And here, stood a girl in waiting, forced to be in motion. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ━━ to lie in wait and to be finally set in motion. OR: DANSE MACABRE | Anastasia Henituse have danced with death since she was young. Death was not cold, unlike what most people thought. It was inviting and soft and merciful. She had seen Death take so much and leave so little; an ever so monochromatic presence. And she was used to it; to be stuck in a monochromatic art called life, and to remain in merciful stasis Yet Cale Henituse was the opposite of her. He was dynamic, ever changing, ever dissatisfied. He was always moving; always in motion. It went like this: him and her, life and death, and the dynamics of static. He could watch the world burn, could bury her alive because the weight on his shoulders was too much, and she'd follow him. She was fearful, but, with him, hand in hand, beside him; she was unafraid. So, hand in hand with death, they shall dance together, and watch as the world crumbles. ──────────── ·  ·  ·  · ✦ but i am unafraid of one thing── he could tear the world down could bury me alive under the weight of his sins and i would follow without blinking. ── i am unafraid with him (j.p.) CALE HENITUSE / KIM ROKSOO x OC LOUT / TRASH OF THE COUNT'S FAMILY © amorvelous

Elira Voss was a ruthless CEO who built empires and crushed rivals-until betrayal ended her life. Now she wakes in another world, wearing the face of Lady Seraphine Virell, the villainess doomed to lose everything. But Seraphine doesn't play by the script. Romance? Redemption? She doesn't care. She wants the crown. Armed with a mind sharpened by power, secrets from the original story, and magic no one should wield-both dark and light-she'll bend fate to her will. When the Crown Prince turns his eyes elsewhere, everyone waits for Seraphine's tears. Instead, she smiles. And in that smile, the empire realizes a terrifying truth: This villainess is not here to be defeated. She's here to conquer. This novel well can be quiet dramatic and well maybe cringe but in a good way ahh I don't just felt like saying this The image above isn't mine

Like some Isekai protagonist, you were thrust into the fantasy world of a game you may or may have not spent too many hours playing. You have no intention of becoming some fanfiction reader insert trope and did everything you could to remain as a background character. So then why... why were you involving yourself with the two most dangerous men in this world?

You failed to survive in your second life. You die pitifully and when you wake up you find yourself in another fantasy world. Thankfully there was someone named Cale Henituse who came to help you. However, you find out that he's a fan of yours?! Turns out you were a character the entire time from Cale's favorite light novel. How were you supposed to react to that? (Spin-off of the original - A Guide on How to Not Survive)

Cale X OC ICE EMPRESS a thousand plus WC per chapter uwu You will 100%like it uwu)/☆ Btw I made that cover :3 Author can Digi art too huehue♡♡♡

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒. ━━ ❝ 𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙚. ❞ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 the wife of an important figure is reborn in her second life as a noblewoman. 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 a peaceful life from the beginning of her marriage, she attempts to live quietly whilst planning thoroughly until 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 suffers a similar fate such as herself. ❛ THIS IS A 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐒𝐄 STORY WITH A 𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑.❜ ... 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱, 04/24/24.

The bloody battlefield fell silent as a blinding white light swallowed both the Hero and the Villain. In a distant place, a man drowning in endless paperwork barely had time to curse before the same light consumed him. Deep within an ancient library, a woman turned the page of a centuries-old tome-only for the light to tear her away as well. They were all kidnapped. By whom, you ask? Of course, by the Supreme Gods-divine beings with far too much power and absolutely no sense of personal boundaries. Because what's the point of being all-powerful if you can't kidnap a few mortals for your own entertainment? . . "The Fuck?" . . "I wish you happiness and success, my dearest children," the God of Time whispered a gentle warmth in his voice. And with that, the glowing figures faded. . . "Congratulations, Countess!!" . . . . "YOU SUCK!!!" "YOU SUCK MORE!!!" "OH, FOR GOODNESS' SAKE, SHUT UP!!!" "STOP SHOUTING!!!" the eldest sister snapped at her three bickering little brothers. • °A new chance. °New beginnings. °New people. °New stories. And maybe-just maybe-this time, a happy ending that lasts. ••••• . .TROPES: Found Family: But make it trauma-bonded. OP Siblings: Who could rule the world but can't share pancakes. Chaotic Rich People: "Therapy is for the poor." Blame the God of Death: For *everything*. Adopt All The Orphans . . MAIN SHIPS KRS!CALE x CHOI HAN OG!CALE x ALBERU BARROW x OC (male) FEMALE OC X OC (male) . . Many sub-ships too (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) . . ♥

All I could see, was darkness as a strong sound hit my ear. . . . "husband?" I opened my eyes, saw the face of a beautiful brown haired woman. 'What did she call me? Where am I? Are those bastards playing a prank?' My mind is messed up. "Husband! are you okay? You got injured while practicing your martial arts." I frowned. "Who are you? Who are all of them?" Violan's hands trembled hearing that. "Bring the healer here immediately! He hit his head hard, he must have lost his memory." Violan quickly gave orders and the servants followed. 'Why are they so noisy? I didn't really know them from the start.' I looked in the mirror in the room. '......' Shit! Whose body is this!? Note: I'm not really goot at English. And I using a transition for help.

"I'm independent." Your voice sounded small in his presence. This one thought was what fueled you your whole life. You never wanted to rely on anyone. Yet, once you received your soulmate sign, your independence was forgotten. He placed a hand on your shoulder. "That's what I love about you. But you helped me, so let me do the same." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Imagine a world where your soulmates are always within reach. Whether it's in the the form of music in your head or tattoos on your skin, soulmate signs come in many different shapes and forms. You write song lyrics and quotes and beautiful things on your arm, writing your whole soul onto your body. As soon as you turned 16, you started receiving responses back. However, they went ignored. You were always focused on school so you never dug deeper about your potential soulmate. It was only years later, when you had just graduated, free from the stress of school that you finally decided to get to know him. Little do you know, your words were always an inspiration to him.

The Fourth Hokage's body was never found, but they never suspected that was because he hadn't died. Minato Namikaze wakes up six years after the devastating Kyuubi attack, alone in an overgrown clearing with not a scratch on him. Disoriented and confused, he does exactly what any father would do in this situation. He fights through the pain, gets up, and goes to find his son. He trudges through the pounding in his head and forces himself to move-- to go and find him, because that masked man was still out there, and Minato is willing to do anything to protect his little ball of sunshine. Needless to say, the blonde kage wasn't expecting so much time to have passed. Nor is he very impressed with the way the village has been treating his son all these years.