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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 319k Views

The Bastard’s Villain wants revenge

In a world where power is bestowed through celestial seals, one’s fate is decided the moment it appears. The gifted rise. The weak are forgotten. Adam was one of the forgotten. Born an orphan with a mediocre seal, he lived as nothing more than a stepping stone, bullied, ignored, and discarded. His life took a darker turn when a secret organization manipulated him into infiltrating the prestigious academy, HearthDragon Fortress Royal Institute, to steal a forbidden relic: the sealed heart of the Demon God, Baphomen. He succeeded. And that success became his downfall. Captured and experimented on, Adam was reduced to a vessel, his body broken and reshaped to house the very entity the world once feared. For years, he lost himself as Baphomen consumed everything in its path, leaving behind only destruction. In the end, he was hunted down and executed by the so-called heroes of the age. led by Zack Vessara, the descendant of the legendary hero. They called him a demon. They never remembered the human he once was. But at the moment of his death, time stopped. Face to face with Baphomen itself, Adam was shown the truth: his entire life had been nothing more than a scripted tragedy, written by the Goddess Gaia as part of a grand design where he was destined to fall as a villain. Fueled by rage and hatred not just for the heroes, but for the very world that used and discarded him, Adam accepts Baphomen’s final offer. To return. To defy fate. To destroy everything. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -No romance -no harem -weak to strong
Lazy_brown · 1k Views

Man Is A Monster

#NO-HAREM SECT #NOT a translation or mtl. #NO AI #Strong language Synopsis/ If familiarity mattered, Water wouldn't boil fish, The sea wouldn't drown sailors, Nor fire betray its own kiss. If closeness meant mercy, Storms would spare the trees, The sun would cradle deserts, And wounds would bloom with ease. But nature holds no promise, Nor does fate shed a tear, For even the shore, though it loves the waves, Watches them disappear. If love alone could save, The night would shelter the stars, The thorn would soften for roses, And scars would cradle our scars ______________ First person/ And when death finds me, it will find nothing to take only a body that once pretended to live. My soul will have rotted long before eaten away by my own despair. My heart will not beat in fear, for it has been weary for so long that even death will pity it and in that final moment, there will be no cry, only the cruel truth that I had already been dead while life still demanded I breathe ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Second person/ I wanted to change the world too, I wanted my name to be known enough that I'd be taught in schools. I feared, and still do, of my name being forgotten. I might not be able to change the life of generations to come, but I decided to help the people around me as much as I can. I offer my money to beggars and the homeless, I try to make children on the bus laugh, I give up my seat whenever I can, I give compliments to strangers and I try to cheer up people who have lost the light. In the end it's all worthwhile. I may not invent time travel, but I have had close friends tell me they don't know where they'd be if I wasn't there for them, or if they'd even be alive. So for all that matters, I have changed the world, I have saved people, even if it's just one. I was a Hero, even though it was only me who knew that. _________________ A Naruto FF Slight AU ---------------------------- Disclaimer: Except OC, nothing is mine.
FromJupiter · 1.8k Views

Six Months Contract With The Mafia God

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.
Salewa_25 · 26.1k Views