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Endless

LECTURES 7,702
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Durée 3h 46m

LECTURES 7,702
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Parties 42
Durée 3h 46m

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"First, do no harm." Blake Ryan swore that oath to become a doctor. Ironic, given that he spent most of his thousand year life sucking souls out of other immortals. 

Things are different now. Using regular shots of morphine to keep his inner monster at bay, Ryan has led a quiet life since the Second World War. His thrills now come from saving lives, not taking them. 

Until a plane crash brings Aleria into his hospital. Her life is vibrant. Crack to predators like him. She's the exact sort of person they would hunt, and thanks to a severe case of amnesia, she's all but defenseless. 

Leaving Aleria vulnerable isn't an option, but protecting her means unleashing his own inner monster. Which is a problem, because his inner monster wants her dead most of all.Tous Droits Réservés

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕬𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑, écrit par NERO_REVENGE_

✦ Marked: The Anatomy of Control ✦ 𝓐𝓻𝓬 7 "Not all monsters wear masks. Some wear gloves... and call it healing." Amora is dying. Her body, cracked beneath the weight of celestial chaos. Her soul, splintering more with every breath. No hospital is safe. No doctor can be trusted. The ECU is everywhere-watching, waiting, hunting. In a moment of desperation, Damon speaks a name he swore he'd never say again: Dr. Crane. Not a stranger. Not a savior. But the surgeon who carved Damon into the stitched-up weapon the ECU unleashed on the world. A man who studied pain like art-who broke boys and built ghosts. Now, to keep Amora alive, they let him in. Into their home. Into her space. Into her body. But this isn't rescue. It's control-slow, clinical, and terrifying. A scalpel hidden behind soft smiles. A predator in the skin of a doctor. This arc is the first raw descent into Damon Blake's origin... and a haunting reminder: Sometimes the greatest evil doesn't come with fire or fury. It comes with a clipboard, clean hands- and full access. 🌙 Trigger Warning 🖤 This arc contains graphic depictions of medical trauma, body horror, emotional and physical abuse, non-consensual contact under the guise of care, manipulation, and psychological torment. Themes include loss of bodily autonomy, PTSD, and survivor's guilt. Reader discretion is strongly advised. - "Even mercy can wear a mask. And not all healing comes with kindness." Rights reserved

The Daughter of Death- *RAYOR*, écrit par izzye056423

I don't have to tell you about to me say I'm not normal. I don't even have to say my name. Just take my hand, and let me show you to the looking-glass. Look inside, and you'll see. I'm sixteen years old. I spend my life more with the dead than the living. And my father- why, my father is the Grim Reaper. Blakely knew from when she was born that she wouldn't lead a life that was ordinary. But even her unorthodox path took a turn when she met the half-angel, Arielle, whose soul had resisted her reaping. After being turned mortal, she is forced on a quest to discover her past: her heritage, her father's lies, and the true reason her brother ran away from home. Foes unite and secrets are spilled in a quest for the truth, and family are reunited and broken apart. But, when it counts, will Blakely make the right decision? This was the angel's true form, I knew; so pure that it was deadly to behold. "You won't have me, Blakely. You'll never have me."

The End & The Beginning, écrit par NEosHoward

Oops! I accidentally summoned a demon! When a crazy man threatens her family if she doesn't kill the man holding them all hostage, Eve comes up with her own plan to keep her family safe. What she doesn't expect is that her sacrifice is only the beginning. Note: This began as a #WITWContest challenge, but became a mild obsession as I fell in love with it. It's still a one-shot but is now a not-so-short short-story with all the answers to the questions you had when reading that first chapter. How did she get there? Where did he take her? And so much more! TW: violence, mentions of trafficking, food/housings insecurity, and domestic neglect All of my stories feature LGBTQ+ characters: in this novel the MC and demons are all pansexual, all demons/angels are intersex (closest definition possible since they're not human), and much of the supporting cast is also LGBTQ+. Releases for this story are WEEKLY on Tuesdays until the story is finished publishing (will be done at end of January 2026) Contests/competitions this story is participating in: * The Turquoise Quill Awards 2025 * Shut Up and Write Awards 2025 * The Freedom Awards 2025 * Auld Lang Syne Awards (Chapter 1 Only)

