Appalachian Trail

The century long war had just ended and humanity had managed to get their hands on alien technology, sending them years ahead in terms of technological advancement, fulfilling their hope of finding life outside their planet and their desire to dominate these extra-terrestrial existences. The effects of their technological advancement alone wasn’t capable of giving this result. The appearance of mutations which granted supernatural powers among humans was another boon giving them the chance to act out their darkest desires. Their joy took a dark turn when it was revealed that they were nothing more than livestock to the mysterious race, Xillthars, who cultivated them to that level. Like fattening livestock. Shortly before this dark turn of times was a forbidden creature, Kieran who had been born into the lowest levels of a society created by the greed of humans. To him, life had always been hard, but things got worse after the arrival of the Xillthars as he found himself on a trail of shocking discoveries about himself and the world around him.

{WARNING: THIS BOOK IS HIGHLY SMUTTY} "Run, little bird." His voice is a whisper of sin and smoke, curling around my body like chains I cannot break. I should run. I should fight. But I don’t. Because he’s already caught me. A rough hand grips my throat, tilting my chin up—forcing me to meet his eyes. Red. Burning. Ravenous. "You can try to escape, little wife," he murmurs, his breath hot against my lips. "But we both know how this ends." I am his. Bound to the Devil. Trapped in his Hell. Luciel—King of the Underworld. Predator in human skin. A monster with a smile that undoes me, ruins me, devours me. Every whisper is a command. Every touch is a punishment. Every kiss is a slow death. And the worst part? I want more. His fingers trail down my spine, lower, lower—until I’m arching, trembling, drowning. "Look at you," he taunts, lips ghosting over my pulse. "So desperate for the monster you fear." I should hate him. I should fight harder. But then his lips brush my ear, and he chuckles—low, dark, merciless, making me give in to his darkhold. "Good girl."

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

After the Guardian God's demise. Zack inherited his legacy. Zack is a driven individual who wields a lot of power. Will he follow the Guardian God's trail of footprints? Or Will he continue to forge his own legacy? He is intelligent, calm, and composed. When it comes to making decisions, he is decisive. In the world of Humans, Monsters, and other unknown species, he learns and grows. "I know you guys were the most powerful bloodline warriors dispatched to assassinate me. However, in the end, it makes no difference." With a slight smile on his face, Zack ridiculed. "Anything that stood in my way will be obliterated by my lightning," Zack added. "Lightning is Absolute!" ****************************************************** Current Plan- 7chaps/week. For more release, Vote with Power Stones. Target: 1st level- 100PS/Week. Result- 14chaps/Week. ******************************************************* Disclaimer: This is a Fantasy novel. Everything about this novel is Fictional. *******************************************************

Just as he wakes up in the hospital, Rhodes is driven to marry his dead fiancee. However, this ploy to steal his inheritance doesn’t work in their favor. Rhodes abandons his hollow life after losing his memories… to follow the trail of a mysterious man who appeared at his wedding. It leads him back to his unlikely hometown and the site of his first demise. Killian only wants a life of his choosing. However, his family’s self-instated mission as keepers of the spiritual realm keeps interfering with his dreams. His sole lucky stroke is running into Rhodes again. Riches, secrets, and ghosts converge in the new life they wove together. A ghost hotel attracts all kinds of spirits that might harm the people… or give answers to Rhodes’s strange amnesia. Will they balance everything in the two worlds, or will they cause one disaster after another? This is a work of fiction. All similarities to real people and events are all coincidental.

Five years ago, Li Xixi left abruptly, without explanation, for the United States, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions and a deep emotional scar. Now, she has returned to her homeland, seeking a fresh start, only to find herself inadvertently applying for a job at Shang Corporation—the company owned by her ex-boyfriend, Shang Cheng. Now the CEO of Shang Corporation, Shang Cheng is cold and successful, but he has never forgiven Li Xixi for her sudden departure. When they reunite, Shang Cheng treats Li Xixi with icy indifference, even making her work life difficult. However, as time passes, Li Xixi's resilience and competence begin to break through Shang Cheng's defenses, and the misunderstandings and emotional entanglements of the past slowly come to light. After countless struggles and emotional battles, the two finally resolve their differences and find their way back to each other. In the end, they walk down the aisle together, ready to start a new chapter of their lives.

