Fantastic Beasts Percival Graves

After centuries of most demons being imprisoned by the " The Binder " and the end of the Age of Power .Kian, a seventeen-year-old young man, finds himself able to control a massive demon and harness it for his service, after his distinctive blood led him to become a sacrifice. When he thought he had finally saved his life, fate brings him to the royal court to find himself among demons of another kind, demons that revolve around the crown... and the crown only. Driven by interests, they weave conspiracies and deceptions. So what will his fate be when he is forced to become part of the game ? And is he the only one truly capable of controlling the demons ? And what will happen when the kingdoms of the entire continent are in conflict over this new power, racing to arm themselves with it and harness it to serve their own goals and objectives ?

...a school trip... a mysterious light... a fantasy world... monsters and magic... an introverted hero. A simple, familiar plot, with no surprises... and that's fine. No frills, just a classic isekai that ticks all the boxes, just to create clichés of the genre_where it can't. Kaito, a young adult otaku, our protagonist, refuses to play the role of the "typical hero." Armed with a keen critical sense, a wry humor, and a disturbing emotional distance, he explores this universe like a player, but gradually feels the weight of real relationships, real pain... and a past he keeps secret. Between slices of life, quiet quests, deep human connections, and reflections on the meaning of adventure, this story is less about conquering a world than about discovering oneself.

What would have been great

He’s cold. He’s cruel. And now… he’s her husband. When Lily's mother falls gravely ill, she makes the ultimate sacrifice: marrying a man she’s never met. Arthur Stark — the ruthless billionaire with a heart carved from ice and a past drenched in blood. He's feared in boardrooms and whispered about in the shadows of the mafia underworld. He’s also her mate. But Arthur Stark doesn’t touch anyone. Not with love. Not with desire. Not even her. And yet… when he leans in, muscles flexing beneath linen, the scent of rain and danger clinging to him — Lily’s breath catches. Her body betrays her. Her mind races with thoughts she never meant to think. He says he doesn’t want her. But monsters lie.

On her birthday, Lily loses everything — except her curiosity. Upon discovering a secret basement in her house, she finds something she never imagined: a forgotten machine... and perhaps the key to change her destiny. This story will also be published on RoyalRoad.com by the author Lu Kawang.

He was just a boy with a normal life—until the world shifted beneath his feet. One moment, he was heading out to meet his friends. The next, he awoke sealed inside a coffin, buried beneath earth that shouldn't exist and no clue where here is. Dragged from the grave by terrified strangers and left alone in a city where no one knows his name, he finds himself in a strange new world: medieval in stone but stitched with modern echoes. Magic hums in the air, technology runs on words, and strangers speak a tongue eerily familiar to his own. Hungry, homeless, and hunted by something he doesn’t yet understand, he begins to unravel the quiet horror sewn into this world—and into himself. Because the question isn’t how he got here. It’s why this world already had a grave prepared for him.

I am the Beast of Inevitability. I am the end you ignored until it was too late. The breath before the fall. The silence before extinction. I am the Living Calamity. Where I walk, cities fall silent. Where I gaze, stars flicker out. They called me a myth. A whisper passed from tongue to tongue in dying breaths. But I am no legend. I am the truth that gods fear in their final dreams. I am the Slayer of Aesir. I have shattered Yggdrasil’s roots, burned golden palaces with nothing but my rage. Odin wept. Thor screamed. Freya begged. None were spared. I am the Destroyer of Realms. Nine was not enough. I carved through dimensions, unmaking the fragile dreams of mortals and divine alike. Heaven closed its gates. Hell cowered behind its fire. You think you understand power? You think divinity shields you from fate? I am fate. I am the storm that follows prophecy. The war cry at the end of time. The last breath of every god who ever thought themselves eternal. I am Gerald Weston. And i am Ragnarok

"I'm not impressed." He said and Kalina guessed the laughter in his words. "Still." She returned, trying to match his amusement and completely failing. That man had a knack for annoying her, that was for sure. ¿Why? Kalina didn't know for sure. She felt a little stupid about the discovery, but there was something else. Something attracted her to him, that was undeniable.

In the Era of the Elementalists, a time when the world is shaped by those who wield the raw forces of nature itself. This era is defined by the mastery of fire, earth, wind, water, lightning, and even the rarest elements, harnessed not just for survival, but for dominance. Kai, a determined commoner, dreams of passing the Awakening Test and harnessing elemental powers to earn his place among the domain of Zephyron the Primordial who was the first to awaken. But when the test shatters his hopes, branding him powerless, he demands a second chance to prove himself and awaken. In an unprecedented decision, Aurora offers them a path never given before—a second chance through the Maze of Death, a legendary trial designed to break even the strongest souls. Against all odds, Kai survives, conquering the final trial, standing before the Celestial Gate once more—ready to step into the unknown, ready to claim what was once denied. But as he crosses the threshold—he dies. Death, however, is not the end—it is the beginning. Awakened by the Ancient Beast System, Kai is reborn, no longer a helpless commoner but something far more dangerous. With the primal power of legendary beasts coursing through him, he embarks on a path of blood and retribution, determined to bring down those who wronged him. His destiny is rewritten, and the world will soon tremble before the vengeance of the forsaken.

