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He found himself in a war that he never was a part of, betrayed by the very ones he valued and trusted the most stabbed him in his back. At least, dying and being betrayed, wasn't the end of his tale. He was reborn in a new world, where he could finally use his calculative and witty nature to achieve greater things. Whispering to no one in particular: Well... where to begin," he mutters, already halfway across the room piercing through the shadow into the abyss vanishing as quickly as he appeared bending the shadow moving in a chaotic frenzy. Malcolm doesn’t chase revenge. He orchestrates outcomes. He doesn't need an army. His wit is sharp enough. His shadows are loyal enough. And while the world spins blindly, Malcolm plays for something more. Change. Power. Control. Maybe change the world all while sitting at home. Yes the story of Malcolm—The-Unchained shadow— the lone man who wanted all the world had to offer, the man who changed the world all while being a faint whisper in the shadow. Or so he thought.... One of his most trusted friends told him one thing trust no one. And never let your guard down, especially to those who get too involved in his day to day life. Malcom silently reflecting "funny khazer you once told me an honorable man isn't defined by the works they do today but a man is defined by the life he leads himself and those around him towards." If you and I met again you'd probably say "You can cut out all that worrying you're doing it's not getting you anywhere. What you need is some sake as long as you're paying right "
justice_singleton · 7k Views

I Kept A Journal And Became A GOD

Su Hao was given an impossible gift: infinite reincarnation. But the gift came with a curse. No matter what world he was born into, no matter what family he had, no matter how hard he tried to survive—he could never live past the age of five. Beasts, war, sickness, hunger, monsters, murderers… the worlds he entered were never kind to children. Again and again, Su Hao died before he could even grow up. So he set one simple goal for himself. Survive. Become an adult. Life after life, Su Hao recorded everything he learned. Every death became experience. Every failure became knowledge. Every reincarnation became another page in his journal. Years turned into centuries. Centuries turned into millions of years. And through endless lives, Su Hao slowly transformed from an ordinary boy cursed by fate into something far beyond human understanding. He did not inherit divinity. He did not receive a throne. He simply kept learning. He kept surviving. He kept writing. And one day, Su Hao discovered the path to becoming a god. I Kept a Journal and Became a God is the story of a mortal who used endless reincarnation, knowledge, and determination to break past the limits of life itself. Can Su Hao escape his cursed fate? Can a child who never lived past five truly reach godhood? Open the journal—and witness the rise of a man who turned death into his greatest teacher. ___________ Disclaimer -> I'm not the author of this novel. I'm just someone who's translating and plan to fully Translate this novel. Once I'm done fully translating this novel I will move on to other novels. If your enjoy reading this novel donations are appreciated: https://ko-fi.com/begs0
thyeyes · 169.9k Views

My father sold me to the Mafia King

"Oh... Daddy..." I moaned in loss, while he monitored my body's reaction with terrifying focus. He leaned his head toward my ear and whispered with a voice full of promise: "Do you think you're finished, Julie? Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name until your voice loses the ability to come out... I'm going to teach you what it means to belong to me." His fingers moved inside me with devilish skill; he inserted two fingers together deep into my pussy, opening them and moving them with a delicious cruelty, while his thumb ground my clit in fast, frantic circular motions. "Daddy... I'm going to squirt again... please!" I screamed in a daze, feeling the fourth ecstasy exploding from the depths of my womb and crawling toward my limbs like a wildfire. Robert didn't ease the pressure; instead, he increased the speed of his fingers inside me until the fourth shudder hit me like a hurricane. My body stiffened completely, my back arching until I almost broke, and I let out a long, resounding scream as I began to squirt my fluids profusely like never before. My fluids were gushing out, drenching his hand and the marble of the vanity, while his fingers were still inside me, increasing the violence of the ecstasy and making it last even longer. I was panting like a madwoman, my eyes clouded and seeing nothing, while Robert watched my collapse with a cold, triumphant smile. He didn't withdraw his fingers immediately; instead, he let me shudder as I reached my peak. Then, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear in a husky voice: "Four times, Julie... and your body is still begging for more from Daddy, isn't it?" ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted
Z_Hira · 552.1k Views