ath

Horror and sifi mix

Zonah Ashwell was a talented assassin in the modern world, he has decided to retire but was betrayed by his organization on his last job. He was captured and experimented on for 2 years, and finally set free on his birthday, with the relief of death. He makes a deal with an unknown being to reincarnate and get a chance at revenge, follow Zonah or now Kuroshi as she walks the path of revenge.

[MATURED CONTENTS] 'If this polluted WORLD yields to be clean and justifiable, I'll become the WORLD itself and make them bow to I, Harriet' ~~~ Harriet Hawthorn. ------ "Even in death, you are to become my bride. If you disappear, I'll become darkness for you and bring you back. This is my vow - to you, my love" He had proclaimed sincerely as he watched her pale smile. She was yet to speak when a twist from her stomach attacked her. She held his passionate eyes, and there it was, her bitter smile - one that spoke of pain. She had wanted to speak, and the moment that happened, a puddle of blood escaped her lips. "I love you" And there she fell. ---- A land that grooms skeletons in the face of death. Nobility and prejudice ruling over fairness. A land where aristocracy baths on the weakness of the upper class. The creatures bathed in the cloth of debauchery. Being towed from a baker's daughter to the stepchild of a noble Lord, then to a bandit. Harriet had fairly understood the world of her land. A place that stepped on the loyalty of the feeble and chewed their spirits. Harriet knew she could not stop the discrimination. The only form to live was to play mind games and pretend to be blind. In between her journey, she enters the House of Oregano. A house bathed with sinful beasts. She had intended to just win their trust, trample upon it and leave herself in jeopardy. Sadly for her, on the first day into the house, she had unknowingly bathed herself with trouble when not just one, or two, but three foolproof red eyes erred to liberate her from their bondage. Harriet must build herself and get revenge for all of the deaths caused by these so-called creatures. But when a certain bridge is preventing her from that? She must face the consequences of her actions. ---- Please add to your libraries. One chapter per day. NOTE: THE COVER ISN'T MINE. CREDIT TO THE CREATOR.

A college girl realizes her supernatural powers and she need to search her partner in crime to know what's happening with them, Do they had a past?. They have to go through the path full of obstacles and evil. They have to realize the reason behind their existence and complete the quest to save the world from the evil clutches.

Desine es la hija del Gran Duque Theikos, la mano derecha del Emperador. Ella se convertirá en la heredera del Gran Ducado e irá descubriendo los secretos de su familia y tendrá que superar los ataques de todas las personas que quieren el poder de su padre. En la lucha por su supervivencia empieza a escuchar y ver cuervos, los animales malditos que una vez controló una bruja maligna que causó temor en todo el continente y la más poderosa que alguna vez pisó este mundo, que se suponía murió hace mas de dos siglos, sin embargo esta se mostró frente a ella, ofreciéndole lo que necesitaba a cambio de un pequeño pero influyente favor. P.D. el dibujo de la portada fue sacada del instagram de @u_ryeon

An arrogant young man finds himself reincarnated in a fantasy realm where the paths of life dictate your everything, for Alex who was born to a wealthy family in both lives he expected death owed him for his untimely trip through the cycle. Little could he expect that Death is not one to be taken advantage of. For young Alex, a new path must be walked to sate Death's displeasure. The Path of Death.

He loses everything that matters to him and now he doesn't care anymore. Join me as we travel into the life of David Calgrove , his pain ,happiness ,loss and relationship and lastly his quest for vengeance

Some trials change you. Others remake you. Max Verren is broke, desperate, and out of options. In a world where shimmering portals known as Fate Baths offer unimaginable power—and a near-certain chance of death—he finds himself standing at the edge of a choice no sane person would make. But sanity went out the window three rent notices ago. To survive, he must dive. To rise, he must endure. To succeed he must mold himself. In a world ruled by contracts, surveillance, and god-tier Divers, Max isn’t a chosen one. He’s just someone who said yes when the world told him no. But the deeper he goes, the more he begins to realize: The Baths don’t just test your body. They test your soul. He must fight against Fate, and take what is his. --- In a alternate universe from modern day earth, Max Verren, the MC lives in an Earth that had experienced metaphysical mysterious portals appearing at random across the earth. These portals when entered by someone, will lead to an corresponding life or death challenge/experience depending on the challengers past experiences and the rank of the portal itself. Max Verren, lived a difficult three years since he had been kicked out of the house at 16 by his mother. He finds himself beaten down on luck, and experiencing more dedt then his means, leading him to discover becoming an Fate Diver, government sponsored challengers of the portals, now called Fate Baths. Through thick and thin, he finds his way to become an Diver, to maybe escape life of hardship through gambling his life. However, he finds his first Fate Bath to be nothing as expected, leading him down an rabbit hole. Follow Max, as he fights to survive his hardships, experience challenges, grow both as an Diver and an person, fight physiological troubles, and discover the mysteries of the Fate Baths!

Fate is something completely unknown, something we can absolutely not control, something that is run by God, only he knows where to start, where to stop, and where to end. Anyone who claims otherwise is stupid But what if there are forces that we do not know anything about, forces that are not new, but at the same time unexpected The cake of your ordinary, boring, monotonous destiny, where you study, then work, then marry, then have children, then die. It suddenly hits a thorn in the middle, and when I talk about the thorn, I mean giant gates and imaginary monsters thirsty for violence and blood, so I think you should rethink the matter of marriage!

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?