Lust Knight

" What are you doing here?!" She walked forward to meet Hudson and raised her hand.  *Pah*!  Hudson wasn't surprised. He just rubbed his cheek that was hit. Gina glared hard at Hudson.  She felt good after slapping Hudson, but she wasn't satisfied. Seeing Hudson again only brought nothing, but bad memories of what happened at the car dealership!  " How dare you?!" She clenched her fists, as she gritted her teeth.  " How dare you show your face here?!"  Hudson was shocked to see his ex girlfriend in his laws house. What will happen when his ex girlfriend is his mother in law? She will make his life hell and wont let him take a peaceful breath. The young man who is Septa Millionaire heir, but living a life of poor and weak son in law to avenge his mother murderer. Will he spare them for their sins? Will he satisfy his lust for vengeance, or be caught in another thing entirely? "

"Kill it! It's a defect! A stain like that has no right to exist in our city!" I looked at the small, pathetic puddle of black ink at my feet. The High Inquisitor’s laughter echoed through the hall, followed by the mocking sneers of the elite. My family’s last hope was crushed. My rank was zero. My future was a death sentence. But as the guard’s boot came down to crush my "beast," the world went cold. "Don't," I whispered. It was too late. The shadow didn't die. It opened its mouth. One gulp. That was all it took for a Rank-B knight to vanish into the darkness. In a world where Beast Tamers are kings and ranks are law, I was born a zero. They called my summon a "Formless Blob." They sentenced us to death before we could even breathe. Little did they know, my beast isn't from this world. It doesn't have a rank because the system can't measure the Abyss. It doesn't have a limit because it grows by eating everything they hold dear. Ranks? Social status? Respect? My shadow is hungry. And today, the elites are on the menu.

Draven Kane, former Crimson Knight of Voldimore, is executed for the massacre of his own clan — a crime manufactured by Maren, the clan healer who believed she was saving him. Reborn through the Blood God System, an ancient imprisoned entity sealed inside the Kalu bloodline for six generations, Draven discovers that every enemy he absorbs makes him permanently stronger. But the system is not his. Shikakiro, an ageless architect who has been dismantling bloodlines for thirty years, has partial access to everything Draven feeds it through a hidden sigil placed without his knowledge. As Draven fights to grow faster than Shikakiro can harvest, manage a Corruption threshold that risks silencing his dead clan’s voices forever, and navigate a city that has been publicly storied against him, he returns to Voldimore with one question that matters more to him than revenge. Did Elara choose to believe the frame Maren built around him — or was she simply handed a weapon and pointed? The answer to that question will determine whether the man who came back from the execution ground still exists, or whether what the Blood God System is making him has already replaced him entirely.

O Bored Prowler of the white pages stained in dark ink. Do ye tire and lose interest in the scrolls of endless writers that tell the dry tales of Systems? Of modern men who traverse through time and space to arrive in fantastical worlds where they achieve naught but baseless journeys? Of tasteless worlds with no intrigue, failing to grasp thy mind? If that be the case, hearken unto me, O Prowler! Let me appeal to thy desire for adventure and darkness, bringing thee into the world of LEASTRIA, where ye shall follow the story of foul men born from distorted shadow! Where selfish Stars toy with fate from their Odd Demesnes! Where the Enlightened, the Sorcerers, the Cradlers and the Genuine Accursed roam and rend the Sheltered Lands with their obscene lust and greed! Where ye shall follow the story of the Cursed Child as he seeks ‘The Bringing’ and rises from meagrehood to significance under thy eyes. Hearken unto my voice and begin this tale, if ye fear not to prowl in Mythology. Do ye dare, O Prowler, to be lost in true Fantasy? ---------------- I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun

He woke in a stranger’s bed with a system in his skull, a son-in-law title on his tongue, and a missing shard that can rewrite who you are. Arin Voss opens his eyes inside Voss Manor with no memory of how he died, and a cold voice in his head called the Protocol that gives him missions and penalties. To survive he must play the role he’s been handed, marry into power, and chase Tessera, a stolen memory shard that can erase or sell a person’s past. As he hunts, he slips between two dangerous alliances. Evelyn, the ice-smart heiress, offers politics and protection. Maris, a smoky broker from the docks, offers heat and truth. Both pull him toward very different futures. When brokers start dying and the Protocol’s orders threaten to cut away pieces of his life, Arin faces a choice. Obey the machine and trade his identity for safety, or tear the system down and risk being erased for good. Legacy, lust, and lies converge in a high-stakes game where memory is currency, and love might be the only leverage left.

