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The Alpha's Blind Fate

[Warning: Contains Mature Content] "Beware of the tongue of a wicked woman. For it may tell a lie that would slay the world." Eighteen-Year-old rejected, wolfless and blind Zina is summoned to the capital to tell a vision for the ruthless and feared Alpha King of the North notoriously known as ‘The King Who Crowned Himself’. The result of Zina’s ‘false’ vision has the Alpha Prince and future Alpha Supreme, Daemon, banished from the capital to fight wars at the borders where only death awaits him in the hands of the famed Arising Rogues, and the even more famed Deformed. But Daemon survives fire, blood and claw, and not only does he survive, but six years later, he is back as Alpha Supreme, driven by vengeance against those who brought him down. Starting from his cunny siblings, to the eighteen-year old girl now twenty-four who spelt his destiny with just mere words, Daemon vows to leave no one unscathed. However Zina is well aware of her own treachery. Now the Theta to the same powerful werewolf house she told the dangerous lie against, and having tasted the bitter pill of betrayal from the very people she told the dangerous lie for, she is unwilling to resign to her fate just yet. But how do you melt the heart of a man that you once ruined? And how do you destroy a woman loved by all the common people, and perhaps, even the gods? Daemon will learn the hard way that not all vengeance can be taken, and not all debts can be collected. Secrets abound, the Deformed Werewolves are set to rise, and a rare chance at second mating befalls the two most unusual people. And now, one thing has become for sure—Daemon must first defeat the enemy outside, before he can truly confront her, who has become the enemy of his heart. **** Zina's back pressed against the wall as a taut body pinned her, their warmth mingling together. Four years of deadly anticipation had culminated into that very moment. His whispers caressed her ear, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the chill in the air down her spine. “Since you see visions so well, tell me Theta of my house, do you see the day you will die?” His breath ghosted over her skin, reminding her of a debt to be collected. Swallowing and maintaining a tight grip on her staff despite the body that burned against hers, she answered firmly. “I am afraid the gods haven’t shown me yet.” The man over her smiled shrewdly. His lips grazed her ear, his hot breath sending waves of sensation. “I believe in all of the names I have been called, one of them is god. So let me tell you that which you do not know… “…today is the day you will die.”
JaneSmitten · 550K Views

BIRTH OF THE DEVILISH CEO:SO WHAT IF I'M A LADY?

[Check out my new novel, "MAFIA’S BETRAYED BRIDE"] .. [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] She is the baddest woman on the planet. People dare not say her name, due to her ruthless reputation as a CEO for taking down companies with no mercy. She is the most dreaded person in town, no one dares to offend her and go unscathed. Some people call her, "Cold-blooded Witch", while others call her the, "Demoness". " So what if I don't have friends? I have one and I am satisfied with that." "To hell with my extended family who are hungry for power. Since they choose to abandon me first I don't give a damn about them," "F*ck any man who thinks that I am an easy targets for ridicule? I am more than a man myself," Lie Ruge said with fierceness, panting heavily. This is the story about a girl who wanted to be loved and cherished even after the terrible ordeal she went through as a child. Her mother was murdered in her presence when she was just ten years old. After completing her high school, she was sent to a school which was the best school in the World.The funniest thing was that no one really knows anything about this particular school.There, she acquired the best martial arts skills, she was second to none. People of the underworld call her "LADY BOSS." She was the most beautiful and dreadful woman that any man has ever set their eyes on. She was ruthless to her enemies but what will happen when she later falls in love with a man who will bring so much laughter and brightness into her dark world? --------- Other books by author; 1) Fallen In Love: The CEO Who Tamed Me (Completed) 2) Rebirth Of The Evil Vampire Princess (Completed) 3) Mission XX: Seducing The Great Seducer (Completed) 4) BEDDING MY VAMPIRE MATE (Ongoing) 5) Vampire's Untamed Desires (Ongoing) I just created a Facebook page, please take time to check it out. This is the link: https://www.facebook.com/Flabbergasted-Dynasty-112153860550735/ Instagram: @flabbergasted2155 Let's talk on discord about what you like and what you dislike. This is my discord server's ID: https://discord.gg/NSA3qrP DISCLAIMER: Cover art is not mine, credit goes to the original artist.
Flabbergasted · 3.7M Views

