It's been 10 months since I was reborn, my life hasn't been that exciting - sleep, cry, drink milk and poop. The weirdest thing that I would say would be Minato, he seems to actively try and avoid me - brushing me off with the same excuse "I still have paperwork to complete so I won't be able to stay with Naruto". Although that doesn't seem to prevent him from teleporting home and continuously having sex with Kushina nearly every night. 

From what I can gather Minato initially thought that I was the child of the prophecy but after 3 months of doing nothing but just draining Kushina's tits he figured he was wrong and as such 'needs' to bring the child of the prophecy into this world. 

At least it was enjoyable while it lasted, I managed to get some memories from Kushina, the basics of chakra training, the steps for the Rasengan, the foundation instructions for fuinjutsu and finally access to the Uzumaki clan chains.

For the past 7 months, Kushina has been leaving me with two of her friends and former teammates, Uroko Kurama and Hinamori Hyuga (the name was made up as I don't know the character's real name) who have both since then been my wet nurses. You guessed it, I have been sucking the tits of the mother of Yakumo Kurama and the mother of Neji Hyuga - both of whom I might add I have been in close contact with (nothing perverted you sick f***s). For me, this was both a heaven-sent opportunity but also one of my hardest challenges: to see if my race skills affect a genjutsu user as well as a byakugan user. That's right I said race skills, it turns out that the bonus the angel gave me was turning me into a half-human half-demon; specifically, an incubus. 

Here is my current status:
Name: Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze
Race: Half-human half-incubus
Age: 10 months
Chakra capacity: middle civilian level
Ninjutsu:
  -Uzumaki chains (locked)
  -Rasengan (locked)
Genjutsu:
  -Demonic Illusion: Hell Viewing Technique 
  -Mist Servant Technique 
Race skills:
  -Stimulation touch (level 1 of 3): 
When in physical contact with someone you can influence their feelings. At level 1 a slight influence but only for a short while, at level 2 you can influence their mind and body to a lesser extent the action being undertaken  and at level 3 any influence will be considered a reflex action to the body bypassing but also influencing the mind of the target.
  -Pregnancy toggle (ON or OFF):
The ability to ensure 100% or 0% percent effective pregnancy
  - Pregnancy gender:
The ability to decide the gender of your child during insemination (NOTE- this skill is automatically locked if the Pregnancy toggle is on OFF)
  -Thought touch (level 2 out of 3):
When in physical contact with someone you can influence their thoughts regarding a person or party. At level 1 a slight influence regarding a person or party but only for a short while, at level 2 the influence will remain in the subconscious of the target and once in a while be a passing thought or an unnoticeable (to the target) subconscious decision. At level 3 the intensity and duration of the influence can be set, both consciously and unconsciously. A telepathic link can also be set up with target once their affection with user is high enough.(NOTE- that even max level skill may be same influence as level 1 to someone with a much greater chakra capacity)
  -Aphrodisiac saliva (ON or OFF)
Your tongue can secrete a hormone that increases the arousal of anyone (other than the user) who injects it
  -Supreme semen (locked) (level 1 of 2):
Your semen is considered a delicacy to the other sex containing rejuvenating properties (allowing women to retain their youth as well as prolong their lifespan) as well as a natural aphrodisiac. Level 2 is achieved when the user is at SS rank chakra capacity - at this point, insemination will not only revert women to their youth but also grant immortality (only an endless lifespan, targets can still be killed through other means).
  -Incubus body 
Your body is naturally stronger and more durable than those at the same strength. Your body is seen as naturally attractive to others - doubly so for the opposite sex. You will almost always leave a favourable impression onto members of the opposite sex the first time you come into contact with them, of course, this does not apply if they already hold hatred towards you.

It turns out that my race can influence a genjutsu user and a dojutsu user like everyone else but the stronger the target the longer it takes to affect them. (NOTE – that strength of target for race skills is their chakra capacity, the closer the chakra capacity to that of the user the easier to affect them; also, the effect can be instantaneous if the target has a lower chakra capacity to the user)

Luckily for me there chakra capacity is that of an initial genin, so after a few months of  grinding I had been able to level up my thought touch and have nearly leveled up stimulation touch alongside two D-ranked genjutsu (from Uroko) as well as basic knowledge about the human body and tenketsus (from Hinamori) but until I am older I cannot perform them. Now whenever I am near them, they get a little horny but the best part is that they will subconsciously begin to rub their breasts together furthering their slight arousal. But the best part is that whenever I am alone with either of them or just the 3 of us their lust skyrockets and their body naturally begin lactating.

