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The Supreme World Conqueror

Synopsis: The Supreme World Conqueror The story begins with Don Adraels, the youngest son of an Earl in the turbulent Helimdor Region, who, on his wedding night, awakens a dormant ancestral power known as the Black Flame. This volatile force grants him absolute will, strategic insight, and devastating magical abilities. With his fiery-haired bride, the powerful battle-mage Caria Thornf, at his side, Don embarks on a brutal campaign to consolidate power in the south, transforming their arranged marriage into a fearsome partnership forged in fire and power. Don's rise is swift and relentless. In a series of cunning military campaigns, he systematically defeats the rival earldoms of Helimdor, culminating in a decisive war against the ruthless Earl Ekarvel Tidor and his unseen, terrifying ally, the Pale Wraith. Don and his unified forces not only shatter Tidor’s legions and conquer his volcanic fortress of Emberstone, but they also find a way to break the Wraith’s mind-bending power, proving the Archduke's dominance over both flesh and spirit. With Helimdor unified, Don begins building his empire. He secures the allegiance of the south’s great houses—Griffor, Aetheria, and the vengeful remnants of Hailch—not just through conquest, but through a series of strategic marriages. Each of his queens—Caria (Consort of Flame), Callara (the Iron Queen of the Mountains), Marell (the serene Sky Weaver), and Serina (the Queen of Vengeance)—brings a unique power and loyalty forged in a unique intimacy with Don. Their diverse magical and martial abilities, amplified by his Black Flame, become the pillars of the new Obsidian Court. Don formally declares himself Archduke of Helimdor, establishing Emberstone as his capital and launching ambitious projects to build a self-sufficient dominion. He establishes a War Academy, a Grand Magisterium for arcane research, and, with the help of Lady Marell and Earl Dornel Hailch, forges a secret trade route to bypass the Crown’s royal blockade. This rapid ascent draws the jealous ire of Crown Prince Strelm, who orchestrates a shadow war from the capital, Erydon. He first sends a spy, who is covertly assassinated by Don's spymaster, Leinara Veyeb, now transformed into the chilling commander of the Black Blades. When a blockade fails, the Crown resorts to a new tactic: a highly public duel of honor. A renowned champion, Sir Gareth Solara from the noble House Solara, is sent to challenge Don's claim and legitimacy in single combat. Now, with the eyes of the entire kingdom upon him, the Archduke of Helimdor must prove that his power is a force of legitimacy, honor, and unstoppable will, ready to either be recognized as a sovereign ruler or plunge the kingdom into the massive civil war he has been building toward.
Adra_Las · 23.8K Views

A Perfect Bet Does Not Exist! [BL]

Kamakura Metropolitan University practically worships its resident bad‑boy brood: Akuma Takashi and his hand‑picked trio—Tomo Aizawa, Reiho Tsukishima, Itsuki Moriyama, and Takumi Kisaragi. Handsome, untouchable, and forever bored, they survive on one intoxicating pastime: reckless bets. The whole campus swoons over them, yet something about the quartet feels… off—too polished, too predatory, almost supernatural. It’s a sun‑soaked Thursday when trouble finds them. Akuma lounges in the cafeteria, annotation pen hovering over a battered paperback, when Tomo drops into the seat opposite, eyes gleaming. “Bro,” he drawls, “bet you can’t make the very next person through that door fall hopelessly in love with you.” The glass doors hiss. In walks Kaito Ishikawa—hood up, earbuds in, radiating I‑dare‑you apathy. Once upon a freshman year, he was Reiho’s favorite target; lockers, insults, sucker punches—Kaito endured them all with a single bored blink and a muttered expletive. Reiho flinches at the memory. “Bad call, Tomo. The guy’s got ice water for blood and a tongue like barbed wire.” Itsuki arches a brow; Takumi gives a low whistle. Tomo just smirks wider. Akuma snaps his book shut, eyes tracking Kaito’s deliberate stride. A lazy, dangerous smile curls across his lips. “Challenge accepted,” he murmurs— and in that heartbeat, the game is on. Akuma Takashi is the very definition of breathtaking. With white marble hair that dances with the wind and ocean-blue eyes that could drown you without warning, he’s the kind of beauty that makes people stop mid-step—and girls quite literally beg for his attention. He’s tall—like, stupidly tall—standing at a striking 180 cm, and he knows how to use every inch of it. And then there’s Kaito Ishikawa—just 165 cm of pure, concentrated menace. A short, sharp-tempered little villain, armed with jet-black hair, deep brown eyes, and zero tolerance for bullshit. He’s either buried in a book or glued to his phone, rarely acknowledges class, and yet… he’s always topping the academic charts. How? No one knows. Why? No one dares to ask. Frankly, no one cares—because Kaito doesn’t give a single damn about being understood. He’s chaos in a quiet package. And Akuma? He might be the only one insane enough to unwrap it.
mangobee_7 · 983 Views

HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.
Daniel_Frank_2299 · 11.3K Views

Wasteland Conqueror

Dom, a man in his mid-twenties, suddenly gets reincarnated into the harsh post-apocalyptic world of his favorite game series, Wastelander. With his previous life ended and his new one just beginning he needed a new goal to strive for, and so with an ambitious heart, he decided to pursue the monstrous goal of conquering the wasteland in its entirety that has been left scarred by atomic fire for some two centuries. On his journey through this new world, he’ll come face to face with all sorts of dangers ranging anywhere from mutants wanting to tear any human they come across to shreds for a quick meal to bandit clans that love to rape, pillage, and sell their victims into slavery. Despite those prevalent threats seeming dangerous enough to deter most from even attempting to set foot outside the confines of whatever safe haven they have, they're not even the worst of what he’ll come across in the pursuit of his goals. Dom’s quest will have him go toe to toe with the many powers that exist across the wasteland and their armies in his quest to one day conquer it. Will Dom achieve his dreams in this life or will he succumb to the many dangers that exist within the wasteland and beyond? | Other information | This is not a privilege novel and never will be. Other Tags: Relatively Ruthless MC, Faction Building, War, Aliens, Space Travel, Mutants, Robots, Exploration, Cannibals, Sex, Drugs, Slavery, Galactic Conquest, Cultivation, MC POV Only | Links | Discord Link: https://discord.gg/NP8e6CymdY Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/PowerArmorGuy
PowerArmorGuy · 493.8K Views

MMORPG: Conqueror Of The Arcana Dynasty

“I need to find my way out ASAP!” Unknown to him, Riyo Takahashi got transmigrated into the game he decided to play after being persuaded by his childhood friend. He was but an obsessive pro gamer who used to indulge himself in playing BR games—and was reluctant to try Arcana Dynasty Chronicles, an overhyped Virtual Reality MMORPG which became unimaginably popular after NxGEN Engine bought its right and ran on their servers. After being persuaded so long he decided to log in only to find himself stuck inside the game—or that was what he believed and sought his way out. Where in reality he got transmigrated into a unique in-game avatar with a title ‘The Fallen Heir’ and with an exclusive system that allowed him to wield extraordinary skills and abilities—and he could switch classes among the listed [Primary Classes] while equipping multiple [Secondary Classes]. Exploring countless mysteries, Dynastic Quests, Limited-time Events and unforeseen dungeon raids the virtual world had to offer, Riyo embarked on a journey with a new name, hoping he would meet his friends who were far ahead in the game. ❖❖❖❖❖❖ Note: This will be different than any typical MMORPG novels. The engagement of other players will be delayed until the end of the vol-1. If you wanna read this goddam book, I wish you best luck on Zanthrix’s Journey with boundless mysteries. Oh…by the way, here are few possible tags that will help what my book has to offer. ❖❖❖❖❖❖ Additional Tags: #LitRPG #FullDrive #Summoning #Beast Taming #Magic #Dragons #Elves #Demons #Spirits(Seraphylls) #Necromancy #Demons #Sorcerer #Spirit Beast Contract #Evolution #Angels #No Yuri #No NTR #Betrayal (Possibly) #Harem (Not Necessarily) #Dark (Not gonna happen soon) #R18 (Probably Not or maybe Yes) ❖❖❖❖❖❖ Last but not the least, if you have conversation with me (not on just this novel but on other stuffs as well) join my discord server as well: https://discord.gg/eh65svRfg8 I’ll be waitin’ for ya! ❖❖❖❖❖❖
El_Sandra · 86.2K Views