When the port of Franik chokes on briny fog thick with the reek of decay, a witcher pierced through the heart by a pitchfork opens eyes that no longer belong to him—Bai Lang, a 21st-century zoologist, now inhabits this scarred body. Hired by a tavern keeper for three silver coins to dredge up a drowned earl’s bastard, he finds a spoon stamped with royal wax in the corpse’s bloated stomach. As fishing nets haul up indigo cloth fragments from the New World, the gallows creaks under the weight of its seventh “witch,” her charred ankles swaying above the harbor. Twelve letters bearing disparate noble crests steer Bai Lang toward a fractured silver sword’s trail: a sarcophagus in a monastery crypt weeps with a banshee’s lament, a cyclops’ birthmark glows upon a fishergirl’s collarbone in rhythm with the tides, and Crusader curses fester as sentient barnacles devouring sailors in a merchant ship’s belly. Yet the deadliest snare lies in the crown prince’s chambers—a unicorn tapestry woven from twelve bastards’ umbilical cords, every thread stitched with the witchers’ vanishing truth. Shrouded sails pierce the North Sea’s fury as the fabled Isle of Witchers emerges from mythic fog. When pyres of burning witches stain the horizon and the Pope’s dagger presses against a laboring mother’s fevered throat, Bai Lang clutches the final shard of silver and understands: the plague ravaging the Old World is no act of God, but a funeral orchestrated by New World capitalists and Old World theocrats. The last witcher’s blade, once plunged into monstrous hearts, must now carve an epitaph for the devils mankind has birthed—and bury an era in its silver grave.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

Dhruv Sharma was an ordinary man until fate dealt him a tragic end. Betrayed and killed, his soul transcends the cycle of life and death, reborn as Aryan Dev—a child blessed with divine powers. From the moment of his rebirth, Aryan finds himself entangled in a cosmic struggle between gods and demons, where his existence holds the key to balance and chaos. As he grows, Aryan uncovers secrets of his past life, mastering celestial abilities while forging bonds and rivalries in a world far beyond mortal comprehension. But his journey is fraught with peril—ancient prophecies, unforeseen betrayals, and an impending war against a ruthless demon clan threaten his destiny. To claim his rightful place among the divine, Aryan must rise beyond mortality, confronting both his inner demons and those who seek to control his power. Will Aryan fulfill his divine purpose, or will darkness consume his second chance at life?

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

Noah Carter, a 16-year-old orphan raised by his grandmother in Willow Creek, has always felt like an outsider. His world shifts when he discovers a cryptic letter from his late father hidden in an old Bible: “The hidden light is near. Trust in the Lord, and you will find it.” Determined to uncover the truth, Noah follows a trail of secrets—an ancient map, cryptic symbols, and a hidden temple beneath the town. As he digs deeper, mysterious forces try to stop him, warning that he isn’t ready for what lies ahead. With danger closing in, Noah realizes he’s caught in an ancient conflict that could change history. The Hidden Path is a supernatural thriller where faith, mystery, and destiny collide in a race against time.

In the sweltering heat of a Bangkok suburb, a new semester dawned on the public university, casting a spotlight on the city's most infamous clique: The Elite and The Tops. Renowned among students from various schools and universities for their captivating visuals, impeccable style, and intriguing aura, they were the epitome of youthful glamour and sophistication. At the heart of this tangled web were three individuals bound by a shared trauma: Siriporn "Siri" Ratanawong, the stunning 19-year-old architecture student with a secret she dare not speak; Ratchanon "Chan" Chaiyaphum, the charismatic law student with a penchant for painting and a hidden past; and Sarawut "Wut" Thongkham, the brooding medicine student with a talent for art and a soul tormented by guilt. Their lives had intersected in a tragic dance five years prior, when they witnessed the brutal murder of Siri's older brother, Chaiwat. The killer, shrouded in mystery, had left an indelible mark on their psyches, a scar that still throbbed with pain. As they navigated the treacherous landscape of university life, the past began to stir, like a serpent awakening from a deep slumber. The Elite and The Tops, sworn enemies since their private secondary school days, found themselves unexpectedly reunited at the public university. The tension between them was palpable, a powder keg waiting to ignite. Little did they know, their lives were about to become inextricably entwined once more, as the unknown killer began to weave his way back into their lives, leaving behind a trail of eerie whispers and unsettling memories. The scent of jasmine and smoke lingered in the air, a haunting reminder that the past was never truly buried. As the semester unfolded, Siri, Chan, and Wut would find themselves torn between their desire for justice and their need for survival. Would they be able to confront the darkness that had haunted them for so long, or would it consume them, once and for all?

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?

