acrid plush

Okay woah there, why does he hate me, and who is Hades? “ who is Hades?” He took threatening step close to me then stopped “ Mind .. your..Damm…business” he said seriously I can swear I saw his eyes glowing fire Something is definitely wrong with this person in front of me What exactly is wrong? Why does he hate me? But most importantly Why does he have an invisible cat that is visible to me alone?

A house where those who enter, never set foot in the outside world again, for once you've gotten in, there is no such thing of getting out. *A/N: This is a story I made back in year 7 (6th grade), so I apologise in advance for how jumpy, short and cliché the storyline is. Read at your own discretion lmao.

This novel contain OP MC, sub MC{male and female lead} and geat fantasy,action,romance, slice of life and much more. This is the story of our OP MC Lex and 4 sub MC- Arvee,Alee,Ash,Amisha.Story of four of them becoming strong with the help of our OP MC and come to know the reality of the world. Right of Cover photo is not own....

A child grows under abusive parents. He is saved by someone who will be his wife in the future. However, dark plans are being drawn by those who lurk in the shadows and his family(in the future) is destroyed by these people. Seeking revenge despite being on last breath, he curses at them before giving a sacrifice, one he will regret later on. He touches and walks on an unknown path, unexplored by any existence born after the void. Watch as he walks on his lonely road with his broken self. He who fights monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster - Friedrich Nietzsche

Vingt ans plus tôt, une maladie inconnue a ravagé le monde : le Lacroma. Mortelle et insidieuse, elle transformait les hommes en créatures monstrueuses, agissant en meute pour répandre la contagion. Presque éradiquée, elle n’a pourtant jamais disparu… et son ombre plane encore aujourd’hui. Chibaki, un jeune garçon au destin encore incertain, grandit loin de ces cicatrices que ses parents refusent d’évoquer. Sous la tutelle d’un maître mystérieux, il découvre peu à peu le Myuki, une énergie qui circule en toute chose et dont l’usage peut sauver… ou détruire. Chibaki grandit… et Lacroma aussi. Plus fort, plus imprévisible, il renaît sous une nouvelle forme. L’heure viendra où il devra l’affronter.

Eury, a victim of all kind of abuse. She lived in a deep world similarly to underground. But she has the ability to make her own beautiful world. She met the man of her dreams and willing to kill all the people that will bump her dreams and possesions in life. She will not let anyone! People call her crazy, but is this the thing you will call to a person who just want to love and to be loved? She's crazy! But that craziness made her live in peace, love and happiness.

A sadistic being develops an ominous obsession with an anxiety ridden young woman. Feasting himself on her fears, and devouring her body and mind. Noxodius knows that he has gone too far, but he can he stop himself? Can he let the little human go? Will he cut her loose after he gets his fill, or will he swallow her whole?

Alacrimia in Layman's terms is the congenital inability to produce tears. Some places in Africa have their norms and beliefs wrapped around age-old, blind superstitions. Especially the rural communities. So when a young girl comes from the city to the village, and it is discovered, through a series of unfortunate events, that she won't cry, even when induced, things take a downward spin for her, as she finds herself from Osun State to Kogi State, and then Enugu State. © This book is a work of fiction.

En el nuevo y despiadado mundo de Koinus, un planeta donde todo gira en torno al poder, las riquezas y el estatus, donde lo importante son las habilidades y la familia a la que pertenezcas, un simple humano como yo no tiene valía alguna. Aquí no soy considerado más que un objeto del que todos pueden disponer, un pedazo de carne que solo sirve para alimentar a las bestias o un sirviente que lame el suelo por el que alguien más fuerte ha pasado. Aquí no soy nadie y, sin embargo, tengo una historia. Una historia propia. ¿Cuántos más héroes podrán decir lo mismo? ¿Cuántos habrán pasado por lo mismo que yo? Aventúrate a mi historia si deseas averiguarlo. *** Esta es la primera vez que escribo una historia de este tipo y en otra plataforma que no sea la que suelo visitar, así que apreciaría alguna crítica constructiva. Además, la historia en sí no gira en torno al sistema únicamente, así que habrá capítulos en los que se aborden otros temas. Cabe recalcar que solo escribo por gusto, no para complacer a masas, así que si no te gusta la historia, hay un amplio abanico de otras posibilidades a leer en esta plataforma. Te invito a que salgas y busques lo que más te gusta.

Twenty two year old Fumiko goes to sleep rage-scrolling a “generic straight romance” otome game and wakes up inside it with a holographic HUD floating in front of her face. Title:Crimson Heirs of Everflame Player Character:Lady Fiametta von Ardentis Role: Villainess / Final Calamity Status: Terminally Ill (Irreversible) Genre:FIRE The body in the mirror isn’t her own: it’s the outrageously beautiful noblewoman destined to be the game’s last boss and most hated villainess. In the original *Crimson Heirs of Everflame*, Fiametta’s only endings were imprisonment, execution, or a beautifully animated death. Now, the system insists her illness is incurable even as she feels disturbingly healthy and the so called “FIRE” genre quietly explains itself: heightened emotions, irreversible consequences, and “reality bleed-through.” Worse, all the flags are wrong. The four powerful heroines who were supposed to loathe Fiametta now have their affection maxed out: * Crown Princess Seraphine , who announces their political engagement and clings like a devoted fiancée who would burn the world before letting Fia vanish. * Knight-Captain Elira, the empire’s sword, assigned as Fiametta’s personal escort. * Archmage Lyriel , whose cold logic melts whenever Fia’s name is mentioned. * Saintess Mira, the empire’s holy light, who prays for Fia with frightening intensity. In the game, they were routes Fumiko chased as a player. In this world, they are women who love Fiametta too much to let her go and perhaps too much to let her be free. Caught between a body marked by a terminal countdown, four heroines whose love already burns at maximum, and a system that treats reality like a script it can overwrite, Fumiko has to think like the gamer she used to be: * Map the routes in a world that no longer follows its own code. * Discover what “FIRE” really demands from its players. * Hack a fate labeled irreversible before the genre turns her life and the women who love her into ash. In a universe where love is fuel and every choice can ignite a catastrophe, the villainess of *Crimson Heirs of Everflame* must decide: Is she trying to survive her own story… or willing to burn with them, if that’s the only ending left?