Mère Célibataire

The cover read: The 800 Methods. “Oh, I couldn’t.” “This has eight hundred deadly moves,” Marvin said. “It’s the most comprehensive monograph on the subject. Most of the strikes kill with one blow, once you master them. I’ve dog-eared some of my favorites. It’s actually padded with a few techniques that are hard to use outside laboratory conditions. But they’re still good to know.”

"You think a loser like you could ever have me?" Selena sneered, flipping her hair as she clung to Derek’s arm. Jason's heart pounded in his chest. He had done everything for Selena—her homework, her errands, even covered for her when she skipped class. And now, she was throwing it all in his face, laughing at him in front of the entire campus. "You’re pathetic, Jason. You’ll never be good enough for someone like Selena," Derek added, smirking. That night, drowning in anger and humiliation, Jason scrolled through his phone, only to see a strange app appear on his screen. "The Game of Kings"—he hadn’t downloaded it, but it was there, glowing like a beacon. Curious, he tapped it. A message popped up: "Enter your name to begin. Rise or fall—it’s your choice." Jason hesitated, then typed his name. The screen flashed. "Level 1 complete. Claim your reward: $2,000,000 or continue playing?" His breath caught. Two million grand? Was this a dream? His bank app confirmed it—his balance had skyrocketed overnight. Now, with wealth and power at his fingertips, Jason isn’t just playing to win. He’s playing to change his fate. Will he use the game to take down Derek and make Selena regret ever betraying him? Or will he realize that the true game is much bigger than revenge?

A massacre occurred in a demon castle with took the life of the "demon king"...and his family ...and miraculously the son of the demon king "LEO MOONLIGHT' survived the massacre. "You damn demigod I gonna kill you " "I'm gonna s slaughter every one of you " "I'm gonna erase your existence from this world." "And you too###### I'm gonna kill you to just you bastard wait for me...I'm coming for you." This is the story of the demon prince LEO MOONLIGHT who wants to take revenge for his beloved once

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

[Host has been granted the Demon System] Damian appeared confused on seeing the message appear in his line of sight as he suddenly began to feel his consciousness slipping away from his body, and with it a strange voice in his head. “Finally, I’m home,” Lucifer said . Damian a descendant of an Angel gets associated with the sealed Demon King Lucifer, with Damian’s interest in the human world and the Lucifer’s search for ten precious items… a new journey begins for Damian who had always been grounded on the Angel’s island. NOTE: *JUST KIDDING*. SIT BACK AND ENJOY A MASTERPIECE

Being the Angel of death requires a lot of responsibility from Azrael. He was loved by his father but hated by his brother Black. Azrael did his job diligently until a faithful day when the forbidden happened. ︎︎︎︎ "Father, why did call for me?" "You dared to go against me and saved a child you never should have saved, Azrael. I trusted you and gave you my glory. How dare you disobey me?!" Azrael fell to his knees and begged his father. "I never meant to go against you, father. I just couldn't bear to take the child's soul away." "That child should never have been born, it will bring doom to the world. You have just saved the doom of the mortals and immortals! How will you pay for this you've brought upon us!" "I'm so sorry father, I will receive my punishment without complain. "In that case, You, Azreal are hereby sentenced to the wilderness of nothingness until my anger is appeased!" Azrael received his punishment for saving who he shouldn't have. He did what he shouldn't do as the angel of death. He interfered with the lives of mortals. But what he didn't know was the fact that there is a force behind why he did what he did. That force will destroy the whole world and the only person who can fight against it, is none other than Azrael (The Angel of death).

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.

She would have given everything she had to him if only he had asked, if only his arrogance did not lead him to kill her. But now, her ghost has no love, her ghost is all about revenge. Funny thing is, he buried her in the same house that she built with her own money, brick by brick. Is it possible to get a good night sleep after burying your own wife in the same house you're sleeping in? What if you can't sleep, can't move out of the house and the ghost won't let you sell it either?

"What the... why does everything look so different? And why do I feel taller? Ryu, do you see this interface? Is this some sort of glitch or something?" - "I don’t think this’ a glitch, dude. We're in the game, like, for real! Look at us, I'm a knight now, and you're a wizard. This is insane!" In a world shaped by the neon-lit magic of a mysterious MMORPG, Kai and Ryu, two disillusioned gamers, find themselves thrust into a reality where the virtual becomes tangible. Transformed into their in-game avatars—a wizard and a knight, respectively—they navigate this enchanting yet treacherous realm.

When the forgotten illegitimate son of a billionaire revives a dusty old box as his “inheritance” while his half-siblings get valuable gifts, it seems like the final insult. But what he doesn't know is that this old box has the power to turn his life around faster than he can blink.