The Wicked King Summary

Once a noble house of power and prestige, House Soient was brought to ruin through treachery and bloodshed. The last surviving heir, Zarphinion Soient, has spent his life wandering the fringes of civilization, honing his strength, taming mighty beasts, and preparing for the day he would reclaim his family's honor. That day has come. Gathering warriors under his banner, Zarphinion embarks on a brutal campaign to restore House Soient’s legacy. Alongside his fiercely loyal shapeshifting guardian, Asira, and the enigmatic succubus Lilith, he carves a path through the remnants of the noble houses that once conspired against his kin. But war is not just fought on the battlefield—it is waged in the halls of power, the whispers of old allies, and the shadows of forgotten betrayals.

Emily Laurent has spent her entire life trying to prove herself to her cold rich father, who sees her love of art as a distraction, not a destiny. She dreamt to go and study at the legendary Académie des Beaux-Arts in Paris, but instead, she buys a mysterious painting at a flea market—and now she’s trapped in Otherworld Paris. She plunges into the world of dangerous power plays, artistic explorations, and magical seductions at the Wicked Delights Academy—not fine arts exactly, but something cooler—and soon finds herself in a bisexual love triangle. Survive the Academy. Master the magic. Resist the temptation. (Or don’t. It’s much more fun that way. Paris is still Paris!)

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

This is a forgotten era, more ancient than the age of Yan and Huang, where the land was vast, and the sky was filled with the scent of blood.This is a dark period for humanity, a time when the Hundred Clans, more ferocious than vengeful ghosts, burned cities and bathed the land in blood.This is the soul of a slumbering warrior, one who has been dormant for hundreds of millions of years, a soul whose blood burns hotter than the sun, destined to conquer the eight directions and stain the heavens in crimson.... In this world, humanity only believes in itself. They do not seek immortals, do not worship gods, and do not revere Buddha—because all of them are enemies! I am a novice writer, and this is my first work. There may be some vocabulary and grammatical expression errors in the content and structure of the article. I kindly ask for your understanding and patience

Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

"Patriarch Sun, your sect is now a well - known Sword Sect in the cultivation world of the Northern Region. How do you evaluate Dean Xu?" "I often tell experts that Dean Xu is my idol. When others were hunting him down, he instead tried to make friends and forge partnerships. The disciples he trained were sold to other sects once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Now, his disciples are everywhere, and he has a vast network of people." "Then, how do the senior figures of the Demonic Path here view Dean Xu? He has been hiding his identity and mingling in the Demonic Path for several..." "Reporter, stop talking nonsense! Our sect master is the most famous demon in the Southern Border. The person you mentioned has nothing to do with him!" "All right, all right. Then, I'd like to ask Acting Patriarch Qin. As the largest sect in Xize, the Illusory Sea Sect. Dean Xu is secretly in control behind the scenes and has carried out financial frauds, involving countless sects. Now, the creditors are protesting outside our venue. How do you respond?" "This is ridiculous. Our sect master doesn't even have the surname Xu. Besides, we have no creditors at all. The creditors all died in the scramble for the ancient cultivation inheritance. Those people outside are just rival sects trying to cause trouble for us on purpose." "But according to our investigation, the ancient cultivation inheritance is a new grave built by Dean Xu, and not everyone inside was killed by the explosion..." "I'm warning you! This is blatant slander!" "Let's put this question aside for now. So, how do the demon tribes in the Eastern Wasteland view him?"

