Darting Voldemort

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

The Soulwheels govern the essence of every existence, with each wheel representing a step toward unlocking one's true potential. As the number of wheels grows, so does a person's power—each step closer to greatness, each step harder than the last. Those who master the Wheels of their existence and comprehend the runes that program the universe are said to control not just their fate, but the very fabric of existence itself, ascending to divinity as a Runeweaver. ..... Kael, having never realized the absurdity of his cheat-like ability, watched his classmates struggle to comprehend even the most basic Rune. Meanwhile, he glanced at the intricate patterns of the Rune Circle he had created effortlessly. Their teacher, a Grandmaster Runeweaver, stared at him in utter disbelief. “Holy—! You’re done comprehending the Rune Structure?!” the man exclaimed, his voice filled with shock. “But it’s barely been an hour!” The others froze, their eyes darting between Kael and the glowing Rune Circle in front of him. Their expressions ranged from astonishment to sheer terror. 'Monster', everyone thought in their hearts. Looking at the faces of disbelief in front of him, Kael thought helplessly, 'It didn’t even take a second.'

In a world where magic thrives and shadows linger, Changra Leville is a boy haunted by a fractured past. One moment, he’s navigating the mundane struggles of high school; the next, he’s thrust into a realm teetering on the edge of ruin. Armed with a mysterious crimson dagger that feeds on his emotions, Changra must confront a destiny he never asked for—one that could bring salvation or destruction. As whispers of forgotten gods and ancient prophecies surface, Changra discovers that the greatest battles are not always fought with steel, but within the heart. Will he rise to the challenge or be consumed by the darkness he fears most? Changra blinked as a small, green, fox-like creature with caterpillar legs padded toward him, its glowing tongue flicking the air. “What... even are you?” Changra asked, leaning back cautiously as it let out a melodic chirp. The creature tilted its head and chirped again, louder this time. It darted forward, brushing against his leg. “Okay, no. Boundaries! Haven’t you ever heard of personal space?” Changra yelped, stumbling back and nearly tripping over a glowing mushroom. The creature trilled happily, circling him with what seemed like the world's most confident caterpillar swagger. Changra sighed, rubbing his temples. Great. I’ve been here for less than a day, and I’m already the unofficial babysitter for alien fox bugs. Author's Note: Hi! This is going to be my first ever WebNovel. I'll take any suggestions, and eventually, I'll create a discord that everyone can chat up in and give ideas as the story goes on. This is a work of fiction that draws upon the idea of transportation into another world. This is a completely original story, with completely original characters. Chapters Released Every Other Day! (At the moment)

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Fourteen-year-old Gordon has always dreamed of being a hero. Despite being an orphan, he finds joy and comfort in the company of his non-biological sister, Edith. One day, while immersed in his favorite hero comic, *Light Spear,* in the school library, Gordon is jolted into action when he sees Edith cornered by high school bullies outside. Fueled by anger and determination, he rushes to her aid, grabbing their attention by hurling rocks. The confrontation quickly escalates into a frantic chase, leading Gordon into a narrow alley with no escape in sight. Desperately seeking a way out, he spots an open door and darts inside, only to find himself plunging into an unexpected and mysterious fall, spiraling into the unknown... This thrilling journey marks the beginning of Gordon's adventure, where his dreams of heroism will be put to the ultimate test.

When Merlin went on a trip with her friends to a tourist destination, they came across a serene lake with calm and crystal-clear waters. While she was deeply engrossed in admiring the lake, one of her friends playfully pushed her, causing her to fall into the water. Unable to swim, she sank deeper and deeper, with no one coming to her aid. Her vision grew blurry and eventually faded to darkness. When she regained consciousness, she was shocked to find herself in an unfamiliar place. The surroundings were filled with ancient, old-fashioned buildings reminiscent of a bygone era. "Where am I?" Merlin murmured in shock, her eyes darting around the strange environment.

