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Her Bloom Isn’t Red Anymore 1

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic If you want to support me please go in my ko-fi.com/taro13755. It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies maybe more followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker. Wilder. No longer red. I used to be soft. Gentle. Human. Now I wake up wet from dreams I didn’t have. Bite marks on my neck. Moans caught in my throat. Static in my ears. I flinch at mirrors. I glow when the moon’s full. And every time one of them looks at me — really looks at me — I feel the thorns growing again. They don’t touch me gently. They don’t ask for permission. They take. They bite. They bury themselves in the cracks I didn’t know I left open. And I let them. Because they fed me love. They crowned me with lust. And now power is breaking everything that held me still. This isn’t a romance. It’s a hunger. A reckoning. A memory that never died — even when I did. Ten butterflies or more. Ten lovers or more. Ten or more reasons I’m becoming something else entirely. And I am the bloom. The chalice. The girl at the center of the storm, still moaning for more. Please be nice to me — I write this for fun and just go with whatever comes to mind. I’m not a professional writer, and I’m not planning to be. I just enjoy writing, especially slow pacing and dragging things out. Sometimes I confuse the reader by not explaining whether it’s the past, present, or current timeline. So, read at your own risk! If you want to continue supporting me please go at ko-fi.com/taro13755.
Faithzero · 18.3k Views

The Garden Behind the Fence: Vigronesis

Before creation had a name, there was only God/The Everything/The Beginning/The Beyond, an ancient, unknowable Entity whose very existence overflowed with cosmic energy. In an act that was neither creation nor intention, God vomited out the universe—a violent eruption of stars, matter, realms, and consciousness. From this outpouring, countless worlds formed. Among them was Monsteria, the original Earth: a primal world of titanic beasts, ancient gods, dinosaurs, and intelligent monsters who ruled long before humanity. But Monsteria was not free. It was watched by The Worshipped, a transcendent being who maintained order between realms. The Worshipped feared the monsters' rise, their power, their evolution. And so, in an event later known as The Great Banishment, they forced the monsters away— some cast into hell-realms, some scattered across Otherworld territories, some sealed in forgotten dimensions,some stuck in The Under deep insides of Earth. some locked in slumber beneath the soil of the newborn Earth. With Monsteria emptied, God shaped a new destiny for the world. He created Adam and Eve, the first humans—fragile, curious, and filled with potential. Their existence angered The Worshipped, who saw humanity as a threat to the balance they had forced upon the universe. Humanity multiplied. Time marched The Worshipped created -Monsterization Super Symbiotes/Vigronesis to give Humans extraordinary abilities.these Monster wield at least 20 Techniques And Have one Convergence but..with a cost The Worshipped Chose to punish By Creating A Infection X That turns Monsters to INFAMOUS.although One Can gain control over their INFAMOUS Their 9 steps to becoming a Monster Superhumnae Symbiotee/Vigronesien 1.Aggresivness 2.Obseesion 3.Dizzines, Nausea 4.Bleeding from mouth,ears, nose, eyes. 5.urge to kill 6.Sucidal Appetite 7.Mutation 8.Mentally talking to your own subconsciousness. 9.Psychogical Terror. Monster Wombs-Small cursed beings put in humans to posses their bodies. Monster Fractures/Rhakkis-Animals, insects, bugs that have Supernatural Abilities from a ancient serum called Fracture appearing normal at first but transform for Battle. Ascension Pathway -a innate gateway domain that allows a monster to level up awaken there 30 levels who ever reaches Level 0 is deemed strongest but no monster has.A Calling Order is a divine ring that comes to a Monster Superhumnae Symbiotee after awakening. Evolvement/Up Stage -Monsterization Superhumnae Symbiotee/Vigronesien at the brink of Death,is put into a Caccon state and they come out stronger, smarter, faster. The Garden Codex -A Hidden Realm,Where Somehow A Ancient Relic Known As The White Blue Heart Pillar ,Guarded By The Fence A House In A Deep Dark Land, Haunted.By ... Something Unknown,No One Has Dared To step foot in that house or land not even Gods themselves afraid of It All.Some Years Later Redfern Ridge Was Built Near That Land, People And Tourists Started Filming Monstrous Sightings Of Creatures, Like Wendigos, Demons, Werewolves, People Going Missing, People Gave Nickname to Redfern Ridge they Called it The Supernatural Calling. The House Was Called The Garden Behind The Fence by locals. Years Later IN 2027. a group of superpowered teenagers team up to fight these INFAMOUS, because below the world is in a Apocalypse while the other is safe.They go through supernatural school life, dangerous adventures across realms and Worlds.THIS IS ENSEMBLE CAST Story no MC!!!!! GO To 2nd part sypnosis and YouTube channel copy paste the link below on ChatGPT and results BOOM!! Subscribe To My YouTube Channel For Charcacter Highlights and videos .I am serious or I in your closet tonight.i https://www.youtube.com/@THEMOYAVERSE.(tell me in the comments if you want a anime adaptation)
KINGNATHAN13 · 45.5k Views

