Epoch of Twilight - Chapter 1: Mission

DING!![You killed a Level 3 Mutant Zombie for the first time!]-----DING!![You have crossed the limit of humanity! Entering the mutation stage!]-----DING!![Congratulations, user! You are now a being beyond human beings!]-----Being a good person cost him his life. When death sent him back, he vowed to take revenge and finish the job.Behind the icy cold that grips the world and the red light that fills the sky day and night, he must defy the zombie apocalypse.A safe house, unlimited food and drink, every conceivable weapon and a system to help him... But he has only two things on his mind: Survival and revenge.

Julian Ford is Scarlett Shaw's boyfriend's older brother. He is an unattainable presence.Scarlett is interested in money and looks, not people, yet she gradually loses control.Only he tramples on her, manipulating her at will.Everyone mocks Scarlett, saying she's overestimating herself, shamelessly attempting to climb high.Later—Someone sees the man pressing Scarlett into a corner, his eyes bloodshot, kneeling on one knee, “Scarlett, marry me, I beg you.”

(Mature content R-18+ Contains gore, no second woman drama or rape.)My love sees no end, no right or wrong. Because when I love I want you to be mine as much as I am yours - Angelina Bhardawaj~~~~~~“I told you I want to ruin you,” he cupped her jaws while pinning her to the wall.“And you have done enough. Now I am leaving,” she snapped back.“You didn't get my words, Princess,” he sneered coldly.“When I say I want to ruin you, I want to bind you to my bed and fill you till your scent becomes one with me and every fucking person in this world knows who you are... That you are fucking mine!” He slammed her into the wall, kissing her passionately.~~~~~~Elliana Heart, the illegitimate daughter of the King of Heart Moon City with the hunter bloodline only wants one thing in her life; to know and meet her biological mom.Innocent and beautiful, Elliana is often a victim of her stepmother's and stepsister's plots. Sebastian Marino, the infamous masked Vampire Prince, has suffered nothing but hatred from everyone around him.Everyone fears him since he has a power not to be reckoned with.After serving in prison for one year on behalf of her stepsister, Elliana is surprised to get bailed. However, her happiness is cut short when she finds out she is to marry the vampire Prince in her stepsister's place.Elliana knows nothing about the vampires, and Sebastian hates everything that comes with those evil humans. What would she do when she gets married to the named monster of the dark world who takes and hunts without mercy?“Are you not curious about what I look like?” He grabbed her chin painfully.“Reveal your face to me when you trust me,” she smiled softly.'That's never going to happen,' Sebastian thought.To him, she was nothing more than a tool to get his revenge on the humans.To her, he was more than everything she laid her eyes on, even more than the truth of her existence.There is a power even bigger and more powerful than anything and that power is called fate.Will they be able to fight their fates to stay together or succumb to it and lose it all?The story of the deadliest witch disguised as a human and the most dangerous prodigy prince who survives on vampire blood.Disclaimer- The book is built around magical world and pure fantasy. The romance will make you feel butterflies in the stomach while some scenes might have you question sanity around love.The first 50 chapters will build the world around the book. I promise, if you stay, you are going to love the book, until this isn't your genre.~~~~~~Follow me on my social media.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”