As Kushina is still the 'Secret' Jinchuuriki of the Leaf, her relation with Minato is not fully revealed as a result most people don't even know I exist apart from a few friends. The Kurama clan itself is in decline and the branch family of the Hyuga clan are treated like slaves so they both jumped at the chance to be able to raise the 'secret heir' of the hokage, in privacy of course as Kushina (after a little manipulation) stated that if it was revealed to others (specifically the main branch of the Hyuga clan) it will be seen as treason and both of them will face immediate and indiscriminate execution. As a result, no one apart from Kushina knows that I am being raised by them.

Naturally I didn't waste this opportunity and I grinded out my skills on every one of the two groups and now I have essentially two clans who have loyalty to me (currently the only one who is not completely devoted to me is Neji's father Hizashi Hyuga, but that's ok I am waiting for his death in 3 years time which will cause a rift between the two parts of the Hyuga clan as well as break Neji's poor heart which will be the perfect opportunity to manipulate him into one of my second-in-command. 

Of course I didn't stop there, once a week I made it a habit for Uroko to take me to see Mikoto Uchiha (one of the few people who know my heritage but keeps it to herself), her son Itachi (who believes I am Uroko's child - he thinks I'm adopted as Uroko was known to have troubles giving birth) and some of Uroko's friends in the Uchiha clan - basically the branch clan of the Uchiha who like the Hyuga are treated like lesser beings only without the curse mark. I have built up some fame with the branch Uchiha, who is also aware of my status (after I influenced Uroko to reveal it to them 2 months ago) and subsequently have also been introduced into the death threat. 

I have built up some favourable impression onto Mikoto but I am not strong enough to influence her like the Kurama and the two branch families of the Hyuga and Uchiha as she is a retired Jounin while the strongest of the others is about mid chunin level. Still its a start, now though the most concerning issue is the birth of the twins and the Kyuubi attack.

What happens when a man, who has no regard for anything in life than for his own personal gain, is mistakenly killed by an error of a higher being and given some wishes as compensation?

This story is just for fun and I do not own the Naruto series - it belongs to Kishimoto.
This might be cliched and chapters will be irregular or I might just stop the novel altogether at any point.

Also this story will have a harem with lots of girls.
Sorry if that upsets or offends anyone

A loud noise from somewhere makes Yui wakes up. Looking at the clock on her night stand three forty five in the morning. In her sleepy state she get up and find the source of noise. A loud crash of something from down stairs makes her wide awake. She took the baseball bat behind the door. On first attempt opening her door she can't open it after twisting the knob. Her brows ties into a knot when she saw her inside locked is the reason why she can't open it. She can't remember she locked it. And to her surprise all those six locked!!. 

Ever since she slept in that room, she never used her inside locks she just contented on the lock that attached on the door itself. After finally unlocking all of it, she made her way down. Still dark down stairs as she turn off all the lights before she goes to bed. Walk straight to the main switch she turned on the light. As the bright light flooded into the house, Yui can't believe what she saw. 

There's a lot of mess in the living room! And the loud crash she heard is from a glass that shattered into pieces on the floor.

"Sorry.. Did I wake you up little Yui?" 

Yui almost jumped out in surprise when she heard a sudden voice. She saw Noah's head sucking out behind the open door of the fridge like he's looking for something. 

"What is this? Did someone barged in to our house? Did someone dare to rob us?" 

Noah comes out behind the door of the fridge biting a pack of ham on his mouth. 

"No.. I did all of that, I'm sorry." He said placing the food on the kitchen counter. "I stripped and stumbled accidentally on the carpet" he said scratching his head with embarrassment on his face. 

Yui look at him with disbelief. 

"Why didn't you turn on the lights first?" She comes forward to him. She grabbed his shirt and sniff it. "You're drunk!!! Is this the important thing you told me?" Yui cross her arm on her chest.

"No!!!!.. I mean I'm not. I just drink a little. My former classmates saw me after I'm done dealing with that matter. We just have some chat and a little drink." He said like explaining to his wife why he come home late. 

