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The Blackwyrm Chronicles #1: A Misadventure like no other...

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"If you've decided reading this journal was a good idea, you're either incredibly brave or you must be riding the short carriage right now."                                                                                  
  
Greetings! You are holding my journal, dear reader. Be warned: I really couldn't give a shit, but some dumbass celestial being told me to put a warning in this forward to make the reader aware of the fact that the stories in this journal are "crude" and "screwed up." Ha! I really don't care! This is my story, so I do what I want! Anyway, prepare yourself for the mindfuckery that is my journal. The name's Helix, Helix Maestro Blackwyrm. I'm not your average, everyday peasant-err, person. I'm anything but average-I'm special, in every single way, and I have special friends that make my life both interesting and really difficult at the same. (Cause isn't that what friends are for?)

Together, we go through a series of strange, hilarious, and downright outrageous events. Whether we're dealing with a group of irritating bandits, trying to appease an angry dragoness before I become her next meal, or punching in the face of a demon lord, This book is not your usual story of knights and dragons- it's soo much more than that, my dear reader.

Prep yourself for the madness that is...

THE BLACKWYRM CHRONICLES

Yours truly,

-H

(Special Note: This cover was drawn by my friend Miranda Mayes. I want to give credit where credit's due since she did such an awesome job.)All Rights Reserved

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Craig of the Dead by Its_Me_Tweek_Tweak

Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

Reaping The Red Heir by eden_ari

He smiled. The devil himself couldn't have crafted a more wicked grin. "What do you say we play a game, little Reaper?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "What kind of game?" His grin widened, showing the tips of his fangs. I watched the prince curiously as he strode over to his bag. With a swift motion, he withdrew a bow and a quiver of arrows, flinging them at my feet without so much as a second glance. I furrowed my eyebrows, casting him a look of uncertainty. That sinister grin stayed plastered upon his lips as he said, "Run." *** I, Skyla Ashforth, am what some might call a "sociopath." It was a title that fit. Why shouldn't I embrace it? I am a vampire slayer, a Reaper of bloodsuckers, and an exceptionally good one, if I do say so myself. Yes, being a sociopath has its perks; I could manipulate and deceive with the best of them. So, when captured by the notorious Red Prince, I embraced the challenge of manipulating my freedom. Pierce Darcee, was a sadistic vampire with a God complex. The fool actually believed he could break me. Little did he know, I was the kind of Reaper who would dance through a battlefield, whistling a merry tune as I twirled my braids. I relished the challenge of manipulating his oversized ego, planning to stab that rotting, blackened heart of his with a venom-laced dagger. I crafted a scheme so delightful, so intricate, that I couldn't help but salivate at the prospect of victory. It was foolproof, or so my mind believed. But then... then there was that pull. That unexpected, unwelcome spark that ignited something within me. Feelings, of all things! Now, that was a complication. Disgusting, messy feelings that could very well lead to my destruction. Or his. It was a dangerous game we played, but then again, the most thrilling ones usually are. *Rated M for Murder, Mayhem, and some profanity. Sorry but no smutty interludes. You've stumbled into a blood bath, not a bodice ripper.*

The Evil Dragon is really EVIL (TOME 2 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE) by user85216283

Publied also on RR THE BAD BAD DRAGON? That's me! And that's how I got here: I'm broke and waiting for the debt collectors. Here is my old grimoire from when I was a role-player. Spell: Become a dragon. Well, I'll try it for fun... Ah, winning the lotto... funny! Stupid dragons, and to think I believed in them as a kid. Ahh... I'm going to try to sleep. AYYYYEEE, my back, ahhh, ahh I can't breathe, it's going in nooo, I have PAIIIINN! GRRRRRRRRRRR, A translucent green slit eye shines in the corner of my room and its talons dig into my back, I'm not bleeding but the blanket has holes in it and my back is on fire! Please, please, stop, I'll do anything you want! The shadow smiled and squeezed even harder and then its teeth sank into my neck. I had no wounds but his shadow was pouring green liquid into my neck! AGAGAGAGA, my eyes rolled back and I fainted but just before I was lifted out of bed! Then a thought popped into my head: this will teach you to make fun of dragons! BEWARE, HERE THE EVIL DRAGON IS REALLY VICIOUS. Our dragoness is going to go berserk and wreak havoc in her wake. Carnage, butchery, cruelty and subtle and elaborate revenge will decorate this world in an explosive and colorful portrait. If man is the worst being in the universe then what will he do if he becomes a shadow dragon? EXPLOSIVE - CAUTION FORBIDDEN TO CHILDREN AND SENSITIVE SOULS ABSTAIN - ROUGH AND CRUEL SCENES. HERE The tome 2 is The Little black Dragon girl

The Backpacker's Dream by CanisMajoris5

'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.

