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They called him a tyrant. She called him a monster. But when her Alpha betrayed her, it was the Alpha King who came to claim her. *Warning: R18+ / Mature and Explicit Sexual Content / Dark Romance* Ayesha thought Alpha Ronan would be her forever. But the day she found out she was pregnant… He chose another as his Luna. Humiliated and cast aside, Ayesha tried to stay for her unborn child, and for Lyra, her orphaned niece. But when Ronan allowed her and Lyra to be beaten, Ayesha realized the truth: He would never protect them. And if she stayed, they wouldn’t survive. So she ran. With nothing but her niece in one arm and a life growing inside her. Ronan, furious, possessive, and unrepentant, went completely mad trying to find her. But someone else found her first... Alaric Thorne. The cold, dangerous Alpha King feared across the realm. And Ronan’s cousin. The same male accused of killing her brother. But instead of turning her in, Alaric offered her something unthinkable: Marriage. Protection. Power. And as Ronan closed in, Alaric clutched her hand and said- “Please, don’t return to my cousin. Your soul is bound to mine.” Now, caught between the male who broke her and the one fate tied her to, Ayesha must choose: Can she trust the Alpha King who swore to protect her? Or will the past she fled finally destroy them both?

The Return Undeserved Jin Mu was a man who sacrificed everything—honor, love, even his soul—to save a world that spat on his mercy. Betrayed by those he trusted and slain by the friend he called brother, he awakens decades earlier, in the body of his younger self. Armed with memories of a shattered future and mastery over the forbidden Black Emperor Pathway, Jin Mu vows to rewrite destiny. But power has its price, and every choice drags him deeper into the web of old grudges, secret orders, and the merciless Laws that bind reality itself. This time, he will not bend. This time, he will not forgive. Yet even vengeance may not be enough to cleanse a world that deserves nothing—and a man who believes he deserves less.

"They laughed when I begged. They smiled when I bled. But now... the monster they created is coming back for them all."

The Return for Revenge" is a supernatural thriller novel that follows Majid Al-Harthi, a man in his forties who discovers his ability to send his consciousness back in time to his childhood. Initially motivated by revenge against those who betrayed him, Majid's journey evolves into something far greater as he uncovers ancient cosmic secrets and becomes entangled in a struggle between powerful entities that has shaped human history for millennia.

"When she read, Lisa had always hated villains. In her defense, she never expected to become one." Lisa was an avid reader, and among all the books she loved, she had a new obsession: "Beauty and Power", a book in which the main villain shared her name. The book began with two characters, Lisa and Eleanor, who, during a vacation trip, ended up getting lost in a cave and found themselves in the world of beasts. They were best friends and did everything together, so it was no surprise when both transmigrated to the same world. In the world of beasts, they were the most beautiful and caught the attention of the most powerful males. Over time, however, Lisa's envy and ambition grew stronger and stronger. The friends soon became rivals and then enemies. Lisa, the villain, led the fox clan against the tiger clan in the book’s final battle, where she was ultimately defeated by the protagonist, Eleanor. As a consequence of her sins, she was blamed for the war and sold into slavery. To ensure she could never manipulate anyone again, her tongue was cut out. That was the price she paid for her greed. "Now that was a great ending!" Lisa exclaimed, delighted by the story. However, she was far less thrilled when she woke up in the villain’s body. Sold as a slave and unable to speak, Lisa could only rely on her intelligence to survive in that body. But after all, what could she do with the body of a notorious criminal?

Thousands of races coexist, where the sword and Magic shine together, the Human Race, Sea Race, Elves, Dwarfs, Orcs ... all rush to unfold the light of civilization, composing their epic tragedies! (A Lord's Farming Tale)

The Alpha of the pack, my chosen mate, drugged me with his mistress, and they had an affair right on my bed! A sharp pain came from my mark, and I was filled with regret and anger. But they might forget I was the strongest female warrior in the pack! They would pay for it! The next day I came across the Lycan King, whose fiancée had also betrayed him. A brilliant idea suddenly struck me! I boldly walked to the Lycan King, “Your Majesty, my Alpha is treacherous, and your Luna has eloped with an omega. How do you like the idea that we get married?”

