Tight Lacing

The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy! He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his erected cock. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." discord for this book: https://discord.gg/36r6zZhf

The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness. "It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected." The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it." The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war. And so, he continued his mission.

“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” ***** Year 2666. Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for. When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond. A stoic, protective doctor. A brooding, dominant businessman. A charming, playful celebrity. All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what. But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. ***** Strong FL REVERSE HAREM Mature Content Dark Fantasy with a slight blend of Sci-Fi & Supernatural Elements, laced with dark humor and dry wit This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

"What do we have here... A colorful book cover, a weird title and a horny author: I'm sure that's something." By Drunk Man William. With great power comes great responsibility... But I don't wanna do anything unless I'm getting paid. Deep within the cofines of the darkness looming over the world, a man with grace prospered. A man who puts those brats in tights to shame. An unhinged f**cker who squats the entire police department like it was a regular Wednesday morning. A man named: Mighty Daniel (⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠) Want Chaos? that's my middle name! Want heart throbbing moments? Look for another book cause this one is full of awkward moments and dry jokes due to the author psychotic spree. (A/n: Hey!) But be warned. ONCE you step into the world, there's no turning back... So sit back, squash some mayonnaise on your palm and beat those meat like you just don't care cause CHAOS IS HERE!!!

Reiji Tsukishima never believed in chasing after something he couldn't have—until he met Aoi Fujikawa. Calm, composed, and always in control, Reiji found himself drawn to Aoi’s warmth and kindness. The only problem? She was already in a relationship—with another girl, Sena Tachibana. From the very start, Reiji and Sena clashed. Their personalities, values, and even the way they looked at Aoi put them at odds. He made it clear—he liked Aoi. And Sena? She wasn’t about to let some guy disrupt their relationship. But fate had other plans. Despite their rivalry, Reiji and Sena kept crossing paths, their conversations sharper than knives yet laced with something neither wanted to acknowledge. Over time, they found themselves entangled in something deeper—something neither of them expected. A connection that rivaled the very love they were trying to protect. As emotions shift and tensions rise, Aoi remains unaware of the growing bond between the two people she loves the most. But when the truth finally comes to light, all three must face a question with no simple answer—can love truly be shared, or must someone be left behind? A slow-burn romance of deep emotions, unexpected confessions, and a love that defies the norm—this is *Unraveled Ties.* ---

Also available in other websites like RoyalRoad.com, MoonQuill & Tapas In a world of advanced technology and shadowy organizations, Kasper de la Fuente seems like just another talented student at the elite Bounty Hunter Association Academy. Enhanced by cutting-edge nanobots, Kasper and his tight-knit group of friends tackle everything the Academy throws at them - from brutal combat simulations to mysterious incidents that push their abilities to the limit. But beneath the surface of intense training and wild parties, dark forces are stirring. When a classified training simulation goes catastrophically wrong, Kasper discovers his enhancements might be more than just standard tech. As he digs deeper, he uncovers connections to the infamous Project Lazarus and the deadly Valparaíso Incident. A chain of tragic events forces Kasper to leave the Academy behind for the neon-drenched streets of Costa del Sol. There, he emerges as something new: The Void Killer, a hunter whose name sends shivers through the criminal underworld. Now, years later, the mysterious Cyber Lich threatens to destroy everything Kasper has built. Working with the enigmatic Douglas Berston and the secretive Paranormal Activity Branch, he must confront an enemy that seems to know his every move. But in a world where technology and darkness intertwine, nothing is as it seems. Old friends become enemies, ancient conspiracies resurface, and the line between justice and vengeance grows ever thinner. The Void Killer Saga - where every shadow hides a secret, and the truth comes at a deadly price.

In Zyphera, a realm of floating cities and magic-laced bloodlines, power is not inherited—it is seized. Nobility stands untouchable, their destinies inked by history, their victories carved into golden walls. But ink lies. Ink can be rewritten. Here, only blood tells the truth. Annabelle Dorne was meant to be nothing—a noble in name alone, an overlooked shadow in a world that devours the weak. But when shattered memories of another life awaken, she realizes this story has been told before. She has read it, lived it, and she knows how it ends. The empire will drown in war. A queen will rise from chains. A monster will carve his name into history with fire and ruin. And at the heart of it all, love and betrayal will bleed together, indistinguishable. Annabelle was never meant to change the course of fate. But fate has never met someone like her. As she moves in the spaces between prophecy and reality, unseen hands tighten around her throat—watching, waiting. A prince whose touch commands storms. A villain who thrives in the dark. A woman whose mask hides something far more terrifying than cruelty. And when the final chapter comes, who will be the writer, and who will be the ink?

