Mercy Rage

"If you seek revenge, dig two graves—one for your enemy, and one for yourself." Ezra had everything. Wealth. Friends. A future. Then the world ended. When the System descended, granting people supernatural abilities, Ezra was left with nothing. No power. No hope. No mercy. Betrayed by the people he once called friends—beaten, humiliated, and left for dead—his grief and rage festered into something unrecognizable. But the abyss doesn’t just stare back—it whispers. A voice calls to him from the darkness. Orestes, a god of madness and tragedy, offers him one final gift: an ability born of destruction. Mutual Destruction. The power to amplify and share his suffering—to drag his enemies into the grave with him. Now, Ezra has a single purpose: revenge. Every name on his list will fall, and every life he takes will be carved into legend. But the deeper he sinks, the more he laughs. The more Orestes whispers. The more the lines between vengeance and madness blur.

Leon Vasquez, a former MMA fighter, loses everything after a devastating injury leaves him crippled. Trapped in a broken body and drowning in regret, he longs for an escape—until death grants him one. Reborn in the brutal world of Valtorath, a land cursed by an endless cycle of war and suffering, he awakens in an arena, forced into battle with no memory of why he is called Kyle Valteri. With a mysterious Flux Core System, a shattered world to mend, and the promise of returning to Earth if he succeeds, Leon must fight, kill, and break the cycle—or become just another forgotten warrior lost to time. But in a world where death is not the end, where monsters wear both human and inhuman faces, and where fate itself is his greatest enemy… how much of himself will he lose before he finds his way home?

Within the world of Cyntaria a war is brewing as ancient victims of the first war of races cry for revenge and a forgotten prince of a once great civilization awakens, his rage near unstoppable, Three unlikely people step up to help stop the carnage before the world can be lost, One of them, the last of a long gone race, A champion of a mysterious goddess and a young re awakened.

Ten years ago, Earth was transformed by the sudden appearance of dungeons and monstrous threats, pushing humanity to the brink. As hope dwindled, some humans awakened superpowers, becoming known as STARS Warriors / Mages / Assassins / Healers / Tamers all kind of types. Among them was Shiro Shoto, an inventive genius whose technology empowered humanity's defense. Tragically, Shiro was murdered by the Nightfall Organization and his wife was feed demonic seed leving her in coma forever. Akira their seventeen years old boy, not an awakened witness the horror that had happened to his family. Consumed by vengeance, Akira embarks on a dark journey against the STARS and Nightfall, getting involved in matters beyond his imagination that could change the world forever.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.

Hood, a young dragon, has been discovered by the one she trusts. Now she must set out into the capital of Selethon, hiding her identity so she won't be hunted

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

Evelyn Royce thought her life as Luna of the Moonfire Pack was perfect—until betrayal shattered her world. Framed for treason by the scheming Celeste, abandoned by her husband Victor, and forced to fake her death, Evelyn vanishes with two secrets: her unborn twins and her royal lineage. Years later, Evelyn returns, not as the broken Luna but as a powerful heiress with a plan for revenge. With her children hidden and alliances forged in secrecy, Evelyn navigates a tangled web of lies, betrayal, and unspoken love. As war looms and long-buried truths come to light, Evelyn must decide whether to forgive or destroy the man who betrayed her, reclaim her throne, and secure her family’s future. But in a world where memories can be altered, alliances shift like the wind, and enemies lurk in every shadow, will Evelyn rise as a queen—or fall as a pawn?

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.

Warning: Be extra careful to read the tags befor diving in. There would be cuck but not anything too strong. Kudos to the original author of "My Mistress, My Mother"- litorica. I felt that it had so much potential but the author kinda glossed over the story a bit(not that I'm much better. No offense btw).I'm writing this to find my writing style while having some fun while I'm at it. So don't judge too hard. Check the original'n see what you think. If the original author doesn't want the story to be modified or on webnovel drop me a comment. Thank you, hope you have good read. Btw english is not my 1st language and.. all that -_- (..yah I 'm lazy sue me) Tags: Mom, Son, Feet, Footjob, Double Penetration, Cuckold, Incest, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

Take charge of the Chaos Tower, cultivate the Blue Dragon Tyrant Body, and suppress the gods and demons in the heavens! On the road to becoming an immortal, step on the genius of heaven, break the mountains and rivers with your fingers, kill the gods who stand in my way, and kill the Buddhas who stand in my way! Those who stand in my way will be killed without mercy!

