"What took you so long?" Callea complained as Deive get off the car. "I am bored here waiting for you."

Torque left with Marina and Luna for a joy ride. Her cousin wanted her friends to go someplace else. While she was left at Villa Celesta alone. She also wanted to leave the villa for a while and see new sights. It has been a long time since she left Nagcarlan. Her destination was always Villa Celesta and the mansion. It was starting to become a bore. But she wanted a place that has no people around. She just wanted the view and nature.

"Do you want to attend a cosplay event?"

"Cosplay?" She clasped her hands and she saw stars as she thinks about people wearing different costumes. It didn't matter who they were because they were in character. They were not obliged to show their real self. What's important is they could represent the character well and could show their creative side. "I love that."

"There's a cosplay event in SM Mall of Asia. It is still early. We can get there on time." It was eight-thirty in the morning.

"As in right now?" She didn't know what to do. She was excited. It was her first time to attend that kind of event. She wanted to ask her cousins to bring her to those kinds of events before but they were killjoy. They said that it was only for teenagers. She ran inside the mansion to change into a costume that Pipay, her friend designer, sent her recently. She stopped suddenly when she remembered Deive. "H-How about you? Will you wear a costume?"

He nods his head. "Yes. I will be Shadow Knight. Pipay gave me a costume for me as a gift. She said that she wants you to have a partner when you feel like being on the character. I might as well use it." Shadow Knight was a character in one of her graphic novels.

"Then I will be Calliope so we can be partners." She stood in her toes and kiss his cheek. "Thank you, Shadow Knight."

In less than five minutes, her costumes and makeup kit were packed. Good thing Marina prepared it near the treasure chest and her knee-high boots were waiting for her as well.  Calliope's costume was perfect. It had a veil that covered her face. Nobody would know what she looked like behind it.

 At the car, she already wore the veil. Her body was buzzing with excitement as I answered Deive's questions about his character Shadow Knight. She didn't notice how long their trip lasted.

He said that he owned a condo near SM Mall of Asia so they changed their clothes there. It took an hour to fix her hair and the makeup. Calliope was a Gothic Lolita character. She let her hair down. She was wearing a long back tulle dress with petticoat. She also had a black lacy fan that could dispel evil spirits. She decided not to put on makeup since she would be wearing a veil.

Her breath hitched when she saw Deive in his Shadow Knight costume. He looked like an aristocrat vampire. His elegant black cape collar coat was perfect for his lithe body. Even the black lacy baroque pants were so on point. She never thought Shadow Knight could be this sexy until Deive personified it. Unlike her, he ditched the mask and it showcased his beautiful face. He didn't even need his jeweled sword because his piercing eyes could easily melt souls.

She was so amazed when she entered SMX Convention Center. Cosplayers were milling around and they were wearing costumes from her graphic novels. Her heart was about to burst. To see her characters come to life and loved by many was heaven.

But she was there as a cosplayer and not as Xylara, the mysterious author.

She suddenly got cold feet when she saw the tarpaulin hanging above the escalator and the entrance to the convention center. Xylara's Book Signing.

She blinked several times. That was her pen name unless there was another Xylara she was not aware of.

She looked around the convention center's lobby once more. All of the cosplayers were wearing her character's costume. Some were even holding copies of her graphic novels. The event was for her. Exclusively for her.

She felt trapped. She would be forced to talk to all those people. Strangers. A lot of strangers had come to see her. They were taking each other's photos and for sure they would take her pictures, too. What if they insist to see her face? What if they tried to hurt her? No. She couldn't do this.

She started running out of breath then stepped back. What would she do with those people?

Deive blocked her with his body before she could retreat some more. "Stay, Callea."

An arranged marriage to a perfect bride.

To keep him in line, playboy Deive Hontiveros needs to marry Callea Lopez so he could start his own business. He thought he got lucky when he sees how beautiful and caring Callea is.

She lives in a haunted mansion though and he got plagued by a mysterious ghost of a woman and her cat from hell.

He must protect his bride at all cost. 

But what if Callea is one with the darkness?