Ophelia had always been passionate about romance novels, especially those filled with charming and attractive young protagonists. Fascinated by a particular genre, she never imagined she would find herself living a story akin to the ones that captivated her. Transmigrated into a world where women are revered and polyandry is the norm, she awakens in the body of a magnificent snow wolf, abandoned in a vast flowered plain. As she embarks on a journey to understand this unexpected reality, Ophelia discovers friendship, love, and, above all, the true experience of being cherished.

Nathaniel "Nate" Graves, conocido en ciertos círculos sangrientos como "El Carnicero de Langley" o simplemente "Código 9", no quería volver. Tras ser quemado por la Sección Ómicron, una unidad gubernamental de "soluciones definitivas", su vida era humo barato y recuerdos peores que una resaca permanente. Pero cuando Vincent "El Cuervo" Crowe, un periodista de investigación con más enemigos que contactos (y eso es decir mucho), le suplica protección mientras intentan borrarlo del mapa por el "Expediente Cerberus", Nate sabe que su retiro se ha terminado. "¿Protegerte?", le espeta Nate, encendiendo un H. Upmann con manos que no tiemblan. "Cuervo, lo único que garantizo es que morirás cansado de correr." El Expediente Cerberus es una bomba: prueba la red de corrupción que une al Proyecto Sombras (asesinatos gubernamentales), Thorne Industries (explotación y contratos sucios), el violento Cártel de la Bahía (tráfico de todo lo imaginable) y policías y políticos hasta la médula podridos. Y el nombre de Nate está dentro, vinculado a la misión que lo convirtió en chivo expiario. Para limpiar su nombre (o vengarse con estilo), Nate necesita descifrar el Expediente y mantenerse vivo. Su único aliado estable es Vin, cuyo optimismo se limita a: "Buenas noticias, Carnicero: hoy solo nos quieren matar tres facciones distintas. ¡Progreso!". Pero la complicación tiene nombre, curvas y un juego peligroso: Seraphine Dubois, "El Ángel de Hierro". Esposa del magnate y político corrupto Darius Thorne, y amante de Nate. Su romance es pólvora mojada en whisky barato: pasión, celos tóxicos y la certeza de que ella comparte la cama de Thorne (y otros) para extraer secretos. "¿Te gusta mi vestido nuevo, querido?", le susurra Seraphine después de una cita con un juez comprado. "Es de seda italiana... y costó exactamente los detalles del próximo golpe de tu jefe contra los muelles. Una ganga, ¿no crees?" Nate lo sabe: Seraphine los usa a todos, y su información es un arma de doble filo. "Eres como un Upmann, Seraphine", le dice Nate en un raro momento de claridad. "Elegante, letal y condenadamente adictiva. Y sé que me matarás." Mientras la ciudad se desangra entre la codicia de Thorne, la brutalidad del Cártel de la Bahía liderado por Marta "La Dama" Rostova, la limpieza despiadada de Ómicron dirigida por el frío Director Vance ("El Archivista"), y la corrupción visceral del Comisionado Bell, Nate y Vin se adentran en el fango. Nate aplica su particular sentido del humor en medio del caos: "Disculpen el desorden", masculla después de dejar inconscientes a tres matones del Cártel en un club de striptease que sirve de fachada. "Pero su servicio al cliente era... mortalmente aburrido." Mientras Vin, revisando cámaras de seguridad hackeadas, comenta: "Mira el lado bueno, Código 9. Al menos la contaminación en el puerto oculta el olor a los que tú dejas atrás." La cacería es total. "La Jauría" de Ómicron, los sicarios del Cártel, los esbirros de Thorne y la policía corrupta de Bell quieren sus cabezas. Nate deberá usar cada gramo de su cerebro y cada gota de su brutal eficiencia para descifrar el Expediente, enfrentar la verdad sobre su pasado, decidir si Seraphine es su perdición o su salvación, y tal vez, solo tal vez, hacer justicia en una ciudad donde la corrupción es el único sistema que funciona. "Redención, Cuervo?", pregunta Nate mientras apunta a su siguiente objetivo, el humo de su Upmann dibujando una corona efímera sobre su cabeza. "Aquí lo único que se redime son las balas recicladas. Apunta y reza... o mejor, solo apunta." ¿Sobrevivirá Nate Graves lo suficiente para ver el Expediente Cerberus reventar en la cara de los poderosos? ¿O será solo otro nombre tachado en una lista interminable de bajas, fumando su último cigarrillo en el infierno que ayudó a crear? En esta ciudad, incluso la verdad huele a ceniza y tabaco caro... y tiene muy mal sentido del humor.

