maternal wraith

"From here on out, I'll only do what I want. What makes me Happy" After years at a dead-end job, Evian finally has enough and quits to pursue his passions but before he could even revel in his new freedom, tragedy struck and he became a creature of Decadence. Condemned to a life of devouring souls in exchange for strength, Evian is pulled out of the world he knew and made to possess the body of a namesake in a different world of Magic and all sorts of wonder. A world home to different races taking residency in their own separate corners of it. In this new world, Evian will find so many opportunities opened to him and it won't take long for him to begin to indulge in those opportunities. After all, Souls taste good but beauties- Beauties taste even better...

Amid the bustling City of Keystone lies hidden groups and buried magic to unravel. What comes are changes in the stars that will shine upon myths and legends, but draw bigger shadows to their truths. It's all too much for Daniel Hart, who just wants to paint for others, but he finds his brush influenced by the slippery effects as maternal mysteries cling to him. WARNING: This is very much full of SMUT before it is mystery and magic. Lots of weird slimy shenanigans too!

Wraith Macabre, one of the best occult detectives in the business & the only son to Mother Earth. With nothing but his keen eye & the help of his trusted hell hound Hex, they sniff out the most recent strange goings on in London Town. But when truly sinister forces begin plaguing London, will Wraith and his friends be enough to protect their beloved city? Only the secret war for London’s soul will tell. Novel by: David Thomas Illustration by: Felix Setiawan

The Immortal Empire: It was time to ascend the heavens and break free from heavens fate, to guard against and destroy the invading forces of the demons and gods, he looked upon the Heavens one last time before he turned to face his men. With his mind determined he said to his companions "Let us be rid of these parasites once and for all!" His younger brother took a step forward with passion in his eyes he yelled "For the Emperor!" the other Immortals bowed in agreement, they replied, " FOR THE EMPEROR!". As the Heavens churned above to strike down the one who would try and make the laws of Heaven and Earth kneel before him. The Heavens seemed to roar as they unleashed their wrath upon the world. In a realm far detached from the will of the heavens a beautiful elf with golden eyes, pale white hair and alabaster skin so fair one would believe him an angelic being. As he stood above the anvil staring at his creation, not with pride but disgust. "Another failure, come here and take this with the others and have them destroyed, send word and these gifts to Lord Kele'brimbor, I need his help". A young servant girl stepped forward taking the ring and placing in a silver box lined in runes with dozens of other failures. She placed the other gifts that were placed next to the anvil into her satchel noticing the extra weight from the black box that seemed as if there were tiny stars from the nights' sky placed upon it the servant girl bowed "Right away Lord Sauron." As she turned closing the silver box leaving the tower, there was a faint flash of green coming from a small crack in one of the runes and beneath the sound of a breeze, a light sigh could be heard. Disclaimer: contains Adult themes, sexual content, violence

I died in my world. Not peacefully of course, it was a shootout, like most of my life. Over there I was the Mob’s greatest enforcer. They killed my parents and turned me into a soldier, lying to me for years. Until I turned those skills on them. But death wasn’t the end unfortunately. I transmigrated into an alternate earth; one haunted by monsters, ruled by secret organizations, and crawling with things far worse than mobsters.  But in this world, I’m not even human.  I’m a Wraith, a ghost possessing my corpse in another world. But the rules don’t seem to work for me. I never stopped evolving. –—— Noah looked down at the Perfect Grimoire. “Huh? I never stopped gaining abilities.” [Void Ice creation] [Hellfire] [Culling voice] [Soul destruction]

# two-faced Aloof and abstinent CEO x gentle and gorgeous beauty Wen Hua was to be married off in an alliance marriage. Her partner was said to be the patriarch of a Chinese clan who was a bigshot in Europe’s financial industry. When they first met, he donned a full suit and carried himself like a dignified gentleman. Wen Hua studied him quietly. A moment later, she chuckled and said, “Interesting.” After their marriage, both of them were the model husband and wife in public, but in private, they were strangers who respected each other’s privacy. A good friend asked her why she married Xi Mo. She smiled and said, “Because he’s rich and powerful. If there was someone richer than he is, I’d have married that someone too.” Then, she looked up to see the man’s handsome face darkening under the pub’s dim lighting. Her cheeky friend said, “You’re doomed, Huahua. Looks like you’ll be kneeling for forgiveness when you get home.” Wen Hua couldn’t possibly go home. Instead, she went to her maternal home. She would go to her maternal home whenever she caused trouble, got angry, or said something wrong. President Xi had gotten used to her antics, and he would coax her nicely to come back home almost every time. By the time he arrived at Wen Manor, someone was eating oranges in the living room. Upon seeing him, she slowly finished the last piece of orange and sized him up. “Stay here and don’t move. I’ll go buy you some oranges.” Xi Mo said nothing. He didn’t get angry but patiently coaxed her to come home instead. Just when Wen Hua breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a stinging pain on her butt. “You hit me?!” The man’s gaze was dark as he said slowly, “In any case, you’ll still end up being in my hands.” She was tricked! The next day, he massaged her waist and said, “Don’t go and bother father-in-law anymore, okay?” Wen Hua’s ears turned red. How shameless!

It was a bone I noticed. (He may or may not be the master of the undead harem.) Japanese version: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n9829go/ My Twitter: https://twitter.com/kinoyama_en

In a Palace built on soot and lies, Queen Silver’s reign is a breathtakingly fragile mask. Surrounded by a Council plotting her downfall and a Consort trying to buy her empire, Silver strikes a lethal bargain with the city's darkest fringe. She commands the Wraith... a leather-clad phantom who moves with impossible speed and executes the Crown's enemies in the freezing rain. Together, they are weaving a flawless, bloody lie. But deception is a dangerous alchemy. As the political fires of London burn hotter, the intimate, electrifying friction between Silver and her nameless blade becomes the most volatile element of all.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?