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Devastated by the death of her destined mate and her family, Reana refused to choose another mate for three years. But with the council breathing down her neck, she had no other choice but to consider her options: Beta Ryan, the one who was chosen by the pack to become her second chance mate. But to everyone's surprise, she chose a servant, Ryder. The pack members and the council were livid. How could they bow to a servant turned Alpha? It was already enough that their Black Moon Pack was magnanimous to strays – in the past, giving them a home and work to help their living conditions, but now, one of such people would become their Alpha? Impossible! No way! What if Ryder was a spy? An enemy in disguise? Meanwhile, Ryder, the servant, was more than that. He was the feared and revered Alpha Snow of the Southern Islands - the dared-devil who was at war with the moon goddess for three lifetimes, just for Reana. And this lifetime, he was going all out, laying all his cards down. Who cares what he has to become just to claim his woman? Since Reana would not marry an Alpha from other packs, yet, was destined to become a Luna, then joining her pack as a 'pitiful' servant was his best bet. *** Reana's heart skipped a beat. There was something about the way Ryder said 'My Luna' that sent a shiver down her spine. The possessive undertone was unmistakable, and for a moment, Reana felt a flutter in her chest. She looked away, trying to compose herself. Perhaps, he didn't mean it that way, after all, he was the first to call her that. It was either 'Luna Reana' or plainly 'Luna.' With this conclusion, she turned back to him, her face cold and indifferent as usual, intending to respond. "You're my cho—" She stopped herself, her gaze drifting to the smudge of blood on his cheek. She didn't like the stain; it marred his handsome face like a drop of red ink on a white ceremonial dress. Without thinking, Reana reached out to clean the blood. As her hand made contact with his warm skin, a jolt of electricity coursed through her. Startled and about to withdraw her hand, Ryder suddenly leaned into her touch. Reana's heart skipped another beat. Ryder's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity. "Does My Luna find me worthy to become her chosen mate?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I think I have good qualities. I don't have a mate, nor have I ever touched any woman. I'm still a virgin…" *** Please, check the review and character profile first, then prologue chapter before you dive into the story. It's very, very important. More tags~ #Rebirth #Obsession

Haruma awakens in a world that isn’t his. The sky is wide, the moon is shattered, and his hands are stained with blood that is not his own. He remembers nothing — not how he arrived there, not who he used to be, only the pressure of a strange world crushing him. Magic pulses throughout the land with the cadence of a living being, warping the fabric of reality itself. Imperiums wax and wane in the hands of warlords who twist the covenants of reality. Cults speak of a goddess who spins the destiny of all things. And in the darkness, something much older awakens — a force that is not supposed to exist but lies in wait for him to recall. Haruma never wanted power. He never wanted war. But when the stars themselves bow before the commands of the strong, in pursuit of survival, strength means nothing—it means everything to resist. And whatever he decides to do or not to do, something awaits him on the other side of the Veil. And has been a long time coming

The cycle of life is not infinite—except, perhaps, for Elijah. At 122 years old, Elijah lived a long and successful life—until he woke up as someone entirely new. Now, an anomaly in a mysterious kingdom sustained by magic, he faces questions about his place in a world that doesn't defy the laws of nature, but take them to an entirely new level. For over six millennia, this isolated realm of 300,000 citizens has thrived, its survival bound to the magic that nurtures its air, water, and food. Yet, some whisper that a kingdom refusing to expand is doomed to fall. How, then, has this kingdom endured? As Elijah uncovers ancient secrets, dives into treacherous cave systems, and grapples with the fatal flaws of magic, he learns the truth about existence itself—forces that shaped the cosmos. New alliances rise to confront an ancient plague, and the kingdom's delicate balance teeters on the edge of collapse. In this world, the vibrant hues of freedom and potential are mere illusions, like sunlight filtered through stained glass. Elijah must decide whether to shatter the illusion—or embrace it. ———— This novel goes into great detail about the ways of the people and how it will differ from the suspected outside world. What seems like a population of people who do not have much knowledge, show how they found their way by “feeling”, or by anecdotal(personal) evidence. ---------- FYI: I am currently fixing the mistakes and grammatical errors within the early stages of the book. It's gonna take me a while as I am editing two per day while also writing one chapter each day, and editing the new chapters that I have written.

