The Savior Of The Divine Blood

WARNING: DARK AND MATURE CONTENT. Readers discretion advised. Serena Alaric wanted nothing more than a quiet life, far from the shadows of her family’s dark past. But when masked enforcers storm her home and drag her into the clutches of the Council of Vitae, she learns her blood is the key to a deadly legacy she never asked for. Lucian Draven is the cold and ruthless leader of a powerful mafia syndicate, cursed to endure unimaginable pain. The Council claims Serena is his only salvation. Yet beneath the Council’s polished facade lies a web of lies, experiments, and betrayal that runs far deeper than either of them imagined. Forced into an uneasy alliance and given a time limit to produce an heir, Serena and Lucian must navigate a treacherous world of power and manipulation, where trust is a rare commodity. As they uncover the truth about the Council’s sinister plans, their hatred begins to give way to something unexpected—a bond forged in fire and blood. But with enemies closing in from all sides and time running out, Serena and Lucian must decide: will they fight their fates, or embrace the dangerous connection that could either save them, or destroy them both?

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

> *In a world where soul seals bind fate, and forbidden awakenings threaten the balance of realms, two boys emerge—one born of angels, the other bound to mirrored shadows. When their paths cross, the seal between worlds begins to fracture. Divine power. Echoed destinies. A choice that may shatter the veil of reality itself.* ---

Blood is all there is. Vita is all that gives. After the suicide of the High Monarch, the Senvia Empire is thrown into chaos. Denegis Blanc, Second Son of Blood Denegis, finds his peaceful life thrown into chaos. With peace gone, what will he do? In a world where power is inherited through veins and destiny is written in vitas, what remains when the old order dies?

"Serial killers? Ancient Martial Artists? Swordmasters? I don't give a rat's *ss who you are! All will bow before me!" Five years ago, his family was wiped off the face of this Earth, and the useless Ye Chen was looked down upon like an earthworm crawling on the floor. However, five years have passed, and he has mysteriously returned with a head full of earth-shattering abilities. What is even more terrifying is that he is now backed by the strength of a hundred ancient elder spirits! With all of that in his grasp, Ye Chen has returned not to reminiscence, but to exact revenge on all of those who have wronged him, especially the mysterious Man.

This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

In this world where monsters roam-They were not born of nature, nor were they created by God. There is only one thing that is certain: The origin of every nightmare... was humanity. Jealousy. Desire. Arrogance. From these emotions, darkness took form, and monsters were born. But who truly created them? And why? This story does not begin with an answer-It begins with a single question. Guided by that question, Five strangers from different parts of the world set foot in Japan. They do not yet know. That nightmares beyond imagination await them there. And now, the curtain rises. A story of a silent hell-Where common sense and hope will be shattered.

“The Gods have abandoned us, leaving behind a Crown of Ashes in their wake.” They called it the Cataclysm—Kalyug, Ragnarök, Titanomachy, the Great Flood. Different names. Same meaning: The End. The skies shattered. Oceans boiled. The universe folded in on itself like a dying star. The Age of Gods was snuffed out in divine silence. But not all light died. A single ember survived—fragile, stubborn, burning against the dark. It drifted through the cosmic wreckage, searching for sanctuary. Instead, it was found. From the edge of reality came something far sinister than anything they had ever known: The Gods of Neverending Darkness. With no divine to hold them back, their descent was unchallenged. The Gods of Neverending Darkness swept across the last fragment of creation, enslaving all that survived. In humanity’s final hour, the shattered races united in desperation. They managed to drive back the invaders, for now. Here began the story of Rudra. A crippled boy gifted with the weakest ‘White Talent’ in a world where birth decides worth. Yet within his broken body beats something the gods themselves once envied—a Heart of the Divine. Now, in a world where every survivor is born with a Talent—from the common White to the legendary Gold—Rudra’s journey begins at the very bottom. Mocked, overlooked, and broken, he began his journey to reclaim the Crown of Ashes. Because in this world, or any other, one law holds true: "Only a God can kill a God." #MythicDarkFantasy #CrippledMC #GodkillerRising #OverpoweredMC

A peaceful world that is suddenly erupted with war between humans and Werewolf. No-one has ever predict, there exists a race from human myth and fantasy, when people started to know about Werewolf existence it already to late for humans. Werewolf have started war on humanity that 300 years old that is still going on until the only one race remains on the planet. High school student Larissa who has lost her entire family because of Werewolf attack, Now filled with hatred for werewolf, she walks towards paths that is made of vengeance.