The Cube Queen's Apocalypse Feast

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed
Reiya_Alberich · 468.9k Views

A Feast of Hands

…Fuck my family. The thought was the first thing to stroke into Ryckel's mind. He woke with a scream that died in his throat. Frantically breathing in and out, only to feel the warmth and dampness at him. Like he was breathing onto something too close. Not open air. Something was wrong. He knew this familiar feeling. He was wearing a gas mask. He coughed until every fiber in his body begged him to stop. He wasn't on a bed or anywhere close to the ground. Instead, he was dangling over an abyss by the edge of a cliff, wrapped in thick, black coils that dug right into his chest and thighs holding him like a macabre display. While all around him, there was nothing but a suffocating mist of red. "Of course it just has to be me." ------ Shout out to @scholarofyore0 for helping me out with the power system, really appreciate it. Also my release schedule is 2 chapters every weekday and just 1 chapter every weekend Do note, the prose style in my work reflect the POV of the chapter and yes, there would be POVs apart from Ryckel's. The prose style(s) would still be easy to read and understand. Like Ryckel's POV is more art based because he's actually an artist. The auxiliary chapter isn't also compulsory. If you like an aux chap that details the world and everything then it's for you. But if you don't, then you can just read the story itself. Info and all that would still be revealed naturally. Do be warned though, the aux chap is written and structured in a way that many writers on here don't normally do...
KeihatsuZero · 14.3k Views

Apocalypse protocol: the God tier system

The world didn’t end in fire. It tore. A Nexus experiment meant to study dimensional energy instead punched a hole through reality, unleashing Rifts, monsters, and mana into a modern world that had no defenses—and no second chances. Two months later, humanity is still standing. Barely. Quinn was supposed to be ordinary. Quiet. Observant. But exposure to the Nexus explosion changed him. He can feel mana—not as power, but as presence. Flow. Pressure. A language the world itself seems to speak.all thanks to the system he awakened amidst the Apocalypse. Riley survived the same disaster with no such sensitivity. No whispers of energy. No control over mana. Instead, his body adapted—stronger, faster, tougher—refined by pain, momentum, and instinct. Recruited into a Nexus training facility designed to forge weapons rather than heroes, they’re thrown into a brutal two-year training program alongside other survivors—some gifted, some altered, some already ranked far above them. Here, strength is measured. Growth is earned. And failure is fatal. As humanity regroups and fights back against increasingly dangerous Rift beasts, Quinn must learn to integrate a mysterious System that tracks—and judges—his evolution, while Riley is pushed to physical limits that threaten to tear him apart before he can surpass them. Rivals rise. Instructors test them. The gap between survival and supremacy grows razor-thin. As they climb the ranks. By the end of the training, only one thing is certain: The next wave would be filled with a threat greater than the monsters from the Rift and it won’t just test humanity’s resolve. It will decide who stands at the front when the world breaks again.
Legendcooker · 1.9k Views