Demon Slayer Blind Guy Romane & Geschichten

[Book 1 of 3 Parts] After losing her entire family from a tragedy involving a cursed one, wild, headstrong, and untamed Shia Hyanessa Aifendel, who possesses a curse herself and had thus far lived a nomadic life away from the Capitol, suddenly finds herself face to face with the probable murderer – Langrion Zephiry Romualdi, the mighty and powerful Imperial Prince of Gascone and the prophesied Demon King who is bound to start a war that would break the world. In an unexpected turn of events, Shia found herself agreeing to be Prince Langrion's pretend-betrothed. Working her way through the politics of the nobility, the fight for the throne, and the struggle to overthrow the discrimination against cursed ones, can she uncover the mysteries of her family's death, keep her promise of vengeance, and keep her life at the end as she starts to deeply fall in love with the would-be Demon King? Penned by: Ellie Love. IG: ellielove12. FB: Jan Camille Tongco (Author Ellie Love).

Revenge is the sweetest dish served cold, especially when the mastermind is none other but a Demon. Could there be more to a seemingly weak Alpha of the Moonstone Pack that no one knew? Could the reigning darkness completely consume a vengeful damned soul?

Henry was going on a yacht cruise, but unfortunately the yacht capsized, and he found himself Inside the water, but unfortunately, he had begun to lose strength to swim untill a beautiful girl, named Sharon saw him struggling with his life In the sea,, and she jump Into the sea and save Henry to the shore,

‎ ‎I died on Christmas Eve. ‎Poisoned by my sister… betrayed by the man I loved. ‎ ‎Death should have been my end. ‎Instead, it became my beginning. ‎ ‎When I wake up in a blood-soaked alley, a cold voice welcomes me to the “Demon Games" — a brutal survival arena where one hundred humans fight monstrous trials for a chance at rebirth. ‎ ‎The reward? ‎Ten years of life… and one impossible wish. ‎ ‎I am weak. ‎Near-blind. ‎And the easiest prey. ‎Which is why it makes no sense when “he" starts protecting me. ‎ ‎Tall. Masked. Dangerous. ‎His presence alone silences monsters… and makes my heart race for all the wrong reasons. ‎ ‎"Stay close," he whispers, his breath brushing my ear. ‎"Or I'll enjoy watching you beg." ‎They call him a demon. ‎A king. ‎A monster. ‎ ‎But when his hand grips my waist in the dark… ‎When his fingers tilt my chin up… ‎When his voice drops to a husky murmur. ‎"You're safer in my arms… don't make me prove it." ‎ ‎—I realize something far more dangerous. ‎I'm not just surviving the games anymore. ‎I'm becoming addicted to the man who could kill me. ‎ ‎Because the truth is… ‎The masked protector is the “Lycan King” — an overlord bound by rules that demand my death. ‎Yet every time we get too close… ‎Every time his control slips… ‎Every time his gaze lingers on my lips… ‎ ‎It feels less like protection… ‎And more like possession. ‎In a world where survival demands sacrifice and desire is a weakness… ‎I must choose— ‎Escape hell alone… ‎Or fall into the arms of the monster who wants to claim me. ‎ ‎

"The trials ahead to prove my worth? I'll crush them !! Enemies? I'll slaughter them!! " Waking up in a new body and a new world after dying on Earth, Tsarayu embarks on a new journey in a world filled with gods and demons. A world where myriad of life forms exist and humans can cultivate and become immortals. Watch him rise to prominence with a supreme inheritance and his hard work as he slaughtered everyone who stood in his path. Watch His journey as he became known in the Universe as the Demon God, the ruler of death forcing the heavens to bow before him. Known as the second inheritor, what happened to the first one? Who does this legacy belongs to? What secrets is the universe hiding?

Kiara was the Demon Queen And was ruling the Demon world, but suddenly an angel came to her world. He made emotionless Kiara believe in true love and then killed her brutally. However Kiara wanted her revenge. She was so desperate that her soul travelled in the time space, instead of dying. On the other hand after Kiara's death demon world destroyed, and Kiara's Crown which can give powers beyond their imagination fall in portal which connect all world together, That's why all the demons started searching for the crown. 10 thousands years later, (Human world) In hospital a girl with extraordinary facial features declared dead , but suddenly the girl opens her eyes and says "Prepare for destruction! DEMON QUEEN IS BACK. This time WHOLE UNIVERSE WILL SUFFER MY RAGE!"

Chloe Greyson’s life was shattered when she learnt she wasn’t the true heiress of the Greyson family, but rather a girl swapped at birth. Cast out, blinded by a brutal attack, and later saved by Dan Sawyer, Chloe believed she found salvation in marriage. But Dan only wanted her for her blood—a perfect match to keep his comatose lover, Sofia, alive. Now, after three years of enduring this loveless marriage, Chloe has had enough. Discovering she is pregnant, she seeks a divorce, only for Dan to shockingly agree—because Sofia has finally woken up. As luck would have it, Chloe's real family—the affluent and powerful Westbrook family—found her and revealed that she was their long-lost daughter and the key to a hidden legacy. Dan, realizing his mistakes, tries to get back to Chloe despite Sofia’s effort to keep him to herself. But things got complicated when Chloe accidentally met Leo King, a mysterious Mafia boss who happens to be her ex's uncle, in a less-than-ideal situation. Gradually, sparks began to fly between them and soon, she realized he was her ex's uncle. Meanwhile, Chloe’s newfound family harbours secrets that could either aid her in her quest for justice or destroy her all over again. Torn between avenging her past and loving again, Chloe must choose between silence and secrets or opening her heart to a new love amidst a web of deceit and betrayal, all while navigating her newfound family's secrets and Dan's attempts to win her back.

Since I can remember, I have been a liar. That is the conclusion my mother made about me. After my twin brother, Daniel Benson, and I are born, she becomes obsessed with a so-called scientific parenting method. So, she puts a lie-detecting collar on each of us. Whenever we lie, the collar lights up in red. The moment it turns red, she presses a remote and shocks me. She says it will help form muscle memory to correct the bad character in me. Daniel's collar is always green. Even when he tears my mom's favorite clothes to shreds and calmly claims a dog does it, the collar still glows green. But I am different. Even if I just say, "Mom, I’m thirsty," The collar would suddenly flash a blinding red light. Then, a current shoots through my neck and into my body, making me tremble in pain. At first, I try to explain. But my mom always says the same thing. "The machine doesn't lie. You have to feel pain to learn. I'm doing this for your own good." After being shocked thousands of times, I slowly start to believe that maybe I am truly born a liar.

The college student I had a passionate night with at the hotel turned out to be the intern I was supposed to mentor. On his first day at the company, he pulled me into the break room and wrapped his arms around my waist. "You have such a slender waist. That night, I never expected you to be that fervent..."

The year I was at my poorest, I impersonated my sister to take care of her blind fiancé in exchange for one hundred thousand dollars. On the day he regained his sight, I left without a word. When we met again, it was during a business interview. I was a nameless intern reporter. He had returned to his rightful status as the heir of the influential Hughes family. During the interview, the host asked, "We’ve heard that during your illness, your fiancée, Miss Dawson, stayed by your side through thick and thin. The two of you are about to get married?" He lifted his hand slightly, revealing a ring, and his lips curled into a faint smile. "Yes, we’re getting engaged soon." Yet, his gaze, through the lens of his glasses, landed—intentionally or not—on me, standing in the corner.