Ramarilla Rumble

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

"Yawn…" At the mouth of a massive cave high above the world, a giant beast stood, its sharp eyes scanning the land below. The white fur covering its massive frame shimmered, turning orange in the glow of the setting sun. "System, you owe me," the beast muttered lazily, letting out another deep yawn. (Host should be grateful for the system. This system will make you the strongest being in this world—and beyond.) "Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before. But why couldn't I reincarnate as a human or, I don't know, a god? No, I get stuck as a beast. And not just any beast—the most wanted beast in the entire world," the creature grumbled, his tone dripping with annoyance. (But host, you are an SSS-ranked beast.) "Yeah, and what's that supposed to mean? System, I've been attacked forty times today. Forty! And I was just born this morning," he snapped, his tail lashing as his dark blue eyes glared out into the horizon. (…) "Oh, now you're quiet. Fine. Then answer me this—where are my parents? You know, the ones who should be raising me or at least teaching me how not to die?" (Erm… yes, host. Your parents… left you to fend for yourself.) "Great. Just great. That does it—I'd really appreciate it if I could go back to Earth," he growled, turning around and trudging back into the cave, his heavy footsteps echoing through the stone walls. This beast wasn't just rare; it was legendary. A creature straight out of myths and stories. Anyone who could capture it would instantly become the strongest tamer alive. But it wasn't just the fame or power that made this beast special. Its massive, wolf-like body was covered in sleek white fur . Its eyes—dark blue with black edging—gave it a fierce, almost otherworldly presence. The beauty and charm that came with owning this beast were part of its allure. The cave itself was no ordinary hiding place. Perched thousands of meters in the sky, it was practically unreachable. Yet, humans would still risk life and limb to climb the cliff, all for a shot at taming the beast. Inside, the walls were lined with glowing red insects, casting an eerie light, while smooth, white stones radiated a calm, almost soothing energy. "I was living the dream," the beast muttered, lying down on the cool floor. "Just a lazy dude heading out to buy the newest game when—bam—Truck-kun hit me. And now, here I am, stuck in this godforsaken cave, being hunted every hour of the day." The memory made him growl softly, the sound rumbling through the cave. He stretched his massive body and glanced around, taking in the strange glow of the insects and the calm of the stones. "Guess there's no use complaining. Might as well figure out what to do next," he thought, settling into the only comfortable spot he could find. Outside, the first stars began to dot the darkening sky. The beast's eyes gleamed as he watched them. He didn't ask to be here, but if this world wanted to make him the most hunted creature alive, then fine. They'd regret ever coming after him. Not only them but even beyond—the gods and the demons alike—for he would be the reincarnation of doom. But first… "A proper good night's sleep," the beast muttered as his eyes closed, and he drifted to sleep.

Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was. Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary. Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three. However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then. But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole. Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

A fragile peace unites the seven empires, kept on the brink of chaos by precarious alliances and hidden ambitions. But beneath this facade of equilibrium, the struggle for power rumbles on. Zikron, heir to the prestigious Zeta family, enters the Academy of the Seven Stars, where future leaders and warriors are trained. It's here that rivalries are revealed, alliances broken and ambitions brought to light. But this is only the first step on a path strewn with trials, where every victory can conceal a betrayal, and where the slightest misstep can prove fatal. In a world where peace is but a breath before the storm, who will dare to rise to the top and risk everything to make history?

Alastair, a young boy, is at the school bus stop, feeling the weight of his father's disapproval and the constant reminder of his failings. He has been a victim of ridicule and isolation, with classmates teasing him about his appearance and hair. As the bus rumbles along the deserted streets, Alastair feels the weight of the world on his shoulders, knowing that his father treats him like a soldier. As he enters the schoolyard, he sees Eren, the school's poster boy for ignorance, loitering near the bike racks. Alastair feels humiliated and surprised that someone dares to stand up for him, and that it is a girl, Liana Castellanos. Liana's determination and strength make Alastair feel a spark of hope ignite within him, a warmth that battles the coldness of the rain. As they walk together, Alastair feels a sense of solidarity and hope, a feeling he had almost forgotten about having an ally. The weight of his father's disapproval has been a constant companion for so long, and Alastair's journey continues to shape his perspective on life.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Rumble. I freeze. Rumble. I turn around. Rumble. “NICO NO!!!”

