Stike The Blood

In a world where life is just another pawn on a bloodstained board, Hermes rises—not for glory, but for vengeance. Betrayed and left with nothing but scars and silence, he returns to the shadows with one goal: purge the game from within. But this is no ordinary war. In a city where power wears suits and corruption hides behind luxury, every move is a calculation, every ally a risk. Beneath the neon lights and velvet masks, the true game is not won with bullets—but with strategy, sacrifice, and sheer will. As secrets unravel and enemies blur into allies, Hermes must answer the one question that haunts every master of the game: Who really controls the board? "Blood Chess" is a ruthless descent into the criminal underworld, where brilliance is a weapon and survival is checkmate. One wrong move, you lose everything. One perfect move, you own the board.

Ten years ago, Joseph Cassian was thrown into a maximum-security prison for crimes he didn’t commit framed by the very family whose blood runs through his veins. Now, at twenty-eight, he walks free into a world where the city’s mafia empires have mysteriously crumbled. Their leaders, slaughtered. Their empires, burned. All while Joseph sat in silence behind bars... no one can prove he did anything and yet it all happened as if he planned it. Was he just a wrongfully imprisoned scapegoat, a man who survived injustice? Or is he a mastermind a Don who orchestrated revenge so flawlessly that not even he had to lift a finger? Now that he’s free, Joseph stands at a crossroads. He can leave the blood behind, walk away from the ashes of an empire that once owned the city. Or he can claim what’s left of his legacy and become the very Don the world has feared all along.

With the last name on his revenge list crossed out, Oliver died. In a twist of fate, he found himself in the past, before the chain of events had even started. Given this second chance, his aim was clear: to do it all over again, but this time, better. He once again set out with his ability to control and store blood. Blood storage limit increase 2.5L to 5L 5 to 10 10 to 20 20 to 40 40 to 80 ..... 20,480 to 40,960 Hundred thousand, a Million, ten million, where exists the limit of his ability? How far can he go? How strong can he become? Who will he save? Who will he murder in cold blood? Let's see his journey. [ A/N: This is a modern fantasy novel that happens on a slightly more advanced parallel earth. There are connected other worlds, superhumans and special abilities in the novel. The main character is a villain who regresses to a time before he lost everything. The main character’s ability is blood manipulation, revival, blood storage, and infinite regeneration with blood.] --- As demons attacked the world, one of the most feared villains known to mankind escaped his prison. For the past decade, the high-security containment zone, "The Abyss," had held him captive. But recent demon attacks forced the transfer of essential prison personnel, weakening its security. Seizing this opportunity, Oliver Thorne escaped. Contrary to expectations, he displayed no anger, rage, or remorse, instead heading directly for the heart of the demon army. The blood of the fallen rose like a tsunami, merging with him as he flew across the sky. He reached the center of the demon army. Suddenly, the world turned crimson. An enormous energy wave tore through space and time, shredding the strongest demons into dust. More blood erupted, fueling further explosions. Until everything was reduced to dust. The crimson devil, the supposedly unkillable villain, finally perished. But, unknown to him, fate had other plans. After death, Oliver Thorne was sent to his teenage years. The time before he became a villain. What would he do with the unexpected second chance he received? Tags : Action, Adventure, Scheming Protagonist, Villainous Protagonist, Politics, War, Military, Otherworld, Portal, Monsters. Super power, Super heroes, Super villains.

kill him, someone please kill that monster! monster where’s the monster? wait hope you don’t mean me. I’m offended to call someone as handsome,smart and also handsome as me and yes i said handsome twice because important things need to be stated twice, can you believe the nerve of this guy he and his vampire buddies wanted me dead and when I killed them he has the nerve to call me a monster. The elders will come for your head my clan will come for you, ooh I hope so and don’t worry I’ll send them to you soon after all can’t have you getting lonely wherever you are going, why are you doing this, nothing personal just good old fashioned genocide with a side dish of revenge. And next time you go after a guy’s family make sure they are all dead okay time to die and tell the others down there to prepare a nice place for your clan members don’t worry about the cost in hell tell them Sinclair sent you. Sinclair no but you are supposed to be de..ad.

WARNING: DARK AND MATURE CONTENT. Readers discretion advised. Serena Alaric wanted nothing more than a quiet life, far from the shadows of her family’s dark past. But when masked enforcers storm her home and drag her into the clutches of the Council of Vitae, she learns her blood is the key to a deadly legacy she never asked for. Lucian Draven is the cold and ruthless leader of a powerful mafia syndicate, cursed to endure unimaginable pain. The Council claims Serena is his only salvation. Yet beneath the Council’s polished facade lies a web of lies, experiments, and betrayal that runs far deeper than either of them imagined. Forced into an uneasy alliance and given a time limit to produce an heir, Serena and Lucian must navigate a treacherous world of power and manipulation, where trust is a rare commodity. As they uncover the truth about the Council’s sinister plans, their hatred begins to give way to something unexpected—a bond forged in fire and blood. But with enemies closing in from all sides and time running out, Serena and Lucian must decide: will they fight their fates, or embrace the dangerous connection that could either save them, or destroy them both?

