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Oh son of fire, your fire burns mighty and chaoric, but beware! One fine day, it's you who yourself will bring demise and turn yourself into still ashes of darkness. Never trust the storm, it won't soothe you instead it will only support your end. ------- Once upon a time, in a world of peril and turbulence, a world of nightmares as one might say. Two fine warriors were born. Warriors who were the beacon of hope, and hence they were expected to defeat the lord of the darkest nights. Yet after a few years, one succumbed to calling of the evil while the other remained steadfast to the path of divinity. But in the end, only one lives and the other begins anew, to embrace the untouched potential that wasn't achieved due to death. Once, failed and now? Determined to succeed! He will rule the world he was given birth in and possibly may also complete his old mission–to defeat the greatest evil that has his partner in its tendrils. ------- Read the chapters to find out what happens next!

All I wanted was to submit to his dominance.I desired his warmth around my body; his breath brushed across my exposed skin, and his frigid lips kissed me softly. I had a crazy fantasy about my lecturer. Indeed, it was. He kissed me, and I kissed him back. I seduced him, and he burned me in his flame. But the only problem we had was that he was my mother's new boyfriend, and our love would destroy both of us. *** Isabella, a 19-year-old spoil brat of a billionaire’s mother. She is a perfect example of beauty, she has a striking figure, with long, cascading red hair. Ezekiel, a 25-year-old who has his own business, besides being the heir of a famous university, he does part time lecture there. His physical presence was just as imposing as his reputation. At 6'3" with a diamond-shaped face, broad shoulders, and a hot figure. "Isabella's relationship with Ezekiel is, Ezekiel dates Isabella's mother and he is also Isabella's professor but she falls in love with him." [You can find the full novel on Alphanovel app]

my story and warning about mother hood

"A child is born from the union of a demon and a human, but as soon as the child is born, the mother separates him from herself. Now, he has grown up and is fully prepared to take revenge on both humans and demons."

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

So with my position on the bed, it meant that the book in my hand should be a notebook not a textbook. I dropped my phone and looked at my right . Low and behold! The tall and mysterious figure was sitting on my study chair and was looking at me the whole time . It uttered these words "hello mortal". I was startled and I was about to scream again. 'Don't let me knock you out again ,mortal'. When I heard these words,I knew I had to zip it and find a way to talk myself out of this situation. With my heart beating as a hunting mamma cheetah ,'who are you,no what are you' I asked. I am Thanatos. Mortal,your time has come. Come along now. What do you mean by my time has come? I am Thanatos,the god of death. The god of death? Wait ,so if you're here,does it mean that I am dead? Yes mortal,so you're coming on a journey with me to the underworld. There's no way that I'm dead. Anyways, Isn't Lord Hades,the god of the dead? Yes he is. Then why are you here? As my name suggests, I'm the god of death. Think of it this way, Hades controls the Underworld while I, Thanatos fills it with the dead,like you. Shouldn't a grimm reaper be here instead of you ? Yes,there should have but Hades said I've been lazing around for far too long and handed me this task. You're the first human I'm escorting personally to the other world so consider yourself lucky. I'm sorry Mr Thanatos, however I still don't believe that I'm dead. How else could I have used my phone and felt my blanket? Come with me. To where? To your bathroom and don't call me Mr. You can call me lord Thanatos or prince Thanatos 'Thanatos said'. As we entered the bathroom,I saw my body lying there unconscious.

In the kingdom of Denta, a 15 year old Nigel has always been plagued by a mysterious illness that left him weak and Isolated. As the storm's that have ravaged the kingdom for years grow stronger, his family abandons him and leaves him behind. With a storm approaching his hometown, Nigel and prepared himself for death. But the unexpected happened instead of dying he was reborn, the illness that plagued him for years vanished replace by a raging storm in his eye. Follow Nigel as he begins to uncover clues that suggest his sickness was linked to a darker family legacy and the true nature of his world.

It was the day of my death. As everything came to an end, I heard a voice, a voice that would ultimately decide both my suffering and my rise. [If you had enough time to play one more game, what would it be?] Naturally, I answered the one game that had been on my mind even before I found myself withering away on my deathbed. The War of Demons and Heroes. An adult game of epic proportions. **** Disclaimer 1. This is my second novel, so don't expect amazing quality; I'm still learning. 2. This is a slow-paced story. The story is written from Kayle's perspective and will have an emphasis on the characters and world around him. 3. "Is this a harem?" A common question from my previous novel, so I'll address it upfront: Yesn't. 4. If you decide to give my novel a try, first, thank you! Second, feel free to leave any thoughts or opinions in the comment sections and paragraph comments. The constructive criticism or inspiration I get from them is always welcome.