(Warning:Mature audience only) She is called 'Sarki' Is a book that revolves round the lives of the royal family and what happens within. Lily the all popular girl that is the most desired, added to her beauty she has brains but is nothing but an ice queen and seductress. she meets Khaid the bastard of the royal family who was gotten outside wedlock and for that cannot secure the throne, the handsome prince is bitter and seeks revenge while being tasty for what is rightfully his, The throne. Ra'ees his brother is given the throne on a platter and an arranged marriage to Lily who he simply thinks is a bratty seductress. These three are thrown into a web of love triangle but that's not all. Mimi who is a poor girl that has risen due to lily's help find herself falling for one of the handsome princes, but the problem is they both want one woman. LILY .Will mimi be able to do all it takes to have the prince orrrrrr.... Read to find out. "Ray" Lily whispers while her eyes dart round the place, hoping they are not caught. "Princess" His voice is hoarse and coated with desire, he pulls her closer to feel him, all of him. "I can't wait" He says his breathing rugged. "Your baby is hungry" And with that dives in to claim her lips. -------- "St-stop" Lily says with despiration but the man just stares at her with crazed eyes. "I love you lily, why would you leave me for my brother, is he better or because of the damn throne". ------- His hands automatically flies to the neck of the man as he pulls her body flush against him, while still continuing his movements. Their sweaty body moving. "Lily" He whispers in her ear with so much desperation and the woman who loves him pauses her eyes widening at being called the name of another woman

Wield ancient technology to overthrow your mage oppressors! Can your secret order of mage hunters save the kingdom, or will internal strife tear you apart? Magehunter: Phoenix Flame is an interactive fantasy novel by Nic Vasudeva-Barkdull, set in the same world as Battlemage: Magic By Mail. It's entirely text-based, 300,000 words and hundreds of choices, without graphics or sound effects, and fueled by the vast, unstoppable power of your imagination. Generations ago, invaders brought magic to the Kingdom of Jubai, setting battlemages at the top of the noble power structure and leaving everyone else oppressed. Now, a secret organization of mage hunters has risen up, phoenixlike, to stand against the mages' power and overthrow their rule. As one of these mage hunters, you wield the power of slipflame, a potent energy source that powers hunter technology. When you are called to go into battle against the mages, will you blast explosive bolts from your bow, throw silence bombs to cover your stealthy approach, or control your enemies from afar with puppet darts? But the mages are not the only foes that you will face. The mage hunters have split into factions, and internal discord threatens their mission. Is there still hope for peaceful elections? And if so, which candidate will you support? What secrets lie buried in the history of your realm? When the time comes for your uprising against the mages, will you stay loyal to your order, or will the mages' power lure you to their cause?

"Being mated to the dreadful alpha was something I could’ve never imagined," Diva thought with a heavy sigh. "Ugh! Ahh!" she screamed, throwing a pillow across the room. "I’m so frustrated with everything right now," she muttered to herself. Her voice wavered with anger as she continued, "I never liked this man! And yet, that stupid soothsayer declared I’m mated to this unmerciful brute who kills over the slightest mistake." Her words were venomous, her frustration spilling into every corner of her room. She began tearing through her belongings, scattering clothes and breaking anything in her path. A loud bang came from the door, making her pause. "Diva!" Mikael’s firm voice cut through the silence. "You have to stop this nonsense and come back to your senses. Destiny doesn’t change just because you want it to." "Go away, Mikael!" Diva snapped, her voice cracking with desperation. "I hear you, loud and clear," Mikael replied with an edge of sarcasm. "But when you’re ready to stop acting like a child, don’t forget to call me. I’ll always be there, whether you like it or not." His tone softened slightly, but the sound of his footsteps walking away came swiftly after. Diva leaned her back against the door, sliding down to the floor as tears streamed down her cheeks. It felt like her whole world had been flipped upside down. She wiped at her face but couldn’t stop the sobs from breaking free. "Why him?" she whispered into the empty room. "Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be Derek?" Her mind raced with memories of Derek—the cold, piercing eyes that seemed to see through everyone, the air of authority that silenced even the boldest warriors, and the bloodstained rumors of his merciless reign. A knock came at the door again, softer this time. "Diva," Mikael’s voice was gentler now. "I know this isn’t easy for you. But running from it won’t change the truth. You need to face him. Talk to him. Maybe he’s not as bad as you think." She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Not as bad as I think? You don’t know him, Mikael. You don’t know what he’s capable of." "And neither do you," Mikael replied. "Maybe it’s time you found out." The silence that followed was deafening. Diva closed her eyes, her head dropping to her knees. She wanted to scream, to protest, to demand a different fate. But deep down, she knew Mikael was right. "Why does it feel like my life has been sold off to the devil himself?" she murmured. Her thoughts were interrupted by a chilling gust of wind that swept through the open window. She froze, her eyes darting to the curtains billowing in the night air. For a moment, she felt as if she was being watched. "Destiny, huh?" she whispered bitterly, glancing at the reflection of her tear-streaked face in the shattered mirror across the room. "If this is my destiny, then fate has made a terrible mistake."

