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Ember Fiera

Transmigración: La Pequeña Chef Toma las Decisiones

Nueva novela "Tiembla, Grandes Seres del Universo" está siendo serializada actualmente~ De la noche a la mañana, una diosa culinaria hermosa se convierte en la despreciada Pequeña Estrella del Desastre Una casa en ruinas con tres habitaciones, un padre discapacitado, una madre débil y dos hermanas menores flacas que cuidar ¿¡Qué?! ¿Su madre tuvo tres hijas solo porque era dura con la vida de sus hermanos? ¿Su padre cayó del techo y ha estado postrado en cama durante medio año, solo porque ella estaba jugando con barro cerca? —Ella llama a sus abuelos una vez, y al instante uno cae enfermo y el otro tiene un accidente; incluso los hijos queridos de la familia de su Tío se ahogan con su comida porque ese día resulta ser su cumpleaños. —¡Humph! —El Tío podría tolerarlo, ¡pero la Tía no! —Si no muestro mi poder, ¿me tratarán todos como a Garfield el gato? —¿Creen que por cinco taeles de plata, pueden venderme a un enfermizo débil para tener buena suerte? —Bueno, ya que soy la Pequeña Estrella del Desastre, ¡convertiré vuestra casa en una zona de desastres! —¿Quieren vender a su hermana a un hogar adinerado para que se convierta en esclava o criada? —Ella grita, agarra un cuchillo carnicero, lucha contra los demonios que encuentra y mata a los fantasmas que enfrenta. Desde entonces, su reputación como una fiera salvaje se extiende por todo el pueblo. —Que así sea si soy salvaje. —Por el bien de mis seres queridos, me convierto gustosamente en la Señora Cocinera Salvaje. Con mis excelentes habilidades culinarias, abro un restaurante, me convierto en una chef de primera, desarrollo nuevas recetas, capturo los corazones de los amantes de la comida e incluso encuentro nuevas maneras de hacer una gran fortuna, llevando a toda mi familia a la riqueza y un mejor nivel de vida. —En cuanto a esos parientes descarados que lamen sus caras y regresan a reconocer el parentesco, ella les da una dulce sonrisa, les hace un adiós con la mano: Que tengan buen viaje. —El papel de desheredación ya está enmarcado y colgado en la pared. —En cuanto a los hombres, bueno, hasta mi hermanita lo sabe: —Ser guapo no llena el estómago. —Un hombre que gana dinero, mima a su esposa, y sigue las tres obediencias y las cuatro virtudes es un cuñado de primera calidad. —Declaración seria: —Este artículo es puramente ficticio. —Por favor, no imiten ningún argumento, comportamiento, acción, etc. —Valoren su vida y vivan bien~
Xin Yue Ge · 115.4K Views

"Let Your Soul Kneel to My Heart"

He exhaled the smoke from his cigarette as if releasing his soul. The ember dimmed, but the fire in his chest roared louder. “How did I become this chained to you?” he murmured, his voice hollow. “Like shackles on my heart… How does one leave when they were imprisoned in someone’s love? How did I, so cautious and aware, fall victim to you? And how does one heal from wounds carved by the one they trusted?” There was no reply. Just the silence of her gaze, fleeing from his. “Tell me,” he whispered, “how do I rip you from my chest when you’ve rooted yourself like a rose among thorns—cutting me every time I try to let go? I bleed when I forget you, I break when I hate you. What kind of curse is this? And now you ask for forgiveness… Tell me—will forgiveness teach me how to forget?” She blinked away tears, her voice trembling like a confession: “I hurt you… and I hurt myself too. Your wounds burn inside me like fire. Let me heal them. Let me give you my soul, fill your heart with a love that honors you, that redeems me. I’ll erase the pain with tenderness, heal you with my beauty, my cunning… I killed you, I know. Let me bring you back to life.” He crushed the cigarette between his fingers. Harshly, he barked: “Then bow.” She bowed, voice soft, eyes lowered. “And here I am, my love… I bow before your heart, in surrender. Will you forgive me now?” A wicked smile curled on his lips. “Stab my heart,” he said coldly. “Ask for forgiveness. Wish for death. Because my forgiveness… is fire. And in it, you shall burn.”
iyad_Rokhou · 1K Views