(Warning: Mature Content - R-18) A group of college students ventures on what was meant to be a straightforward museum trip, only for their plane to crash on a mysterious, uncharted island. Stranded and desperate, they signal for rescue, but their calls go unanswered. As days turn into weeks, they confront a harrowing truth: they are utterly alone. But the island has its own dark agenda. An eerie, seductive energy permeates the air, penetrating their very beings, igniting a fire of lust and desire that none can resist. This isn't just survival; it's an awakening to the most primal, carnal urges. Their bodies yearn with a hunger that's both terrifying and thrilling, their minds clouded by a relentless, dark passion. The island bestows upon them not just survival skills but supernatural powers—fire, ice, telekinesis, immense strength. Yet, these gifts come with a sinister price. The island feeds on their darkest desires, their deepest lusts, amplifying them to monstrous proportions. Friendships dissolve into something far more intense, far more physical. Bonds are tested, broken, and reforged in the fires of lust. The island whispers temptations, urging them towards acts of unspeakable pleasure and sin. Every touch, every glance, is laced with a potent mix of seduction and corruption. Inhibitions shatter as they grapple with the choice to succumb to the dark ecstasy or to fight for what remains of their humanity. Here, the real battle isn't against nature but against the evil within, a battle for their souls amidst the throes of passion. Can they resist the seductive pull of this malevolent paradise, or will they be consumed by their own dark desires? Overpowered Mc Character Development - Peak [For the first vol(chapter 1-100) Mc is hero trying to save everyone but he changed when they betrayed him, protecting only those he care about now]

Story Outline Volume 1: The Queen Morgana sticks to her fun schedule, doing eight things on December 25th, which were blessing soldiers with superpowers, meeting the President Harper, hiring human scientist Dr. David, having luncheon with General Daniel, training royal guard, testing magic potions, hosting a banquet for General Daniel and reviewing empire's daily report. In the following days, the Queen Morgana sticks to her fun schedule, doing different type of fun activities, which include Red Wine Brew Contest, Music Contest, Dance Contest, Thriller Storytelling Contest and so on. Volume 2: The Queen Morgana sticks to her fun schedule, hosting Talent Show Contest on New Year Festival, to meet eight generals, to watch four splendid views and four splendid magic combats, and to fill her day with pleasant memory of delight. In the following days, the Queen Morgana sticks to her fun schedule, hosting different type of interesting contests, to meet many faces, to explore many places, and to learn many experiences. The contests include Costume Design Contest, Cooking Contest, Dragon Riding Contest, Horror Storytelling Contest, Romance Storytelling Contest, and Fantasy Storytelling Contest. Volume 3: The Queen Morgana is gonna host Resurrection Ceremony at Heaven Company in Devil Empire Capital, to meet five chosen souls, to guide them reborn in another world that she created, and to observe their short but splendid lives. In the following days, the Queen Morgana sticks to her fun schedule, hosting Resurrection Ceremony at Heaven Company, to meet many lost souls, to guide them reborn in another world that she created, and to observe their short but splendid lives. Main Character's Image Morgana who was the Goddess of Darkness and the Angel of Light, known as the most beautiful and the most gorgeous Goddess in the universe, she dressed in white silk long gown with intricate pattern and gold lace, with white angel's wings, holy light and the queen's crown. Here's the link to my discord server: https://discord.gg/BcptxXPW

