“Help me" She begged as she found the man not moving.
“Ple—please. I'm drugged" She slurred, drunk with desires and pleasure.
Sebastian smirked at the words of the human on his lap. He could smell her arousal, and he could tell she wasn't acting.
“And what do I get in return?" Sebastian asked as he placed one of his hands on the armrest of the plush cushions.
“Anything. Please," Avery replied as she began to roll her hips to get some friction.
“Even if it's your life?"
“Yes," she affirmed in her dazed state. Sebastian smiled at her reply and gently raised his hands towards her neck.
“Fine," Sebastian pulled the lady onto his thighs a little bit back, and he could see she was overdosed.
With a jab of his hand on her neck, the woman fainted in his arms, sleeping soundly on his chest
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Avery Walter, an aspiring model in Los Angeles got betrayed by her fiance and now, she is to get married to a ruthless billionaire man in order to save her father company from bankruptcy.
Would she able to mend his cold heart?
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In an ancient town of catholic roots in the Pre-War America of 1935, strange events and phenomena often manifest in the worst of their forms.
Vanilla Land, a 16 years old outcast and weirdo with access to magical plushes —ancient and powerful totems capable of summoning powerful spirits and powers for its users— loves to explore wicked places, investigate mysteries, and even fight horrid abominations when necessary.
And it's in one of these explorations where she suddenly meets her abrupt when she and a powerful apparition destroy each other. The result? A powerful, demonical entity is impressed by her actions and gives her a second opportunity to live again.
She must perform a series of tasks for such an entity —not without getting rewarded with more powerful artifacts and plushes— but in the end, everything points out that there's an ancient source of power capable of redefining reality. And she's not the only one trying to reach it...
Come and find out all events that Vanilla had to go through in that dying town of supernatural events, eccentric creatures, and unexpected personalities getting in her way.
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‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’
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Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li.
Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words.
He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile.
The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all.
And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards.
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The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form.
Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare.
The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise.
“My King! My King, please! Please spare me!”
He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore.
He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier.
He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.”
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Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes
[FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]
Are you nervous?" he asks, breaking the silence that has settled between us.
I shook my head, trying to push aside the anxious thoughts that are swirling in my head.
This is what I wanted, isn't it? To give into the passion that's been building between us?
But as we step into the luxurious hotel room, I can't help but feel out of place.
The plush bedding, the high-end amenities, everything screams wealth and privilege. And here I am, a struggling waitress who can barely make ends meet.
But Syd doesn't seem to notice my discomfort. He pulls me into his arms, his lips finding mine with an intensity that takes my breath away.
His hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed.
I moan against his lips, lost in the moment. Every touch, every kiss, feels like a rebellion against the world that tries to keep us apart.
For once, I feel like I have control over my life, over my desires.
As we move together in a rhythm that's as old as time, I know that this moment won't last forever.
But for now, I'm content to lose myself in the passion and intensity that Syd brings out in me.
In that moment, nothing else matters. Not the contract that brought us together, not the obstacles that stand in our way.
All that matters is the way he makes me feel, the way he holds me close as if nothing else exists in the world.
Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research.
So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria.
Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend.
So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms!
What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle.
Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul.
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"I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed.
"What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them.
Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said.
Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him.
He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."
After a hurricane there was a heatwave. Then there was the voice in her head telling her she only had a few minutes to pick 5 things before she was transmigrated to another world. So what does she pick?
A purse
A cellphone
Her Cat
A Tenticle Kitty IT plush toy
Her diary
When she wakes up she is a baby, and NOT a human one either. Wasn't she only supposed to be transmigrated? Why the reincarnation? Why this species? What's going on?
[Welcome to Teragaian]
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Hello everyone, this is my very first Webnovel on here. As you can probably tell I'm not a gamer so my system story telling will seem a bit off until I perfect it, so I hope you give me a pass until then.
Disclaimers:
1. The cover will be added later I'm trying to get it commissioned or to just draw it out myself.
2. There will naturally be some errors within my story. I will do my best to proof read before updating my chapters but if I happen to miss something let me know so I can fix it.
3. Since I'm new to this I'm trying to push out at least 1~3 ch / day. Please though don't hate me if I don't reach those expectations, I'm only human.
4. As I'm still writing / developing this story my synopsis is what it is until I have more to reveal. The romantic content of the story is the same as well, I've not reached that point yet so I've not labeled it. When I do I'll make sure to update here accordingly.
Again thank you for checking my story out.
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Shelly is a 36 year old house wife who falls down the stairs of her townhouse and into a beast world. She is saved by a leopard named Parker and brought back to the leopard tribe. Parker is first entranced by her beauty, but he looses interest because she tells him she is infertile when he talks about making cubs.
Parker brings Shelly to Dr. Harvey to see if he can cure her infertility. Harvey is interested in her because she knows about his “medicine” and she teaches him new cooking and health techniques.
They go to the City of Beasts to avoid Curtis and meet Winston. When he is humiliated by the fox, Shelly openly expresses her interest and accepts him.
She meets David the bear beastmen who looks like her husband when he offers her some honey bbq.
The Ape King becomes suspicious of her when she reveals a prophecy about the City of Beasts destruction.
