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"Execrated is a high-octane, no-holds-barred action-thriller page-turner. Straton City is turned upside down when a criminal mastermind unleashes his version of Hell on Earth. Figures of eminence, people with authority, and even the police themselves are not safe from this shadowy figure. The story follows Detective Jane Harlow as she tries to grapple with her demons and uncover the identity of this force of darkness. Can she survive and protect the city she loves? As deception and danger wait at every corner, and a friend is just someone who hasn't betrayed you yet, the table is set—a table for the high-stakes gambit of life and death, of revenge and redemption. Will she be able to save Straton City and the ones she loves, or will she end up just another pawn in this twisted madness unfolding in Straton?"

An executioner is a person who carries out an execution sentence for people who have been judged by death. But what if the executioner does not differentiate between those who have been judged and those who have not. seeing everyone as enemies. What you get is mad MC English is my second language. I hope that you will not be disturbed by the grammer errors

Neo was an 18 year old boy on his way to college, he was going to go to college, get a good job, and make his adopted family proud. At least that's what he wrote as his purpose in his journal and not fighting demonic beings at night. Yep... Neo's life took a dramatic turn as he realized that it was not only humans present in this world. There were certain entities called Onis, demonic beings that only suppose to live in myth and legends were actually real. Not only were they real, no one knew of them, they had the passive ability to erase the memories of anyone they come in contact to. The only forces that could combat them were the executioners, humans that could remember the Oni attacks made it their purpose to exterminate the Onis. Onis with exceptional abilities and mad magical powers versus humans who just so happens to remember them. Let's see how this goes... _____ [WPC: mythology]

The well behaved student, Ricky Matyag, seek to improve the behavior of his class by physical violence.

Angels of the biblical faction are not what they seem. They have a cast system that favors the top and leaves the bottom feeders with nothing. can our local executioner thrive and still remain pure?

I am an imperial bead, a bead designed only to kill Now what if I am known as a traitor, a traitor to the empire?

"Betrayal is a sin, flower," He murmured near my ears, his arctic orbs whisking the warmth of my flesh against his. A course of harrowing singeing fire drifted down my body from the swell of my breasts to my heated core. My nerves screaming with torturous touch of his skin against mine, I couldn’t think for he had me confine in his arms. Brutally, he swept his tongue under the rim of my ear whilst my breath hitched and my tears become uncontrollable. The blood seeped through the cut I gifted him with as he inflated every bit of my scent I had to offer. His filthy tongue leapt across my lower lip with hellish slowness. The bond tempted me to submit to him. "I do not yearn to hear your cries, Katarina. Worship me with your moans." He commanded and I closed my eyes tightly not wishing to swim in those ocean pools of his. Their intimidating tone of his made me want to submit fully to him, to hand over the reins of my soul in his fists. Tears streamed down my face. "F-Forgive me, Xerxes." I stammer softly unable to face his wrath for I knew he was just playing with me, toying with my emotions before he punish me for deeds I've done. Xerxes cruelly grasped my wrists whilst locking them above my head so he could fully discern my naked flesh. "Forgive you?" He mocked, his eyes holding mine into a captivating grip as he licked his lips. "You let another male touch what belonged to me, tell me, flower, why must you test me like this.” I gulped unable to meet his gaze. He chuckled dryly. “Spread your legs, Katarina. The nectar I’m craving is between your legs.”

Executioner, your job is to save your country from trespasser in order to save the country from a plague. Kibo is a 16 year old boy, who follows the path of his sister to find his dream and become the country's number one executioner. On his way he meets adventures and more.

Harper Lane never signed up to be a matchmaker, especially not for her playboy boss, Eros Heartwood. But when his sister Asia offers her a deal too tempting to refuse—ten times her salary to help Eros find true love in sixty days—Harper finds herself tangled in a web of secrets, scandal, and seduction. Eros Heartwood has everything: wealth, power, and a revolving door of beautiful women. But his reputation is on the line, and the future of his family's company is at risk. Asia knows Eros needs to settle down, and fast, or they could lose everything. But convincing him to fall in love? That’s Harper’s job, and she has to do it without him knowing. As Harper dives into Eros' complicated love life, she uncovers more than she bargained for. With each passing day, the stakes get higher, and Harper realizes that finding the perfect match for Eros might just mean risking her own heart in the process. Can Harper pull off the ultimate matchmaking mission, or will her heart get caught in the crossfire?

A girl unaware of what or who she is but when she finds out she becomes the strongest been in all of Hilian.