vaporeon copypasta

idk im bored

In a realm ruled by mystical energies, Vaporeon Black, previously known as Mordred in the mortal realm, hungers for supreme authority. Once a skilled martial artist, Vaporeon's prowess in combat falls short in the enchanted world he now calls home. Fueled by an insatiable thirst for control and driven by ruthless ambition, he aims to master the darkest of sorceries. As Vaporeon delves deeper into the realm of dark magic, memories of his past life as Mortis Noctis, a powerful dark sorcerer, resurface. These memories unveil a time when Mortis Noctis held great power, only to be brought down by his own unchecked ambition and betrayal. Intent on avoiding the same fate, Vaporeon heeds the lessons from his past, using them to navigate his quest for power. Encountering treacherous foes and uncovering ancient mysteries, Vaporeon clashes with skilled light mages and cunning adversaries. His journey is fraught with fierce battles, strategic alliances, and an unwavering pursuit of supremacy. From the shadows, he endeavors to forge the Abyss Core, a crucial element in mastering the ultimate dark magic.

Pano nga ba paibigin si crush? Well let's see kung pano paiibigin ni Alexandra Blaire ang kanyang ultimate crush na saksakan ng sungit. Magtatagumpay kaya siya? o ibabaling nya nalang sa iba ang pagmamahal nya?Read and meet Mr. Aaron who captivated Alexandra's heart.

"Stop telling me to let you go when from the very start you have already captivated and took a grasp of me." Erold, a man who was raised and born from the Amazon. With different stories to be told, his story wasn't like any other. He was having the time of his life when one day, a group of poachers saw and attack him and decided to auction him off?! Wait, what? How could that happen? Is that even possible? And who would even buy him? Upon to the amusement of Nixel Rossi, one of the well known CEO's entitled with his family name somehow got captivated by Erold. A nameless and unknown man. If two men try to fall in love without even knowing about each other, is that even an inch possible? Would you still seal the deal even if it's fate already trying to set you apart? Find out more and get ready to be on an adventure with Erold and Nixel as they set off onto a path in the unknown --- Disclaimer: the picture i have used for my book cover is not mine, if youre the artist and you want me to remove it please dont hesitate to dm me, thank you!! Discord: shanimever#9797.

Powstrava Stravapo is about the prince of the most powerful empire in history, born with so much power that even the Gods quaked in their boots. Alas, he has his own obstacles to overcome to fill his father's shoes as the most powerful in the universe.

Jeff Woodhouse, an enigmatic horror story writer whose stories are famous, but no one knows about his true identity. For the world he is a treasure, a gentleman, a noble writer and a principled man but in reality, he is sinister who is thirsty for blood, tears, screams and he is totally entangled with sins which can't be detached. The incidents how people killed in his books are actually happening in an exact same manner in real life. The crimes are increasing in the city, so the police took an action and appointed a concealed detective, Adam Walsh who have a tragic past and searching for peace. He accepted the challenge and starts to search the killer. The more he looks into the case the more he gets into the trap which is going to change his whole lie life. This story revolves around a sinister who is trying to hide his sins and a detective who is trying to uncover the sinister sins. This is a combat between sins and virtue, or we can say love and hate also. This journey is going to be filled with liquidation, execution and eradication of people by committing sins. At last, only the people are evaporated not the profanity.

[FREE] [ON-GOING] “I will be with you through the roughest waves ahead. Your name alone is all I shall speak until my very last breath.” In every calamity there is, I oath to lay my life before you. “Though the sea gushes and rises, I’ll be your shadow when you succeed to reach the end and be your hope against the darkest times.” I will treasure you, value you, and love you in every way that I can. For the sake of your happiness, I will sail across the globe and provide you gold from dirt with my bare hands. “Your kindness outshines the abyss of my darkest caves.” You’re my greatest weakness I’d never want to overcome, my hope after tears and my joy after sadness. Your saving grace is the reason of my existence. “I have always been here. Own me. I beg you to never look away for I am sincerely yours and yours alone.” - Hiro (Captivated BL) Author_Z 2021 IG: daniel_blake.zd

Three days before the wedding, Seraphina Vale thought she was living a fairytale. Julian’s penthouse smelled like citrus and cedarwood, the kind of scent you could bottle and name Success. He stood by the kitchen island in sweatpants and no shirt, hair still damp from the gym, smiling at her like she was the prize he never had to chase. “You’re staring,” he teased. Sera smirked over her coffee. “I’m just trying to remember why I said yes.” Julian crossed the room in three long strides, wrapped an arm around her waist, and kissed her like a man who always got what he wanted. “Because I’m devastatingly handsome and your mother loves me.” “Mm, two things I may soon regret.” She laughed, but it caught somewhere in her chest. Everything about her life looked perfect from the outside—magazine-worthy engagement, New York socialite status, a fiancé with flawless teeth and a startup about to go public. Her wedding hashtag had trended for two days straight. But something in Julian had changed in the last few months. He was still charming, still doted on her in public, still gave her everything she asked for. Everything except... presence. His kisses landed like rehearsed lines. His touches didn’t linger. And worst of all—he was always texting. Constantly. Smiling at his phone when he thought she wasn’t looking. Swiping it away too fast when she was. Sera asked once, lightly, “Who’s got you so entertained?” Julian had smiled and said, “Work, babe. You know how it is.” And she did. She wanted to believe him. She needed to. Because the alternative was a truth too ugly to say out loud. --- That afternoon, she met Madeline for dress fittings. Madeline had been her best friend since prep school—the kind of friend who held your hair back while you puked and swore she’d take your secrets to the grave. She was tall, magnetic, unapologetically wild. If Sera was the grace, Madeline was the chaos. “You’re glowing,” Madeline said, adjusting the bust of her lavender bridesmaid dress in the mirror. “You’re going to ruin every woman’s self-esteem on Saturday.” Sera looked at herself. The silk gown shimmered like a dream. But all she could see was a girl pretending not to notice how fast her world was unraveling. Madeline leaned in, voice low and teasing. “You sure you’re ready for monogamy? One man for the rest of your life? No more flirty brunch waiters or sultry European getaways?” Sera raised an eyebrow. “Who said anything about giving up flirty brunch waiters?” They both laughed, but Sera caught the flicker in Madeline’s eyes. A flash of guilt? Or just her own imagination turning shadows into monsters? She told herself not to be paranoid. She had no reason to be. Madeline had been there through everything—every broken heart, every public failure, every bottle of rosé drunk at 2 a.m. in their twenties while crying over boys who didn’t deserve them. Julian was hers. Madeline was her best friend. What could possibly go wrong? --- Later that night, lying in bed with Julian’s arm thrown over her waist like a lazy anchor, Seraphina stared at the ceiling and whispered, “You still love me, right?” Julian didn’t move. “Of course.” “No hesitation?” He chuckled, half-asleep. “You’re just having wedding nerves, babe. It’s normal.” She wanted to ask about the texts. About the long nights at the office. About why he kept turning away from her in bed. Instead, she closed her eyes. And dreamed of waves crashing and silk burning.

When a genius such as Shino is given an ability that would be the envy of any person. He is reincarnated into a cultivation world, with the goal of becoming stronger and reaching the apex. "So you can absorb all the energy in your estate." "I can absorb all the energy in the continent." "You have peak talent in saint energy." "Well, I have peak talent over every single energy." "So you want to marry me. What's your qualification?" --------------------------------------------- If we can get into the top one hundred this month. I will increase chapter rate to seven a week.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!