“He rejected me in front of the entire pack… because she stole my scent.” Nobody wants a rejected Omega. Ayla Riverwinddoesn’t care anymore. She's done waiting for fate. As Northmoon Pack’s healer, she’s content in the shadows—until the day her world burns. Her best friend, ‘Cassia’, uses forbidden scentbinding magic to steal Ayla’s identity and claim her mate—high-ranking Alpha ‘Darius’—as her own. Publicly rejected, shackled in silver, and tortured with wolfsbane, Ayla is cast into a dungeon and marked feral. The rejection was meant to break her. Instead, it awakens something ancient inside her. When she escapes into the Outlands, Ayla meets ‘Rylan Stormblade’—a rogue healer with secrets carved into his skin and knowledge of a lost ritual that may restore her scent... or kill her. But Ayla’s scent is no longer just hers. It burns through the bond realm, ripping through the senses of one wolf in particular—’Kael Valerius’, the Alpha King. His wolf goes feral when her scent touches the wind, but he already has a Luna. Now hunted by Alphas who want her dead, claimed by a King she doesn’t trust, and stalked by a prophecy that says “the next Luna will break the throne or bless it”, Ayla must rise—not as someone’s mate…but as the Luna they tried to erase.

Elizabeth Winston was once a beloved children's author-until her husband's death stole her words and her will to write. Living in a quiet retreat, she doesn't expect to be drawn out by a soft-spoken little girl named Lily... or by the girl's father, Michael, a widower with a kind heart and gentle eyes. As Elizabeth rediscovers her voice, unexpected love blossoms-but shadows from the past begin to stir. THE DREAM THAT RETURNED  is a story of healing, rebirth, chosen family, and the quiet magic of beginning again.

The foundations of Abyssinia Magna were once built upon the ignorance of its people — a truth that remains unchanged. Ruled by Seraphiel Krüger, the Rex Mundi grows ever stronger, extending its influence across the desolate lands. Isaak of Averno, the reincarnation of the mystic supreme being, now rises. Guided by blind conviction, he will pursue his quests in search of truth — and the annihilation of the Rex Mundi.

BLURB “You're mine now, Sabrina. My property. You'll pay for every pain your father dealt me. And mark my words, there's no escape. I will forever haunt your steps." Twenty years later, Alpha Prince Damon returns. Not as a prince, but as a ghost from Judrith's past, a shadow seeking vengeance. He will reclaim his stolen kingdom, but not before he takes what the evil king holds dearest, his daughter. He will take the princess, break her, possess her and make her his own. But what happens when she's nothing like her father? Will he come to realize her beauty, even with the deep-rooted hatred he harbors for her? The princess is thrown into a choice of duty and love? Her heart now belongs to the very man she was sworn to despise—the man she was destined to betray. Let's find out in this dark romance. A dark romance novel with explicit content. Beware!

"Strip." The command was sharp, laced with authority, cutting through the silence like the crack of a whip. The deep timbre of Dimitri's voice sent a shiver down the spines of the gathered women. They had learned quickly in the past two days, obedience meant survival. At his order, they bowed their heads, hands trembling as they peeled away the thin, tattered fabric that barely shielded them from humiliation. But one of them did not move. She stood frozen in place promting Dimitri's eyes narrow. _________ Born in a world of deception, Princess Sorayah Drakon was forced to live as a prince, hiding her gender and her unique gifts. She can heal wounds, command the elements, disguise as someone else or animals, manipulate dreams, creates powerful illusions, and ability to wield strength no other human possesses. Feeling trapped, she sheds her false identity under the cover of night to dress as a woman. One fateful night, during one of these secret escapades, she met Lupien Nightshade, the crown prince of the werewolves! It was love at first sight. But love soon turns into tragedy when Lupien kills her father, throwing the human kingdom into chaos. Humans were captured as slaves and Sorayah became one of them. She swore revenge, wanting to get close to Lupien to kill him but before she could, she was claimed by Dimitri Nightshade, Lupien's uncle! When she realized their interests aligned, Sorayah sought to gain his trust and use him as a weapon. Two enemies. One kingdom. A shared thirst for destruction. But there was something else. Something Sorayah hadn't planned for. Dimitri Nightshade was irresistible. She hated him so much she wanted to carve his heart out with her bare hands but she couldn't deny the way he made her burn with passion. Will Soraya be able to bend him to her will? Or will she be trapped in his claws forever?

