Inkbound Lust: Beneath The Mask

I transmigrated and became Xiao Yan. To avoid having my family destroyed by the Soul Clan, I had no choice but to train desperately, grinding like a madman. However, after advancing to a Dou Fighter at the age of ten and having Yun Yun show up at my door with Nalan Yanran to take me as her disciple, I, Xiao Yan, knew something was wrong with the world I had transmigrated into. Nalan Yanran, the one who was supposed to annul our engagement, was now always eager to marry me. Ya Fei, whose cultivation Talent was supposed to be mediocre, performed Mystic Ice Dragon Ascension right in front of me. The Little Fairy Doctor in Green Mountain Town killed a Second Rank Magical Beast with a single breath. Queen Medusa, already a Dou Ancestor and the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python, was waiting for me to come and take the Heavenly Flame. Feng Qing'er, upon discovering she possessed the Ancient Phoenix Blood Essence, pulled out the corpse of an ancestor she had stolen from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan's ancestral tomb and asked me if it was enough. Also, since when did the patriarchs of the Yan and Lei Clans have daughters? Xun Er: Fine, fine, fine

To have the ability to see into people's past has no real appeal for the teenager this story is about, letting him only use it as amusement and to show off when he was drunk. Never look into someone's past beyond a superficial level. Never try to find out more than you should. NEVER. EVER. LOOK. INTO. THE. FUTURE. But everything changed the moment he was forced to look into the future, was forced to investigate the circumstances of a murder, and was forced to make the acquaintance of the victim's twin brother('s fists). The more time passed, the more it appeared that the primary reason for this murder wasn't a local, but a global one. This single, marred corpse was the beginning of a threat that would shake the world. (MC loses a screw when he enters the prison.) Slow Burn, BL, first-person view; MC is shorter than ML BUT we have a SWITCH-COUPLE! Love interest falls in love first; both MC and ML are straight, mutual bending, Enemies to Lovers) Many thanks to MelBri for helping so skillfully with any kind of grammar error! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ* WARNING: sexual content, excessive violence, graphic violence, torture, disturbing scenes https://discord.gg/FvX9PeWraY

** No NTR { Only Netori }** **Explicit Content Warning +18** **Dark fantasy+SMUT* Join my Discord for NFSW characters images: https://discord.gg/UevcmhDQc —————————————— Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from. Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more. “Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?” “Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…” One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every woman he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power. From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets. But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?

contract marriage, R 18+ , ceo , romance, In the glittering world of London’s elite, power and wealth decide everything—especially marriage. Elena Whitmore was once the proud daughter of a respected textile empire. But when her family’s company suddenly collapses under mysterious circumstances, their fortune vanishes overnight. Debt collectors circle like vultures, banks freeze every account, and the Whitmore family stands on the edge of ruin. With her father’s health failing and her sister-in-law six months pregnant, Elena knows one thing: if she doesn’t act, her family will lose everything. Then a shocking proposal arrives. Adrian Blackwood—the youngest billionaire CEO in London, a man known for his ruthless business tactics and icy personality—offers Elena a solution. Marriage. But only on a contract. Three years as his wife in name. No love. No jealousy. No interference in each other’s lives. In exchange, Adrian will save her father’s company and clear the Whitmore family’s debts. With no other choice, Elena signs the agreement, promising herself she will never expect anything more than what the contract allows. Yet living under the same roof with Adrian Blackwood slowly blurs the lines between duty and emotion. Behind his cold gaze are wounds he never speaks about. Behind Elena’s quiet smile is a heart that begins to love the man who was never meant to belong to her. But in London’s ruthless high society, enemies are everywhere. Adrian’s manipulative stepmother wants control of the Blackwood empire. His childhood friend—the beautiful billionaire heiress Isabella Laurent—returns determined to reclaim the man she believes is rightfully hers. And hidden beneath the surface lies a dangerous truth: The collapse of the Whitmore family business may not have been an accident. As secrets unravel and jealousy ignites, Elena must decide how much she is willing to sacrifice for a love that was never promised. Because when the three-year contract finally ends… Will Adrian Blackwood let his temporary wife walk away? Or will he realize too late that somewhere between the rules and the silence, his heart signed a different agreement?

