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Hou Niao, devoted to seeking the Dao, found himself mistakenly sent as an undercover agent to the Demon Sword Sect, eagerly anticipating the day he’d be rewarded for his service and could return to the Daoist Sect… Only when he had become a towering figure in the Sword Dao did he sorrowfully realize that there was no one left with the power to recall him!

Rising from a sea of blood, revived from extinction, as thunder cracks across the sky, Ye Xuan walks out of the blood sea... PS: This book is of a dark genre, the protagonist is cold and ruthless, it is not a tale of sainthood, there are no kneeling women, the protagonist is extremely violent. This is the story of a great demon king's return to the city, perhaps... this book has what you desire. Those of faint heart should not read this book, and neither should moral saints. Please consider carefully before falling into this pit, whether you want to read this book.

Our world had been polluted. The emergence of Extraordinary Creatures, legends of ghosts and demons, Cultivation and Evolution, the clash of mystical objects and techniques, the doors to other dimensions had been opened. Some fought to cross, others fled... All of this began after the Sky Tipping.

When a wish granted in a dream turns a man into a god of lies, he erases his past to protect his power. But his forgotten sister plants a memory that awakens a boy named Eiren—an unwitting pawn, now caught between destiny and deception. To stop the rise of the Faceless Sovereign, Eiren must first uncover the truth of who he was, even as the world is rewritten to fear him In a world where Beyonder pathways govern the supernatural, secret organizations worship gods, and reality is fragile, the Fake Pathway—once erased from history—has resurfaced under the mask of a god called Velkaris Due influence of velkaris quite few things change in time line and past to make balance of the story I have remove few characters from original I hope you are angry about it but I felt it was necessary for story spoiler: Everything is lie never trust anything related to Velkaris even in story or in synopsis

In a forgotten Southern city drowned by endless rain and rot, a former preacher named Silas Grier wanders the ruins of faith and memory, composing letters to a woman named Rebekah—a woman who may be dead, imagined, or something far worse. By night, Silas performs sermons for the dead. In abandoned theaters and hollowed-out churches, he stages his victims like saints—twisting old rituals into grotesque religious tableaux. Each kill is a verse, each photo a sacred page. He calls it The Gospel. He believes it's holy. But someone is watching. A silent figure in a long coat haunts his sermons. Someone is writing him back—slipping letters beneath motel doors in Rebekah’s handwriting. As the city decays around him—its churches weeping stained glass, its streets whispering scripture—Silas begins to unravel. His sermons grow stranger. The voices grow louder. And the line between devotion and delusion begins to bleed. Then, the past returns. And with it, the fire. Told in chilling first-person from the mind of a killer-prophet, The Red Gospel is a gothic descent into religious obsession, grief-fueled madness, and the horrors we sanctify in the name of love

The world might be on the verge of destruction. Only a certain Shadow Paladin , prophesied by the Angel Raziel can prevent that. Will he save the world or be engulfed in the darkness of the secrets his life bear.

There’s no end after the end, if there is then it will be my death.

You don’t remember offering yours. You don’t remember the bargain. But it remembers you. Now, something is whispering… and payment is due because - Every soul had a price.

(“This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.”) Deep in the heart of the dense forest, a group of children gathered for a game of hide-and-seek. Little did they know that this seemingly innocent game would soon take a sinister turn. The sun began to set, casting long shadows across the forest floor, and an eerie silence settled in the air. The children selected one of their own, a timid girl named Emily, to be the seeker. With a nervous smile, she closed her eyes and began counting, her voice echoing through the trees. As the seconds ticked by, the remaining children scattered into the darkness, seeking out the perfect hiding spots. Emily finished counting and opened her eyes, ready to find her playmates. But as she ventured further into the forest, a sense of foreboding gripped her. The once familiar surroundings seemed twisted and distorted, as if the very essence of the forest had turned against her. The trees, once tall and majestic, now appeared gnarled and twisted, their branches reaching out like skeletal arms. The moon's pale light filtered through the thick canopy, casting an otherworldly glow on the forest floor. An unsettling chill ran down Emily's spine, but she pressed on, determined to find her friends. "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com”

Three S-Class Huntresses raised Cain Vernier like their own son. They bathed him, fed him, kissed his bruises goodnight. But Cain was never truly theirs. Not by blood. Not by fate. Not by the dark truth buried twelve years ago. At age 17, Cain learns what he really is: The last surviving member of a cursed demon bloodline. A walking apocalypse—dormant, for now. There’s only one thing keeping his monstrous instincts at bay: A sacred ritual called The Marking, where his 'mothers' inject part of themselves into him… Through a kiss. Of blood. And something more. Now, what once felt like maternal affection begins to twist. Loyalties blur. Desires awaken. And Cain must confront the most forbidden truth of all: "What happens when a boy no longer wants to be their son ... but something 'more'?"

In a city drowning in blood and secrets, evil moves unseen—lurking in alleyways, behind false smiles, and within the darkest corners of the human soul. When a wave of brutal killings terrorizes the streets, the newly-formed Special Violent Unit is brought to life. Tasked with hunting serial killers and psychopaths, the team is led by Detective Scott, a man whose calm demeanor masks a mind sharpened by loss and obsession. Alongside a tight-knit but volatile group of agents, Scott plunges into a web of chilling cases—each killer more twisted than the last. But these are no ordinary murderers. Each crime scene tells a story. Each victim is a piece in a puzzle. And as the team digs deeper, they realize the city isn't suffering from a single monster—it’s infested with them. The real horror begins when patterns start to connect, and a hidden hand begins playing them all like pawns.