Nix's Heart, Emptiness only exists within He has a the power to protect and claim, Yet it's still no enough, He couldn't find her, His motivation to keep going, Now He's just a drifting ship with no compass... Forever wondering in the Vast Emptiness, But with the unexpected turn of events He was given new opportunities, opportunities to do what his heart desires... --- Our mc is a man who in the surface has it all, but his heart is fragile to those whom he cherished, he lost all of them in his eyes But with new opportunities comes a new future...

> Title: The Lost King Genre: Fantasy | African Mythology | Action Synopsis: Born in the ashes of a fallen kingdom, Adeola was raised in silence—unaware that he is the last heir to a throne drowned in blood. When the ruthless Ojora Empire razes his village, Adeola's world shatters. Left with nothing but grief and an ancient name whispered by his dying father, he joins a band of rebels led by a mysterious war chief. But rebellion is only the beginning. Haunted by visions, hunted by princes, and drawn into forgotten prophecies, Adeola must uncover the truth of his origin… before a shadow sorcerer awakens a war that could destroy the five kingdoms. A tale of fire, legacy, and the crown that fate refuses to bury. If you love stories like Avatar, Game of Thrones, or African lore reborn—enter the world of The Lost King.

In the vast Nazare Blade Empire, ruled with an iron hand by Emperor Groa Aratat, there existed eight princes, each striving for recognition and power. Among them was Josh Aratat, the most obscure and least acknowledged of the emperor’s sons. Born of a mother who passed away when he was just a child, Josh grew up in the shadows of his more celebrated brothers, his heart burdened with loss and his life marked by solitude. One fateful day, Emperor Groa decreed a challenge: each of his sons was to venture into separate regions of the empire, conquer them, and win the loyalty of their people. The prince who demonstrated the greatest strength, strategy, and ability to amass supporters would be crowned the imperial prince—the heir to the throne. The empire buzzed with speculation. Most believed the title would go to the mighty firstborn, Balek Aratat, renowned for his unparalleled strength. Others placed their bets on the cunning second-born, Jaden Aratat, or the skilled third-born, Gerard Aratat. Few gave any thought to the younger sons, particularly the sixth to eighth—Josh included. In their eyes, he was merely a shadow, unworthy of mention in the race for the throne. But everything changed when Josh encountered a dying man, condemned to execution for the crime of stealing bread. Wracked with despair and tired of his own existence, Josh made a startling decision—he offered to take the man’s place, embracing what he thought would be his end. Yet, in an unexpected twist of fate, death did not claim him. Instead, Josh emerged from the ordeal with a newfound power—an extraordinary ability granted as a result of his selfless act. This gift would not only alter the course of his life but also shake the foundations of the Nazare Blade Empire and the world beyond.

this is an mafia love story enemies to lover and Italian mafia love story not an ordinary love story it's a love story which contains : obsession , power , high love standards --- **He proposed at gunpoint. She said yes with her silence. Now the world burns beneath their names.** --- When AIRA SINGH — daughter of a fallen mafia bloodline — arrives in Rome, she wants nothing but peace, her degree, and a life untouched by violence. But peace ends the night she locks eyes with **YUVRAJ MALHOTRA** — the enemy heir. Brutal. Brilliant. And absolutely obsessed with the girl who should've been off-limits. He proposes in public. She spits fire in private. But mafia rules are older than desire… And when marriage becomes strategy — she becomes his queen. What begins as revenge becomes something else. He doesn't want her obedience. He wants her **rage**, her **loyalty**, her **love** — even if he has to bleed for it. Even if the world has to kneel. From black sarees and blood-red roses to vows made with loaded guns, this is a love story written in bullets, betrayal, and the slow, burning undoing of two enemies who should’ve destroyed each other… **but built an empire instead.** --- > “He didn’t fall in love with her smile. He fell in love with the fire she tried to hide. > > “She didn’t love his power. She loved that he gave it to her.” --- Genre: Dark Mafia Romance | Enemies-to-Lovers | Possessive MMC | Queen Rising Themes: Obsession, power, loyalty, love without apology Warnings: Contains mafia violence, mature scenes, and dangerously high love standards ---

After the cataclysm people called the new times N.E or New era for the appearance of demi-humans, and the discovery of magic and mana. As the world stabilized many needed a belief to hold as most people had forsaken their faith as loved ones died. What did they chose….well read to find out -Has some cultivation tendencies/aspects but no face slapping young masters lmao -R18 comes slightly later - no Ntr (unless you count r@pe) -If you dislike beast girls don’t read cuz I’m writing some sh!t -Weird pov at the start sorry -harem is going to be no more than like 5 females…I’m down for species/character suggestions This is a story I've had for a while with the first chapter made. I just haven't decided if I want to proceed with it. Please comment/review if you want me to continue or have any suggestions!.

