After undressed from his work clothes, he took a minute to look at himself in the mirror. The extra weight that he had carried around since the high school all seemed to pool together in his stomach and chest, which he hated the most. Some of the more particularly nasty kids had asked him what his bra size was before, as a way to really poke fun at his weight. He wanted to get slimmer, but had no idea where to start. There seemed to be so many conflicting results when he tried to research weight loss online. Don't eat carbs, or don't eat fats. Do only cardio, or just lift some weights, and ignore cardio. It got very overwhelming for someone who just wanted to lose a little weight and just needed a little guidance.

He would even be satisfied just going back to his early high school weight, when he was still playing baseball every spring. Back then, he was a lot leaner, and the regular practices had him in the best shape of his life. Yet since he graduated, the pounds had slowly crept on, until he became the fat guy he now saw in the mirror.

After putting on his sleeping clothes and sliding into bed, he got in a comfortable position and tried not to think about Danny again. He was largely successful, and thankfully, fell asleep with pictures of Abby Cutler in his head, and the thought of asking her out. Enough was enough, he decided before falling asleep. It was time to make a move on Abby!

Rylen grit his teeth as he walked idly back towards Kelly's house. It had taken everything in him to leave as he watched Kelly and Alex kiss. He knew it had to be done, but he didn't expect the jealousy he felt in that moment. It was either he leave or rip Alex limb from limb.

It had been an hour since he left and he was halfway back to the house, taking his time. In under a minute he was miles away and he had never felt more relieved. Rylen sighed as he looked at the full moon, continuing to walk at his leisure. Incubui were supposed to be just the male version of Succubui, but were all of them this strong? He shook his head at the thought, probably not. Kelly was special.

He pulled a chain from his pocket. The piece of jewelry was simple and unassuming but it had costed him a pretty penny. It was a talisman made by one of the most powerful witches he could find in two days. The piece of jewelry was specially made to help Kelly suppress his aura. It was more a selfish gift than one of kindness. If he could help Kelly suppress his aura then maybe he could sort out whether what he was feeling was real or not. Preferably before he drowned in the urge to make the little demon scream in pleasure. For a few moments he wondered exactly how much Kelly could take before he begged him to stop... Maybe he'd be the one begging.
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Kelly looked at himself in the mirror as he dried himself off. He felt alot better after a shower, washing off the remnants of his earlier....activities. He didn't really know how to feel about what happened. It all felt so natural to him in the moment. Like he was in his element. And he enjoyed making Alex writhe in pleasure. Though, that was to be expected. He was a sex demon after all. 

He shook his head and wrapped the towel around his waist, taking in what he could see of his form in the bathroom mirror. His skin seemed smoother with a healthy glow and his body was noticably leaner. That didn't surprise him much, it was only natural since his kind got stronger and more attractive the more sex they have. He was only slightly stronger than the average human before having sex with Alex, and even though they didn't go all the way, it seemed to be enough to make him a bit stronger than he was before.

Kelly walked out of his bathroom and into his room, drying his hair as he went. Alex had passed out a bit after they were done and was currently taking up the entire right side of his bed. His favorite side to sleep on. Kelly momentarily contemplated moving him or just waking him and telling him to go home but decided against it. Both of those options involved touching him and he didn't want a repeat of what they just did. 