RAGE… HATE… BLOOD… REVENGE and everything that comes with them. Follow Sylas on his journey bound by Aether. Note: Book Cover is not my work. If you want it down please contact me and i will be sure to take if off immediately.

When not THE Apocalypse strikes, but all of them together, where will you be? What will you do? As Humanity faces its hardest time a playful god shows mercy(?) Follow Seth on his journey to somehow survive in whatever has become of his world. Also posting on royal road. Read up to 30 chapters ahead at https://www.patreon.com/blacksmithoftheapocalypse

"Did you think that I would marry you instead of her? C'mon, you are only an orphan. No one knows where you originate from," Vickson's words kept repeating in Hailey's head after he had just embarrassed her by choosing her stepsister as his mate instead. As if that was not enough for him, he still forced himself on her. And Hailey is blamed by her adoptive mother, as she forces the both of them to get married. She didn't want to bear the shame of what people would say. But her stepsister, Ava, would rather die than watch the two of them live in peace as husband and wife…. Ava becomes their worst nightmare!

Some chapters are r18+ (Read with caution) Killa, the orphanage, is one of the five children who was rescued by the head of Lysander. They become siblings and bond by name but not by blood. Killa slowly learns what suits her soul; the Lysander business doesn't suit her goal; killing, blood, and death. Her ambition and cold mercy take her away from the family. She patiently experiences the freedom she craves, the long journey that copes with her phase by phase, love, heartbreak, friendships, etc. But the string that tight Lysanders together is too strong, called it fate, past, or rage, whatever it may be, dragging her back repeatedly. "I don't know what freedom really is anymore. I just want to live a life and do whatever I want. I crave it so much, but after I met him, he made me find my other self that I never thought I could be. I enjoy every minute with him. It's just—staying with him—being with him. That makes me not want to look or seek other things anymore. Perhaps he is my freedom." Killa says, 'I couldn’t believe what she had said to me, not just her past but knowing her feelings. I couldn’t care less about what she had done. Even the past was haunting us, but my heart and mind, body and soul seemed to focus on her, only for her.' Eamon thought,

[ WSA Entry ] Cassin Valen was born to suffer. A child of mercy in a world that knew none, he watched his mother burn for her kindness. Raised in the pits of despair, he learned to survive by shedding his humanity. But even survival came at a cost. When the only light in his life was snuffed out by a man in black, Cassin was left with nothing but rage and regret. Broken and bleeding at the bottom of a ravine, he should have died. Instead, he found a Shard—a fragment from an ancient source, cursed with power and purpose. Now, bound to a Shard that demands he "Restore what is broken," Cassin walks a path of vengeance and ruin. In a world shattered by the remnants of a divine Singularity, where Shards grant unimaginable power at a terrible price, Cassin must navigate a web of oaths, curses, and ancient secrets. But can a man who loathes his own existence restore what he himself has broken? -- Mc Titles: The Cursed, Shardbearer, The Broken, Herald of the Singularity, Oathbreaker, The Immortal, The Damned, The Last Ember, The Unforgiven. -- Dark Fantasy checked No Harem checked Morally complex MC checked Ruthless Mc checked Anti Hero checked -- Note From Author: I hope you guys enjoy this and feel free to give suggestions as this is my first work and I am just starting, hoping we have a long run together. Enjoy the Read! :) -- Update Schedule: 1 chp/daily 2 chps/saturday and sunday

Betrayed by his wife and discovering that his daughter is not his own, Quitar falls into a rage, which leads to his death. Reincarnated as the God of the Void and Evil, he seeks to escape from hell to take his revenge.

NEW CHAPTER RELEASE EVERY DAY FROM THE START OF NEXT MONTH. ××× It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every insult she hisses ignites his obsession, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

Metty, who is definitely not someone whom you can bully or suppress. Her life changes when by mistake she wears the ring of a brutal king with no mercy from a different world. Have to become the bride of such a monster she ever expected, unknown to the fact that she is born to become his. will these two strong individuals bend to each.