He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer. "I need you to keep this a secret." He whispered his lips so close to mine, almost touching as he spoke to me. "I will," He punctuated my statement with a sweet kiss to the lips which came as surprise so much so that I pulled back from him. "On one condition though, we get to do this date thing again." I whispered back looking into his eyes wanting to see deeper than he was letting me. "Date is a strong word." He whispered back with a small laugh rumbling at the back of his throat. His words stung but I did not let it show instead I smiled at him bring my fingers up to touch his beard to distract myself from the sting. "What's the right word," I asked planting a small kiss on his lips. "A meet up." *** She knew she was the least to him yet she let herself get sucked into his life. A married man, happy with his family and beautiful kids and yet she could not stop herself from falling in love with him. To her, he was a sweet distraction from her routine boring life, some adventure, some love, something new to love on yet she knew it wasn't all mutual. The deal was too good and she drank of it, like the sweet poison it was.

What if your best friend were a ghost-and your soulmate? Buchi never imagined his scholarship to a prestigious Korean school would come with invisible princes, ancient curses, and dangerous rivals. As the only one who can see Min Soo, a Korean prince cursed to walk the earth unseen, Buchi becomes his lifeline to hope. Jealous students, power-hungry sponsors, and dark supernatural forces threaten to tear their connection apart. Will Buchi rise above the odds to break the curse, or will love be lost in the shadows of time? Buchi-egeun joheun hakgyo-e iss-eo-neun scholarship-eul jwahae, geu-eun gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun wang-ja-reul mann-a-seo, gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun ma-eum-eul mann-a-seo, Buchi-eun geu-ui ma-eum-eul bich-eo-neun sa-gwa-reul jwahae. , , , . Buchi-wa Min Soo-eun geu-deul-ui ma-eum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya hal su iss-eoyo. Geu-deul-eun eotteoke hae, Min Soo-eui jo-geum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya ha-geoyo? ########### "Guy why you dey look me like that?" His voice was steady, but the flicker of confusion and heat in his eyes made my chest tighten. At first he didn't say anything until l asked again but in korean (Neo-neun wae naege ireol geoseul hae-yo?) - "Why are you looking at me like that?" (Jeoneun aniya)"I’m not," I lied, though my gaze refused to move from the water sliding down his neck, tracing the hard lines of his chest before disappearing beneath the towel. (Eotteoke geurae?) " Huh! Really?" he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ("Neo-neun naege gyeoljeong-gwaui gwaje-cheoreom bolleo issna-yo) "Because you’re looking at me like I’m some kind of forbidden fruit." I swallowed hard, cursing the way my breath hitched. He wasn’t wrong. Something about him—his presence, his confidence, the way he stood there dripping wet like he didn’t have a care in the world—had me unraveling. ("Neo-neun ban-naj-eo iss-eoyo.") "You’re the one standing half-naked," I shot back, though the words lacked bite. ("Mwo neo-neun mweo-rae ganeun-ga?") "What do you expect?" He laughed, the sound deep and rich, like the rumble of a storm. "I didn’t expect you to be so easy to distract." ("Neo-neun joheun geol al-a-isseo.") ("Joheun geol an-iya.") "Distract? I’m not distracted." My words came out too quick, too defensive. He stepped closer, his damp hair falling across his forehead, and for a moment, the space between us felt electric. "Then wati dey make you dey blush?" I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Because he was right—I was blushing, my pulse racing, my thoughts a mess. And then, just as suddenly as he’d appeared, he was gone, leaving nothing but the memory of his smirk and the ache in my chest that told me this wasn’t over. --- Can you survive the pull of gravity when it’s not just the black hole that’s consuming you—but him? Dive into ETHEREAL BLUE, a tale of cursed ghosts, forbidden connections, and the kind of chemistry that stops time itself.