6

Talin hesitated outside his bedroom door, his gaze on the breakfast tray he'd made.  He'd burned the toast a bit, but it was edible.  Pushing the door open, he entered the bedroom to find Dimitri sitting up.  Ignoring his heart's little skip, Talin took the tray to Dimitri's side of the bed.
"I brought coffee," he said banging the tray slightly on the bedside table.
Dimitri helped him steady the tray.  Once it was safe, Dimitri took his left hand.
"I hope you're not leaving me to disappear downstairs," Dimitri said.
Talin laughed.
"No, I called Lori; she'll handle opening the club."
"Good," Dimitri tugged on his hand until he sat on the side of the bed.
"You took my rose," Talin said, shifting until he sat legs crossed on the bed facing Dimitri.
Reaching for the tray, he placed it on the space between them.  He took Dimitri's cup of coffee and held it out.
Dimitri took the cup with a small shrug.
"You don't need black roses, Talin.  I'll get you vibrant red ones if that's what you want."
"But, the black one was unique.  I don't even know where it came from."
Dimitri pressed a finger on his lips.
"Don't worry about a dead rose, my dear.  I'll get you a whole plant."
"And where will I put a rose plant?" Talin asked putting jam on Dimitri's toast.  "I don't have a garden out there."
Dimitri nodded to the windows and the little balcony built in there.
"We'll put a flower pot there."
"What about when it snows?"
"We'll wrap it up." Dimitri grinned.
Talin shook his head.
"You have a solution for everything."
Dimitri nodded.
"That's right."
Talin scoffed.
"It gives you a big ego."
Dimitri bit into the toast with a small happy sigh.
"I want to eat breakfast with you everyday."
"I doubt that," Talin said applying marmalade on his toast.  "You have Kat cooking for you."
"I'm a third-wheel in that house."  Dimitri grinned.  "She and Lukas have eyes for each other in the morning."
Talin laughed at that picture.  He doubted Dimitri would ever be a third-wheel in any situation.  His personality brought him up front and center.
"You don't believe me," Dimitri said.
"I think they both love you too much to make you feel like a third-wheel.  You're whining," Talin said.
"Jeez, there's no joking with you."  Dimitri sipped his coffee.  "Still, I prefer having toast with you to any fancy breakfast."
Talin felt warmth burst inside him and he took a bite of toast to hide it.  They ate in silence for a few minutes.
Talin reached out to wipe away toast crumbs caught on the corner of Dimitri's mouth.  Dimitri took his hand and pressed a kiss on his fingers.
"What are you doing today?" Talin asked.
Dimitri sighed.
"I have to go to the marina.  Lukas needs help with one of our charter boats.  Something's wrong with the engine."
"You like working with engines.  The day I went to your place, I found you working on a pump engine.  Is that what you do all day?"
"I do a lot of things in a day," Dimitri answered.
"Things like what?" Talin asked, wanting to know all he could about Dimitri.
So far, all he knew was that the man had insomnia, and liked to sleep in Talin's bed.
Dimitri put his coffee cup on the bedside table.
"Lukas and I own the marina together, but he does the administrative work and dealing with customers.  Kat helps but she has her restaurant to deal with.  I work behind the scenes.  I check the charter boats, do maintenance and if anyone needs help with their boat, I handle that.  We offer warehouse space, so I make sure shipments are in order.  My job gives me a flexible schedule and I get to work with my hands."
"And your men, those guys you hang with, what do they do?" Talin asked.
"Sean and Tomas help me," Dimitri said.  "They handle all the warehouse problems which can be trying."
Talin met amused blue eyes.
"Satisfied?" Dimitri asked.
"Nope," Talin shook his head.  "Where did you go last night?  I saw your car in the parking lot before I fell asleep.  You weren't in the club, I called Lori to ask."
"A friend picked me up," Dimitri said with a slight shrug.
"What friend?"
"Business friend," Dimitri said.  "He had an emergency to do with a shipment and needed my help."
"Is that why you didn't sleep?" Talin asked with a frown.  "Dimitri, you have to take better care of yourself.  I know how it is to overwork."
"Don't worry about me," Dimitri said.  "I don't sleep that much anyway.  Besides, I slept the whole day yesterday."
"Still," Talin moved the tray to the bedside table.
Dimitri pushed the sheets away and moved closer, reminding Talin that he was still in his boxer shorts.  They hadn't done anything beyond a few kisses and holding each other.  Dimitri sunk his fingers into Talin's hair, tilting Talin's head back so that they could kiss.
All thoughts of what Dimitri did or didn't do disappeared.  Dimitri tasted like coffee, strawberry jam and toast.  Dimitri's tongue stroked his, Talin pressed closer, his arms moving up Dimitri's strong upper arms to his shoulders.  He could kiss Dimitri all day.  Their kisses were drugging, heated...he sighed when Dimitri broke away to trail kisses along his jaw to his neck.
His fingers sunk into Dimitri's mink black hair, and a moan escaped when Dimitri bit at the curve of his neck and shoulder.
"I've dreamt of holding you like this," Dimitri said sucking on the sensitive spot.  "I can't believe it's finally happening."
"Why do you keep saying that?  Am I really so unapproachable?" Talin asked leaning back to meet Dimitri's gaze.
"I—," Dimitri pressed a kiss on his jaw and let him go.  "It seemed better to look at you from a far."
Talin sighed and got off the bed.  "Well, seems you're still looking from afar."
"Why do you say that?" Dimitri asked in surprise.
"Nothing," Talin said, picking a knitted sweater he'd thrown over an armchair beside his bed.  "I have no clue what we're doing, so—, it doesn't matter what I say."
Talin wore the grey sweater and tugged it over his t-shirt.
"Talin."
Talin tried…he tried…to fight that sexy voice, alas he was mortal and weak.  Dimitri's low voice was tempting; it felt like expensive silk stroking his cock, arousal slammed him hard.  He wanted…meeting pale blue eyes, he sighed, berating his body for wanting a man with secrets like Dimitri.
"What?" he asked.
Their gazes locked.
"I want in," Dimitri said, "all the way."
Talin forced himself to look away from Dimitri.
"Ah…well, if it was sex you wanted, you could have asked that first day," Talin said, trying to joke through the intensity of Dimitri's words.
He had no idea what to say.  He didn't know if he could handle someone getting to know him.
Isn't that what Dimitri was implying here?
It had to be…he frowned.
"Sex is easy, I want more than that.  I need it, Talin," Dimitri stated.
Dimitri got off the bed in a fluid motion and closed the distance between them with a few steps.
Talin couldn't help the gasp when Dimitri held his shoulders, turning him, so they faced each other.  Unable to resist, Talin touched Dimitri's stomach, his fingers tracing soft hair dusting down to the waistband of black boxer shorts.
Dimitri ran his fingers through Talin's hair, stroking the long messy strands.  Talin leaned into the touch.  It was so new, yet so familiar: comforting, he let out a shaky breath and looked up to meet Dimitri's gaze.
"Can we take it slow?" Talin asked
His chest felt tight, fear creeping in at the thought of allowing someone in…again.
Dimitri's smile was slow, roguish…sexy…jeez, everything the man did linked back to sex.
Talin's cock hardened, pressing against his jeans.
"Whatever you want, Talin," Dimitri said leaning to touch his lips to Talin's, "as long as you let me have breakfast with you."
Talin chuckled.
"And have my bed for sleeping?" he asked.
"Yep," Dimitri said his fingers bunching in Talin's hair gently.  Using the hold on his hair, Dimitri tilted Talin's head back, "for sleeping…and other pleasurable activities, hopefully soon."
Talin closed his eyes when Dimitri finally kissed him, this time leaving no doubt what type of pleasurable activities Dimitri wanted.
***
The trash pick-up truck showed up at around one o'clock.  They were two days late.  Talin stood at the back door watching them clear the trash area.  He'd been worried the health officers would show up and find the trash area messy.  Health officers were a pain…not to mention the fines…he sighed and stepped back into the building.  He needed to call the removal company and straighten the schedule.
Instead of going to the main club floor where Lori was dealing with late deliveries, Talin went to his office.  He'd spent the past thirty minutes compiling a list of potential waiters for hire.  Settling behind his desk, his gaze fell on the card Detective James left him.  He'd brought it down here by mistake.
Picking it up, he touched the number with a frown.  Dimitri thought it was a good idea for him to keep the card.  When he'd asked why, Dimitri had smiled and told him to let the detective know if Ken Luther showed up at the club.
Dimitri.
Now there was a man with secrets.
Talin opened the top drawer of his desk and dropped the card inside, his thoughts firmly on Dimitri as they had been through the week.  They'd only spoken for four days, and it felt like he'd always known Dimitri.
It had to be the epic kisses, Talin thought with a smile, though the secrets intrigued him too.
Like last night, he'd glanced out the living room windows to see Dimitri's car in the parking lot.  Talin wondered why Dimitri would leave his car in the parking lot when he'd need it to get to the marina.  Then there was the Caleb Barnes saga, and the two men who followed Dimitri around.  Then there was this morning…why had Dimitri looked so stressed when he'd shown up?
The questions were many, but then the kisses filled his thoughts and the questions rather took a backseat.