He became Arthur. He lived his life as Arthur and claimed Excalibur. Now, he has returned with a purpose. Beneath the surface of the world lies a twisted world known as the veil—an dimension where monsters are born from corrupted human emotions and desire. The deeper you go, the more terrifying they become. Each Layer is sealed. Each hides a god-like being, waiting to rise to the surface. Now, Sylas bears the responsibility of keeping the gate between both worlds from breaking. [Keys are passed down through generations. No one knows where they came from, but those keys can open doors to another world — a world filled with deadly trials. If you complete the trial, you return with blessings from gods, mythical beasts, and ancient warriors. The amount of blessings you earn depends on how well you perform. But if you fail, the door shatters… and you are gone forever. If you survive, you are given a permanent rank — a rank that decides your place in society for the rest of your life.]

Morgan discovered a shocking truth about his mother-in-law, Abigail. but before he can act, she frames him for stealing a huge sum of money. Realizing that she's after his life, Morgan flees. Five years later, he returns—only to see that he has a son. Seeing his wife treated like a slave in her father’s house got him infuriated. Desperate to erase the secrets Morgan knows, his mother in-law orders her men who work for her secretly to capture morgan and eliminate him in secret, making it appear as if he was killed in a random gun attack while trying to escape. "Bang!" A loud gunshot echoes through the air, and Morgan's life flashes before his eyes. Blood gushes from the hole in his forehead like a river. "Ding!" System activated "Accept the billionaire wealth system for revenge." Those were the last words Morgan heard before yielding to the darkness that beckoned him.

After dying under mysterious circumstances, Roko finds himself isekai'd into a magical academy aimed to educate and teach magic to princesses. Surrounded by these elite nobles, Roko discovers a spell only he can use, Scan. Why does he have this power? What can he use it for?

The cut was deep. It ran from the sole of her feet to her ankle. Fresh blood trikled down from her foot. How long was it until she reached another village. The forest was covered in snow and the frost Had started bite her skin. Amelein heaved for air as she had been in the forest for the past hour. Save for the hoooting of an owl and a wild cat that had meowed some minutes ago, she was practically alone. But the wind brought a faint sound to her ear... footsteps. They were faint but she could hear it and now she knew she had company. And she was sure it was not good company. She was at a disadvantage because her foot was injured. The only thing that her subconscious told her was one word. 'run' But her strength was failing her. She prayed enearstly for som sort of escape. What if it was a vampire! Or worst a black witch.!!!! She tried to steady her breath while hiding behind one of the trees. It had large branches which was enough to cover her. She bent over and sat on the forest floors while steadying herself on her good foot. She left the other foot to rest straight while stretching it to avoid the injured side. ***** Dante walked through the forest while watching out for signs of black witches. No normal man would walk into this part of the forest. It was called the heart of the forest for a reason. Even though it was quiet. The eery silence and the fog that rose to the length of his knees and circled the entire forest. It was said to start at the stroke of midnight,some said the were spirits of the deceased the were wandering about since they refused to pass through the gates of eternal rest. Hell or heaven? Who cared anyways. He was there because of the council man who said he had heard of the black witch who had been creating a potion turn humans into a docile state and she had planned an attack on an entire human village but he was sure the attack had already taken place because , it was meant to take place that night. He wasn't a saint to come here to save the city... Of course not . There were people in the department and they were too lazy to do their jobs. Just when he was about to kick the wooden door he found deep in the heart of the forest that looked like a small old box house. It was so small that he doubted if it was up to quarter the size of his room. Suddenly he smelt something in the air, it it was very potent. It was blood. His fangs grew and began to crave blood. He struggled to control his thirst and it seemed really bad at the moment. It enveloped his senses which made him momentarily forget his mission to trace the source of the blood. This wasn't human blood but then what race was this? He began walking until he got to a thicket of trees where so many trees clustered together there by forming an umbrella. He held up his short revolver gun and held it up with both hands while using his ears as extra set of equipment used to pick up any odd sounds. Just as he was about to take a step forward he a spike in a heart beat but it was beating at a slow beat which was odd. He used his nostrils to concentrate but the sound and the smell where coming from the same place. Then he sighted a dress and soon he could make out a silhouette of a woman in a seated position. but what was a human female doing in this part of the forest. But she didn't look like a witch. While still in thought he heard the woman scream so loudly, letting out a shrill cry. That was when he noticed the presence of a vampire with but it was a low level vampire with bright red eyes but his fangs were longer than normal. A deranged vampire. His nails grew out long and harshly grabbed the woman while piercing his nails into her skin causing blood to ooze out of the injured hands. Dante seeing this quickly aimed for the head of the corrupted vampire making the later fall limb on the ground after releasing the woman. But instead of one rather two bodies fell to the ground, one following the other.

