Sadie Sink

Notice: This story contains R18+ themes, including violence, sensual and sexual content, blood-related addiction, and dark psychological elements. Reader discretion advised. I died in a library, crushed under centuries of forgotten knowledge. Fitting. Now I’ve woken up in a coffin, starving, undead, and very much not human. They call me a Fledgling—a bottom-feeder vampire barely above a ghoul. I’m weak, hunted, and tethered to a world straight out of a cursed tabletop campaign. It’s a classic fantasy realm—elves, knights, guilds, and dungeons—but twisted by a dark, rotting magic. The moon shines red, the gods are silent, and every town smells like fear. To make matters worse, I’ve been bound to a LitRPG system called the Blood Codex. Level up by draining blood. Unlock skills by embracing your monstrous nature. Resist Corruption... or don’t. There's no prophecy. No chosen one nonsense. No noble title. Just fangs, rot, and whatever I can steal, trick, or kill to survive. But the deeper I sink into this world’s underbelly, the more I realize something is watching me through the system. The rules are breaking. Dungeon bosses are going mad. Entire towns are disappearing. And I think I’m supposed to fix it… or maybe finish the job.

The participants arrived on an unknown island in pursuit of their deepest desire, but they must play the game of the witch who rules this place. Will they uncover the truth, or will they sink into the depths of despair?

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

Shiumi ren, a ship captain who died in a sinking ship and was reincarnated into another world. Follow his journey until he becomes the strongest magician.

Valen is seventeen, broke, and utterly alone. After his parents' death, he drops out of school and sinks into quiet despair, surviving in the shadows of a forgotten city. One day, in a haze of grief, desperation, and a dangerously strong brew of coffee and... something else, he collapses—only to awaken in a world eerily similar to his own, but twisted, empty, and wrong. Somehow, the coffee gave him a doorway. Now able to travel between two worlds, Valen discovers his strange brew does more than just keep him awake—it changes reality. With nothing left to lose, he begins selling coffee from his rundown home, attracting customers who want more than caffeine... and drawing the attention of things not entirely human. To survive, Valen must uncover the secret behind his cursed drink, the eerie world it connects to, and the cost of staying awake too long.

"Wait," President Mason uttered, his tone low and biting.  Anastasia turned slowly, her heart sinking.  "You looked happy back there when George was flirting with you," he accused, his eyes bored into her. Anastasia froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.  "Flirting?" she repeated, a bitter scoff escaping her lips. "He was drunk, Mason. Everyone could see that." "That's not what I saw." Mason stepped closer, his voice cold. "You were laughing, enjoying it...just like you were with Nicholas."  At the mention of Nicholas, Anastasia's stomach churn.  "Ex...excuse me?" she asked, her voice trembling with restrained anger.  "You heard me!" He yelled at her. "First it was Nicholas, now a coworker. How low can you go?"  The words cut through Anastasia, her fists clenching as she fought back the tears threatening to spill.  She stared at him, fighting the urge to pounce on him when she finally raised her fingers, pulling out her wedding ring. "Let's get a divorce!"  ★★★ Anastasia Stones never expected her life to turn into a whirlwind of power plays, and deep-seated secrets when she got into an arranged marriage with Mason Harrington, the enigmatic, cold-hearted President of a billion-dollar company because of her family's debt.  Their two years secret marriage was built on formality and indifference, with Mason's world revolving around business and control until Anastasia began working in his company, without anyone knowing she's the president's wife. And everything worsens when Nicholas, Mason's estranged half-brother and the company's COO, unexpectedly returns after five years.  His reappearance stirs old rivalries, pulling Anastasia into the center of a storm between the President and the COO of Harrington Tech Corporation. Will Anastasia find her voice and reclaim her independence, or will she remain a pawn in the game of two powerful men? And what happens after finding out she's pregnant for the President?

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+] Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side. Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners. But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind. Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold. Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor. ‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ ‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. ‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’ ‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’ ‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’ . . . Excerpt: “Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” “Go ahead.” “I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice. “Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” “What?” She exclaimed in horror. “You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ***NOTE*** The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.

In the kingdom of Montesis, a place where magic is forbidden, two travelers face an uncertain fate. A technician and repairman of 129 years loses his powers, becoming unable to protect himself or to think about how he will protect the people he loves. He disappoints his master and María, and creating a peaceful home to live in peace seems an increasingly distant dream. On his journey, he gradually discovers fragments of his erased memory, while losing his powers and sinking into a pit of endless tragedies. This world is divided between two magical forces: the positive ether and the negative ether, known as "the Nothing." The latter rules Don, turning him into a magnet for the dark forces of the underworld. As the sole survivor of his race, Don becomes the target of a mad king and one of the most influential women, known for her special medicines. What can a phenomenon who ignores the extent of his abilities do?