Instead he just put on a pair of sweatpants and made his way out of the room as quietly as possible. He was going to sleep in his sister's room. Sharing a bed with Alex was too dangerous. He looked like someone who liked to cuddle.
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Jonas was staying with Wards to listen to a sweet story of which we will never hear the end because when we got to the middle Wards stop almost immediately shaking his tail strongly showing his irritation, those big garlic slammed the air like she did. never spanked him
Sanaro was never far from Jonas because of the rope tails that linked them both, Shadow, Valman and Lir days were always far from their three friends yet they look at them, listen to them and pay attention to them
Sanaro: Tell me, what is a mirror demon?
Wards: A mirror demon, it is a demon that you do not see with the naked eye but only in a mirror and again this one makes you lose your vision lock you in an illusion
Jonas: ... Illusion ...?
Jonah's voice was so low, so unreliable like a little animal that hopes not to be heard by these predators
Wards: If you don't see the demon in these mirrors before he himself sees his reflection, you are reported as already dead but if you lose him again before him, you never live long with a demon like that and if you live .. .
Wards approached those claws to Jonas and put some on his back while staring at a mirror.
Wards: Your life will no longer have any meaning because this thing will keep on your back until you follow it to its loss because you are special for "Him"
Sanaro: Special for "Him"?
Wards: They all have the same leader, Xianemorism
Lir days: (Happens) Xanemorism?
Wards: A cross demon of mirrors and cross demon of record players, if you enter his lair consider yourself already lost in nothingness
Valman: What if one of those mirror demons is already hanging on you?
Wards instead of answering he just turned his head not wanting to look at anyone, Jonas instead of leaving with the others put a soft hand on Wards but instead of seeing him react ... his appearance became much leaner, much more rotten ... his throat ripped out ... scratch and burn marks all over
Wards: Don't do that .... I beg you .... I'll follow you .... but don't ...
Jonas: ..T-ta g ... throat ...
Wards: I know ... my true form is filthy .... leave me alone ..
Jonas did not dare to look at Wards because this one cried already in his corner covered with his own blood with in a reflection that Jonas saw a strange demon hanging on the back of Wards ... but he decided to leave to let Wards cry and thinking alone in this body which he apparently hated a lot ... Jonas had his throat tight ... his own tails knot around his neck choked him ... his body writhing in pain ... Sanaro then caught the knot and tied it around him, smiling ....
Jonas didn't like it when Sanaro spanked that ..... Sanaro knew he hated when that rope was on that pretty gray neck though ..... Jonas had a rather pale but pink neck while his cousin was grayish. ... he hated when Sanaro spanked that! so why is he spanking him ?!
Sanaro: I'm yours cousin .... I'm yours forever so strangle me if you feel like it ... but don't hurt you Jonas ...
Jonah didn't like that ... he didn't like that look ... those sweet words ... because ... it was he who killed his cousin by strangling him after he was tempted to sucking each other
Jonas: Don't do that ... please ...
Sanaro tightened the knot around his neck smiling, he had so tightened the knot that Janos could not remove it ... he wanted to scream for help because he returned to his own nightmare .... .
The day he had strangled his cousin who could not die from his bullet in the neck .... when Jonas finally arrived screamed, Sanaro cried softly while gently holding the rope while smiling seeming to be happy .... why are you happy idiot ?! I strangled you !!! stop her! wanted to tell him Jonah who was petrified
Sanaro: (Hold the rope) Thank you cousin ... thank you for bringing me with you .... we promise to all do together so thank you ...
Jonas: ... S-Sanaro ... what are you ...
Before he could even finish his sentence Sanaro tightened the knot around his thin neck even more ... the rope didn't want to come off now knowing how Sanaro had died, Jonas screamed understanding what he had just done. .... deprived of his liberty to save his cousin who had killed the one who saved him ....
Sanaro might be the loudest .... he was the one to keep him in the straight line ..... so he looked at Sanaro who was smiling and crying as he let out a single sentence ..
Sanaro: Don't worry all is well Jonas
He was his hero ... but he had caught him and turned him into a blood monster ... my sweet hero ...