In a city where justice is sold to the highest bidder, one man refuses to stay buried. Vincent Kang was once a ghost—a retired soldier, erased from the books, forgotten by the system that used him. But when the shadows come knocking, and the ghosts of the past return with blood on their hands, Vincent does the unthinkable: he fights back. From back-alley ambushes to government conspiracies, Vincent is thrust into a web of corruption, betrayal, and buried truth. With only a rogue hacker and his instincts by his side, he infiltrates the very institutions that branded him disposable. They thought he was dead. They’ll wish he stayed that way. No Saints in the City is a cinematic action-thriller told in brutal, noir-stained chapters. Gritty action meets political intrigue in a slow-burning revenge story with echoes of The Bourne Identity, John Wick, and The Equalizer. No superpowers. No capes. Just one man against the system.

This is my third poetry to BFF, written on February 6th, 2024. You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream By: Amoureax Amant You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream, sea tide crashing on shore laid in sunbeam, shore sand kissing ocean waved on island, ocean turning orange orange-stained sand. You came like floating cloud aloft blue sea, watched turtles slept under coconut tree, with melody of birds came with sea tide, with reflection drifting toward shoreside. You went like falling rain aloft heaven, fluttered like morning dew dropped in ocean, vanished like foam of fish fluttered in air, like spray of sea blossomed fairer than fair. Perhaps you were mirage appeared garden, or else you were angel came back heaven.

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

In the glittering, snake-infested court of Ignis, where power was a double-edged sword and loyalty a rare gem, Selanthia Amaris Nyxveil stood as a legend cloaked in infamy. Known by many names—*The Hound of the Emperor*, **The Cursed Sword*, **The Witch of Nyxveil*, and *The Abandoned One*—she was a weapon forged by duty and sharpened by betrayal. For forty long years, she served as the Emperor’s blade, cutting down threats to the throne with ruthless precision. Yet, behind the cold steel and the icy gaze, Selanthia harbored no love for the crown or the vipers who surrounded it. She was a woman bound by fate, not choice. At 48, weary of the endless machinations of the court, Selanthia chose to retire. With no family to call her own, she left behind the gilded cage of Ignis for the simplicity of the countryside. Her dreams were modest: to bake sweet treats, tend to chickens, lose herself in books she’d never had time to read, and find solace in the quiet rhythm of church prayers. A peaceful, ordinary life—a stark contrast to the blood-stained path she had walked for decades. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just 28 hours into her newfound tranquility, Selanthia’s life was brutally cut short. Poisoned and attacked in the dead of night, she breathed her last beneath a cold, uncaring sky. Her final thoughts were not of vengeance or regret for the life she had led, but of the life she had never known. She wished for love, for a kind and handsome partner, for children whose laughter might have filled the void in her heart. She wished she had never taken up the sword, that she might have written a different ending to her tale. Yet, death was not the end. Selanthia awoke not in the afterlife but in a world both familiar and strange. Perched high in a cherry blossom tree, she was greeted by the voice of Rina, her long-dead confidante. Now, thrust into a bewildering new reality, Selanthia must unravel the threads of this strange second chance. Is this a cruel jest of the gods, a dream spun from her dying regrets, or something far more sinister? And why, of all people, THAT MAN—who disappeared without a word— is acting all weird? As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her, Selanthia finds herself caught in a web of mystery, romance, and perhaps, redemption. But in this enchanted new life, where nothing is as it seems, can she unravel the twist of life brought forward by THAT MAN? Or will the shadows of her past rise to claim her once more?