Legends of the Ancient Demons and Gods

In the world of hunters, dungeons, and towers, Long Zhen is considered to be useless. While his elder brother and sister began cultivating their Qi at the age of five and are regarded as very talented with promising futures, Long Zhen still cannot sense the Qi around him at the same age. In this world, only those with rare and extraordinary talents can sense the QI around them at a young age, before their profession awakens. When Long Zhen was five years old, he and his family were involved in a tragic accident. Despite suffering the most injuries, Long Zhen's family members, who were largely unscathed, were prioritized by doctors and other rescue personnel. Long Zhen had a broken arm and a bruised face, marked by shattered glasses. As he fought for his life, only one doctor was available to administer treatment, but the resources and manpower at the hospital were insufficient. Tragically, Long Zhen did not survive. When his brother and sister learned of his death, they began to cry and regret not able to save long zhen. Suddenly, in front of the doctors and his older siblings eyes, Long Zhen's body miraculously healed. His arm appeared unbroken, and his face was clear, without any trace of the injuries he had sustained in the accident. When Long Zhen woke up, he heard a robotic voice in his head and then realized he had a system. Long Zhen was very confused and shocked because, without awakening a profession, no one could have a system. What is the cause of the accident, what is the origin of the system, and how can Long Zhen become a hunter? No, can Long Zhen become a God? Please read my novel. I know my English is not good; please give me some guidance on how I can improve myself. NO HAREM
Goviel · 10.4K Views

My Villainous Mother is the Feared Lord Fiancée.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, especially when that woman was a mother. Lady Lucinda would do just about anything to keep her adorable little boy out of the clutches of her ex fiance; his apparent father, so it was no suprise when she signed the contract offered by the most feared Lord of their continent . The man rumored to have killed every fiancee sent his way. It takes a devil to know another as she wasn’t surrounded by good rumors either. A witch, a venomous bitch, two faced hag— what names hasn’t she been called . But Lucinda was willing to walk through hell itself if it meant to keep her precious son with her. So signing a contract with the Evil Lord was nothing especially when she already danced with the rumored devil. Fighting through the dictation of society views of being a single mother wasn’t easy, but she now has the alliance of the infamous evil lord . On her journey of vengeance she realized she would not just be fighting the battle of a single mother but the disgusting views imposed on women and the way they should appear. Coupled with fending off her white loctus of a step sis. When their time spent together rekindle the flames of her secret passion stolen by her detrimental family, she just about realize, why not have her revenge in style. even if she has to claw her way to the top of the fashion world, she would drag her hopes and dreams harbored by her child self. Secrets of the past threatened to swallow them all and when enemies from both side bring dangers to her facade of a small happy family. Would she be able to fight the tides of conflict unscathered and will she realized that just maybe her relationship of convenience wasn’t a facade after all... Lady Lucinda: “I don’t know if i should kiss you or stab you”. Lord Silas: “Why not both. The pain adds to the pleasure deliciously”. What to expect; A cute conniving boy child. A villainous mother. A psychopathic Lord. Face slapping, drama, sweet moments, mature content both intimately and gruesome. And so much more. The bookcover art does not belong to me. credit goes to the real owner.
VickyWinter · 296.3K Views

The Rise ofThe Absolute

In a universe where transmigrators twirl like puppets on a celestial stage, Nael Supremium rises as an enigma—a force the gods hesitate to name. His soul, an abyss that swallows reality itself, lies bound, sealed alongside his essence, to restrain a body barely capable of containing such vastness. A Supreme Nephilim, born from the collision of divine and demonic realms, he wields a power so immense that the golden grasp of transmigrators crumbles like sandcastles in his presence. Yet Nael is not unscathed. He bleeds, stumbles, and carries the dark echoes of a blazing past—a third of the Earth reduced to ashes by his own hand. His oath, though unspoken, stands unwavering: no one will bend him. Challenge him, and the silence of the void will be your only answer. Hidden among mortals by Celestia Supremium, the sovereign of Space-Time and Light, he conceals the Giver’s Physique—a gift that transforms intimacy into divine strength, yet to him, it is nothing but a burden. Disguised as a failure beneath the piercing gaze of Elowen, the cryptic Mother of Fates, Nael dwells in obscurity while his sister, Anael Supremium, spins schemes that threaten to fracture entire worlds. Kaelan, a shrewd half-breed who wields emotions like a blade, remains his sole tether of trust. But for how long? The Giver’s Physique draws insatiable gods, and the NTRaders—vultures who prey on others’ bonds—circle like a relentless scourge, while Nael’s past murmurs truths he longs to bury. He seeks neither salvation nor ruin. His struggle is to cage the monster he once was. But if cornered, he will reveal that even hell pales in sanctity beside him. The Rise to the Absolute weaves a saga of power and redemption, where each step Nael takes might either exalt the cosmos or plunge it into shadow. “A god? A demon? A myth? Or a Supremium! Beware what you desire.” — Nael Supremium
NaelSupremium · 41.6K Views

