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Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |My Ares System| -- Same Universe - |Warlock of War: My Ares System| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- It was an enormous tsunami that completely covered the sky, and due to its dark water, the sun had been blocked out. A sense of despair ran through everybody as they looked towards the peaked wave quickly crashing down. But was I the only one who noticed the massive sea monster lurking towards the front of the wave? CRASH [Requirments Met] [System has been chosen] [Your god has been selected] [System Granted] [Poseidon System is being installed] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- Cover Art was made by the wonderful sayerrri! twitter: sayeri_fe https://www.deviantart.com/sayerrri

[Avertissement : Contenu R18+] J'ai cru que j'allais mourir. Alors j'ai choisi d'être mémorable. Une nuit. Un verre. Un péché que je ne pourrai jamais effacer. Mais les hommes que j'ai rencontrés au bar n'étaient pas des étrangers. Ils étaient Le Trident... trois héritiers impitoyables de la Dynastie Corvanni, la lignée mafieuse la plus redoutée qui soit. Draven. Silencieux, impitoyable, un prédateur dissimulé dans les ombres. Lucian. Calculateur, d'une beauté envoûtante, un démon à la langue d'argent. Et Azriel. Sauvage, téméraire, dangereusement addictif. Ils ne demandent pas. Ils prennent. Et maintenant, ils me veulent... entièrement. Leur obsession brûle plus fort que leur empire. Leur toucher est interdit, mais je ne peux résister. Car plus je m'enfonce, plus cela devient évident... Je ne suis pas simplement leur désir. Je suis leur ruine. Extrait ********** "Cours si tu veux, Jade." Ce surnom roula sur la langue de Lucian comme une promesse et une menace, un nom que personne n'avait jamais osé m'appeler auparavant. Mon souffle se coupa, mes jambes tremblantes, mais avant que je puisse faire un pas, la main de Draven se referma autour de mon poignet... de fer, inflexible. "Tu crois pouvoir t'éloigner après nous avoir goûtés ?" Sa voix était calme, mortelle, envoyant des frissons directement jusqu'au plus profond de mon être. Azriel se pencha par derrière, ses lèvres frôlant le contour de mon oreille alors que son rire me consumait. "Ma douce, nous ne poursuivons pas ce qui nous appartient déjà. Et toi, petite Jade..." ses dents effleurèrent ma peau, "...tu appartiens au Trident maintenant." Les doigts d'Azriel relevèrent mon menton, son sourire malfaisant, dangereux, sculpté juste pour moi. "Dis-moi, Jade," ronronna-t-il, la voix épaisse de désir, "que veux-tu ?" La chaleur brûlait ma peau, mes lèvres s'entrouvrirent, mais aucun mot n'en sortit. Mon corps me trahit, tremblant contre le mur que formait le torse de Draven tandis que la main de Lucian traçait des cercles paresseux sur ma cuisse, taquinant, tourmentant. Le rire d'Azriel était bas, obscène. "Non, ma douce. Ne te contente pas de trembler pour nous. Dis-le." Son pouce caressa ma lèvre inférieure, lentement, narquois. "Dis ce que tu veux. Dis que tu veux nos mains, nos bouches, nos sexes... dis-le, et je te donnerai tout." Le souffle de Draven était sur mon cou, régulier, létal. "Attention," murmura-t-il, "une fois que tu l'auras dit à haute voix, il n'y aura pas de retour en arrière." Le chuchotement de Lucian glissa contre mon oreille, poison soyeux. "Et quand tu le feras, Jade, tu ne te souviendras plus jamais de ce que c'était d'être intouchée." Ma bouche s'ouvrit avant que mon cerveau ne puisse raisonner... "Je vous veux," murmurai-je. La main de Draven se resserra, les yeux de Lucian s'assombrirent, Azriel rit comme si le monde lui avait enfin remis son prix. Trois corps se pressèrent contre moi, chaleur et danger m'enveloppant comme une cage dont je ne pouvais m'échapper. Ne voulais pas m'échapper. Mon cœur me criait de fuir, mais mon corps murmurait la vérité. Je les voulais... Tous les trois. ********** Trois hommes. Une femme. Une histoire d'amour gravée dans le sang et l'obsession.

