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Darkness. The ultimate ruler, the true One-Above-All. Everything starts from it, and everything returns to it eventually. People say that in your final moments, darkness seeps in your very existence, engulfs your whole being. They say it’s an incredibly relaxing feeling that takes you on your journey to your afterlife. They say that in the very darkness, the ‘nothingness’ your weary soul will finally be able to rest and relax. This brings up some very philosophical and existential questions. Do you even exist? Follow the epic journey of Aiden, the last primal, a unique and ancient race as he finds his place in a strange, new world, filled with threats and violence. ----- UPDATE: A supportive reader has created a Discord Server. Here's the link if you would like to reach out to me and/or join the community: http://discord.link/Shaele ----- If you would like to support me and leave me a personalized message, you can buy me a 'coffee' at Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/shaele ----- This story (and the world itself) is something I started writing and creating 15 years ago, while I was telling stories with my friends in our regular D&D sessions. The world is a hand-crafted fantasy world, filled with history and lore that we created over the course of years. While I may be new to the writing scene, I will do my very best to bring you an enjoyable experience. Hope you enjoy the journey just as much as I enjoyed creating it.

Il nostro server discord: https://discord.gg/bd9aDdEeQK Senza accorgersene, un uomo chiamato Bill è morto, ma poi ha capito che la sua vita non sarebbe finita in quel modo e presto è rinato come Billy in un altro mondo. Billy era già abbastanza soddisfatto di aver conservato i suoi ricordi, ma le sorprese non finivano lì. Era nato con uno strano potere che gli concedeva la possibilità di convertire il mana in punti esperienza e trasmetterlo a ogni tipo di cosa. Le cose sembravano andare piuttosto bene finché non si è reso conto di essere nato in un villaggio povero e rustico che stava affrontando l'imminente estinzione per mano di creature di cui non aveva mai sentito parlare prima e di altre tribù che avevano ogni sorta di abilità. Prima di imparare anche solo a gattonare, Billy doveva trovare un modo per aiutare la sua tribù. Altrimenti, sarebbero stati annientati prima che lui potesse diventare abbastanza forte da reggersi in piedi. Il viaggio di Billy sarà molto diverso da come lo aveva immaginato. Molto più lontano dalla Terra di quanto avesse originariamente pensato, Billy dovrà adattarsi a un nuovo ambiente dove la sua tribù si trova in fondo alla catena alimentare. Sarà in grado di crescere in sicurezza e cercare di cambiare le cose in meglio per la sua nuova famiglia e i suoi amici? La storia, tutti i nomi, i personaggi e gli incidenti ritratti in questa produzione sono fittizi. Non è prevista né dovrebbe essere dedotta alcuna identificazione con persone reali (vive o decedute), luoghi, edifici e prodotti.

"My heritage is a strange one, my destiny even stranger. My journey is not for the faint hearted, and even my friends cannot truly be trusted. Yet I will come out on top, for I am the Supreme" Our story starts on the planet of Zandor, as a young boy realizes that his path isn't as simple as it seems. Follow Mane as he strives to understand what it means to be a Supreme, and uncover the reason why so many gods want him dead.

Reincarnated as a baby who was in his mother's womb for a hundred years, the moment Lin Xuan was born, the whole world was shocked. When he took his first breath, he gathered all the purple qi from 30,000 miles east. He was dubbed the Saint Child by others. When he let out his first cry, it helped all of the cultivators around him break through their limits. When he first opened his eyes, his parents mastered the Divine Eyes technique. When he first moved his fingers, he tore open a crack in space. It was the Devastating Finger. When he took his first step, cracks formed on the crust of the earth. It was the Chaotic Eight Steps. When he first spoke, first ate, and first showered… His Ancestor praised, “He’s the pride of our family.” The Holy Maiden argued, “He’s mine!” The Empress announced, “I’m willing to wait until he’s an adult!” Buddda’s apprentice cursed, “Why am I meditating here? I can break through just by being close to him!” By the time the baby grew into a child, he was already invincible.