Æthereal Archives

"Archiving otherwise lost data on them tends to be beneficial in the long term. Not just for me, but for them as well, once they're ready to take it all in from an external perspective. They are not ready. As for me, well, it feels like I always have been, for better or worse. It is impossible to go back for all of us, and with that damning understanding comes a different kind of acceptance that I never imagined that I would achieve. It was bittersweet at first, but with this newfound meaning, I keep myself busy recording what was left behind, and what has yet to come as we tread closer. Infinite paths are carved to reach the same destination, that much I understand now. None are left unscathed, or without fatigue at the very least. To what end, you ask? Well, interpretations have been made along the way, many are just to get to the next milestone. Where one ends, or is rendered obsolete, another comes to light, and perhaps another, depending on how far you walk, and how much further you are willing to go. It pushes us down from our subconscious, offering a taste of what lies ahead. I don't think we are as separate from one another as we always tend to imagine, or from our environment, for that matter. As I read back and reflect, all I can say is that the destination is way beyond how far a single perspective can walk all at once. At least, for now, especially if it is traveled alone. So many paths have become intertwined, however, as we draw ever closer to that sweet, absolute end to all of our journeys, to which we can reflect and simply offer nothing more than a hearty chuckle. We are but buds, carving our way to the surface to take in the sunlight as both a collective and as individuals. For you, the reader of our endeavors, I offer side stories, for lack of a better term, while I compile and develop the main sagas of our collection. It will be fun to express who we once were, and who we will become. Reflect on us, from start to finish, and do enjoy."
Chompa1000 · 17.7K Views

A Courtyard of Roses

Gifted a candle that was said to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it to find herself awake in a different world. She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was no longer in the 21st century and was instead lost in the middle of the Kingdom of Gladiolum, a place reminiscent of the 1800s. With luck, she soon gained connections to the rich and powerful of this new world— the nobility. However, how much of it was good and how much of it would eventually be detrimental? After all, mingling with royals not only meant extravagance and daily parties. It also meant warfare and death. Caught in the middle of the two princes and other nobles, Alice would soon have to face the battle between those two royal brothers― a fight for the throne. She had wished for adventure, after all, and she received just as such. Kept in the center of all this, would Alice be able to emerge from the rabbit hole unscathed? Or will the overwhelming troubles of love and war be too much for her to bear? *** “And what if you, too, are unable to help?” Alice threw the question back. “What if helping would risk everything?” Spade didn’t miss a beat. “You are everything.” “Don’t say things that you don’t mean,” Alice chided. “You’ll leave a trail of broken hearts.” “And would you believe me if I say that I have no intention of breaking yours?” Spade countered. “However, mine is yours to play with. Shatter it, fix it, do anything you desire. As long as it feels the warmth of your hand, I am content.” *** Image used in cover not mine.
twelvewstars · 428.3K Views

