vulture

Twenty of the world’s most dangerous figures. One syndicate. And at its center, Daniel Cross — one the richest man alive, controlling billions in oil profits without ever touching a refinery. As global power shifts through contracts, pipelines, and secrets, even the world’s deadliest intelligence agencies can only watch. In this game, knowledge is a weapon, and loyalty is currency.

In a world where one's destiny is forged by the spiritual energy of the heavens, Wei An was born cursed. His "Withering Root" is a spiritual void, draining the life from all living things around him, making him an outcast feared by all. Useless. Powerless. Alone. But a chance encounter with a dying celestial beast reveals the terrifying truth of his "curse." His root doesn't destroy Qi—it devours the lingering essence of the dead. Battlefields, tombs, and execution grounds are his sacred cultivation lands. Every life that ends near him is a stepping stone on his path to power. To the orthodox sects, his methods are the ultimate heresy, a demonic art to be purged. To the demonic cultivators, he is a resource to be consumed. Hunted by all and understood by none, Wei An must walk a lonely path paved with moral decay, turning death itself into his weapon. As he navigates a world that wants him erased, he must ask himself: To gain the strength to protect himself, will he become the monster everyone believes him to be? Or will he forge a new Dao, one that balances on the razor's edge between life and death?

"The end of journey means the start of another one." -Book of Felicity "Reliving and experiencing a life that I abandon. What a predicament." That's one of the thoughts she had. Someone who only desires a normal life, yet that desire was not for her to gain. Died once and relive the life that she almost hated. Drown from loneliness, exhausted and bearing all the duty she had never wished for. Unexpectedly between those years, she found such people that she always hoped to protect and watch as they grow. Saving a life she had cherished is a normal thing to do, even sacrificing something she had...is the most treasured moment she could remember. ("Sometimes reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey." -Vera Nazarian) She thought that her journey was once ended, thus another journey is now starting to call her. A journey that she thought she ended but the truth is, it was just an unfinished journey that she tried to abandon. ("Sometimes it's the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination." -Drake) As she was trying to resolve everything, she suddenly found a friend, a companion, and good people-what will be her life now? Can she find the answers to all of her unanswered lingering questions in her heart? For her, this is another journey where a life full of mysteries that are needed to unravel. Like a thread of fate, that binds up her heart.

R/18 No Rape, vulgar language and descriptive gore As the celestial orb descended beyond the distant horizon of the alien planet, casting a surreal interplay of purple and green hues upon the sprawling battlefield, an ambiance of eerie beauty enveloped the scene. Amidst the ethereal floral decorations that adorned the blood-stained terrain, the combatants stood poised for confrontation. Among them was Lyric, a figure of imposing presence, exuding an aura of quiet confidence amidst the chaos that surrounded him. Opposite him loomed the formidable silhouette of the man, his countenance marked by a stoic determination that betrayed no hint of apprehension. Beside him stood his son, a mere youth, his expression a canvas of fear and uncertainty. Lyric, undeterred by the weight of the moment, stood tall and resolute, his gaze unwavering as he prepared to unleash the power of his words upon his adversaries. With a subtle gesture, Lyric beckoned forth the latent potency of his lyrical prowess, weaving a tapestry of rhythmic cadence that resonated with the very fabric of existence. "You could never vanquish me," he intoned, his voice reverberating across the battlefield with a haunting certainty. "Blind are you, that much is clear." As his words hung in the air, a palpable tremor of energy surged forth, distorting the boundaries of reality itself. The man and his son, momentarily ensnared in a maelstrom of confusion, faltered in their resolve as the inconceivable began to unfold before them. Suddenly, with an explosive eruption that shattered the tranquility of the scene, the ground beneath their feet erupted in a cataclysmic display of otherworldly light, engulfing them in a blinding inferno of chaos and destruction. When the tempest of tumult subsided and the echoes of the cataclysmic event faded into silence, Lyric stood amidst the aftermath, a solitary figure amidst the wreckage of battle. Yet, there was no triumph in his demeanor, no exultation in his victory. For in a world where words held the power to shape reality, the consequences of his utterances weighed heavily upon his conscience. As he surveyed the desolation that lay before him, Lyric was acutely aware of the toll exacted by his invocation of power. In the delicate balance of existence, where the whims of fate hung in precarious equilibrium, every syllable carried with it the potential for creation or destruction. And amidst the spectral glow of the purple and green floral adornments that swayed gently in the wake of the storm, he pondered the profound implications of a truth that transcended the boundaries of mortal comprehension: that in the realm of his domain, his word was law. - y’all enjoy! this will be something.. different, but let’s see how it turns out In a world where power is everything and danger lurks around every corner, a man named Lyric finds himself thrust into a mysterious realm with no memory of his past and no record of his existence. Unbeknownst to him, Lyric is not just any ordinary being; he is the fragment of a greater soul, a mere piece of his true self known as Varaoh, who watches from afar as Lyric embarks on a perilous journey. Armed with the enigmatic "Lyrical Vulture System," Lyric navigates this strange world, using the power of poetic verses and rap to overcome the myriad obstacles that stand in his way. Each verse he crafts unlocks a fragment of his true strength, but at a cost—only by fulfilling the lyrics' demands can he harness his full potential. As Lyric traverses through realms filled with treacherous landscapes and formidable foes, he encounters allies and adversaries alike, each drawn to the aura of power that surrounds him. Yet, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Lyric grapples with the existential truth that even with his unmatched might, loss is an inevitable part of life. Driven by a desire for answers and a thirst for adventure, Lyric embarks on a quest to uncover the secr

Sakura has lived a life of war time, Her mother is the Surpreme Diety and she is a princess. She was born from the goddess race the race of angels with holy powers, The person she loves named Akuma Is of a different race, he is apart of the Demon race and his father is the Demon King. Because of there backgrounds they are not allowed to be together. Shortly after a war starts called the Holly war, This is Saura's past life, She was killed along with Akuma and was reincarnated and given another chance. This Novel is contained of two stories fitting together to be one, Her past life, And the ending to her previous life. Sakura in her previous life, (Sorry means current.) stops the holy war and ends up with the one she loves. She had to make a very difficult desion. She has to kill her own mother. There is no place for A God on Earth. She she needs to be sent back to Purgatory. Akuma and Sakura take the thrones where they can be happy, Can Sakura finally let go of her past life where she and Akuma were killed because they failed to defeat the two Gods?

Set in the 16th century in southern Bohemia, this poetic play follows the adventures of Kazimir, a cunning rogue who roams the world, assuming the identities of others to conceal his true self. Along his journey, he encounters a pure angel descended to Earth, embodying innocence and virtue. Contrasting this celestial being is a lustful and envious pastor, whose desires and jealousy drive much of the conflict. The story weaves a tapestry of love, hatred, and fiery passion, exploring the depths of human emotion.

"Your father, oh no, let me rephrase that. Your brother sold you out to me. Basically, your body, you soul, I don't care about your heart, is all mine. You belong to me because I owned you now." - Caleb Elysian Lexington Group of friends betrays each other for their reputation, image, and the truth. One secret got revealed and so on and so forth, more deep confidential matters will divuldge.

Dive into the murder mystery and see if you can put the puzzle pieces together.. What could possibly go wrong for a 17 year old girl that to on her birthday? Chloe Doesn't realise how much special she is. After her father's death, there were only two people she could rely on, her mother and best friend. But destiny always plays its role and brings Chloe at the cross-section of roads towards lunacy and sanity Be ready for a roller coaster ride of tortures and dilemma and heartbreaks She is vulnerable, but are you?

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.