[Peringatan: Konten Dewasa 18+] Kupikir aku akan mati. Jadi aku memilih untuk dikenang. Satu malam. Satu minuman. Satu dosa yang tak bisa kutarik kembali. Tapi para pria yang kutemui di bar itu bukanlah orang asing. Mereka adalah The Trident... tiga pewaris kejam Dinasti Corvanni, garis keturunan mafia paling ditakuti yang masih hidup. Draven. Pendiam, tanpa ampun, predator yang tersembunyi dalam bayangan. Lucian. Penuh perhitungan, memikat secara menakutkan, iblis dengan lidah perak. Dan Azriel. Liar, sembrono, berbahaya memikat. Mereka tidak meminta. Mereka mengambil. Dan sekarang mereka menginginkanku... sepenuhnya. Obsesi mereka membakar lebih panas dari kerajaan mereka. Sentuhan mereka terlarang, tapi aku tak bisa menolak. Karena semakin dalam aku jatuh, semakin jelas... Aku bukan hanya keinginan mereka. Aku adalah kehancuran mereka. Kutipan ********** "Larilah jika kau mau, Jade." Nama panggilan itu meluncur dari lidah Lucian seperti janji sekaligus ancaman, panggilan yang tak pernah berani diucapkan orang lain sebelumnya. Napasku tercekat, kakiku gemetar, tapi sebelum aku bisa melangkah, tangan Draven menggenggam pergelangan tanganku... sekuat besi, tak bergeming. "Kau pikir kau bisa pergi setelah merasakan kami?" Suaranya tenang, mematikan, mengirimkan getaran langsung ke jantung hatiku. Azriel mencondongkan tubuh dari belakang, bibirnya menyapu telinga luar telingaku sementara tawanya membakar tubuhku. "Sayang, kami tidak mengejar apa yang sudah menjadi milik kami. Dan kau, Jade kecil..." giginya menggesek kulitku, "...kau milik Trident sekarang." Jari Azriel mengangkat daguku, seringainya penuh dosa, berbahaya, terukir hanya untukku. "Katakan padaku, Jade," ia mendengkur, suaranya kental dengan nafsu, "apa yang kau inginkan?" Panas membakar kulitku, bibirku terbuka, tapi tak ada kata-kata yang keluar. Tubuhku mengkhianatiku, gemetar menempel di dinding dada Draven sementara tangan Lucian menggambar lingkaran malas di pahaku, menggoda, menyiksa. Tawa Azriel rendah, kotor. "Tidak, sayang. Jangan hanya gemetar untuk kami. Katakan." Ibu jarinya menyapu bibir bawahku, lambat, mengejek. "Katakan apa yang kau inginkan. Katakan kau menginginkan tangan kami, mulut kami, kejantanan kami... katakan, dan aku akan memberimu segalanya." Napas Draven terasa di leherku, stabil, mematikan. "Hati-hati," gumamnya, "begitu kau mengucapkannya, tak ada jalan kembali." Bisikan Lucian meluncur di telingaku, racun sutra. "Dan ketika kau melakukannya, Jade, kau tak akan pernah ingat bagaimana rasanya tak tersentuh." Mulutku terbuka sebelum otakku bisa berpikir... "Aku menginginkan kalian," bisikku. Tangan Draven mengerat, mata Lucian menggelap, Azriel tertawa seolah dunia akhirnya memberinya hadiah. Tiga tubuh mendekat, panas dan bahaya membungkusku seperti sangkar yang tak bisa kulepaskan. Tidak ingin kulepaskan. Hatiku berteriak untuk lari, tapi tubuhku membisikkan kebenaran. Aku menginginkan mereka... Semuanya. ********** Tiga pria. Satu wanita. Kisah cinta yang terukir dalam darah dan obsesi.

Toronto, Canada, 2006. A few months after the worst year of the Iraq war.<br><br>Gabriel Navarro splits his time between his job slinging ink at the Atlantis Ink tattoo parlor, and working on his master’s degree in fine art. Gabe is twenty-two, sure of his beliefs and his artistic integrity, and na?ve enough to think he’ll never have to compromise. And then one night Jake MacLean walks into the shop and changes everything.<br><br>Jake Maclean is twenty-eight and a veteran American Army pilot. He's been staying with his ex-pat sister in Toronto while he tries to get his life in order. The problem is, he can't. After his disastrous final mission in Iraq, he's overcome with anger and survivor’s guilt, trapped in a losing battle to atone for a failure he’s sure can never be forgiven. Left without hope, he decides to have his memory of the mission tattooed on his back, with the condemning words: God Will Judge Me. He doesn't expect to fall for the tattoo artist.<br><br>Gabe falls just as quickly and deeply for Jake, though Jake's reluctance to talk about what happened frustrates and worries him. Gabe knows Jake isn't doing well, but accepting Jake’s claims that he's "fine" is far easier than dealing with the frightening truth. But soon it’s horribly clear Jake can’t control his panic attacks or flashes of violence, and he's getting worse. If Gabe can’t help him face his demons, Jake is headed for a crash -- and there’s every chance he’ll take Gabriel down with him.

