ludwig the accursed ost

Synopsis. "HOW CAN YOU TURN INTO A CAT!?!?!??" He exclaimed and stared at the coral red furry little creature. The little cat stared back at him with its silvery purple eyes. ____________ Azaina Rosemortal meets Revnore Artifort. Two same personas clash to dominate yet during the process of this domination. They fell under the spell of love. Love, something so contradicting. Their love would start but would it end with them getting together? ___________________ She had been CURSED to turn into a cat after the clock struck 12 in midnight but no one knows about her shapeshifting. [ I can't be with him. ] ~~~~ With the half burnt red string, he was born. The only purpose of him to kill her ( his soulmate ) on the first full solar eclipse day when the sun would turn blood red before it becomes black and will cover the earth. [ I will never let go of her. ] ________ Excerpt She whispered, "How's it feel to be the one to get punished, hubby?" He gritted his teeth, "I would have loved it more if it's you, I was eating not these sour gummies." She put her hands on his thighs. She moved closer to him. Keeping a safe distance, "Patience, baby, We can't miss the fun." She responded as she kissed his neck. She licked and sucked on it. He had to control himself unwillingly before he pounced on her. It was crazy to control his hands which wanted to shamelessly roam all over her body and touch her inappropriately. Moving her hand upwards, she left his neck, "Isn't it painful for you, hubby?" "It is painful, help your hubby to cure this pain." His voice cracked. She leaned her face near to his, kissing at the corner of his lips, she uttered, "Then do you agree to my conditions now." He put his hands on her waist, "Wifey, that shouldn't be asked. You know I'll agree to everything you say." _________ Will he kill his destiny? Can she succeed in pushing him away from her? Will their story end like this? What about her curse? Why were they both cursed yet become lovers? ___________ Note: I'll suggest reading the author's note before you continue with chapters. [ The beginning of the book might be too confusing and hurried, I apologise for that. After I am done with more than 300 chaps, I will start to edit those initial chaps and polish them. I am sorry for the inconvenience. But I hope you do stick around until 20+ chaps. As the story picks up pace, it is smooth going. This is my not first book it surely is my first ever fantasy book. Plz, be patient with me. I won't disappoint.] __________ Disclaimer : The cover photo is taken from Pinterest and is edited by my friend only. The credit goes to the real artists.

°°Mature Content°° [A razed kingdom, scorched earth – I would burn the world to ashes, invoke the tempests of war if that's what it takes to make you mine, my love] ..... She was cursed that any man who would touch her would die after she bled, and turned into a woman.Her fiancé, whom she loved with all her heart, left, shattering her soul when he learned the truth that she was not for sharing his bed. She vowed to never let any man into her heart, until he came. The arrogant, obnoxious self centered man. She doesn't want to do anything with him, yet she finds himself in the arms of him everytime, and to her surprise her curse doesn't work on him. How much she wanted to kill him with her own hands.. ..... Savage and Ruthless. If his name struck terror in the hearts of the weapons the soldiers wielded, causing them to flee in fear, his mere presence transformed battlefields into rivers of crimson. Handsome and wicked, women were drawn to him like moths to a flame, mesmerized by his dangerous allure. Yet, this tyrant was brought to his knees by a woman as fierce as she was beautiful. And he would not stop at nothing to acquire her heart. Alas, he found it was not easy, for her hatred for men had encased her heart in ice. Can this ice-cold tyrant ignite her frozen heart once more? .... "Wider," He commanded. How much wider does he want? Without complaining, she stretched her mouth beyond, torturing her jaw. "Not enough! Wider." "How much wider must I open for such a small fruit?" She scowled at him. "I have already stretched my mouth wider enough to accommodate an oversized banana." She wondered if he was aiming the fruit into her mouth or secretly studying her teeth arrangement. "The wider your mouth," His lips lazily drawled, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. "The better the chance of accommodating right on the target where your taste buds are yearning, my dear." ...... Cover picture rights to the owner.  