"Minerva", was that Albus' voice, she wondered to herself? She'd known him for many, many years, throughout war and peace, but had never heard him sound so defeated as he did right now. "Minerva, please gather up some of the crowd, Mundungus, Sturgis perhaps." Now fear was coursing through her. "What is it Albus, surely it isn't him ?" "No, no no. I'm sorry to have frightened you. Harry Potter has been placed in a muggle orphanage. I just want the place watched for the next while. Just until things calm down at least. After that, we can check in on him at monthly intervals or so." Her first thought was to tell Albus she had told him so, leaving The-Boy-Who-Lived with such horrific muggles as the Dursleys could never have come to anything good. Instead, she just said, "Certainly Albus, where is this orphanage?". Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

Reborn into the world of Naruto as a member of the Uchiha clan, he awakens a mutated Sharingan, born from the soul of a transmigrator. But unlike others… He has no interest in becoming Hokage. His ambitions are far greater. The Sharingan in his eyes can connect countless worlds, allowing him to travel across different universes and obtain unimaginable power. Gridman. Solo Leveling. Fullmetal Alchemist. Overlord. One Piece. As he journeys through these worlds, the name Uchiha will echo across the multiverse. Until one day— When the Martial God Susanoo descends from the heavens… And every world witnesses the rise of a terrifying clan. “When I take out the Divine Light Rod, it will already be too late for you to regret it.”

I Am the Villain's Exclusive 'Plot Corrector' — But My Job Is to Fix World Bugs" This story follows Lin Ye, a code auditor from the real world, who unexpectedly bonds with the "Plot Corrector" system and begins traversing various fictional worlds. Teaming up with misunderstood villains, she works across dimensions to repair the world's vulnerabilities. All these fictional worlds are branches of the "Multiverse Narrative Universe," which runs on "plot codes" that operate automatically. However, they are frequently maliciously tampered with by a mysterious figure known as "Narrative Eraser 001," causing code bugs—ranging from minor plot collapses to the complete collapse of worlds, and even backfiring into reality itself. Lin Ye’s mission isn’t to defeat the villains but to act as an "antagonist assistant," helping the first villains who detect the bugs to find the root causes and reconstruct the rules. In the Marvel Universe, she discovers that Thanos' destruction of energy nodes was actually to prevent the universe from being formatted due to the broken fragments of the Infinity Stones (corrupted code). Together, they stage a "Fake Infinity War" to complete the repair, with Thanos becoming the guardian of the universe's code. In the world of My Hero Academia, she learns that the League of Villains collecting abnormal cases is actually to reveal the truth that "quirks are permissions codes." Alongside Dabi, she helps to reconstruct the system, making quirks into learnable skills. In Westeros from Game of Thrones, she witnesses the Night King burning dragon crystals to eliminate foreign viruses, ultimately transforming the Night King into a firewall that protects the continent. As she repairs each bug, Lin Ye uncovers that all the disruptions originate from the "Reality Supremacy League," whose leader is her mentor, Professor Zhou. He believes that fictional worlds threaten reality and is attempting to activate the "Ultimate Erasure Program." At the critical moment, villains and heroes from various worlds break through barriers and gather in the real world. Lin Ye also unlocks her true identity as the reincarnation of the "First Developer of the Multiverse." Ultimately, she merges the essence of all world codes to establish a "Symbiotic Rule" where fiction and reality coexist and depend on each other, allowing the two worlds to communicate legally and live in harmony from then on.