(Mature Content) "He's a monster.... a real menace of our world" In the grand Wisteria Kingdom, Prince Ryan stands as an outcast, a royal burden shrouded in the hatred of his people. He navigates a world where every gaze is laced with disgust and every word is a reminder of his unworthiness. Attempting to escape the confines of his reality, Ryan crosses paths with Jihoon, the prince of Alyssum—a radiant force who shatters his world and rebuilds it in ways he never imagined. In a world ruled by hierarchy and primal instincts, their bond is anything but simple. As their fates intertwine, Ryan is drawn into an unfamiliar whirlwind of emotions: yearning, jealousy, and the aching desire to belong. "We need to stop this. If we don't, the prophecy that has haunted our kingdom for generations..... I fear it could become reality-.....the destruction our ancestors feared most." As Ryan struggles with these strange emotions, which are blooming inside of him for Jihoon, an old evil rises-the legend of the long-feared Alphas, that which evokes hatred by the very people he's fighting. Hints of the past begin to become more defined and threaten to become reality. What will Ryan do as he learns that the true battle is not against his people, but the existence of himself: that which is destined to be the world's overthrow? . . . . . "He was destiny, my power. I wasn’t born for this world but only for him. He was my power and death. So I shall be only for him." -Smut -Omegaverse -Royal family -Kingdoms -Modern royal family Every 2 days after the next chapter will be uploaded.

Elliot Kane came to college to disappear—haunted by a past he can’t escape, he buries his scars in sketches of oceans he’s never seen, a scholarship kid with a secret too heavy to bear. Bryce Callahan rules the college with a fist and a smirk—six feet of muscle and menace, a senior athlete who bows to no one, least of all the quiet freshman in his space. In Room 314, their worlds clash in a storm of silence and shouts, every glance a fight neither wants to lose. Elliot’s walls are forged from a childhood wrecked by the crash that took his parents. Bryce’s bravado hides a restlessness ignited by those fleeting, ocean-blue eyes that evade him. When a sketch of twisted metal in crashing waves slips out, Elliot’s shadows threaten to spill, and Bryce teeters: push away or pull closer? In a space too tight for secrets, every stolen glance unravels them. Will Elliot’s silence drown him, or will Bryce’s storm shatter their defenses? A tale of hidden truths, reluctant bonds, and tides that bind—or break.

English Title: I Found Him Native Title: Nakita Ko Sya Genre: Boyslove, romance, sports, slice of life, friendship, comedy-drama, school, modern "Life is uncertain, but despite of that, I found him." In the prestigious halls of Aurora University Philippines (AUP), 19-year-old Vaughn Carter navigates the complexities of relationships. Vaughn suffers from a heart condition that prevents him from engaging in physical activity. Despite his limitations, his life is filled with hope and possibilities. Thanks to his tight-knit trio of friends: Pasha Slavin, the daughter of AUP's founder, and Caspian Pineda, a top-notch varsity athlete. However, Vaughn's life was upended by the arrival of Xavion Huxley, a charming and talented athlete like Caspian who secretly harbors feelings for him. Bound by the state of uncertainty, Xavion has never found the right moment to confess his feelings for Vaughn. That is, until one day, when a fleeting moment of clarity encourages him to take drastic measures. Driven by his growing feelings, Xavion decides to pursue Vaughn's heart, setting the stage for a tumultuous encounter that will change their life forever.

"Strip." The command was sharp, laced with authority, cutting through the silence like the crack of a whip. The deep timbre of Dimitri's voice sent a shiver down the spines of the gathered women. They had learned quickly in the past two days, obedience meant survival. At his order, they bowed their heads, hands trembling as they peeled away the thin, tattered fabric that barely shielded them from humiliation. But one of them did not move. She stood frozen in place promting Dimitri's eyes narrow. _________ Born in a world of deception, Princess Sorayah Drakon was forced to live as a prince, hiding her gender and her unique gifts. She can heal wounds, command the elements, disguise as someone else or animals, manipulate dreams, creates powerful illusions, and ability to wield strength no other human possesses. Feeling trapped, she sheds her false identity under the cover of night to dress as a woman. One fateful night, during one of these secret escapades, she met Lupien Nightshade, the crown prince of the werewolves! It was love at first sight. But love soon turns into tragedy when Lupien kills her father, throwing the human kingdom into chaos. Humans were captured as slaves and Sorayah became one of them. She swore revenge, wanting to get close to Lupien to kill him but before she could, she was claimed by Dimitri Nightshade, Lupien's uncle! When she realized their interests aligned, Sorayah sought to gain his trust and use him as a weapon. Two enemies. One kingdom. A shared thirst for destruction. But there was something else. Something Sorayah hadn't planned for. Dimitri Nightshade was irresistible. She hated him so much she wanted to carve his heart out with her bare hands but she couldn't deny the way he made her burn with passion. Will Soraya be able to bend him to her will? Or will she be trapped in his claws forever?