Excerpt~~ "Do you know how long— I have wanted to do this?" When he spoke up, his voice was husky, a mixture of desire and sincerity. Matching with the look in his eyes. Sending this strong vibration across her body. "From the very time I saw you, walking down that aisle, dressed to kill. And all I could picture at that moment was how to get my hands on you." A smile lit up her face as her heart made a joyful leap at his words. She felt that fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach. Hot blood ran down her spine, as she lifted a hand to stroke his cheek to be certain he was real and not some hologram before leaning forward to trail a simple and soft kiss on his hard- chiseled chin. This is where she wanted to be, in his arms. Safe and secured. "Now that I think about it, I caught you staring at me that I almost lost a foot—- you literally were drooling on me." He laughed. His laughter was so rich, it sent her heart racing again. Out of the ladies I have acted alongside with, I have to admit— I'm not saying this to make you feel elated or to sound cheesy but it was what I felt at that moment. I felt that connection I had never felt before in all the female actors I have acted with. Truth be told, you are the best……" Synopsis~~ Jane Anderson was a rising star who was making waves with her acting talent, but at some point had to give up some big roles because of her boyfriend and it had always been her dream to act alongside a top actor, Toro Wilson. She finally landed herself a big gig to star as the female lead in a historical magical drama, alongside Toro Wilson. It was a dream come true. To celebrate the day, she ended up in a bar with her half sister who is also a rising actress and her friend. They partied the whole night and the next morning, Jane found herself unclad in the bar upper room and it dawned on her, she had a one night stand with an unknown guy but while hurrying out of the room, unknown to her, a camera was secretly taking shots of her. Soon, she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with someone she never expected. Amidst the heartache, she was accused of a crime she didn't do which made her give up acting. Situationship brought her close to the top actor, Toro Wilson, who for some reason had a trauma of laying his hands on women (touching women) Now the two grew closer and worked together. Jane has to beat all odds to rise to fame again while Toro helps her in every way possible. Note: The story might contain some mature contents so reader's discretion is advised.

Camila had spent her life in the shadows of the Silver Crest Pack, an Omega servant destined to be unseen—until fate intervened. When she turned eighteen, she discovered her mate was none other than Aiden Greene, the Alpha’s son and heir. For one fleeting moment, she thought love had rewritten her fate. But secrets have a way of unraveling. Betrayed. Framed. Pregnant. When a web of lies makes Aiden turn his back on her, Camila is left with no choice but to flee for her life. With Alpha Greene’s ruthless warriors on her trail and a deadly conspiracy threatening everything she holds dear, survival becomes her only mission. But running is only the beginning. As dark forces close in, Camila must decide—fight for the future she was denied or surrender to the fate others have chosen for her. Will she reclaim her destiny, or will the past destroy her before she even has a chance?

Gregory Evans is called to investigate a terrorist attack and discovers that a radical Islamic group has been recruiting young people to carry out attacks in various locations in New York and there is only one person who can help him in the investigation, an enemy from the past. In a journey marked by deaths and secrets hidden in political relations, Gregory Evans finds clues that will bring him face to face with a shocking revelation and the astonishing truth that we have ignored for so long. Racing against time, Gregory Evans and the Italian mafia enter into a frantic hunt for religious and political assassins, and unravel enigmas, following a trail that may lead to the secret lair where lies the only hope of saving New York City, before it collapses.

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Shac’s life is as ordinary as it gets, waking up, rushing to school, struggling through class, repeat. But his routine shatters when he receives a cryptic email: "Don’t forget about the Duck." At first, it seems like a harmless prank. Then he starts noticing a yellow duckling appearing in the same place, and a suffocating unsettling nightmare begins to haunt him every night. Each morning, the email arrives again, the duckling crosses his path, and the world feels a little less… real. As Shac digs deeper, he realizes these aren’t coincidences but clues to a greater mystery, one that threatens to unravel his life and his very sense of self. To uncover the truth, Shac must follow the trail of the Duck, but doing so might lead him to a reality he’s not ready to face.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.

Long ago, the wicked White Queen launched a brutal war of conquest, bringing the lands to freezing ruin. An entire generation was swallowed by the flame and horror of the Queen's War. It ended as it must: the White Queen was slain, her ambitions broken, her erstwhile kingdom shattered. It has been some years now since the news of her death, but the lands still bear the scars of her cruelty. And where humanity has retreated, fae, demons and other horrors have sprung up from the shadows. The young wizard Martimeos journeys through these cursed and shadowed lands, searching for a sign of his older brother, who disappeared into the fire and fury of the Queen's War. Joined by the mysterious swamp-witch Elyse, they must make their way through this dangerous world, uncovering haunting memories of the past. As Martimeos finds his brother's trail, he begins to wonder what sort of man he was, and whether or not the war had changed him. How far will he have to journey until he discovers his brother's fate? How long will he wander west? WANDER WEST, IN SHADOW is a slow-paced, classic sword and sorcery tale that takes place in a dark fantasy world of faded kingdoms and lost history. Magic in this setting is less powerful than in many other fictions, especially when Elyse and Martimeos are first starting out their journey. Discretion is the better part of valor, and it is often better to run than it is to stand and fight. If you are interested in a long story full of danger and mystery and some darker themes, where the protagonists gradually become stronger, this may be the series for you! I will post a chapter a day on weekdays here until the first book is finished. If you are interested, you could also check it out on Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/98391/wander-west-in-shadow-slow-burn-dark-fantasy

