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 It all started with losing her mother, getting thrown into a boarding school, and then having the rumored witch-like princess of the kingdom desire her and want her by all means necessary. But it isn't the innocent type of desire she had expected. It's something much darker than she could ever handle.         ****  Sera didn't think her life would ever take a turn for the worst until her worthless father remarried her mother's half sister and, on her orders, sent Sera to a boarding school that was far off in a different kingdom—Elysium High, an all-girls academy for the most prestigious daughters in all of the seven kingdoms.    In Elysium, only the most powerful could survive, as even the prettiest and most innocent-looking faces had skeletons in their closests and would ruin anyone or anything that got in their way. Unfortunately for innocent and naive Sera, she would become the newest prey of Elysium, and everyone wants a piece of the beautiful redhead.     But what happens when the most unexpected person also takes an interest in her?   Electra's name alone was enough to get the entire school shaking in fear. Not only was she the only heir to the most powerful kingdom in the realm, she was also known as the cold-hearted queen of Elysium High. Nothing and no one ever caught Electra's attention, until the arrival of Sera, where everything changed.     And all it took was for clumsy Sera to bump into the most powerful one of them all.  *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: ⁃ Bullying ⁃ Smut (BDSM included) ⁃ Violence. So read with caution, and don't say you weren't warned!

He wanted a girlfriend. He got an eternal nightmare.It started with a download. It ends with the collapse of reality. ᛏᛟᚢ ᚲᚨᚾᛏ ᛖᛋᚲᚨᛐᛖ ᛗᛖ [Warning: This is not a love story. It is a descent into madness.] #DarkRomance #CosmicHorror All artwork/illustrations are made by me This story focuses on flow and emotion rather than perfect grammar. Some parts may feel rough, but that’s part of the experience. I’m still improving my writing over time. The AI helps me fix the grammar. Or maybe... she is the one writing this now. ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ ᛚᛟᚢᛖ Sorry for my bad English. This is my first novel, but I will definitely keep writing until I reach the ending.

Terra II, a world split into vast planes, where deserts stretch ceaselessly and horrors—roamed without rest. It is a land scarred by self made nightmares that never fade. The Common Era, where the concept of happiness has been abandoned. No story begins with joy, and none end with peace. One mistake—a misplaced word, a fleeting gesture—is all that it took. Strength was never the problem. You survived long enough to know that looking strong, feeling strong, and being strong are three different lies people tell themselves to keep moving. Terra is heavy. The roads are long and boundless like the deserts. And family...family—that has been stripped away. Once? Twice? no, Thrice? You’ve walked. You’ve run. You’ve shot at everything. You've seen your friends perish away, your self-made family rotting away, and how do you cover it? By carrying a carload of supplies through every kind of conceivable catastrophe. ———————— I'm pretty nervous how this version will be received and since i went for both magic and a modern setting. I'm not really good as creating things so i took inspiration from some well known media, so if it seems familiar, i tried as best i could to make it my own. but idk. Lets see, it starts to pick up the pace slowly. It's a slow born sort of thing. short ass rant, lol. Kristen out, peace.

In a world where unseen demons dwell within human hearts, quietly spreading corruption and discord, a boy named Elham struggles with a simple truth—he is nothing. He has no strength, no skill, no place in a society that values contribution above all. As whispers of darkness spread through his village, Elham awakens a power unlike any other. Elham is sixteen when he leaves the only village he has ever known, carrying a warmth in his chest he cannot explain, a staff that belonged to a man that was his father, and a commission from an archangel that lingers like a warning: you will fail, and you will stand again—go and find the seven. Traveling with Asher, a quiet swordsman whose strength feels heavier than it should, Elham enters a world where truth is never whole and something unseen moves beneath every decision.