Vampire's and stuff. Main entries have chapter numbers. Short stories have the Blood Bites header.

"3, 2, 1… FIGHT!" the referee shouted. Both of the fighters threw punches at each other, and the crowd cheered. Benjo got hit, Chad got punched, and they just kept striking each other. In the video's of their previous fights they made me watch, they just wrestled and pinned each other, and it was boring. Chad got knocked to the ground and got up once more, then Benjo did the same. Mark and I watched in silence, closely. A lot of minutes later, both of the fighters ran out of breath and just stood meters away from each other, each taking a moment to catch their breath. Both of them really gave their all in the fight, they really showed how much they hate each other. The crowd grew silent, and I looked at Mark, "Damn, that was badass!" "Yeah, I agre-" "WHAT IS THAT!" someone shouted while Mark was talking. I look at the fighters, something glowing caught my eye. Their forearm to their fist, is glowing, glowing and blazing with yellow aura, yellow particles are coming out of the aura like a kindling fire. The crowd are in amazement, and I take a closer look. I saw a lion beside each of the fighters. Two lions, one lion beside Chad, and one lion beside Benjo. Both of the lion are growling at each other. Wait, a lion? When did it get there? There shouldn't be supposed to be lions around here.

What if you lay dying on a battlefield that determined the fate of humanity, only to die and be transmigrated six decades into the future in a random person's body? Victor, a champion who fought with the weight of creating a better future for the next generation, now has a chance at a new life far in the future after the battle that shook the human race against the Draks. However, with such a weak body and something strange within him, his life takes a turn upside down. "I risked my life for the pay, nothing else." With the newfound power he obtained, join Victor as he unsheathes the true monster that resides inside him—one that places a target on his back from both sides. ... [You have now received the Dark God's Blessings] .... [Bloodline of the three legendary beasts....]

He was a physicist from 2030. Now, he’s a seventeen-year-old cadet in a war-torn future, where humanity fights monsters from other dimensions. When Darian Vex is pulled into a catastrophic rift experiment, his body is destroyed but his consciousness survives, transmigrated into a brutal future Earth unified under a single military regime: The Federation. In this new era, children are trained from birth to kill dimensional beasts and awaken powerful companions known as Rift Beasts. These creatures evolve, bond, and grow stronger with their hosts, governed by a mysterious system of tiers, talents, and beast cores. But Darian knows nothing about beasts. Nothing about cultivation. Nothing about surviving. Until, during a desperate trial, he kills his first monster and forms a bond with something no system can classify: A Sovereign-grade Void Dragon, mistaken for a Rare-class serpent by Federation AI. Now, with power he barely understands, a system he doesn’t trust, and enemies rising all around him, Darian must navigate a world built on strength, secrets, and slaughter. He must train, evolve, and survive long enough to reach the stars because the beasts aren’t the only threat. Out there, in the void beyond the Rift, something far older is watching.

Questions that are answers and answers that are questions

Shelly is a 36 year old house wife who falls down the stairs of her townhouse and into a beast world. She is saved by a leopard named Parker and brought back to the leopard tribe. Parker is first entranced by her beauty, but he looses interest because she tells him she is infertile when he talks about making cubs. Parker brings Shelly to Dr. Harvey to see if he can cure her infertility. Harvey is interested in her because she knows about his “medicine” and she teaches him new cooking and health techniques. They go to the City of Beasts to avoid Curtis and meet Winston. When he is humiliated by the fox, Shelly openly expresses her interest and accepts him. She meets David the bear beastmen who looks like her husband when he offers her some honey bbq. The Ape King becomes suspicious of her when she reveals a prophecy about the City of Beasts destruction. Shelly introduces spa treatments to females and becomes very successful! I knew I shouldn’t carry things downstairs, but I was trying to clean quickly because we had company coming later that day. I was rushing while wearing my fuzzy socks and slipped on the carpeted stairs. I had fallen before, but not from this high up. I was dreading the bumpy landing with our TV and speakers at the bottom to break my fall, not to mention the glass coffee table. I was expecting to be heavily injured and just prayed I didn’t die. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the fall, but was surprised to land on dew covered grass instead. I opened my eyes and took in the plush forest around me. ‘I knew that fall would kill me one of these days!’ I thought to myself. I remember arguing with David, my husband about playing the speakers and TV at the base of the stairs for that exact reason, but our small living room didn’t have much space to put it after the giant L shaped couch took up half of the living room. Shocked, I was thinking, ‘ So this is not what I expected Heaven to look like!, Where are the clouds and pearly gates? Where are the angels? Maybe I just hit my head and am unconscious and this is all a dream?’ Looking around at the tallest trees I had ever seen, I decided this had to be a dream. I was brought back to focus when I heard wolves nearby! I got up and started to run away looking for a tree I might climb up. I was always good in gymnastics despite being overweight. My husband and I had recently started going on morning walks and exercising, but I hated running. Nothing is more motivating than a pack of hungry wolves chasing you. “This is not the way I wanted to die!” I yelled to no one in particular. I found a tree with a low enough branch for me to parkour my way up. The wolves circled the tree and were jumping almost high enough to get me. I tried to climb higher, but heard the branch start to creak. “Ahh, someone help me!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when one of the wolves almost got my foot. * This is a fan fiction based off of 'Beauty and the Beasts' by White-Headed Dream. I love the beast world novels and decided to write my own from my own life. I hope you like it, this is my first time writing for the competition. If you like it, please vote. And if you don’t like it, please find another book you like. No negative comments please, only positive ones. Thank you! Warning: Contains violence and some mature content.