He was in lust with Dimitri's kisses.
Talin touched his lips and couldn't help smiling at the memory of Dimitri pressing him against the front door before he left two hours ago.  He hadn't wanted that kiss to end.  He'd instead wanted them to go back to his bed.
Dimitri, however, had broken the kiss, patiently held him until they both could breath easier, and then he'd left with a devastating smile.
Damn Dimitri, he frowned, the man had insane self-control.
"Talin," an amused deep voice broke into his thoughts.
He glanced up to find a tall thin black man smiling at him.
"Carl," Talin said, pleasantly surprised.
Getting up, Talin walked around the desk to meet Carl and give him a tight hug.  He laughed when Carl patted his back and tugged on his ponytail.  Carl Brown was his oldest friend.
"I knocked twice, but you seem preoccupied," Carl said stepping back to study him.  "I see smiles, visiting the land of the living again, Talin?"
Talin chuckled and playfully punched Carl's arm.
"It's great to see you, Carl.  Did Terry kick you out of the house today?  I haven't seen you in a while."
Carl laughed and moved to take a seat on the armchairs set before Talin's desk.  Talin joined him, moving his chair so that it faced Carl.
"She's driving me crazy," Carl said, his voice soft, dripping with fondness.
Terry was Carl's wife.  Talin had been Carl's best man at their wedding six years ago.  They had one two-year-old boy they both doted on.  Carl was madly in love with his little family.  Happiness radiated from deep within.  It brightened Carl's dark brown eyes as nothing else could.
Talin was jealous.
"You haven't come to visit the Turnip," Carl said studying him.  "We worried.  Terry asked me to come here and drag you out to lunch."
Talin smiled at the mention of Carl and Terry's eclectic bookshop.  He missed that place; the couple had a knack of stocking the bookshop with the best of books.  They'd let Talin name bookshop when they first opened it.  Talin still couldn't believe Terry had agreed to call the bookstore the Turnip.
"That woman," Talin smiled.  "She's so bossy."
"She worries about you," Carl said leaning forward, elbows on his knees.  "Although, I have to say, you're not as depressing as you usually are.  What's changed?"
Talin scoffed.  "What are you talking about?"
"Secret smiles, happy eyes, hmm…" Carl grinned.  "Anyone I know?"
Talin shrugged.
"Not really," he said not ready to mention Dimitri's name.
Carl gave him a knowing look and stood.
"Guess you're not ready to share.  Come on then, I'm not taking no for an answer.  We're going to the steakhouse down the street.  We need to get some meat on them bones."
Talin gave the list of names on his desk a wistful glance.
Carl took his arm before he could launch any protest and led him out of his office.  Talin barely grabbed his jacket on the way out before Carl closed the door.
It was wonderful to walk down the street with Carl.  He listened to Carl talk about his son, and watching him grow.  Carl talked about Terry, love in his every word.  He'd forgotten what this was like, just listening…Carl could talk for hours…somehow it had always seemed like the best thing about Carl.  He'd never needed to talk, Carl did it all…Talin just listened.
"How's your store, Carl?" Talin asked as they settled in their seats at the Steakhouse.
Carl picked up his napkin giving him a surprised look.
"Doing great, Terry ordered new graphic novels, you could come over and check them out."
"That sounds like a plan," Talin said studying the menu.
"Really?" Carl asked sitting back.  "She's kept stuff for you for months."
"I'll drive to the bookshop later."  Talin looked up to find Carl staring at him.  "What?"
Carl took the menu away from him.
"Okay, what have you done with the real Talin?"
Talin laughed.
"I'm the same old Talin."
"No you're not," Carl shook his head.  "You're definitely not the same Talin I've seen the past four years."
Talin held Carl's gaze for a moment, before he looked away.
The past filled the silence between them…too close…too hard…yet now; Talin took in a deep breath and let it out slow.
"I'm sorry," Carl said his tone regretful, "I've ruined it."
"No," Talin shook his head.  "There's nothing to be sorry about.  I-I checked out…"
Carl studied him, and then reached out to squeeze his hand.
"Don't think about it.  I'm insanely happy to see the icicles melting.  Please, let's go to the bookshop after this.  It will be like old times."
Talin watched Carl pick up the menu, a small grin on his lips.  He wondered why he'd never seen how much his self-imposed exile worried Carl.
"I feel like having barbecue short ribs," Carl said grinning at him.  "What do you say?"
Talin laughed.
"Sure, definitely feel like getting sauce all over my face.  Why not?"
Carl nodded and called their waiter.
****
Hours later, Talin drove back to the Talon from Carl and Terry's bookshop feeling happy.  He'd strapped in a box full of new copies of fantasy graphic novels on the passenger seat.  Terry knew his tastes well, and she'd kept the best titles for him.  Glancing at the box, memories came back, happy memories.  He'd always loved graphic art, the more conceptual the better.  Carl and Terry had helped fuel that love through the years, encouraged him when he'd created it too.  Thinking about his art skills brought back memories.
Memories…the vault in his head clicked open.
Gabriel.
Talin remembered afternoons in the sun, seated under a huge oak tree, the grass so green…gorgeous green, but not as gorgeous as Gabriel's green eyes.  He remembered sketching those eyes, trying to put them on paper, and capture the light just right…but never quite getting it.  Kisses under that tree, giggles of delight…followed by…emptiness.
On coming headlights blinded him, and Talin jerked his car to the side of the road, his foot heavy on the brakes.  He came to a stop with a jerk as the driver behind him honked his irritation.
Glancing at the box on the passenger seat, Talin wondered when the past would stop hurting.
His cell phone buzzed.  Glancing at the caller ID, he let out a soft sigh when he saw Dimitri's number.
"Where are you?" Dimitri asked when he answered.
"On the way back to the club," Talin said adjusting his seatbelt.  "I went to see old friends.  Are you at the Talon?"
"I stopped by to drop something off, you weren't there," Dimitri said.  "Are you alright?"
Talin glanced at the box of graphic novels.
"Yeah, I'm fine.  Are you coming over tonight?"
"Later," Dimitri said, his voice filled with promise.
Talin smiled.  "I'll wait."
"Drive safe," Dimitri said then.
Ending the call, Talin placed the phone on its holder on the dash.  Holding the steering wheel with both hands, he let out a steadying breath and eased back into traffic.
"Steady, steady…," he whispered.
***
Back at the club, Talin helped Lori clear tables for the night.  It was almost three o'clock in the morning, Dimitri still hadn't shown up.  Picking up the last stool, he overturned it on the table and stretched his arms above his head.  His shoulder muscles complained and he dropped his arms.
"Did you have fun with Carl?" Lori asked as she filled out the daily forms.  "I saw him drag you out of here earlier."
"Yeah," Talin said taking the rag he held to the counter.  "I didn't realize I was neglecting them until I saw him today.  Their son is walking and everything.  It was surreal, I remember a small tiny baby who had to be carried with care."
Lori chuckled.
"Boss, you haven't noticed much these last few months.  Working, working," she shook her head.  "I guess you've turned on a switch in there.  I can't wait for the new employees you're hiring.  It will mean day offs."
Talin frowned.  "You get day offs."
Lori scoffed.
"From where?" she asked looking around the empty club.  "I'm pretty sure the bulk of the work has been between you and me."
Talin picked up the dirty rags and went around the counter to dump them in the washing machine.  He put in the right amount of soap and started it.
"Dimitri came over earlier," Lori said as she put away the daily forms.
She went back to his office and brought back a package wrapped with delicate green netting.  She placed the package before him with a wide smile.
"Unwrap it, I've been dying to see what's inside all night."
Talin undid the green string holding it all together, and the netting fell away.  He grinned when he saw the small potted plant, the thorns unmistakable.
"A plant?" Lori asked.
She touched the earthenware pot with intricate designs on its surface.
"The pot is expensive.  I don't get it."
Talin touched the leaves carefully.
"It's a rose plant."
"A rose plant?" Lori frowned.
Talin ignored her confusion and instead reached for the card tucked into the plant.  He opened it and found Dimitri had written a note.
>>>For your balcony, water it everyday. D
Talin placed the card on the counter and went to the sink.  He picked up a beer mug and filled it with cold water.  Lori gave him an amused look when he returned to water the plant carefully.
Twenty minutes later, he carried the box of graphic novels, with the rose plant carefully balanced on top, upstairs.  Stopping at his door, he got his keys and unlocked the door.  Ignoring the lights, Talin went into the living room to place the box on the coffee table.
He went back to close the door and turn on the lights.  That's when he saw the white envelope on front door rug.  Frowning, he picked it up, as he locked the door.  Opening the envelope, he pulled out a picture with a note on the back.
'Dimitri Sedlackov is dangerous.  He's not what he seems.'
"Well, that's ominous," he said under his breath turning the picture.
There was Dimitri holding a bundle of…money?
Talin frowned.
***

