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Part Of Your World

Once upon a time, I had thought that the worst thing to ever happen to me was being abducted by aliens. It turns out that wasn’t the case at all. The worst thing to have ever happened was to be betrayed by the one thing you needed to survive. After the Alliance fell, my AI powered ship released me from the lab I had been in for the past few months. Not wanting to look like the monster I knew him to be, Lucifer sold me to a pleasure station, hoping that I would die a quick and painful death. He should have had a conversation with my parents before he did that. At least then, he could have been assured that I was nothing if not a constant source of disappointment. Instead of dying, I lived in that hell for almost a year before a military operation took out the pleasure station and all of us poor females with it. Thinking that this was my chance at freedom and a life of my own, I was sorely disappointed to find myself back in yet another cage. Swimming in a pool in the center of my new cage, staring up at the gold bars surrounding me, I waited. For freedom or death, I really didn’t know, but I waited. All I had ever wanted was to be part of a world, to find that one place in all the universe that belonged to me. But unlike my mermaid namesake, I had no witch to grant me my wish, no Prince Charming to save me. That was… until they showed up and killed my owner. They told me that they could take me anywhere in the known universe. I just had to ask. The problem was I had no idea where to go. I had no home and no way back to Earth. But that didn’t stop them from showing me the universe. And then, one day, I found it. The one place I could call home. It was their world... and all I wanted to be was part of it. However, before I could call it mine, I had to fight for it. Jokes on them. I’d been fighting my whole life, and now, I finally found something worth fighting for. You can run. You can hide. But if you fuck with me and mine… You best be prepared to die. My name is Ariel. Let me show you my new world. --- This is a dark novel with a dark beginning, please pay attention to the trigger warnings! Trigger Warnings: Sexual Assault (Past and Present) Physical Assault Child Bride Abusive parents Thoughts of suicide Cults (high religious content) ----- Reverse Harem, no MM Part of the Star's Ships Universe (With cross over to some of the other novels) ----- Other Novels: Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Dancing with Monsters (Ongoing) As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing) Discord ID: devilbesideyou666 Discord Chanel: https://discord.gg/rFfuaqFQFN
Devilbesideyou666 · 204.7K Views

Snow n' Starlight

First born princess of Goryeo is promised to Silla in marriage. What has begun as a promise between families becomes a pact sealed in blood when her betrothed is mysteriously killed. Now what binds Seol, the lady Ha In of Goryeo to Silla is a blood debt – to turn away from it would be to topple the country into irreparable chaos. Yet, her heart lies with another. Raised from obscurity of illegitimacy, fate of concubine - born last son of northern Kang clan rests on the emperor’s grace. However, being tasked with the guardianship of the imperial princess is the last of his worries. In the whirlwind of emotions that she brings along, it is not just his title that is at stake, but his heart and a secret that he had brought from a grave of a different time. Theirs is a fate from an age gone by, but a love impossible to attain. Theirs is a story written upon dying stars. *** From inside: The snow caressed him in a way she yearned to; fluttering against his lashes, tangled up in his hair. She has always felt home in north, in the valleys that filled themselves with her namesake and with this man beside he, arrows slung over his shoulder and laughter in his eyes. Silla and her betrothed would never take that place. Seol opens her mouth; it is now or never. “Don’t say it,” he cuts her off, a hand stretched out for a lonely snowflake to perch upon. It turns translucent against his roughed palm. “My hand isn’t made for snowflakes,” he sounds joyous, as he always does – when she is weeping within. His eyes remain resolutely elsewhere. “I’ve been summoned to the garrison,” he continues in that same flat tone. “My last duty here will be to deliver your highness to your betrothed.” She is unaware of the tear that has escaped, until an ice cold thumb brushes it off. “Don’t cry,” he says then and she sees the laughing spark in his eyes for what it truly is; longing. “It breaks my heart.” ***
Sakura_Charmash · 239.3K Views

The Unseen Dream

"What do you see?" "I see a dream..." "What kind of dream do you envision?" "A dream of blood, carnage, betrayal and sacrifice." "Why?" "Why? Because i once dreamed of the light, of peace and friendship, love and compassion." "You're a fool for dreaming of such things." "Perhaps, but i know they exist. So long as you can see the path through the chaos." "Can you? As far as i remember all you see is pitch black emptiness." “Hmm...I wonder what does black looks like? With how much you talk about it i've grown curious. All I ‘see’ is dark and light. When the sun is out or when there is a light source I can usually tell, but aside from that you're correct, all there is surrounding me is darkness.” "It sounds lonely." "You get used to it...besides, don't I have you?" "Hahahaha! Indeed lass, indeed." Amongst the laughter of her companion, Serenity stood up before climbed down from the mountain of corpses which she previously rested upon. Carving a path through the chaos and disorder of the world, while keeping true to her namesake and leaving the places she traversed in a serene silence. Can the land which is constantly buffeted by war and famine, become a place of peace and prosperity? ...Maybe in a dream... ***************************************************** --//\\--//\\--//\\--//\\--//\\--//\\--//\\--//\\--//\\-- ***************************************************** Tags: [Fantasy], [Video Game], [Female Protagonist], [Weak to Strong], [Slice of Life], [Action], [Adventure], *[Possible Romance]* ***I have many diffrent paths planned out in which the story could go down. If you have inputs, or desire a world based setting comment on Aux chapter titled: Author's Space.*** Updates might be slow depending on work schedual and my desire to write. I'm an avid reader who has always enjoyed reading stories and delving into my imagination while having a hard time putting my thoughts into texts so there might be a point where I lag and take breaks so I hope you'll forgive me. I hope you enjoy the story though. Thank you for spending some of the time in your day to visit my world!
Blind_Sentinel · 37.5K Views