His eyes were throwing flames. It was crimson now. Smoke was coming out of his ears. He scrunched his nose, gritted his teeth, and chided, “what do you think about yourself?” His fangs started showing. She squinted her eyes and smirked, “The girl who beat you.” “Why did you come back? You ran away, then why did you come back?” he yelled. “To rub it in your face,” she replied. Her every word was like a dagger to his heart. “I won. I won and you lost, at last.” “I was so happy you were not here,” he chided. “Maybe that’s why I am here because I would hate to see you happy. I want you to cry and be sad all your life,” she snapped. “Cry, in front of you? You are the one who will cry. You declared war, now get ready to rumble,” he barked. ***** Can one fall in love with a Vampire twice? In a world where all the paranormal creatures, vampires, werewolves, and humans live in harmony, A vampire and a human fall in love but suffer a drastic breakup. Now they have a new relationship, stronger than their love – they are now enemies, business rivals. And now years later their siblings fell in love with each other. To get their happy ending they have to convert the archenemies into friends again. Will they succeed or will exes remain exes? Do any of the pair get their happy ending?

*Thunder rumbling*, *breeze blowing heavily*, sound of things breaking*, * screaming*, *running down the stair. "Why?why? Why can't things stay perfect for once? Why do i always have to go through the trouble again? Why?. "You know not everyone has it easy as you , I've been through a lot" l said to him yelling. "My mother was murdered and no one believed everyone claimed she was killed by my father" He walked closer to her "let me ease your Pain let me fight your battle ,allow me help you revenge" he said wiping her tears away but what happened when she figure out he his the cause of her pain? , will she still be blinded by her revenge or will she allow her love for him take over? Find out

Trailer "'From now on I shall be your Emperor ' Said a Koborai" "hehe" brother come to play with us. 'Clip-clop, Clip-clop, Clip-clop," Kids get to side you are blocking the way "Sorry uncle" in group of Kids shouted 'hehe' 'catch me stop don't run wait' 'Neigh!!' "Thundering hoofbeats" 'Rumble rumble' "hyah" "'Attack!!' the army said" 'Swoosh swoosh' arrows flying "Sheild!!" 'Thud thud thud' "The commander said'Archers!!!'" "'This is your second life' said by golden dragon" "The world is in turmoil 'In a rough voice'" 'boom, rumbling' "'Run! wWaah mommy!'The crowd is shouting" "'Spearmen at the front a blonde commander in silver armor commanded" "'Who are you state your business?' the elves asked while surrounding from everywhere" "War happening in a plain area" 'Slash! Slash! tang! ' clip clop clip "'This world sure is the cruel old man said " Let's See the rise of this Emperor

They exist. Beasts capable of performing god-like feats. With a stomp of their feet, the earth rumbles and with a single cry, the air shakes. Exotic and mysterious beasts have lived in this world for more than a hundred years since the Descent. And it is this new world that humanity with their diminished population struggle to survive. Bryan, an innocent transmigrator from Earth, finds himself saddled with the destiny of two lives and a fate that not even the new world is ready for. But he is not alone. For there are others who have come bearing a similar burden and a place created for those who share the same fate. Welcome to Beast Tamer Academy.

"So this is the new girl Tammy got fired for." A deep male voice rumbled. My blood felt electrified in my veins giving me goosebumps. Who was this? The chair spun around revealing a very drool worthy man. His hair was a chocolaty brown, and looked silky. is face was extremely angular and fine cut, like I could prick my finger on his jaw. His eyes were amber, but the yellow was clearer in his eyes than it was in Devon's. He was huge. Definitely 6 something. His shoulders were broadly set. A hand covered my eyes. "Stop oggling my cousin." Devon growled. I scoffed at him, batting away his hand. "I'm merely eying my new opponent." I can't believe I was just caught staring. What was wrong with me?

That twilight was the starting point of the meeting, as if fate said that she was the Savior for the Western Knights. Being the only one alive made her little heart move to help and care for the man who was covered in reddish spots all over his robes and clothes. If he hadn't quickly fled somewhere with his body reeling from the wounds that covered his entire body, he probably wouldn't have met her. This meeting was the starting point for the turmoil of feelings that rumbled in my head every day, very noisy! Author: Lekha Raveena The book cover image is not ours, we just edited it a little.