"M... Marissa! Er de mine børn?" Rafaels øjne flyttede sig ikke fra de bedårende børns ansigter. "Nej, Rafael. Det er de ikke," sagde Marissa med et falsk smil, "De er ikke dine. Kan du huske det?" hun slog vipperne ned ret dramatisk, "Vi var aldrig gift!" Marissa Aarons ældre søster Valerie Aaron svigtede sin blinde kæreste på deres bryllupsdag og stak af. For at redde ansigt tryglede Merissas familie hende om at gifte sig med Raphael Sinclair. Ironien? Hun fik ikke lov til at fortælle sin blinde mand, at hun ikke var Valerie, men Merissa Aaron. På dagen for Rafaels vellykkede øjenoperation fandt Marissa ud af, at Valerie var tilbage for at indtage sin retmæssige plads som Sinclaires svigerdatter. Marissa forsøgte at forklare sin mand, at det var hende, der var gift med ham, men han troede hende ikke. I stedet for at forsøge at overbevise ham yderligere, besluttede en knust Merissa at forlade byen uden at fortælle ham sin hemmelighed. Raphael Sinclair var den klassiske definition på drønlækker og var den eneste arving til Sinclair koncernen. Hvad ville han gøre, når han fandt ud af, at den kvinde, der hele tiden havde tilbudt ham sin kærlighed og sin krop, ikke var Valerie, men hendes lillesøster Marissa Aaron? Hvordan ville han reagere, når han fandt ud af, at han var far til de babyer, Marissa bar i sin livmoder? Ville han tage efter Marissa og vinde hende tilbage? Og million-dollar-spørgsmålet! Ville Marissa nogensinde kunne tilgive ham og elske ham igen?

For fem år siden blev hun tvunget til at gifte sig ind i Quinton-familien. Hendes svigermor brød sig ikke om hende, hendes mand elskede hende ikke, og hun led under kold behandling og diverse pinsler. Fem år senere blev hun resolut skilt fra ham, men overhørte ved et tilfælde en chokerende nyhed; det viste sig, at den mand, der tilbragte en nat med hende dengang, ikke var hendes eksmand. Den lille pige, der blev forgudet af alle i Quinton-familien, var i virkeligheden hendes barn. Hun var fast besluttet på at vinde sit barn tilbage, men kom til at provokere den mest formidable mand i Quinton-familien. Med et koldt ansigtsudtryk tog han hende med hjem...

"Vil du vide, hvordan det her fungerer?" hviskede han. "Ja!" gispede jeg som svar på, at han hev i mit hår. "Jeg vil gerne vide det." "Ja, hvad?" spurgte han, hvilket fik mine tanker til at hvirvle rundt med erkendelsen af, hvad han tændte på. "Ja, herre. Jeg kan være en sød pige." **** For Becca vækkede turen til Miami gamle barndomsminder med hendes bedste veninde, Tally. Hun havde brug for pausen efter et hårdt år på Yale og et brud med sin kæreste, Chad. Hun forventede ikke, at hendes sommer fuld af sjov skulle inkludere at sove med James, Den Italienske Hingst – Tallys far. Selvom hun ved, det er forkert, lader hun James trække sig ind i en malstrøm af nydelse, der får hende til at bryde igennem virkelighedens overflade og kæmpe for at overleve. Kan Becca udholde denne nydelse, uden at Tally finder ud af det? Eller vil hendes hemmeligheder få hendes verden til at styrte i grus?

An expedition into the unknown was truly that, what did he expect to find, stories of ghosts in the final frontier, expeditions doomed to fail, and then of course the Alaskan triangle... Unexplainable events still unexplained to this day regardless of how technology reveals the unknown. Has he gone mad? Or was this normal for anyone who gets lost here. Is it the cold? Hypothermia? Or was it rally him who lost all reasonable thought.. People go missing here more than they do in the Bermuda triangle, it was a fact brought up to him by someone who knew the area well, but he merely shrugged it off. Was he lost? Did the triangle take him? Sweat dripped down his forehead, Bertus was way too old for this but adrenaline had him on his feet by a margin, he didn't know it was going to be this kind of expedition. 'Why are you running?' The ghost like voice echoed through the forest again, he stopped and leaned against a tree, looking back he saw nothing, just trees, rocks and snow. 'Just say, and I'll end it' "Please stop!" He cried standing up and backing to a tree "I can't take it anymore!" 'Are you willing to submit yourself to me?' "What ever it takes!" Bertus saw a set of green glowing eyes appear in the dark ahead of him, then another, then another. Soon he found himself surrounded by eyes, standing so that they don't come in line with the illuminated snow. Bertus felt his breathing pick up, a fog started rolling in from all directions, until the wolf eyes disappeared behind it. Somehow it gave him relief, until the eyes appeared in the mist again, this time closer, but still they made no noise, he trembled uncontrollably looking around as to see a way out but there was none. 'You can calm down now Bertus' the voice came from the front, he saw between the green dots a set of violet purple eyes appear, and come up to him, as they approached, the white mist inverted, turning black, the trees turned white, he could see the wolves now but they looked like corpses, half bone, flesh rotten and intestines missing. Some were only an embodied ball of sagging, rotting flesh, the bones not present. Fear gripped Bertus but then a hand took his cheek and brought his face forward to meet the purple eyes again, it was a woman, she looked native American but her eyes seemed lifeless, hollow, violet smoke emitted from her irises, making it hard to see how her eyes really looked. Bertus backed but only his head could move and it hit the tree. He looked down and saw she was in fact naked, but black smoke covered her in such a way that one could only barely make out her nudity. 'Sssh–' she said, he saw fangs in her mouth, black ears on her head tucked into her thick black hair. 'I will take the nightmare away now' She leaned in and kissed him. Bertus felt her cold lips, then in through his mouth came warmth, almost like drinking soup, it went down into his stomach and finally it made his whole body twitch involuntarily. Pain took him over, he screamed and fell to the ground it felt like his body was being torn from the inside out, then as the hunger and bloodlust set in, his vision blacked out. 'You will never be human again, you will never die as well, but you will always seek blood, want flesh, and always want more'

"Ne l'appelle pas une salope, connard," siffla Sierra. "Qu'est-ce que ça peut te faire ?" demanda le type crasseux. "Je ne sais pas, Stimpy, peut-être parce que tu harcèles ma femme et qu'elle vient juste d'arriver." "Oh, merde, Orion. Désolé, mec. Je ne savais pas qu'elle était avec toi." Orion : En tant qu'héritier présomptif de l'écusson de Président du MC Primal Howlers, une rencontre fortuite avec une belle femme m'entraîne dans une guerre inattendue qui pourrait faire tomber tout le club. Mais quand elle me fuit, je la poursuivrai jusqu'au bout de la terre pour la retrouver et la ramener. Qu'elle le veuille ou non. Raquel : J'ai déménagé à Monument, Colorado pour écrire ma thèse et prendre un peu de distance avec ma famille envahissante. Ce que je n'avais pas prévu, c'était de me retrouver accrochée à un motard qui semble n'avoir rien à perdre. Moi, en revanche, j'ai tout à perdre et je crains qu'Orion ne soit ma perte.

"Não a chame de vadia, seu babaca", Sierra sibilou. "O que você tem a ver com isso?", o nojento seboso exigiu. "Ah, sei lá, Stimpy, talvez porque você está assediando a minha mulher e ela acabou de chegar." "Ah, merda, Orion. Foi mal, cara. Não sabia que ela estava com você." Orion: Como o herdeiro direto do distintivo de Presidente do Primal Howlers MC, um encontro casual com uma mulher linda me joga em uma guerra que eu não esperava e que poderia derrubar o clube inteiro. Mas quando ela foge de mim, eu a perseguirei até o fim do mundo para encontrá-la e trazê-la de volta. Quer ela goste, quer não. Raquel: Eu me mudei para Monument, Colorado, para escrever minha tese e conseguir uma distância muito necessária da minha família sufocante. O que eu não esperava era me ver obcecada por um biker que parece não ter nada a perder. Eu, no entanto, tenho tudo a perder e temo que Orion possa ser a minha ruína.