In the dusty, lawless village of Bhairavpur, a baby bit through his own umbilical cord and crawled out of his dead mother’s body. They named him Younas — "pillar of light" — but the village renamed him Bhutta — monster, death, destruction. He wasn't raised by love. He was raised by hunger, violence, and silence. At 10, he spilled his first blood. Not to save. But to own. He speaks less, kills more. If he wants something, he takes it. Woman or land, blood or power — it’s his by right. Wearing only black lungi and kameez, barefoot and unbent, Bhutta walks like a curse. The poor fear him. The powerful underestimate him. But Bhutta? Bhutta is building an empire — one corpse at a time. He doesn’t care for religion, caste, or country. Only three things move him: Lust. Power. Blood. --- ⚠️ Warning: This is not a hero's story. This is the making of a legend feared across states. A necessary evil. A desi devil. A name whispered in hate — and awe.

In this cover page...Sansui Yamada, a 35-year-old man working as an English teacher who especially cares about the student's wellbeing despite the hardships he goes through. The funeral's host will be narrating his backstory and after the speech finishes, the plot goes on...

Jack Frost. He comes to the realization he is an inheritor of a rare bloodline that commands ice. He finds himself in between conflicts of the past, looking for a more peaceful life— a life in which his loved ones aren’t hurt. He encounters monsters and beasts lurking in the Seasons, territories commanded by different monarchs. In his adventures, he encounters myths and legends of traditional folktale, becoming friends with some, walking the path that paves these legends of the future. He attempts to get stronger, seeking to find the uniqueness in his powers, forging himself to become a better person for those around him.

"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched; Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat; Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot; In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!” In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality! Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension... They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree! Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world. Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream: Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars. With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening. "But you all smell so incredibly fragrant! No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!” The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.

After a wave of reports about animal attacks, disappearances, and the brutal murders of hikers in Arklay Forest, the S.T.A.R.S. Division launched an investigation. This operation would later be referred to as the Spencer Mansion incident, which occurred in the Arklay Mountains in late July 1998. The events that followed caused fear in Raccoon City to reach new heights. In the weeks after, the S.T.A.R.S. Division was disbanded while looking into Umbrella Pharmaceuticals, which was under scrutiny for allegedly conducting illegal experiments involving zombies and other creatures. Reports of missing tourists and residents added to the already tense atmosphere. Rumors of corruption, bribery, and even more serious crimes began to spread throughout the city. In response, the Raccoon Police Department was forced to reorganize in the midst of a city in fear, fresh inexperienced officers transfered, with only a few veterans to fill the gap left by the S.T.A.R.S. Division. To make matters worse, a fugitive known as the 'Arklay Butcher' escaped during a transfer and remains at large. A department overexerted and questionably understaffed for its population of over one hundred thousand residents. In the midst of all this chaos, Raccoon City continued to experience strange incidents, hinting at deeper mysteries and chilling stories from survivors caught in this nightmare unfolding by the Umbrella corporations corruption, as well as history that predates their arrival to the quaint mountain city. This is purely a hobby I do on my free time, I'm constantly working on it when I get the chance... if I get the chance. I'm also not experienced so this is really just practice. Life is a fickle fucker; that being said, I'll try to keep the chapters coming, but I am likely still writing even if a bit of time has passed. I figured since I have always been a fan of the older games since I was a kid and love the Perry novels, I might as well go for it. I kind of just wanted to a decent movie to be honest. I need to flush out my writing and editing style and work on my pacing, any critique is welcome. I just need the practice but at the same time would like to write something worth reading. Cover art and name is Capcom as this is a fanfiction.

Traversing to another world, Lin En is captured right from the start. The captor is the antagonist princess from the original work, intending to control him by using him for hypnosis experiments. In a critical moment, Lin En comes up with a quick-witted plan, feigning the success of the experiment and deceiving her with his acting skills. But this was only a temporary measure. Because in the original story, her ending is very tragic, and none of her associates meet good ends. Hence, Lin En must pretend to be under the hypnosis while secretly being ready to flee at any moment. But gradually things start to take an unexpected turn. ... The Princess's Diary [The experiment was a success!] [As the sole specimen, I've decided to keep him by my side.] [Due to the curse mark on my face, I am loathed by the public, but he says I'm beautiful.] [I'm happy because people tell the truth when hypnotized.] [Alone with him, I impulsively kissed him.] [The feeling was strange and made me lose my composure, fortunately, he won't retain any memory of it after the hypnosis is lifted.] [So, it's okay to be a bit bolder, right?]

Li Huowang found himself teetering on the edge of reality, ensnared in a perplexing quandary. Was he languishing in the sterile confines of a hospital room, or was he ensnared in a cultivation world where survival was a daily gamble? The lines between the tangible and the imagined blurred, with each realm asserting its authenticity while dismissing the other as mere figments of illusion. Embark on an odyssey with Li Huowang as he navigates through this enigmatic existence. Delve into a universe where the arcane arts of cultivators intertwine with the unspeakable terrors that lurk in the shadows. In this world, existence itself is a precarious balance. Original Synopsis: The Bizarre Path to the Heavens, 'Dao', a narrative woven with the surreal tapestry of Deities and Immortals. But what is truth, and what is mere fantasy? Amidst the maelstrom of his own harrowing ailment, Li Huowang grapples with discerning the real from the unreal. Yet, it is not just the enigma of these otherworldly beings that clouds his judgment; it is the specter of his own affliction, a malady that threatens to unravel the very fabric of his being. He is sick, very seriously ill......