Complications (MxM) by StxnedWriter

**WARNING** ~contains explicit content that may not be acceptable to all viewers. discretion advised~ "No no no no..." My words trailed "NO!!" I screamed, pulling harshly at all my restraints, attempting to get free, hearing the harsh clank of metal on metal with every movement. Colder than the table beneath me, chills ran through my body. This couldn't be happening, please. A sadistic laugh rang through the room and my head fell in defeat as my eyes squinted closed, not wanting to see his face. "Yes, actually." I felt his disgusting, filthy hands trail down my arms. I could feel him leaning forwards, moving himself closer to me. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, so I just lay there, waiting for what I knew was to come. "You're mine now, mut." His voice made my body tense more than it already had. The way he sounded so angry. So possessive. I dared myself to speak, "W-what ar-are you gonna d-do to me?" My voice shook and wavered so much in my fear that it was numb to my ears. Alpha Dave let out a low, calloused chuckle that sent chills throughout my body. He said, in a deadly low voice, "I'm going to remind you who you belong to." * DISCLAIMER- In this story world, each person gets five potential mates! * Blake Daniels' story has been one tragedy after another, Complications littering his route, tripping him on his journey through life. At this point, he's entirely disgusted by his Complacency. For as long as he can remember, he has been at the whim of everyone's desires, neglecting his own. This left him wondering: what it is he wants? Could it be the sweet relief of death? Escape? Or simple Convalescence? *** ~Ms.Witch *** BOOK ONE IN THE ~Escape~ SERIES! Book 1: ~Complications~ Original Created- 2015, Completed- 2016 Rewrite Created (October) & Completed (December)- 2023 Book 2: ~Complacency~ Created (January) & Completed (March)- 2024 Book 3: ~Convalescence~ Created (April) & Completed (May)- 2024 Thanks for reading!

Dalia's delinquent by very_delulu

your a girl casually walking the streets with your best friends on Halloween and by the end of the night your stumbling more than walking trying to get back to your beds. before going home though you all decided to be a little irresponsible and spend some time in the woods just having fun before going back to your own boring life's. but you never went back to your own life's and they would never be boring again. ⚠️dark romance 😉, all sex scenes will be gay, mummy issues, enemies to lovers 😫, blood and gore, vampire obsessed lesbians ( like myself ) this one's for you!, hate sex! ( mainly at the start :), violence, talks of SH, ED and SA ⚠️ KINK WARNINGS 🔞 - vampire ( obviously! ) - blindfold - handcuffs / hands tied to bed - extreme dominance - submissive ( only in bed ) - praise - hickeys / neck kissing - hand chocking only enjoy :)

| our beautiful hate | book 1 in trilogy | [completed✓] by MitaliiMane

[ FIRST DRAFT • NOT EDITED • REPUBLISHED FOR A LIMITED PERIOD] #2 in wattsy2019 #2 in fuckedup #3 in twistedfairytale #5 in angelsanddemons #19 in fuckedup #45 in mystery-thriller #69 in toxic #285 in romance NOTE: This book is PHASE 1 of OUR BEAUTIFUL TRILOGY. I'd recommend you not to judge or come to a conclusion just on the basis of the first book. The story of RAGHAV and SIA ( my protagonists) get a twist in the first, followed by in the second, then in the third book respectively. We're all bad in someone's story ~anonymous Raghav Chaudhari and Sia Mathur, the top two corporate law students of the advanced batch, had fallen in love with their hate right from the first day of Freshman year. But nobody knows the reason behind their unmistakable rivalry. Not even their circle of friends that they reluctantly share. The only thing that stops them from murdering each other is the respect for their profession. Now, the final year's fest and their frustrated friends make them compromise into being "friends till the fest." Accepting the pact forced upon them, they start spending time together, they discover how their families are related and slowly the domino of lies and dirty games starts falling down one by one. But this is only the beginning of their royally fuckedup lives together. IT'S A TWISTED FAIRYTALE! Grab your seatbelts and get ready to set on a journey of how two strangers fell in love with their hate for each other. Initially, this may come off as a typical badboy romance but as you read more of the trilogy, you'll see that there's so much more than what you're thinking at this moment. I wish I could tell you everything that's stored in my books to make you thrilled but I can't because there's literally so much more to tell. So please be patient enough while reading and let's meet at the end of the trilogy. I'm hoping to see you there ;) DO NOT COPY ANY PART OF THE BOOK ❌ STRICTLY PROHIBITED!