The future was doomed, the present was gloom, the past was regretful. At this point, the only reason I was still alive was because my heart and brain functioned and then one night after a great fap, I woke up to a totally different reality, one where I was in the past. [System installation complete] [Welcome host to the Perverted Sugar Daddy System] [You’ve been taken back in time] I used to be perverted 50 year old man infatuated with younger women in short tight skirts, but now I was in the past with a system. A system that would help me fulfil my perverted desires. I hadn't planned for this, but I sure as hell was ready to milk it. Women, money, fame, from where I stood, all these are at my finger tips. Not only is everyone's mother wife and sister in danger, but so are their companies and territories. it's just a matter of whether I want to own google or be a simple shareholder in Tesla, infact, why not have both. There is the option of being a CEO but I don't want that to interfere with my leisure. My plan is sound and simple but unfortunately you can't eat your cake and have. If I want to be at the top of the world, then I have to be ready to face problems of those at the top, for example. "What do u mean witches are real" TAGS: Mind control, Gangs, manipulation, corruption, oyakodon. PS: All characters in this book are above 18

[Warning: Contains Mature Content] "Beware of the tongue of a wicked woman. For it may tell a lie that would slay the world." Eighteen-Year-old rejected, wolfless and blind Zina is summoned to the capital to tell a vision for the ruthless and feared Alpha King of the North notoriously known as ‘The King Who Crowned Himself’. The result of Zina’s ‘false’ vision has the Alpha Prince and future Alpha Supreme, Daemon, banished from the capital to fight wars at the borders where only death awaits him in the hands of the famed Arising Rogues, and the even more famed Deformed. But Daemon survives fire, blood and claw, and not only does he survive, but six years later, he is back as Alpha Supreme, driven by vengeance against those who brought him down. Starting from his cunny siblings, to the eighteen-year old girl now twenty-four who spelt his destiny with just mere words, Daemon vows to leave no one unscathed. However Zina is well aware of her own treachery. Now the Theta to the same powerful werewolf house she told the dangerous lie against, and having tasted the bitter pill of betrayal from the very people she told the dangerous lie for, she is unwilling to resign to her fate just yet. But how do you melt the heart of a man that you once ruined? And how do you destroy a woman loved by all the common people, and perhaps, even the gods? Daemon will learn the hard way that not all vengeance can be taken, and not all debts can be collected. Secrets abound, the Deformed Werewolves are set to rise, and a rare chance at second mating befalls the two most unusual people. And now, one thing has become for sure—Daemon must first defeat the enemy outside, before he can truly confront her, who has become the enemy of his heart. **** Zina's back pressed against the wall as a taut body pinned her, their warmth mingling together. Four years of deadly anticipation had culminated into that very moment. His whispers caressed her ear, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the chill in the air down her spine. “Since you see visions so well, tell me Theta of my house, do you see the day you will die?” His breath ghosted over her skin, reminding her of a debt to be collected. Swallowing and maintaining a tight grip on her staff despite the body that burned against hers, she answered firmly. “I am afraid the gods haven’t shown me yet.” The man over her smiled shrewdly. His lips grazed her ear, his hot breath sending waves of sensation. “I believe in all of the names I have been called, one of them is god. So let me tell you that which you do not know… “…today is the day you will die.”