"May the new Story become yours — The Last Tattoo Artist of Stories" The story tells about a girl named Calcium, a recluse with no big money in her pocket, drinking ale in a tavern and dreaming of more. But fate itself had descended upon her. She turned out to be a Tattoo Artist of Stories... and the latter, because in the world where she lives, there are only legends about such people, about people who can rewrite their entire lives with just one glance. Our glorious recluse will have to learn about her strength, become stronger, learn about her rewritten history and memory loss, and fight for her life. telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

|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 Magic 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? *** *Main tropes: Love triangle and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!* Genre-Bending: The Claxton Tetralogy features a mix of fantasy genres, including progression, epic, dark, portal, magical girl (with a magical boy twist in Tracey), and coming-of-age/YA.

Ava Reid is a Princess in the Reid Castle. Except, she isn’t like a princess at all. She hates the parties, the giant gifts, the huge surprises, she would rather be swimming in the pool. I know it seems like any other princess story, but trust me, the twists in this series will surprise you even more than normal. This book is about love, revenge, and heart break. I hope you enjoy this story, it might be your next page turner. Excerpt: "You're what?" "A titan," Blake nervously stutters, "You know, big tall guys.. crazy powers.." "I know what a titan is... I just... Are you still the same blood as me?" "Of course I am! I was just born with more powers than you," Blake sneers. "Oh shut up bone-head.." "Messed up hair!" "Crazy attitude!" "RUDE BEHIND!" "FAKE NAILS!" Ava looks down at her acrylics, "You got me there." "HA! Anyway, we can't tell mom and dad that you know." "Why?" "The queen might find out... and... she will use me as an advantage. Right now she just thinks of me as a normal citizen." "Bro what use can you be to a QUEEN?" "I have a pretty big destiny.. she will want to stop that. Which is why we have to protect each other. We both have a titan sized destiny." "I see what you did there, and I guess that's fine. But it will be pretty hard hiding it from them. Warning, imma hugger!" "Then I should leave.." "NO NO NO NO I'll be good!! I'll make sure they never know that I know." 'She knows..' Eric thinks to himself. He has been watching them since they went on the porch. The faces they made, the words they mouthed, then their hug. 'I'm almost certain she knows. Unless they have an interest in each other...' Eric laughs at his own thought. 'Blake isn't THAT handsome. But he does get his looks from me.' He stares at them through the kitchen window. 'But they are happy... As long as the queen doesn't find out, I'm chill..' Eric finishes cooking, about to call them in.

When gods and Asuras move their war to Earth, humanity awakens. Aarav Sharma, a college student from Haridwar, awakens S-Rank Lightning—but that is only what the world sees. Ancient families plot, Asuras corrupt reality, and fragments of a divine Trishul begin to resonate with his soul. As Earth becomes the battlefield of Dharma and Adharma, one boy’s awakening may decide the fate of time itself. Please reader share your thoughts and let me now if I'm wrong and make it more interesting. I'm open for comments.

When seventeen-year-old Arya, a street thief in the ancient city of Bhaktapur, steals a strange crystal to survive another night, he unknowingly awakens a power older than gods themselves. A storm tears through the skies, ancient seals tremble, and the mark of Rudra, the vanished Storm God, burns into his palm. But his awakening does not go unnoticed. From the depths of Narak, the Rakshasa King stirs, sending his demonic legions to claim Rudra’s heir. High in the Himalayas, monks abandon their silent prayers, sensing the return of a war that once shattered the heavens. Forced into a destiny he never wanted, Arya must travel through Nepal’s sacred temples, face divine trials, and gather the Seven Shards of Rudra’s Trident—each hidden within perilous trials guarded by gods, beasts, and spirits. Alongside Tara, a blind monk blessed by divine sight, and Raudra, a half-demon torn between blood and honor, Arya will uncover forgotten truths about his family, the fall of the gods, and the coming War of Reincarnation. As storms gather and Narak’s gates crack open, Arya must decide: Will he rise as the Stormbearer who seals the darkness, or become the god who unleashes it upon all realms?

*Please keep in mind that this book describes cancer, death, depression and self-harm in detail. Dawn Wood is a healthy girl, in the final year of high school. She always has prepared to be a kind girl. However, when she comes out as a pansexual and get diagnosed with small-lung lung cancer(SCLC), her life suddenly changes. Follow the story of Dawn and her caretaker, Lucas Johnson, through the eyes of Lucas. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you'd like to contact me about this book, there are two choices! 1. Instagram: @whdmstn0805 2. E-mail: [email protected] Please keep in mind that it would take some time for me to check the DMs and emails, so I would just like you to comment on this book instead!