In the Thalassa Kingdom, Grave 4897 holds a power sought by five realms, each willing to sacrifice everything. Elowen, reborn from hell, and Riven Brax, trapped in the Kaelith realm, fight their destinies. Issac prepares to sacrifice a newborn, while Dimriti awakens the Malice Bloom, unleashing a deadly plague. Students from the Ash, Stone, Scale, and Kaelith realms rush to stop it, confronting eleven sorcerers. But when Grave 4897 is activated, a generational curse is unleashed, changing everything forever—until the humans reach the grave to save their lives. Grave #4897 is a tale of magic, sacrifice, and curses that echo through generations____.

When Rose, Kayla, Caston, Marina, and Laura uncover a dark secret about their school, they embark on a thrilling journey to discover its eerie past. Built over an abandoned graveyard, the school hides centuries-old mysteries, whispers of unrest, and a chilling curse. As the teens dig deeper, their own secrets and rivalries threaten to tear the group apart—especially the simmering hatred between Caston and Kayla. But the further they venture into the haunted grounds, the more they realize that some truths were meant to stay buried. Will they uncover the graveyard’s secrets before it’s too late, or will they become part of its sinister history?

*_* This novel is not for those brain-rot hungry fools, nor for those who want an OP hero to massacre thousands of villains, it's just a simple story of an Indian boy, a boy who mourns his whole life. May I bless myself! *** "I sometimes wonder what life is. I feel trapped—caught in a loop, moving yet standing still. Like the relentless sun scorching the earth, or the fleeting coolness of rain that quickly fades away. I’ve loved with all my heart, but time never stops for me; it either rushes past or mocks me with its endless passing."

Two individuals held the same lowly station. Serena, a beggar orphaned and solitary, unexpectedly found kindness. A man took her in, becoming a father figure. One day, while purchasing provisions, Serena, amidst a throng, witnessed a horrifying spectacle: her adoptive father hanged alongside several knights. They had been accused of assaulting the princess, an act Serena knew her father, a beloved townsman, was incapable of committing. The princess, though weeping, displayed a peculiar, almost gleeful sorrow; her eyes glowed red. Disbelief consumed Serena. Her father's friends, however, believed in his innocence. They took Serena under their wing, offering her a position investigating the princess and the true perpetrators of the crime, fueling Serena's quest for vengeance. She became a spy, seeking justice for her adopted father's wrongful death.

In a world where your shot at fame and fortune depends on the awakening of your latent magical abilities, numbers are everything. Your Class? System? Chosen god? They’re all pieces of a puzzle conveying images of blood and death a thousand ways. But that’s life, ironically enough. And that blood, death, and experience is what comes from the modern heroes sacred duty. Explore Tangents. Kill monsters. Stop them from terraforming the Earth and everything else they’re attracted to— no matter how bizarre. Claude knows bizarre well. Living in the forests of New Gloria with his father gives him an upbringing unique from his classmates. In many ways he’s disconnected from the world of heroes. His near photographic memory of famous heroic events and tales of grandeur can’t change that fact. And no matter how many stories he reads, he can’t prepare himself for the truth of the heroes he’s confided in since boyhood and the monsters he’s feared since before then. As if he needed a more explicit showing, a strange and beautiful age old power is born again within him, twisting his very life into a tumultuous battle-heavy hunt of legend…. Fear twins. Embrace change. Prepare for war. Also the same story will be uploaded at Royal Road if you prefer that for reading!