darktide traitors curse part 2

Connor McDonald livrait de la nourriture pour son travail à temps partiel. Un jour, il a dû livrer de la nourriture à un hôtel tristement célèbre pour être un hôtel de passe. Lorsque la porte de la chambre s'est ouverte, il n'en croyait pas ses yeux. Sa petite amie était à moitié dénudée, se blottissant contre un enfant riche de leur classe. "Eh bien, maintenant que tu l'as découvert, je suppose qu'il est temps que tu le saches", a déclaré l'enfant riche avec dédain. "Ta petite amie sort avec moi maintenant. "Connor, renonce à moi. Tu es orphelin et tu n'as pas d'argent. Même si tu livres de la nourriture pour le reste de ta vie, il n'y a aucune façon que tu puisses rivaliser avec lui. Tu n'es pas à la hauteur pour moi. Rompons", a déclaré sa petite amie. Connor était totalement abasourdi, se demandant pourquoi Dieu empêcherait les pauvres d'être dans une relation normale. Alors qu'il se lamentait de douleur, son téléphone a soudainement sonné. Il a reçu un message texte intéressant. [Vous avez reçu 1,000,000,000.00 dollars sur votre compte.] "Qu'est-ce que c'est que ça?" s'est exclamé Connor. "Qui diable vient de me transférer 1 milliard de dollars?"

The Princess locked up in the Evil Dragon's home is just like a yacht owned by a tycoon – it's not so much about whether it's used, but that you can't be without one. Ideally, it comes with a few bounty quests; the higher the level, the better. If there's a dragon-slaying quest, even better – that's the kind of prestige we're talking about. If you don't have a Princess in your lair cursing you to hell every day, you'd be too embarrassed to even say hello to other Evil Dragons. What, the King sent Adventurers to gang up on me? Hahaha, I, the grand Level 80 Black Dragon Lord, a world-class BOSS, how could I possibly care about a bunch of Adventurers. What! The Adventurers have already reached outside the dungeon? All of them are maxed-out big shots, and there are two heroes leading the charge! And the leader is a Dragon Slaying Swordsman! I'm done for, now what to do… Heroes and villains, black dragons and mortals, the formidable BOSS of the game world and the insignificant streamer of reality. This is a story about a Black Dragon BOSS player.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This is an unofficial translation of the novel "Lout of Count's Family." Every effort has been made to ensure accuracy, but there may be errors or omissions. The original work holds the sole copyright, and this translation is intended for entertainment purposes only. No commercial use is permitted without the author's consent. Please note that cultural nuances, idioms, and literary devices might be lost or altered in translation. The translator does not claim ownership of the original work or its characters. If you find any errors or have suggestions, please feel free to provide feedback. Thank you for reading! [Author – Yu Ryeo Han] [Proofreader – Rai_Mayank]

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

Power is Truth! The Iron Chancellor Bismarck once said, "The great issues of the day will not be settled by speeches and parliamentary resolutions... but by iron and blood." Military enthusiast Qin Tian has been reborn as the fifth son of Wilhelm II, Prince Oscar. Originally just wanting to live a carefree life, he unexpectedly becomes the heir to this empire. To save his own life, Qin Tian must think of every possible way to ensure Germany wins the war! Qin Tian’s goal: "With the sword of Germany, to gain land for the plow of Germany, to secure daily bread for the people of Germany, and to fight for sunlit land for the Germanic nation!"

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT An unwarranted death, an unprecedented rebirth, two men vying for her love. Elize's life was not easy to begin with, but now she has to fight her own destiny. Will she want to return to what was hers? Or will she choose to ignore it? Is she strong enough to face her fate? Then what about love? GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) : As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-" Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open. Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence. One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body. Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes! ********* "Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone. 'You have come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone. She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered. 'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly. "Huh?" 'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked. "I uh.." She said absentmindedly. 'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm. ****** "Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout. Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly. "Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart. Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest. "Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her. "That's not what I-" The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process. Teaser is on the Instagram page : author_obsessedwithwolves Join our discord- https://discord.gg/Nrj87UT