Every dreamy girl wants a Mafia man, but the question is, does the Mafia man want you? Luna Defalco is a woman born into the Mafia life. Her father was in the Mafia, her cousins were in the Mafia, her mother died in the Mafia and now, even the man she loves is the almighty Mafia boss himself. There's just one minor hiccup, Zeno Silvestri, Luna's love interest, sees her as nothing more than a childish little sister. To make matters worse, he remains in love with his dead wife. When a threat on both their lives forces them to abscond to an island owned by Zeno, Luna must take this God-given chance to prove to Zeno that she is no longer that little child he's known all his life and make him fall for her womanly charms by all means. What happens when Zeno's brotherly feelings for Luna begin to shift? Can he accept this shift in affection or will he hold on to his dead lover? *** Excerpt “Zeno, what do you think love is?” Luna asked. Her sudden question made him turn from the grasses he was lazily plucking out of the moist earth, to stare at her. “Not what the dictionary tells us, but to you, what is love?" She wasn't joking, he could see it. Wiping the dirt off his palms, he sat himself next to her on the dried log of wood which she sat on. In and out he breathed like he was sincerely thinking about her question. Then without looking at her, his lips parted and he said, “A mirror.” "A mirror?" She asked. "Yes. A mirror.” He nodded and sighed. “Love is a mirror that reflects the deepest part of a person's soul. A mirror that reflects pain and suffering, but also joy and ecstasy, it's a mirror that reflects the heart just the way it is, naked and helpless. It's a mirror that reflects life, and that mirror is made of frail glass, hold it too tight, and it'll shatter, don't hold it tight enough, and it'll slip right out of your fingers and still shatter, if you try to pick up the broken pieces, you'll hurt yourself, that's why it's never easy to pick up the broken pieces, and neither can you just leave it there and get another mirror. Someone else might get hurt. Either way, love is hurtful." She had asked for his own take on love and he had given her the answer. Now she wanted to be bold. “Zeno, I no longer want to be that little baby girl that you adore.” His head turned as his eyes sought to look at her as though that would help him hear better. “Let me help you. I think if we pick up the broken pieces of the previous mirror together, it'll hurt less. And after we've cleared out the shattered pieces, then… then I want to be your new mirror.”

Rane was the cherished young miss of the William family, but as fate would have it, their affection deeply favoured her adopted sister. The reason was simple, as children Genna and Rane were switched at birth. Rane had lived in the slums while Genna was raised by the Williams family. By the time the Williams family found her their ties with Genna had already become too tight. They couldn't accept her. Haunted by a tumultuous past that saw her wandering the unforgiving streets, Rane had developed a quiet, fragile demeanour that resembled the calm before a storm. The scars of her past etched into her soul made her reluctant to defend herself, even when Genna—sometimes out of jealousy—slandered her unfairly. Rane often faded into the background, a silent observer in her own life, but this only stoked the fires of resentment among her siblings, who labelled her as spineless and malicious. The relentless bullying and merciless ridicule she faced took their toll, leading her down a dark spiral into depression. Friends, teachers, and family dismissed her pain, assuming she was merely feigning weakness, leaving her to suffer in silence. Instead of receiving the support she needed, Rane found herself trapped in a vicious cycle of mistreatment that deepened her despair. Only her godmother, Jenna, seemed to grasp the extent of Rane’s anguish. By the time Jenna intervened, attempting to rescue her from the suffocating grasp of her adoptive family, Rane had become a mere shadow of her former self. The vibrant spark of life within her had dimmed, extinguished by the burdens she carried. Her will to fight, to change her circumstances, slowly ebbed away, mirroring her physical decline. Ultimately, she succumbed to the weight of her suffering, leaving this world with one solitary wish: she wanted to be strong so strong that no one would be able to take advantage of her.

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

Synopsis "I will stop; tell me how long to stay," Sam lovingly placed his hand on Helix's head and said, looking at her with wet eyes. "You have to stop until I forget every single moment spent with you, and forgetting every moment spent with you means forgetting myself. So, tell me, will you stop until I become a corpse." Saying that Helix could not stop her tears and started crying very loudly. "No, don't ever say that. I will always be with you. Got it? Now stop crying and give me a breathtaking smile and crazy Helix back," Sam said, giving her a little pat on her forehead. "Liar, you are such a big liar," Helix said with moist eyes and a fake smile on her face because of his sake. "No, I am not a liar. It is true that no matter what the situation may be, I can never forget you, and neither do you want to leave me," Sam said with a pleasant smile, caressing her palm. "Then why are you going like this? Why??" Helix said, holding him tight in her arms. "I hate you; I hate you for this," Helix said, burying her head in his chest and crying continuously. "Helix, listen to me and stop crying for a while. Anyway, I have less time. Promise me you will live without me," Sam said, holding her hand and looking straight into her eyes with his loving gaze. "No, Sam, no," said Helix, starting to cry very loudly." ......................................................................................................... Description: Helix is a girl burdened with troubles, who has yet to find love. Firstly, her parents suffered a devastating accident and left her. Then, her childhood love, Sam, departed, setting a precedent for people leaving her behind. Now, let's see if she discovers true love or if she continues to be abandoned by those around her. ....................................... Note: 1. Those who are proficient in grammar, if they find any mistake, then ignore it and please read the story. 2. This is my first work so please give it a lot of love and support to keep me up.