This tells the story of the Lir Gore Hotel gang who tried to go to a hell less ... less gore precisely so followed the story of this group trying to leave hell on a road covered with corpses and sung

Nova
'' This is the story how I became the person who I am today. It all began when I was twelve and found the staff that would change my life''
Nova opens his eyes. He knows today is the big day! He just turned 12 today and the elders of the sect will measure the cultivation speed of Nova. There are 3 levels of cultivation speed. The first one is the ordinary speed. The second level is the talented speed, which is twice as fast as the first one. The third is the genius speed that is four times that of ordinary speed. There are some rumours of the godspeed, which is ten times that of normal speed, but the number of people who got that can be counted on one hand. Nova looks at his room. It is a simple room with only the necessity like a bed and a table to sit on. The floor is made of old dark wood and it creaks when you walk on it. Nova looks in the mirror when cleaning his face of morning sleep. He is a boy with black middle long hair and red eyes with black pupils. he is built athletic, but not too muscular but leaner with a definition of some muscles. He has an average heigh. When he is done cleaning he goes to the main eating hall for breakfast. It is a big hall with a lot of windows where the sunrise comes through. In the middle, there are 5 long rows of tables where around 1000 people are sitting. Every meal cost around 5 to 10 iron coins. The reason it is so cheap is that all parents of the children in this sect have to pay a certain amount of money to allow their children to study and practice cultivation. On the wall of the mail dinner hall are all the famous people who came from this sect. This included the current sect master Mr David. He would examine the cultivation speed of Nova today. After finishing breakfast, what consisted of porridge and bread, Nova returned to his room.

''what is this'' as Nova looks at the black staff he finds on the ground.

Follow the  story of Nova Wong, a yong boy who will explore the vast world and beyond.

My name is Rain. I'm 28 years old, female with brown hair and blue eyes. I was abandoned by what people assume to be, my parents as a tiny infant. I was rescued on the 21st of December by two friendly loggers. Their dog if you can call it that smelled me and started whimpering. That is how the two loggers found me.  
   I was later put into the foster care system, there I bounced from one strangers home to another. Frankly I always thought, if my parents abandoned me why would other people want me? So that is when at sixteen years of age I started to work, so I can permantly leave the system and have a place of my own. 
  I worked odd jobs here and there at first, then I got my food handlers card, and became a waitress.
    I aged out of the system and was finally able to find a small studio for myself in Medford, Oregon. I work for Rosy's Mexican Resteraunt. I get full benefits and a decent salary. 
  "Rain, dear. You shouldn't be working yourself too hard.You can get sick." That is Miss Rosy for you. She is fifty six years of age, never married nor had any children that I may have known of. What a woman!
  "Miss Rosy you know my reasons for coming to work, and frankly there won't be anyone at home waiting for me." I tried to rebuttle.
  "Look, Mija. Money is great, but life is too short to be working all the damn time. I know I committed my mistakes, and I'm trying to save you from doing the same." Miss Rosy nudge me a little with her index finger.Safe to say she was right. 
  I started to an uneasy feeling in my stomach. I want to vomit. I through my apron onto an empty table and ran straight to the bathroom. There was a knock on the door.
 "Busy!" I kept throwing up my breakfast.S**t this looks bad. "Mija, I told you, you should rest. Take the rest of the week off, and don't come back until you fully recupperated. Ill have Benny, cover your shift." I tried to reply, but more puke started coming out of me. Miss Rosy left the bathroom. 
  I finished hurling my stomach out , and went straight to the sink. My eyes look like blue saphires, and my face looks like I've just applied professional make up on. My body looks leaner. "Damn Im smoking hot." 
   I came out of the bathroom, and the whole resteraunt went silent. Then a few second later Miss Rosy appeared."Mija what happened to you in there?"
  A wavering of confusion lingered through my body. "I only vomitted and when I went to thw sink and saw myself in the mirror, I came out looking like this." 
  That is when a bunch of women went into the bathroom too look at themselves. I couldn't help, but chuckle a little. "Okay Mija, now go home and rest." I nodded and left the resteraunt.    
  I got home pretty late and I saw the full moon, that is when suddenly I started to feel pain all over my body. Intence muscle and bone breaking pain. I got to my studio and laid on the floor. I wanted to scream, but the paim was immesurable, that I soon passed out.