A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 128.1K Views

Transmigrated: The Lycan King’s Pet

Suddenly, the door burst open, flying a meter away from its position. A figure stood at the center of the doorway, his chest heaved heavily. His sharp claws glistened in the dim light. His raven black hair was ruffled, and his eyes were silvery grey. “Master…” I muttered, a small smile curved on my lips. ‘He came at last.’ The temperature dropped as his overbearing aura crept into every corner of the room. Damon didn’t charge or growl. He just walked forward slowly, calmly, as if he had all the time in the world. But something about him felt like the calm before a storm. “Close your eyes,” he said. His voice was so calm, as if everything was alright. Then came a sharp, horrifying sound like thick fabric tearing. A blood-chilling cry followed. “STOP! PLEASE! I didn’t touch her… I was wrong… please…!” Erik wailed. But another snap came, followed by a heavy thud against the ground.  “Touch what belongs to me…” Damon murmured. His voice was low, steady, and terrifying. “…And this is what you get.” A long silence followed. Then, slow footsteps echoed. “You’re safe now,” he said. He covered my body with his jacket and carried me out. The candle behind us flickered once more, casting one last glow on Erik’s bloodied remains… before it went out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent woman she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.
Missnormal · 202.4K Views

A PROGENITOR'S SEED

In a world ruled by the iron fist of cultivation, where vast Holy Lands dictate the fate of continents and power flows through a rigid hierarchy of Dynasties and Empires, the Mo Clan is but a forgotten ember. Living precariously on the outskirts of Pinecreek Town, Mo Li, a father burdened by responsibility and limited to Body Refinement 5th Stage, faces a desperate race against time. His four quadruplet children, Mo Feng, Mo Lei, Mo Yue, and Mo Xuan—each distinct in personality yet bound by shared hardship—are just two years from their 11th birthday, the pivotal age for Martial Soul Awakening. Their survival, and the clan's very existence, hinges on Mo Li's ability to secure rare Martial Beasts whose essence-saturated blood will ignite their latent potential. A chance encounter with Han Ling, a benevolent noble from the powerful Han Clan, offers a lifeline: a mission to gather common herbs in exchange for access to the city's Beast Forest and precious Spirit Stones. This opportunity propels Mo Li into a grueling two-year crucible. He battles beasts many stages his superior, suffering heavy wounds and forced retreats, yet forging himself through sheer will and a breakthrough to Body Building 1st Stage. He secures three of the four vital Martial Beasts, all while preparing his children for the awakening and enduring the terrifying yearly beast surges from the forest. As the quadruplets' birthday dawns, the pressure mounts for the final, most dangerous hunt. Their individual Martial Souls—unique spiritual manifestations dictating their cultivation paths and innate abilities—will soon be revealed, shaping their destinies within the Mo Clan's desperate struggle. From this humble, nearly extinguished beginning, The Progenitor's Seed chronicles the Mo Clan's epic journey. Driven by unwavering familial bonds, they will defy the rigid power structures, navigate treacherous political landscapes, and overcome overwhelming odds, sowing the seeds of a new legacy as they strive to ascend from the mire and become the strongest clan the world has ever known.
longrunhen · 2.5K Views

In The Flames Of The Fallen

{Warning: Contains Mature Content} “Those who venture into the flames shall be consumed by its tongue—And they shall be called the Fallen.” One bloody night, Ember AshFall loses everything she never truly had. Born without magic, rejected by her coven and forsaken by her own family, she was always the outcast. But on that night of monstrosity, they were all plunged into the flames to burn to their deaths. And Ember did burn with them... until he pulled her from the fire. Khaos BlueBlood. Immortal. Cold-blooded Original Vampire. Battle-scarred god. He was nothing like the men from her cold, distant world. And when she rises from the ashes like a phoenix, he offers her a choice: stay a powerless witch… or risk everything and become something more. It was never truly a choice. In a deadly twist of fate, Ember assumes the identity of a dead princess—her doppelganger and heiress to the most powerful Human Clan. Thrust into a court of silk and knives, she becomes a pawn of the Queen Consort—a grieving mother who lost her real daughter, and now uses Ember in her place to enact cold-blooded vengeance. Yet amid the games of politics and power, Ember begins to feel something she's never known: twisted, complicated love. And from none other than the very mother who uses her… and perhaps, cherishes her too. Determined to protect her new life, Ember becomes the perfect daughter, the flawless princess. She learns to smile while wielding secrets, flawlessly playing the game of hearts and thrones among a royal family that wouldn’t hesitate to spill blood for power. Then he returns. Eight years later, Khaos BlueBlood is back to collect the price for saving her. A price so steep it unearths ancient truths and threatens everything she’s built. But what begins as a debt owed soon burns into something neither of them can afford—an attraction forged in fire, forbidden by duty, and dangerous enough to ruin them both. Torn between the queen who forged her and the vampire who saved her, Ember must navigate a world of fire and betrayal—where loyalty is born through pain, and love is just another form of control. Especially when the witch powers she never had begin to awaken—and they all lead back to him. One wears a stolen crown. One sharpens a stolen daughter. One hides a dagger behind every smile. And in a world where fire feeds the fallen, only the cruel will survive.
JaneSmitten · 62.5K Views