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As Elsa close her eyes and embrace death she found her self floating in a dark void with nothing to see she get confused as she expected herself to be in hell chained and tortured for eternity but here she is floating in the void,  she look down to inspect her self to find that she is still the same except she has no flesh and transparent like hologram, a spiritor a soul, she start thinking about her strange situation and eventually an idea forms in her mind that she is in some kind of hell but an exile one that suppose to stay a lone for eternity and with no communication with any living being "well I expected more but it is better that way I like this one more than be to tortured for eternity , although it will be boring but I can pass the time meditating after all is my favorite hobby, now I thing about it it is much better this way I can do my favorite hobby for eternity and no need for food, water and other necessities as I am a spirit, soul or an hollow like that anime that James use to watch".

Elsa start laughing after remembering james love for anime and novels in his younger years, as she was remembering the past she notice a light coming out from the area of her chest she was puzzled and look at it as the light start growing and coming out and float in front of her,  the light solidified to form a jade,  A black jade with three coloured lines red, blue and one with constant change in colour although specific ones being light blue,  purple, gold and red crimson.
Elsa instantly try to move her body away but she notice that she can't move her self and watch frustrated and helpless as the black jade start moving to her head, all while Elsa was trying to move her body and struggle against whatever was holding her down but the jade already touch her head, as Elsa wait for something to happen the jade once again turn to light and fused with her soul/spirit as she felt nothing she was confused and wonder what was that about,  when suddenly pain shot through her but she only frown her eyebrows and endure through it when she suddenly blank out and information come to her mind about a fantasy world full with cultivators,  divine beasts and unknown mystic things, cultivation levels and notice a Cultivation Technique come with the information as Elsa regain her composure she has a very weird expression on her face as she is trying to understand and fully comprehension what is waiting for her, as Elsa start to regain her usual expressionless face "well that was surprising to think that such a think will happen to me,  well if this world is anything like the novels I use to read with James then I think I can adept to it but if it different then I need be cautious and perhaps it will more fun to cultivate there , well when I get there I make sure if the information I receive it true or not, and if it is true then anytime soon I will reborn as a new baby in that world so I will wait and see"             As Elsa start waiting,  she thought about the meditation part and thought about doing it so she just close her eyes and start meditating in the same position she is as she can't move her body yet,  as Elsa meditate she lost the time as she just there, after unknown time she start felling a pulling force pulling her,  she open her eyes and saw a crack open on front of her, she just look at it and Elsa get sucked, as she travel in a long tunnel she suddenly saw the end of the tunnel and fell in womb as she perceive , Elsa look at her new body and judging by it's look the age of the body is about 5 to 6 months meaning that she has about 7 to 6 months for her birth,  Elsa then start looking at the information she got from the jade and understand the graphic of this world and social system " so the world is is separated to five continent each one of those is bigger than Africa and Asia combined together meaning the world is 10 times bigger than earth, hmm well for sure the world is big it will be more interesting to find about the secrets in this world, about the cultivation levels it says there is nine realms in cultivation stander thing, moving on there also levels of power for organisation, empires, sects and clans in this world also are measured in nine levels too.                                  now about the cultivation technique the name is 7- heavenly star,  allow the cultivator to cultivate seven daos, three of them been lightening, fire and water with the other four the cultivator can choose what he or she wants " as so like this Elsa spend her time in the womb absorbing the information she got unaware that her birth time is close.
and one day as she was still immerse in her planing for her future and what to do if any situation rise, she suddenly feel a sucking force pulling her to an opening that appear,  Elsa realize that she was about to born,  so she just wait until she get her head out and immediately start crying as soon she get her head out to not draw attention to her of being any abnormal baby.