An 11-year-old boy suddenly woke up, "...wait, where am I?" "...I see, so this is the so-called transmigration." "hahaha.....hellll yaaaahh." "It's my time to show the world who the boss is." But he didn't realize what he caused, "Wait, this isn't what should be... why is he here, and where's that prostitute? And why is my lover with him?" "Fuck, what the hell is happening here? He shouldn't be here, and that guy should be dead, but how is he alive....urgh," he grumbled. "This is MY FUCKING WORLD, why are these guys interfering...aahhhhh," he shouted. A transmigrator who thought 'doing good deeds and fighting against evil will make him a hero and ruler of this world' now made a very small mistake which leads to, "My wife....is a wonderful woman," the mob character. "Why? Why? Why? Why......" the mob character rumbled. "Do you....believe in god?" the mob character questioned with a messed-up expression. "S-Shall we get m-marry?" "..." the mob character was shocked. "I don't know why but I like you, I guess." "...." the mob character was too shocked. "I like you, so be my son-in-law?" "...." the mob character was too-too shocked. "How about marrying my daughter and me at the same time?....what do they call that hmmm...'oyakodon,' right?" 'cough, cough.' "What?" the mob character was finally snapped. "Big Brother, when will we get married?" "........" Transmigrator never expects a certain 'Mob character' and how that 'Mob character' becomes a great disaster for the entire world because of his single mistake. A/N: This is my first time writing, so give me your honest opinion whether it is good or bad, but please don't be harsh on me... okay, I will try my best. CHOTTO MATTE....The first five chapters, The Transmigrator will be one to explain everything about this new world. I know I am not introducing the MC suddenly, and it's hard to info dump, but it's just for the first few chapters, so don't be harsh on me. If you wondered who will be MC then, MC is just a 'Mob Character.' Additional Tags: Harem, Male MC, Beautiful Female leads, Vampires, Dragons, Elves, dwarfs, Mermaids, Revenge? Deadly Yandere, Incest, Tsundere, Kuudere...Slow-paced ///...Alternative Title: For HER, I am Only one...///

In a world where the realms of Light and Shadow are at constant war, Seraphina, a powerful witch with a dark lineage, and Azrael, the fearsome Demon Prince, are sworn enemies. Bound by a cruel twist of fate and a cursed prophecy, they are forced into an uneasy alliance to prevent the rise of the Endbringer, a being capable of destroying both realms. As their powers grow stronger and the lines between loyalty and love blur, Seraphina and Azrael must confront their deepest fears and darkest secrets. Can they resist the pull of their forbidden bond, or will their love be the key to salvation—or destruction? Excerpt: A Glimpse into the Future The battlefield was silent, the echoes of the war they had fought fading into the night. Seraphina stood before Azrael, her heart pounding, her mind racing with emotions she could no longer suppress. The flicker of dying flames illuminated the space between them, casting shadows on their weary faces. “I can't keep pretending anymore, Azrael,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft wind that swept through the ruins. Her hands trembled as she took a hesitant step forward. “This war, this fight… it’s torn me apart. But what hurts the most is knowing that, despite everything, I—” “Don’t say it,” Azrael interrupted, his voice strained. He looked away, clenching his fists. His demonic eyes flashed with an intensity that made her heart ache. “If you say it, I won’t be able to stop myself. I won’t be able to walk away.” Seraphina took another step, her eyes never leaving his. “Maybe I don’t want you to walk away.” Azrael’s breath caught in his throat. Slowly, he turned to face her, his mask of cold indifference cracking. His hand reached out, trembling slightly, as his fingers grazed her cheek. “Seraphina… I’ve fought it for so long. I’ve told myself you’re my enemy, that we could never—” “But we’re not enemies anymore,” Seraphina interrupted, her voice soft but firm. She closed the distance between them, placing her hand over his. “We’re something else. Something… more.” Azrael swallowed hard, his gaze locked on hers. “I’ve loved you from the moment I realized I couldn’t destroy you. And every day since, I’ve fought that love, afraid of what it would mean. But now… I can’t fight it anymore.” Tears welled up in Seraphina’s eyes as she whispered, “Then don’t.” Their lips met in a kiss filled with the weight of everything they had been through—the battles, the betrayals, the bloodshed—and the promise of everything they could become. But as their love ignited, the distant rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, a dark reminder that their war was far from over. ****End of Excerpt***** Can their love truly survive the chaos that threatens to consume both realms? What will they do when they discover the ultimate price for their bond?