Ryuxian never sought power, but power found him—cursed, relentless, and insatiable. Branded as a serpent, burdened with the Devouring Tyrant, he is no longer merely human—he is a predator in a world that fears what it cannot control. With eyes like fractured amethyst laced in gold, he carries a hunger that can consume gods, unravel secrets, and devour even time itself. But such power comes at a cost. As ancient forces stir, Ryuxian is thrust into a war where forgotten deities, shadowed factions, and the all-seeing Tower pull his fate in opposing directions. Each battle strips away his humanity, each revelation drags him deeper into the abyss of his own existence. The lines between hunter and hunted blur, and the question remains—does he wield his power, or does it wield him? In a world where even gods can fall, will Ryuxian conquer the beast within, or will he become the nightmare whispered in the dark? ------------------------ Follow me on insta : soniya_austin I updated the Ryuxian first look check out my account you can see how ryuxian looks there and I updating daily the minor details and upcoming events in chapter's. Be safe cookies

I'm just an ordinary student in the day, living my life as what my parents expected me to do. A normal student, classmate, friend and a daughter but no one knows when the night come. I live my life into another world. A life I never expected that will flip up my entire world into another realm. I know it clearly, I'm just dreaming. simply I'm inside my dream world and yet here I am standing into the unknown reality. A place I never knew existed and beings I never knew if they are real or not. This is not an ordinary dream and it was all because of him, the man that became the key to my sealed doors, he is Almos. *** “Who are you?” I asked him but instead of answering my question he suddenly grabs my hand and pulls me for a run. I don’t know where he will bring me but to my surprised, I let him. We run away from something I don’t know. I just know that there is something that was pulling me through a deep unknown darkness. But he was there and now we are running away. I don’t know who he is yet I trusted him with all my life. For that instant, I knew my heart belongs to him. *** “I didn’t mean to love you yet I love you so much I cannot hold you so tight.” I said those words and I couldn’t stop myself not to feel the bitterness of the truth we are going to face. But still, I hold her hand even though I know that it isn’t right. We run and I save her. Yet, I don’t know it was the beginning and I don’t want to find out the ending. Still, the end is near and I cannot hold her even though my heart already belongs to her.

Nicole is a girl of quiet contradictions, Soft yet dark, distant yet captivating. She hides behind coffee cups and lace dresses, carefully stitching together a life full of fragile secrets. Ryan wasn’t supposed to notice her. But he did. Now, he's drawn into a world where affection feels like a trap, trust is a gamble, and some truths are better left buried. Nicole wants to believe she can escape, but the past doesn’t loosen its grip so easily. Love, after all, isn’t always sweet. It’s something far more delicate, far more dangerous. Something Bittersweet. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story contains mature themes including sexual themes, and trauma. It caters intense psychological and sexually suggestive situations that may not be suitable for readers under 18. Reader discretion is advised.

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Disclaimer: The entire story is from the Main Character's point of view. I will try to vividly depict the emotions our MC feels while going through his bizarre second life. Throughout the main volume, the MC will be the narrator of the story and we would perceive the world through his eyes. A bit cliché, at the same time, refreshingly new. The story is neither fast nor slow paced, thus maintaining a steady rhythm. Complex situations call for detailed chapters: for example, how our MC spent his first day after transmigrating has been described in great detail as it was an important event of MC's life. If my work gets popular, I will consider writing side stories from the supporting character's point of views. And please exercise patience, dear readers. The story gets intriguing from after the first ten chapters or so, so please bear with me during the initial journey. Overview: A man dies and travels to the underworld to get his memories erased before his soul would reincarnate, along with a couple of his friends. Plot Twist? He discovers that his soul, in reality, had been snapped into two shards before he was even born. How the heck this happened? He will do his absolute best to find that out. Meanwhile the system that erases memories offers him a unique choice. He can transmigrate into the body of the person who possesses the remaining piece of his broken soul! Or he can sit tight in Underworld and wait for that person to die, and then their broken souls would combine and he automatically reincarnate as one complete being. The MC decides to enjoy the best of both worlds, and somehow gets roped into a mad hunt for the Eternal Cirque, which governs the Cycle of Reincarnation. How did all of this happen? Read the book to find out! If you like it, don't hesitate to drop a comment and a review. If you don't, even then drop a comment and a review. It would help me improve my writing skills and help to give you a better story! Find my book interesting? Add it to the reading list of your library! This book is also known as: Eternal Cirque: The Hunt, The Eternal Cirque, Error 404: Soul not found {Note: This Book Is A Revised Edition Of One Of My Other Books, But You Do Not Need To Read The Other Book To Understand This One. Both of these books can be said to be a little project of mine, and is mainly cultivated to improve my writing skills in English, which is not, I repeat, NOT my mother tongue.} BTW, this book is participating in WSA 2025