mean while the new mother of Elsa was screaming her heart out and the nanny was saying to her "Madam push a little more I can see the head, just a little more "
The madam just continue to scream and finally with one last push the nanny receive the baby and the baby start crying.
the nanny says " madam is a baby girl congratulations madam ching ".
"give to me" madam chino says.
the nanny give the baby to madam ching , as madam ching was holding her baby and lovingly holding her little hand the baby stop crying and fell sleep, when the door to the room was opened and a man wearing a leisure clothes come in, the madam that was so lovingly and gentle suddenly her expression change to and indifferent expression " oh my lord is good to see you, here you new daughter Ye Ching,  what do you think is a good name is it? " The man now identified as Lord Ching "Madam as usual you give a good name, I just come to check on youand I see you are also very well along side our daughter,  now that I have check excuse me I will be going " and without waiting for her respond he left the room, strangely the maids and the nanny all have a normal expression on their faces like is everyday thing to see the Lord and his wife treating each other this way but it is consider normal if you know the nature of the Ching family they are known to have only one rule in their family and that is if your talented in any field you are welcome but if you aren't then there is no place between us for you and that person will mysterly disappear from the family thus the family is notoriously famous for its cruel nature although the other families are not not less cruel but they at least keep their useless member a live and just keep them away from power and the resources of the family.

but unknown to the Lord and his wife and the servants the baby girl was not sleep and listen to the exchange that happen between  her parents and thought ' interesting it seem that my new family is not a loving family but a family built on benefits,  although myother seems to care for me as long as I not interfere with her matter and crossing her base line' Elsa start smiling and this time really fall sleep thinking ' no shackles'.

And this day will be known in the future as the day the Queen come to life.

