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"Cutie, I'm starting to like you" What started off as an unexpected guest gradually became so much more. Darren Chu is under house arrest and fretting with a desire to win his case when a man came knocking on his door for a place to stay. “Cutie, I got this. What do you take me for?” Timothee William is flirty, shameless, and sexy. He’s got this laid back aura and mouth-watering winks but a trashy mouth. It definitely didn't help that he was full of hot curses and mind-bending, lust-raising, sexy tattoos that obscure Darren’s view from what he should be really worrying about. When it came to the day he has to choose, he was torn and yet he was moved. A character for a character. A man for a man. A challenge for a challenge. A love for hate and a prince for a prince. Will Darren be able to overcome things thrown in his way? Or will he find comfort in someone he did not expect?

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he specialized in tattooing sinister designs. Tattooing, an ancient art, has flowed silently through the ages. In ancient times it was called "mo" (墨, ink), referred to in classical texts as "ni" (涅) - the process of embedding ink beneath the skin's surface with needles to create permanent patterns. For over 2,000 years in China, people have adorned their bodies with auspicious floral tattoos for blessings and spiritual protection. But there exists another kind of tattoo - one intertwined with the occult and dark arts. These are said to possess mysterious powers: warding off evil, changing fortunes, attracting wealth, enhancing romance, and ensuring safety. The world knows them as the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. Around these enigmatic yin-yang tattoos begins a thrilling tale brimming with vivid stories. What hidden secrets and forbidden knowledge lie concealed within? Where will these dark designs lead their bearers...

"Pequeno coelho, pequeno coelho. O Lobo está FAMINTO!" A voz zombava de mim, seguida por uma risada maligna. "Corra, coelhinha. CORRA!" Um bramido monstruoso ecoou pelo céu noturno e invadiu minha alma como uma marretada. Pude sentir um arrepio percorrendo meu corpo e meu coração batendo forte no peito. Os ecos de uivos e risadas me seguiam por trás enquanto eu corria por minha vida. A vida de Elisabeth tinha sido mais difícil do que a da maioria desde criança - uma mãe distante e muitas vezes cruel e seu ciclo interminável de vício que tinha dominado sua vida. Mas naquela noite fatídica, algo muito mais sinistro estava à espreita na escuridão, pronto para afastá-la de tudo isso. Figuras enormes surgiram do nada, rosnando e provocando-a. Ela tentou gritar, mas nada saía; antes que percebesse, estava acordando em um mundo onde lobisomens Vikings governavam com misteriosas fadas ao seu lado. A cada cinco anos, eles viajavam para o reino humano, coletando dez garotas para sua corrida de acasalamento - e nesta noite, Elisabeth era uma delas. Com apenas um vestido branco e seus pés descalços, Elisabeth ficou ao lado das outras nove garotas enquanto as feras rondavam ao seu redor de forma ameaçadora. Uma adaga de prata perfurou o pulso de cada uma, sinalizando o início da caçada! "Honramos a deusa da lua; deixe seu sangue guiar seu companheiro até você!"

"Petit lapin, petit lapin. Le Loup a FAIM !" La voix me narguait, suivie d'un rire maléfique. "Cours, lapin. COURS !" Un rugissement monstrueux résonna dans le ciel nocturne et s'écrasa dans mon âme comme un coup de massue. Je pouvais sentir un frisson parcourir mon corps et mon cœur battre dans ma poitrine. Les échos de hurlements et de rires me suivaient tandis que je courais pour ma vie. La vie d'Elisabeth avait été plus difficile que la plupart depuis son enfance - une mère distante et souvent cruelle et son cycle sans fin de dépendance qui avait pris le contrôle de sa vie. Mais en cette nuit fatidique, quelque chose de bien plus sinistre se cachait dans l'obscurité, prêt à l'emmener loin de tout cela. Des silhouettes massives apparurent de nulle part, grognant et la narguant. Elle essaya de crier, mais rien ne sortait ; avant qu'elle ne s'en rende compte, elle se réveillait dans un monde où les Vikings loups-garous régnaient avec de mystérieuses fées à leurs côtés. Tous les cinq ans, ils voyageaient dans le royaume humain, collectant dix filles pour leur course aux compagnons - et ce soir, Elisabeth était l'une d'entre elles. Vêtue seulement d'une robe blanche et pieds nus, Elisabeth se tenait aux côtés des neuf autres filles tandis que les bêtes rôdaient autour d'elles de façon menaçante. Une dague d'argent perça chacun de leurs poignets, signalant le début de la chasse ! "Nous honorons la déesse de la lune ; que votre sang guide votre compagnon vers vous !"