All the good ones are taken

Salame isn't what one would call a conventional beauty. In fact, she doesn't believe she fits into any definition of beauty. With her short stature, dark complexion, and melancholic disposition, she certainly doesn't stand out. To make matters worse, her parents bestowed upon her the name Salame Dan Allah fa, what were they thinking. Duk sunan duniyan nan fa,they could have just called her salma, easy peasy everyone happy, but no. she must be called Salame like her namesake her grandmother kaka salame, yuck! The only good thing she got from kaka salame aside from the fact that she give birth to her loving mother. Was her long hair, every thing else was just yucky. Despite her perceived shortcomings, Salame never allows them to hinder her ambitions. In fact, she sets her standards higher than the towering heights of Mount Everest. Dan kana da kudi da kyau doesn't mean you are enough for Salame. She has a specific set of criteria in mind: he must be wealthy, have a light complexion, an athletic physique, possess a romantic and humorous nature, and the list goes on. Salame is dead serious about finding a partner who checks all the boxes, Relidiculous boxes. ____________________________________________ Salame, Salma, or Salami, call her what you will, is an incredibly challenging woman to encounter. With her melancholic disposition, sassy attitude, and utter disregard for authority, she proves to be quite the handful. Salame stands as a symbol of defiance, a woman who refuses to settle for anything less than extraordinary. However, beneath her exterior, Salame conceals the uncertainty and desires that reside within every human soul. Like anyone else, she yearns to be seen, accepted, and loved for who she truly is. Will her search for the perfect guy be a mere dream, destined to remain unfulfilled like the aspirations of many others? Or lead her to the perfect guy, or will she learns to redefine her definition of perfection, one thing remains certain: her pursuit of love will be a transformative odyssey, where she discovers not only the intricacies of her own heart but also the profound nature of human connection. After all, it isn't possible to find that kind of person in three weeks, which is exactly the amount of time she has been given.
Binayyehbooks · 3.9K Views

Golden Hearkening

Purpose: The focus of this book is the development of August, the protagonist(s), and the development of his philosophies. Power is important, but being powerful isn't the primary focus of this book. --- Synopsis: August was born on Earth, a genius born into a wealthy family who wanted for nothing. Depression was a constant, however, which eventually led to his suicide. Feeling that nobody cared, he relinquished his luxury in a spoiled fit. During his travel into this world, August had split into two copies. Damon, named after what August had mistakenly called him at first, a demon, had been trapped in a great sword, while August inhabited a corpse. August only harbored the ordinary trivial sadness, confusion, and discomfort, but Damon was losing his mind. Minds are meant to have an affiliated physiology; without one, it destroys itself. Damon had to find a magical solution and find a new vessel before he became a slave to his insanity. He had made a bet: he would find a vessel before time left his side. If he won, he would win his life and his mind back; if he lost, August would kill him, as Damon made him swear to. --- Excerpts: Damon broke August's stupor, saying, "As soon as I arrived and figured some things out, I noticed that something was off. It took me a long while to find out what it was, but I think I now know what it is." "I can't feel anything anymore. I don't have anything in the way of emotions. I'm aware of the concept and I'm aware of the fact that I should feel them, but I don't. And now, I don't know what to do. I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want." "Take me. Do something to me. Please. Or kill me at least. Destroy me, if you'll do nothing else." - A black great sword with ruby inlays sprouted from the chest of a burning Elvish corpse. The flames licked the blood, puss, and flesh on its blade before eventually devouring them, too, and being reflected in its ruby inlays that ran from its hilt to where the sword disappeared, the elf's chest. Smoke engulfed the sword, giving Damon's namesake more meaning, mimicking a common sight in hell. August dragged the meat over and cooked the fetid harvest in the heat of a smoldering corpse. - Misery has always loved company, so he held no compassion for them. He cared that he had crossed the boogeyman line of murder, but he was still the subject of his thoughts. In his degenerate and corrupt character, an unholy and evil union thrived; his hedonism and nihilism had been wed and birthed this vile narcissism. --- Releases: I plan to release a chapter every day, barring the odd happening that prevents me from writing. Each chapter ought to be from 1.2k-2.2k words at an average of approx. 1.4k. It could be more than that or it could be slightly less than that, but I do plan to release every day at 19:00 UTC+8.
Aespekson · 11.1K Views
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