Asuriel Draelith thought she was human. On her 25th birthday, that illusion shattered. The forbidden blood in her veins awakened, and with it, a prophecy that binds her to a fate she doesn’t understand—and a body that is slowly falling apart. She has one year to live, unless she can uncover the truth behind her existence. Enter Vaerion Sinclair—enigmatic, powerful, and undeniably dangerous. He’s a devil with his own agenda, and unfortunately for both of them, his life is now tied to hers. Bound together by forces beyond their control, they must navigate an underworld of infernal corruption, supernatural crime syndicates, celestial politics, and a prophecy that could unmake reality itself. With time running out and enemies closing in, Asuriel must master the ink magic that flows through her soul, outwit devils and angels alike, and survive the war brewing in the shadows. Because the deeper she digs, the more she realizes… She was never meant to exist. And the other realms will do anything to erase her. - Darkly seductive, wickedly sharp, and laced with tension, this novel is an adult fantasy romance revolving around fate, power, and the dangerously thin line between love and destruction.

The year is 2494, and the world is not like the one we know now. Dominic Lazarus, a final year student is pressured by his friends to join the new MMORPG - World Conquest Online, the biggest and most realistic Virtual Reality Game in History. The Modern World is in a state of peace after recent conflicts between neighbouring kingdoms, but political strife is still high. With the World walking on a tight rope, will World Conquest Online give people the escape from reality that they desperately need. Join Dom as he tried to build his own Kingdom in the Wilds of World Conquest Online, as he tries to juggle his real life issues and those in game. As the Game slowly starts to take over not only his life, but the worlds, follow this growing cast on their journey. *Uploads are slow at the moment due to personal availability, expect a large increase in the new year*

Serafina is in a tournament to see whether she has what it takes to pass the God's trial she team up with Aiden a second year River too is a second year and Ryker decides to side with Alisha. Because his friends sides with her he isn't accepting of that so he decides not to follows them in with tournament he just stands by himself so as in a tournament Alisha sees Serafina and thinks better chance to take her out. Serafina is passing through the siren river so as she's like passing on top the tie rope while using her light magic to balance herself out. Alisha thinks perfect timing and her men aren't here to help her out Alisha who has the power of earth. Serafina sees her and tries to withdraw before the tight rope is cut she like tries to pull herself away and but Alisha make her lose her balance Serafina reinforce the tight rope just then she loses her balance and she tries focuses her magic on her balance which gives Alisha time to cut the tight rope. Sera starts to fall and the sirens are not to be messed with because immediately you fall into water. You'll be eaten up alive no one really knows why the sirens are used because 50% dies just at this race to the finish despite they usually use the siren river. Serafina starts to fall like then she sees Ryker as she's falling his face is filled with worries and he calls her "Sera" and he tries to reach for her but she's already falling and as she falls she stares at him and says so that's when he looks at her with that expression when she's about to die. She closes her eye thinking of of what happened her not still finding out who her real family is and leaving her mortal family despite her making an oath that. She's going to get back to them be it two or four years then as she falls into the water and she tries to swim but can't she uses her water magic to create a force field just then her backs begin to ache. She tries to swim but her backs feels like something is like weighing her down and the siren begins to come singing the mermaid song. Next everything brightens up then suddenly her wings sprout out and she sour's through the sky rainbow aura emanating shining over the arena.