Yui narrow her eyes to him. He knows Noah since the day the Sato brings her to their home. He's an addition to their family. He's like a dear brother to her who always look after her. And she can say aside from his brother, his other friends are not a good influence on him. There are times that he got into a fight and trouble because of them that makes them worried for him. Looking at him, they both share the same color of eyes. With a good built and handsome face every girl will surely chase after him. He's also sweet, caring but sometimes strict. 

"C'mon don't give me that look." Noah ruffled her hair. "Why do I feel like I'm being under when it comes to you?" Noah hug her tenderly. "I'm not drunk OK? If you're worried that I drive myself here, then worry no more. My friends drop me here so don't worry anymore OK?" He cupped her face and pinch her nose. 

"Can you…" Yui don't know if she will continue on what she was about to say. She knew she didn't have the rights to say it. 

"Yes? Go on little Yui." He said gently still hugging her. 

Yui buried her face in her chest like she used to do to her family, and Noah is no exception. The smell of the alcohol mix to the scents of his body. 

"I know I don't have the rights to say this but… Those friends of yours are bad influence to you. Ever since you met them you learned how to drink and always go out at night then come home late and drunk." Yui push him a little and look up on his face. "Can you.. Can you please stay away from them and avoid them from now on?" 
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Noah's drunk state flew instantly when she saw Yui's angelic face looking at him while holding her. The urge of kissing her is too strong to ignore, but he's still trying his best not to do it. He doesn't want to scare her that will lead to unwanted consequences. The last thing he wants is to scare her and avoid him. But God! He really loves this young woman in his arms. He loves her from the very first day he laid his eyes on her. 

He don't know what's in it with her that made him feel this way. He loves everything in her. From her hair, her green eyes that same as him, his small pointed nose, her smooth puffy soft cheeks, her lips.. God he won't get tired kissing those little luscious lips of her. Those lips are definitely taste like wine, and he's willing to get drunk by it. Her smile and laughter that brighten up his day. Her voice that's melody in his ears. Her pale white skin, Her scent. Her scent that intoxicates him every time she's near to him. and her small body that perfectly fits inside his arms whenever he hugs her like this.

Noah likes to date tall and slim woman but the way how his Yui perfectly fits in him, he doesn't mind if she's not tall at all. Because no one can make him feel the way he feels whenever he hugged her. It feels so good.. So nice. Looking at her with those pleading eyes, she really make him under her without any effort made. He presses his forehead to hers trying to surpass the urge of kissing those semi parted lips. He took a deep breath and said. 

"Is not nice to judge people you really don't know Sweety. You may think of them as a bad influence because you just looking at the ugly side. Haven't you think that maybe I'm happy whenever I'm with them? That they help me forget my problems and anxiety towards something?"

" But.. You're happy with us right? There's Papa and Mama who will listen to you anytime you want to talk about something. There's Ken-Ken that always with you. And me.. I'm here you can be friends with me also. I'm not a kid anymore. I may not know everything under the sun but I'm here. Willing to listen whenever you have a problem and help you get rid of that anxiety you feel. We're just worried for you."

Noah hug her again. This time with full of love. Who won't fall for this sweet and caring girl. He will do everything just to make her his. No matter what it takes. He nuzzled her head. Inhaling the scent of her hair as he presses his lips on the crown of her head. No one can make him feel like this. She means the world to him. Not even his past girlfriends. Not even his first girlfriend that he thought his first love. 

Ah.. If Yui just knew. Noah needs those friends of him to distract him from keep on thinking everything about her or else he will go crazy. He needs them to at least gave his heart a break whenever he gets jealous on those guys who keeps on coming near her. He needs them to stop him from forcing her to be his. If she just knew…

"I may not be the man you choose to love and to be with. I just want you to know, I feel no regrets to all those years that I cherish and love you." The man smiled at him dearly. 


"If you ask me something in return for that. It's only one thing.. I want nothing but to see you happy." He covers her eyes where her tears never stop from pouring. "Crying like this is the very last thing I wish to see you. Not until I'm alive." 


"For the last time… just this time. Please forgive me for this." The man didn't wait for her to react. He crossed the distance between their lips and kissed her with all his heart while his hand is still covering her eyes.
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Married Twice. To two different men. On two different circumstances. 


Married at young age. Yuiren Mae and the love of his life on his teenage life got married on her 16th birthday. Married@Sweet16. But misunderstanding test their love to each other. He left her completely lost and broken as her heart shattered into pieces. 