This is not a love story. There is no romance between a mafia and his prisoner. There is only obsession. Hatred. And revenge. No tenderness. No sympathy. Just two broken creatures clawing at each other inside a cage of madness. In this world, love doesn’t survive. It gets devoured. ... Isolde Veyra, daughter of a once-prominent political family, is released from prison on parole. But her freedom is no gift it’s a trap. To atone for her past, she is forced by a mysterious detective named Lucien to infiltrate a dark entertainment house called Velvet Cage, the secret stronghold of his most wanted target: Severin, a ruthless mafia kingpin untouched by the law. Isolde’s mission seems simple—find proof of Severin’s crimes, then escape. But everything begins to crumble when Severin, a man driven by obsession and violence, sees her as the reflection of a woman from his past. The deeper Isolde sinks into his world, the more she realizes she’s not the first woman Lucien has sent—he’s sent many before her, and all of them have died at Severin’s hands without leaving a trace. To survive, Isolde has only one option is deceive the monster. But when lies turn into attachment, and the disguise becomes dependence, she must choose to be the next victim, or become the queen of Severin’s hell.

Charlie is a nobody. In the small, forgettable town of Maplewood, Charlie barely exists. His days are spent in a haze of lethargy, slumped on a basement couch that smells faintly of regret. His body, soft and bloated, seems to mirror the weight of his apathy—a monument to years of bad decisions and the crushing inertia of laziness. His parents look at him with disappointment, his classmates avoid him like a bad smell, and the girls, even the kind ones, can barely disguise their pity. He’s bullied, mocked, and ignored, but Charlie doesn’t care. Not really. Or so he tells himself. Until one day, a moment so small and humiliating it shouldn’t matter tears open the carefully constructed wall of indifference he’s built around himself. For the first time in years, Charlie feels something stir deep inside—a spark of something raw, terrifying, and undeniable. Then, one night, everything changes. A system appears, a voice in his mind that speaks of transformation, power, and redemption. It offers him a choice: to stay as he is and sink deeper into the void of his existence, or to rise—literally—and reshape himself, body and soul. The system promises him a path, but it won’t be easy. To shed the weight of his old self, Charlie must first face the physical and emotional burdens he’s carried for so long. The path is brutal, filled with trials that test his mind, body, and spirit. But as Charlie begins to claw his way out of the pit of mediocrity, he discovers a world beyond Maplewood—a world of incredible challenges, impossible bodies, and a system that rewards transformation. The ultimate prize? A body forged by effort, determination, and resilience—a body of iron, plasma, and even the golden brilliance of the sun. But each step comes with its own cost, and the system’s promises may hide more than they reveal. Can Charlie rise above the weight of his past, or will the weight of the world crush him once and for all?

Anguth runs on gold, spells, and status. Every rank is earned, every spell is bought—or stolen. Reid Tzeryn wakes up in a ruined graveyard with no memory, no class, and the brand of a Sadis—a title reserved for the lowest trash in this strange world. He remembers nothing about his old life or new purpose, only faint echo of a word - Vadi. As he enters the brutal world of Arena combat, where magic clashes with blades and lives are traded for coin, Reid levels up fast. Too fast. Each fight unlocks fragments of forgotten strength—abilities long buried, just like Reid. Old instincts return. Blood sings. And this corrupt system begins to glitch in his presence. That is until the ghosts from his past finally pay him a visit. Mysteries begins to unravel and the world arrives at the cusp of a war. And they are starting to remember why they buried him in the first place. What to expect: -- MC that is powerful, ruthless in his pursuit and forged from wars. --He wakes up in a world (His or another -you get to know in the story later) where wars are just old wives's tales. -- Unable to understand coins, rank and plethora of rules, he deals with them the only way a battle hardened soldier knows. His way or the highway.