He ruled the night-cold, immortal, untouchable. She was the only light he ever loved. And the one he destroyed. Centuries ago, Lucien Moretti, vampire mafia king and heir to the Blood Court, chose power over love. He sacrificed her in a dark ritual meant to break an ancient curse-But instead, it bound their souls for eternity. Now, she walks the world again. Mortal. Reincarnated. Unaware. Living a quiet life behind sketchbooks and solitude-until one storm slick night outside a jazz bar, a stranger speaks her name before she ever gives it. Lucien is a man carved from shadows. Dark. Mysterious. Dangerous. And he looks at her like she's the last thing keeping him alive. She doesn't remember him. But he remembers everything. Until a single touch from a stranger awakens visions she can't explain. The past roars back: A crown set in flames. A wedding soaked in blood. A love that ended in betrayal... and fire. Every touch brings back fragments of a life she never lived. Every kiss resurrects a love that once killed them both. He's vowed to protect her this time, even if it means betraying his bloodline She's vowed to destroy him-without knowing why. But fate never forgets. And neither does vengeance. Because she wasn't just anyone. She was a queen once. And someone is determined to bury her again.

Micah you are playing with fire! She was just a farmer's daughter, living a simple life with her sister and her sick father. But everything changed overnight, her only source of living, her father's farm was forcefully seized by the king. Micah is forced to venture into the unknown, she has three days to see the king or her father's farm will be brought to ruins, but what happens when she is met with obstacles and ends up being with the one person she hates. One kingdom, five queens! Vicious concubines, royal rivals. Micah is forced to face all this when out of the blue she is told she has to get married to Ragaleon the king of Decreash. Now she has to learn how to be a queen, how to survive in a harem filled with women that would end her life just to sit beside Ragaleon, it's a bloody battle, but if royalty is not bloody, then what is?

“They didn’t just destroy my family… they tried to erase our name from the world itself. But blood remembers. And so will they.” Left for dead in the desolate wastes known as the Dusk Barrens, Aeron Draxel, the last surviving heir of a fallen noble bloodline, awakens inside a long-forgotten ruin. There, hidden beneath stone and silence, he discovers a sealed Spatial Kingdom, filled with ancient knowledge and the cultivation legacies of a forgotten God-tier expert. In a world where strength defines destiny, and betrayal flows deeper than loyalty, Aeron begins his journey from zero cultivation to building a mighty empire, crushing sects, outsmarting kingdoms, and awakening powers no one dared to touch. His goal is not just revenge. He will reshape the world that cast him aside. He will raise a kingdom from ash, forge legions from loyalty, and rise beyond the heavens—all with nothing but his broken body, a forbidden legacy, and a mind sharpened by hatred. Let the world learn: The strongest cultivator isn’t always born… sometimes, he’s made in blood.

Class XI-C is cursed. That’s what the whispers say. Students are vanishing. Names are being forgotten. Entire identities erased like they never existed. Teachers won’t talk. Parents pretend. And the school? The school just smiles. Vicki Arana wasn’t supposed to be special—just another teenager trying to survive high school without failing math or losing his mind. Unfortunately, he already failed the second one. Because something ancient lives inside him. An entity of war. Of oaths. Of blood. Its name is Avici Narak, and it whispers in forgotten tongues and drags nightmares into daylight. When the boundary between memory and reality starts to fracture, Vicki—along with his golden-retriever best friend Raka, and ruthless logic-machine Nayla—must unravel the truth behind the school’s hidden history, a growing pattern of disappearances, and a blood covenant that should have stayed buried. All while being stalked by forces older than the gods. There's a shadow that watches. A broker that knows too much. And an ancient name no one dares to say: Narakasura. The rules of existence are breaking. The pact is unraveling. And Vicki may not survive long enough to ask: “Whose name disappears next?”

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

Li Wuxian was born to rule, but on the eve of his coronation, everything was stolen. Once beloved by his stepmother more than her own son, Li Wuxian's brilliant mind and fearless heart made him both admired and feared in the royal court. But one bold decision changed everything: defending the woman he loved against a cruel injustice committed by the queen herself. Abandoned by the very mother who once adored him, Wuxian was dethroned and replaced by his stepbrother. To silence public outcry and seal the betrayal, a powerful forbidden spell was cast by his stepbrother, the mastermind behind their separation. He erased the memory of Li Wuxian from the world. Even from Li Wuxian himself. He awoke in the Outland, stripped of his identity and status, haunted by a single fragment of memory: a name that echoes through fire and thunder—Li Wuxian. With nothing but fragments of a forgotten past and the loyalty of one unlikely friend, Wuxian stumbles upon a dangerous opportunity. To return to the Inland, he must pass a brutal test set by the Demon Lord of the Southern Ridge, a former army commander who now deals with secret weapons, black market purchase and forbidden magic. There, Li Wuxian is introduced to the art of blood magic; a power outlawed by the kingdom, feared by every mage. But what begins as a desperate quest for identity soon awakens something deeper: a destiny soaked in blood, vengeance, and a crown once denied. The world may have forgotten Li Wuxian. But the Blood Magus will make sure they remember!

