Black-key Bolts Elden Ring

She rules her world,she sets the pace. Pretty poison. Driven by revenge and the never quenched hunger for blood and vengeance. She's a one woman army, and the Mafia Bosslady. But will the iron lady ever bend?

RPG STYLE NOVEL, MC DOING QUEST, KILLING MONSTERS, LEVELING UP, GAINING SKILL, AND etc...SYSTEM Deity, a newly invented modern gadget that helps humans to breakthrough their limiters. Yman Talisman was a young man, 17 years old, and an orphan. After he found out that he had a Hollow Cell symptom, he rejoiced. Now there was a way for him to cure his ill sister. But on the day of evaluation exams, because of an incident, he was late and only managed to get the weakest magic skill among the rest. How can someone like him fight monster monsters when his magic was the weakest and no use for fighting? No group wanted to let him joined them. In order to cure his sister, he had no choice but to fight monsters alone.When he finds out about a certain item that able to heal any kind of illness, he left the city and delves into adventures to search for it.Warning: If you are a fan of a novel that an MC is op at an early chapter, then it might be not your cup of tea.The MC in this novel will slowly build up his character from attitude - to - power.

Aragon Gaultier, membangun istana Houston Hill untuk dihadiahkan kepada Puteri Elisa Denova. Sudah jelas dalam benak Elisa tentang tujuannya datang ke Slavidion. Berjalan mendatangi takdirnya. Seperti punya mata ketiga, dia bahkan tahu siapa yang kemudian dicintai dan mencintainya. Pertama kali Elisa melihat William Gaultier, pangeran itu terpukau dengan mawar yang ditanam di Houston Hill. Tanaman yang khusus dibawa Elisa dari kampungnya. Pangeran kecil ini, masih berusia dua puluh tahun saat itu, dia terlalu lugu untuk mengenal cinta. Dia tertegun melihat kecantikan Elisa, tapi kemudian ia memalingkan wajahnya untuk mawar-mawar di depannya. Masih bisa berpikir jernih ketika ingat gadis itu adalah tunangan ayahnya dan kedatangannya waktu itu untuk memperkenalkan diri sebagai calon anak tiri gadis yang mungkin berusia sama dengannya.

A 21-year old Leila was torn between her father's death and the father of her child. She was skeptic about her father's death and wanted to claim justice for her father, yet the Police turned a blind eye on it. Until Inspector Albez came into her life and initiate to find the culprit of her Father's death. However, the Man behind the Black Masquerade confused her feelings... those gray eyes aren't familiar... yet it reminds her of someone. Now, she's dying to know whose behind those Black Masquerade... at the same time looking for the reason why her father was shot dead.

"ฉันเป็นคนประมูลเธอมา เท่ากับว่าเธอเป็นของฉัน!" มาเฟียหนุ่มพูดขึ้นกับหญิงสาวที่เคยช่วยชีวิตเขาไว้ในอดีตหลังจากที่เขาประมูลเธอมา ทั้งที่เขาพยายามห้ามใจ..ไหนเธอดันกลายเป็นขนมหวานจานโปรดของเขาได้ มาเฟียหนุ่มที่ขึ้นว่าไร้หัวใจและโหดเหี้ยมที่สุดจนคนในเมืองต่างหวาดกลัว แม้แต่กฏหมายก็ทำอะไรเขาไม่ได้...เคยโดนคนลอบสังหารหวังจาคร่าชีวิตของเขาผู้ซึ่งมีอิทธิพลมากที่สุด แต่ดวงคงยังไม่ถึงคาดพัดพาเขามาเจอกับพ่อลูกคู่หนึ่ง ซึ่งได้ช่วยชีวิตของเขาและลูกน้องคนสนิทไว้และเขาจะไม่ลืมบุญคุณครั้งนี้เลย แต่เมื่อจะกลับมาสองพ่อลูกก็หายไป! ใครจะไปคิดว่างานประมูลใหญ่ที่เขาจัดขึ้นนั้น ทำให้เขาได้พบกับหญิงสาวในกรงทอง ตอนแรกแค่สนใจจะรับมาเป็นลูกน้องมือซ้ายและเอาไว้แก้ขัด แต่เมื่อเปิดผ้าปิดตาของเธอออก กลับกลายเป็นเด็กสาวคนนั้นที่เติบโตขึ้น! ลูกสาวของผู้ที่เคยช่วยชีวิตเขา "คุณสินะที่ประมูลฉัน" "......." "เลวสิ้นดี!" เด็กสาวที่น่ารักคนนั้นได้หายไปเสียแล้ว เหลือแต่เพียงหญิงสาวที่ดื้อด้านสุดๆ จนเขาหมดความอดทน!!

He's her worst enemy. His family took everything from her. He is the source of her downfall. She seeks vengeance. She swore she was going to ruin him, but she accidentally slept with him and now she has his child. She ran away from him, but he found her after five years and now he wants her child to gain his inheritance.