“Shhhh, don’t make a sound, baby.” Her mother’s voice trembled as she knelt before her. Her eyes help an emotion that Clara didn’t quite understand. All she knew was that she needed to listen to mommy. “You need to be very silent baby” Her hand caressed her shoulders; somehow it felt like she was trying to soothe herself and not the little girl. “You’re going to go straight and follow the path daddy showed you,” her mother met her eyes now looking very serious.” Don’t let anyone see you, nobody can see you.” Her face had herded now showing ow imperative it was that she should not be seen. “You can do this for Mommy, right?” The mother was now on the brink of tears. The little girl nodded her head, her big eyes still holding a hint of confusion. She would do as Mommy asked, even if she didn’t know why. Suddenl,y a pair of strong hands lifted her up, her father’s hand, he gave her a tight hug before pushing her into the vent. The last thing she saw was her mother’s trembling smile as mettle began to flow from her mother’s hand and sealed the ventilation shaft permanently. The couple shared a glance before rushing away at inhuman speed. Clara lingered before following the instructions of her mother. That was the last she saw of her parents. She always blames herself for what happened. If only she was strong enough. So she chose to follow her mother’s word She would be silent at least until she was strong, strong enough to avenge them. Till then, she’ll be silent, watching, plotting for the demise of her enemies.  

Some chapters are r18+ (Read with caution) Killa, the orphanage, is one of the five children who was rescued by the head of Lysander. They become siblings and bond by name but not by blood. Killa slowly learns what suits her soul; the Lysander business doesn't suit her goal; killing, blood, and death. Her ambition and cold mercy take her away from the family. She patiently experiences the freedom she craves, the long journey that copes with her phase by phase, love, heartbreak, friendships, etc. But the string that tight Lysanders together is too strong, called it fate, past, or rage, whatever it may be, dragging her back repeatedly. "I don't know what freedom really is anymore. I just want to live a life and do whatever I want. I crave it so much, but after I met him, he made me find my other self that I never thought I could be. I enjoy every minute with him. It's just—staying with him—being with him. That makes me not want to look or seek other things anymore. Perhaps he is my freedom." Killa says, 'I couldn’t believe what she had said to me, not just her past but knowing her feelings. I couldn’t care less about what she had done. Even the past was haunting us, but my heart and mind, body and soul seemed to focus on her, only for her.' Eamon thought,

“Help me..” Sloane slurred, she barely felt the pain, her body was numb, her hands trembled as she pressed them against her stomach. Something is wrong. Her vision blurred and then she heard footsteps, heavy and desperate. She lifted her gaze and saw him, her mate. “Ryland…” She lifts her hand weakly, reaching for him. He’s here. He can save her. Ryland’s gaze lands on her, his face pale as he takes in the blood staining her dress. His jaw clenches. For a second, she thinks he’s going to come for her. But then his eyes shift. Past her. To the figure trapped behind her. Celeste. Sloane watched in horror as everything about him changed. The tightness in his expression melts away, replaced with relief. Ryland rushes past Sloane like she’s nothing. Drops to his knees before Celeste. “I’m here. I’ve got you.” His voice is full of warmth—love. A love he never had for Sloane. Ryland grabbed her hand instantly, holding it like she’s his entire world. Sloane couldn’t breathe. “Ryland,” she chokes out, her body shaking. “Please… help me. Our baby..” He doesn’t even look at her. “I won’t let anything happen to you, Celeste. I should have chosen you from the start.” He picked her up, ready to walk away. Sloane tried one last time, her voice weak. “Ryland….please..” Ryland paused to look at her, his gaze flickered to the blood that trickled down her legs then walked away with Celeste clinging unto his arm. ~~~~~~~~ On the day of Sloane’s long-awaited mating ceremony, her world shatters. When the pack is attacked by vicious rouges, Her mate and pack alpha is forced to choose between his mate Sloane and his first love, Celeste. Sloane’s sister. Ryland doesn’t hesitate to choose Celeste, and Sloane’s left to die in the brutal attack. Sloane barely survives, only to wake up to a far greater nightmare. Framed for betrayal. Stripped of her title. Exiled. But the goddess is done with her yet.. As she’s dragged to the borders, Alpha Alexander returns. The true heir. The ruthless warrior and Ryland’s older brother. The moment he lays eyes on Sloane, his wolf growls one undeniable word. Mate. Alexander has returned to reclaim what’s his. His pack, his title, and now, her. But Sloane has learned the hard way that mates can betray, and this time, she refuses to be weak. Because if Alexander truly wants her, he’ll have to fight for her.