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

Matthew, a 25-year-old otaku, never imagined his obsession with fantasy worlds would turn into reality—until a fatal gas leak ended his life and transported him to another world. But this wasn’t the second chance he hoped for. Born as the illegitimate son of an affair, his very existence was a stain on his family’s honor, and his father relentlessly sought to kill him. Yet Matthew, now Claude, survived, again and again, driven by an unyielding will to live. Until one day he discovered his power darkness. Feared and reviled in this world, dark mages were hunted and burned alive. Knowing his gift could become his downfall, he trained in secret under Theo, his true father. When he turned sixteen, he, his mother, Dalia, and Theo planned their escape from the small town. But their attempt was thwarted by knights and clerics from the Promised Land. Though he narrowly escaped with his life, the cost was high—his family’s safety shattered. Wounded and desperate, Matthew fled to the fabled Elysian Plains, the last hope for those like him. However, just as they neared Elysium, Claude was struck down by the Saint—killed in an instant. Yet, against all odds, he lived again. The voice of the man before him confirmed it. “You are the descendant of the Lord of Calamity. I grant you this kingdom and the power to crush all who stand in your way.” The man’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Write your own bloody history, Claude. Until we meet again, I expect you to have conquered this world.” And with that, Claude awakened to a power beyond his imagination—the legendary system he had longed for. Yet, as he soon realized, it was no system at all. [Oh? So you expect me to be like the ones in your memories?] [A system that grants you quests and guides your hand?] [Very well.] [Welcome to the Elysium of Darkness System, Lord of Calamity.] A series of commands etched themselves into his mind, each word dripping with ominous purpose. [Your first quest has been issued.] [Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] In a world ruled by bloodlines and noble houses, Lucien, a boy from the modern world, is reincarnated into the body of Kitsaro Azrael Vaelthyr, the illegitimate son of Duke Zephiron Kael Vaelthyr, head of one of the most powerful aristocratic families. His mother, Sylvara Inari Vaelthyr, was a mysterious woman of common birth, who died in childbirth. The noble family despised him, treating him as an outcast and a stain upon their lineage. However, unbeknownst to them—and to Kitsaro himself—his mother carried the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Fox, a mythical creature of immense power and unparalleled cunning. This bloodline had once brought entire empires to their knees through manipulation, illusions, and untold supernatural abilities. It was said to have vanished a century ago… until now.

Born into a legendary bloodline, Ren Kuroshi was meant to wield the Eyes of Death—a power that could heal gods and conquer wars. Instead, he was cursed with Zone 0—powerless, worthless, a stain on his clan’s legacy. Years of relentless training led to nothing. One strike from his brother proved the truth—effort cannot defy fate. But Ren refuses to accept weakness. If the world won’t give him power, he’ll take it. Through blood and sacrifice, he calls upon the King of Hell—the source of his clan’s power. This is the beginning of something monstrous.

In a world where strength reigns supreme, Lin Shu walks a path paved with blood and ambition. Marked by ruthless determination, he seeks power above all else, casting aside weakness, mercy, and anything that stands in his way. His journey is one of endless trials, each battle shaping him into something more fearsome, more relentless. To him, domination is not a goal—it is the only path. His hands are stained with the lives of those who dared to cross him, his gaze cold and unreadable, reflecting the abyss he has embraced. He does not chase honor, nor does he care for bonds; all that matters is the ascent, no matter the cost. As he carves his way forward, leaving ruin in his wake, one question lingers: when power is all that remains, what will be left of the man who sought it?

[WSA ENTRY 2025] In a world where power reigns supreme, Zoey Monroe was born with nothing. Labeled "Mana-less" in a society of Hunters, she was the stain on the prestigious Monroe Family, a shame to one of Sunrow City's most powerful bloodlines. Ridiculed, ostracized, and treated as less than human, Zoey endured years of scorn. Until one day, at seventeen, she made a choice—to leave it all behind. Six months later, struggling to make ends meet in the city, Zoey’s life takes an unexpected turn. After another grueling day at work, she returns home, only to witness a dungeon rift tearing open behind her apartment. Drawn by curiosity—and the desperate hunger for change—she steps inside. But the dungeon is merciless. Death looms over her, suffocating, inevitable... until— [Enough Mana Has Been Accumulated!] [Error! A mysterious system has already been bound to the host. Adjusting...] [Ding! Installing the A Hundred Times System!] In an instant, Zoey's fate is rewritten. From outcast to overpowered, from weakling to warrior—the path to greatness has begun. This is her story.

[ WPC FEB 2024 ENTRY ] Hao Chen, a very handsome young man, doesn't have anything except his little sister. As he was walking home from where he worked, he suddenly had an accident. A car hit him while he was crossing a zebra crossing. But Hao Chen knows one thing, if it was a deliberate act, knows who is the mastermind behind all this. Unfortunately he couldn't do anything at that time, due to his serious injuries. His head was bleeding, and even his bones were broken. Because the blood continued to flow out, staining the surrounding streets. Hao Chen, he died. But he didn't realize that there was a light that witnessed everything, about his entire life and his memories. "What a poor mortal, let me, the God Emperor, Hao Tian, ​​help you avenge yourself!" A voice sounded from the surroundings, its tone was arrogant and filled with elegance. Suddenly the light began to enter the depths of Hao Chen's body, who was now dead. *** Watch on by reading the first chapter of this novel, the adventure that the god emperor will go through who returns as a mortal! Discord server: https://discord.com/invite/4yCzqTCUhp _________________ Others Tags: Evil MC, Cunning MC, NO YURI, NO NETORARE, ECCHI, HAREM, Mature, Adult, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal, Backdoor Sex, Beautiful Females, Dao Companions, Dual Cultivation, Netori, Dragons, Demons, Phoenix, Conflict, War, Overpowered, Genius, Wise, Campus, Teacher, Milf, Alchemy, Sister, Young & Mature, Young Girl, Mature Girl, R18, Smut, Ecchi, Blowjob, Titjob, Kiss, Romance, Fantasy, Gods, Immortals, AntiHero, Villain, Rise, Rise of The, Chaos, Mystery, Polygamy _________________ Daily Mission: 50 Powerstones: 1 Chapters Bonus! 100 Powerstones: More 2 Chapters! 50 Golden Tickets: 2 Chapters Bonus! 100 Golden Tickets: More 5 Chapters! _________________ Remember if the cover on this book is not mine!

A good brother was troubled by the need to break off a marriage engagement, After drinking, the young Marquis of Marquis Duanjing Residence, Yan Qing, was willing to take a stab for his good brother, "It's just a woman, right? I'll marry her!" When the alcohol wore off, he looked at Ling Hua who had come to find him— He regretted it so much his guts turned green! At the age of thirteen, Ling Hua struck the complaint drum to bring a lawsuit to the Emperor's attention, daring to risk her life by dragging down the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor's family from power, saving the entire Ling Family and thus making a name for herself in the Capital City. Three years later, she reorganized the Ling Family, firmly grasping it in her hands, leaving no one able to shake it. Every time Yan Qing mentioned her, he sighed with emotion, thankful he didn't marry this woman. —In the end, he married her! ------------------------ Yan Qing: A young man holding a grasp of the crisp breeze, intoxicating the verdant courtyard with the fragrance of orchids for miles Ling Hua: Stained by the color of Begonia from Qiyun Mountain, worthy of plucking a single bloom to hasten the adornment of makeup

The youngest and most feared admiral in world history—Ravien Duskbane. Renowned for his brilliance as much as his ruthlessness. To him, nothing matters except power, control, and victory. But one night, he falls asleep and never wakes up. At least, not in his own world. --- When I opened my eyes, I was in an unfamiliar room. The first thing I felt was discomfort. Luxurious silk sheets. Gold-embroidered mirrors. Heavy velvet curtains. But that wasn’t what truly unsettled me. There was a large mirror in the corner of the room. And the person staring back at me… wasn’t me. Long, blood-red hair. Eyes of the same hue. This wasn’t my body. At first, I thought it was a dream. There could be no other explanation. But then—pain. A sharp, stabbing agony piercing through my skull. And with it, memories that did not belong to me flooded my mind. The Pendragon family. Noble blood. Yet a child seen as nothing but a stain. Nameless. A half-blood. A forgotten existence. Discarded at birth. Banished to a distant land. Erased from history. By the time the pain subsided, I understood the truth. This was the world of a novel I used to read whenever I was bored. The Dark Lands. And me? I was a mere extra. A nameless shadow never even mentioned in the story. At first, I was calm. But soon, the very existence of this body made me sick. Not from anger. Not from weakness. But from the sheer revulsion of being trapped in a body that wasn’t mine. I reject this. This body does not belong to me. And I will never accept anything that isn’t mine. So I chose to die. Without hesitation, I moved. I drove my hand straight into my heart. But I didn’t die. My breath caught. I tried again. And again. Over and over. But every single time, my wounds healed. It didn’t take long to understand why. In this world, every person is born with a unique, unchanging Fate Ability. And this body's ability? "Flesh, Blood, and Bone." It regenerates endlessly. No matter how much I cut, slash, or tear myself apart—death is impossible. But there must be a way. Someone in this world must be able to kill me. And then, a name came to mind. The protagonist. Perhaps he could end me. Wait. No. I refuse to die like that. To perish at someone else's hands without a fight, without struggle… That is beneath me. I am not someone who sits around waiting for salvation. If I truly wish to die, then first, I must rise to the top. Dying without battling the strongest beings in this world would be a disgrace. So, I will start with power. First, this kingdom. Then the continent. Then the entire world. I will rule, conquer, and seize everything. If I can truly reach the peak—then the strongest will come for me. And only then will I find someone worthy enough to kill me. Could there be a more honorable death than that?

In the Kingdom of Stromspire, only the strongest warriors survive. Duke Vento, an unpredictable fighter, joins an elite training camp, eager to prove himself. Under the strict guidance of Stain Williams, Duke faces brutal challenges, including a duel that reveals the true power of Kendra energy. Alongside his friend Jack Orion, Duke pushes past his limits, training relentlessly. As they prepare for the next stage of their journey, one question remains-can Duke awaken his own Kendra energy and master its power?

"The wolf has three shadows—one to hunt, staining the earth with blood; one to lead, carrying the weight of a broken crown; and one to howl, whose madness will reshape the fate of the wild." —Unknown Lukas, a book-loving teenager from Earth, dies sacrificing himself to save others. His final act catches the attention of a powerful deity, who grants him a second chance—one he never asked for. Reborn as Zed, a nine-year-old noble who mysteriously fell into a coma a year ago, Lukas finds himself in an unfamiliar world steeped in Rhu, ancient conspiracies, and impending war. But this new life comes with ghosts of its own. The boy whose body he now inhabits died betrayed, his last thoughts consumed by a desperate plea to protect his elder sister. Haunted by lingering memories of that betrayal, Lukas vows to safeguard the family he never knew. Fate, however, has other plans. Gifted—or perhaps cursed—with the rare ability to split himself into three identical beings, Lukas at first believes this power is a blessing. But as each version of himself walks a different path, their experiences begin to shape them in unforeseen ways. As he delves deeper into the truth behind his reincarnation, Lukas realizes he is merely a piece in a far greater game—a struggle between warring factions, forgotten prophecies, and beings far beyond mortal understanding. Every choice he makes pulls him further into a web of deception and destiny, where loyalty is fragile, power is dangerous, and even his fractured selves may not be enough to survive what’s coming. Because in this world, even a second life does not guarantee a second chance.

In a world drenched in blood and darkness, Magnus is given a second chance at life—but survival comes at a steep price. Reincarnated into a brutal realm where every battle leaves its mark, Magnus awakens with a unique system that grants him the powers to conquer. Haunted by the echoes of a forgotten past and driven by a need to survive in a land torn apart by ruthless empires, gods and worse. In a realm where hope is as fleeting as stains on the battlefield, every step forward is a gamble against fate. --- Release schedule : 2 chapters a day