Cool breeze… Smell… Warm… Smoke… Hot. “Gasp!” My eyes shoot open and dart around the room. Left - table, right - chart, left - machine, right - small tube. It doesn’t take me long, I know I am in a hospital. My throat is dry, my hands are close to numb, and my voice doesn’t seem to work. “Heh… Heelllpah…”

Harry is captured by Voldemort, but manages to escape with some unexpected help. Now he just has to deal with the consequences. This is to pay homage the the author: Oldwolf whom originally wrote this great story……. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I don’t own Harry and crew, unfortunately and I’m not making any money so don’t bother to sue.

Ava Hamilton and Ethan Hall's lives are bound together by a shared secret: their contract marriage. Ava, driven by a burning desire for revenge against those responsible for her parents' tragic fate, seeks to exploit the vast resources of Ethan's powerful family. She hopes to uncover the truth behind her parents' murder and bring the perpetrators to justice, no matter the cost. Meanwhile, Ethan needs a wife to secure his position in the family business and appease his grandmother, the ruthless and cunning matriarch of the family empire. He believes Ava's beauty, intelligence, and determination make her the perfect candidate for the role. As they navigate their complicated alliance, they must confront their own dark pasts. But amidst the danger and deception, they begin to realize that their feelings for each other go far beyond mere convenience. They start to experience the thrill of forbidden love, a romance that could jeopardize their entire plan. As tensions escalate, Ava and Ethan must decide whether their growing passion is worth risking everything. Will they continue to prioritize their original goals, or will they succumb to the allure of a love that could change their lives forever? Against the backdrop of luxury and deceit, Ava and Ethan must navigate a complex web of power struggles, family dynamics, and hidden agendas. Will they emerge victorious, or will their marriage become a casualty of their families' endless quest for power? And will their love survive the secrets and lies that surround them? Excerpt: Ethan's eyes gleamed with amusement as he whispered in Ava's ear, "You know, wife, you're adorable when you're trying to be stern." He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart race. Ava's eyes flashed with irritation, her cheeks flushing. "Ethan, stop teasing me. We need to focus on our plan." She tried to sound firm, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her frustration. Ethan's grin only grew wider. "Oh, come on, Ava. You know I'm just trying to lighten the mood. You're so serious all the time." He pushed off the wall, his movements fluid and graceful, and took a step closer to her. Ava's hands clenched into fists, her voice firm. "This isn't a game, Ethan. Our lives are at stake. We can't afford to make mistakes." She tried to sound convincing, but her eyes kept drifting to his, and she couldn't help but notice the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled. Ethan's expression turned innocent, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Who says I'm not taking it seriously? Maybe I'm just trying to distract you from the tension between us." He raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on hers, and Ava felt her heart skip a beat. "There's no tension, Ethan. We're just allies in this marriage pact," she lied, trying to sound convincing. But her voice was barely above a whisper, and Ethan's knowing gaze made her feel like he could see right through her. Ethan's chuckle was low and husky. "Keep telling yourself that, Ava. But I see the way you look at me sometimes... like you're trying to resist a temptation." He took another step closer, his eyes locked onto hers, and Ava felt her pulse race. "I don't know what you're talking about," she lied again, trying to sound convincing. But her eyes darted away, betraying her. Ethan's whisper was soft, his breath caressing her ear. "Oh, but I think you do, Ava. And soon, you'll have to admit it." His words sent shivers down her spine, and Ava knew she was in danger of falling for her husband's charms, even though she refused to admit it. The air was charged with tension, their banter a delicate dance of denial and attraction. And in that moment, Ava knew she was walking a thin line between resistance and surrender. THE COVER PICTURE DOESN'T BELONG TO ME. CREDIT TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER

Discord link :-https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

Ethan groggily opened his eyes and found himself standing in the middle of an enormous forest, surrounded by towering trees and dense foliage. Confusion washed over him. "Where am I? What is this place?" he muttered to himself, trying to make sense of his surroundings. A voice echoed in his mind, breaking the silence. [You are now in the Asura Forest, located in the world of Ignisia. It is one of the three largest forests in this world.] "Who's there?" Ethan asked, his eyes darting from side to side, searching for the source of the voice. [I am an artificial intelligence, or more accurately, what you would call a 'system' on Earth. I'll be with you until you become invincible.] Ethan's mind raced. "The last thing I remember is being in my room... How did I end up here?" he thought to himself, trying to recall the events that led him here. The system provided an answer. [You were caught in the crossfire of an interdimensional battle between two primordial gods, resulting in your immediate death.] [As compensation for their mistake, the gods have decided to grant you system privileges.] The voice paused for a moment before continuing. [To learn more, you can call 'status.'] Ethan, feeling somewhat unsettled but curious, said aloud, "Status." The system responded instantly. [Unknown Invincible System] [ FOR MORE INFORMATION CHECK OUT THE CHAPTERS ] .... ||. Author’s Note: || This is my first novel, and I’m excited to share it with you. Writing a world of adventurers, magic, and quests has been an incredible journey. I’ve poured my heart into creating this story, and I hope you enjoy the adventure as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. -- This novel will be updated daily with one( or two ) new chapters, and I’m thrilled to share this ongoing journey with you.

His breathe caught in his throat as he watched and studied her every move… Satisfied by her disdain, his lips curled up in a smile "You never seize to amaze me, you know?", he chuckled "Can you just stop already!", she whined, her lips twitching as she darted her eyes around, looking for an escape route… "You can't get out of this!", he smirked and striked a pose… "Hey", she snapped at him and pulled out her gun "Stay away from me you MF!"…

The Earth Dragon God who created the land, the Yggdrasil that nurtures life, the Lightning Wind Leopard that darts through thunderbolts, the ever-changing Ragdoll, the apex of technology in mechanical battle armor, and the unparalleled Creator Divine Beast. This is a world with a brilliant Beast Master civilization. How can a young man who has crossed over to the Blue Star become a steadfast Dragoo in this glorious Beast Master World?

What if the world of Harry Potter has hidden families? What if someone is plotting his rise as Albus Dumbledore and Voldemort are fighting? A story of Harry Potter world but not limited to Albus Dumbledore and the golden trio. It includes the politics of houses, power beyond control, the hidden secrets of this world and most of all it's all told from a second person narrative as a mystery. Welcome to a world where heroes better than Harry Potter and villains worse than Voldemort exist.

Raciella is a playful heiress of a prominent family who just wants freedom without being monitored by her scary and manipulative mother. Each time her mother was not around, she played with boys who were rude, arrogant, and perverts at her friend's bar. She made sure that those guys learned their lesson and regretted lusting over her. But one fateful night with Dart Zylan made her playful nights come to a halt. Dart doesn't remember what happened on the night they were together. He wanted to do it again with her so she refused and run away from him. But he was too persistent. She found out that her mother wanted to marry her off to someone. Unexpectedly, she needed the help of the man he was running away from, to escape her supposed engagement party. She knows that to finally escape from the grasp of her mother for good, she needed to get married to get her inheritance from her late father. But who will be willing to get married and get annulled after? Her best friend helped her find a man but they both realized that it's hard to find someone who won't cling to a filthy rich heiress once married. Until they learned that the man she was trying to avoid, is a three-times divorced, a billionaire, and one of the richest in the country! She knows that the man is attracted to her so she used that to her advantage. But he seemed uninterested in getting married again and she had no choice but to playfully trick him. She claimed to be pregnant and that he was the father! Little did she know that marrying a Billionaire is the most foolish trick she's ever done. How can she continue to fool a powerful man and expect to live peacefully? And how can she leave him when she felt so free and pampered as the billionaire's wife?