Annabel Willows lived a happy life as the most loved daughter, amongst the 3 daughters of Don Willow, the richest businessman in their province. But been the beloved daughter sparked jealousy amongst her sisters, Samantha and Caroline, which slowly deepened into hatred. Annabel’s golden world crumbles when her father suffers a stroke and their family business plunges into bankruptcy. To save her father’s legacy she is cornered into marrying the First son of the powerful Emerson’s family. But on her wedding day, the cruel truth is unveiled as Annabel realized she wasn’t getting married to the heir but to the reclusive third son, Reynold Emerson, who is feared for his ruthless nature and rumored to be a flesh eating monster. Annabel’s world sink further as she discovered, she bears an uncanny resemblance to Reynolds’ deceased wife. Slowly, she realized her family plot to sell her out as a replacement for Reynold late wife. Betrayed by her family, trapped in an unknown world where no one truly cares, Annabel must now fight for her identity, her rights and her sanity. Will this twisted union be the end of her — or the start of something even darker than love?

Soulbonds aren’t supposed to break. Spirit pathways aren’t supposed to fracture. But in the misty town of Westvale, the rules no longer hold. When Hanae Moreou, a spirit custodian trained to mend broken soul threads, is dispatched to Westvale to investigate a disrupted bond, she stumbles into something far darker—ancient predators with fangs lurking beyond the veil of the living. The shifter community known as The Circle, protectors of the hidden village Vaelhara, has long watched over the balance. But their harmony is cracking. Bonds are failing, souls are slipping, and their hunters are losing their way. As Hanae races to repair what’s been severed, she finds herself entangled in a conflict between shifters and vampires, between duty and desire, between the sacred and the forbidden. When bonds break and fangs sink deep, What will you protect? The soul, the law, or the one who chose you?

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 "What do you mean by I need to steal MILFs to become stronger!?" Waking up in an unfamiliar body of a Prince, Lucian stares in bewilderment as a transparent panel materializes before him, displaying a message that demands — "You need to steal MILFs to become stronger!" His mind races with confusion. What does that even mean!? As the absurdity of his new reality sinks in, he begins to accept the dark possibilities before him. In his previous life, as a master seducer, no beauty had ever escaped his demonic embrace. Now, with this new body, he enjoys the thrill of his newfound power. Their desires will become my playground, and their deepest secrets will be mine to exploit. "You’re the Empress? I'll grant you a divine body if you submit to me." "Your lover is a once-in-a-thousand-years genius? So what? I’ll make you a prodigy that comes once in a million." "Your husband is the sect leader of a powerful immortal sect? Irrelevant. I’ll elevate you to become an immortal goddess." To claim the fate points of the 'Sons of Heaven,' Lucian will seduce their cherished ones and drain their Innate Fate. ============================= 【 Additional Tags: Harem, System, R-18, Mature, Reincarnation, Anti-Hero, Shameless Protagonist, Overpowered Protagonist, Immoral Protagonist, Dual Cultivation, Demons, Elves, Devil, Immortal Gods, Goddess, Politics, Comedy, Face-smacking. 】 【 Author's note: You can expect a lot of smut. If any of this bothers you, this is not for you. 】 【 ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE OVER 20. 】 【 Discord link - https://discord.gg/evjzE2CXb9 】 【 Cover is AI genarated 】

Two years ago, Annette fled from the wreckage of her life- abandoning her baby, the chaos, and the man who shattered her heart. But guilt never truly fades. When she returns, she's faced with a painful twist: her child is thriving...in the arms of Sophie, her ex's new wife. Sophie is everything Annette believes she could never be—warm, patient, and breathtakingly beautiful. What begins as curiosity soon festers into jealousy, igniting a dark idea: seduce Sophie, break her heart, and take back the control Annette lost. Yet the deeper she sinks into her plan, the more tangled she becomes in Sophie's genuine kindness. Hatred turns into fascination...then something dangerously close to love. As hidden truths start to surface, Annette must face the ultimate question: can you love the person you set out to destroy? A tale of revenge, obsession, and forbidden passion-where love can heal, or ruin, everything.

In the worlds of swords, magic and gods. Leon was cast out by those who summoned him. Now he just tries his best to not sink into despair.

"We will be here for you...financially" In the fictional gray Ridge City in the equally depressing state of Silverton, a group journalists receive permission to report on a small bank branch during the post 9/11 recession. Bumbling manager Phillip Staunton struggles to keep morale afloat as his branch slowly sinks into the murky depths of late stage capitalism. Meanwhile, the bank's parent company: The Silverton Bank Association is hemorrhaging money and thousands are losing their jobs. Dragged into the inner workings of the financial system, Phillip must help his boss, Betty Lowery, introduce a make or break operation for the Silverton Bank Association. A new rebrand to pull the corporation out of the past and into the 21st century. Old money executives attempt to stop the rebrand to keep alive what has worked for decades. With riots on Stock Street, criminals and journalists in the workplace, the less than dynamic duo fight together but only to save themselves. In a system built on exploitation, abuse comes in many forms, and not all of them are financial.