Two families. One street empire. And a legacy written in tire tracks and blood. For over a decade, the Reyes and Kurosawa families have ruled the city's underground racing world, locked in a bitter war after a legendary crash left one patriarch in a coma and the other with blood on his hands. Now the next generation takes the wheel— Axton Reyes, a sharp-tongued street tactician raised in the garage and the gutters. And Sora Kurosawa, a precision driver with nerves of steel and a code of honor. Their paths collide during a citywide racing circuit known as The Eclipse Run—the most brutal and unforgiving series of races ever held in the underworld. As old ghosts rear their heads and betrayal hits the throttle, Axton and Sora must decide: Will they finish the race as rivals… or destroy everything their families bled to build?

Tristan Bao is at the bottom of the barrel, broke, and stuck with a Spark so weak that he was disowned by his own father. But rent doesn't pay itself, and the only place that pays the best money is the Defenders. Life will be stuck in the Tower: a cursed labyrinth crawling with monsters, secrets, and power beyond belief. What should have been an easy E-rank run turns into a slaughter, and once the survivors leave, something comes out with them. He survived the Tower by pure chance, so what happens now? He was struck with such a harsh change to his body. How will he survive in this world now?

The King of Kingston , father of storms and steel is dying. The word rides salt winds and whisper smoke: his crown, his gold, his fleet of black-sailed ships, all free for the bold enough to claim them. he sends a message to his Four sons, four heirs, scattered by blood feuds and grudges older than their scars. Levi, who bends kingdoms like storms bend trees. Benjamin, who turned gutter thieves into silk-draped nobles. Esau, the ghost prince exiled to the sea’s edge. Aziz, rebel blade, the bastard who vowed never to bow. But blood means nothing when the throne promises everything. Two brothers already weigh blades in the dark, each willing to kill the rest to be crowned alone. Beyond the royal veins, worse shadows gather the warlords he once bribed and chained now circle Kingston’s dying heart, hungry to carve up his kingdom before his bones are cold. Power is Arcane-born, faith-forged and mercy is the first to drown. In the end, only one lion roars loud enough to rule.

A thousand years after the gods betrayed and fled this world, divine blood is forbidden to humans... But when an unknown young man appears bearing a divine seal in his veins, the Seven Kingdoms begin to fall one by one. Between an ancient prophecy, a throne fit only for a murderer, and a witch haunted by the voices of the dead, will Darien be the savior of humanity? Or will he lead them to their second doom?

Welcome to my story, My name is Clarke but people in my village call me Blood Reina. It means the savior. Long time ago my Father was one among the Five Immortal who died by the hands of the man Called Bratva. He came to my village (Out Post) and massacred people lots of them. And left a few of them to live by providing him. He has his men every corner in Out Post. Well I inherited my father’s powers and I team up with two of my friends and decided to them down one by one and lastly. We will kill Bratva. But I didn’t realize that what am dealing with is a huge problem. But in order to fight him I had to find more of his enemies, people who want him dead and join forces together.

“Some shadows are not cast by the absence of light… but by something deeper within.” In the depths of a world torn apart by bloodlines, madness, and silent wars, Kael was born without a legacy, without a name worth remembering, and without the right to dream. Raised in the forgotten layers of society, where weakness is a crime and silence is survival, he learned early that hope is a dangerous thing. But beneath the quiet, something stirs. Not a voice. Not a memory. Something else. Something watching him. Calling him. Something he cannot name—yet. As secrets unravel and unseen forces begin to circle, Kael finds himself entangled in threads far older and darker than he ever imagined: cults that twist the past, families that tear the earth to bury their sins, and whispers that follow him into sleep. This is not the story of a boy seeking power. It is the journey of someone standing on the edge—between sanity and the abyss, between what is expected… and what cannot be escaped. And with every step forward, the light fades… and the shadows grow.

The Kingdom of Cana was once known for being the bearers of magic. When those in power want more, they go to dark means to get it. Nobles are secretly creating a drug to heighten their magic powers, but when they start to use others' blood, it takes a turn. A bad batch called Sangra was given out to the addicted lower class. Loss of magical ability and a sun allergy were just a start of the side effects--they craved blood. Elfrea falls victim to being forced to drink the a vial of Sangra before being locked away. Centuries later Alea, a young witch, hides and steals to get by. For if witch hunters pick up on her trail it could be her end.

