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« Putain, Ada... » « Brad... oh, putain... plus profond... plus fort ! » La voix perçante d'Ada suppliait entre des gémissements haletants. Les coups contre le mur de la tête de lit s'intensifiaient alors qu'Ann restait figée. Non... cela ne pouvait pas être vrai ! Ann prit une grande inspiration et poussa la porte un peu plus. Sa poitrine semblait sur le point d'exploser tandis qu'elle retenait son souffle et que l'entrebâillement de la porte s'élargissait. Lorsqu'elle révéla sa sœur couchée sous son futur mari, elle porta les mains à sa bouche pour étouffer le gazouillis d'horreur tandis que son cœur se brisait sur-le-champ. Alors que Brad rugissait sa délivrance à l'intérieur de sa sœur, Ada tournait la tête vers la porte avec un sourire narquois. Un froid glacial tomba sur Ann comme si un seau d'eau glacée avait été renversé sur elle et elle se tenait là, les yeux écarquillés et la bouche légèrement ouverte dans l'incrédulité. Ada leva la main et fit un signe dans la direction d'Ann avec un sourire suffisant collé sur le visage tandis que Brad s'effondrait sur elle, l'embrassant tendrement dans le cou.

In the ruthless city of Valdenmoor, power is not earned by birth… but by the System. Levels define everything. Strength determines status. And the weak are destined to be forgotten. Kael Ashfen was born at the very bottom. Mocked, ignored, and treated as nothing more than a failure, Kael lived in the shadows of a world where even survival required strength. In Valdenmoor, those without power don’t rise… they disappear. But on the night everything was taken from him, the impossible happened. A forbidden System awakened. [Unique Skill Unlocked: 1000x EXP Gain] [Hidden Class Activated: Necromancer of Thousand Deaths] From that moment, Kael was no longer weak. Every enemy he kills fuels his rise. Every corpse becomes his army. Every death… makes him stronger. As kingdoms tremble and powerful elites begin to notice his unnatural growth, Kael walks a path soaked in blood and shadows—raising legions of the dead, breaking the laws of the System itself. But power always comes with a price. The more Kael grows, the more the world turns against him. Hunters, nobles, and even the System’s enforcers begin their pursuit. Because in a world ruled by order… Kael Ashfen is an anomaly. And anomalies must be erased. 3 chp Daily 5 chp on sunday

The Apartment in front of the Deaths is an epic saga that presents an intricate web of stories of distinct characters, all connected by a mysterious apartment that appears to be at the center of tragic events. From courageous heroes to cunning villains and ambiguous anti-heroes, each character has their own journey in different places, but they all share the same dark universe full of dangers. As each individual battles their own inner demons and faces unique challenges, they ultimately discover that their destinies are intertwined in unexpected ways, culminating in an epic confrontation that will change the course of the world in which they live. With exciting twists, intense conflicts and an engaging narrative, The Apartment in front of the Deaths is an unmissable saga that will take readers to a universe full of unimaginable dangers and surprises.

“Monsters wear many faces. Some smile. Some moan. Some hide behind a badge.” In the retro-futuristic sprawl of Gravesend City, corruption oozes through its steel veins. Crime has evolved—so has pleasure, so has pain. Beneath the mask of order, demons walk in heels, shadows whisper in tongues, and power seduces those too broken to resist. Enter Asher Blackwood — a washed-up detective with a haunted past, a dry wit, and a growing secret. His power? Unstable. His morality? Negotiable. His enemies? Not quite human. As strange events unravel across the city—from haunted brothels to twisted political games—Asher is forced into a spiraling mystery. One that teases his trauma, toys with his lust, and pushes him toward truths far darker than the alleys he calls home. Flirtatious succubi. Scheming elites. Broken oaths. Forbidden power. Every choice tempts him. Every clue costs him. Every pleasure corrupts. And the worst part? The deeper he digs, the more he suspects… he’s part of the problem. Features: Urban mystery with creeping horror and erotic tension Slow-burn power progression from city-level to cosmic chaos Flawed but intelligent male lead Bold female characters with actual agency Foreshadowing, plot twists, and a creeping sense of dread—hidden under neon lights