I really shouldn't have gone drinking that night with my friends. I mean, sure, I had just graduated from high school and I needed to celebrate that somehow but I had never gone drinking before. I was what you would call a boring guy because I never went out drinking, partying and doing drugs. I just knew better –results of spending most of your time reading random stuff on the internet-.
Anyways, I really shouldn't have gone drinking that night. I should've gone home, celebrated the fact I was out of school with my parents, the ones I knew really gave a damn about what happened to me, and after that I should've done what I do best: play videogames until I gave myself brain damage and passed out until the next morning to repeat the same thing every day until it was time for me to go to college.
Heh. College. I was really looking forward to that. I really wanted to get a degree in graphic designs and graphic animation so I could get a job in the video game development industry. Those had been my plans. But no. But fucking no! I had to ruin them just because I couldn't say no! Come with us, they'd said. It will be fun, they'd said. I did went with them. And I did had fun –made out with three different girls, two at the same time even-.
What they didn't tell me, however, was the fact that I was going to stare my own death in the face while I was too drunk to see that the green light was one for the vehicles on the street, not the people walking through the city. I knew how to drive but my parents knew I was going to go drinking so they didn't give me the vehicle for obvious reasons. I was supposed to call them so they could pick me up but in my drunken brilliance I decided to walk home.
A load of good shit that did me. I had stumbled forward, ignoring the warning of the homeless guy who was sitting next to the lamppost on that corner, and slowly rose my head when a bright light and an annoying loud sound suddenly blared against my drunken senses. I don't know how I can recall this with even half of the clarity I am but this is what I remember. That night I saw my life flash before my own eyes before I was hit by a car.
I remember half of my bones breaking and puncturing most of my internal organs. The pain had been excruciating. Milliseconds –don't ask me how I could a perceive such a tiny time frame because I do not know- after that I felt my head been separated from my body due to the strength which the car had hit me. I remember seeing my body sent flying meters away before my eyes turned to the horrified eyes of the man as he stared back at me.
But most of all. I remember ten words appearing in front of me as everything dulled as I began to die.
GAME OVER
Would you like to try again?
Yes/No
I don't know if it had been the survival instinct of a dying being making the choice for me. I don't even know if my mind even questioned the absurdity of words appearing out of nowhere as my head flew away from my body. The only think I knew was that I saw an opportunity to keep living. So, moved by instinct, I said yes in my mind. The words had disappeared. My head continued flying away as my body was crushed by the car that had killed me.
My consciousness, however, was transported elsewhere.
-DxD: Gamer-
You have slept in your bed. Your HP and MP have been fully restored. All ailments have been cured.
What
In
The
Actual
Fuck!
While my thoughts were raging a mile a second I was sure my face –or what I believed to be my face- was kept blank as I stared at the blue box with black letters in front of me. Not a moment ago I was reflecting of the decisions I took that led to me dying when I suddenly find myself laying comfortably in a bed staring at a message box suspiciously similar to the ones that appeared on 'The Gamer' manga I have been reading lately.
I looked around in panic trying to discern where I was but there was nothing distinctive of the room other than it was filled with posters of naked females that were very beautiful and very well endowed. When I was sure I was going to start hyperventilating, a wave of calmness overwhelmed the anxiety I was feeling me and my brain directed my consciousness into thinking about the situation at hand.
I was in an unknown place. First priority: Learn where I am. Secondary objectives: Find out why those letters appeared in front of my face when I woke up and why they resembled a manga I had been reading in the past and why I found myself calm all of sudden when I should be getting a heart attack.
That was when another box appeared.
Quest Alert!
Where in the hell I am?!
You have found yourself in an unknown place and weird stuff is happening around you not even ten seconds after you woke up! Find out where you are! Secondary objectives: Learn about the weird things happening around you.
Reward: 500 XP. 1000 XP if the secondary objective is completed. Skill Book. Not being a clueless idiot.
I narrowed my eyes at the message box appearing and realized that it was exactly like the ones that would appear before Han Jee-Han when he got a quest. Meaning that this 'weird things' were actually The Gamer ability manifesting before me in its default form. My deduction was proven correct when the secondary objective in the quest message box became grayed out and a plus sign appeared beside it meaning I had completed it.
When I didn't panic because of this knowledge being learned, I realized this was indeed the real deal and the skill Gamer's Mind was already changing me. Deciding to go with the flow as I didn't feel like I was in some kind of dream and I distinctly remembered everything from my live to the point I 'died', I rose up from the bed and went to search for a mirror to look at myself. Maybe it will give me a clue into where I was. I suspected that I was in the world of The Gamer for obvious reasons.
There was a small mirror in the room and I approached it with some trepidation that was quickly washed away by Gamer's Mind. I was surprised, however, when brown eyes stared back at me from the surface of the mirror. Dark brown hair was messily sitting on top of 'my' head and it was also framing and slightly above average looking face. I had already deduced who 'I' was but the letters floating above my head only served to confirm it.
Issei Hyoudou. Lvl 1.
The Gamer
I was in the world of High School DxD and apparently my consciousness has replaced that of the main character. Immediately after I thought that a ping was heard in my mind and a message box telling me I had completed the quest appeared. Immediately after a bright light appeared on my suddenly cupped hands as a white thin book appeared in my hands. I heard another ping sound and another message box appeared in front of me.
Your level has increased by one! Your level has increased by one!
Okay so let me get this straight. I died. Of that I had no doubt. And then I was reborn in the world of one of my favorite anime/manga/light novels series as its main character wielding the abilities of the main character of another series I had recently began to read…
Surprisingly –or maybe not- I felt not at ease with that revelation but more like content in a very grim fashion. I have to admit that more than once I had wanted to live in a world of fantasy wielding incredible powers, fighting bad guys and doing what it needed to be done with the hot girls that kept appearing on the shows and manga I have read. As I dismissed all the message boxes that had appeared on my field of vision I realized that this was my chance to do exactly that.
The first thing I needed to do was to find out exactly when I was in the timeline of the DxD universe. Looking at myself –Issei- on the mirror once again I realized that I couldn't be far from where the light novels began since I looked around Issei's age when that happened. That's when I realized that I did have my memories of my previous life but I didn't possess Issei's from this life. I can recall being friends with Irina Shidou and thinking she was a boy but only that from the past and I was sure it was because I have already saw that in the light novels.
The next thing I needed to do was prepare myself for when shit hit the fan. I decided I was going to go by the timeline as it was presented in the light novels and alter it as little as I could because the slightest thing I did could heavily alter how stuff happened. I admit I was afraid of getting caught off guard –try not being when you were killed because you were caught off guard drunk- and I certainly didn't want to die again.
That line of thinking made me recall the book that I was still holding in my hands so I brought it up to my face. Even though it appeared out of light it felt like a real book but according to the quest that rewarded it to me it was a skill book. I focused on it and as I expected a blue window appeared.
You have acquired the skill book 'Mana Manipulation'. Would you like to learn this skill?
Yes/No
I pressed the yes button and I stared as the book was enveloped in bright light before I absorbed said light. As it died down and the window disappeared automatically I became aware of the magical energy swirling inside of me and knowledge on how to manipulate it filled my mind. As I began to marvel at the sensation of it –it was like a warm limb deep inside your core waiting to be used- another window appeared.
Mana Manipulation. Passive. Lvl Max. Allows the user to freely manipulate mana which is the energy within most living beings. Passively increases INT by 10%. Passively increases mana pool by 10%.
I nodded at that and dismissed the window as I moved away from in front of the mirror and took a seat on my bed. I knew that I was still incredibly week even by the standars of this world and my previous one but I still needed to know where I stood at the moment. I took a deep breath and decided to use my voice for the first time since waking up as Issei Hyoudou.
"Status."
Name: Issei Hyoudou
Title: N/A
Status: N/A
Race: Human Job: The Gamer
Level: Lvl 3 Next Level: 0.0%
HP: 325/325 R: 0.5% (1.6) per Minute
MP: 907/907 R: 1.4% (12.7) per Minute
STR: 4
VIT: 5
DEX: 3
INT: 33 (30+3)
WIS: 14
LUCK: 10
Stat Points: 10
Money: 0$
I got over the fact that my voice sounded different and that I spoke a different language even thought I still perceived it as English very fast once I saw my stats. They were definitely better than I was expecting them to be but to be honest I was not surprised by them. They actually made a lot of sense once I spent a minute analyzing them.
STR was the Strength modifier and it governed the physical damage I could deliver and the amount of weight I could carry. It was pretty accurate as far things go. From what I knew about Issei's character he never trained nor performed any physical activity before he became a devil and was forced to do so. I was tempted to put points into it immediately but I knew that since it was so low I could rise it up by training physically and that I should save those points for later.
The same happened with VIT and DEX, the Vitality and Dexterity modifiers respectively. Vitality essentially governed the amount of stamina and max HP I possessed. I deduced that VIT modified the amount of HP on a 25/1 ratio if the amount I had a level one was 100 without taking into account my VIT of 5. Dexterity governed how fast I was physically, my reflexes, my reaction time, my coordination, my body awareness and my aptitude for acrobatics and flexibility. The same occurred here as with STR so the modifier was pretty accurate.
INT was the Intelligence modifier and it governed the potential I had to acquire new knowledge and the amount of mana I possessed. And as humbly as possible I realized that it was very accurate too. Before I died I had been a very good student. Not only that but I spent my time reading and learning new stuff along with playing a lot of games that forced me to think things through so I knew that my mental capabilities were above average.
The amount of mana I possessed was also accurate if the same happened with INT and MP as with VIT and HP: a ratio 25/1 if my base MP without taking into account my INT at Lvl one had been 50, half of my initial HP at 100, which was the common on most games if you choose a class with an average affinity for everything which I knew I was.
WIS was the wisdom modifier and it governed my ability to make the correct decision, how I used the knowledge in my possession and mana regeneration. I think it was also pretty accurate since I like to think that all the choices I made through my short previous life had been the correct ones –except for the one that had made it so my previous life was short of course-. It seemed like the regeneration of my mana was directly proportional to the amount of WIS I had calculated in percentages. And the same seemed to happen with my HP. Good to know.
LUCK was the luck modifier obviously and it governed, you guessed, how lucky I was. However, I know that it also governs the quality of the drops I get from fighting mobs and how prone I was to getting a critical strike. A lot of people would think that luck is a useless stat to increase, and it normally would be because you can normally raise your stats through stats points, but since I could modify my other stats by training and doing other stuff I can see the potential here. But I wasn't going to get ahead of myself.
Looking at my stats I realized that I had the perfect build to become a mage class character just going by how high INT and WIS were when I was in level 3 but this 'game system' allowed me to get points in all stats by doing certain actions. I knew I could rise my STR, VIT and DEX by doing specific exercises for each. I could raise my INT by studying and I could raise my WIS by making correct during difficult situations. LUCK was the only one that I needed stats points to raise because there was no way to get lucky on purpose.