Little did she know her first husband who she doesn't remember completely she has, also renew their marriage license also on her 16th birthday. He stayed on her side in her worse and always there for her without asking anything in exchange. Lift her up and make her feel special. 


Time will come and she needs to choose. Who among them? 


The one she wants to forget but she loves dearly?

Or

The one she forgot but loves her unconditionally?

Suddenly the table started to quiet down as Damien felt a group of students approaching. Turning his head round, he saw a student named Thomas that was part of the genius section of the cafeteria in their age group. 

"So, Damien, I heard that you are stronger than you are letting others know. But to me, you look like a no-good weakling that just knows how to lean on your background to drive fear into others. I demand a spar with you after school!" Thomas announced for the surrounding tables to hear. 

Eavesdropping on their conversation, many of the upperclassmen on the other side of the cafeteria could only laugh and snicker since they were always looking down on those younger then them. Some upperclassmen were even taking bets among each other. 

Thomas was a large and muscular individual despite his young age. With his raw physical strength, his swordsmanship was lacking, but he made up for this technical weakness by pouring all his power into his thrusts and swings. 

Hearing Thomas announcing such a request, Damien turned back around to finish eating, showing Thomas that he was not worthy to even hold a conversation with him. Unwilling to accept the current turn of events, Thomas shouted out in anger. 

"Did you hear me? You weak little bug! I said that I challenge you to a spar!" Thomas couldn't swallow his anger as he reached out to Damien's shoulder to turn him back around forcefully. Except, once Thomas's hand reached Damien's shoulder, he instead grabbed his head and slammed Damien's face into his plate filled with food. 

Damien and the rest of the table were taken off guard. All of Damien's friends started to withdraw their weapons to help protect him as Damien turned towards Thomas once again with a blank face. Damien did not care about being provoked, but in this moment, his reputation would take a dive and that would possibly affect that man who took him in. 

"Good, very good! If you are not going to hide with your tail between your legs, meet me at the arena behind the school after classes are dismissed for the day. I will teach you what it means to be part of the genius circle!" laughing in ridicule, Thomas and his followers walked away, leaving Damien and his friend behind. 

"Yeah, you should retreat! We are not afraid of you or your lackeys Thomas!" Damien's friends including Morty started to shout out towards them. Their group of friends were usually extremely neutral, but now that a true foe appeared, they were not going to hold themselves back in the slightest. 

Within the academy, quite a few alliances were formed between groups of friends and other groups. Although this served no purpose other than increasing one's level of influence, many groups of friends chose to do this so that they could increase their power in the world of politics. 

Due to the constant power struggle of those who would seek political power, some groups such as Damien's, would remain neutral to every other group so that if one side's influence outmatched the other sides, they would still be on friendly terms with everyone. 

The reason that Thomas and his followers chose to instigate a situation with Damien's group was because he was part of an alliance that catered to an influential political group within the Church of Light. By flexing their strength, Thomas would gain more favor from his political group, and he felt that Damien's group had no real backing to pose a threat. 

Damien's group was filled with several individuals who had strong family ties when it came to cities on the smaller scale compared to the rest of the world. However, they were unable to shake any influential family from better off regions that controlled more land. Though they were not considered weak by any means, they were still considered just average overall. 

"You guys can quiet down now that they are gone." Damien told his friends once he finished wiping off his face. "I will put on a show after school that will prove our strength as a group and will prove my personal strength to everyone as well!" with a fire burning in his eyes, Damien sat back down to finish eating before their next class began. 

The rest of the day went by rather quickly, as word spread throughout the academy about the fight. The field agent that took Damien in had a well-established reputation within the tower, and Thomas's political ties were also well established. Word that there would be a spar taking place, started to lift the eyebrows of some teachers and upperclassmen. 

With the scene set, the final classes of the day were finally dismissed. As majority of the students who had nothing else more pressing to attend to as well as some of the academy's faculty made their way over to the arena, Damien remained in the classroom with Morty and Joel.

When the forces of light face the harbingers of darkness, no one is safe. 

Will Damien be able to stave off the approaching demons and save those dear to him?

Follow our MC Damien as he travels throughout the world, taking on missions to free cities overrun by demons. Watch as he meets old and new friends, and makes even more enemies.

The year is 1325, and although firearms do not exist yet, holy and dark energy make up for it. Will Damien remain good, or will he fall into the clutches of darkness?

