patrick stewart oblivion

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

Atlas... a young man with no surname... unknown origins... and a cursed fate. Born in a martial world where the hands of the strong ruled over everything, he was one of the unfortunate ones who couldn't breathe or even touch that vibrant and pure energy derived from the deepest parts of the universe... the Chaos Energy. Those twisted and bloody claws had already determined his path, but he, who held a heart fed with a burning desire, couldn't be stopped so easily. Indeed, after years spent fighting against that cruel reality, a miracle descended on his snowy mountain, surrounding his frail mortal body in warmth. Despite the risks, the allure of the promised glory was too significant for him to ignore. He had spent years surviving in that world, and this was a chance he couldn't afford to let slip from his grasp. 6 chapters a week. I will keep Monday as a temporary safe day, so there will be no chapter that day for the time being. But if I can keep up with my schedule, I will release a bonus chapter from time to time. I hope you will enjoy this new journey with me. by MatMate

Daron suddenly awoke in a world he knew nothing about. Everything was strange to him, and the strangest thing of all was himself, without memories or identity, thrown to the edges of a world ravaged by wars and bloody battles. He stood alone, weak, and without memories, facing unforeseen dangers, driven by the desire to survive and discover himself. In a world governed by will and abilities, would he be able to discover his way?

Earth is gone. Solid planets, gas planets, and even asteroids floating through space. Everything has vanished without a trace. Everything except the fiery star that once stood in the center. The Sun burns alone in the Milky Way, its bright light shining upon nothing but darkness. However, there is another universe, on a different plane than the Milky Way. The Praesi. A light-weaved tree with an incomprehensible size, thousands of planets hanging from its branches. On each of these planets resides different races, their bodies different colors, shapes, and sizes. And on some of them, bloodthirsty beasts lurk, on a constant hunt for their next meal. Through strange and unknown circumstances, a single human has survived the destruction of the earth. A spindly teen on the cusp of adulthood, Cage. Everything has been taken from Cage, his home, his life. His family. For a long, long time, Cage was alone in a realm of darkness, his only company being his tumbling thoughts. He could not move, see, or even scream. And just when the ideas of letting go and drifting away into Oblivion seemed to overpower all the others inside Cage's mind, a voice spoke to him. The voice, the first he had heard in far too long a time, gave Cage hope—a reason to go on. Then without warning, the man is thrust into existence, landing in a universe unknown to him. The Praesi. Cage has a purpose, something to find in the long and curving branches of this new universe, and nothing will stop him. Not the ruthless armies or the savage beasts that stand between him and his family.  Even if they could stop him, Cage will not kneel in fear. No. After all, nothing can be more terrifying than that darkness. --- The first two chapters do not contain the MC, however, they do set up the universe and are very important to the overall story. I recommend everyone read them, as I believe they will increase the enjoyment of the novel. --- I do not own the cover photo. If the owner wishes for it to be changed, then it will be done.

"In the end, it wasn’t the darkness that consumed me—it was the silence of the light I once believed in." In a world where extraordinary power comes with extraordinary risks, society has imposed strict laws to regulate them. Espers—humans with extraordinary powers—are forced to join the Corps or be hunted as criminals, high school student Elijah hides his true identity to protect himself, someone who came from a lineage of rogue or criminal Espers. Elijah was sent to fend for himself on the corps while trying his best to hide his history. As he uncovers the Corps' dark agenda and faces his own awakening powers, Elijah must decide: will he bow to a corrupt system or defy it, even if it means becoming the very villain he despise?

I died in misery. Bad luck, bad choices, bad end. Then I woke up in a world I know—where I'm Crown Prince, the villain destined to be destroyed by the Hero's rise. The script says I lose. That this bad luck follows me here too. I'm done trying to be what they expect. I'll change everything from within.

He was the Alpha feared by all—my fated mate, my protector, the love I never expected... and the father of the child growing inside me. Until the night everything shattered. After a vicious ambush, Alpha Callum awakens with no memory of who he is—or who I am. To him, I’m just a stranger with haunted eyes and a dangerous claim. To the pack, I’m the reason he fell. A traitor. A liar. A ticking time bomb they’re desperate to silence. But his wolf knows better. Every time our eyes meet, something primal awakens inside him. A flicker of rage. A surge of need. A whisper of a bond that refuses to die. Desperate to bring him back, I turn to the only place I swore I’d never return—the cursed Vale, where dark magic still breathes and a witch waits with answers… and a price. But there’s something I’ve hidden. A secret buried in blood and shadows. One that could destroy what’s left of us. One that could get us both killed if it’s ever uncovered. Because Callum didn’t just forget me. He forgot the truth about what happened that night. He forgot the deal he made. And if he remembers… the entire pack will burn.

He was just one of the night guards, stationed to watch for any creatures lurking about. His trusted shadow was at his disposal. It wasn’t until he met her that everything began to change. He discovered his powers came with a cost. The world he knew started to shift, setting him on a blind path where love and danger ran parallel.

It's already known that the world is headed for two ends; an evolution or an extinction. Well, for this fantasy world, there is a little bit of both and a third one included in the equation; this is none other than REBIRTH. Read as the humans of that world-changing era, with a group of individuals as the center of the story navigate the whole era as they try to grasp the new changes being dumped on them while also trying to survive through the perils of the world-changing era. On top of these, there's also an otherworldly being who narrates the whole ordeal and gets their life influenced by the lives of the group of individuals from a first point of view and not the usual third point of view.

In a world where memory defines existence, to be forgotten is not to disappear but to be erased from reality itself. Remy enters the Clock Tower carrying something he does not understand: an Axis Arcana—a power that should not exist, inherited from a past that no longer remains. As trials distort memory, reality fractures, and forgotten things are cast into The Limbo, Remy begins to uncover something far more dangerous than magic—the truth that he is not alone within his own body. A presence, a will, a second self that does not belong to this version of the world. The more Remy awakens, the clearer his memories become, and the less certain it is who is truly in control. In a place where knowledge becomes essence and identity can be rewritten, what does it mean to exist when even your own self can be forgotten? The story will be updated every day! Why? Because the author is currently unemployed. Instead of just lying around sleeping and eating, he decided to sit down and write more chapters for us.