finally,she defeated the demon king Voldemort. and today is her long awaited wedding with her beloved crown prince 'Harry'. they both were childhood sweet hearts and their love for each other was the best selling story across the kingdom. but fate did allow only one of them to survive. on the day of their wedding, "EMMA GRAB IT...."Harry yelled while hurling a black gem to the direction of Emma. "Harry,what is this? and why is my body turning limpid?" "Emma...,it seems like the curse is activated and don't look for me." "HARRY...no not now,please don't"Emma yelled on seeing harry turning a beast.

In an alternate universe of the Harry Potter series, a man from modern-day London is reincarnated as Lilith Rosier, a young witch with an insatiable thirst for power. Granted three wishes upon his reincarnation, he chooses exceptional skills in Transmutation, the appearance of Lily Evans, and a background tied to House Rosier. As Lilith grows up in an orphanage and later attends Hogwarts, she excels in Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and especially in Transmutation, driven by a desire for control and power. Lilith’s journey takes a dark turn under the mentorship of Bellatrix Lestrange, who molds her into a ruthless and deranged follower of Voldemort. Her dual life at Hogwarts becomes a precarious balance as she maintains a facade of normalcy while embracing her dark side. Her proficiency in dark magic and her increasing instability alarm her professors, including Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape, who sense the growing darkness within her.

My new story already come out now -- 'Guild of Gold: Merchant King's Handbook' ~~ THIS WORK IS ON PAUSE ~~ In the year 2000 B.C.E., Earth's fate took a dramatic turn as it collided with another planet from a different universe. This collision unleashed a torrent of magic waves upon the world, birthed monsters, gave rise to mysterious dungeons, and opened gates to uncharted realms, forever reshaping the course of human history. Fast forward to present era, Azrael, an orphan, discovers his identity as an incarnation of a heavenly demon. Gifted with a dark power from the entity, Azrael embraces his unique path as he delves into the arcane arts of illusion magic. Infused with the essence of this dark power, his mastery over illusion magic takes on an entirely unique and unprecedented form, setting him apart from his peers. In a world brimming with heroes and saviors, Azrael stands as a distinctive protagonist, forging a path that leads him to an unparalleled destiny as the 'Supreme Monarch of Dark Illusion'. ************* ıllıllı CHAPTER SNEAK PEAK ıllıllı Azrael lay sprawled on the grassland, his staff still valiantly holding the Chimera's tail at bay. His body was battered and broken, his once-protective armor now shattered and useless, blood flowing from his mouth, and pain radiating through his broken bones. Yet, his eyes were fiery as he stared at the monster, holding out his staff, struggling to keep the Chimera's tail at bay. The three Chimera heads stared back at Azrael ferociously, each one with its own menacing presence.  The dragon head, its mouth ablaze with searing flames, ready to be unleashed towards Azrael. Many of the daggers on the ground that Azrael had planted earlier now glowed with a dark purple aura, creating a big magic circle. As the dragon head finished generating the flames, with a roar, the dragon head released a torrent of flames aimed directly at Azrael. However, in a blink of eyes, Azrael vanished from his position on the ground, reappearing in mid-air beside the dragon's head. The dragon head's eyes darted to the side only to find Azrael already in a swinging motion, his Dragon Blood staff enveloped in a dark purple aura. Azrael stared at the head with cold chilling eyes.  Bam! With tremendous force, he struck the dragon's head. The impact sent the dragon's head crashing into the other two heads, and an agonized roar echoed throughout the battlefield. ************* This story takes a slower pace than your usual Webnovel since I felt it's the right approach for the story I want to write. So give the story a chance and read approximately 20-35 chapters to fully immerse yourself in the tale. Disclaimer: The story can become quite dark sometimes, if you can't handle it, please look for other story. That's all from me. Enjoy.