In the foreboding realm of Vesperia, Daniel Solace, a valiant combatant, emerges as the protagonist within the Order of the Church. This militaristic organization, akin to a court order, operates under the Holy Father and 14 royal families, each aligned with a knight of the White Order. Their purpose is twofold: to prevent the escape of the seven deadly sins and thwart the agents of the apocalypse—the ominous Four Horsemen—intent on unraveling life itself. As Daniel delves into his role within the Church, the sacred halls become a battleground for the interplay between faith and darkness. The Chosen Blades, including Daniel, embark on perilous quests to retrieve relics hidden within the churches—artifacts echoing forgotten heroes and cataclysmic events. These relics hold the key to shaping destinies and standing against the malevolent influence of the looming apocalypse. However, not all within the Church's ranks are righteous. Hidden cults and covens exploit the vulnerability of the faithful, weaving a sinister tapestry that threatens the delicate balance between hope and forbidden knowledge. Unholy abominations, born from the twisted sorcery conducted within the sacred walls, further challenge Daniel and his comrades as they navigate the treacherous paths set before them. In Vesperia, Daniel Solace's journey unfolds against the backdrop of a looming apocalypse, where the Church's military might, the enigmatic relics, and the Chosen Blades become the last line of defense against the impending doom orchestrated by the Four Horsemen and the looming specter of the seven deadly sins.

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"

A few months before Emily turns 18, her father dies. She goes to Baguio to live with her mother, her stepfather Miguel, and her half-brother Migo. Emily misses her father terribly that she finds it hard to fit into her new home, despite her mother's sympathetic efforts and her half-brother's irresistible cuteness. Good thing, Emily seems to be friendly enough to have made new pals, like Denver, who, it turns out, sees her as more than a friend. Then Emily meets a mysterious young man who suddenly appears and disappears; and he's always dressed in black leather jacket and denim pants whom she gets to know as Lance Monroe. Emily is smitten by Lance's romantic gestures and protective ways. He teaches her to play the piano, and brings her roses, and he even rescues her from bad guys, and helps her overcome her fears. She feels she has found in Lance her knight in shining armor who will rescue her from her incurable loneliness and deathly sadness. But Emily's family and friends are alarmed that she has become secluded and deluded in her own imaginary world. In the end, she has to decide what matters most to her and where her heart truly is.

Suddenly appearing in a different world, it looks like I got caught up in a Hero Summoning. And of course, I’m not the Hero, but it’s another guy……and while being very cautious and scared of the cliche-like development, I was thrown into the maelstrom of war……or not. The Demon Lord? It was defeated a thousand years ago. Hero? He’s just the main actor in a festival. Nobles? They’re kindly taking care of us. The Demon Race? They have good relationships with Humans. Wars? It’s already 800 years since the last one. Monsters? The Guild and Order of Knight are taking care of them. Return to Earth? It is eventually No-Risk. What I’m planning after being caught up into this? I’m gonna enjoy the life in a different world as much as I want to, go on a cultural exchange and sightseeing, and after experiencing the festival that is only held once every ten years……I shall go home safely. The other world was――at Peace. A kind world where the three races, the Demon Realm’s Demons, the God Realm’s Gods, the Human Realm’s Humans, they are kind neighbors to each other, with everyone living a peaceful and fulfilling life. But although I wished to peacefully spend a year before my return, for some reason, the heavyweights of this world keeps gathering around me....

🏆 ["Sliver Medal" in System Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"] 🏆 ‘Perhaps being stuck in a game isn’t so bad!’, Kyle thought moments before he was mistaken for a hidden boss by a rather dim, but quite powerful knight. That was the moment he learned what immediate regret meant. Kyle was an ordinary student at an insignificant university. Being the pinnacle of ‘average’, his life was as mundane as it could get, that is, until he found himself unable to log out of the full dive game that had recently released. Life in a game wasn’t too bad, that is if one’s not hunted day and night by the players, who mistook him for a special hidden boss with near human level A.I. And no amount of trying to convince them that he was, in fact, human helped. He survived a while until a knight kicked him though a boss door in a dungeon. Usually, facing a lich at such a low level would be a death sentence. By all means, it should have been. But lady luck smiled on him for once in his absolutely mundane life, and he found himself in the possession of said lich. About as confused as he can get, Kyle’s new life took a rather awkward and bizarre turn. And as such, his life of adventure fille with colourful and quirky characters, ferocious monsters and downright terrifying encounters began!