishly. If he really knows what awaits him, he wouldn't be so happy. I've never seen a man so in love with a younger version of his wife, until l met Mr. Donaldson. Killing his wife for me still is a shocking sight for me. "Woah!! Fiii....nnnally." He exaggerated. "Finally what?" l asked━advancing seductively towards him. I brushed my lips over his left shoulder. His body went cold. I wrapped my hands over his waste and whispered swiftly into his ear as my lip does wonders to it. "Finally alone yeah?" l said. My hands are now finding it way down his abdomen. I could hear air escaping from his mouth. His dick was growing hard on my hands as l went below━with my hands caress his phallus were really growing hard on me. His shaft was bulging over his pant. "That included." He bemoan. "Your finally mi.....ne! Mrs. Donaldson." He murmured out. He was moaning silly. I smugged within. Just a little more and l can have my way. Slowly l brought out his phallus which was by thid time as hard as it could be with veins charged for action. "Mmmmm....... Right there!" He uttered between moan. "You like it so? Hmmmm...... I'll give it to you!" l assured him. "Wooooo................. That's my girl! Suck the shit out of me baby! Oh yes! There you go.... Hmmmm.... Yeah...." He kept moaning. I stretched out my hands over his body and led him over to the bed. He lay there helplessly pleasure filled. I kept sucking him for over an hour before he released. "Your good baby! So fucking good!" He said. I crawled up to him irrepressibly. He was still lying down eyes tightly closed, waiting for me. I brought out my little barbie as l call her. Shining like ever! And stabbed his well built body any girl will drool over with sexual arousal. I kept stabbing with the blood splashing all over. "Whaaaat......" He tried asking but his life was gone before he could ask his question. "Hahaha......." l giggled satisfactorily. "Bastard!! Good bye baby!!" Been satisfied with several stabbing. I rolled over the bed with his blood dripping down my body. His intestine roughly scattered over the bed. I smiled and went into the shower. "Congratulation Sapphire!! Your now a widow. One done more to go. Haha....." l celebrated.

The summer petals curled brown to mother earth, soon be hidden beneath a garland of scarlet's and golds. As the autumn came, amethyst blooms fade under shafts of faltering light, hindered by soft-spun cloud. The lingering sun kisses outstretched wings. Once in a autumn while the leaves scattered down on earth , dyed in crimson blood . Longwei sect was slaughtered by an anonymous Cultivator. Yin Yinglong , who observed Yin & Yang in realism. Views pugilists world as a place, where people seek only to know the facts are more likely to achieve good than those who view the world through the distorting medium of their own desires. Both good & evil exists in forms . World never shows exception towards kindness in exchange. People here conceal their inner immorality under white veil . The pugilist world is a play board of Wuqing created by mere human nature. Where Conflicts between good & evil are portrayed literally. To him being a part of mere play is unworthy. Play of White & black can only be watched from aside.Yin Yinglong appears to be a gentleman in disguise, but underneath he is cruel & pursues his benefit. Alike a cold observer , who can watch people suffer & die. “After all, what’s a life, anyway? For mortals ,they're born, they live a little while, they die. For cultivators, nothing is difference. They stand on Life & death after all. Strategy of life is like mere chess game. Playing idle & being a observer is more pleasurable ” -----Yin Yinglong Xue Qinyang, wandering divine doctor. Who wishes to serve humanity . To him World is different towards people narrated according their view. Difference is how other's see the world as. Kindness should become the natural way of life, not the exception. “Heaven and earth are constant and there is one yin and one yang. Yang is heaven's virtue and Yin is heaven's use of punishments.In relationship, emotions of light and dark are worth a thousand truths”—Xue Qinyang While wandering in Jianghu aimlessly by mistake individuals of mismatched conception encounters. The pugilist world was within conflict with supremacy in martial arts. On the other hand Emperor Li Qiang , wishes to dissolve heirs of royal family . Blood was shaded over the ancient scriptures , arise of massacre. A mistaken encounter,conflict,betrayal,grievance , which portrays the perfect play of Wuqing's light & dark strategy. '' Why don't leave the conflicted world behind,surrounded by nature & spending days in moonlit night for playing music & composing poems intoxicated in wine . Alike guqin's sorrow & joy of Drunken Melody.''