Blood Sea

Born into the most prestigious clan of sword masters, I was destined to become a legend. My father believed I would be his prodigy, training me relentlessly to awaken my Hakana — the power that defines a true master. My family had high expectations. My friends believed I would be the next mighty warrior. But everything shattered when my father was betrayed — murdered by his closest friend, who stole the power meant to be mine. Stripped of my birthright, cast aside as a nobody, I must now claw my way back from nothing. I will challenge the strongest masters, slay the demons in my path, and reclaim the power that was stolen from me. But as blood stains my hands and the darkness creeps into my soul, I must ask myself: Will I rise as the hero I was born to be? Or will I fall... and become the Demon Slayer I was never meant to be?

Dylan wakes up to find himself in the midst of blood and destruction. He drags himself out of the ruins and tries to look for help, but all he finds is a sea of purple sand. Without food and water, he is at the verge of death when a defensive nanochip gets activated. He enters a state of cyrogenic hibernation. Ten years later, a crazy magician revives him, not out of kindness but to use him as a lab rat for experiments. Weak, defenseless, without memories, can he survive in the new dangerous world?

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

The earth and the sky are stained with blood, and souls are taken relentlessly A great war broke out between elves and humans Who is the reason and who will have the end hand, and will this be the end of the war or the calm before the storm?

After Ivy's mysterious death, her family and the Police enter into a frantic race to find the killer. The search however uncovers a lot of mysteries and a lot of people risk losing their lives. What began as a mere search for the truth and justice now breeds hate and bloody hands. And Ivy's blood seemingly speaks for her and all those that are oppressed.

After losing his sister to a demon attack, Taeyang swears to wipe out every last demon—no matter the cost. But in a world where only the strong survive, promises aren’t enough. As he fights to grow stronger, Taeyang gains allies… and makes deadly enemies. But when his closest friend becomes his greatest enemy, everything changes. Can he keep his promise? Or will revenge turn him into the very monster he swore to destroy? His journey began with a promise—but will it end in blood?

In a world perpetually brimming with temptation and snares lying in wait, demons are always ready to engulf the weak souls who fall into the abyss of despair. Yet, far in the distance, bright rays pierce the darkened skies - these are the demon hunters, ready to sacrifice their lives to hunt and protect the safety of all. From ancient times, demons should have been exterminated. However, fortunately, some survived and are planning to reopen the Book of Salamon to unleash Lucifer and other ferocious demons trapped within its pages. Claude Young is one of these demon hunters, but he possesses the blood of both demon and human. This is why he wields the power of both species. Alongside his companions, Claude endeavors to cleanse the world of these demonic beings and thwart their malevolent plans.

He opened his eyes to the unfamiliar surroundings, green grasses as long as two grown men stretched as far as the eyes could see before he could make sense of what was happing he felt a piercing pain in his chest a green razor like arm extended out of his chest blood gushing everywhere turning back he only managed to utter the words “is that a mantis” ********************* hello everyone, trust me this book gets better as it goes on so pls be patient

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

After rising from the dead, Niff was given an order by the Moon Goddess to free the Land of Amaphera from the cursed magic power of the Dark Shadow. The problem is that Niff lost his strength, got swapped in another man body, and lost all his memory—can't even remember his own name! How will Niff liberate Amaphera Country? How will the search for the six bodies of Amaphera Country's strongest mages hidden by the Dark Shadow succeed? How does Niff unravel the big secrets of Amaphera Country? Niff struggle to get his life back, against fate to fight for his whole life as a half blood witch,, and to change the prophecy of fate will begin when he rises from the dead.