"From a botanical perspective, your mom is undeniably a total slut." Jialong shrugged and said nonchalantly. I brought the lemon tea to my lips and took a sip without any expression. If you think my next move was to throw the entire cup of lemon tea in Jialong’s face, you’d be wrong. Because what Jialong said was the unvarnished truth—pure and without a hint of exaggeration. No matter which academic discipline you examine it from, my mother, Meng Xi, 36 years old, is a woman steeped in debauchery to her very core. As Da Jun, who enjoys simultaneously taking her from behind while forcing her to sing "Conquer," once said, "Your mom’s brazenness is downright otherworldly."

After the great catastrophe began to appear in the world ‘others’ with unusual abilities. The people called these people the reichors. Some people feared them, considering them to be the spawn of sin. Others, on the contrary, exalted them and worshipped them as gods descended from the sky. But they all had one thing in common: fear of the lawkeepers. No one knew what these people were capable of, or whether they were people. Jacob was born and raised in the slums of the Lowercity. He wasn't hero at all, though he possessed inhuman agility. He just lived, dreamed, loved, until fate confronted him with the guardian of the law Davian Ambrose. Now they together will have to solve the mystery of the origin of reichors, find and neutralise the bloodthirsty kidnapper. But that's not all the trials the characters will face...

After Lin Xu's death, she realized the world she lived in was actually a novel. Her eldest son was a twisted villain obsessed with imprisoning the novel's heroine, engaging in dark and sinister "locked-room" games. Her second son was a morally dubious villain who would casually draw blood or harvest organs from stand-ins to save his "white moonlight" — the novel's heroine. And her only daughter? A hopelessly love-struck supporting character who revolved around the novel's male lead. "A mother's failure to teach her children is her own fault," Lin Xu thought after being reborn. Determined, she resolved to straighten out these rebellious kids. But before she could act, her eldest son's cold and intimidating face turned slightly red as he murmured, "Can you... pat my head?" Her second son turned away with a cold huff, his tone full of tsundere pride. "I... I’m not going home. But if you insist, I might consider it." Her daughter ran over and ruthlessly shoved her brothers aside. "Mom, come help me with this question~" Later, her two sons ended up in a full-on brawl over a bowl of noodles Lin Xu had made. The novel's heroine? Who cared about her when their mother was more important? Meanwhile, her daughter completely reinvented herself, determined that no male lead from any novel would interfere with her studies! The family became a harmonious and lively bunch. Then, one day, her supposedly deceased husband, who had lost his memory, suddenly reappeared. He cornered her against a wall, his eyes filled with struggle. "Even if you’re married, I still love you." Lin Xu pretended to be serious. "Oh? So what should we do about that?" He pulled her into a tight embrace, his voice deep and pained. "Divorce him!" Lin Xu chuckled to herself. "Alright, I'll divorce him right away." But when her husband regained his memory, he gritted his teeth and declared, "Divorce? Over my dead body!"

In a world where climbing the Tower determines one’s fate, I was granted the most overpowered skill in existence: Regression. With it, I can turn back time and undo any mistake. Death is meaningless. Failure is irrelevant. There’s just one "tiny" problem. [You Got a Paper Cut… Regression Skill Activated.] [You Stubbed Your Toe… Regression Skill Activated.] [You Missed a Step… Regression Skill Activated.] Every time I take even the slightest damage, my skill activates, throwing me back days before it happened. A papercut can reset an entire battle, and tripping on a pebble can erase hours of progress. Now, I’m stuck climbing a deadly Tower, where every step is a challenge, every enemy is ruthless, and every slip-up sends me spiraling into madness. I have a overpowered skill, but it kinda sucks.

I am an imperial bead, a bead designed only to kill Now what if I am known as a traitor, a traitor to the empire?