Seventeen-year-old Joren never asked to be touched by the divine, but when a strange voice pulls him to the long-lost Supernova Portrait, his life changes forever. Now marked as an Auspex, one of the rare and dangerous few gifted with godlike powers, Joren is thrown into a world of hunters, hidden guilds, and ancient forces awakening once again. Auspex are feared, exploited, and hunted. Some change the world, others destroy it. With powers he barely understands and enemies already closing in, Joren must decide what kind of Auspex he will become… before the choice is taken from him. In a world where power is both a blessing and a curse, one boy’s journey could shift the balance of fate itself.

Heaven… Hell… or Earth, there is nowhere you could hide. Wherever you run to, I’ll be there. I’ll raise your head to the sky… and smash it down into the depths of hell. The one who sheds blood… doesn’t know when the blood storm will strike. The one who robs everything… has no clue how he’ll be devoured. I won’t just kill you. I’ll unmake you. Slowly. Again. And again. And then, I’ll bathe in your blood. This isn’t justice. This isn’t forgiveness. This… is a story written in blood. Your blood.

In a universe shaped by endless war, peace is more than a dream—it's a test. Every ten thousand years, the God of Light and the Devil of Chaos forge a pact, creating ten divine beings: five gods, five demons. Their mission is simple: bring peace to the world… or see it completely erased. Seven generations have already failed. Now, the fate of existence rests in the hands of the eighth. Ryju Kojima, a spirited 14-year-old ninja-in-training, enters the academy with a single goal—become the next Spiritual King. But as he faces fierce rivals, uncovers hidden powers, and battles against forces that seek to plunge the world into darkness, he begins to realize he’s part of something much greater. Joined by his teammates—each with secrets of their own—Ryju must rise through deadly challenges, clash with enemies from the shadows, and awaken the divine strength sleeping within him. Because this is the final generation. If they fail, there will be no more second chances.

“When the Hollowed came, they didn’t just kill us. They erased us.” In a forgotten corner of the world, a massacre leaves young Kael Ardyn as the sole survivor of his village. The attackers were not beasts, but something worse—Hollowed, cursed remnants of the dead that devour memories instead of flesh. No graves were left. No names remembered. But one soul refused to fade. His younger sister, Lyra, now lingers inside a cursed blade—her voice echoing in Kael’s mind, growing colder with every swing. Taken in by a hidden order called the Veilwardens, Kael learns to wield Soulcraft, a forbidden art that binds the dead into living weapons. Each battle chips away at what remains of Lyra’s spirit… and Kael’s humanity. As Kael delves deeper into the Order’s secrets, he uncovers a horrifying truth: the Hollowed weren’t born from chaos… They were created. To destroy the monsters and the system that made them, Kael must become something far worse. This is not a story of heroes. It’s the blood-soaked requiem of the forsaken.

The world ended before he could take his own life. Yash Roy had nothing left — no family, no future, only debt and despair. But when the sky cracked open and forgotten gods awakened, Yash was chosen by something ancient. Not to become a hero — but to survive. With white eyes, ash-stained skin, and a broken soul, he begins building a shelter for the lost. This is not the story of a savior. This is the story of a boy who lost everything… and still chose to protect others.