Tuika had rushed home after what had just happened. "what does it mean I have become a player?" Tuika's thoughts were all over the place he didn't quite know what to make of the situation. he put his sword down on his bed and looked to his left at his mirror. staring back at him was a boy with pure white hair with shining purple eyes. despite his small stature his body is well toned and defined. "huu status open." he said as a small status screen opened.

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Status
Name Tuika Konoichi
race: Human
age: 14
level: 7

(experience 28)

Hp: 33
Stm:65
Mp:2

Skills: Evolution:(0/25) the one who evolves like time. give experience to evolve past your human limitations

Equipment: common clothes:(bonus: villagers recognize there own)
unnamed sword: a sword forged from The Divine spear(bonus: can cut through any material) 

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"So Evolution allows me to evolve past a human?" Tuika rubbed his face. "I'll leave it alone for now I can't go messing with something I don't understand. plus I don't have that much experience after I use it, but I wonder what it does..." Tuika reached out allocating the points. a ding sounded in his head and then suddenly everything went black as he collapsed onto his bed.

a night passes as Tuika woke up from his sleep. "ugh what happened." he spoke his voice a little deeper. he sat up rubbing his  face his head hurting ever so slightly. then he saw a glimpse of himself in the mirror. his body had become bigger and leaner his purple eyes have now turned a crimson red his white hair becoming black. "s-status!" he said as the status screen opened. the only things that have changed was his mp now had a weird symbol where the two should be, and his race was now High Human. "what is a High Human?" Tuika mumbled to himself. he was pondering to himself about the situation when a knock was heard at his door. Tuika lived alone he didn't have any parents, or siblings he was usually alone that's why Burkle was always so nice to him. "y-yes who is it!" Tuika called walking to the door and opening it. 


stood there infront of Tuika was a Imperial Guard there was a few stationed in the village, but this one was dressed a lot more flashy.

"hm are you Tuika Konoichi?" The guard spoke not moving from his spot he had the same black hair but he had pretty blue eyes like a crystal clear ocean.

Tuika was confused for a second. "Yes sir I'm Tuika, can I ask why you are here?" he asked he didn't know why the guard was here.

"yes you have come into possession of a sword from a god like being I am here to apprehend it." he said pushing past Tuika and going straight for his sword.

Tuika grabbed the man's arm stopping him in his tracks. The guard looked back he was forcibly stopped the boys strength was incredible. "unhand me boy or I will use force."

"that's my sword you can't take it, it's already equipped to me." Tuika said. It was the truth, but since he hadn't named it, it wasn't fully equipped so it could be taken if unmonitored. 

"then you'll have to die today." the guard had drawn his sword in a instant. he quickly tried to stab Tuika he wanted to get rid of the boy before he had a second to think.

Tuika saw the sword coming at him but something in his mind clicked and his face became calm as he moved out of the way rolling towards his sword grabbing it. he unsheathed his weapon as the guard advances on him. the guard goes down to cut Tuika again but his sword was sliced through when it connected with his sword, and before he even had a second to think a sword was in his chest. "w-what?"
 he managed to let out before falling to the floor dead. 

Tuika snapped back to reality as he looked at the body on his floor and the sword in his hands. "what have I done?" he said his hands shaking as a pop up window opened 
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level up x22

Exp Gained: 43821

Skill Gained: Flash: Move in a instant up to 60ft
Skill Gained: Fireball: A ball of fire that can be shoot at enemies
Skill Gained: Evolution*2 (0/100)

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"what is happening to me, I just killed someone!" he quickly grabbed his sword and put it in it's sheath and ran out a full squad of Imperial soldiers stood out infront of his house waiting for him. 

"freeze don't move or we will open fire on you." A tall Bear looking man said walking forward. "Now you'll be coming with us son." he said a savage like smile on his face.

in a world filled with magic and monsters those who fight them are called adventures but what happens when a normal village boy gets power far outside his understanding.

I jolted from sleep gasping for breath. Sweat drenched me and my sheets. I threw my covers off and threw my large bay window open, gasping for air. My stomach wrenched, sweat dotted my brow. My muscles ached, it felt as if I had pulled everything in my body. I groaned and stood shakily. Shadows flitted about my room, I blinked to clear my eyes. The air appeared to shimmer before me, so I sat down on my bed and put my head in my hands, taking deep breaths.
The alarm clock read 4:30 A.M. The sun had not yet risen, the bright full moon shone through the window and illuminated my small bedroom. It wasn't much, a double bed in the corner, a small desk in the other, with a computer. Bookshelves lined my walls and stacks of books were strewn about the room. I stood and went to the small door that lead to my bathroom. I switched on the light and placed my hands on either side of the sink, still breathing deeply. I looked up at my reflection.
I screamed. The face in the mirror that looked back at me was so different than my own. Deep emerald eyes met me, so different from the pale green I was accustomed to. My hair was longer, and fell in soft curls around my waist, a deep shimmering auburn. It looked like dancing flames. My figure was slightly leaner, honed with muscle. I was already muscular before from hours of training, but it was even more pronounced. My curves were wider, including my breasts and hips. My lips were a bow, plump and red.
The thing that stood out to me the most, however, were the sharp pointed tips of my ears poking out from beneath my hair. I reached up and touched it, the tip was sensitive and very real. I squeaked as I realized it was me in the mirror. I reached toward the mirror and touched my face. Swirling patterns coated my skin, delicate and intricate looking like vines or leaves, trailed up my arm. The nails on my fingers had grown longer and sharp, smooth rather than my normal jagged torn cuticles.
A crash came from my room and my mother came running into the room, followed by a tall man with dark hair and kind brown eyes.
"What's going on in here?!" Alan yelled, looking ready to fight. My mother looked at me and gasped, her hand covering her mouth. She pulled the lapels of her robe shut.
"What the fuck happened to me?" I screamed, pointing to my ears. Tears ran down my face, my mother ran forward and placed her palms on either side of my face, she emulated deep breathing. Following her example, my breaths slowed. She walked me into my room and sat me down on the bed, looking at Alan and back to me, and began pacing in front of me. Alan stood up and placed his hands on my mom's shoulders.

"Ryder, it's time to tell her." My ears perked up. Ryder? My mother always went by Adams. My mother responded to the name, however and nodded. She took a deep breath and turned to face me.
"Wren, you're Fae." She stated. I stopped and stared at her blankly. Not human? Fae?
"What do you mean I'm Fae? I'm your daughter, I grew up here. I'm normal! What did you do to me?" I exclaimed and tugged at my hair. My mother stepped back and closed her eyes. Her figure blurred for a second, then when she opened her eyes there were a piercing ice blue, they glowed, like my eyes. Her ears were pointed, poking up beneath her dark brown hair. The air around her crackled with electricity.
"You were glamoured to look human, until you drank Fae wine last night. This is who you really are." She explained, holding my hand firmly in her grip. I didn't speak, I stared around the room, everything was in sharper focus, I could see the grains in the wood of my bookshelves from across the room.
"Why?" The words left my lips on a soft whisper. Why did they lie to me all these years? What am I, really? My mother frowned and looked up at Alan, he squeezed her shoulder and nodded. They spoke non-verbally. My mother stood and walked down to the living room, returning with the letter I saw the other night in her hand.
"When you were an infant, your entire family was killed during a political coup. To save your life, you were spirited away from the capital and taken to the human realm, here. As far as the courts know, you died in the fires that night." Her eyes filled with tears and she held my hands. My head spun and I froze. My whole family was killed? What does she mean?
"Who are you?" I said. Tears spilled from her eyes and she looked down at our hands.
"My name is Helen Miriam Ryder. I brought you here to the human world. I was charged with guarding you, until the time came. This is Alan Hawke, accompanied us. You will always be my daughter, but I did not give birth to you." She looked up at Alan and reached over to squeeze his hand. Alan had also dropped his glamour, his pointed ears now on display. My lips trembled and tears spilled from my eyes. She's not really my mother. My entire family is dead. I am alone. I wrapped my arms around myself.
"Why change me now? I'm twenty-four, I have goals – a life!" I exclaimed, thinking of all the years I have been living a lie. My mother nodded and pulled the letter out of the envelope, she held it up for herself to look at.
"It's a royal summons." She rushed. "They have been alerted that a Fae of age has not presented themselves to court for Sorting or for the Gathering. They have demanded you present yourself to the courts."

Wren  is twenty-four and has survived more tragedy than most. 

After her family is slaughtered as an infant, Wren is smuggled from the Fae kingdoms in the dark of the night. Raised in the human realm, Wren is starting to notice strange goings on around her. She is seeing things that aren't there, feeling calls and hearing voices whispering to her, and more than anything she feels this urge for something she does not know what.

When the truth is revealed, that she was never human, her world is turned upside down. Returned to the kingdoms she was once smuggled from, she is thrown into the world of court intrigue, politics, murder plots, and the annual gathering for between the courts to find their soul mates.

With the attention and help of the sexy, mysterious soldier Kellen, and passionate rebel Prince Rayne, will Wren be able to cope in a world where the gods choose who you love? Will she find out who and what she really is? Will she survive unlocking the secrets to her dark history, and possibly save her people?

"Ahh! Shit! I got only twenty minutes left," I blurted out after seeing the time on my phone.

I was pressing the button on the elevator while looking at my phone when the lift suddenly opened. I hurriedly got in while still looking at my phone. I was putting my phone in my bag when the door closed. I was about to walk towards the elevator button to press the ground floor when I saw a man standing in front of it. 

My eyes widened, and I froze where I was standing. 

In front of me was none other than Kristoff. 

I didn't see him for the past five years, but I could still remember every inch of him. 

I looked at him in the glass door of the lift. He was busy typing on his phone. My eyes roamed to his face. Those piercing eyes and thick brows that I always love. His lips were the sweetest that I ever tasted. And his body. His body was to die for. 

It was still him, but the mature one. He was leaner and still oozing with hotness. No. He was way hotter right now!

I cursed myself silently and looked away. 

'Damn, Belle! You were still the same Belle five years ago! You still had the hots for him! Stop ogling, bitch! I thought you already moved on from that freaking hot marine guy?!'

I cringed. It was as if I could already hear Kylie saying it to my face as if she was with me right now. 

I glanced at him again. Kylie was right. He was back. Damn!

Did he still remember me? Hmmm… I smiled when something came up on my mind. 

Let see if he could still remember me. 

I cleared my throat before I said, "Can you press the ground floor for me? Thank you!" A smile crept on my face but suddenly died down when he pressed the ground floor button without even looking at me. 

Damn! Same old, Kristoff. 

Does that also mean that he didn't recognize me? I looked at myself in the mirror. Who would remember me? I was totally different from before. I even cut my hair short. Maybe that was why he didn't recognize me. I bit my lower lip and glared at him in the mirror. Damn him! He just ruined my day. 

Why of all the places I would see him here? What was he doing here anyway? Tsk!

The elevator stopped on the ground floor. The moment the door of the lift opened, I went out right away. I noticed that he didn't come out. I looked back, and before the door closed, I saw him smirk and said, "Nice seeing you again, Belle." 

My eyes widened, and I was stunned. 

Holyshit! He recognized me! 

***
I was biting my lower lip while walking towards Seda Hotel. It was where I was applying. Just a couple of steps away from Avida Towers, where I was currently staying. 

I arrive at the Seda Hotel five minutes before nine. I was starstruck upon seeing the whole lobby. It was so beautiful. The combination of white, gray, black, brown, and light yellow color was beyond perfection. The wooden design was making it also more appealing to look at. It was simple yet elegant. 

I'd be seeing this every day once I got the job! Awesome!

I walked towards the front desk and gave my ID. The guy named Alex, which was printed on his nameplate, instructed me to fill out a form. After I was done, they gave me an ID Pass and a temporary access card that I could use to get inside the office. 

"Go up to the 17th floor Miss Vasquez. The one who will interview you is waiting for you there," Lily, one of the staff said with a smile on her face. 

I smiled at her and said thank you before I walked towards the entrance and swiped the access card. I went in and walked towards the elevator. I got inside the elevator the moment the door of the lift opened. I pressed the 17th floor and took my phone out of my back. 


'Good luck with your interview, Anna Belle!' My brows rose upon reading the text message from Kylie. Seriously? When did she start caring for my interview? She was weird. 

I put my phone back in my bag and noticed that the lift was already on the 16th floor. A couple of seconds later, I heard the elevator's ding sound telling me that the ride already arrived on the seventeenth floor. 

I went to the office's front desk when I saw a woman sitting while typing something on the computer. 

"Hi! I'm Belle. I'm here for an interview," I said while smiling. The woman looked at me and smiled. 

"Get inside. Mr. Mendez is already waiting for you," she said and then got back with her work.

"Thank you," I said before walking towards the office and went inside. 

I didn't know why I felt nervous. I walked towards the table when I saw a man sitting on the swivel chair. His back was facing me. 

I was about to say something when he suddenly turned and faced me. A gasp came out from my mouth upon seeing the man in front of me.

"We meet again, Belle."




What Anna Belle Vasquez wants, she gets. That’s why when she meets the cold, vicious and heartless varsity swimmer of UC, Kristoff Liam Mendez, she already marks him as her target.

Hell or High Water, he will be hers. 

The problem is, Kristoff doesn't want Anna Belle to dominate him, won't look her way, and he hates her to death. In the end, she gets rejected.

Five years have passed, and they meet again. The worst, Belle becomes his secretary. 

Can she still get him and own him? 

Or will he be her sweetest karma?


***
Excerpt: 

“I… I thought you liked me too,” It came out as a whisper. I didn’t know why I felt like crying. 

I heard him let out a sarcastic laugh. “Like? You? I told you many times that I hate you. It doesn’t mean that I fuck you; I already like you, Belle. I admit it was good. But that’s just it. It’s just sex. No feelings at all.”

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"Da fuq?!" Tom called out as he saw himself in the mirror. 

He didn't look much different from before, but some things have changed. 

Firsts and foremost, Tom's eyes have changed slightly. The color is the same vibrant haunting red, but his pupils have changed their shape. Instead of the normal round pupils he's always had, Toms pupils are now vertical slits. 

Looking into his own eyes, Tom couldn't help but feel intimidated. His new pupils made his eyes look very scary. 

'Hmm, I guess it could be worse. At least they look sort of cool.' Tom thought as he closed and locked the bathroom door. 'Let's see if anything else changed. 

Taking off his clothes, Tom started looking for anything else that might have changed as well. 

There weren't any dramatic changes like his eyes, but his body did change. He became leaner and muscles that he didn't remember having are much more pronounced compared to before. 

Tom thought of one last thing and opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue. It looked about the same, except for the fact that it is longer than it used to be. It's about double the length it was before the ritual. 

'Hehe, Druella might like this~' He thought naughtily. 

While his mouth was open, Tom got a good look at his perfect white teeth. All of them looked the same except for the canines, which are now pointier and sharper than before. 

Looking closely, Tom made sure he did have any venom sacks or hollow teeth to transport venom. Thankfully, he didn't have either. 

Although venom would be cool to have, it's just not practical to bite his opponents. If Tom wanted to use venom, he can coat his weapons in some leftover basilisk venom. 