Takeshi glancing at the boys, determined "Stay close to me. I won’t let them take you." He tightens his grip on his weapon, every muscle in his body tensed and ready for the battle. Shauwa charges at Takeshi with a roar, his weapon swinging wildly. Takeshi meets him head-on, their weapons clashing with a loud, metallic sound. The boys watch in fear, huddling close to each other. Shauwa grinning wildly as he swings his weapon "Is this all you’ve got, Takeshi? I thought you were supposed to be strong!" He laughs, trying to taunt Takeshi into making a mistake. Takeshi focused, voice steady "You’re underestimating me, shauwa .That’s your first mistake." He counters Shauwa's attack with precision, his movements fluid and controlled. Meanwhile, Azdal watches the battle with a cold, calculating gaze. His eyes flicker between Takeshi and the boys, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Azdal in thought, planning "Takeshi is strong… but even he can protect the boys and fight at the same time. All I need is one opening…" Shauwa relentless attacks start to wear on Takeshi, but Takeshi remains focused. Suddenly, Azdal sees his chance—Takeshi’s attention momentarily shifts to the boys. Azdal seizing the moment, rushing towards the boys "Now’s my chance!" He lunges towards the boys, his weapon

NOTICE - In the process of being rewritten. ------------ A teen mom's soul merges with someone else's after a close counter with death. This is the life of this mom.

It all started when a virtual coin reached a value of 500k each, and has 130k coins in his hands. So John becomes a billionaire overnight, but he also encounters a series of problems caused by his money, where eventually relatives will appear even from under the stones to get some easy money.

Amid the bustling City of Keystone lies hidden groups and buried magic to unravel. What comes are changes in the stars that will shine upon myths and legends, but draw bigger shadows to their truths. It's all too much for Daniel Hart, who just wants to paint for others, but he finds his brush influenced by the slippery effects as maternal mysteries cling to him. WARNING: This is very much full of SMUT before it is mystery and magic. Lots of weird slimy shenanigans too!

Seeing this, the young migrant worker laughed even crazier and pushed me towards my mother. I couldn't help leaning forward and fell on my mother's soft body. Fortunately, I supported myself with my elbow in time and didn't press her. "Let's start! I'll let your son fuck you. You won't call the police, right?" After the young migrant worker finished speaking, his eyes revealed a fierce look. He pressed my head with one hand, moved the dagger, and pretended to cut my neck. "Stop!" My mother screamed. In the empty floors, even in the wasteland near the unfinished building, the sound echoed continuously, and it was particularly shrill when listened carefully. The young migrant worker sneered at my mother. But my mother could only bite her silver teeth and glared at him with fire in her eyes. After taking a few deep breaths to adjust herself, she asked coldly: "I agree to your request, but you must abide by the agreement."

A new year is about to start for Noah, A boy of 18 years old. He is the son of a billionaire, and he loves luxury, spending money, and expensive cars. His dad was unhappy about it and wanted to teach him something; he would need to live normally, work, and study. take a bus. Maybe then, he will receive some responsibility. And the mainly thing, he can't tell anyone about it. Can Noah survive in this world without his luxury life?

Damian Thorne, a 25-year-old struggling artist, leads an ordinary life in a bustling city—until the day he receives a mysterious letter from a long-forgotten relative. His estranged grandfather, a reclusive alchemist, has passed away, leaving Damian his secluded estate in the countryside. Intrigued, and with little to lose, Damian decides to visit the property, only to discover that his grandfather’s legacy is far more complex than he imagined. At the heart of the mansion is an ancient, hidden laboratory filled with cryptic notes and strange, alchemical equipment. Damian quickly learns that his grandfather was part of a secretive alchemical order dedicated to uncovering the Philosopher's Stone. His grandfather had been on the verge of a breakthrough—one that involved transmutation of not just metal, but reality itself. As Damian delves deeper into his grandfather's research, he starts experiencing strange occurrences. Time warps. Shadows move on their own. Old enemies of the order resurface, determined to seize the secrets Damian has inherited. To protect his life and the legacy of his family, Damian must master the forbidden knowledge of alchemy before it consumes him. In a race against time and enemies both seen and unseen, Damian discovers that the true power of alchemy is not in transmuting gold—but in unlocking the secrets of life, death, and the universe itself. However, every step he takes closer to mastering alchemy brings him closer to a dangerous truth: that some knowledge was never meant to be found.

A man unfortunately has his life cut-short, but he gets to reincarnate into a magical fantasy world, though, it seems it isn't as great as he expected.