Yang Qing sighed as he gazed upon the black building that stood tall piercing the skies above with an inviolable aura around it. "The Order sure is black-hearted," he angrily thought as he made his way into the building begrudgingly. The building could be considered his home away from home and a source of endless grief for him due to its unforgiving working hours. The building housed the courtrooms of the Cultivation Order Society, an organization founded to maintain a semblance of order in the ruthless cultivation world of the southern continent who if left to their own devices would sink the whole continent to the ground. Due to how impetuous cultivators were, the cases never stopped. "Yi Jie, what do we have today?" "Two cultivators at the palace realm fought over a treasure and destroyed half of the territory of the blue deer kingdom in their fight, A rogue cultivator is suing the owner of the falling meteor blacksmith shop for selling him a faulty saber that keeps attracting lightning tribulations. A cultivator suffering from pill poisoning is blaming it on the white hilltop restaurant as he suspects they are feeding their spirit beasts pills to make them bigger and fatter. And the last case is 500 families are suing a cultivator by the name of Ren Fu for being negligent as a husband and a father whilst also pilfering their resources dry as he moves from place to place.," Awkward silence ensues........... Join me as we follow Yang Qing in his role as a judge in the Cultivation Order Society with cases and troubles that never seem to end. Fair warning the story has multiple POVs. Re-edited chapter (50/50) Second milestone (79/150) All support matters whether it's power stones, comments, reviews, golden tickets, subscriptions, or those who buy privilege chapters or even lurking readers..I welcome all your support in whatever format it comes in and I thank you for it, It really does mean a lot, especially to rookie authors like myself.

I do own the Andrew & Kenzie & Meghan & Lexie & Sadie & Emma and Emily and Cecilia and Melody and Ruby and Donna and Rosetta + more Full warning ( it has ): Blood, Romance, Betrayal, + More It does say +18 on the book If you aren't +18 I advise you not to read it as within this is not for below +18 I don't own the Harry Potter franchise though

[ MATURE CONTENT ] "Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…" It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder. And still, she ached. For all of him. And he did too. She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate. Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina," And just like that, his mouth was gone. She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched. He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?" His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door." She stared, barely able to think. He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?" SYNOPSIS: At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. TikTok | @officialffmeb

The moment the dart struck my back, I staggered. Heat flooded my limbs, then numbness__ like my body was sinking while still standing. I heard Seraphina scream my name, but her voice sounded far away, like she was underwater. The cave blurred__ shadows dancing, lights spinning. My legs gave out _ I crumbled beside nyra. My hands resting on her wings. Was this how it ended? I blinked, the figures closed in. Then __ a roar. It wasn't nyra, not even human. The air changed _ electric and sharp. Like a storm had entered the cave. Then came the sound _ swift and brutal. I saw shadows, one in front of me__ nails long, curvy, eyes pure gold. She just killed one man with her bare hand. A gunshot. Another. A shout cut short. A man screamed. Something crashed hard against the wall. I tried to lift my head __ but to no avail. A blue of black and silver swept past me. Like a shadow but with purpose. A familiar voice barked "why the hell is she here". Low. Cold. Unforgiving. Draven? I tried to speak _ but couldn't. My lips moved, but nothing came out. Darkness bled in from the edge of my vision. The last thing I saw was Draven kneeling beside me _ gloved hands, lifting me up gently. His eyes were now pure gold. Anger. Wildness. Protection. Then nothing, only darkness

Arthur has had a tumultuous life. Experiencing great happiness with a great life to look forward to. Until life made the decision that he shouldn't. Until he fell from the clouds into the ditch. Like a struck from the air falling in despair then sinking into the depths, helplessness and unwilling. .................... Arthur is disillusioned by past circumstances and lives a life amalgamted from shattered dreams. After an agelessness the shattered souls of the old god's coalesce like his life forming something new, something subcersive. Nothing will be the same again. While there might be no true redemption for Arthur, new chapter in his life beckons. .................................. In a new, tumultuous world myth gestates With great inheritance living will become another reality. He will carve out his place in this new world. In a world...where possibilities are as brilliant as the horizon.