I died after making my first bad decission I wasn't expecting to be reborn in a world of Devils, Angels, Fallen Angels and Yokai. I wasn't expecting to the be the 'main character'. I wasn't expecting for my life to become a game. I will, however, make the most of this peculiar situation. 


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A pro gamer is thrust into an advanced fantasy world full of powerful gods, demons, heroes, legends, and mythical beasts. This new world is a brutal one full of hierarchy, corruption, and power. One ruled by rank and status. He starts off with a reset System of his highest Pro Gamer Loadout. Awakened not as a hero, but as the heir of the Demon King! Archer must find out the cold truth if he was reincarnated or summoned into this new world? And what is his true bloodline? Both the VR and fantasy worlds collide into the most epic adventure; full of legendary loot, big battles, and of course kingdom building.  Archer will grind his way up to become the apex of this new world. 

[The seven deadly sins will devour all!]

[ Welcome to the Inferno! To Grimmsal! Hell awaits you!] 

"I will change my destiny." 

"I am Archer Asmodeus." 
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[Tags]: Overpowered MC, System, Anti-Hero,Harem,Monster Girls ,Reincarnation, Netori, Action,Grimdark, Kingdom Building, R-18, Extreme Gore, Harem, Polygamy, BSDM, NSFW, Incest, Dual Cultivation, Dark Magic, Mature, Dungeon Thrones, Slice of Life, (Slow-Build Harem), Drama, Epic, Hidden Gem, 

>WARNING!

7 Months Later

Being a baby is awesome and frustrating at the same time. Awesome because you basically have a group of adults to wait upon you. You need food? You cry and 'Walla Walla Washington', food appears magically and stuffed in your mouth. You don't even have to lift the spoon. You feel like peeing? Or pooping? You cry and 'Hocus Pocus - Sister awokus' Even if it's the middle of the night, you have people helping you pee and poop. 
Some people would say I'm a disgusting, sickening and loathsome guy with not an ounce of self respect. Guess you're right, but I would take those insults anytime, anywhere because being waited hand and foot is definitely worth it.
Now the frustrating part is that I can;t understand shit about what's going on here. Nobody speaks English and let me tell you it's easier to pick up a language and gain fluency from a blank slate than knowing a language beforehand and trying to learn a new language. It's easier for the former because you think and speak in that very language from the get go. All your thoughts and imaginations are in that language. 
While for the latter, You first think in your original tongue, translate it and then speak in the new language. All your thought and imaginations are in your original language instinctively, which leads to less practice than the former. The only thing that is going for me is that I obviously have higher intellect than other babies as well as the amount of practice I am doing consciously. I am now good enough at speaking the local language that I can at least ask for things in two word sentences. And the lack of knowledge of the local language leads to the sheer lack of information.

I know the country I am in. I know the organization that is trying to indoctrinate me is the church of this world. Now you may say that I'm being prejudiced against them without any proof but you must understand that 90% of the churches in isekai novels are always corrupt and secret evil. 
Of course Sister Violetta can never be evil, she was probably deceived into joining the church or maybe forced to get involved. But rest assured people! When I grow up I am definitely saving her and taking her away from this place. 

And who says that I don't have proof?  You see abnormal things have been happening to me. The first thing is that I am just a teeny tiny bit too strong for a baby. I weigh about 10 kilograms. How do I know it? While on our bi-monthly outing of the orphanage to the doctor to get medical checkup and shots I secretly wiggled out of the room to explore the surrounding cause I only get to go out about once every two months and that is definitely not enough to quell my adventurous spirit. As a proud delivery truck driver that has driven on the roads of 42 states and 5 countries, staying cooped up in the same building for an year may as well be called torture. 
So here I am just outside the room and what do I see? A weighing machine! Right now anything that is new to my eyes is good enough for me to be excited about, even if it's just a weighing machine. And I did what any curious baby would do. I crawled towards it as fast as I could and got on top of it. And Viola! I weigh a solid eleven kilograms. But I didn't know whether it was normal, underweight or overweight. 
Why can't these guys paste a baby weight chart on the walls. Is that too much to do? Are they looking down on us babies? Are we not important enough? But unfortunately while I was monologuing, a Nurse spotted and swooped me away from the glorious self discovery adventure I was having. Curse you evil minions of the hospitals! And with that I was put down on the sofa among the other children which resolutely ended my adventure in the hospital.
Now  you must be thinking "Hey what relation does this pointless story have with the weird things happening around you?" Now just be calm and see how the fates have woven this thread of coincidences around me.
So you see, the church has a separate room with books about religion and other subjects. I regularly 'infiltrate' that room to gain information on the organization. Who am I kidding? I just wanted to read some picture books cause I was fucking bored. So one day while I was advancing on my stealth mission I miraculously found some books in English lying on the lowest shelf in the book room. I was so happy that I nearly cried again, which would have failed the mission right there, But I controlled myself like all excellent agents do and did not let my emotions hinder me in the way of my duty.
 I took out those books and started to read them and advance my knowledge about the organization. Apparently they were stories about how saints of this religious order were tortured some eighteen hundred years ago. Some of them had their teeth violently pulled or shattered in their mouth. Some of them roasted on grills. Some of them skinned alive, Devoured by beasts, sunk in the ocean etc etc. 