Be My Girlfriend, écrit par Seventeen_AJ

"I need you to stop bullying Reese." Oh, so it was because of her friend. "I-I will do anything, just make it stop." Her eyes softened along with her features. She must love this girl so much for her to do this. But it intrigued me, she will do anything. Jo was now looking down. I felt the need of reaching out to her, to comfort her and tell her that everything is gonna be okay, but again, I had to stop myself. What is happening to me? I was not like this. "So, you will do anything?" I asked her and it made her look at me. "Yes!" "Hmmmm..." I hummed while I circled around her, I know she was feeling nervous, and thinking that I made her feel that, I silently smiled in victory. "Just... Just tell me what you want!" "Feeling impatient are we?" I mocked her, I saw her clench her fist but I chose to ignore it. I stopped in front of her and stared at her intently before I spoke. "Be my girlfriend!" ________________________ A story that will make your heart smile and at the same time cry your heart out. Join me in discovering the life of Jo Thompson, the nobody and Brittany Anderson, the Queen B. __________________________________ TRIGGER WARNING! Some readers may find some of the chapters contains disturbing actions such as bullying, violence, physical harm, abuse, etc. that could be traumatizing to some. Readers' discretion is advised!

How To Be Human, écrit par MADcreations

"I have been shot at by people today, been chased around by people wearing hazmat suits, I overheard my boss saying he wants to kill me, and I'm now stuck with a vampire-turned-human that is cranky 24/7. All I am asking is that I get one night of sleep. One night. So, for the love of all that's holy, let me sleep in peace." Warren stared at me for the longest time, and then finally blinked. "I tuned out after you said you were shot at, you mind repeating that again?" Alexa Kay Hazelwood was on the brink of discovery. She was going to reveal to the world that the monsters that haunted little children's dreams were real. She was also going to reveal that she had a weapon to stop them. An antidote. She was going to turn every vampire in the world back to a human again. But everything started to go the opposite way. Her boss wanted her research all to himself and the vampire she found had problems of his own. She was caught between the middle of it all. She had to teach this vampire how to be human again. "All I knew about Warren was that he was born in the 1700s. He had a sister and a father. He was one of the first vampires created. His best friend betrayed him (on what, I don't know) and that his name was Ryan Caine. That's all I knew about my dear friend Warren. That, and he was moody all the time."

The Heartthrob Won't Leave, écrit par TheePeaches

- "God Blake, you're a true enigma" Her eyes widened slightly at his words. "I don't understand" she claimed, backing up a step from him, which he had clearly noticed. And to her shock, he took a step forward, blocking the gap she had just created. "You seriously don't see what I was trying to do up there?!" he asked, almost in disbelief. "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting to do that?!" she couldn't believe how loud he was suddenly. She had always known Lucian as a calm person with a soft, almost brooding voice that he never raised. Now it almost sounded excited, it was interesting seeing a new side of Lucian Black. - Something is happening at Cross Climb High-school Although it seems fairly normal, students going amongst their days unbeknownst to who they travel life beside. Blake Collins was forced to move schools, along with her four best friends. With her mother dead and her father in prison for attempting to murder her brother, she's in foster care, struggling every day with panic attacks and obsessive thoughts from a past of psychological damage. In her new school, she deals with not only her constant daily struggle to maintain normalcy, but also somehow becoming the director of the school play. Add a crush on the school's bad boy, Zac, who seems more interested in Stella, Blake's promiscuous best friend and also contending with another one of the school's popular boys, Lucian, chasing her constantly despite firmly keeping up her barriers. Everything seems fairly normal, at least at first. But, brewing nearby is a rage so intense that it's about to bubble over, and when strange things start happening around her, Blake can't help but fear the worst events will unfold and hope that it won't take the lives of those she loves along with her own. Be careful, because you never know what people are really thinking. - *Warning* Swear words, violence, thoughts of self harm, and spelling mistakes that I need to fix and I swear I will.