I do not own the cover.

During this process, Xia Ling had ample time to educate Tang Ting.
Tang Ting grew up with Xia Ling.
Xia Ling's attitude towards him was very relaxed.
The free-range education made the relationship between them more like mother and son, more like friends.
Tang Ting would tell Xia Ling anything.
However, one day during the parent-teacher conference, Xia Ling made a discovery.
Tang Ting, who never sat with girls and naturally hated girls, actually had a little girl with a ponytail sitting next to him.
The little girl was a transfer student. Her skin was very fair and soft, and she looked like a little bun.
The little girl's personality was a little confused, and she was very kind. Although she looked like a saint at such a young age, she was not particularly excessive and annoying.
Xia Ling checked the little girl's name.
Ning Xin?
Surname... ... Ning ? Isn't this the name of the little female lead in this world ? ?
Xia Ling Changed Tang Ting's twisted and dark personality, and also changed the point at which he met the female lead.
In the original plot, Ning Xin met the male lead, Gu Lin, when she was in primary school.
Ning Xin's family background was very good, but Gu Lin's family background was average. When Ning Xin found out that Gu Lin was being bullied, she would take care of him from time to time.
Xia Ling observed.
Tang Ting's personality was more stable than his peers. He was also handsome and good-looking. His grades were good, and he was a straight-a student in class.
Most of the little girls in the class liked him, and Ning Xin... ... seemed to be no exception ? ?
And now, the male lead, Gu Lin, was in the class next to Tang Ting and Ning Xin's.
He endured the ridicule of others his age, and his personality was somewhat eccentric.
Xia Ling had no intention of making her son Fall in love early in primary school.
Knowing Her son and making Xia Ling Notice Gu Lin and Ning Xin, she was not afraid of Tang Ting's future.
Under her education, Tang Ting could at least do one thing. When he liked someone, he would not be particularly awkward. He was also the kind of person who could take it and let it go.
Sometimes, Xia Ling found him too steady and not as playful as when he was young.
* 
He did not deliberately influence Tang Ting's life.
Time passed and it was the end of the semester for Tang Ting.
As he ate, he suddenly asked Xia Ling cautiously.
"Mom, can I bring a few friends over as guests? "
Friends?
Xia Ling immediately thought of Ning Xin.
"Of course, " she replied with a smile.
Tang Ting heaved a sigh of relief. As if he had thought of something, his smile softened.
Xia Ling:"...". ...
When a child is too old to stay.
* 
On the weekend.
Tang Ting brought his friends back.
To Xia Ling's surprise, not only did he bring Ning Xin back, he also brought Gu Lin back.
All of a sudden, the male and female protagonists and villains had gathered at home.
Gu Lin and Ning Xin, who were eight or nine years old, greeted Xia Ling politely as Aunties when they saw her.
When Xia Ling went into the kitchen to prepare freshly squeezed orange juice for them, she heard Ning Xin Whisper to Tang Ting.
"Tang Ting! Your mother is really beautiful! "
Tang Ting: "of course, look at whose mother it is. "
His tone was so nonchalant and arrogant... ... Was it a natural outburst of hormones ? ?
* 
Xia Ling brought them some fruits and told them to make their own arrangements at home.
From the interaction between the three of them, Xia Ling could tell that Tang Ting and Ning Xin were both very caring towards Lin.
Tang Ting did things quietly. At such a young age, he already had some of Tang Jiyao's elegance and magnanimity.
As for Gu Lin, due to the influence of his family background, he was still withdrawn and did not like to talk. No matter what, he was a little bored.
When the two children were together, Tang Ting had already surpassed gu Lin.
As for Ning Xin, she obviously liked to play with Tang Ting more.


Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

You can lead a horse to water, but drowning it is surprisingly difficult.

—HOFFNUNGSLOS

Huddled under her blankets, waiting for the dismal dregs of stained sunlight to slump beneath the horizon, Gehirn smelled Neidrig long before it came into sight. What she first took to be outlying slums turned out simply to be the city. Even Gottlos—which by Selbsthass standards was the kind of place you hurried through in order to get somewhere interesting—seemed like a glistening jewel in comparison. With some longing, the Hassebrand thought back to the time when she crossed the Flussrand River into Gottlos, driven by the knowledge that she served her Theocrat. How long ago had that been? A week? It seemed like forever.

Surrounded by the twenty-some-odd townspeople who had survived both the journey and the Slaver's voracious appetite, Erbrechen's litter moved deeper into Neidrig. As they passed decaying hovels, crumbling shanties, collapsing shacks—and the many inhabitants apparently not lucky enough to possess even that much—Erbrechen called out his invitation. The fat Slaver's retinue grew quickly as curiosity brought even more of the city's destitute and downtrodden within range of his voice and influence.

Within the hour more than a thousand people were following Erbrechen's litter, drawn by vague promises and ensnared by his desperate need for worship. The more people who believed in him, the stronger he became and the farther his influence reached. No doubt some fled the city, those few deranged enough to to think they saw the future or smart enough to understand the danger, but the vast majority remained.

Erbrechen's friends set up camp in the center of the city. Gehirn, standing beside the litter, examined the view. This was clearly the most prosperous part of town; most of the buildings retained their roofs and some even had a second floor.

Fearing any building he might enter would collapse under his weight, Erbrechen commanded a score of men and women to construct a large tent—made mostly of stained sheets hastily stitched together and tied to poles, buildings, or anything else handy. One corner was held up by a man Erbrechen told not to move. Though his arms quivered with the strain, he stayed loyally at his post, apparently thankful for the opportunity to serve.

Erbrechen wrinkled his nose and smacked pink lips at Gehirn. "They certainly are a ripe bunch."

"A little fire would cleanse the lot," muttered Gehirn.

"Don't you dare!" Erbrechen commanded with mock outrage.

The Hassebrand scowled and turned to hide the small pouch of seeds and nuts she drew from within her robe. Even with the pompous Mayor dead, someone still sought to poison her. She picked at the seeds, nibbling like a starved bird. Who could it be? Did Konig have agents in Erbrechen's camp?



Erbrechen watched the tall Hassebrand with concern. The woman was growing ever more unstable. Not that she had ever been particularly sane, he thought with a small giggle.

The dilemma vexed him greatly. The Hassebrand was frighteningly powerful and thus as useful as she was dangerous. Erbrechen considered sending Gehirn away on some make-work task. Preferably one ending in her death.

And yet he hesitated.

Once away from me, she'll be susceptible to the influences of others.

But that wasn't it; he couldn't bring himself to let go of her.

He examined the Hassebrand's hunched shoulders, the glistening dome of her bald skull. Why did it matter so much that she love him?

Everyone loves me!

They had to.

But she wants to!

And didn't.

With a grumbled sigh Erbrechen folded chubby hands across his gelatinous belly and cast his gaze about for the remaining blond sister. Where is the damned girl? She couldn't have gone far without his permission.

"Did we eat the girl in last night's stew?" he called to Gehirn's back, hoping his joke would break her foul mood.

The Hassebrand shrugged without turning. That stung. Why is she ignoring me? He gave her a place at the center of his grand design, saved her from burning herself alive, and she repaid him with rudeness. And lies, he reminded himself.

But I am resilient. Truly kindhearted and forgiving. Already the pain of her betrayal fades.

Why wouldn't she turn and look at him? Was she angry? What could she possibly be angry about?

Allowing himself to feel something for the woman had been a mistake.

She's lucky she's useful, he told himself, or I'd send her away.

He giggled and then stopped, annoyed. Where was the damned girl? He needed attention.

"How do we keep losing them?" Erbrechen aimed his question to the gods above. Though there was no answer, he knew someday, someday soon, there would be.

A few hours later, once it became obvious Morgen was not numbered among those who had fallen under Erbrechen's influence, the Slaver sent teams to scour the countryside. Instructed to bring back, unharmed, any young boy they found, these desperate men and women devastated the towns and farming communities surrounding Neidrig. They murdered families in their sleep, stealing young boys and girls away to be dragged back to Erbrechen's tent. Though a few of the groups didn't return, perhaps a result of regaining some sanity once they were free from Erbrechen's direct influence, most did.

In a few hours Erbrechen's army of children outnumbered the adults. He was more than comfortable with this. The young were so malleable, so easy to teach and twist. And those few finding their way into the evening stew were tender and tasty.

EARLY THE NEXT morning word arrived that two men and a woman had fled west with a young boy rumored to have brought a cat and a Swordsman back from the dead. Erbrechen, sure this must be his prey, ordered the the thronging thousands surrounding his makeshift tent to break camp.

As his new friends packed up the few belongings they'd be bringing—mostly food and blankets—others worked to hastily improve his litter. Both Erbrechen and Gehirn rode within its canopied interior as scores of men struggled to manipulate it down the narrow and winding streets of the soon-to-be-abandoned city.

WHEN THE SUN once again fell, Erbrechen's retinue had barely traveled beyond Neidrig's outer slums. After they knocked down a few homes for firewood, the orgy lasted late into the night.

The Hassebrand sat in glum silence at Erbrechen's side, uncommunicative and no fun at all. Perhaps I should let her roast a few of my more annoying friends. Fire always seemed to lift her mood. Yes, perfect idea! Perhaps then she'd see how giving he was.

Erbrechen leaned toward Gehirn and suddenly became aware of the heat emanating from the woman. He'd thought this a lovely warm evening, but when he noticed how his followers huddled around their campfires, he realized Gehirn kept him warm.

Better not play with fire, Erbrechen decided. The Hassebrand was too unstable.

He heard the piteous yowling of a cat. Moments later the answering yowls of a crowd of voices echoed through the vacant streets.

"What in the hells is that?" Erbrechen asked of one of his nearby friends.

"Cult of the Dead Cat," the woman answered, beaming with the opportunity to talk directly to him. "They crawl where the cats crawls, repeat everything it says."

"Are there a lot of them?"

"Hundreds," she answered.

"Why aren't they following me? I say things much more interesting than meow."

The woman, wearing nothing but a filthy yellow shirt, blinked up at him stupidly.

With a grunt Erbrechen sat back. Why weren't they following him? What did the cat have that he didn't?

Flickering orange shadows danced upon the remaining walls in sinuous mimicry of the rutting and writhing of those closest to the raging bonfire.

"There's some cult worshiping a dead cat," Erbrechen told Gehirn, hoping to break her uncomfortable silence. "Imagine," he mused, "if enough people follow it, it might Ascend."

"Am I in the Afterdeath already? Is this punishment?" Gehirn asked as if she hadn't heard him.

What the hells did that mean? What was going on in this woman's deranged mind? "Is this so bad?" he asked. "Is being with me such a burden?"

Teeth bared in a canine snarl, she spun to face him "Yes! I . . ." Her words trickled to silence as she looked into his eyes. "No. Of course not." She swallowed, turning away. "I'm sorry."

How could she be unhappy, sitting here right next to me? It was impossible! "You do love me, right?"

"Yes. Of course."

"And you're happy, right?"

She nodded without speaking.

"Say it aloud," he commanded.

"I'm happy."

She didn't look happy.

"You don't look happy."

Gehirn smiled sweetly, her eyes full of love.

"Better."

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just purely make for easier reading time

Just as Hannah finished her sentence, the door of her café opened and a woman who was wearing a cap, a pink a blouse, and jeans came inside. 

She scanned the whole place and stopped her gaze at the counter where she saw Hazel Kun in a heated argument with someone. 

She walked up to them and held Hazel's arm, "Hazel! I've been looking all over for you! How could you run off like that?"

Hazel turned her head and looked at the woman who just spoke to her, "Nancy! Help me out here! They have wronged me!", she ranted.

Nancy looked up and her eyes met Hannah's, "Hannah?", she called. 

"Nancy.", Hannah's brows scrunched up.

"What's going on here, Hazel?", Nancy asked her friend as she didn't understand what the problem was, she looked back to Hannah, "What did you do Hannah? Did you bully her?"

Hannah found the situation comical when she realized that the two of them were friends. She laughed and crossed her arms, "Wow, you both are friends and you both have a bad attitude. Impressive! Friends of the same feather really do flock together.", she mocked.

Nancy's expression darkened when she heard Hannah, "What did you say?"

Hannah ignored Nancy and turned to her staff who had just come back from treating her wound, "Debbie, do you want to press charges against this woman?", she asked.

"What do you mean press charges?! You!", Hazel enraged.

"Hannah Chu! Don't go too far!", Nancy Jung also got agitated, she never liked Hannah ever since they were young. And what is this about pressing charges?

Hannah turned her head to Nancy who was also getting on her nerves, "Your friend injured my employee. Am I wrong to suggest that we should press charges?", she questioned.

