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Why Won'T My Pokemon Obey Me

Devil in disguise: Why can't you let me go?!

The forest had become Wanessa’s only refuge since the night her father cast her out. “You’re nothing but an omega now. Leave.” His words had echoed in her mind ever since, fueled by her stepsister’s lies and her pack’s betrayal. She’d been left to survive on scraps and the herbs she gathered, clinging to life on the edge of a world that no longer wanted her. Wanessa knelt in the damp earth, her hands trembling as she tore bluebells from the soil. The whispers of the forest were louder tonight, unnatural, like voices carried on the wind. “…White Knight…” “…unstoppable… hunting his Luna…” “…death follows him…” The White Knight. Everyone feared the alpha with molten silver eyes, a predator hunting his destined mate. But Wanessa had no time for legends. She needed these herbs to survive. A branch snapped behind her. Wanessa spun, clutching her blade. The moonlight revealed a figure slumped against a tree, his armor gleaming like liquid moonlight, smeared with blood. Her breath hitched. It was him. The White Knight’s silver eyes flickered open, locking onto hers. "Help me." He gasped. Every instinct screamed to run, but her feet wouldn’t obey. She dropped beside him, her hands working to bind his wounds before she could stop herself. "Why?" He muttered, his grip tightening on her wrist. 'Why would you help me?" She had no answer. When she stood to leave, his hand shot out again, his voice low and determined. You. You’re my Luna."He said. "You’re mistaken."She whispered. "I never forget what’s mine."He said. Panic surged, and she fled into the forest, but her mind reeled with a buried memory, silver eyes, staring at her from another time, another life. Will white knight alpha be able to find her again? Will she have her revenge? Can his possessive side give them their happy ending?
Ketu_Moon · 616 Views

The Hero Won't Let Me Transmigrate in Peace [Dark Bl]

Liam never asked for this—an endless cycle of death and rebirth, forced to inhabit the bodies of minor tyrants destined to fall. Each new world plunges him deeper into horror: haunted manors, zombie apocalypse, cursed kingdoms, and more. Survival is a fleeting hope as the so-called "hero" always looms near, ready to deliver justice. But the hero is no savior. Beneath their righteous facade lies an unsettling obsession with Liam, one that grows darker with each reincarnation. Memories resurface, their bond twisting into something unrelenting and consuming. The hero will stop at nothing to claim Liam—no matter the cost. And Liam is changing too. Once desperate to escape, he begins to blur the line between victim and villain. Liam isn’t the villain here. But when you’re stuck in this sick game, sometimes the line between good and evil blurs, and Liam’s starting to wonder which side he’s even on anymore. He becomes a killer—not by nature, but by necessity. Each act chips away at his humanity, pulling him further into the darkness he never wanted. As Liam uncovers the secrets behind these twisted worlds, his strength grows, but so does the hero's. The bond between them deepens, a strange pull that neither can fully understand, and as the hero inches closer to godhood, Liam finds himself more drawn to him than he ever expected. What once was a hatred born from fear now feels... complicated. The hero’s obsession becomes a constant, the one thing that never changes, and Liam finds himself strangely tethered to it, no matter how much he resists. Will Liam break free from the cycle, or will he surrender to the darkness—and to the hero who’s willing to destroy everything, even himself, to make Liam his own? "A tale of obsession, survival, and moral decay, this dark BL transmigration story will leave you breathless. Perfect for fans of psychological horror, slow-burn tension, and morally complex characters."
Kingsjoy · 4.3K Views

Her Fifth Reincarnation Won't Be in Vain

۞ MATURE CONTENT!!! ۞ Amaya once cherished her name. But after enduring five miserable lives, reincarnating again and again into the same family, in the same world, at the same time, she had come to loathe it—almost as much as she despised the Gods who seemed to toy with her existence, breaking her sanity for their own amusement. The only constants in her endless cycle were her suffering, a family willing to sell her to another kingdom for their survival, a lifetime of trauma, and the one man who granted her the only release she ever knew—death. Roman Nebelhain, the prodigious Crown Prince of the mighty Nebelhain Empire, with crimson waves of hair and piercing opal eyes, was her savior in every life. In her 1st life, sold at 11 to an aging, abusive king for military protection, her torment ended when Roman invaded her kingdom. At her pleading, he granted her the mercy of death at 13. In her 2nd life, despite trying to avoid her family’s schemes, she was sold to another cruel prince, enduring worse abuse until Roman’s blade ended her suffering once again. Her 3rd life saw her sold to Roman’s enemy, Zephyr Astrophel, a man who sought to use her magical bloodline for power, only to drive her to the brink of despair. At 25, she begged Roman to end it once more. In her 4th life, she ran from her fate, living briefly in peace until war tore her sanctuary apart. Overwhelmed by grief and rage, she unleashed her power, killing her enemies before turning to Roman for the solace of death yet again. Each life ended the same, and each time, Amaya awoke again, trapped in the endless loop of reincarnation. But in her 5th life, something changed. This time, she resolved to break the cycle. If death had always brought her to Roman, perhaps life would, too. Pretending to be mute to disarm those around her, Amaya set her sights on the man who had unknowingly been her only constant. Her plan was simple: find Roman, convince him to help her, and finally escape the Gods' cruel game. But what she didn’t realize was that this was their plan all along. The Gods had destined her and Roman to be together—not in death, but in life—and this time, there would be no running from it.
AnnGuslavia · 14.1K Views
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