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Omegaverse## Kaelith thought his life was over when his machine blinked its last light, his step-sister’s novel still in his hands. Dying while reading a love story: wasn’t that just cruel irony? He never even had the chance to experience love himself. But death wasn’t the end—it was a reset. When Kael opened his eyes, he wasn’t in a hospital or some afterlife. He was inside the very book he had just finished, a world ruled by Alphas, where Omegas were expected to submit, and vampires lurked in the shadows of power. And him? He was a nobody. A character that wasn’t meant to exist. But worse than that, he was an Omega, born into a prestigious Alpha family that saw his existence as a stain. Hidden from the world by a father who refused to acknowledge him, protected only by a mother’s desperate pleas. Yet, unlike the character in the novel who lived in quiet submission, Kael refused to let this new life be another cage. He wanted to live. To experience everything he never could. So he went to college. He went to parties. He kissed a stranger at a club. That was his first mistake. Because that stranger? Leonhardt. A ruthless Alpha who never cared for Omegas until Kael’s scent shattered his world. Then came Veyron. The Chaos Bringer. A vampire minister who lived for centuries without temptation until Kael’s blood left him intoxicated and craving more. And lastly, Cauis. The sanctuary. A Beta who saw Kael for who he was, but loved him with conditions, and refused to let him go. Kael only wanted to have fun. To finally live. Instead, he found himself at the center of a dangerous game where love, obsession, and power blurred into one. And the scariest part? He didn’t know if he wanted to escape or to fall even deeper. — An Alpha. A Vampire. A Beta. Who would he choose? Would it be Leonhardt, the possessive Alpha who refuses to let him go? Veyron, the enigmatic vampire who tempts him with both danger and pleasure? Or Cauis, the only one who offers him a love with conditions? One heart. Three paths. Which one will he follow?

Vermilion Snow Amid the cold, unforgiving landscapes of war, two lives collide in the shadows of deception. She is Anya Blackwood, an elite British spy—trained to manipulate, infiltrate, and vanish without a trace. Her mission is clear: gather intelligence, expose weaknesses, and ensure victory for her country. But war has a way of blurring lines, and the moment she steps onto Russian soil, her path becomes entangled with the very enemy she is meant to destroy. He is a Russian soldier, bound by duty and discipline. His orders are simple: trust no one, eliminate threats without hesitation. But when a woman appears out of nowhere on a snowy battlefield, something about her feels... off. A civilian? A threat? A ghost from the enemy's side? He should turn her in, yet an inexplicable force holds him back. In a world where betrayal is inevitable, and trust is a luxury, they walk a razor’s edge between duty and desire. And when blood stains the snow, one question remains— Who will be the first to fall?

Three days before the engagement, Richard van der Woodsen abandoned Windsor Luna and flew to Paris, just to comfort his "depressed" white moonlight. That night, Manhattan's proudest rose was drunk in a top bar and stopped a passing financial tycoon: "Mr. Black, how about getting engaged to me?" The entire New York upper class knew that Richard was the weak spot of Miss Windsor. When everyone was waiting for this socialite to bow her head and admit her mistakes, she signed a prenuptial agreement in a low-key manner and became the legal wife of Leonardo Black. When they met again, the once arrogant Master van der Woodsen had lost his family inheritance. He blocked Luna on the terrace of the charity dinner, and his voice was hoarse: "I regret it, give me another..." Before he finished speaking, a bony hand had already embraced Luna's waist. Leonardo shook the champagne glass, his ice-blue eyes gleaming with coldness: "Sorry, my wife is allergic to cheap perfumes - especially those stained with other people's tears."

**CAUTION: CONTAINS ELEMENT OF TABOO, I Dreamed of Cultivation... and Got Homework Instead! “Ah, reincarnation into a xianxia world! Time to wield swords, shoot qi bullets, and become the overlord of the heavens!” At least, that’s what Lin Mao thought would happen. Instead, he woke up in a scholar’s robe, surrounded by ink-stained fingers and people debating... philosophy. “This isn’t the path to immortality! This is the path to finals!” Now Lin Mao has to navigate his life in the prestigious Sky Moon Sect, where flying on swords is nothing but a dream. The only thing flying is debates and enlightenment that comes from philosophy, not martial arts. Instead of fighting demonic beasts, he's fighting grumpy senior brothers, mysterious sect elders, and his master that has a.......long beard. “Who needs qi cultivation when you have the ‘Path of Society’? What does that even mean?! And why does everyone here hate jokes?!” Filled with nothing but Earth’s most degenerate novels, his unhinged personality, and his special ability to accidentally piss people off, Lin Mao is determined to shake up the scholar world. He might not be a cultivator, but who says he can’t make being a scholar legendary? “This isn’t the dream I signed up for, but whatever. If they are going to make me study, I’ll do it my way!” **** This novel will be story-focused, blending humor, character development, and world-building. However, it will also include R18 elements with detailed smut for those who enjoy a little spice in their story. You’ve been warned! *** [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Loli | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Bdsm | Fetish | Action | Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Comedy | Wise