Can someone please tell me what the hell is this book? And why was it in lowest shelf where children can easily pick it up and read it? And why on earth is all the text followed by graphic pictures showcasing these people undergoing torture? Is this some kind of ploy to permanently damage the kids? 
Or maybe I finally found the reason behind this organization's objective! They want revenge for them and want to destroy the world! Or maybe rule the world with their organization as the supremo of this world and kill or enslave the rest. Hmmm, this would need some more careful investigation in their origins and history. I picked up the other books in English and started reading them. they were mostly anecdotes of the previous members of their society. the last one was just a phone directory in English. But just as I was open it I heard footsteps coming towards this direction. I grew flustered and quickly tried to put the book back in the shelf. 
Nothing abnormal right? I wish I could say the same. 
I picked up those books and ran towards the lower shelf, and that's when I realized what was wrong. I was holding a stack of books weighing about two kilograms and running with it. My mind was screaming to put them down right there cause it was very abnormal, but my body said 'cool down mate, It's easy peasy'. And followed my body cause it sounded much more friendly and ran towards a cupboard to hide behind it. Just then I heard the footsteps entering the room.
"Periklis!"
I heard sister Violetta shouting my name. But no matter how sweet she is, I stopped myself from responding reflexively and giving out my hiding place. I couldn't let them know that I had already gained some fundamental knowledge about them and had started plotting against them.
After hearing those disappearing footsteps, I came out and ran towards my room. After all I had a lot to think about. I probably have above average or extraordinary strength. It's a bit too soon to call it super powered as I have yet to punch a hole through the wall. Now the question is how did I gain it? Is the organization conducting secret experiments in us? Have I been drinking diluted super soldier serum in the form of milk? Or they have been bombarding me with Vita rays when I'm sleeping? But I haven't seen the rest of the kids doing anything beyond ordinary.
 Or were my original parents some super powered people and their one for all powers passed on to me? Maybe I'm a mutant? Or maybe this is a reincarnation bonus by some lazy god who thought it was too much trouble to meet me? So many questions and yet no one to answer. But the most important question among all of them is how to proceed with this information and what measures to take? 
I would be bluffing myself if I said that I would just live normally and peacefully from now on. I have read enough web-novels, fan-fictions and stories to know the most important principle is that 'Supernatural attracts Supernatural'. To say anything else would be a lie. Now the question is what type of role is my destiny plunging me into?

A regular human dies and is reborn in another world. Common? The world has Legendary swords, Heroes, Angels, Devils and Gods? Still common? He knows the future of the world too! It's still not uncommon? he is probably going to be super-powerful. if it's still a common story then I can't help it. an Si who is not an edgelord. Harem? Who knows?

If you didn't know, the first volume of this series is published on Amazon and Kindle with all art scenes done by Jourd4n. 

currently, volume 2 is coming closer and closer to being completed but from now on I'm doing all the art scenes myself for all my other novels.

[ Sadako The Demon Of Neodeka ] still has a long way to go but when this story is completely done I'm planning to publish it as a full blown hardback book. Definitely going to put a little more pazzaz into the final product for this one. 

BUT THE BIGGEST NEWS OF ALL 

As a Halloween special I'm posting the first chapter of Welcome To The Afterlife (graphic novel version) on Instagram in full color. Look for it on Thursday @lyranichi

The difference between life and death is a fine line. 

  Evan Shadows; A 19 year old boy who finds his way into another world after dying in a tragic accident.
      
  In the world of Neodeka there are horrifying monsters, dragons, and ofcourse pretty girls. 

  Though, after getting scratched by a terrifying creature, it seems he must set out on a quest with his new friends to find something called a 'Life Crystal' before he starts to turn into one of those monsters!


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Continuing In Volume 2




Evan Shadows and his friends finally defeated the evil dragon Atsuko the world of Neodeka broke apart. Everyone was separated in the fall, ending up in yet another strange world.

The world of Jigoku. A kingdom preparing for war under their king Goliath A.K.A Sadako's father. Evan, Sadako and Basa are alone on their journey thus getting to know one another and becoming trusted allies. 

Avery Volk has been on a rampage in the world of the living for 2 years, torn up over the loss of his beloved Blair. Until one fateful day an old friend shows up with news for hope, a way to save Blair, revive her from the Phantom realm. Unfortunately, Avery will have to face Goliath himself in order to get Blair back. Though, Goliath seems to know Avery even though they never met before, or so Avery thought...

Lyran Ichihara comes into contact with a handsome boy with wings. Though they get along just fine, he doesn't want to tell Lyran his real name for some reason. Instead, he goes under the alias 'Angel'. They travel the wasteland in search of the rest of Lyran's party into the town of Selina which is cut off from the overbearing rule of the demon king Goliath. Until news comes one day that shakes Lyran to her core, Angel helps her on her mission to infiltrate the king's castle.

Read to find out what happens as some relationships form and some tear away. Also, a new life is created.

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[ Sadako The Demon Of Neodeka ]

The tale of the life of the daughter of the king. She was cast out of the castle at a young age and forced to work as a slave. 

This poor lonely girl would one day become the powerful demon known as Sadako Gravestone.

This is GhostyZ. The author of many fanfics and some originals on this site. I am using this account to enter into the Fantasy contest for Thrones and Kingdoms. Since my other account already has some other novels saved and I couldn't post this novel. 

>>There will be some graphic content. Just to let everyone know<<

This story will have a system but I won't overdo it with the stats. There will mostly be action and drama as well as other themes. There will also be classes,ranks, and tiers  which I will later list. 

This story is in its project stage. But I hope I can make it good each day. I will try my best to edit each chapter and add more content each day. 

Prologue will be uploaded today. All info chapters will be posted in the Aux section.

If you have any questions ask away. I will try my best to answer each question about this story.

Also I will show some pics of how the MC looks like.

A college student is reborn in a fantasy world that is fused with Magic and Cultivation. Myths, Legends, and Mythical Creatures all exist in the world of Zareth. Clans and Kingdoms filled with Harem Lords roam these lands which are inhabited by the most radiant Maidens and Goddesses of all races. But this world is a brutal and unforgiving one, in which only the strong thrive. Dragons, Spirit Beasts, and an ancient darkness lurk in the shadows. 

Will he rise up the ranks and become a Harem God? Conquer the Divine Lust. 


Support: https://www.patreon.com/ghostybones

[Tags]: Overpowered MC, System, Anti-Hero,Harem,Monster Girls ,Reincarnation, Netori, Action, Kingdom Building, R-18, Extreme Gore, Harem, BSDM, NSFW, Dual Cultivation, Summoner, Mature, Sex, Dungeon ,Thrones

>WARNING!<  Incest, Mind-Control, Hardcore, Hidden Tags


Novel also being posted on Royal Road and Scribblehub.

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