AVERTISSEMENT : CONTENU MATURE Une mort injustifiée, une renaissance sans précédent, deux hommes se disputant son amour. La vie d'Elize n'était pas facile au départ, mais maintenant elle doit combattre son propre destin. Vouloir-elle revenir à ce qui était le sien ? Ou choisira-t-elle de l'ignorer ? Est-elle assez forte pour affronter son destin ? Et l'amour alors ? APERÇUS (P.S. Contient des spoilers, lisez à votre propre discrétion) : Alors qu'elle s'approchait de la porte, elle pouvait clairement entendre deux hommes se chamailler "Je jure que si tu poses un doigt-" Respire profondément. Elize se répéta tandis qu'elle poussait la porte. Deux têtes se tournèrent vers sa direction depuis le couloir vers lequel la porte s'ouvrait. La conversation entre eux semblait s'être éteinte avec sa présence. L'un des deux hommes grands s'avança vers elle. Un grognement animal émanait de son corps. Elize plissa les yeux et était sur le point de dire quelque chose lorsqu'elle le remarqua. Ces yeux. Ces mêmes yeux bleus ! "Qui est là ?!" demanda-t-elle à haute voix, incapable de trouver quelqu'un. 'Tu es enfin venue.' Répondit la voix, avec une pointe de joie dans son ton. Elle avala sa salive nerveusement. "Qui- qui est là ?!" bégaya Elize. 'Je suis ce qui te manque.' Répondit calmement la voix. "Hein ?" 'Étant donné que notre moment n'est pas encore venu de ne faire qu'un, puis-je demander pourquoi es-tu ici ?' demanda la voix. "Euh.." dit-elle distraitement. 'Scellons notre lien par un souhait, afin que je puisse t'accepter comme mon maître.' parla la voix avec beaucoup d'enthousiasme. "Est-ce que tu me détestes Elize ?" demanda-t-il en faisant la moue. Elize conserva son visage impassible. Elle n'allait pas tomber dans l'attrape, peu importe à quel point il essayait d'agir de façon mignonne, pensa-t-elle. "Non, je ne le fais pas monsieur. Je ne vous connais même pas." répondit-elle nonchalamment. "Aïe. Ça fait mal." dit-il, saisissant l'endroit au-dessus de son cœur. Elize souffla, levant les yeux au ciel. "As-tu vraiment quelque chose à dire ou devrais-je revenir plus tard ?" demanda-t-elle, croisant les bras au-dessus de sa poitrine. "Reviendras-tu vers moi plus tard, de ton propre gré ?" taquina-t-il, presque à sa portée. "Ce n'est pas ce que je-" Le rire du Kelpie l'interrompit. "Tu es si mignonne quand tu fais ça. Ça me donne envie de te mordre." dit-il en se léchant les lèvres, sa langue humide glissant lentement sur ses lèvres humides, exhibant le processus.

After six years of coma, Mikael opened his eyes and realized that everything changed. The world that he tried to protect changed as he sees Demihumans all around. On top of that, the family that he swears to protect was nonexistent, because all of them lost their interest in him. He was the strongest Hunter once but he reached rock bottom. Join M ikael as he does his best to achieve his position formerly, the Overlord of the Earth. ------------------------ Mikael is a graduating student when a global summoning transported him inside a forest that full of monsters. Inside this place, he will meet people that will help him reach his priority: to return back to Earth and meet his family. ------------------

Born into a lower middle class family, Ace Lander grew up being told there was a simple formula for success: get an education, graduate, and work hard to build a prosperous future. But that formula failed him during the final stretch of his senior year when a local gang targeted him, putting everything he had and was building towards at risk. Trapped and desperate, Ace felt his life spiraling out of control—until Ria Hart, a fellow classmate, discovering Ace's innate aptitude to become a Curse Master, a being capable of wielding curse energy and abilities but haunted by Curselings, took pity and introduced him to the secret world hidden beneath the mundane surface of their world, the World of Curses. Awakening as a Curse Master, Ace discovers he possesses an extraordinary innate curse tool: the Cursed Toybox. This tool comes with a unique class, Toymancer, granting Ace powers unlike any curse master the world has seen before. The Cursed Toybox allows him to animate and actualize toys, transforming them into powerful, living beings bound to his will. From overpowered heroes to legendary gods, any toy that falls into Ace's Cursed Toybox springs to life with powers beyond one's imagination but bound to him in eternal servitude. Armed with his Toy Summons, Ace must navigate the perilous world of curses, protect his loved ones, and reclaim control of his destiny before the gang—and the darkness of the hidden world—consume him entirely. [ — Status Screen — > Your Cursed Toybox is animating the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella' as a toy summons… > Your Cursed Toybox has animated the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella.' > Toy summon 'Silicone Sailor Stella' added to your toy space. > Toymancer can now summon Sailor Stella. Summoning Toy Summons... Name: Stella Race: Curse Tool Class: Toy summon Title: Silicone Sailor Durability: (100/100) Enchantment: 1-Star Individuality: (100/100) Curse Energy Consumption: 5 units per hour Skills: Toy Actualization, Seamanship, Armed Security, Adult Gratification. Toy Actualization: Bring Toy Summons' original character design and skills to existence when they are animated based on their individuality stats. Addition Effect: Toy Physiology. Seamanship: Expertise in navigation, sailing, and ship handling alongside wilderness survival, first aid, and emergency procedures. Armed Security: Proficiency in the use of small arms and other naval weaponry with training in close quarters combat, surveillance, and counterintelligence. Adult Gratification: Creatively addressing emotional, mental, and physical needs of Toymancer till gratification.] "Cursed armies, Curselings, and Curse slaves are nothing—I've got a Toy legion of overpowered action figures and unrealistically beautiful silicone goddess." ~Toymancer Join the saga of the Toymancer's rise to become the Strongest Curse Master.

F*ck the Mainframe! Approximately one minute and twenty-nine seconds ago, System No.00290596 receives a series of bad reviews, racking up a total of one thousand and fourteen bad reviews. Unfortunately for him, this leads to the Mainframe's punishment. Sent down to a random planet, Incantix, System No.00290596 has to assist the Main Character to complete his punishment. To learn how to become the perfect gentle character, that is (unfortunately) the goal. The System is not grumpy. Not at all. - Now in a human body rather than his System one, Alec goes through trials and tribulations of life. Societype? Magitype? What's that? Eh, a Main Character. Erm, another Main Character?! Why were there so many?! P.S. System prone to swearing. Why were there so many idiots surrounding him? Base rate: 7 chapters/week ; 1 chapter a day uploaded at 23:00 server time. Come chat with me: https://discord.gg/7bCWsuG Photo does not belong to me. Edited by the lovely ShinSungmi. :)