Stike The Blood

Isabella Harper and Marco Rossi forged a love in secret while in Campus, rooftop whispers, indie riffs, and a heat that defied their worlds. It became official in a slow romantic night, the night before the day that would change their lives. The realization breaks them, their parents’ get married and the wedding binds them as step-siblings under Antonio Rossi, a mafia don Izzy hates and Marco secretly vows to destroy. Antonio’s iron rules ban their romance, a nosy housekeeper spies, and a brutal lesson in loyalty traps them in his grip. With feds circling Izzy and Vito dogging their steps, their love becomes a dangerous secret—one wrong move, and the blood tying them could be their end.

YOU EVER DELIVER PANEER TIKKA AND WAKE UP AS A F*CKING COSMIC TIME BOMB? Ashvael Raut was a nobody—just another poor bastard dodging potholes and police on Mumbai’s streets, delivering food and barely scraping by. His only goals? Feed his sister. Stay invisible. Die old. But fate had other plans—and it bit him in the f*cking neck. One wrong turn down a jungle highway, and Ash found a bleeding man lying in the middle of the road. No ID. No heartbeat. Just a stare that split reality in half… and teeth sharp enough to tear destiny apart. Since then? Sh*t’s broken. • The city glitches like a bad signal. • Dead languages pour from his mouth like venom. • Shadows whisper names even gods forgot. • And worst of all—Ash sees through the skin of the world… and it sees him back. What crawled inside him that night wasn’t human. It was ancient. It was hungry. And now it’s waking up. Secret cults want to gut him open and drink what’s inside. Government freakshows want to turn him into a weapon. And somewhere deep beneath the city—something older than gods is calling him by name. Ash didn’t ask for this. But if the world wants a monster? Then it’s time they f*cking met one. #MumbaiIsWatching #UrbanMythCore #YouAreTheCurse #GodsBleedToo #DeliveryBoyFromHell Side Effects May Include: Sudden memory loss, prophetic nightmares, spontaneous teleportation, and an uncontrollable urge to burn everything that breathes. Read at your own f*cking risk. "Some inherit thrones. Others inherit extinction." THERE WILL BE NO CHAPTER ON SUNDAY'S

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.

MY DEATH AND REGRET

When 21-year-old Tyler Graves is tying to help run their family's auto shop, they expect a quiet, hard-working life, until a mysterious briefcase arrives and everything changes. A mage-engineered artifact hidden within the case fuses with Tyler, awakening a dormant bloodline and granting him a strange, game-like System that begins transforming him into a creature of myth: a werewolf. But this transformation is anything but natural. It’s magical, engineered—and far more dangerous than anyone realizes. As Tyler struggles to control the beast growing inside him, he discovers a hidden world of supernatural factions, A vampire court, rogue hunters, ancient mage orders, and rival werewolf packs. Caught in the middle, Tyler must learn to master his new powers and navigate a world that wants him dead or worse, controlled and used to what end... With his brother Mason’s scientific mind trying to unravel the mystery behind Tyler’s transformation, and a deadly hunter named Selene beginning to question everything she’s been taught, the brothers are forced to confront not only monsters but long-buried family secrets that tie their blood to the origins of magic itself. In a world where power is earned through bloodshed, survival means more than brute strength. It means trust, sacrifice, and facing the part of yourself you fear the most.

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.

Ereshgal was born under omens—marked by the gods, worshipped by mortals, destined to rule. But even a crowned godling fears death. Desperate to escape his fate, he defies the divine and drinks from a power older than the heavens themselves—crimson, cursed, eternal. Now immortal, he walks through centuries haunted by blood, betrayal, and the price of what he’s become. This is the story of the first vampire. Of the king who chose damnation over death. And of the world that will burn because of him.

Rui is a fifteen year old highschool student, who after enduring years of bullying, is brought to the brink of death and left to die in an alleyway. That's when he meets Kana, the mysterious 500 year old vampire who appears almost like a guardian angel. He saves Rui and turns him into a fledlging vampire. But what seemed like a random act of kindness has turned into a sadistic relationship between master and dog. Rui now must learn to traverse the vampire world with his seemingly lazy yet dangerous new guardian who shrouds his past in secrets. Labeled as a Fool, Rui takes it as an insult, but it's actually the name given to vampires from a specific blood attribute. Among the vampire hirearchies structured in Suits like playing cards, Rui is a Fool. A rare and special Suit despited by vampire kind. Stuck between the boundaries of being a human and a vampire, he must now decide to retain his humanity or accept his new immortality, all while facing the dangers that comes from the shadowed world he was forced to become apart of.

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.

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?

This novel tells the story of a boy who lost everything—his village, his mother, his father, and everyone he ever loved. But death couldn’t take him. He was given the power to rise again. Gifted with dark magic, he now seeks revenge. His mission: to destroy the kingdom that took his family from him.

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. 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 Ardhana, and ruthless logic-machine Nayla Miarna 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?”

Blood Orange is about a noble woman named Seraphina who was wrongful accused for crimes she did not commit. Unable to prove her innocence the only thing she saw was death. and it came. but… After Seraphina woke up in her younger body in a different time the only thing that come to mind wasn’t running away and living a peaceful life away from everyone. No was of pure unholy revenge. this is the story of Burning One’s Revenge.

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.

In a world where nearly every human is born with a unique power known as an Aspect, society is divided between shining paragons known as Heroes—state-licensed protectors—and the shadows they try to suppress. Behind the glimmering lies a seething underworld: powerful gangs, rogue crews, and syndicates thriving in the cracks of law and morality.

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.

“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.

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!

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?

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?

“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.

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.”