In a night shrouded in darkness and chaos, a child witnesses the brutal murder of his father at the hands of a savage raider. Amidst the anguished cries of his tribe and the horrific scene unfolding around him, the child, filled with regret and a desperate desire to survive, confronts his father's killer using the weapon of vengeance. As he grapples with the overwhelming loss, he recalls his father's final words: "Live." Faced with a world rife with violence, degradation, and despair, the child resolves to forsake his name and embrace a darker path if it means survival. Commencing an unknown ritual he learned from some ancient scriptures, the child inadvertantly summons the God of Death, who appears amid a river of blood, offering the child with a twisted bargain: in exchange for his own life, the child must trade a soul of someone with his blood or died by his own hand. As the child succumbs to his newfound fate, he becomes a vessel for the God of Death’s ambitions. He awakens as a changed being, burdened by the weight of his choices and the realization that his path may lead to a future stained in blood. With the God of Death's mocking promise—“Let this world dye with Crimson”—the child, now without a name, sets off on a perilous journey to navigate the tumultuous landscape of his existence, where he must confront the nature of vengeance, survival, and what it truly means to live.

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

Kidnapped at birth, Cierra’s life was never meant to be ordinary. A single mistake—a child stolen in place of another—set off a chain of events that would shape her into something unrecognizable. Trapped in a world where betrayal lurked in every shadow, she became a pawn in a game she never agreed to play. Raised in captivity, controlled by unseen hands, and molded into a weapon, Cierra struggles to hold onto the fragments of her humanity. Blood stains her hands, but the desire to survive burns brighter than the darkness consuming her. Yet, even as she fights for freedom, powerful forces conspire to keep her caged—some seeking to use her, others desperate to possess her. When the truth of her stolen identity resurfaces, the line between ally and enemy blurs. Love and vengeance intertwine, forcing Cierra to make a choice: reclaim the life that was taken from her or embrace the monster they created. But the past does not let go so easily, and neither do the people who refuse to lose her. In a world where survival means sacrificing pieces of herself, will Cierra break free, or will she be forced to accept the fate others have written for her?

Saoirse Murphy works dough during the day and tends to injuries at night, trapped in a deteriorating bakery in Queens and burdened by her father's gambling debts. When he disappears, taking her life’s savings with him and selling her virginity to New York’s most dangerous crime lord, survival requires a harsh decision: yield to Diego Villanueva’s desires for three months or be sold to traffickers. Diego, a man shaped by ice and revenge, demands obedience, not the sharp-witted baker who contests his every directive. Blindsided by his opulent realm of tailored suits and blood-stained diamonds, Saoirse unveils secrets darker than her father's wrongdoings. Diego’s empire is on the brink of collapse, his adversaries closing in, and her defiance sparks a perilous game. As their confrontations escalate into reckless desire, she reveals the wounds beneath his brutality, and he discovers her resilience is a force that no restraint can suppress. However, allegiance comes at a cost. When her father reappears and Diego’s foes threaten their fragile bond, Saoirse must choose: escape with the fragments of her broken dreams or stand beside a man who consumes everything he encounters. Love is a formula for destruction. Or the sole ingredient that can redeem them both.

In a realm where gods rule over magic, the God of Tomes has fallen, not simply to destruction but also to a banishment that strips him of his divinity. Blood stains the weapon of his vanquisher, but the Council’s decree echoes louder—he is cast into the mortal realm, forever severed from his celestial home. Jien Losler, a young boy, struggles with a mysterious entity beyond his comprehension. He embarks on a perilous quest to understand a hidden past and a power greater than he can imagine. But in a world rife with secrets and magic, will Jien uncover the truth? As he seeks understanding, the lines between ally and enemy blur, leaving him to question not just his path, but the very nature of divinity itself. Interested in the discord? https://discord.gg/FxUAGcjHHt