When Finn Doria entered the Sacred Dragon Institute, all he wanted was to uncover the truth behind his uncle’s death. He trained diligently, wanting to earn the institution’s recognition. However, an incident changed his life forever that helped him learned the truth. And now, he is ready to embark on an adventure and fight to save his clan from their enemies…

treated worthless in his own clan and people, a powerless boy lives like a loser in a world ruled by magic and nobility. With no attributes, no magic, and no title, he’s treated as nothing more than an NPC in his own life. His only light—his girlfriend—abandons him for a powerful noble who is going to become a top and poweful person, crushing what little hope he had left. But fate doesn’t forget. When a forgotten curse awakens in his bloodline, he rises not as a hero... but as vengeance reborn. This time, he won’t just chase justice—he’ll rewrite the world’s rules.

> A legendary warrior reborn into a world of swords and kingdoms... Altan remembers a past life of sacrifice, pain, and leadership. But in this new world, he begins as a child—lost, quiet, and burning with ambition. Watch as he grows from a forgotten soul into a king who will unite or destroy entire realms. This is not just a tale of war. It is the rise... of Altan.

In Ravelyn, power is not learned—it’s unleashed. Every soul carries the mark of the beast. When emotions break loose, so does the flesh. Men grow claws in rage. Women sprout wings in despair. Magic is a memory; all that’s left is the ruin of instinct and the monsters it births. Ivar was born different. While others lose control to transform, he becomes something else entirely—more composed, more focused, more dangerous. His calm is a trigger, not a leash. Cast out from the orphanage for being too unpredictable in his stillness, Ivar is left to fend for himself in a town that devours its broken. But something—someone—is watching him from the cliffs. She speaks little, and when she does, her words feel like puzzles. Wild, sharp-eyed, and living where no one dares go, the girl offers no comfort—only questions. And Ivar, for the first time, begins to wonder if being a beast is the only path in this world… or if there’s something worse. As Ravelyn’s wounds fester and strange powers begin to stir again, Ivar finds himself at the center of a quiet storm—one that might tear the world open.

A brilliant but broken military commander and weapons engineer, perishing in the final hours of a brutal modern war, awakens in the body of a sickly noble boy in a dying frontier house of a massive feudal empire. Armed with knowledge of tactics, logistics, and industrial engineering centuries ahead of this new world, he begins a lifelong campaign to transform his backwater barony into an unbreakable bastion—politically, militarily, and economically—while navigating court intrigue, love, and the mysteries of the system that governs his new reality.

In the mortal world of Ireas, only those born with divine gifts can cultivate into immortals. But Sophie, an ordinary girl with no powers, is barely surviving. Her parents sold their souls to demonic cultivators to save her, but failed to repay their debt. Now, the demons have come to collect... from her. Alone, powerless, and hunted, Sophie’s fate seems sealed, until Axeden, the mysterious and cold God of Fire, descends from the heavens. His claim? She is his fiancée. His mission? A secret even the gods dare not speak. As a forgotten curse begins to awaken and hidden memories stir within her, Sophie finds herself trapped in a divine web of lies, love, and fate. He came to betray her… But will he end up breaking the heavens to protect her?

Power. Control. Loyalty. Ken Rowland built an empire on these principles, molding orphans into legends who owed him everything. No one challenged him-until Mia. A quiet, unreadable child, she watched him with eyes too knowing for her age. She spoke little, obeyed without question, yet carried a past she refused to share. What had she seen? Why did she feel different? Meanwhile, Ken is forced into the spotlight with Nora Kensington, his elegant but indifferent fiancée. A waltz at a grand ball rekindles the illusion of their perfect match-until the weight of expectation pushes them toward a future neither truly wants. Is he truly in control of his own destiny? And what will he do when the ghosts of Mia's past finally come knocking?

Princess Seraphina of Valthera—brilliant, beloved heir to the throne—is framed for regicide by her half-brother Prince Edric and his scheming fiancée, Lady Isolde. Publicly humiliated and executed by guillotine, she dies screaming curses at the traitors. But the gods are not done with her. She awakens in her 15-year-old body, 5 years before her execution, with fragmented memories of her past life. This time, she vows: no mercy, no hesitation. Armed with future knowledge, forbidden blood magic, and a ruthless intellect, Seraphina will burn the entire royal court to ashes before they can betray her again.

