Regretevator Infected Fanart Novels & Stories

The news was spreading faster than a plague. Within hours, the digital poison Rayden had released into the cultivators' shadow network had infected every corner of the community. From encrypted forums to whispers among black market traders, the name Alvareno Bramasta was now a subject of scorn. The transaction data, complete with the Altair seal and the list of embezzled artifacts, became a wildfire, igniting doubt and division within the mighty Bramasta family. The reputation they had built over decades was now stained by betrayal from within.

He sent back a ‘kill to silence’ emoji, followed by: “If you’re tired of living, feel free to keep talking.” Falcon immediately replied with a ‘spare me, boss’ emoji: “I still want to enjoy the wonders of life. I’ll zip it now. Farewell!” Xavier then took back the tablet and reopened the news sites that had reported on Celia Sure enough, within seconds, every piece of related content had completely vanished. The corners of his lips twitched slightly as he shook his head. Falcon was a technical genius and got things done fast—but that mouth of his could make anyone want to rip it off.

She didn't want to listen to all what I said. "Don't be fooled, Argon. She is trying to deceive you." "No Estelle, you are the one who's trying to deceive me here! And it's not going to work. Not anymore! I am tired of your nonsense!" In annoyance, I grabbed Estelle's arm tightly and said from the depths of my heart, " I used to consider you my world, but from now onwards... I, Alpha Argon of Wolf Crest Pack, reject you, daughter of Alpha Deron."

The smile was there again. "HEEEEEL-" CLAP. Christopher clapped his hands and Kalen's head explode mid scream as if someone had just dropped a boulder on his head. Brain matter and blood flew in every direction. "Holy Shit!" "He really is a fucking monster!" "We are fear.. so what is there left to fear." Christopher mumbled then pulled out his short swords. Both had glyphs and lettering previously not visible lit up along the blades one had flames as black as night, the other looked like yellow flames of the sun. " This is Hate and Retribution! Unfortunately for you it is I who passes judgement tonight!" Christopher stabbed the bright burning blade into the ground yellow lines stretched thr

Maria wasn't interested in their drama and was just about to leave, but something caught her eye as she stopped. Glancing over, she saw that the fan who just wanted a signature was holding a painting. It was one of Robin's early works—a painting of a small Amaron town that had even won an award. Maria had been a fan of Robin for a long time and recognized it immediately. She had even tried to buy it once, but someone beat her to it. This piece was totally different from Robin's later works, so it was understandable that newer fans didn't recognize it. But Eleanor was denying it in public, as if it wasn't hers at all.

Soon, I became irritated that he was still breathing so I dumped his arms on the ground and grabbed hold of his jaws, snapping them apart at once. I rose back up to my feet with dread in my throat. I hadn’t gotten the opportunity to mentally address the confusing scene happening all around me because of this stupid praised freak. But now I was going to do that. And the obvious explanation was that; General Raand was a traitor and an insider for the Rogues and Lycans. Along with him, were the New recruits who had remarkable stats of strength and expertise, because… They had been infected, spiked with Lycan blood.

"Was carried away by the artwork that even at the dark corners i can still feel the conflict in the art. Seems you have quite the love for art and I love that about you. I need to see reasons why Akira choose to be with you" "What are you saying mother?" "If you were trained by me you wouldn't make this choice" "I love this man with everything in me so don't even think or talking me against it" "I can't... All he has to do is make me see reasons why you choose him" Patricia divulged. 'I want to make sure my family is together before I die and would want to make memories with my daughter. I would like to see how Alpha Rowland would convince me... This would be fun' She giggles in her thoughts

I sat down in my study and opened my laptop. I had forbidden my family members from entering my study, including my mother and my wife. That room holds the memories of Meadow, and I wouldn’t want anyone to tamper with them—especially Annabel. I know how vicious and wicked she can be. Each time I felt lonely and started missing Meadow, I would enter the room, lock the door tightly, and then bring out the sex video of Meadow and me, and start masturbating. I missed her body a lot. And before she arrived for dinner this evening, I needed to masturbate to keep myself calm.

JASPER I stared at the screen, waiting and refreshing, tapping my fingers on the table absent-mindedly. Access to the file was denied. I moved the cursor again and clicked into another section. It was the same thing. “Fuck!” I muttered under my breath, slamming the table with my fist. System fails, and file glitches, but not this clean. I leaned closer, resting my elbow on the desk, fingers brushing my jaw as I opened the backend logs. Searching for anything, any trace that someone had been here before me. Because if the records had been tampered with, the system would always show.

All the pictures and videos were posted by Anna with the caption, “ If he is yours, he will find his way back to you.” Tears feel out of my eyes as I kept scrolling though the pictures. I was focused on Marcus. He had a dazzling smile on his face. He looked genuinely happy. That was a smile that I haven't seen in a very long time. He didn't even smile for our wedding photo yet for Anna, his eyes were sparkling through the shot. My heart couldn't take it anymore. I threw the phone at the wall in a fit of rage.