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

Gu Changsheng is an FGO (Fate/Grand Order) streamer. During his downtime, he loves browsing fan-made short videos. Little does he know, the content he watches is being broadcast directly across the entire Type-Moon Universe. The broadcast starts with a bang: Gudako rips apart the Demon King Goetia with her bare hands! Romani Archaman: "I never imagined... that Ritsuka could tear down a god with a mere human body!" Mash Kyrielight: "Senpai... is so amazing..." Just as the inhabitants of the Type-Moon world are left stunned and caught between laughter and tears, the trend of the short videos shifts again. The screen reveals the dark side of Chaldea: Gudako forcing Heroic Spirits into endless labor. Merlin: "How terrifying... Farming Embers every single day without rest?" Zhuge Liang (Waver): "Working until I’m hospitalized? Forced to eat Golden Apples daily?" Arash: "I really... don't want to blow myself up anymore..." As various iconic scenes and meme videos flood the screens, the entire vibe of the Type-Moon Universe begins to warp. From epic battles to "social death" moments, no one is safe from the cringe. If you want to support me and want advanced access to up to 80+ Chapters, you can check it @patreon.com/Icedrone

“Fate has something planned for you…” The Borderland, a desert region located between two countries, two cultures and two rivals; This Region is full of mysteries and rich in“mana” (Natural Energy) a target for powerful individuals. Five Years ago, a tragedy hit the borderland with a massive earthquake and destroyed both cities completely…among the victims,a boy whose existence was completely erased… After witnessing a miracle, Alejandro Sanchez, a regular student at the Sun City International High School, a prestigious school where students from all over the world come to learn with high technology in the Western World, decided to investigate what happened on that fateful night… A new adventure begins as Alejandro meets the mysterious transfer student who resembles that boy who disappeared…he returns to the place he once called home with a simple mission: Assassinate the one who killed his father. Join the two boys as they uncover the secrets of Borderland… THANK YOU AND ENJOY…

Daron Finley wasn't the weakest student to exist in his school, but he was weak. Inheriting a body physique from his parents that enhanced his normal human capabilities helped in some ways. But without an ability domain, he could not grow his strength. His parents never had high hopes for him. They knew it was impossible without an ability domain. But they did their best to take care of him, even if their jobs had to have them travel a lot. Archeology had boomed with the discovery of ability domains. If one was to find a site with an ability domain, it would change their life. Daron's parents were both at a site like that. A rare occasion for the both of them to be assigned to the same dig site, but a welcome one. A hard clang was heard as one of them dug into something hard. _____ "It's your lucky day, Mr. and Mrs. Finley. It appears we have a power artifact." His smile continued. "Lucky day?" They both said. "Well, of course. This will be given to you after all." Both of their eyes opened wide. "We... we couldn't possibly..." Mrs. Finley started. ______ They both looked at each other. They knew they couldn't let this opportunity go to waste. Even though the director said this was their reward for their efforts, they couldn't help but keep in their hearts that they wanted to repay him one day. "Thank you Director Aaron," Mrs. Finley said. The director got the tablet packaged and set it into a portal that opened before him. His own ability domain, the ability to teleport objects to anywhere he wished if he had been there before. Though, he could only teleport relatively small objects, nothing bigger than a microwave. But many artifacts weren't that big so it was no trouble to him. Given his good-natured attitude, it's natural for him to have been to the Finleys' house. The package teleported right onto the countertop in the house, with a note signed by Daron's parents and the director. "We love you Daron! -Mom" "You're the most prized artifact Daron! -Dad" "I wish you luck Daron! -Director Aaron"

Haruka should have died. But death… let him continue. Now he drifts through fractured realities—worlds that overlap, distort, and remember things they shouldn’t. Faces feel familiar. Voices echo from lives he never lived. And no matter where he goes… The same tragedy repeats. Again. And again. As if existence itself is playing a cruel game. Somewhere beyond all worlds lies the center of everything—the place where truth waits. To reach it, Haruka must open the Crates. Each one pulls him deeper. Each one takes something in return. Above it all, unseen yet ever-present, the Sin–Virtue Council watches in silence… their leaders treating reality as nothing more than a divided board: The Main Game. The Side Game. And Haruka? He doesn’t know which one he’s trapped in.

"Life was too short." These were the final words whispered across countless worlds. An old man breathing his last in a lonely hospital bed. A bodyguard sacrificing himself in a storm of fire and steel. A soldier, a mage… each dying with the same bitter thought. Unbeknownst to them, they were all the same soul. One existence splintered across timelines, fated to live and die again and again, never knowing why. Until the cycle ended. Until he stood before God. Now, with the weight of a thousand deaths behind him, the soul is offered a choice—continue the endless cycle, or step into a new world where his fate is finally his own to write. But destiny is never so simple. And one soul that has lived a thousand lives may yet change the fate of all worlds.