slaughterhouse 2

*WARNING!!!!*

For eight years, I was his woman. Vincent Costello. The Don of Chicago. I took bullets for him. I buried his enemies. Then I found a pendant in his car. A silver "A". Not mine. His little secret had a name: Ava. So I dragged her from the shadows where he’d hidden her. In return, he burned my ten-million-dollar art gallery to the ground "This is the last time," he warned me. I didn't listen. The day he flew her to Vegas for a secret wedding, I intercepted her. And he praised me for it. "Beautiful job," he said, his voice cold as steel. "You solved my little problem." That night, he had me drugged. I woke up in a basement as his doctor cut my stomach open. He ordered him to take my son. Eight months old. Then he left me to bleed out on the floor. But I didn't die. I opened my eyes. I was back on the day I intercepted Ava. This time, I was done fighting for him.

Un grupo de amigos se aventura en un crucero juvenil en el que no hay adultos si no jóvenes con edades comprendidas entre los 16 hasta los 25 años, pero algo los hará quedar varados en una misteriosa isla abandonada que al mismo tiempo posee construcciones tecnológicas y edificaciones como si esta hubiese sido habitada, se encontraran con los obscuros secretos que esconde esta isla y deberán sobrevivir y luchar por su vida a toda costa de esta letal isla misteriosa.

Malik used to fight for the win. Now, he fights to hurt. Bruised hands, busted ribs, blood on the canvas — it’s all he knows. But behind the southpaw power and quiet stare is a man unraveling. Haunted by something he refuses to talk about, Malik moves through the world like it owes him pain, one fight at a time. He's not chasing fame. He’s chasing silence — the kind you only get after someone stops breathing. In a city that doesn't flinch at broken teeth or broken men, Malik finds himself tangled in more than just ring ropes — street-level fight circuits, old debts, and the kind of memories that don't stay buried. But the past has a chin of its own, and it’s about to hit back hard. As the body count of his choices stacks up and a ghost from his old life reappears, Malik has to figure out what he's really fighting for — before the next slam is the one that ends him for good.

Lo que prometía ser una semana de diversión en una cabaña en el bosque, se convierte en una pesadilla para un grupo de amigos. Cuando la traición y el deseo sacuden sus relaciones, una fuerza oscura emerge de las sombras, reclamando una vida y desatando el terror. Atrapados y sin comunicación, los amigos se enfrentan a una amenaza que no comprenden, criaturas que los acecha en el bosque. Mientras luchan por sobrevivir, deberán confrontar sus propios demonios y descubrir la verdad detrás de la presencia maligna que los rodea. ¿Podrán escapar de la isla con vida? ¿O serán víctimas de la oscuridad que los persigue? ·T.P·

Vierva was in the slave trade market broken and battered until one day a rich man name Dante decided to buy her. Originally he had planned to use her for her pretty face but as time went on he found himself unable to refuse her anything and relying deeply on her. He needed her. She had him wrapped around her pretty little fingers and he knew, he would do anything for her. He knew she was using him, and that he probably deserved it, that slave girl he saved, he realized she wasn't the innocent person he thought he could use, she was strong, and powerful, and took what she want, and now she was going to use him.

Rocky is keen to visit KUNT, the infamous fetish club he’s heard so much about. The stories are legendary, filling him with great anticipation. As he opens the door, his heart begins to pound. From excitement, or fear? What lies on the other side?<br><br>From the minute he steps inside, he knows this is a place where anything can happen. The muffled boom, boom, boom of industrial dance music permeates the walls, and he has a sudden urge to be in amongst it all.<br><br>He pushes a second door open. The space behind is dark and smoky. The music pounds in his ears as he’s confronted by a sight that almost takes his breath away. His heartbeat quickens. Little does he realize as he heads for the bar that this will be a night he’ll never forget.

Seorang Mahasiswa dari PTN terkenal di Jawa Barat, melakukan kebiasaan liburan panjang akhir semester genapnya di alam bebas. Mahasiswa ini sering kali liburan seorang diri sejak masih duduk di bangku SMA dengan mendatangi puncak-puncak yang ada di Pulau Jawa. Mahasiswa ini berencana mendaki Gunung Slamet yang akan menjadi gunung ke 22 yang akan di taklukan sesuai umur Mahasiswa ini. Ini akan menjadi petualangan dan pendakiannya yang terakhir di dunia ini dan di usianya yang baru dewasa. Ia mengalami kecelakaan karena tidak fokus dan masuk kedalam cerug kawah yang masih aktif di Gunung Slamet. Apakah pendaki itu akan berakhir? "TIDAK" Kenapa? "Karena pendaki ini masih hidup" Bagaimana bisa? "Jawabanya!... ikuti saja ceritanya ya kan! cuss cekidot... gak perlu lama langsung baca saja para pembaca sekalian".

if you dont like it you dont have to read it but please dont put bad comments( a bit of 16+) (and 18+ i think)

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.