A touch on a cursed painting. A vampire awakens. A bond is formed. But secrets, war, and fate threaten to tear it all apart. Human and vampire. Can they truly love each other... or will the world devour them first? - So I thought this was just a vampire series. Until a human touched the painting... and everything spiraled from there. : 📌 This isn't a translation (because that's not allowed). But this is where I scream, cry, and document everything that Revamp: The Undead Story has done to my soul. Expect: observations, fangirl theories, behind-the-scenes crumbs, and general "why are they holding hands again!?" moments. Welcome to my undead heart. 🖤✨

Punn, the owner of a vintage shop, is enlisted by a gallery-owning friend to restore a painting vandalised under mysterious circumstances. During the process, Punn injures himself, inadvertently staining the artwork with his blood. The act awakens Ramil, the last descendant of a vampire lineage, trapped within the painting for over a century. However, Ramil emerges powerless and becomes the target of relentless pursuit by the Hunters. Tasked with aiding Ramil in reclaiming his lost powers, Punn embarks on a journey to locate Ramil's former servants, now living discreetly among humans. Note: This is not my book neither did I translate it. the translation was done by Translation:Amanteliteraria1904. and also I didn't obtain permission from either thr author or the translation to post. I own no rights to this book.

Bright e Win sono gli opposti. Da una parte il figlio di una stirpe di licantropi quasi sterminati dalla magia delle streghe di Salem, dall'altra il figlio di un'antica generazione di streghe di cui nessuno ha mai scritto nella storia. Eppure si sa, gli opposti si attraggono. -Questa storia è completamente inventata, nulla di quello che è scritto è relativo ad eventi realmente accaduti, è una semplice fanfiction su Bright-Win.-

"Yin." Yin si irrigidì appena, smettendo per un istante il movimento delle dita. Era convinto che stesse per rimproverarlo, come spesso faceva War quando si sentiva troppo esposto, troppo fragile, troppo visto. Si aspettava un "smettila", un "vai a dormire", un modo per chiudere quel momento prima che si aprisse troppo. Ma invece, War lo spiazzò. Completamente. "Non smettere." Una pausa. Poi, un soffio appena più flebile: "Non smettere di accarezzarmi." #YINWAR #PROMMARK

War inspirò, il petto che si sollevava con irregolarità. "Voglio baciarti." Yin sussultò. "Dovrei essere arrabbiato, ma voglio comunque baciarti."

Sinossi: Attraverso il cielo al tuo fianco Khanin non era affatto preparato a ciò che stava per accadere. Mai avrebbe immaginato che la sua vita, quella di un semplice studente universitario appassionato di scherma, potesse cambiare così radicalmente. E tutto a causa di un uomo: Charan, dall'aspetto severo e affascinante, incaricato di riportarlo in un luogo d'élite. Charan ha affrontato un lungo viaggio per rivelargli la verità: Khanin non è chi crede di essere. Principe del Regno di Emmalii, Khanin scopre che la sua esistenza sta per prendere una piega inaspettata. Tuttavia, non tutti vogliono che faccia ritorno nella sua terra natale, cercheranno di ostacolarlo, ma Charan è pronto a proteggerlo a ogni costo. In un contesto fatto di formalità e rigide regole di etichetta, sboccia un amore inaspettato, un sentimento che supera i confini dei doveri e delle gerarchie. I segreti del passato vengono svelati, e le relazioni di tutti sono destinate a cambiare profondamente.

Official Translated Version by meb Translation Team Written by CEO. ft. ENNICE 'Khanin' was caught completely off guard when his ordinary study life suddenly took a dramatic turn due to the unexpected arrival of someone new. 'Charan,' a stern-faced, highly skilled bodyguard and nobleman, had flown across the skies with a startling revelation: Khanin was the heir to a royal bloodline in Emmaly and had been chosen to compete for the crown among various noble families. Khanin's life was turned upside down. He had to dodge bullets, survive assassination attempts, and face constant danger. Yet, he managed to survive each ordeal with Charan's help. From adversaries who couldn't stand each other, they were forced to become allies. However, after being sent to the palace, the person who'd been by Khanin's side through thick and thin suddenly disappeared. This prompted the young noble to devise a plan to bring Charan back! Thus began the scheme to appoint Charan not only as his bodyguard but also as his close attendant. What started as a duty... gradually transformed into love. Meanwhile, secrets from the past were unearthed by those lurking in the shadows, shaking the foundation of their relationship. Khanin and Charan couldn't foresee whether their destiny, which had brought them together from across the skies, was a stroke of good luck or misfortune. ________________ Adapted into a TV Series, "The Next Prince." #ข้ามฟ้าเคียงเธอ #ข้ามฟ้าเคียงเธอSeries #TheNextPrince Author: CEO. ft. ENNICE Translator: Paphavee & AiriRin and meb translation team Editor: Claire de Lune Illustrator: pakjitt incanus

➯ ꜱᴀɴᴅʙɪꜱᴏɴ / ᴋᴀɴᴛʙɪꜱᴏɴ ➯ ᴏɴʟʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs / ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀꜱ ➯ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴀ ↳ 𝙇𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙞 𝘽𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙖 𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙞 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨, 𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙚. «𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮? 𝙏𝙞 𝙫𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙞̀ 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙤.» 𝙇𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙤 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖, 𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙖. 𝙇𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙚, 𝙞 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙡'𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙧𝙤. 𝘾𝙤𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙤, 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤 𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙡𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙯𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙖. «𝙎𝙚𝙞 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙤?»

𝗜𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗼 ♥︎ Akk e Ray (Only Friends/The Eclipse) "𝑴𝒊 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒐 𝒊𝒐 𝒂 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒍𝒊 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂, 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒕𝒂 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒐." Altre ship presenti: NickBoston (only friends) Offgun TayNew MhokDay (Last Twilight) FadelStyle (The Heart Killers) Riferimenti anche alla serie Not Me e The Heart Killers.

➯ ꜰᴀᴅᴇʟꜱᴛʏʟᴇ ➯ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀꜱ ➯ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴀ ↳ 𝙂𝙡𝙞 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝙫𝙚𝙙𝙖 𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙖, 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙜𝙣𝙞 𝙊𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙤 𝘼𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖. 𝙄 𝙨𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙛𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙞 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙤, 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙞 𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙤. «𝙋𝙝𝙞, 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙚... 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖, 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙖, 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙖, 𝙙𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙖 𝙢𝙚, 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙚...» 𝙄𝙡 𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙚̀ 𝙤𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙤, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖 𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤.