ludwig the accursed

Synopsis. "HOW CAN YOU TURN INTO A CAT!?!?!??" He exclaimed and stared at the coral red furry little creature. The little cat stared back at him with its silvery purple eyes. ____________ Azaina Rosemortal meets Revnore Artifort. Two same personas clash to dominate yet during the process of this domination. They fell under the spell of love. Love, something so contradicting. Their love would start but would it end with them getting together? ___________________ She had been CURSED to turn into a cat after the clock struck 12 in midnight but no one knows about her shapeshifting. [ I can't be with him. ] ~~~~ With the half burnt red string, he was born. The only purpose of him to kill her ( his soulmate ) on the first full solar eclipse day when the sun would turn blood red before it becomes black and will cover the earth. [ I will never let go of her. ] ________ Excerpt She whispered, "How's it feel to be the one to get punished, hubby?" He gritted his teeth, "I would have loved it more if it's you, I was eating not these sour gummies." She put her hands on his thighs. She moved closer to him. Keeping a safe distance, "Patience, baby, We can't miss the fun." She responded as she kissed his neck. She licked and sucked on it. He had to control himself unwillingly before he pounced on her. It was crazy to control his hands which wanted to shamelessly roam all over her body and touch her inappropriately. Moving her hand upwards, she left his neck, "Isn't it painful for you, hubby?" "It is painful, help your hubby to cure this pain." His voice cracked. She leaned her face near to his, kissing at the corner of his lips, she uttered, "Then do you agree to my conditions now." He put his hands on her waist, "Wifey, that shouldn't be asked. You know I'll agree to everything you say." _________ Will he kill his destiny? Can she succeed in pushing him away from her? Will their story end like this? What about her curse? Why were they both cursed yet become lovers? ___________ Note: I'll suggest reading the author's note before you continue with chapters. [ The beginning of the book might be too confusing and hurried, I apologise for that. After I am done with more than 300 chaps, I will start to edit those initial chaps and polish them. I am sorry for the inconvenience. But I hope you do stick around until 20+ chaps. As the story picks up pace, it is smooth going. This is my not first book it surely is my first ever fantasy book. Plz, be patient with me. I won't disappoint.] __________ Disclaimer : The cover photo is taken from Pinterest and is edited by my friend only. The credit goes to the real artists.

°°Mature Content°° [A razed kingdom, scorched earth – I would burn the world to ashes, invoke the tempests of war if that's what it takes to make you mine, my love] ..... She was cursed that any man who would touch her would die after she bled, and turned into a woman.Her fiancé, whom she loved with all her heart, left, shattering her soul when he learned the truth that she was not for sharing his bed. She vowed to never let any man into her heart, until he came. The arrogant, obnoxious self centered man. She doesn't want to do anything with him, yet she finds himself in the arms of him everytime, and to her surprise her curse doesn't work on him. How much she wanted to kill him with her own hands.. ..... Savage and Ruthless. If his name struck terror in the hearts of the weapons the soldiers wielded, causing them to flee in fear, his mere presence transformed battlefields into rivers of crimson. Handsome and wicked, women were drawn to him like moths to a flame, mesmerized by his dangerous allure. Yet, this tyrant was brought to his knees by a woman as fierce as she was beautiful. And he would not stop at nothing to acquire her heart. Alas, he found it was not easy, for her hatred for men had encased her heart in ice. Can this ice-cold tyrant ignite her frozen heart once more? .... "Wider," He commanded. How much wider does he want? Without complaining, she stretched her mouth beyond, torturing her jaw. "Not enough! Wider." "How much wider must I open for such a small fruit?" She scowled at him. "I have already stretched my mouth wider enough to accommodate an oversized banana." She wondered if he was aiming the fruit into her mouth or secretly studying her teeth arrangement. "The wider your mouth," His lips lazily drawled, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. "The better the chance of accommodating right on the target where your taste buds are yearning, my dear." ...... Cover picture rights to the owner.  

[Thou shall perish like the Tarnished…] [I Have Made The Foolish Mistake Of Trusting A Tarnished…] [Oh, Foul Tarnished…] *** An orphan by the name of June found himself swept into the wretches of the Ark, a magical world that connected its existence to the world from which he came… the Mortal Realm. Realizing he was a dead man, he accepted his fate… only, his fate turned out to be drastically different than what he had expected. In fact, it offered him an opportunity to live, something he thought wasn’t possible. But with such an opportunity, came a cost, and his… well, was a dark one.

In a parallel universe, every person is born with special abilities known as curses. Curses tend to handicap the user in some way but can offer useful abilities. Vex finds himself to be cursed with misfortune, which causes his life to go disarray. Burdened by his past, he desires to be freed from his curse and rid the world of curses entirely. A After rescuing Lily, a young cat demi-human girl, on behalf of his client, the two make an unlikely party to explore all nine countries in hopes of finding special crystals with the power to summon the goddess of the world to grant their wishes. Their first challenge? Making it out alive of the body of a nobleman's teenage daughter! (Cover art by ホシノナナ（くん）on pixiv)

One skill to rule them all. Frey was born with an innate gift; his turbulent childhood gave birth to a man that struggles to find the balance between good and evil. Slowly succumbing to his circumstances, he begins to unravel the truth behind his power and the reason for his existence in this chaotic world.

There are kingdoms built on foundations more fragile than stone. Not of walls, but of oaths; not of thrones, but of lies. Beneath the towers and stained glass, where light seems pure, lies an older truth, more relentless, one no faith dares to name. In the shadow of Edelstadt, chains gleam with gold, prayers are fed with flesh, and laughter echoes like the hymn of damnation. Men do not kneel before virtue, but before what devours them. Greed, lust, envy, sloth, gluttony, pride, wrath: a feast prepared at the table of an eternal banquet. Each believes they belong there, but none question the one who watches from the darkness. For there is always a spectator. A silent gaze behind the mask, a breath suspended between life and death, a laugh rising between tears. And that gaze seeks neither glory nor salvation: it seeks the fracture, the unseen wound of a world repeating and collapsing upon itself. When kings cloak themselves in pride, when priests drown in lust, when heirs suffocate on envy, when merchants fatten on gluttony, when the mighty sleep in their sloth, when nobles are consumed by greed… then comes the final sin. The one that refuses to be named. The one that burns without end and feeds the circle. And within that circle, there remain no heroes, no victims. Only a naked truth, brutal, merciless: the world was never saved— it merely endured its own lies.

Do you believe in REVENGE??

What happens when a sexy demonic princess tries to seduce you to become hers every night? How long would it take you to accept? Your soul, in exchange for immeasurable power. Chapter Every Tuesday/Friday

I was called the Ultimate Soldier. But I became too strong for my own good, and I was ultimately thrown away by the king I served. My family abandoned me, I got revenge on my father for abandoning me, but the pain in my heart didn't leave me. My lover and my child left me for another man, what was my purpose in life? I was executed in front of millions, and what did they do? Nothing. Being put through trials in the afterlife, I was able to have another chance at life in another world. Will I ever find my purpose, or will I continue down the hellish road of my previous life?

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?