"I need you to take responsibility for taking advantage of me," his words echoed in her mind, like a haunting melody she couldn't escape. Was this big boss just toying with her? She initially thought so, until he began trailing her like a lovesick puppy, his eyes locked on her with unwavering intensity. All because of one steamy, reckless night, her once peaceful and uneventful life was now in shambles. She glanced at a dress at a store, and suddenly, it was delivered right to her doorstep as if by magic. She mentioned a favorite restaurant, and before she knew it, the chef was standing at her door, ready to cook her a meal. "Mr. Fleming, you're going overboard!" she exclaimed, her warnings falling on deaf ears, as futile as whispering into the wind. And just like that, the chase was on – the tail of a Wife-Chasing Big Shot had begun, turning her life into an unexpected whirlwind romance.

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person who sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going instinct, but one rule remained among the humans, "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world found herself embracing the very shadows that were feared by many. The shadow which always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, but she was also the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets which led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood the first to ink his fangs, had unbeknownst to him formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play toy to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart— or, the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.

"Xavier Damon x" They call him WIRLD The king of all gangsters, cold-hearted, blood thirsty and fearful his name is like a python just his name breaks people soul his presence 's like a devil wirld and untamed, anywhere he steps out from follows the trail of blood.he's not just a gangster but the youngest richest billionaire no one dares disobey his orders whenever he's around no soul dares move a muscle unless he says so, whatever he desires he gets not caring whoever gets hurts he doesn't know the word love,it's like the word of love never existed in his dictionary.he's arrogant, doesn't take shit,he's a drug addict Ever heard of the name "wirld" In Rhonda vile university They all know him,he has been the school top rebel That even the school authorities are afraid of doing anything related to him, he's the leader of the rebel group named "viking" he may be fearful but every girls dream as I've said, love doesn't exist in his dictionary he has eyes for no one and he live his life in bloody shadow what happens when Nicole Stark arrives at Rhonda vile university on a quest for one of his enemies, not that she has a choice in order to survive for her own stepsister mistakes she made a deal, she have to make the most richest known , fearful, dangerous, gangster, murderous and unpredictable to fall for her within a year, get his property, and break his heart but there's one rule: she won't fall for him

Ding [congratulations you have acquired the Celestial{God of speed}System] [Do you accept the term and conditions of the system] With a huge claw at his face ready to take off his head, sending him back to the dark abyss from which he had just arrived not so long ago, already accepting his fate for a second death. Henry saw a holographic screen flash in front of him, one that would change his new life for the better... or worse, seeing no other option in his current dilemma and with nothing else to lose. "Yes, yes i accept!" he screamed out with determination and hope that this might just be a miracle here to save him from certain doom,and indeed it was. [You have successfully acquired all the functions and priorities of the system,including its benefits and disadvantages] Henry saw the screen again but that wasn't all he saw to his disbelief everything in the surroundings including the ferocious beast trying to kill him, were now completely still with the lion's claws just a few centimeters away from his head. "Wow, i guess this must be part of the benefits the system granted," he exclaimed with surprise "But what about the demerits?" I guess we'll find out soon enough as this was only just the beginning. Now with his newly acquired "cheat" system in a new world he had just been reincarnated to. From an urban civilization to an even more futuristic, civilized urban utopia where magic and technology are well versed, Henry must find his true purpose in the new world as he discovers more beings like him both good and bad. And as he navigates his way to a better second chance, making new friends and encountering old foes courtesy of his predecessor. Going against both celestial entities and monsters from other realms and doing as he pleases, defying rules of the multiverses and discovering worlds beyond. "Or maybe I'll just kick back and relax in this New World." SNEAK PEAK! Henry stood face to face with the mysterious figure, their suits a stark contrast to each other. Henry's white and gold suit gleamed in the sunlight, while the other figure's black and purple suit seemed to absorb the light around them. A mask covered the figure's face, making it impossible for Henry to discern their identity. "You're quite the legend, Henry," the figure said in a low, gravelly voice "I've heard a lot about your skills." Henry's eyes narrowed. "Who are you?" The figure chuckled. "Someone who's been watching you. Someone who's been waiting for the perfect moment to strike." Henry's grip on his fists tightened. "What do you want?" The figure smiled, their mask glinting in the light. "I want to see how fast you really are." Without warning, the figure took off, their black and purple suit blurring as they sprinted away. Henry's eyes widened, and he grinned. "Game on!" he exclaimed, taking off after the mysterious figure. The two speedsters tore through the city streets, their suits leaving trails of distorted air in their wake. As Henry left a trail of gold lightning so did the figure leave one of purple. Henry's Nitro suit glowed with a brilliant white light as he pushed himself to his limits, his feet pounding the pavement in a blur. The mysterious figure was fast, but Henry was determined to catch up. He focused all his energy on the chase, his senses heightened as he navigated the crowded streets. The city became a colorful blur as the two speedsters clashed in a battle of velocity and agility. Henry's heart pounded with excitement, his mind racing with the thrill of the chase. Who was this mysterious figure, and what did they want? Henry was determined to find out. Crap! I wanted to write more but looks like I've reached the word limit. Sigh* Well I hope I've gotten your attention with all this, i like my summary to always look like a trailer, that's why it's so long. Anyways check more of these when you read my book and support, I'll appreciate. Gracias! Check my discord link in bio, join for more info.

