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TOKYO GHOUL: SELCOUTH

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One is never prepared for Death. Nay, you cannot know when the date/minute/exact moment the cold scythe kisses your nape. Well, unless you had your own means planned out...for the inevitable journey to the afterlife. Kain Bleart shall be clustered as such. Not everyday a bartender-cum-barista gets the chance to shove a cork opener into someone's eye— Not having been overly religious, Kain ascends from the fold of mortality and into the embrace of peaceful darkness–his expectations were average, an eternity of calm and boredom until an ROB picks him out as a chess piece into whatever other Universe that exists– as he had read in fiction literature. Oh! Little did he know! Hell–if it exists– would've been better, in comparison to what he experienced. Pain! Every waking second. Every movement. Every single thought. His sanity had been stripped off of him. He was alone. No gods to reincarnate him as in the novels. No eternal bliss as in the various sacred texts. But he adapted. And through every adaptation, one evolves. He finds his own way into a Universe and integrates himself into a much chaotic world of fiction. He was powerful. He cannot be shackled by the obligations of mortals. Forget being a Pawn, he aims to be the Game Master. Indulge yourselves in his journey, as he discovers and revels in the flow of Chaos. ___________ NOTICE: The Cover solely doesn't belong to me, as well as the original. Credit to be directed to those that deserve it. This is uncharted territory to me. I'm trespassing on a path new to me (Fanfiction). The sole reason for any FF writer out there, to grind through the chapters, is simply because the original was sub par to our expectations and everyone basically possesses their own imaginative prowess. Thus, we Write! You shall realize, this is AU (I'll integrate mild cannon points into it however). What to expect; 1. A Harem (As a member of the No-Harem faction, I shall understand if you turn your back on this novel right here and now coz of this. I appreciate your interest thus far.) However, to those that might swallow their disgust and disappointment for 'Harem' and stick around— I appreciate it and be at ease, this is no Pokemon farming. Love interests shall posses value (Max 3) 2. Slightly above average Descriptive writing. 3. Engaging and meaningful dialogues (Might be of less quality at first, but improvements moving forward.) 4. A broader Universe from the Original. 5. Spotlight to other characters and not just on the MC. What not to expect; 1. A bleeding heart MC. 2. Tasteless romance. 3. Bland worldbuilding. 4. Midiocre face slapping. 5. Low tier grammar. Let's move forward together from henceforth. A Reader begets a Writer! Support through commenting~reviews~opinions~critique~discussions~STONES~votes~collections...and the like. My updating frequency shall mirror your support. I'll appreciate commenting most, after all, I can't read minds. Hope to see you in the chapters!
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A Rogue For The Quadruplet Alpha's.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.
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