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The Devil's Opponent: The Root of Evil Manifesto. Content Warning.
The Devil's Opponent: Root of Evil Manifesto Chapter 1 Raven Grimm was a rather funny, but handsome man who owned a magic store in the big city called “The Capricorn”. It was his little slice of paradise and a good reason for him to stay out of working at a fucking job which would just end up making him “just over broke”. He had such a feminine face and long silky white hair that spoke of many years of wisdom that he wore down around his shoulders. He looked so much younger than he really was. He was what you might call a femboy or at least that's what he preferred to call himself. Born on February 18th, 1993 in Minneapolis, Minnesota. so currently he was 33 years old, but looked to be in his twenties still. He was perhaps the most available bachelor in his area and yet no woman or man would touch him with a ten foot pole because of a cursed ring he could not take off. It was silver with a great black diamond set into it. The diamond was so dark and dense it felt as if it were absorbing the energy around it and to his knowledge it actually was. He hated how heavy it felt on his hand. It felt like an overpriced slave collar. He cursed the woman who put this on him night and day, but to no avail she never seemed to return to him. He looked around at the shoppers in his store and saw one pick up a tarot deck out of curiosity. He was meaning to teach classes on how to read them, but lacked the energy to invest in such a project since managing his store took up what motivation and energy he did have. A young woman in a billowing cloak came into the store just as he was thinking of closing up shop. She had brown hair and hazel eyes the color of the forest and river and skin that was basically white. What did she want here? He wondered as she picked up a black and red candle for spell casting and came to the register where he stood.
By Eris Willowabout 10 hours ago in Fiction
How I Met My Soulmate 🌸🌸
How I Met My Soulmate Harsh Chaudhari © Harsh Chaudhari Copyright © 2025 by Harsh Chaudhari. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means — electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise — without prior written permission from the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or critical articles.
By Harsh Chaudhari 🌸about 15 hours ago in Fiction
Luxury Meets Innovation on the Green Field. AI-Generated.
The morning sun spread gently across the wide green field, turning every blade of grass into a small mirror of light. The field lay just outside the city, a place where nature still breathed freely and the noise of traffic felt far away. On this quiet land stood two remarkable cars: a sleek Lamborghini, glowing in deep metallic orange, and a modern Tesla, smooth and silver, reflecting the sky above it.
By Bilal Mohammadi3 days ago in Fiction
Cave Painting. AI-Generated.
A fist goes flying into the face of Rubis, the sheer impact sending him flying back and crashing down hard on the sandy terrain. Several taller young volkin boys surround the battered youngster and cackle at his misfortune with jabbing jeers to add insult to injury. The one that landed the punch that grounded him sneers in post victory and demands that the younger volkin stand up and face he and his crew. Daring his words, Rubis stood up on weary legs. He wipes away the blood from his lips on the back of his hand and resumes a fighting stance. With balled fists up and stark eyes squared on the bullies, Rubis readies himself.
By Kelly Johnson3 days ago in Fiction
Fallout Season 2 Episode 1 Explained (Review & Breakdown)
Let me dive straight into Fallout Season 2 Episode 1, and yes—this premiere is packed with so many easter eggs, lore drops, timeline twists, and pure what did I just watch? moments that we absolutely have to walk through it beat by beat.
By Bella Anderson4 days ago in Fiction
Broken Safe Haven - Chapter 3
Previous Chapters Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Jordan rushed into the training room, an old basketball gym now a labyrinth of training mats, punching bags, and blunted weapons. The musk of sweaty bodies and athletic clothes their owners neglected to wash hung in the warm air. Jordan’s boots thumped against the wooden flooring as he stomped across the room.
By Eric Boring4 days ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels 1 Sneak Peek
Silence, except for the hooting of an owl somewhere in the dark woods to the left. Kalin took in a deep breath of cool night air, holding it for a few seconds before slowly letting it out as she opened her eyes. The path stretched out in front of her, lit at intervals by the campus lights. Almost there, she told herself. Just two more years of hard studying, and she’d have her degree. She could take care of her sister and parents. She tilted her head back, looking up at the stars. Even with the campus lighting, she could see more stars here in the mountains than at home in the city. She tugged her hoodie closer around her, swallowing her nerves. It wasn’t like they weren’t supposed to be out at night, but something about the quiet made her feel out of place.
By Phoenixica246 days ago in Fiction
Walking (Part 7)
When I got home, I changed out of my work clothes into jeans and a t-shirt, fed the cat, and set off for a walk by the river. The leaves were beginning to turn, and the dogwoods and Bradford pear trees looked like upside down ladies wearing red dresses in the sky. When I turned off of the road onto the path, the shade made it feel cooler, and the little patches of light coming down between the leaves of the trees were right pretty.
By Harper Lewis7 days ago in Fiction