“But that doesn’t mean we have to accept it. I Dao Wei, will never blame anyone for my own shortcomings! The so-called Law of the Jungle is something I will rewrite with my own hands!” Each word he spoke seemed to resonate with power, the air around him growing heavy with the force of his conviction. The dark child looked up, his anger wavering, replaced by something akin to fear as Dao Wei’s words crashed down on him like mountains, crushing the doubts that had festered within. “This is my Law!” Dao Wei declared, his voice rising as he drew himself to his full height. “And I am the Law!” Rumble! The sky began to change. Dark clouds gathered overhead, swirling in a furious dance as the heavens themselves seemed to respond to Dao Wei’s challenge. The wind howled through the peaks, and the ground trembled beneath the feet of those watching, as if the entire mountain was bracing itself for what was to come. The clouds grew darker, more ominous, the air charged with a strange energy. Thunder rumbled in the distance, a low growl that steadily grew louder, shaking the very foundations of the Sword Peak. The disciples and elders looked up in alarm, their faces pale as they realized the magnitude of what was happening. “Haa! Even if the Heavens try to stop me, I’ll split open the Heavens themselves!” Dao Wei’s voice rang out, defiant and unyielding, carrying with it a power that defied the very laws of nature...

A adult Japanese man, Seiji Sekiguchi was devastated by his life. During one rainy evening, he went to the rooftop of a building to commit suicide. Unexpectedly, on his way he meets a man, who apparently wants to kill him. Prepared for certain death, he decides to entrust his fate to destiny. But then... his would-be killer falls unconscious into his arms. Hearing the man's stomach rumble with hunger, Seiji decides to take him to his apartment. Unfortunately... Seiji does not know yet what their sudden encounter may result in... STATUS: Finished!

Warning! Warning! There’s a bug in the system. There’s a bug in the system. Different participants are randomly being pulled into the System. Welcome, participant 12.3489489223823. [You are now part of the Forsaken. Your name is Xia Yunfei, and you’ve been given the chance to fight for your survival.] Xia Yunfei stood on the edge of a crumbling cliff, the ground rumbling beneath her feet. The once-familiar landscape had twisted into something menacing—a sky painted with churning black clouds, lightning cracking ominously above, and a forest now dense with shadows, every tree seeming to lean toward her, as if alive with malice. The voice of the System echoed in her mind: “You have three hours to complete your mission. Fail, and you will be eliminated.” “What kind of twisted game is this?” she muttered, her fingers tightening around the hilt of her dagger. Around her, the world pulsed with unpredictable threats: tornados could rise from nowhere, floods could swallow entire landscapes, and cracks could open in the earth itself. A faint sound caught her attention. She turned, and a figure emerged from the shadows—a man with a cold smirk, his dark eyes studying her with an unsettling amusement. It was Mo Ran, a member of the Overseers, his presence almost as foreboding as the storm-laden sky. “Are you lost?” he asked, his voice smooth and mocking, like the calm before a storm. His gaze was sharp, merciless, like someone who’d seen countless participants fall. Xia Yunfei glared at him, knowing better than to trust the Overseers. They were spectators of their suffering, observers of each desperate moment. This game wasn’t about survival; it was about entertainment, a spectacle where each twist of fate could be deadly. With her pulse racing and no choice but to press forward, Xia Yunfei stepped into the forest, every instinct on high alert. Her path would be riddled with disasters crafted by a system run amok—a world where firestorms, flash floods, and avalanches were as inevitable as the countdown in her head. Will Xia Yunfei harness her hidden powers and defy the apocalyptic odds, or will she be consumed by the darkness that threatens to swallow her whole?