In a realm forged from the collision of two universes, existence is a meat grinder. Spanning dozens of galaxies, this "Great Link" has become the primary theater of war for the cosmos' most formidable factions. Here, Divine Entities fall by the thousands, their deaths fertilizing the soil for new ascendants in a relentless cycle of slaughter, carnage and greed. But from the friction of this chaos—the gore, the death, and the broken laws of physics—a new lifeform emerged: The Calamity. To the outsiders, the Calamities are not people; they are living ore. They are hunted for their essences, consumed as nourishment, or broken into servitude. While most are mindless beasts of destruction, a rare few are born with souls and intellect. They are the prey that knows it is being hunted. In a forgotten corner of this sprawling graveyard, a Rank 1 Calamity is born. He is the weakest of his kind, a flickering spark in a storm of divine-tier predators. He awakens with nothing but a primal directive: Ascend or be consumed. Yet, buried within his frail form lie three anomalies—illogical, reality-warping abilities that defy the established power scales of both universes. In a world where "strength" is measured by the bodies of fallen divines, one weakling must test the limits of his broken gifts. Can a creature born of chaos bring order to a realm of divine greed, or will he simply be the highest-quality resource ever harvested. ——— ——— Note: The MC is indeed born with strong abilities, however that doesn't mean those abilities will make him insanely stronger from the start! No, instead to become strong and peerless, he would have to work for it, and suffer for it! Only then would he be worthy enough to be called.. ——— ——— Power Stones—250—1 Chapter Golden Tickets—50—1 Chapter [For both, effects stackable up to 5 times] ——— Gifts— 1000 Coins—1 Chapter! 5000 Coins—5 Chapters! 10,000 Coins—10 Chapters! 15,000 Coins—15 Chapters! ——— ———

“You all have forgotten what it means to be preyed on, your survival instincts have dulled. Stop the commandments and be free from the sprouts of the curse. Harness once more, the blessings of aether” Those were the words that echoed through the ears of every human on the day humanity was threatened. In an empire that knows no rain, knows no winter and knows no fall. Prosperity, and hardly any war. Humanity have been shielded from the truth for so long, they are now faced with extinction in the hands of the unknown. Faced with the task of surviving through powerful attacks of blood mongering monsters called sprouts and the spawns they command. They were also tasked with understanding aether, something they had little to no information about. Only one thing about it was known; It only befell the marked bloodline, blessing them. The aether tapped into their hidden potential, allowing them to wield powers beyond common sense, and giving them the potential to push back. As they advance through the commandments they learn more about the past of their world. View the events that unfold through the eyes of Leo Stehaven, a boy not from the marked bloodline yet dawned on by aether. "If I am not blessed, then am I... cursed?"

In a parallel universe, every person is born with special abilities known as curses. Curses tend to handicap the user in some way but can offer useful abilities. Vex finds himself to be cursed with misfortune, which causes his life to go disarray. Burdened by his past, he desires to be freed from his curse and rid the world of curses entirely. A After rescuing Lily, a young cat demi-human girl, on behalf of his client, the two make an unlikely party to explore all nine countries in hopes of finding special crystals with the power to summon the goddess of the world to grant their wishes. Their first challenge? Making it out alive of the body of a nobleman's teenage daughter! (Cover art by ホシノナナ（くん）on pixiv)

[Thou shall perish like the Tarnished…] [I Have Made The Foolish Mistake Of Trusting A Tarnished…] [Oh, Foul Tarnished…] *** An orphan by the name of June found himself swept into the wretches of the Ark, a magical world that connected its existence to the world from which he came… the Mortal Realm. Realizing he was a dead man, he accepted his fate… only, his fate turned out to be drastically different than what he had expected. In fact, it offered him an opportunity to live, something he thought wasn’t possible. But with such an opportunity, came a cost, and his… well, was a dark one.

One skill to rule them all. Frey was born with an innate gift; his turbulent childhood gave birth to a man that struggles to find the balance between good and evil. Slowly succumbing to his circumstances, he begins to unravel the truth behind his power and the reason for his existence in this chaotic world.

There are kingdoms built on foundations more fragile than stone. Not of walls, but of oaths; not of thrones, but of lies. Beneath the towers and stained glass, where light seems pure, lies an older truth, more relentless, one no faith dares to name. In the shadow of Edelstadt, chains gleam with gold, prayers are fed with flesh, and laughter echoes like the hymn of damnation. Men do not kneel before virtue, but before what devours them. Greed, lust, envy, sloth, gluttony, pride, wrath: a feast prepared at the table of an eternal banquet. Each believes they belong there, but none question the one who watches from the darkness. For there is always a spectator. A silent gaze behind the mask, a breath suspended between life and death, a laugh rising between tears. And that gaze seeks neither glory nor salvation: it seeks the fracture, the unseen wound of a world repeating and collapsing upon itself. When kings cloak themselves in pride, when priests drown in lust, when heirs suffocate on envy, when merchants fatten on gluttony, when the mighty sleep in their sloth, when nobles are consumed by greed… then comes the final sin. The one that refuses to be named. The one that burns without end and feeds the circle. And within that circle, there remain no heroes, no victims. Only a naked truth, brutal, merciless: the world was never saved— it merely endured its own lies.

Do you believe in REVENGE??

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.