"Some assassins die in silence... But some leave behind an echo that never fades." In a world torn apart by war, seven mighty nations cling to power, their kings dripping in gold and blood. But beneath the surface of Veylorion, shadows stir — and a name long thought dead resurfaces: The Phantom. No one knows his face. No one has heard his voice. Only the trail of black feathers and corpses he leaves behind. But this is not his story... This is the story of the boy who follows that trail. A boy entangled in a legacy of blades, betrayal, and blood. A boy destined to uncover a secret that could collapse empires — or give birth to a war even the gods can't stop. As nations hunt the ghost of a killer, and allies turn to enemies, one truth becomes clear: > Legends don’t fade… they evolve.

He was only fifteen... Chained. Tortured. Beheaded before a crowd that cheered for his death. But death refused to hold him. Sirab — the boy they called a monster — rises again with blood in his hands and fire in his eyes. The nobles who destroyed his village… the army who burned his people… the princess who hunted for pleasure… they thought it was over. They were wrong. In a broken world ruled by dark empires, where power comes from sacrifice and only the rich deserve to live, one boy will break every chain with vengeance. He is no hero. He is no savior. > He is the Hunter.

In a world, where demons and beings of pure evil roam around. Eon on such an unfortunate day gets to meet a being which has made his right eyeball his home. He now has to navigate not only creatures of mass destruction but people in power who abuse the weak and ush them towards danger for their own profits. He has taken up the mantel of the demon hunter and with the being who lives in his eyeball he has to make tough choices and grow stronger to live in this cruel world.

Once there was a fairy about Blood Lotus. Every petals can grant power, but the cost of the power that granted is addiction of blood. Jin Hao the son of the village gardener. Jin hao helping his father planting the seeds but he saw something red aura from garden. Thats how Jin Hao's adventure begins.

He was born in silence. Raised in shadows. And now… they expect him to kneel. Kaelen never asked to be dragged into the kingdom’s blood-soaked palace. Born of a forbidden lineage, he spent his life far from the golden halls of nobles—until the death of a king changes everything. Summoned by a court that doesn’t recognize him, and hunted by siblings who want him dead, Kaelen finds himself surrounded by liars, killers, and crowns too heavy to wear. But he isn’t here to claim a throne. He’s here to survive it. In a world where power is inherited and names are everything, one nameless boy will become the most dangerous piece on the board. The court made a mistake. They should have killed him before he learned how to play.

Mahiru a Elite member of INTERNATIONAL GHOUL BURN UNIT(IGBU) branch Japan faced a tragic incident. A Former Anti-Ghoul member became the head of the GHOUL Clan to destroy the IGBU. In this world there is no Justice. Justice is just a banner used by powerful people. Mahiru faced tragic incidence in past also and promise himself to take revenge. In this journey he will become a ultimate superior. This Story Causes Extremely Violence, 18+ scenes. So make sure you are Prepare for it.

“He took everything from me then swore to protect me. I forgave him. But I never forgot.” Sereya Valtore was born a legacy heir to a blood-stained name and a crumbling empire. To save her family’s last breath, she’s forced into a political marriage with Kaelen Dravik, the cold and ruthless heir to the dynasty that destroyed hers. Their union is a truce. A power play. A prison wrapped in silk. But on their wedding night, her father is assassinated and Sereya is left in enemy territory with no one to trust and everything to lose. As betrayal bleeds through both houses, Sereya must navigate deadly alliances, hidden assassins, and the slow, suffocating pull of a husband who’s supposed to be her enemy but protects her like something precious. Kaelen is unreadable, calculated, lethal and yet in the dark, he begins to show her pieces of the man behind the title. She tries to resist. He doesn’t ask her to. And somewhere between vengeance and survival, hate starts to crack. But when Sereya uncovers the truth behind her father’s murder that it was Kaelen who gave the order she must make an impossible choice: Forgive the man she’s come to love or become the queen her enemies fear. In the end, she does both. Because love was never the goal. Power was. And when Kaelen finally lets his guard down, when he believes he’s won her heart for good… She pulls the trigger. “I forgave you,” she says. “But I never forgot.”

In this world where monsters roam-They were not born of nature, nor were they created by God. There is only one thing that is certain: The origin of every nightmare... was humanity. Jealousy. Desire. Arrogance. From these emotions, darkness took form, and monsters were born. But who truly created them? And why? This story does not begin with an answer-It begins with a single question. Guided by that question, Five strangers from different parts of the world set foot in Japan. They do not yet know. That nightmares beyond imagination await them there. And now, the curtain rises. A story of a silent hell-Where common sense and hope will be shattered.

MY DEATH AND REGRET