Four friends bonded like brothers, facing the trails of the human and divine realm. Soon rule the world as kings, but one stands above the rest as the strongest to rule them all. Join Dr.Sun in his journey as he learns the secrets of his world and enter the divine. Learning the reason he was reborn as Frost the Prince of Calamity.

Lil Lisa was on the brink of marrying Gu Sheng, a billionaire infamous for his ruthless reputation and chilling rumors that surrounded him—specifically, whispers that he had assassinated four of his fiancees, leaving a trail of fear in his wake. His icy glare and unyielding demeanor had earned him a notorious status, causing many to tremble at the mere mention of his name. On their wedding day, after the celebration had settled into an uneasy silence, Lisa turned to him, her heart pounding, and boldly said, "Let's get a divorce." Her voice trembled with a mix of defiance and uncertainty. Gu Sheng met her words with an unsettling calm, his dark eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that left her breathless. "Stop talking about divorce," he stated evenly, each word laced with an authority that sent a chill down her spine.

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

Rule of seduction number four, set the stage and make sure it looks real, if you get caught up in your own web of lies all is lost. Walking past the said couple, accidentally my heels caught on the trail of my dress, and somehow I was in his arms, while half my wine glass emptied down the fine male specimen. Damn, what a waste of good wine. It would have done for other "coughs lightly", more sensual purpose. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Copyright Aquah-goddess Disclaimer: I do not own any of the pictures all credit goes to their rightful owner Warning: contains mature scenes enter at your own risk

Volume 1 #The infamous dark Alpha is my bodyguard# "I Blair, the third princess of Neblon, reject you as my Alpha..." She trailed off, No sooner had she said those words did she feel an excruciating pain in her chest that made her clench it hard.  Sad tears flowed down her cheeks as her gaze landed on the man whom she had loved with all she had, in despair. Why did it have to be like this? She had thought of living a simple and beautiful life with him alone. She was ready to leave everything behind for him, she was ready to forego her title as the princess... All for him and what did he do to repay her? He betrayed her. He betrayed every single trust she had for him, he shut her out of his heart like trash, and he treated her ruthlessly like how he did to everyone around him. If she had known, she wouldn't have fallen for him. She would have respited him the moment her eyes fell on him, she would have treated him like the animal he was but she was too late.   "I don't want you either" His heartless response came afterward, he hadn't even been fazed by her rejection.    Blair chuckled, she was laughing at her carelessness, her stupidity, her rash decision... She dragged her family and kingdom to hell just because of him. She was sure that Neblon would never forgive her, and her family would never forgive her for what she had done. -Volume 2- #The dark Alpha's salvation#   She wanted revenge on him, for destroying her life, killing those who were dear to her and those that were killed innocently. Out of everyone in the world, she hated and resented him the most.    "You are not my wife" He softly spoke, his gray eyes gazing at the hard hands in front of him. He knew the owner of this hand and he wanted her to reveal herself.    A taunting smile lingered on Blair's lips as she threw away the veil. She pointed the dagger close to his neck and pinned him to the large bed.      "Just who I thought it was" He breathed out as he stared into her eyes. Zephyr wouldn't have thought that she was this determined to kill him. She ruined his wedding by switching places with his bride just to have him killed. He must praise her.   "I won't let you off, I told you" She bellowed.  -Volume 3- See to -Bride of the shadows-