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.

After defeating the Demon God in a battle that shook the very fabric of existence, Argan discovers a mysterious portal leading back to Earth , a world he has not seen in millions of years. But upon his return, he is stunned to find that only five years have passed… and even more shocking, he now has twin children waiting for him. But his children had been target by mysterious group. The world he live completely different from five years ago where there nine big portal that connect earth with nine other world . He also suddenly realised that he doesn't remember what happen before he vanish from earth .

Kael was the Angel of Death. Not the most radiant. Not the most exalted. But the most absolute. He had no will. No desire. And thus....Nothing could stand against him. Nothing could defy him. When the world reached its end, Kael remained. Silent. Unshaken. Even Heaven and Hell no longer knew what to do with him. And when the cosmos prepared to vanish into eternal silence… He was reborn.... as a human. Now, the one who once marked the end of all things must learn to become a beginning. But this world is not ready to receive... what he once carried.

This is my second Novel. I’m still learning and working on both my novels. hope you enjoy reading it My other Novel: Kingdom of Valor

The gods are gone, but their blood still courses through royal veins, shaping empires long after their abandonment. Darrow Ghaldre, the feared Kingslayer King, seeks to annihilate every other monarch and their kin to break the divine grip on mankind. Now, twenty cycles later, peace decays as crops rot, beasts prowl, and whispers stir of god-blood that survived. Johanus Dhulos, once Ghaldre’s blade, now tends his fields in peace with his son Quintin. Until a shadow from the past comes hunting. The end of kings was only the beginning.

(Rework in progress) *** This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Insanity is just your opinion, man... Bexley Finch was the Nekomancer — a max-level hero with magic, power, and a harem of loyal catgirls who adored him. Then the System kicked him back to Earth. No stats. No spells. No Nekos. But Bexley remembers. And he needs them back — even if that means reshaping the world, rewriting reality, and bending minds to fit the life he lost. Only... the System isn’t done with him. And it’s not just the Nekos being reprogrammed. As memories shift and desires warp, Bexley’s quest for love turns into a waking nightmare — where every thought he has might not be his own. Nekomancer: The Return is a darkly absurd LitRPG psychological horror exploring mind control, loss, and the terrifying possibility of what happens when life is a leash which inevitably leads to the System. Warning: This story contains themes of manipulation, compromised consent, and psychological control. It does not glorify these elements — it dismantles them. -- This book is currently available on Amazon at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DG8R14XQ and I will finish posting it all after September (when KDP ends). If you are enjoying it and want to read it before then, you can read it there. I will also start posting it in Patreon.com/lucasthorn with additional notes and thoughts for each chapter. :) --

[Warning: Mature Content and a ruthless, everything here is fictional] Betrayed by his closest friends. Abandoned in the final battle. Branded as a traitor from both the demonkind and humanity. Tortured. Broken. Backstabbed. At the end of his life. Alex awakens ten years in the past, reborn in his fifteen-year-old body. Armed with the memories of betrayal and the strength he once earned through blood and pain, he’s no longer the timid boy they used and discarded. This time, he won’t be a pawn. This time, he’ll take everything back. The strongest warrior has returned, for revenge.