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Samantha Groves

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 165.6K Views

My System Forced Me to Get Buff and Find Love?!

For seventeen years, Samantha Kisaragi wished for only one thing: a normal life, free from the chronic illness that made her a fragile glass doll in her family’s eyes. One morning, her wish is granted by... a tiny, floating mochi with a god complex? This smug spectral "System" offers her a miraculous, perfectly healthy body. The price? She must now complete a series of insane missions, from the mortifying to the life-threatening. The rules are simple: succeed and level up. Get stronger, faster, and maybe even a little more charming. But if she fails, the penalty is a fate worse than any illness: her body will warp into a 'Cursed Physique'—a seven-foot-tall mountain of grotesque muscle powered by the same old fragile constitution. A titan's strength with a body that could collapse from a stiff breeze. Now, this former shut-in is being forced to get buff, all while juggling a top-priority quest to save her perfect older brother from a shadowy, five-star threat hunting him down. And as if that's not enough pressure, the System is also demanding she "Ignite the Flames of Passion" and make someone fall in love with her, pushing her into ridiculously close and awkward situations with her bubbly best friend. With only a cheeky floating dessert for a guide, a terrifyingly competent senior known as the 'Ice Queen' as an unlikely ally, and a clock ticking on both her brother's life and her own romantic prospects, Samantha must learn to be a weapon. She was a girl who just wanted to be normal. Now, she has to become a monster to protect everything she loves.
rnzu_akrn · 108.8K Views

GODS DON’T BLEED (BUT I DID)

"You of all people should know this — you can NOT play fair in an UNFAIR world!" Winter Ogundele was born a princess of Egwura to a weak mother and an absent father who ruled from a distance so cold it burned. Left to the wolves of the court, she clung to one soul who dared to stand beside her, Zaynah, her best and only friend whom she believed saw her. Her mother’s death broke something within her. Her father’s silence only poured salt in her wound. So she searched. For strength and for power all for the reason to be seen, respected but most importantly loved. She waged wars and won, yet never earned the respect of the court. One day she returned home triumphant, at the gates, Winter expected cheers. But instead, she was draped in chains and charged with treason. Branded a traitor and hunted by the very kingdom she bled for, Winter flees into exile with her enemy, only to discover her father’s heart isn’t cruel... it’s cursed and controlled. With whispers of sea-born magic thick in the air, she makes an unthinkable sacrifice to save the only family she has left. But power always comes with a price. From her ashes rose not a woman. Not a soldier. But something much, much worse: a god with a score to settle. This isn’t a story where true love’s kiss saves the day. This is the story of a girl the world rejected. So what happens when she stops asking to be loved? And instead demands to be remembered? ⸻ ⚠ Content Warning: This book contains strong language, controversial themes, moral ambiguity, graphic sexual content, and scenes of violence and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ⸻ Trigger Warning: Includes depictions of sex, abuse, blood, grief, and morally gray characters. Not suitable for sensitive readers. ⸻ Note: This story walks the edge of pain and power. It’s raw, explicit, and unfiltered. Read only if you’re ready to bleed with it. Author’s Note: Thank you for choosing to read my book. Voting, Comments, Shares and Ratings would always be encouraged, welcomed and appreciated by your girl xoxo Samantha
Samantha_R_Samuel · 4K Views

Heretical Magus

My name is Fiubun, the second child of a fatherless family. Son of a stunningly gorgeous songstress mother with (probably) angelic blood, brother to a half tiger beastmen sister with a killer sexy body, and a recently-matured, full tiger beastman myself. But I'm a weird kid. "Too curious for my own good," others have said, and I think they're kind of right, especially when it comes to magic, but is the desire to learn really that bad of a thing? I'm a tiger, not a fucking housecat, so I can deal with a bit of danger. In fact, I can deal with a lot of danger, but only because I have to. There are many dangerous things and beings in the Shattered Realms, and my fate seems to be set in having me meet with quite a number of them. My curiosity will become my bane because there seems to be quite a lot of power to be gained from forbidden knowledge, but with a fate like mine, curiosity is a strength. We live in the Dark Forest of Hatarvros, an actual city named "Dark Forest of Hatarvros" (yes, it's a weird name, but blame the rulers, who want to please the Gods, and They're pretty weird) (and also, yes, there's an actual Dark Forest outside of Hatarvros), which is near the Edge of Reality of the Vorosza Kingdom of Clouds and Moss (another weird name because Gods). Even though we're in one of the Good Nations, we still have to watch for monsters that spawn from the wild magical energies at the Edge. And that's not the only danger. There are Trickster Gods that mess with the soulful, demons that haunt places of sin, Xenos who try to take our lands, Outsiders who attempt to subvert our religion, Tears of Reality that can pull unsuspecting people into deadly pockets of space, unpredictable Trickster Gods like Santa and Roulette, and the ever-present fear that one day a Broken Realm full of powerful beasts will wander too close to the Central Realms, and then our lands will be ravaged once again. On the more tangible side of dangers, there's the Carrion Grove who hates all living, pirates that hide in the Warpspace, cultists of The Seven Wretched Fetuses who poison our minds, the Shadah House of Fae Rulers who want to enslave all other races, the Kamae of the High Heavens who keep starting wars, invasions of abominations from the Cursed Realms, the annoying Poop Rage Monkeys, the Wandering Elemental Gods ruining crops, and even the other Good Nations of the Central Realms who constantly bicker and raid each other. But right now, what's most concerning for us are the rumors that the Mayor has been procuring guns. That can't be for dealing with monsters because you need experienced hunters for that, not just more weapons, so people are saying that war might be coming. I guess it may be a good idea to learn magic so that I can at least prepare for the worst. I have some money stored, and hopefully, it'll be enough to pay the tuition of a school of magic… -------------------- *Content Warning*: gore, profanity, sexual content (male/female, female/female, and human/non-human (*not for the faint of heart*)), traumatizing content *What to expect*: A rather slow story focused on character interactions, the MC's gradual growth and development, and the exploration of the Shattered Realms. A bit dark but not grimdark, though it'll have its "moments." The plot exists, but it *slowly* becomes relevant. Detailed environments and extensive world-building. Tactical and strategic combat. A rather deep and complex magical system. *Lots* of descriptive sex scenes, but not like the usual smut novel where sex is the goal of reading. A harem where each character has a different relationship with the MC. Occasional weird wording and grammar because English isn't my first language. This story will also be uploaded to a number of other sites soon. -- Cover is a temporary placeholder until I commission a proper one.
Manasong · 30.9K Views
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