[Mature Content 18+] In the world of Alphas with power to control minds, hand out excruciating pain and even seduce you to your death such that you die with a smile on your face. Yin Zhu was born an Omega. A slave without any magic. In Bloodlock being an omega meant that you were no better than a rug under the feet of the alphas. In fact, even rug had much more importance than Yin Zhu who was born as an omega. Her life was destined to be spent under the dominance of the alphas of the Situ family. At least no one knew that she was an omega, as long as no one found out that she was an omega she was safe. But at the age of eighteen, she was dragged to the Situ mansion, because of a mistake and now she have to serve in the family of a Vampires but it was fine right? As long as she stayed away from them she will be all right. Wrong. She ended up attracting the attention of the three young masters even when she didn’t meant to, one by one their gazes locked on her, in a manner she did not mean to —— by disrespecting them. Proud and arrogant as they were they didn’t want to let her go so easily. Now she have to serve them and protect herself as well, for if these men found out that she was an omega it was either death or a life of imprisonment. ———————— “ Did you go somewhere?”spoke a voice in the dark room, causing Yin Zhu’s eyes to go wide with fear. She turned around the room when another voice called from behind, the cold breath of the man skimming over her shoulder, “ I think she was out in the garden, her skin is cold.” Nervously, Yin Zhu turned around but the man behind her was gone, she swallowed hard as she squinted her eyes trying to make the silhouettes of the men who were hiding in her room. “ W..What are you doing in my room?” “ What are we doing in her room, she asks,” chuckled a third voice causing goosebumps to break all over her skin. When the figure of the man sitting on the chair next to the tea table stood up and started walking towards her. As he started to walk towards her the rest moved and circled her like a prey, the handsome features of the men illuminated in the moonlight making them look even scarier than they do. “ We came to see our omega,” said number one as he tilted his head and smiled at her. “ What about you? Where are you coming from, hmm?” “ I ..I just went out on a walk,” she replied as quickly as possible but then she heard someone behind her chuckle and Yin Zhu could feel her doom coming close. She tried to side step the two men but then she was caught by number three, his arms tightening around her waist as she tried to escape the two man, a dangerous growl rumbling in his chest that reverberated on her back . The two men walked closer to her as the first one raised his hand and cupped her face while the other caught hold of her silvery lock that was cascading over her shoulder. One of them skimmed his hand over her jaw and neck before splaying his fingers over her chest. “ Your heart is thumping rather loud, did you go on a run?” Yin Zhu didn’t answer for she knew that the three men knew she was lying, they could see through her lies better than she could see through their games. The man behind her leaned forward and whispered against her ear, “ Were you trying to run away with him?” “ Maybe I should wring the neck of that human after all, hmm? What do you say, sugar?”chortled the third.

Elias perched proudly atop his prized Griffin, a magnificent creature he'd personally tamed.  Behind him, hundreds of loyal knights mounted on mighty Griffins soared through the sky, their unwavering loyalty a testament to their devotion to king and country. Below, stretching out like a sea of steel, the Faelorian Royal Army stood in perfect formation.  Their thunderous roars echoed across the plains, a sound that sent shivers down any spine. Elias guided his loyal Griffin to the forefront, then gracefully dismounted and landed amidst the bustling soldiers. A tense silence descended. Elias and his troops fixed their gazes on the distant horizon, towards the sloping expanse of hills beyond. Dust clouds swirled in the valley and grasslands below, accompanied by a low, ominous rumble and the chilling echo of monstrous roars. Emerging from behind the hills, the enemy revealed itself in stages. Led by a contingent of Death Knights, clad in heavy armor and wielding wicked swords and shields. The enemy force seemed endless. From the distant mountains beyond, new waves of ghastly creatures poured forth, their numbers seemingly limitless. Undeterred, Elias raised his mighty axe and let out a thunderous war cry.  Mounted on his Griffin, he charged towards the enemy lines.  The Faelorian army erupted in a deafening roar, echoing across the battlefield. With their king leading the charge, they surged forward, a wave of steel and determination against the encroaching tide of darkness.

