pokepasta perdition

How far can grief, love, guilt, and secrets pull someone down before they disappear into them? She was supposed to marry him. Instead, she watched the man she loved die on the day that was meant to become the beginning of their life together. Months before his death, her fiancé had quietly registered as an organ donor. In his final note, he left behind only a heartbreaking wish: if he could no longer live, he wanted someone else to have the life he couldn’t. His heart was eventually given to someone else. A man she should have never met. A powerful chaebol CEO known for his wealth, arrogance, and ruthless reputation, a man the country loves to hate. But grief has a way of making people do strange things. Unable to let go of the heart that once belonged to the man she loved, she finds herself drawn to its new owner. What begins as an attempt to understand her fiancé’s final choice slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Because the more she gets to know the man carrying his heart, the harder it becomes to hate him. And the closer she gets to him, the more she begins to question everything she thought she knew about the man she lost. Somewhere between love and grief, truth and guilt, justice and obsession, she will have to decide: Can she love a man who carries the heart of her dead fiancé? And what happens when the truth you’ve been searching for is the one thing that could destroy the person you’ve come to love? Some hearts are meant to keep beating. Some secrets are meant to stay buried. And some love stories begin where another one ends.

Lucian, one of the last of his kind, finds himself Hunted and Enslaved by both his past and his present masters. But fate hasn’t forgotten him. When the voices of his ancestors awaken, calling him the Child of Perdition. With their legacy surging through his veins, he becomes the instrument of their vengeance—the one who will reclaim what was stolen, and burn down the lies of an empire built on blood. The world thought his kind was dead. Lucian is about to remind them how wrong they were.......

Vlad died and blablabla... Pokémon

short horror stories

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like the Webnovel format.

The protagonist is reincarnated in the pokemon world, but not the pokemon world we know, in this world the pokemons are actually all Futanari girls and Traps. English is not my main language , I 'm using Google Translate to write all the chapters , this is my first fanfic , so if it 's not for praise or constructive criticism , there 's no need to comment . This fanfic will focus on the content of R-18, the protagonist will be a Futanari Zorua and in the future a Zoroark. I intend to make the protagonist extremely strong a few chapters after evolving into Zoroark. The appearance of the pokemons will be more oriented towards humans with the main characteristics of their species, some will have the appearance of Furry, for example the body covered with hair, I don't intend to make the pokemons have more characteristics of pokemons than humans, the maximum it will be 50/50. Tags:Futanari , Traps , Harem, FutanarixFutanari , FutanarixTrap , TrapxFutanari ,Furry ,Genderbender,R-18 ,Hentai,Incest

I don't own anything but my character everything else goes to their owners

Not every feeling should be in speech with a voices.

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.