Why, How and What, are the few words that has plagued Corvus's mind for a years. Yes, his supposed mother is hot, his father is not, he is in a castle, and a strange looking creature tends to his needs, that suspicousely looks like a house-elf. He is sure he is in a Harry Potter Universe or some Fantasy England based Story, but judging from the decorum of the house he cannot be sure. But everything becomes clear when he was 3 years old, his mother excitedly asked him to ready to meet their lord. Who could the Lord be, he even is not sure which year this is? He is not allowed to leave his room, his parents meet him may be once a week. Anyways he dressed up and went to doom and gloom drawing room. there he say a man, pale, red eyes, sitting in the chair, where generally, his grandfather sits. " Here comes my son, Corvus Marvolo Lestrange." said Mother in a delightful tone. Red eyes curiously glanced over him and with a raised brow the main said, " Marvolo huh, hmmm, you may address me as My Lord little Corvus". "Yes My Lord" said Corvus nervousely. " No need to be nervous, let me introduce myself, I am Lord Voldemort, it should be your pleasure it meet you". At this moment, everything become quite clear to Corvus. He quickly thought of a response. " It is my Lord, but I do not know what pleasure means". replied Corvus in a respectfull tone. The Dark Lord laughed, with him, all the people in room laughed as well. " Take your son away Bella, we have much to discuss", said Dark Lord in an amusing tone. As Corvus was taken away to his room, thousands of thoughts started ramaging through is head. The Prominent one is " Why the fuck do they have to give him the Marvolo middle Name ? Isn't that asking for trouble? " And he knew that future he was comtemplating about all these years became much much more complicated. How did I end up here? Why at this time? What should I do? WHAT, HOW, WHY the FUCK????!!!!

NOTE: [This book contains mature content, R18+_Smut] A split soul. Two mates. Confused Love. Rosey was given two handsome men by fate to choose just one!! One a Demon Lust Lord and the other a Dragon King. Why fate?? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosey's life takes a dark turn when she is forced to flee after committing murder in self-defense on the streets. But just when she thinks she's lost everything, she meets Theovin, her first mate, who offers her a second chance at life and love. "I CAN'T MAKE SENSE OF IT, BUT IT SEEMS LIKE SHE IS SPLIT LIKE SHE IS NOT COMPLETE," Gold Song exclaimed, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation. His eyes darted back and forth, his mind racing to find a solution. "What do you mean split?" Theovin inquired, his voice filled with concern. Gold Song sighed heavily, his face etched with worry. "I DON'T KNOW FOR CERTAIN, BUT HER SOUL SEEMS TO BE SHATTERED INTO PIECES." Theovin's heart sank at the words. "We need to find a way to restore her, to assemble the pieces before it's too late," Theovin explained, his tone urgent and determined. Can Theovin save Rosey's soul and unveil the secrets of her true identity, even as fate throws another mate in her path? As time slips away, he races against the clock and powerful Demon Lords to assemble her fragments and win her heart over her second love interest. Will Theovin succeed in his quest to make Rosey fall for him instead of her other devilish handsome Demon Lord, Demon Lord Succurax? And will her two mates be too late to save her from a fate worse than death and lose her before having her? AUTHOR'S NOTE:[ This book may seemed slow at first but try to read up to chapter 30 before dropping. Happy reading and remember to support this book by voting with power stones and golden tickets as I would reward those with bonus chaps! (•‿•)] _Before you get deeper into this book prepare your mind, it's not your regular romance story. _Dear readers, this book was locked eairler than I would have wanted due to my curiously, so please keep that in mind while judging. _This story doesn't just focus only on Theovin, Lord Succurax and Rosey the main leads. So get ready to read some chaps without them showing up. Thanks!