Born on Earth with nothing but a sharp mind and unbreakable resolve, Abhimanyu never imagined he’d awaken in a realm ruled by ancient immortals. Surrounded by reincarnators, regressors, and chosen ones. Here, power is everything and destiny is a game to be mastered. With a sharp mind and ruthless determination, he turns every threat into an opportunity to grow stronger. No drama. No harem. Author’s Note: This is just a hobby, not a business. I’m not involving money in any way. Free forever :)

Every fifteen years, the secret temple on Akalora island opens its gate, calling upon fate, blood and ancient power. Avira is just a curious island girl. Zavian, a noble son of the water clans. They were only teenagers when they crossed the forbidden line by awakening the sacred Kaustubha gem. The boy got crowned. The girl disappeared. But fifteen years later, the sea strikes again and fate demands to drawn everyone in itself.

Revenge is merely a method of passing time for someone like Lee who has lived several lifetimes, but the desire to acquire superhuman, godlike powers becomes an obsession that pushes him beyond limits. It’s a struggle to grow up in the world ruled by masters who bend elements to their will, with little hope of learning their cultivation secrets, but they are still there for taking for those with wit, persistence and the ability to take risks. Join Lee on his adventurous journey where every challenge, setback and achievement brings him closer to divinity!

YOU EVER DELIVER PANEER TIKKA AND WAKE UP AS A F*CKING COSMIC TIME BOMB? Ashvael Raut was a nobody—just another poor bastard dodging potholes and police on Mumbai’s streets, delivering food and barely scraping by. His only goals? Feed his sister. Stay invisible. Die old. But fate had other plans—and it bit him in the f*cking neck. One wrong turn down a jungle highway, and Ash found a bleeding man lying in the middle of the road. No ID. No heartbeat. Just a stare that split reality in half… and teeth sharp enough to tear destiny apart. Since then? Sh*t’s broken. • The city glitches like a bad signal. • Dead languages pour from his mouth like venom. • Shadows whisper names even gods forgot. • And worst of all—Ash sees through the skin of the world… and it sees him back. What crawled inside him that night wasn’t human. It was ancient. It was hungry. And now it’s waking up. Secret cults want to gut him open and drink what’s inside. Government freakshows want to turn him into a weapon. And somewhere deep beneath the city—something older than gods is calling him by name. Ash didn’t ask for this. But if the world wants a monster? Then it’s time they f*cking met one. #MumbaiIsWatching #UrbanMythCore #YouAreTheCurse #GodsBleedToo #DeliveryBoyFromHell Side Effects May Include: Sudden memory loss, prophetic nightmares, spontaneous teleportation, and an uncontrollable urge to burn everything that breathes. Read at your own f*cking risk. "Some inherit thrones. Others inherit extinction." THERE WILL BE NO CHAPTER ON SUNDAY'S

The King of Kingston , father of storms and steel is dying. The word rides salt winds and whisper smoke: his crown, his gold, his fleet of black-sailed ships, all free for the bold enough to claim them. he sends a message to his Four sons, four heirs, scattered by blood feuds and grudges older than their scars. Levi, who bends kingdoms like storms bend trees. Benjamin, who turned gutter thieves into silk-draped nobles. Esau, the ghost prince exiled to the sea’s edge. Aziz, rebel blade, the bastard who vowed never to bow. But blood means nothing when the throne promises everything. Two brothers already weigh blades in the dark, each willing to kill the rest to be crowned alone. Beyond the royal veins, worse shadows gather the warlords he once bribed and chained now circle Kingston’s dying heart, hungry to carve up his kingdom before his bones are cold. Power is Arcane-born, faith-forged and mercy is the first to drown. In the end, only one lion roars loud enough to rule.