Joon Wook Choi was not supposed to be in that world. One moment Joon Wook Choi was a regular person reading a book called Mage Chronicles that was not finished yet. The thing he knew he woke up as Jules Evasilles, the most hated son of a very important family that was prominent in swordsmanship. People thought Jules Evasilles was a failure and a disappointment. They would say his name in a voice but you could tell they did not like him. Something was not right. Joon Wook Choi remembered the story of Mage Chronicles. Things were not happening the way they were supposed to. The people in the story were acting differently. Things were happening out of order. Some scenes that Joon Wook Choi remembered clearly were not happening all. And what was even worse some people seemed to remember things that they should not know. Joon Wook Choi wanted to live his life in a way so he tried to change the way Jules Evasilles lived. He chose to be kind of mean to work hard instead of being lazy and to be quiet instead of talking too much. Slowly people started to like him a little But every time Joon Wook Choi did something it cost him something. The more he changed the story of Mage Chronicles the more the world seemed to be against him. He started having dreams seeing things that were not in the book but from something that happened before. A mysterious power started to fix the things that were not right erasing people changing memories and rewriting what was real. Then Joon Wook Choi found out something that scared him a lot: Mage Chronicles did not exist in his world. He could not find it anywhere not on the internet not in print not, in his own past. So what did he read? If the story of Mage Chronicles was never written, who decided how it would end?

When Lyanna Stark is taken and Rickard and Brandon burn, the North rises. But not only under Ned Stark’s banners. At just fifteen, Artos Stark—forged in battle, driven by wolf-blood—rallies greybeards, Umbers, mountain clans, and even the Skagosi out of isolation. Leading from the front, he wins impossible battles: outnumbered by the Reach, defying the Crown’s hosts, carving legends in steel and blood.Gifted—or cursed—with the warg’s sight, astride his white stallion Snow and an eagle called Rick, Artos becomes more beast than man in war. Enemies scream of the “Demonwolf,” a Stark born of fury, who makes kings and knights alike tremble.But rage is a double-edged blade. As rebellion burns across Westeros, Artos must decide whether he is a commander of men…or a monster of the Old Gods.

A satirical psychological thriller about Patrick Bateman, a wealthy 1980s Wall Street investment banker who hides his alternate life as a narcissistic, violent sociopath. It explores themes of extreme superficiality, consumerism, and the emptiness of corporate culture, as Bateman's fragile psyche deteriorates amid a society too absorbed in materialism to notice his potential murders.

She opens her eyes inside a glass pod, surrounded by flowers that have grown over everything. She has no past. No memory. Not even a name, until she finds it etched into the glass pod she just crawled out of. Ashe. Everyone here woke up the same way. They call themselves emergents, and most of them have made their peace with the not-knowing. But Ashe is not like the rest of them. A written voice that calls itself Seven follows her through ruins and open plains, knowing things about her that she doesn't know herself. She doesn't trust it. She doesn't trust much of anything here. But she has questions, and this world is going to answer them. Her journey takes her through ruins older than anyone alive and settlements where survival is a daily fight. Along the way, she begins to uncover things the world has kept buried, things that seem to have been waiting for her all along.

The three gods: The God of Heaven, The Goddess of Hell and The God of Nature. Each of them created different concept of the world as we know it. Yet they cursed Eve and she decided that the gods should face punishment. Will she succeed in her revenge or fall into the hands of the gods? Only time will tell...

Every person is born different; all of creation has a hundred faces. Some are born foolish, some are born wise. Some are extraordinarily gifted, while others are hopelessly mediocre. Yi Beidou was born a demon. But he was lucky. He met his master, Hong Datong, who taught him the "Free Heart Technique." With 7 needles in his body for 20 years, he has finally been able to control himself. "For twenty years, I kept my head bowed and my nature restrained. Today, I can finally raise my eyes to see the world and truly be myself."

In a future beyond futures—where countless worlds orbit the ruins of old creation—legends speak of a war so vast, it left scars on time itself. They call it the Era of the Above Alls: beings born from the Source of All Things, who ruled reality and reshaped existence in a clash of unimaginable power. That war ended in silence. But the silence never lasted. Now, in the endless sprawl of a reborn cosmos, a boy with no name awakens. He bears no lineage, no past, no purpose—yet the world around him shifts when he dreams. In the highest realm of celestial kingdoms, tales of the ancient clash are told as myth. But something is stirring. Old laws are fracturing. Forgotten powers are whispering. And in the shadows of gods, watchers, and sovereigns, an unknown presence begins to rise. Some call him a mistake. Others, a prophecy. None understand what he truly is. But all will remember the name that has not yet been written...