Your Monsters Have Never Been More Beautiful : ACOTAR , écrit par Winchester-Librarian

We are but dust and shadows. Meant to crumble and fade but always there and forever to return. Monsters may be how the world sees us but that will never change how gentle your blood soaked claws have touched me. Or In which Alora Archeron fights with venom and fire to find out who she is when all she's ever known is bloodshed and hatred. She will shatter and break into a million pieces. She will hurt and bleed until there is nothing to give. She will hope and love until the stars die out. Without a master, without chains, without holding back. She will be. Freedom is at her fingertips, all she has to do is fight for it. Now if only she'd stop getting in her own way. What are we if not monsters? "I made myself into a monster for her, for them." "We're all monsters to someone." "There are worse monsters to serve." Main ship: Rhysand x OC x Azriel

One Of A Kind || Elijah Mikaelson, écrit par fenghuang814

Does it take someone 600 years before they realize they're in love? What happens if you walk amongst monsters and demons? When, where, and how do you tell the difference between good and bad? This is a story that goes back so long ago that it could be called a tale as old as time. Notice: this story has been discontinued

Valenci: Never Lose Me, écrit par Fantasybytch

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

Unforgiven Dreams ✔️, écrit par CrayyZedd

[COMPLETED : 5|09|2016 and slowly editing ] He snapped his fingers and a red flame flourished into existence. "How did you-" "I'm a professional." He smirked, clearly enjoying this. If I got a penny for everytime I rolled my eyes at him, I would probably be a billionaire. In a limousine. With a hot wife. And a hotter girl to cheat on her with. And that too I'm straight. He flexed his palms and the flame disappeared. "With practice, even you can control your Blue Matter." I didn't say anything, just nodded. "This Blue Matter is stronger than Red Matter. It can destroy beings. Be careful with it." "Uh, so I am a DreamMaire?" "No, Sophie, you're the Dream Maker." _______________________ Sophie Hazelwood, sixteen, just makes it in the world with her confident aura and weird humour. All she wants is to be a singer and move over her past, however hard that might be. But she's not completely aware of what she's capable of. Meet Keith, new boy with a hot bod who changes her life in ways that could have never been foreseen. Join her in this journey as she fights off mythical beings, braving through broken trusts and shattered hearts. Highest Ranking #21 in Fantasy - 16/8/16 Hit one kay reads - 30/7/16 Reached two kay reads - 12/9/16 ________________________ Yes, the story will be kind of normal in the beginning but stay tuned for more! :D Also, there will be some usage of foul words, and you've been warned! Kind of a short book with less chapters, perfect for a quick read. Cheers! xoxo Affi ❤️

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The Daughter of Death- *RAYOR* cover

The End & The Beginning cover

Be My Girlfriend cover

How To Be Human cover

The Heartthrob Won't Leave cover

Your Monsters Have Never Been More Beautiful : ACOTAR cover

One Of A Kind || Elijah Mikaelson cover

Valenci: Never Lose Me cover

Unforgiven Dreams ✔️ cover

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕬𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑

✦ Marked: The Anatomy of Control ✦ 𝓐𝓻𝓬 7 "Not all monsters wear masks. Some wear gloves... and call it healing." Amora is dying. Her body, cracked beneath the weight of celestial chaos. Her soul, splintering more with every breath. No hospital is safe. No doctor can be trusted. The ECU is everywhere-watching, waiting, hunting. In a moment of desperation, Damon speaks a name he swore he'd never say again: Dr. Crane. Not a stranger. Not a savior. But the surgeon who carved Damon into the stitched-up weapon the ECU unleashed on the world. A man who studied pain like art-who broke boys and built ghosts. Now, to keep Amora alive, they let him in. Into their home. Into her space. Into her body. But this isn't rescue. It's control-slow, clinical, and terrifying. A scalpel hidden behind soft smiles. A predator in the skin of a doctor. This arc is the first raw descent into Damon Blake's origin... and a haunting reminder: Sometimes the greatest evil doesn't come with fire or fury. It comes with a clipboard, clean hands- and full access. 🌙 Trigger Warning 🖤 This arc contains graphic depictions of medical trauma, body horror, emotional and physical abuse, non-consensual contact under the guise of care, manipulation, and psychological torment. Themes include loss of bodily autonomy, PTSD, and survivor's guilt. Reader discretion is strongly advised. - "Even mercy can wear a mask. And not all healing comes with kindness." Rights reserved