After seeing that nothing crazy has happened to his body, which he was happy with, Tom used the bathroom, washed his hands, and got dressed before returning to the Ancient One, who was waiting outside the door. 

"Based on your scream I would guess that you noticed the change in your eyes?" The Ancient One asked as Tom took a seat on his bed. 

"Yup, I also checked the rest of my body. There's nothing as major as the eyes, but I am more slim and chiseled than before, which I don't mind." Tom explains. 

"Oh? That must be nice. Losing weight and gaining muscle through a ritual while the rest of us have to watch what we eat and exercise." The Ancient One complains in a disgruntled tone. 

"Hey, don't act like I was some fat guy before the ritual! I've been training my body for six years now." Tom defends himself. "It's not my fault you've been eating one too many potato chips lately..." 

As she hears Tom's words, a dark aura surrounds the Ancient One. She glared at Tom with a menacing stare as she contemplated ways to make his life miserable. 

"Did you just call me fat?" She asks in an overly calm voice. 

Tom could feel that if he answered incorrectly, the consequences would be very terrible. 

"No... of course not..." Tom says as he backs away. 

"Hmm, I think you did though. I've been waiting to punish you for all the times you called me old and bald. What better time to dish it out than now? You have to test out that new body of yours anyway, right?" She asks rhetorically as she waves her hand. 

A portal appears below Tom's feet and he falls straight into the mirror dimension. Although he was taken by surprise, he landed with far more grace than he had before the ritual. 

The Ancient One jumps through the same portal as it closes behind her, trapping Tom inside the mirror dimension. Since he just woke up, Tom didn't have his sling ring so he really is trapped. 

"Calm down, Mom. I wasn't calling you fat..." Tom says, knowing full well he wasn't fooling anyone. 

"I was going to send you to a hell dimension for your punishment, but you may be too strong for that now. I suppose, I'll have to settle for giving you a beating myself." The Ancient One says as circular eldritch runes appear on her fists and feet. "First, let's test some close-quarters combat."

As she says this, the Ancient One dashed forward at double the speed of Captain America. 

Although she was faster than he ever thought she could move, Tom could see her every move as if the Ancient One was moving in slow motion. 

'Eye power? Check!' Tom thought happily as the Ancient One stepped within range to strike. 

She pulled back her fist and snapped it forward to punch Tom square in the face. Tom saw it all in slow motion, ducking his head and dodging the punch with ease. 

As he dodged, Tom aimed a light punch at his mother's stomach. He didn't know if his strength increased, so Tom didn't use his full power to hit her. 

Although Tom had the senses and speed to easily dodge her punch, the same couldn't be said for the Ancient One. Tom's punch came quickly and landed perfectly. 

As Toms fist connected, the air in the Ancient Ones lungs was pushed out, and she was sent flying backward. 

As she was sent hurling back about 15 feet, Tom froze and looked at his fist in shock. 

'I barely used any power for that...' He thought as his mother twirled in the air and landed safely on her feet. 

She didn't look too affected by the blow, but she was holding her stomach for a minute.

"Well, we can add super senses, super strength, and super dexterity to the list of your new powers." She says as the eldritch runes around her hands and feet disappear. "Now, let's check if you have super speed as well." 

Countless chains of eldritch energy lunged from her body. Each of them with a different weapon attached at the end.

"Thanks for showing this to me. It took me a few hours to master."

On the day that an 11-year-old Tom Riddle receives his Hogwarts acceptance letter, his soul merges with a transmigrated soul from our world. A new Tom Riddle is born and he’ll take the wizarding world by storm. With his future knowledge and some creativity, he’ll achieve any goal that he sets his mind to. Oh, and also he’s in the MCU/X-men movie world as well. 

No harem BTW

(A/N: I tried something like this before with my old story ‘I’m Harry Potter (MCU Xover)’. This time I’ll stick with it and hopefully make an amazing story for you to read.)

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