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TOKYO GHOUL: SELCOUTH

One is never prepared for Death. Nay, you cannot know when the date/minute/exact moment the cold scythe kisses your nape. Well, unless you had your own means planned out...for the inevitable journey to the afterlife. Kain Bleart shall be clustered as such. Not everyday a bartender-cum-barista gets the chance to shove a cork opener into someone's eye— Not having been overly religious, Kain ascends from the fold of mortality and into the embrace of peaceful darkness–his expectations were average, an eternity of calm and boredom until an ROB picks him out as a chess piece into whatever other Universe that exists– as he had read in fiction literature. Oh! Little did he know! Hell–if it exists– would've been better, in comparison to what he experienced. Pain! Every waking second. Every movement. Every single thought. His sanity had been stripped off of him. He was alone. No gods to reincarnate him as in the novels. No eternal bliss as in the various sacred texts. But he adapted. And through every adaptation, one evolves. He finds his own way into a Universe and integrates himself into a much chaotic world of fiction. He was powerful. He cannot be shackled by the obligations of mortals. Forget being a Pawn, he aims to be the Game Master. Indulge yourselves in his journey, as he discovers and revels in the flow of Chaos. ___________ NOTICE: The Cover solely doesn't belong to me, as well as the original. Credit to be directed to those that deserve it. This is uncharted territory to me. I'm trespassing on a path new to me (Fanfiction). The sole reason for any FF writer out there, to grind through the chapters, is simply because the original was sub par to our expectations and everyone basically possesses their own imaginative prowess. Thus, we Write! You shall realize, this is AU (I'll integrate mild cannon points into it however). What to expect; 1. A Harem (As a member of the No-Harem faction, I shall understand if you turn your back on this novel right here and now coz of this. I appreciate your interest thus far.) However, to those that might swallow their disgust and disappointment for 'Harem' and stick around— I appreciate it and be at ease, this is no Pokemon farming. Love interests shall posses value (Max 3) 2. Slightly above average Descriptive writing. 3. Engaging and meaningful dialogues (Might be of less quality at first, but improvements moving forward.) 4. A broader Universe from the Original. 5. Spotlight to other characters and not just on the MC. What not to expect; 1. A bleeding heart MC. 2. Tasteless romance. 3. Bland worldbuilding. 4. Midiocre face slapping. 5. Low tier grammar. Let's move forward together from henceforth. A Reader begets a Writer! Support through commenting~reviews~opinions~critique~discussions~STONES~votes~collections...and the like. My updating frequency shall mirror your support. I'll appreciate commenting most, after all, I can't read minds. Hope to see you in the chapters!
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Married To The Mad Vampire Lord

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!
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