In the blood-soaked shadow of Partition, two nations went to war—and never stopped fighting.** PART I: KASHMIR’S BLOODY DAWN (1947–1948) As the British Empire collapses, India and Pakistan are born in a frenzy of communal slaughter. Trains packed with massacred refugees crisscross Punjab, while in Lahore, **Jawaharlal Nehru** and **Muhammad Ali Jinnah** duel over Kashmir’s fate. When tribal raiders storm Srinagar, the Hindu Maharaja signs away his kingdom to India in exchange for salvation. But Pakistan strikes back—capturing Skardu Fort in a brutal siege and igniting the first war over the Himalayas. Amidst the chaos, a young Sikh farmer, **Kartar Singh**, loses his family to a Muslim mob and joins the Indian Army, vowing revenge. As the UN draws ceasefire lines, Kashmir lies divided, and the seeds of eternal hatred are sown. PART II: CLASH OF TITANS (1965) Eighteen years later, Pakistan launches *Operation Gibraltar*, infiltrating Kashmir to spark rebellion. When India retaliates, full-scale war erupts. In the skies, PAF legend **MM Alam** destroys five Indian jets in 30 seconds—an unmatched feat—while **Squadron Leader Sarfaraz Rafiqui** leads a suicidal raid on Halwara airbase. With guns jammed, Rafiqui stays airborne as a decoy so wingmen **Cecil Chaudhry** and **Younus Hussain** can escape, sacrificing himself to Indian flak. On the ground, **Major Raja Aziz Bhatti** defends Lahore’s BRB Canal for 120 hours without sleep, falling to a sniper’s bullet. As tanks burn at Chawinda and navies clash off Dwarka, both nations claim victory—but the Tashkent Agreement leaves Kashmir still bleeding. PART III: BIRTH OF BANGLADESH (1971) East Pakistan explodes in revolt. After Pakistan’s *Operation Searchlight* massacres Bengalis in Dhaka, India trains the *Mukti Bahini* guerrillas. At sea, Pakistan’s submarine *PNS Ghazi* mysteriously sinks on its own mines while hunting the INS Vikrant, and *PNS Hangor* avenges it by torpedoing the Indian frigate *INS Khukri*. In the skies, trainee pilot **Rashid Minhas** thwarts a hijack by Bengali defector Matiur Rahman, crashing his T-33 rather than let it reach India—earning Pakistan’s only air force Nishan-e-Haider. On the western front, 120 Indian soldiers hold off 3,000 Pakistanis at Longewala using jeep-mounted guns. When Dhaka falls, 93,000 Pakistani POWs surrender—humiliating a nation and birthing Bangladesh. PART IV: FROZEN CONFLICTS (1984–1999) In the icy hell of Siachen Glacier, India seizes the world’s highest battlefield by stealth. Soldiers freeze solid in their bunkers as Pakistan fuels insurgency in Kashmir. After Indira Gandhi is assassinated by her Sikh bodyguards and her son Rajiv falls to a Tamil bomb, nuclear tests in 1998 push the rivals to the brink. Then, in 1999, Pakistan infiltrates troops disguised as militants into Kargil’s peaks. **Captain Karnal Sher Khan**, the “Tiger of Tiger Hill,” decimates Indian assaults until an artillery shell tears him apart. **Lalak Jan**, a Pakistani soldier, fights alone for 24 hours with a machine gun, killing 12 Gurkhas before succumbing. When India storms Tiger Hill at point-blank range and the U.S. forces Pakistan’s retreat, soldiers are abandoned on the mountains—their bodies rotting in no-man’s-land. As General Musharraf seizes power in Islamabad, the war ends unresolved, leaving behind frozen graves and a question: *Will the next war go nuclear?*

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

Suffering defines the concept of a man whom is greatly afflicted by external and internal forces. Suffering knows no bounds nor does it spare anyone. Whomever it sinks its teeth into it never loosens its grip. Suffering has manifested itself in the life of Peter Xavier Atkinson, born in an impoverished environment, he sought to explore the wonders of the world. Having lost his parents in a tragic event, he spent his childhood lonely, without a family and friends . Now as an adult, he is targeted by an assassin whom seeks to take a talisman that his father had entrusted to him before his death. Fore it is believed that the talisman that he wields is one of 6 talismans that have the power to set an evil entity free from the dark realm. Having to be put in a dire situation how will Pete ever hope to survive from the clutches of this assassin, better yet to protect his talisman? The Multiverse Incorporated presents... The Divine Guardians 2022 copywrite