In all the books and stories I’ve read, family was always the pillar of strength that pushed you forward when everything else abandoned you. I always loved that phrase that kept repeating: *"Even if the whole world is against you, your family will stand by your side."* But my story… was the complete opposite of those tales. I was born as the second child—the unwanted one. The entire world was on my side, but my family… was against me. All the love and attention were poured onto my older brother. He was the perfect son, the star that never faded from my parents’ sky. And me? I was the shadow, barely noticeable. What I received from them was nothing but neglect—or worse… beatings and abuse. I still remember the day my life changed forever. It was just another fight between us, but this time, it ended with them getting rid of me—throwing me out into the streets at the age of ten. But my misfortune didn’t stop there. As I wandered aimlessly through the streets, a thief attacked me, stabbing me with a cold blade. I felt life slowly slipping away from my body, and as I closed my eyes, I thought that my end had finally come. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the streets of my city. I found myself in a world eerily familiar, as if I had somehow slipped into one of the novels I had read before. It felt like a strange dream—until I realized the bitter truth: I had reincarnated into the body of the forsaken prince. A prince who had suffered the same fate I had known in my first life. But this time, his end was even more tragic. He had been deceived, hated by everyone, and in the end… he was brutally and disgracefully executed. Damn this wretched world. And damn the bastard who brought me here. I never asked for a second chance. Spare me your nonsense and just let me die in peace…

Betrayed. Forgotten. Forsaken. When Kael Ardyn, heir to the noble house of Ardyn, is framed for a crime he didn’t commit, his world crumbles in an instant. Branded a traitor, hunted like an animal, and cast into the dreaded Abyss, he is left to die in the depths where no mortal survives. But Kael is no ordinary man. In the darkness of the Abyss, he awakens something ancient—something that should have never been disturbed. The Primordial Abyss speaks to him, offering knowledge, power, and vengeance beyond mortal comprehension. Now reborn as the Abyssborn, Kael is no longer a forsaken noble. He is a harbinger of ruin, an entity that should not exist in the mortal realm. Armed with abyssal power and a thirst for retribution, he will ascend from the darkness and carve his legend into the world. They thought they had buried him. They thought they had won. But from the shadows, the Forsaken King shall rise.

Khan is alone in a world where the weak are prey. With no talent for cultivation, his dream of greatness seems impossible. Yet, Khan refuses to let that stop him. Through The Record of Khan, a tome chronicling his extraordinary past, his descendant unveils a story of relentless struggle—against the world, his own limitations, and the odds stacked against him. On this journey, Khan discovers an unconventional cultivation method, carving a path to greatness that transforms not only himself but the world around him. From an ordinary man to a legend, his actions reshape the future and inspire generations to come. Will Khan’s determination be enough to overcome a fate written in weakness and achieve greatness? What to expect: -MC is not a good person, though he may appear to be at first. -MC does not have a harem, though future subordinates, nobles, etc., may have them. -A Cultivator World, Unfiltered: There is no equality, and morality bends to power -MC is not a wuss or overly deferential. -Eventual kingdom building, though expect to wait a while. -Business building (you don't have to wait that long). -MC has actual relationships with people. -Legacy building. - Mix between Cultivator world and Medieval world -MC transitions from slightly nice to cold-hearted and jaded over time. Expect a journey of self-discovery, where Khan faces not only external challenges but also the transformation of his own values and identity. Release: Tuesdays/Wednesdays at 3:00 PM EST (12:00 PM PST, 8:00 PM GMT, 4:00 AM CST) Note: The tags and content warnings are there to give me freedom as I develop the light novel. Please feel free to share as much feedback as you can. Your feedback is invaluable! If something feels off or a character seems inconsistent, let me know—it’s your feedback that helps make this story the best it can be.

Kyle Fowler is the young master of the Viscount household Fowler House A slice of life story in a magic academy setting But will that stay true after discovering the dark past of his family?

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

The Pearl of Poisonous Heaven in hand, inheriting the blood of the Evil God, Cultivating the power that defies heaven. A generation of Evil Gods rules over all. Yun Che is a descendant of the Yun family from the Illusory Demon Realm. Not long after his birth, his parents were pursued and hunted due to the Cycle Mirror. Xiao Ying, a close friend of his father, swapped him with his own child to protect his life. During the pursuit, Yun Che was injured, resulting in his spiritual veins being congenitally disabled, preventing him from advancing beyond the first level of the Initial Spirit Realm. At the age of 16, on his wedding day, he was poisoned to death, triggering the Cycle Mirror, and was reborn into the Cangyun Continent.