Halfdan Magnusson, the man who raised the flag of the greatest viking nation in history. He was their greatest king to ever live and he was their idol.

One day, I awoke as a raven in the midst of the dark, mysterious world of Norse mythology. My life as a bird was initially uneventful, until I decided to step beyond the boundaries of comfort and embark on an adventure. That was when I met Fenrir, the one who would change everything. She wasn’t just a girl with a wild charm—she was the legendary wolf prophesied to bring about the end of the world, the harbinger of Ragnarok. Yet, behind her grim destiny, I saw something different. Loneliness, rage, and a fierce determination to defy fate. A lot happened before the chains binding Fenrir finally broke. Together, we embarked on a journey fraught with danger, riddles, and an unbreakable bond. What we did went far beyond an ordinary adventure—it was the beginning of a monumental change that would shake the very foundation of Norse mythology forever. Author note: This story is more aimed at exploring Norse mythology. In addition, the author adds a number of elements of ancient Norse history and culture.

In 898 AD she wasn’t just from another land. Wrecking a marriage is generally no problem for the divorce obtaining, Lady Malice Mallender. But she faces a dilemma when she’s asked to ruin her own. Just how businesslike should she remain when the marriage was never consummated and kissing her husband leads to Sin--a handsome Viking who wants her for a bed slave in name only? She came from another time. Viking raider Sin Gudrunsson wants one thing. To marry his childhood sweetheart. Only she’s left him before, so he needs to keep her on her toes, and a bed slave, in name only, seems just the thing. Until he meets Malice. One kiss is all it takes to flash between two worlds But when one kiss is no longer enough, which will it be?  Regency London? Or Viking Norway? Will Malice learn what governs the flashes? Can Sin? Where worlds collide can love melt the iciest heart

Walk through the story of Olaf Hadarsson and his rise

It's the year 3045 and the entire world is shrouded in a deadly fog. To escape its grasp, people flocked to New York where the fog couldn't penetrate. Unbeknownst to them, a sinister presence lurked in the once bustling city. In this morally grey society, cunning, influence, and aspirations dictate this shattered world. With a diverse group of characters each pursuing their own ambitions, there is a variety of personalities to connect with as their narratives unravel, leading to an inevitable conclusion.

In a world ruled by strength, only the bold dare to chase the gods’ favor. Dikun, the son of a humble farmer, has always gazed beyond the fjords of Hrafnsfjord, longing for the freedom of the sea. When a ruthless Jarl offers him a chance to prove his worth, Dikun steps forward — not as a warrior, but as a man determined to carve his name into legend. With no wealth, no title, and no army, Dikun must fight for every scrap of respect. He learns the ways of the sword, the art of leadership, and the brutal truths of Viking warfare. From defending his village to leading daring raids across foreign shores, each victory brings him closer to his goal. But every triumph comes at a cost, and the blood spilled on his path threatens to consume him. Through fierce battles, hard-won alliances, and bitter rivalries, Dikun’s name begins to echo across the North. From a raider with a ragtag crew to an ambitious leader of men, his rise is unstoppable. Yet the gods are fickle, and not all who seek the throne survive to claim it. With the seas calling and the crown of the Vikings within reach, Dikun must face not only his enemies but the demons within. Will he become a tyrant, feared and hated? Or will he rise as a true king, uniting the clans under his banner? The saga of the farmer’s son has begun. The North will remember the name Dikun the Stormborn.