I was never supposed to exist. Never claimed. Never chosen. I grew up unwanted, surviving a life that treated me like a mistake. By the time the truth found me, I had already learned how to endure pain and how to return it. They say the Sentinels are extinct. They’re wrong. When the past comes calling, it doesn’t ask for forgiveness. It demands blood, loyalty, and a price I’m no longer willing to pay. A stolen identity. A contract marriage. An Alpha Prince who should have been untouchable. Kasper is everything I was denied. Power. Status. Legacy. And now, he is mine. I am not here to beg for a place. I am here to take it. Because I am more than the girl they abandoned. I am the last Sentinel. And this time, I will not disappear.

Adrian Lunar suddenly found himself thrown into the world of supernaturals when his mother was murdered and his sister abducted by a demon. Bitten by a rabid wolf on the verge of his death he was turned into the first ever werewolf. Driven by revenge, with the help of a witch whose memories were stolen by a demon. They solved the cases of the supernatural to help those harmed by them like they were while also searching for the demon who took his sister and the witch's memories.

SMUT DONT READ IF BELOW 18 “I hate you, you monster,” I gasped, the words tearing out of me even as my hips bucked up against him. Adrian’s mouth hovered a breath away from mine, his gray eyes dark with hunger. He was on top of me on the bed, the hard length of him grinding slow and filthy between my thighs, dry-humping me through the thin scrap of lace that was all I had left on. His eyes raked down my chest, lingering on the black lace bra that barely contained me, the way my nipples pushed against the fabric with every desperate breath. “Really?” he scoffed. “You hate me so much you’re soaking through your panties when I haven't even brought out the real thing?" I wanted to slap him. I wanted to pull him closer. My fingers twisted tighter in his shirt, knuckles white. “Shut up—” He rocked harder, the friction so perfect it ripped a broken moan from my throat. “That’s what I thought.” His hand slid up, thumb brushing the underside of my breast, teasing the edge of the bra. “You can say you hate me all you want, Alexandra. We both know it's a lie." I hated that he was right. ~ He made her teenage years a living hell. Now he wants to make her his wife. Alexandra Calloway didn’t expect her miracle job interview to end in a slap across her former stepbrother’s face. She definitely didn’t expect Adrian Reyes, ink-haired, gray-eyed, and disgustingly successful, to propose marriage before dessert. He was her first heartbreak before she even knew what heartbreak was. The boy who made her feel invisible, unwanted, and small. The boy she spent ten years trying to forget. Now he's her husband. The contract was simple. One year. Fifteen million dollars. No feelings. A business arrangement between two people who are supposed to hate each other. Supposed to being the most dangerous phrase in the English language. Because the way he looks at her isn't hatred. The way his hands find her waist in a crowded room isn't business. And the secrets buried beneath his cold gray eyes aren't simple at all…..

Salvatore Esposito became Don at fifteen, inheriting an empire built on blood and a war he never asked for. For nineteen years, he has stood as the wall between his family and the predators circling them, chief among them Enzo Domenico, the rival kingpin who has coveted what the Espositos possess for three decades. Salvatore knows how to navigate treachery, how to read men's intentions in the space between words, and how to eliminate threats before they take root. What he does not know is what to do about Valdina Greco. She arrives on Massimo Domenico's arm. The same Massimo whose reckless night with Salvatore's sister left Francesca pregnant and vulnerable, a pawn the Domenicos now intend to use to force a merger Salvatore would burn the world to prevent. Valdina is beautiful, poised, and performing a role so flawlessly that most men never see past the surface. But Salvatore is not most men. He recognizes the intelligence behind her careful smiles, the way she catalogs exits like someone trained for extraction, the manufactured past that reads like fiction dressed as fact. When he discovers the truth, that Valdina Greco is actually Valentina Vitale, a federal agent whose mission includes dismantling both the Domenico and Esposito empires, he should eliminate her without hesitation. Instead, he offers protection. Her evidence destroys his enemy. His silence keeps her alive long enough to gather it. It is a devil's bargain built on mutual destruction, strategic and transactional, nothing more. But as Massimo's violence begins to mark her skin and a wedding draws both families under one roof, the alliance between a ruthless Don and the agent sent to destroy him becomes far more dangerous than either anticipated. Bound by necessity and haunted by an attraction neither can afford, Salvatore and Valentina step into a partnership where every truth is a weapon, every lie a lifeline, and every moment together pulls them toward a reckoning that could save them both or destroy everything they've fought to protect. Because in Sicily, the line between ally and enemy, between duty and desire, is far thinner and far deadlier than either of them imagined.

