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The Curse of Poseidon

|SEASON 2 OF CLAXTON · BREAKING INTO TWO PARTS DUE TO SIZE| | WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM| The Octopus Man is growing stronger, and so is Tracey. Makenna must find her way to the Bermuda Triangle to protect the Human and Fairy Worlds before the young apprentice becomes the claxton he is destined to be. *** Since Makenna Delling discovered she is a Metamorphic Fairy, nothing in her life has been simple. Having just finished her sophomore year of high school, she and Tracey must travel to the undersea city of Atlantis to stop Tracey from falling victim to his own power... the power of the claxton. Ash, a Wizard Fairy, is on a secret mission from Coutarine Island to help them. However, the Octopus Man remains active and vows to drag Tracey to the Bermuda Triangle. Because of this, Ash must teach Makenna and Tracey Special Spells—spells that will help them win their battle against the Octopus Man. It is now even more crucial that Makenna becomes a Merfairy Metamorphic Fairy. The Human and Magic Worlds are colliding in an event similar to something that happened seventeen years ago. What does this event have to do with Makenna, Tracey, and Ash? How will the teens reach Atlantis without the Kraken destroying them before confronting the Octopus Man? Most importantly, will Makenna ever find her long-lost family member? *** *First written in 11th grade.* *Main trope: Friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style resembles screenwriting, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!*
CroodsGirl · 3.9k Views

After Rebirth, I Became The Queen Of Utopia In The Beast World

Rebirth after death is already a miracle… But rebirth as a rabbit, the prey of both low-rank and high-rank beasts? Now that’s not even luck, that’s punishment. Linda Ein is born again—but in the Beast World—as a tiny, fluffy, high-value snack in a world full of predators. She discovers that the beastmen here suffer from a strange disorder that makes them shift uncontrollably between human and beast depending on their emotions, instincts, stress, or even random habits. They have no idea why this happens. But they assume it’s because their world lacks females, and that various mates for each of them will magically “fix” everything. Unfortunately for Linda and fortunately for them, Linda—now a rabbit—is the rarest female they’ve ever seen.  But Linda had one advantage no other creature had: in her previous life, she came from a family of generational zoologists, people who studied animals and passed it down to their offsprings the way other families passed down carpentry or smithing. She knew animal behavior, instincts, patterns, tricks. And this Beast World was simply… a very large, very chaotic research site. So when the beastmen begged her to stay, she lifted her rabbit ears and declared: “Perfection begins with giving me my own house.” “Done!”
“I need a store too. Beside it.” “Done!” “And… a generous supply of carrots delivered regularly. Two trucks a week isn’t bad.” “…..Done!” “Also, someone please tell that 1000-year-old flying snake to stop circling my roof.” “…” Suddenly, beastmen of all tribes are lining up, begging her…. “Queen Rabbit, please stay with me so I can stabilize!” “Me too!” “I want your presence too!” “Queen Rabbit, choose me!” Linda raises a paw. “Enough. I hear you. But this Queen Rabbit is a STEPMOTHER now so,….”
LindaLight · 1.3k Views

Ultima's Bite!

In a world scarred by the rise of biomechanical warfare and the shadow of an enigmatic syndicate known only as Ragnarök, one girl stands at the edge of revolution. April, a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old living in the fractured remnants of a future society, hides a past drenched in trauma and secrets. Blinded and deafened during a harrowing attempt to escape her abusive father—a man who destroyed her family—April is forced into a life of silence and darkness. But everything changes after an experimental surgery implants nanotech into her skull, technology far beyond anything humanity should possess. Now, April sees without eyes and hears through a new kind of sense. The nanotech has awakened a dormant potential in her—a  sigil etched behind her head shaped like Two-angelic wings. It’s not just a symbol. It’s her Gear, a powerful combat system linked to ancient animalistic and Zodiac powers—each wielder embodying a creature of legend. When she joins a covert organization aiming to dismantle Ragnarok, April discovers she’s not alone. Other Gear wielders now fight beside her. Read às April navigates brutal missions and highschool halls alike—where rivals like Tessa Lane threaten her sanity with cruel mind games—she must balance normalcy and the battlefield. Every encounter pushes her closer to the truth: about her powers, her family, and Ragnarök’s true purpose. The deeper April digs, the more the lines blur between ally and enemy. With Ragnarök’s agents—like the cold and calculating River Hoss—looming on the horizon, April must decide who she’s willing to trust, who she’s ready to fight, and how far she’ll go to protect what little she has left. The world doesn’t need a hero. It needs a weapon. And it just found one.
The_Unique_Nin3 · 1.2k Views

100 NIGHTS OF SIN

He shoved his ten-inch cock into my throat the second the door clicked shut behind him, no hello, no name, just my lipstick smearing down his shaft while I gagged and drooled like the greedy slut I came here to be. That was Night 1. By Night 100 I’ve had every hole ruined in every city on the map. I’ve been bent over marble balconies while strangers pounded my dripping cunt so hard the champagne glasses rattled. I’ve woken up with dried cum crusting my eyelashes after letting five men take turns painting my face until I couldn’t open my eyes. I’ve had women tongue-fuck my ass while their husbands slammed into me from behind, my screams muffled by a pillow soaked in someone else’s perfume. I’ve been tied spread-eagle to hotel headboards, dripping wax and welts blooming across my tits while I begged for more. I’ve ridden faces until they nearly suffocated, come so hard I blacked out, and still opened my legs again the moment the next keycard slid into the lock. One woman. One hundred nights. One hundred strangers who never learned my name and never will. They only know the taste of my cunt, the sound of my moans when I’m stuffed airtight, the way my back arches when a thick cock splits me open and another one forces its way down my throat at the same time. I booked every room, left every door unlocked, and took every filthy thing they gave me, harder, deeper, rougher each night, until my body became nothing but a dripping, trembling, insatiable hole for pleasure. This is the diary of those hundred nights. Read it if you dare. I already lived it, and I’m still wet just remembering.
DaoistX4XK0e · 1k Views