herem 21

I wasn’t born with any great talents. Whether it was in studies, sports, or anything else, I was the kind of person you’d forget the moment you looked away. Average—at best. In a world driven by strength and bloodlines, I was nothing more than a background character, drifting unnoticed in the shadows of great men and women. That is, until one fateful day changed everything. ... For years, I was mocked for my weakness, ridiculed for hiding behind those stronger than myself. "Trash," they called me. "A weakling with a pathetic bloodline." They dismissed me as a coward who relied on others to survive, and perhaps they were right. My talent for cultivation was so weak that, even after years of effort, I was barely stronger than an average human. I had no illusions of grandeur, no delusions of rising to challenge the world’s natural order of power. I was just striving to become better, and make her proud. .... Every living being, whether human or beast, is born with a bloodline—no matter how pathetic. But me? I didn’t even have that. No matter how many precious treasures I consumed, my bloodline remained dormant. It became a label I couldn’t shake: a waste with no future, a trash with no bloodline. I was starting to lose hope. But through it all, there was one person who still believed in me—my mother. For her sake, I kept moving forward, even when the world seemed determined to grind me into the dirt. Even as I embraced the ridicule, there was something my tormentors didn’t know. "You say I’m trash? Weak? Maybe," I would say with a smirk. "But I wouldn’t be so sure about that." "You’re right. Hugging those beautiful thighs is all I can do. And if you’ve got a problem with that, maybe you’re just jealous." Their laughter quickly turned to fury. They wanted to crush me, to prove once and for all that I was worthless. But while they were prepared to break me, they had no idea what lay hidden beneath the surface. "Pathetic bloodline, you say?" I chuckled darkly as power surged through me. "My bloodline can make even gods kneel." Unknown to them, my bloodline wasn’t weak—it was simply waiting. A dormant force, biding its time, waiting for the moment to awaken. And when it finally does, the world that mocked me will come to understand the true meaning of power. They thought I was a joke, a failure destined to die a dog’s death. But in the end, it won’t be me on my knees. ..... **Warning** Lemons ahead Additional Tags- Milfs, Incest, Netori, A/N- Just having fun writing novel, don't expect too much. I also use use AI to help me out, saves time and help to improve quality.

getheth

I never thought I would be betrayed

Sa bahay-ampunan nag-umpisa. Aware si Nazmiya, ipinagkasundo na siya sa kababatang si Nato. Pero heto makulit ang puso niya. Tinitibok niyon ay iba. At iyon ay walang iba kundi si Apollo. Kahit pa nalaman niya ang sikreto nito ay wala pa rin iyong pinagbago. Gusto niya si Apollo. Period. Ganoon din kaya ito kahit pa parehas silang may kabibeng tinatago?

hdfheherh

The story of Lexa's trials, triumph and love.

You're already a criminal, might as well enjoy it.

why is there a need for hero today world is a place where there is no HERO EVERYBODY is DRIVEN by DESIRE for POWER, REVENGE, GREED

- At first glance, she seems innocent and sweet. Like a white flower, no thorns, and with a beautiful golden ribbon tied around its stem, but that's not her. Yes, she is a rose, but not the white ones. She is a red rose, with thorns, and instead of a golden ribbon, nothing is tied around its stem. You can admire, stare, and look at her all you want, but, one wrong touch, you'll get hurt. She has been used, lied to, shattered, broken, and many more, which is why she hasn't lend her heart to anyone. But what if someone she's close to has fallen for her? What if that person is willing to give up everything for her? What if that person is willing to take care of the red rose and keep it safe and sound, away from the ones who harms it. Will she open up her heart one more time or will she shut the person out like always? - "And who's this girl that keeps getting your attention away from me?" He simply smiled and nodded at the direction behind Tiffany. "Her"

I gotta learn how to write better. Sorry