Died while saving her friend, reborn into a world much different than her last, Faith must begin a new life as a dragon girl and face the hardships of the reality of this new world. With a mysterious system that enables her to grow stronger, Faith must cut out a path for herself as she journeys and discovers the wonders of this place she now calls home. New Voting Goals And Golden Ticket Goals! Want more chapters per week!? Then vote and reach the goals! ***Voting Goals!**** Powerstone rankings top 50 = 1 extra chapter a week! Powerstone rankings top 40 = 2 extra chapters a week! Powerstone rankings top 30 = 3 extra chapters a week! Powerstone rankings top 20 = 5 extra chapters a week! Powerstone rankings top 15 = 6 extra chapters a week! Powerstone rankings top 10 = 7 extra chapters a week! Golden ticket: For each month we stay in the top 10, I will do 3 bonus chapters per month. Golden ticket: For each month we stay in the top 5, I will do 6 bonus chapters per month. Huge thanks to my Pat-reon supporters: Grangel/ Cole/ Gapir58/ Azurite Paladin/ Skoomer/ Draconis0kelly /Nezuko_Kamadoe/ Rasoutos/ Rojasu Neisan/ Quellec/ Lolop 12/ Liaira/ Useless/ Avokyr Grimfire/ Flashycow/ Michelle F/ LK123/ Guy Trimble/ DoneDelight/ Sir Hellington/ ME/ bertrand/ Darted Table/ Other/ Ole Martin Johnsen/ Soulsmsher/ Demi god/ Judd/ Zolomen/ Dalton/ Archthrene/ Korokoro/ Ash/ SeiTakanashi91/ Darklord Join my Discord! https://discord.gg/79yyJSD Show your support and buy me a coffee or join pat-reon! https://ko-fi.com/invayne https://www.pat-reon.com/invayne (take out the ‘-’ in the address. Webnovel censors the word pat-reon) Follow on twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorInvayne Follow on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/invayne/

Darton’s life was utterly thrown off the scales when he moved to this new school. He not only missed an important announcement, got lost on his first day, got darted by some drug, and almost fell to his demise, WORST, he actually...raped the Student Body President!?! xD

Story of best friends, Kang Sola and Xue Guangxi, as they traverse their journey through adulthood, amidst conflicting choices and internal issues within themselves and from their past. Will they be able to resolve their personal struggles and find a common ground towards happiness? Will they have to compromise to achieve it? Will they end up together and overcome the threshold of their friendship into lovers or remain as platonic friends and each other's family? ---- She balled her fists, getting ready to punch the man in the face if the situation requires. They are, after all, alone in the room. Sometimes she forgets that Xue Guangxi was of the opposite gender – a man more than capable of beguiling innocent women when he sets his mind to the task. ‘Perhaps he had been gone for too long that I had forgotten how his charms work. That fact never left my head, but experiencing it firsthand… Well, Nah!!!’ She tried to shake whatever silliness her mind entertains despite her prudence. But what her neutral poker face could hide, her berserkly widened eyes could not conceal. Nevertheless, even if he noticed, the young man did not point it out. He was more concerned and occupied by other matters. Matters of far greater importance… …For example, her safety. She blinked several times, trying to disrupt the connection their locked gazes somehow managed to forge. She bowed her head, still blinking, and darted her lowered gaze to the floor. She straightened up her sitting position and swatted both of the man’s hands on her shoulders without force. But Xue Guangxi held her in place. “Look at me.” “What is it now, Guangxi?” She whispered. Her voice, thin and fragile and barely audible. Perhaps more from the earlier adrenaline pushed a blush on her face. Perhaps, it wasn’t the adrenaline to be blamed. She tried to swat his hands for the second time, but his grip only tightened, making his point more pronounced. Either he obeys or she does. Most of the time, Xue Guangxi always gave in to Kang Sola’s whims. Even when his temper wasn’t too great to be proud of, at the end of every argument, he lets the girl win. But in this instance, he wanted to be more assertive. “You always make me worry, Sola.” He breathed with all solemnity, like a prayer. The clasp of his hands on her shoulders tightened. She could feel it. She winced. Then, without further ceremony or introduction, he pressed her into a tight embrace, full of concern. Any person would be able to discern if a form of skinship was of sincere nature or not. Kang Sola could tell his was of genuine care and concern for her. “You are far more delicate than you think. God, Sola!” He cradled her head with his right hand placed just above her nape. Some of her balayage locks laced his manly fingers. ---- Other Info: Light story about friendship, family, love, and adulting. No offensive, dark themes (just the backstory, hehe), **Can be considered the second book after Milady's Fine Gentleman, but the story is stand-alone. Reference to the first novel is minimal if not only shown in the backstory. BUT THERE WILL BE SPOILER FOR MILADY'S FINE GENTLEMAN (It's inevitable, sorry)** "You are my sun, my moon, and all of my stars" -E.E. Cummings "Just like the moon, I go through phases." -Angie Weiland Crosby "Only in the darkness can you see the stars." -Martin Luther King Jr. ----- The author has a discord server and Instagram! Follow, connect, and share your thoughts. IG : author_midnight_bloom email : authormidnightbloom@gmail.com For kind appreciation efforts to the aspiring writer, please go to the following sites: https://www.patreon.com/midnight_bloom Ko-fi.com/midnight_bloom Disclaimer : Cover credits to Pinterest