"When will you stop hunting your fellow beings? "Your mind has been poisoned, you are being fed lies, you have been bred to despise us, you know nothing about us, and you are all born as warriors to hunt us. We do bleed the same blood you shed.When are you going to wake up and realize that we are bleeding and dying while telling you that we won't use our power against you? and stop... stumbling... through the dark!" ................................................................................................................................................................... " ah, you commoner! My beloved people, you were made for battle, you were made to be warriors, and you were made to stand up for and save the weakest among us! We have been eradicating Alakijon the beast's tribe for thousands of years. They steal from and kill our people, using our blood to prolong their immortal souls and destroy our land. They are beasts; they killed our Mighty king and set us on fire. Our people are dying of retaliation. Wake up, people. "Prince Rogba said ................................................................. *** MATURE CONTENT*** warning After the enchanting and lingering kiss, Prince Rogba leaned back slightly, their lips barely grazing. The steamy puffs of their breaths intertwined as her intoxicated eyes slowly opened. But before his radiant face could come into focus in her hazy vision, his tongue found its way back into her mouth. Another deep, impassioned kiss followed, raw and electrifying. He continued to explore, savor, and caress the depths of her mouth, as if he couldn't quench his thirst for her. As he indulged in her lips, Arẹwa was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, a sensation that threatened to consume her senses. A warmth, both fiery and sweet, started to swell within her breast, stomach, and between her thighs. A gentle moan escaped her lips, and her trembling hands moved instinctively, resting delicately against his bare chest. A contented rumble emanated from Rogba's throat, and suddenly his mouth was on her jawline. He kissed and nibbled along her jaw, gradually tracing down the curve of her neck, tasting her as though she were something celestial. The pleasure was so intense that Arẹwa could only writhe in response. The exquisite and fiery sensation coursing down her bosom intensified suddenly. When he sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck with fervor, she shivered, feeling as though electric currents were coursing through her entire body. Prince Rogba, unable to hold back any longer, slowly removed her dress, leaving her half-naked as they sank onto the bed. ........... " come here.. come here... towards me Ida's clan heiress, your body is weak I didn't think you could complete this mission... look towards the darkness.. it's a spirit realms..go go in..." she said commanding " no! no!! no!!! some one help!!!." Arẹwa call for helps

Amidst the raging storm outside - bang, crack, rumble - a young boy named Kurt was sound asleep under the sturdy roof of the local school. Despite the chaos outside, the raindrops tapping against the window panes created a soothing atmosphere, and Kurt snuggled deeper into his warm blankets. Little did Kurt know, the storm outside was just the beginning of an extraordinary adventure that would take him on a remarkable journey. Meanwhile, two beings were flying through the storm at the speed of light, in pursuit of a shard that held immense power - power so immense that it could destroy the multiverse. They had been searching for the shard for centuries and would stop at nothing to retrieve it. Suddenly, the shard entered Kurt's body, giving him the shock of his life. He felt a jolt of energy surge through him, and he sat up on the chair, gasping for air. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he couldn't believe what had just happened. The sudden movement caught the attention of the class, causing everyone to look in his direction. The teacher, Mrs. Allen, asked him to stop distracting the class. Kurt apologized and tried to compose himself, but his best friend Mark noticed that something was wrong. "Bro, what was that? You sounded as if you had a heart attack," said Mark, concerned. "It's nothing, Mark. I just had a nightmare," said Kurt, hoping to brush off the strange sensation he had just experienced. "At least don't fall asleep before Mrs. Allen catches you," said Mark with a serious face, reminding Kurt of the strict rules in the classroom. "Okay Mom", said Kurt with a funny face Deep in his thoughts, he feels a strange energy moving through its vein, Focusing that energy surprising him again a game-like system [Congratulations host on obtaining the Nightmare creation system] [Accessing host bio] [Statue] [Name: Kurt Jackson] [Race:Human] [Age: 16] [Health: 10/10- lifespan for 70 years] [Mana:null] [Body(strength, agility, dexterity etc.): 5 ] average human [Intelligent: 6] [Wisdom:3] [Nightmare point:0] Huh!!!!!!

What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world.  One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights!  A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands.  'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!'  Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement.  'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?