The moment I was born, my mother implanted a chip in my brain and began shaping me into her idea of a perfect daughter. She blocked my sense of hunger so I would only have simple meals daily to maintain the "ideal" figure. She erased my ability to feel pain so she could inject me with endless chemicals to keep my skin smooth and flawless. She tampered with my senses, deleting every trace of negative emotion from my mind, all so I could remain eternally innocent. I couldn't tell right from wrong. I didn't know sadness or anger. I only knew how to smile. When the neighbor's dog died, I smiled and was scolded harshly for being heartless. When my classmates bullied me, I smiled and became the class freak. When my grandfather passed away, I smiled again, and my relatives cursed me for being soulless. Eventually, my father couldn't take it anymore. He left us. Mom, however, didn't seem to care. "They don't understand," she told me. "Everything I've done is for your own good. One day, you'll thank me." … On my 18th birthday, she planned a grand live broadcast, ready to show the world her perfect creation. She never knew that the day before her grand broadcast, I had already lost myself completely. By then, I was no longer human. I had become a machine.

Ich bin Isa Rossi, die Tochter des ersten Dons von Sizilien. Schon von klein auf war ich rebellisch. Mein Vater fürchtete, ich könnte aus einer Laune heraus irgendeinen zwielichtigen Kerl heiraten, also erließ er kurzerhand einen Befehl: Ich sollte mich mit Luca Marino verloben, dem Erben der neu aufstrebenden Familie Marino. Auch wenn es sich um eine politische Ehe handelte, wollte ich mir zumindest selbst den Ring aussuchen, den ich tragen würde. So nahm ich an einer Auktion der Mafiafamilien teil. Als der letzte, kostbarste Edelsteinring präsentiert wurde, hob ich mein Bieterschild. Doch noch bevor der Auktionshammer fiel, erklang hinter mir eine arrogante Frauenstimme: „Du, so ein Provinzmädchen, wagst es, gegen mich zu bieten? Zwei Millionen! Sei klug und verzieh dich!“ Für ein paar Sekunden herrschte völlige Stille im Saal, nur das leise Klicken der Kameraverschlüsse war zu hören. Ich drehte mich um und sah eine Frau in einem goldenen Haute-Couture-Kleid. Ein nachlässiges Lächeln lag auf ihren Lippen, als gehörte ihr der ganze Saal. Noch bevor ich etwas sagen konnte, ließ der Auktionator hastig den Hammer fallen. „Zugeschlagen! Herzlichen Glückwunsch an Frau Sofia zum Erwerb des Spitzenstücks, des Rings ‚Ewiger Stern‘!“ Meine Stirn zog sich leicht zusammen, Ärger flammte in mir auf. „Der Hammer fällt, bevor die Auktion beendet ist? In diesem Auktionssaal gelten wohl keine Regeln.“ Sofia drehte sich zu mir um. Ihr Blick war scharf wie eine Klinge, während sie mich Zentimeter für Zentimeter von den Schuhen bis zum Kopf musterte. „Regeln?“ Sie lachte kalt. „Meine Liebe, ich bin Sofia, die verwöhnte Godsister von Luca, dem Erben der Familie Marino. Hier bestimme ich die Regeln!“ Ich konnte mir ein Lachen nicht verkneifen. Was für ein Zufall. Luca war der Name meines Verlobten. Ich zog sofort mein Handy hervor und wählte seine Nummer. „Luca, deine ‚Godsister‘ hat mir gerade den Verlobungsring weggeschnappt, den ich haben wollte. Was machst du dagegen?“

Glayscent Clemente is a single mom kaya kinailangang niyang magtrabaho kahit na maliit pa lamang ang kanyang anak na lalaki. Lahat ng trababo ay kaya n’yang pasukin upang mabuhay lamang silang mag-ina. Haniel Hermuenez is one of the most sought-after bachelors in the Philippines. Magandang lalaki, matalino, at higit sa lahat ay mayaman. But he has a secret no one can know. One day, his grandfather offered him a deal that he can’t refuse. Isang kasunduan maglalagay sa kanila ni Glayscent sa isang kumplikadong sitwasyon. Masu-solusyonan ba ito nang walang nasasaktan? O mabubunyag ang mga lihim na matagal nang itinago?

I'm Tristan Scott's driver's daughter. Ten years ago, my father died at the hands of Tristan's abductors as he tried to save Tristan. Tristan had held me close and told me, "I'll care for you for the rest of your life on your father's behalf." Later, my mother's cancer relapsed due to her sorrow after losing my father. Before her death, she hoped to see Tristan and me marry. But on the wedding day, Tristan leaves me at the altar. I weep and try to keep him around, but he sneers and says, "You should know where to draw the line—your father gave his life in exchange for the cushy life you now have. That should be enough for you! You're dreaming if you think you can marry me!" In the end, my mother dies without seeing Tristan put a ring on me. That night, his assistant shares an Instagram story. The photo is of her and Tristan's faces plastered to each other as she shows off the ring on her finger. It's captioned, "My answer is yes."