The Hollow Fang

In a world shattered by the eternal war between vampires and werewolves, Lira Voss a sharp-witted, jaded bartender with no memory of her past discovers she is anything but ordinary. A werewolf attack leaves her unscathed. A vampire’s bite fails to mark her skin. Now, both species want her for one reason: her blood holds the power to cure lycanthropy or strip vampires of their immortality. Kidnapped by Selene Dracul, the ruthless vampire queen who rules the nocturnal cities, Lira learns the truth Selene wants to weaponize her blood to erase the werewolf clans. But the werewolf king, Kael Thorn, sees her as a threat that must be eliminated. As Lira’s fragmented memories resurface visions of a silver-eyed woman and a childhood spent in hiding—she uncovers an even darker truth: she is Selene’s daughter, hidden away to prevent a prophecy that foretold she would destroy the vampire throne. Hunted from both sides, Lira allies with Ryen, Kael’s disillusioned beta wolf and a former scientist, who believes her blood could save his kind from their savage transformations. But as their uneasy partnership deepens into something forbidden, Lira’s experiments awaken latent vampiric traits, transforming her into a hybrid neither species understands. When Selene launches a catastrophic assault on Kael’s stronghold, Lira must make an impossible choice. To end the war, she must infiltrate Selene’s court and drink from the Hollow Fang—a cursed chalice that could amplify her power or erase her humanity entirely. But in the final battle, Lira unearths the greatest betrayal of all: the prophecy was a lie, fabricated by her long-dead vampire father, who manipulated both species to orchestrate her birth as a weapon. Now, with the fate of two warring races in her hands, Lira must decide—become the queen her mother demands, the savior the werewolves need, or something neither side is prepared for.
Kalthum · 10.1K Views

The Apostle of Insanity

WSA 2025 PARTICIPATION!!! --- Ahhh… The beauty of the fall. The despair. The screams. The betrayals. This is what fuels Azarel Valcis, and me—oh, me—in this reincarnated body, I'm here to revel in every single moment! I’m not here to survive or play the hero, no, no, no… I’m here to break, to manipulate, to laugh at the chaos I sow around me. This world is mine! Azarel, once a mere puppet sacrificed, now has a puppet master far more… entertaining. And guess what? It’s not death that scares me. Oh no. It’s the unbearable boredom of a life without thrills! Manipulating fools, toying with their petty ambitions, ripping their dreams to shreds—all of it for my amusement. Why not? Why be shackled by the stupid rules of morality when I can shatter it all? And their magic, their so-called invincible powers? Ha! I’ll twist them, bend them, break them as I see fit. All to test the limits, to see how far I can push them before they collapse, before their hopes crumble into dust beneath my feet. Look at them run, these pathetic fools. Do they think they can stop me? Control me? Suffering? Blood? Tears? Hah… Using them, pushing them to the edge, all of it is a delicious symphony, a grand opera of madness, and I am the sole conductor. Oh, and you, dear reader? Don’t think you’ll escape unscathed. With every page you turn, with every word, I drag you deeper into this vortex of depravity, betrayal, and morbid delight. This world is mine, and now you’re trapped with me, unable to escape this cruel theater where every act draws you closer to the abyss. Welcome to my game. Brace yourself, for there are no rules here. Only desire… and madness.
Luel · 6.7K Views

Dämmerwald

“They say the trees in Dämmerwald don’t grow— they remember.” —Old Schwarzwald Saying When seasoned survivalist Shawn Jilfer vanishes into the mist of Dämmerwald—a remote section of Germany’s Black Forest (Schwarzwald) famed for its dense, fog‑laden valleys and ancient pines—his final words broadcast live, “They’re watching us…,” send ripples of dread across the nation. Days later, Shawn reappears on a nation‑wide news channel, his eyes haunted and his lips sealed, fueling speculation and fear. To unravel the mystery, authorities deploy a specialized team—investigative reporters, folklorists, psychologists, and a detachment of Bundeswehr soldiers under administrative assistance protocols—tasked with ensuring the expedition’s safety and documenting every moment. Driven by equal parts skepticism and obsession, the group ventures into the forest’s labyrinthine depths, where moss‑draped ruins and winding trails seem to shift at will. Each step forward feels like trespassing into a living puzzle, as reality bends under the weight of ancient legends and unseen forces. Unsettling phenomena follow them—whispers echoing through the mist, flickers of movement at the edge of vision, and an uncanny stillness that falls like a shroud. “Do you hear that?” one soldier mutters, rifle trembling. “It’s coming from everywhere… and nowhere,” replies a reporter, her voice barely audible above the hush. “I swear I saw someone… behind the trees.” “There are no trees there anymore.” With trust fraying and time slipping away, the expedition must confront the forest’s deepest secrets—or risk becoming the next chapter in its legend. In Dämmerwald, nothing is as it seems, and the true horror may lie not in what stalks the shadows, but in what waits within ourselves. Only two of the sixty‑five returned. Neither unscathed. And neither willing to speak.
Truly_Inked · 1.6K Views
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