Shelly introduces spa treatments to females and becomes very successful!
I knew I shouldn’t carry things downstairs, but I was trying to clean quickly because we had company coming later that day. I was rushing while wearing my fuzzy socks and slipped on the carpeted stairs. I had fallen before, but not from this high up. I was dreading the bumpy landing with our TV and speakers at the bottom to break my fall, not to mention the glass coffee table. I was expecting to be heavily injured and just prayed I didn’t die. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the fall, but was surprised to land on dew covered grass instead. I opened my eyes and took in the plush forest around me. ‘I knew that fall would kill me one of these days!’ I thought to myself. I remember arguing with David, my husband about playing the speakers and TV at the base of the stairs for that exact reason, but our small living room didn’t have much space to put it after the giant L shaped couch took up half of the living room. Shocked, I was thinking, ‘ So this is not what I expected Heaven to look like!, Where are the clouds and pearly gates? Where are the angels? Maybe I just hit my head and am unconscious and this is all a dream?’ Looking around at the tallest trees I had ever seen, I decided this had to be a dream. I was brought back to focus when I heard wolves nearby! I got up and started to run away looking for a tree I might climb up. I was always good in gymnastics despite being overweight. My husband and I had recently started going on morning walks and exercising, but I hated running. Nothing is more motivating than a pack of hungry wolves chasing you. “This is not the way I wanted to die!” I yelled to no one in particular. I found a tree with a low enough branch for me to parkour my way up. The wolves circled the tree and were jumping almost high enough to get me. I tried to climb higher, but heard the branch start to creak. “Ahh, someone help me!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when one of the wolves almost got my foot.
* This is a fan fiction based off of 'Beauty and the Beasts' by White-Headed Dream. I love the beast world novels and decided to write my own from my own life. I hope you like it, this is my first time writing for the competition. If you like it, please vote. And if you don’t like it, please find another book you like. No negative comments please, only positive ones. Thank you!
Warning: Contains violence and some mature content.
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The son of a Duke woke up with amnesia. It's the truth. Was it the whole truth? Not necessarily. The whole truth was that the Duke's son's memories were replaced. By Bellavarn.
Bellavarn didn't think he deserved a second life if that was what this was. He died young, sure. But he was the one who ended it in the first place. Did he want this life? It wasn't his, wasn't deserved, and unasked for. Take one of the thousands who beg uncaring gods instead, not him. He wanted oblivion.
Examining his new surroundings, the plush pillows, expensive draperies, and the nervous maid, he assumed the worst. Who was he in this world? Time to find out.
So...
"Close the doors."
"Lord?"
"Do it."
*This Novel contains dark themes not suitable for all readers.
*This is an original novel. Any similarities of existing characters, locations, or otherwise is purely coincidental.
(Cover art is my original drawing)
Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application which made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most. "Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative
You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony.
Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front towards where I stood.
The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek.
Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her.
"Who is there? She screamed, looking back, hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?
"WHO IS IN DANGER, THE HUNTER OR THE PERSON WHO HAS NOTHING TO LOOSE AND IS DEAD LONG AGO TO HER LOVED ONES" Welcome to Retrograde, where your past keeps haunting you.
On her plush wedding day, all the rich, powerful, and anyone who matters was invited.
However, she waited, stranded at the altar, receiving all the weird gazes from the invited guests, becoming a laughingstock for all and sundry.
Looking out once more, Serena Acosta finally saw her groom approaching, but her smile disappeared when she saw who was behind him, and in matching outfits at that.
Serena was dumbstruck at what she saw. Ryan and Fabiola betrayed their seventeen years of 1friendship, just for what?
When fate smiles on you, it turns your wildest nightmare into the best dream ever.
When grief becomes strength, and friendship becomes love, will the lost smile, return?
When you finally find the one you truly love, how will you react when the one you liked, returns to profess undying love to you?
The twist here is that, Ryan left her for her best friend, only for Serena to find her one true love.
Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application that made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most." Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative.
You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony.
Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front toward where I stood.
The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek.
Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her.
"Who is there? She screamed, looking back and hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?
Welcome to Fantasy High School!
The Pokemon students come to high school here to learn how to cast spells, create enchanted auras and make magical potions! Potionology, metamorphosimbiosis, magiphilosophy and good manners... are among the complex subjects taught in the college by very skilled, strict and demanding teachers!
Thanks to these lessons, the aspiring teenagers learn how to use and improve their powers in order to fight against evil in the name of equality, brotherhood and justice!
The Fantasy High students live within the college itself, which has an enormous, well stocked library, classrooms, and a Magical Archive where the most important secrets of the MiniWorlds are kept!
Angel, a Klaxo Sapien-Sylveon hybrid, and a Junior in Fantasy High School. Rebellious, bold, beautiful and full of confidence, she tends to disregard the school rules, despite knowing she'll get in trouble. Her feral and wild characteristics made her almost impossible to approach.
Hiro, a shiny Umbreon who recently enrolled in Fantasy High. Unbeknownst to him, he ingested a young Angel's Klaxosaur blood. Once cheerful, curious and optimistic, painful events occurred in his life which left him less curious, joyful and creative. Until he unexpectedly reunites with somemon from his past...