The Conqueror's Concubine: His Obessesion

He destroyed her kingdom. Now he wants her heart. Taken as a concubine by the ruthless King Malek—known for razing realms with his god-like powers—Seraya swore she’d never bow. But the more she resists, the more obsessed he becomes. In a palace of jealous rivals and deadly secrets, Seraya must survive his obsession, outwit his enemies… and guard her heart before it’s claimed completely. Because soon, she’ll discover exactly why they call him the Conqueror— and what becomes of those who dare to defy him. -Enemies to Lovers -Tyrant King x Captive Princess -Palace Intrigue -Soul-bonded Fates Teaser Preview: Seraya didn’t look back. King Malek watched her disappear beyond the hedges, striding away purposefully, not allowing her pride on full display. Interesting. He stood in the garden’s center, arms loosely folded, pulse annoyingly fast. A part of him—cold and calculating—should’ve left by now. Should’ve called a guard to escort her, reminded himself she was just another unwilling offering from a conquered land. But the rest of him, the darker, quieter part… was intrigued. She was different. Most women fell over themselves trying to please him. Some wept. Some flattered. Others performed needlessly grand gestures to gain his notice. But Seraya? She hid under tables and looked at him like he was something less than impressive. Like he was just another guard with nothing to offer her. It was maddening. And strangely refreshing. Malek sat back down on the same cushion she’d just vacated, still warm from her body, her scent lingering faintly—honeysuckle and sun-warmed linen. This, he thought. This is the scent that has been evading him the past few weeks. He’d gotten lingering traces of it at times when he’d enter a room, but it was always a ghost of a scent. At times it had lingered around that little red headed concubine, Jane or something. She was decent in bed, eager for sure. But not what he wanted. Lying in bed afterwards, her true scent came out—apples and ivy, and left him feeling empty. What had first intrigued him had been an illusion. But he knew it existed somewhere in the palace. He’d felt like a bloodhound the past few weeks searching for its true owner. Of course it belonged to the little vixen who has been avoiding the king like the plague. He took another deep inhale. His hand drifted to the spot where her fingers had curled into the edge of the cushion. He let out a breath and chuckled softly to himself. “You really don’t know, do you?” he murmured to the empty garden. She hadn’t recognized him. Not without the crown, the robes, the ring of soldiers and desperate concubines. And gods, that made it even better. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him without fear or flattery. She hadn’t lied to protect herself. She didn’t pander. She just was. Honest. Guarded, yes, but there had been a spark behind her eyes. A fire buried beneath the survival instincts. He’d seen it. Felt it. She hated him. And it thrilled him. He leaned his head back against the stone wall and closed his eyes, letting the filtered sunlight wash over his face. This garden had always been a quiet place, but now it felt… alive. Perhaps because for once, he didn’t have to be the king. He could be Lex—just a man in training clothes. Just a shadow on the edge of her world. And she had let him in, just a little. “She thinks I’m charming,” he mused aloud, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Poor girl.” He wouldn’t reveal himself yet. No, not until she was well and truly tangled. Until she wanted him—and hated herself for it. Until she looked at Lex the way all the others looked at Malek… and realized too late that they were the same man. But it wouldn’t be easy. She was flame wrapped in thorns. And if he reached too fast, too hard, she’d cut him before she burned him. He liked that. He hadn't meant to linger. A quiet moment int he library-that's all he wanted. But instead he found something better than peace. A challenge.
PennyRose · 17.7K Views
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