The young prince luchan embarks on a journey in order to find knowledge and power

Ethernal Online, o primeiro jogo já feito em realidade virtual, sendo capaz de simular totalmente todos os 5 sentidos, tornando a experiência e esse jogo, um novo mundo. Sendo um clássico jogo de MMORPG, com monstros, pessoas, cidades, reinos e paisagens de tirar o fôlego de qualquer um. O jogo foi um enorme sucesso. Com 15 anos após seu lançamento, Ethernal ainda era o jogo mais jogado no mundo. E dentre todos esses jogadores, havia um que era considerado uma lenda viva, o primeiro no ranking mundial, o único player que platinou Ethernal no Infernal, a dificuldade mais difícil do jogo. Ninguém sabia sua real identidade ou quem ele era. Acompanhe a história desse jovem que, mágicamente, após encerrar de vez suas aventuras em Ethernal Online é transportado para dentro do jogo!

Jonathan and Haiden are two slave boys taken from the coast of an alternate Wessex in a Viking raid. But as the eye of the God's opens to the boys, it sees something else entirely. Two men not of this time. Will these men be able to fulfil their dream of becoming Bretwalda? The King of Kings?

Felon /fè-lun/ Cruel; Wicked. I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. "Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. [I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.] I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. "You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. "I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. "But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief. After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen. Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere. After all, from the moment they met when she was ten, The affectionate man had always treated her like a child. “I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.” For so long, her love for him was unrequited. She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction. Was it because of the long war? The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed. His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar. “This should only be done with someone you love!” “You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.” Eileen was intrigued by this change. And yet, the closer she became with Cesare… She discovered things that defied reason or logic. Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after. “I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.” Everything he did was for her. He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

"What are you doing?" Aita whimpered, never having been humiliated like this before. She tried to close her legs, but another slap landed on her thigh, stinging with force. This time, she cried, her tears a mix of anger and fear. One moment she had been free and happy; the next, she was about to be sold into slavery. Her heart pounded in her chest as the man spread her legs open and looked at her private parts. He inspected her body, his touch invasive and cold, before declaring, "She's a virgin." "Seems all these girls are virgins, huh?" The woman chuckled, turning her gaze to the man. "You guys have done a wonderful job." "Unshackle her and prepare her for auction. We're taking them to the auction house," the woman said, exiting the room.

In a world ruled by royal families, where power is law and noble blood means everything, Elian is born into a body that does not match his soul. In his past life, he was Reynald Arkanios, a king who carried a legacy spanning generations. But now, he is merely the son of a former adventurer—without titles, without influence, and with nothing but his memories and his sword. Elian does not see the world through the lens of right and wrong. He is neither a hero seeking justice nor an anti-hero driven by revenge. He is simply someone walking his own path, unbound by laws imposed by others. His strength, his will, and a goal known only to him—these are the only things that matter. In a world filled with conspiracies, wars, and entities beyond human comprehension, will Elian reclaim his former glory? Or will this new world force him to become something even greater than he ever was? The journey of power, challenges, and breaking the norm begins now… Follow me on Instagram: mystquill_

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Zyryl is a black sheep in her family, add that her father doted her silly making everyone hated her more. She felt that her siblings always took notice of every little things she did. good or bad, she felt isolated.alone. After she left, the apocalypse began. fighting for survival zyryl would never thought that in time of need her family sacrifice their lives for her. In her last breathe, she wished she could turn back time.

Warning: There will be a lot of explicit content. No one under +18 allowed. --------- "Extremely Masculine Energy Physique, meets the host conditions, the crooked system is officially activated." Walker who returned to his village unexpectedly receives a system. But something is not right, the system is very lus... [Today's task requires the host to vent his lust before dawn.] [Complete the task, officially enter the extraordinary realm, and have the strongest practice method generated by the system.] [If the task fails, you will suffer from severe impotence and will never get an erection for the rest of your life.] "Fuck..." -----

Truck-kun sends someone in the distant future where the galaxy is at war and he must survive as a mercenary. "There is no good and evil in war, there is only us and them"-someone probably