Firefew Island: Unstable Atmosphere by EclipseandOleander

Prior warning: Depictions of Gruesome Death, Minor Language, and Gore may be included; please consider your soul. . . . We've all heard of Hiccup and the famous Night Fury Toothless...But, you haven't heard the tales of Carloa and the mighty Storm Fury Altostratus... After Carloa, a young Viking boy shoots down the rare Storm Fury, his view of dragons is changed forever. What if they didn't have to fight dragons after all? What if Carloa could show his village that dragons aren't that bad? A faraway island hides a hidden enemy, one that forces into victim's minds, using its cunning and deception to control their every move, an unending cycle... Can they stop it? Or die trying? Find out, in the first of the series: "Firefew Island" . . . Reached #24 in custom on: Friday, July 26th, of 2024. Reached #6 in Custom Species on: Sunday, August 25th, of 2024. THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO: Keru The Night Fury, Tiny_owlls, and whiplash! (Notice: This story really has no solid plot; and is basically a bunch of characters in a single book. Reason is because of how my brain works: I am unable to write when using a plot, and normally don't follow it anyway. This is normal for me, and my mother; who had the same problem with her stories.) ... I might fill in the gaps with prequels and/or sequels, as I plan on making "Firefew Island" an entire series! Please be patient as I do have daily tasks, and might be inactive for a few days at a time! Thanks for understanding!!!-OTNF/ETLF THIS STORY WILL GET A MAKEOVER IN THE FUTURE!

"No Life 'Til Leather" by NUmaker

Sometimes shit happens. Hey, it's not always your day, it's alright. One moment you're riding high, soaring above these mud-riddled plains with the king of mercs by your side, another, you're running far away from the crater he blew himself up in. You've really outdone yourself this time. W's dead, there's angel blood on your fingers and something itches to grow out of your skull. To pierce those gray curls of yours and bask in the twin moon's soft gaze. Something brewing deep within, eager to dim that halo forever and shatter your wings. A piece of you that's always been there, always hiding and growling, waiting for its moment to shine. So, hit the lights, Andy. Give it some stage time. Let yourself live a little. Throw out that Lateran jacket, put on some leather. Grow a pair of horns, befriend a fiend. Forget Laterano, forget Lungmen. Kazdel is your new home. And your new home's where you rightfully belong, you little rascal. Hellooooo people !! Here we are, a SPIN-OFF story of my "Curly Head" series, in which Andy actually went on that one job he previously ditched and got himself into quite a predicament. In this one, I'll turn the angst-meter down, I promise. W and Andy, happy times. :D This is, of course, perfectly fine as a standalone work, I think, but if you're new and wanna brush up on the lore then you can do just that! Series starts with "Goodbye Curly Head", rest is pretty straightforward. Summed up: thirteen year old boy from Laterano ships himself off to fight in the Kazdel Civil War for peacekeeping reasons, situation turns to shit at the end of his tour, forced to stay in Kazdel and make money as a merc, meets up the first W's crew at the age of sixteen, circus-slapstick follows. Ps: I'm not giving up on "Almost Green", only taking a small break and also delivering some much needed fluff-ish stuff. Tell me you thoughts in the comments, I tend to reply to every single one of them and love reading through them all! Have fun!

The Chaos Dragon by ily_gc

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Craig of the Dead

Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading. ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence