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Naked Violet

Defy The Alpha(s)

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all. *********** With a grin that made her uneasy, he handed the application to her. “Approve this one.” Principal Jameson’s curiosity got the better of her as she took the paper from him, her eyes scanning the text. Almost immediately, her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in disbelief. “What the...?” “It’s perfect, isn’t it?” Asher’s voice was almost gleeful. Fucking psychopath! Jameson could hardly believe what she was reading. “Mr. Nightshade, with all due respect, this applicant….this girl just admitted to—” She couldn’t even finish the sentence, still horrified at the explicit nature of the application. Taking a deep breath, she continued, “I’m sorry, but I cannot approve this.” “She’s issued me a challenge,” Archer said, a dark gleam in his eyes. “What?” “‘Wait till you see me in bed,’” he repeated the bold line from the application, his grin widening. “And I can’t wait to find out.” “Mr. Nightshade—” He stood up, cutting off her protest as he fixed her with an intense stare. “Approve the application. I won’t ask again.” Without waiting for her response, Asher strode out of the office, confident she would follow his orders. He always got what he wanted. Archer Nightshade walked down the hall, a spring in his step. For the first time in a long while, he felt alive, his blood pulsing with excitement. The other Cardinal Alphas had no idea what he was up to, but it would soon hit them. He’d just set the game in motion. And the target was Violet Purple. It was game on. Note : This is not your average werewolf story. Eveything you think you know about werewolves would be challenged in this book. And yes, it is reverse harem. Do give the book a try.
Glimmy · 1.1M Views

Semi-Immortal

In a world where immortality comes at a harrowing cost, those afflicted with the Semi-Immortal disorder walk a perilous path between life and death. Gifted by the Goddess Amritkala, these individuals cheat death but pay dearly—each resurrection scars their minds, bodies, and souls. Viewed as unnatural abominations by society, Semi-Immortals face prejudice and violence, their existence deemed a threat to the natural order. Leading the crusade against them is the Crossed Clan, a ruthless cult bent on eradicating these "parasites" with weapons designed to siphon their essence. In opposition stands the Whitehorse Agency, a covert organization offering sanctuary to Semi-Immortals, fighting to protect them from relentless persecution. Caught in the crossfire, the Semi-Immortals struggle to survive, their existence a battleground for humanity’s fear and morality. Among them is 19-year-old Ivianna (Ivy) Reyna, whose life has been marked by cruelty and betrayal. At 15, Ivy ended her life, only to be reborn as a Semi-Immortal, cursed to live on with a past that haunts her and a resurrection she never wanted. Her life changes when she meets Violet, a transgender girl whose own experiences with rejection and trauma mirror her own. Violet’s warmth and understanding become a lifeline for Ivy, offering her the connection she craves. As their bond grows, Ivy learns from the Whitehorse Agency that she is not just any Semi-Immortal but a rare Wildling, with powers tied to her death and childhood. This revelation thrusts Ivy into the heart of the conflict between the Crossed Clan and the Whitehorse Agency, forcing her to confront her identity and the responsibilities her powers demand. "Semi-Immortal" is a powerful tale of survival, identity, and the search for belonging in a world that fears what it cannot understand. It is a story of scars that never heal, bonds forged in the dark, and the courage it takes to face a broken world—and oneself.
Kiwiwaii · 4.8K Views

Mated to the Mad Lord

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'
Colorful_madness · 254.7K Views

BETWEEN THE HEAVENS AND THE AMBERS

The story follows a heart-wrenching encounter between the protagonist and her former lover, Travis, a man she once adored but who now appears unrecognizable. Set in a hospital run by the most notorious mafia, the protagonist confronts the reality of betrayal, unrequited love, and her broken life. Travis, once her gentle "pretty boy," is now transformed into Lord Morgan Travis, a sinister and emotionless mafia leader devoted to Violet, his wife. The protagonist struggles to reconcile this cold, menacing man with the kind, artistic friend she had loved deeply. As she processes the betrayal, she realizes their relationship was a façade—Travis never truly loved her, and she was just a pawn in a larger scheme involving her brother and the dangerous mafia world. Amidst her anguish, the protagonist admits a dark secret: she ordered an execution attempt on Violet. This revelation shatters any lingering connection between her and Travis, who reacts with fury. However, chaos erupts as Violet’s life hangs by a thread, her condition worsening due to insufficient medical resources. Realizing her place in Travis’ world was never genuine, the protagonist chooses to leave, running back to Julian, the man she ultimately sees as her true anchor despite their flawed relationship. The story ends on a note of despair and self-realization as the protagonist mourns her lost innocence and fractured self, seeking solace in the only semblance of stability she has left.
Sirajum_Munira_31 · 1.3K Views

Century Of Love [BL]

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]
NovaRei · 3.5K Views
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