Nancy was taken aback. Since she had come late, she didn't know what happened earlier and just assumed that Nancy was bullying Hazel. After Hannah mentioned about her employee getting injured, that's when she noticed the red patch on the girl's arm. She then looked at Hazel beside her and sneered in her thoughts, 'Idiot! What did you do this time?'. 

Debbie glanced at Hazel and Nancy before she answered her boss, "No ma'am. I'm okay, I won't press charges."

"Too bad.", Hannah shrugged and both Hazel and Nancy's face contorted because of her small comment. 

Hannah faced Hazel again, "So, what would it be? Would you like to get your order or would you like a refund?"

"No! I want her fired! You're the manager right?", Hazel whined like a child.

At this point, Hannah already had enough. She didn't want to make the problem to get bigger especially that the customers around them were already disturbed because of the actress' childish behavior. 

Hannah turned to Debbie again and asked her for the amount that Hazel had paid for her order earlier. Debbie acted very quickly and handed the money to Hannah. She then shoved the money to Hazel's hands before she spoke to Nancy, "Your friend is drunk and you are causing my customers to be uncomfortable. I suggest that you leave."

"You're a manager and you're driving us out?!", Hazel yelled. "We are here as customers!"

Hazel was playing the victim card and used her role as the 'customer' but Hannah wasn't going to have it anymore. 

So she firmly replied, "If you don't leave, I will ask the security to escort you out!"

"You can't do that to me! You're just a lowly manager!", Hazel yelled, her high-pitched voice rang inside the cafe.

At this point, Samantha who was going through some Trident documents on her tablet heard Hazel's loud voice. Earlier, she didn't bother listening in because she thought that it was just a petty argument that Hannah could handle as she owned the place. She wasn't aware of what was happening around her as she was too focused on her reading and her table was quite far from the counter. 

Looking at the commotion, Samantha saw that Hannah was facing two women and they looked like their argument had gotten serious as when she looked at the customers around them they were all watching the show intently as if they were enjoying a television drama.

After contemplating for a bit, Samantha finally stood up and headed towards them. When she was nearing, she heard Hazel complaining nonstop. She was going on and on about how arrogant Hannah is and how she was being rude to her customer and defended the staff who was in the wrong.

"I can't believe a manager would ask a customer to leave, are you not afraid that you will lose customers? I have influence!", Hazel kept on boasting about her popularity and how she will be able to influence people to boycott The Busy Bean café for chasing a customer out.

Samantha stayed back a little as she observed the whole scene but her ears had heard enough and were starting to get irritated that she had to step in. 

She laughed in ridicule at what she had heard, "I don't think this café is going to lose any customers. As for you, a small time actress… are you sure that you have influence? What a joke!"

The three of them by the counter heard Samantha and all of them including the onlookers turned their heads to her and saw her sauntering towards the counter with a menacing smile on her face.

The first one who reacted was Nancy, "Samantha Kim."

[COMPLETED]

Nobody's perfect. Not even Samantha Kim who was born from a wealthy family and a CEO of her own company. She had a lot of interests but she was still unhappy... like she was missing something in her life. 

She was known as a strong and independent woman, who liked to keep things to herself and doesn't want to rely on others. She had built a wall around herself, wanting to live a low profile life and away from the limelight. 

She is successful and confident, but what does she really want to do with her life? Who does she want to spend her life with? Why haven’t any of her past relationships worked out?

Meeting Daniel Cho, the Most Eligible Bachelor of M City, will change her in ways she never expected. But how much change will it do to her? Samantha struggled as she tried to understand the feelings she's going to experience with Daniel. Will she stay strong? Or will she crumble?

Enjoy the story of Samantha on her journey of self-discovery, coming to terms with their pasts, and a chance encounter with a man. See their seemly fated encounter and watch as they navigate their relationship.

Join us as we discover how the two of them will answer these questions and more. As she makes mistakes, how she rises to the challenges put in her path, and how he chases after her, dotes on her and loves her unconditionally. 

It’s not always the straightest path for Samantha and Daniel, and she paved her own way but hear the story of how just a little encounter changed her life forever.

Samantha and Daniel will have a happy encounter, but will they also have a happy ending?

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**Characters and Plot are fictional. Any similarities between names and settings are purely coincidental.**

(Country and City names are going through revision as well to connect all my novels in one world.)

Grammar is not perfect but slowly editing the first chapters. If you want to be a volunteer proofreader, kindly join my discord server and tag me. 

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