In the depths of the night, a young girl's life is brutally cut short at the hands of her mother. Life slipped away from her in a heartbeat; the world went cold and dark around her as she took her last breath. But something happened - something she never would have believed possible. She woke up, gasping for air, her eyes darting around a strange room she didn't recognize.She was confused, disoriented - how was this possible? But as time passed, she began to understand what had happened: she had been reincarnated. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years as the girl - now young woman - grappled with the truth of her new existence. And then, she discovered something that chilled her to the bone: she was living within the pages of a tragic novel. Being aware of her own fate in the novel suffocates her, and she struggles with waves of confusion, despair, and sorrow that constantly threaten to consume her. She was determined to change her fate and fight against the cruel twist of the plot, but it was all in vain. Every time she tried to alter the course of the story, it twisted in unexpected ways and led her back to the same dark path as the original plot of the story.

"I own you Princess. No one will ever matter to you but me. Not even that scrawny looking boy who is waiting for you."" He walks closer gripping my neck in a firm hold that had me creaming my panties. ""I'm going to give you want you, what you have always desired. I'll ruin you for any man to come after me that's if I let him live. The thought of me throbbing inside of you gets me fucking turned on. So fucking hard I want you begging to stop but I won't and you why? Because your pleasure is mine alone."" He breathe huskily on my neck. ""Say what I need to hear and I'll make your wildest dreams come true."" He says and I moan shamelessly watching his finger caress my expose cleavage trailing down to my hot wet pussy. ""Say it Princess. Only the magic words will get you your utmost desire."" And I desired him more than I ever desired anything in life. His tongue lick my earlobe as those words sent vibrations down to my core, his fingers playing teasingly with my drenched pussylips. ""I-I am yours Papi."" I say through jagged breathing already at the verge of eruption watching his piercing silver grey smirk darkly loving how vulnerable I am for him. A dark promising smile that holds meaning untold. I want to be scared and back away from the insanely handsome man in front of me because I know who he is and what he can do to me. I blink, darting my tongue out to wet my chapped lips. Grey eyes darken further at that motion looking at me like a beast as I am his willing prey. If love is a flame I'll gladly burn for him. Sonia Vatore have been on the run ever since she watch the death of her family brutally massacred in front of her. In fear she changed her name taking the identity of your everyday American girl. Getting under the radar of Elijah, a ruthless and dangerous man, she found herself facing her deepest fear and her darkness desires. Mature content/ Adult language/ Violence/ 18+

"Run, Callie, run!" That was the last thing Callie's mother ever said to her. She ran and never looked back. Ever since then, she's been a rogue, forced to survive alone where her enemies can't find her. But everything changes when shes captured by a pack-and its alpha is her mate. Callie just wants to be near him, but every day there puts her in danger. If her secret is discovered, she will be turned over to her old alpha-who will kill her. Besides, he's already engaged ... *** When my fingers made contact with her cheek, I felt the spark that surged through my entire body. Callie gasped, snapping her jewel eyes to me. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and I did everything in my power not to groan. Moon Goddess, I thought, what kind of cruel joke are you playing at?

Quin woke up with a jolt, gasping for breath. His eyes darted around the room, trying to get a sense of where he was. It took him a moment to realize that he was not in his bed, but in a completely unfamiliar place. The room he was in was dimly lit, and the only source of light came from a small window on the far end of the room. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he started to take in his surroundings. Am I in a another world? --------- Power stones help