In a world ravaged by chaos, a young demon’s life is shattered when his parents are slaughtered by ruthless devils. Fueled by rage and vengeance, he embarks on a perilous journey to transcend the boundaries of his kind, aiming to become something neither demon nor devil could ever imagine.

Zareth Valgarde was more than a warlord—he was a force of conquest, an emperor who bent the world to his will. Kings knelt before him, nations crumbled at his feet, and even the gods themselves dared not speak against his rule. Until the day his most trusted allies betrayed him. Slain in the heart of his burning empire, Zareth was cast into oblivion, his name erased from history. His death was meant to be absolute, his legend buried beneath the sands of time. But fate—or something far older and darker—had other plans. Centuries later, he awakens in a world that has forgotten him. His empire is dust, his enemies’ bloodlines still thrive, and a false king sits upon a stolen throne. But the warlord does not return as a mere man—he is something more now. Something far more dangerous. The world believes its greatest nightmare is long dead. It is wrong. With nothing but his rage, his wits, and the power that now coils beneath his skin, Zareth will carve his way through this new age. He will make the world remember his name. And those who betrayed him? They will beg for the mercy he was never given. The Tyrant’s Resurgence is a dark fantasy filled with brutal battles, empire-shattering revenge, and an unstoppable antihero rising from the ashes of history. If you enjoy ruthless protagonists, fast-paced action, and the weight of destiny colliding with raw ambition, then prepare for war. Because the Tyrant has returned.

Humanity’s greatest calamity, the war of Miseria, raged for 15 years in the 1800s, a conflict so ruthless it made demons seem merciful. Every nation joined the war—powerful ones fought like beasts, while smaller ones struggled to survive. By the end, one-seventh of the world’s population lay dead, starvation claimed countless more, and the damage exceeded a trillion. The world reeked of blood, decay, and endless suffering. And yet, no one knew what had triggered the war. the only notable thing was that A mysterious fossil was found under the antarctic waters. Now, seven years later, the world is still recovering. The Industrial Revolution has ignited rapid progress, In the city of Akuro, located in the heart of Antarctica, an 8-year-old boy, Shin, and his younger sister search desperately for their missing mother. Their struggle for survival leads them onto a path tangled with secrets—secrets that could reveal the true cause of Miseria.

After meeting Henry, Princess Adela Barclay yearns for more than a life of privilege her title has afforded her. She longs for true love and happiness, even if it means defying tradition and social convention. She chooses a man of no class, ten years her junior, and her family is scandalized. But Adela is determined to make her own way, even when her husband, Henry betrays her trust, hurting her in the most painful way unimaginable. Left pregnant and dumped, she struggles to make a sense of her shattered life. As the story unfolds, Henry finds out personality, realizes her real love and comes back pleading for a second chance. Adela is at his mercy once again, but is she choosing him? Where did that take her anyway?

Slt,merci pour votre intérêt pour mon roman,je tiens à m'excuser mais j'ai dû réorganiser mes chapitres,certains avaient 500mots d'autres 4000. Si vous vous êtes arrêté au chapitre 13 vous devrez reprendre a partir du chapitre 35 Merci

RAGE. The emotion one can refer to as a feeling of violent anger that is difficult to control. But for Ray it is the source of immeasurable power. This is just a story whether Ray can control his rage or not. However, reality is often disappointing.....

Hunted. Tortured. Left to die. For years, Kade has endured The Hunt; a savage tradition where noble lords release caged werewolves into the wild and hunt them for sport. But this year, everything changes. When Kade orchestrates a daring escape, he turns the tables on his captors. No longer just a survivour, he becomes a predator, gathering those strong enough to strike back. But escaping the nobles is only the beginning. As Kade’s war for freedom rages, he uncovers a dark secret buried beneath The Hunt; it is a cover for a sinister ritual. With warlocks tracking his every move, a rival pack lurking in the shadows, and a dangerous attraction growing between him and Selene, Lord Alric’s daughter, Kade must decide: Will he fight for revenge? Or will he risk everything for a chance at breaking the cycle of bloodshed forever? Because in this world, mercy is weakness. And only the strongest survive.

Unruly gods Caelum, Lucius, and Riven were banished to the mortal world for raging countless wars in the immortal realm. For a thousand years, their immortal souls wandered aimlessly. Until a young boy heard their voices.