He gazed upon the sea below him as the air rushed on his face. The summer years brought calm and he found some peace from seeing upon the sea extending from horizon to horizon. No past, no future, and no memory could be found within the limitless water. More peace than he had found in the last few years. He saw Cloudwynd's head turn slightly towards him, his constant companion occasionally flapping her wings to maintain their glide through the sky. He felt her concern for him, knowing when he would enter his brooding self. Dragons were passionate and took what they want, but the past few years have not been kind to him or his people, all of which Cloudwynd witnessed. "Everything will be alright, girl," he reassured in High Valyrian as he took his hand off one of her spines and reached forward to rub her neck, her bluish-greenish scales glistening in the sunlight. He got a snort from her in response, not really satisfied with his answer but decided to accept it. His only concern right now was to fly towards his destination, to ensure his people's safe passage. Beneath him were vessels ferrying those he was charged with towards their new destination, the last bastion for their people. Fifty ships carrying barely two thousand five hundred men, women, and children across water over four moon turns. Remnants of a great civilization long extinguished from the memory of those that now took their place. The land prowess of the Valyrian army through the Tarareons, cavalrymen and explorers who could boast about expanding the Freehold's reach without the dragons. Valyria's knowledge of blood magic, healing, and other rituals preserved through the Leniars. Lastly, the Rahitheons' skill as smiths, builders, and engineers preserved the wonders of Valyrian technology. The survival of their civilization and culture rested on all of them and one misstep could see the flame of Valyria die out for good. And then there was himself. Barely nine and ten, Jaenyx was the last scion of the Belaerys', one of the oldest and most powerful dragonlord families in old Valyria. A family that had great figures such as Jaenara Belaerys, the famed explorer of Sothoryos, included in their ancestry. Prompted by Valyria's leaders to recolonize the Basilisk Isles, the Belaerys' settled at the edge of Sothoryosi wilderness along with three other Valyrian families, all of whom could not hope to survive the dangers of that continent by themselves. Previous attempts to colonize the Basilisk Isles, seen as a first step towards further expansion south, had ended in failure. Yet, the new colony thrived under the Belaerys' stewardship. Being in the Basilisk Isles was what saved the colonists from the Doom. Unfortunately, despite nearly a century of inhabiting the Isles, a recent turn of events had put their people in dire circumstances and the Isles were no longer safe for them. Despairing over the coming extinction of Valyria, Jaenyx remembered that there was one other place that they could journey towards, a place where a certain dragonlord had fled to after his daugther's now prophetic warning about the destruction of the Freehold: Dragonstone. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

When the cold logic of a cosmic traveler meets a thousand years of magic, the Source Code of Hogwarts begins to bleed. Atlas Void doesn't just cast spells, he rewires them. From purifying cursed relics to breaking the laws of time, Atlas is turning the wizarding world into his personal laboratory and the fate of this world may hinge on the actions of one man who bridges reality and the multiverse. Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or storylines from Harry Potter or any other stories. They belong to their respective creators. Additional tag - World hopping, cultivation, incursion, multiverse. Update frequency 2 to 3 ch/ week

" You were always so full of spirit, brother. Such a little terror you and Shaggydog were and even on the coldest nights on the Wall I could find a smile on my face as I remembered you all. You and Arya were cut from the same cloth, both so full of life and so keen to explore. She may have been Underfoot but you weren't too far from being so yourself." Jon said his voice sounded as if he was trying to be happy and yet it was very much not. Rickon tried to answer, tried to speak to his brother, and found he could not, though he did welcome the sound of Jon's voice and the words he continued to speak. It had been so long since he'd heard anyone he'd named as his kin. So long that he was sure he'd never hear them again and so he listened as Jon spoke and he felt the cold begin to be replaced by a warmth he'd not felt since before his father had left Winterfell all those years ago. " This is not how your life ends, Rickon. The gods aren't finished with you yet and your family misses you greatly. Come back to us brother, come back for I fear I cannot do what I must alone." Jon said softly. The flames began to wash over him and yet he felt no fear and it wasn't until he saw the blue eyes and the wall of ice that he began to worry. It was with the images of what seemed to be dead men marching that he awoke from and his panic threatened to overwhelm him only for him to see his brother and to then feel his arms wrap tightly around him. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!