During his high school years, Walid Hasan becomes entangled in a horrifying string of student disappearances. The first victim? Onni — his childhood crush and the only girl he ever loved. As more girls go missing and mutilated bodies begin to surface, the entire school sinks into fear. The police suspect a serial killer is hiding among them — maybe even someone from the school itself. But Walid discovers the truth too soon. He sees the killer’s face… and now, he’s being hunted. Trapped in a deadly cat-and-mouse game, Walid can’t go to the police — and for some reason, the killer won’t kill him. What secret ties them together? And why does the killer keep whispering… “You’re not ready yet.” One thing is certain: Everyone’s hiding something. And Walid might be the next body the school forgets.

Anna Kingston had everything she ever dreamed of — the money, the man, and the best friend she trusted with her life. But she had no idea what was brewing behind those smiles. On the night meant to mark her happiest moment, everything stopped. Poisoned by the hand of someone she loved, betrayed by the man she was about to marry… her world ended in front of the people who claimed to care. And fate? It didn’t offer mercy. It offered her a second chance — in the body of a stranger. Now, trapped in a new face and a new life, Anna struggles to hold on to who she was while plotting her return. But the deeper she sinks into her new identity, the harder it becomes to separate revenge from survival. Will she ever get justice? Will anyone believe who she truly is? Or will she be buried twice — once by death, and once by silence?

Transported to the complex, dangerous world of Astrum Regalia – a realm of 30 continents orbiting a black hole, ruled by god-like families wielding cosmic magic – Kaelen Varis discovers he is a Pillar-Singer, uniquely attuned to the resonant network that stabilizes reality. Guided by the stern Commander Lyra Solarius and the ancient construct Cygnus, Kaelen must learn to harness his burgeoning powers to defend the network against escalating threats. The shadowy Umbral Hand launches devastating attacks, attempting to overload the network's core Resonance Sink and later infiltrating anchors using a sophisticated, weaponized Blight code. Kaelen's unique abilities prove crucial in repelling these assaults, but they reveal a deeper danger: the Hand may be using these attacks to probe the network's foundational field, seeking the location of the legendary Astrum Codex, an artifact capable of rewriting reality. Further complicating matters, a mysterious faction employs advanced temporal technology to probe the network's past, likely seeking historical vulnerabilities. Kaelen successfully jams their temporal relay but uncovers evidence that ancient design flaws are now being exploited, leading to a harrowing confrontation involving weaponized gravity near the Nyxara stratum. As Kaelen trains to perceive the foundational field more deeply, hoping to anticipate future attacks and understand the Codex's secrets, he stands as Astrum Regalia's last resonant shield against enemies wielding the powers of void, corruption, time, and gravity, fighting a war where the echoes of the past threaten to shatter the present.

In a world of opulence and treachery, Seo-yeon is torn between two powerful men: for example, the rather enigmatic Joon-woo and, the other hand, frisky and self-sufficing Hyun-soo. when secrets are revealed and people change their allegiances, Seo-yeon needs to play the game and understand who she should pursue and whose man she should steal. is she going to emerge unscathed with all these upheavals or will she sink in the pools of her conflicts?

"Plop -" Surrounded by river water, cold and bone-chilling. Li Sheng suddenly opened her eyes and found herself sinking in the water, suffocating, her chest about to explode! What's going on? Didn't she already die? Why was she in the water? Without time to think, Li Sheng struggled to swim upstream. Luckily, the water wasn't as deep as she had imagined, and soon she broke the surface. On the bank, dozens of eyes stared at her in shock. "How did she come up? Doesn't she not know how to swim?”Water splashed everywhere! The group of people who wanted to punish her were all stunned! This country bumpkin...how did she suddenly become a different person? Li Sheng's cold and sharp gaze slowly swept over their faces, and she asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" As soon as the words came out,she felt something was wrong. This wasn't her voice! Moreover, she clearly remembered that she was already dead! As the first female war god, she was ambushed by the enemy while carrying out a top-secret mission, and the plan was leaked! She didn't even know who the traitor was who leaked the plan until she died! But now...she was still alive? A hint of confusion flashed in Li Sheng's eyes. In the cold wind, her frail figure swayed, and the pain of drowning just now kept surging up. Li Sheng's eyes went black and she fainted.