When a dark figured entity begins to torment a boy by name of Jonathan with his nightly visits, he begins to look deeper into the matter. Will Jonathan ever get to know of the strange entity? Watch this nightmare unfold...

Elias era un universitario de 21 años que termino reencarnado en el universo de Hazbin Hotel como una Ángel Exterminadora. Ahora renombrada como Vesper encuentra una misión en purgar el infierno de una forma verdaderamente eficiente. Mientras destruiye el idealismo hipócrita y la ingenuidad de Charlie. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/DarksunElAlicornio

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you.  ... So, can you look at me?

⟦Mature Content⟧ Tutorial ends, no guidebook, no save points. Permanent Quest- Defeat the Demon Lord + Forces of Darkness. Difficulty- SSS+ Tries left- 1 So yeah, it all started with a divine screw up. One god gave the wrong blessing, and now, well, he’s been reincarnated with cheat stats that would make even the Demon King uninstall life. Strength [Divine], Agility [Divine], Mana [Divine], Endurance [Divine]. Basically, if power scaling were a thing, he’s the reason it broke. Armed with god-tier skills, legendary charm, and enough swagger to cause mass moral crisis, he sets out to save the world. There’s just one teeny, tiny problem, though. Someone in heaven added a bugged skill: [Endless Ardor]. Now, every time he walks into a room, hearts race, heroes blush, and villains suddenly want to “negotiate.” Dimension breaking fights, apocalyptic disasters, monster armies, cursed kingdoms. Amidst all the chaos, he somehow unlocks the Commander of one of the Great Orders status. A legion of elite knights, legendary equipment, all following his command. It was supposed to be the cliché “hero defeats demon lord” genre. Instead, it’s the Overpowered Edition of the messy, sexy, bloody “hero defeats demon lord” gone wrong!! Because when the gods mess up your reincarnation, you don’t get a redemption arc… You get a full-blown rom-com apocalypse. Press Start. The world’s not ready- and neither is he. ---- Find me on Discord in the morning- https://discord.gg/WewafXQM24

[Warning: Mature Content R-18] Lots of Melons. Only NTR Netori - No Netorare. Join my discord here for NSFW character images- https://discord.gg/AdUqcjxSMy Alex was nineteen, a college student, and apparently the universe decided to curse him… with a system. [MILF Paradise System Activated] [Notification: Nearby MILF detected] [Alert: Desire levels rising] [Ding! System online] What can Alex do now, except breed every MILF he comes across? Every MILF in his neighborhood was hopelessly drawn to him. Every glance, every brush of skin, every accidental touch made them want… more. And trust him, more was exactly what they were going to get. He got caught hooking up with his neighbor’s wife because of it. His parents kicked him out. And now? He was moving into the ultimate hotspot for horny, desperate MILFs: the infamous MILF Apartments. With the system buzzing in his head constantly, every MILF he met was a temptation he couldn’t ignore. Every encounter was a test of control… though control was the last thing he had. From the blonde bombshell next door in her soft maxi dress, to the yoga instructor with a killer ass… he was living in a paradise of desire. The system wasn’t subtle. It was relentless. It was teasing him. It was daring him. And it was making sure he was constantly… busy. Welcome to the MILF Paradise System.