Addicted to you

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.
Pink_Winter · 1.3M Views

Soul God Dominates the Mortal World

What happens when, along his journey, a powerful god suddenly becomes curious about mortal life—a life he’s never experienced? How thrilling would it be when a god, born as a god, suddenly decides—on a whim—to descend into the world of men and indulge in the pleasures of mortal existence…? [A/N: Author is a transcendent daoist of culture and a firm believer in Milf supremacy!] A mighty, ancient god… The God of Souls—Deus Anima! Ambushed by Zeus, the so-called Heavenly Emperor— A maniacal tyrant who seeks to kill and destroy any existence he deems a rival. Wounded, cornered, and left without a means to reincarnate… He suddenly remembered a certain world. A world he saved from utter destruction exactly eighty-three years ago. A world he sealed and tucked away in a special plane of his divine dimension. Upon arriving, what he found shocked him— The Soul Species he treasured most were on the brink of extinction. But fate wasn’t done with him just yet. Among the dying embers of that world… Two souls shone brilliantly. Two souls that met his standards. And so… it begins. Not a path to power—because he’s already powerful beyond comprehension— But a journey through planes and dimensions… Hunting and killing gods. Building his first ever harem in a world were he's worshiped as the one true God... * A/N: Due to plot and the unique nature of his rebirth, smut scenes will begin around chapters 27–35. Once they begin— It’s back-to-back carnage and carnal pleasure, blended with intense action! This plot has depth, heat, and heavenly thighs. I promise—the wait is worth it! Excerpt: “In every Soul, there is a Universe! And in that universe—you are king! And when you are king… you give the law. Every being must bow to it!” “Zeus… you made a grave mistake. You dared to go against me—do you not realize that I am the unspoken ruler of your empire… of the entire Heavenly Plane!?” “Worry not. For I will return. And when I do… I’ll take your head. One by one, I’ll slaughter every last hypocritical god and angel!” “I am the only law. The king of Rebirth and Reincarnation! You really thought… I would die so easily!?” A voice echoed through a space so dark and vast it seemed infinite. Ethereal. Divine. Mystical. But little did he know— Not everything… is what it seems. Follow the Soul Mancer, God of Souls, as he embarks on a journey across planes— Slaying gods, enchanting beauties, and unleashing divine retribution upon heaven itself. Milfs, mortal maidens, and mature vixens beware. #SMUT ✓ Check #Domineering MC ✓ Check #Overpowered ✓ Check #Dark & Gritty ✓ Check #Character Development ✓ Check #OP MC ✓ Check #R18+ ✓ Check #Harem Building ✓ Check #Magic & Mayhem ✓ Check #Reincarnation ✓✓ Double Check Alternative Titles: Rise of the Ancient God of Souls Deus Anima: Rise of the Soul Sovereign God of Souls Ascending This book is entered into the WPC! So please— Read, Vote, Review, And recommend to your cultured friends. Let them experience divinity... one steamy chapter at a time. DISCORD SERVER! https://discord.gg/FnYXhK3A
Overinspired_Chef · 149.9K Views

FEARBREAKER

In the rain-slicked, neon-drenched streets of Veridia City, one name is whispered in terror: The Vexillum Consortium. A monolithic crime syndicate whose tendrils choke every facet of life, they are the unopposed gods of the city's rotten heart. Their law is fear, their justice is death, and the police are nothing more than their neutered pets. To stand against The Vex is to beg for an end too brutal to imagine. When a desperate girl, Elara, makes a final, futile run for her life after witnessing the murder of her brother, the entire city turns a blind eye. She is prey, and The Vex are the hunters. Cornered in a dark alley, her hope extinguished, she collides with a man who is not from this city, a man with eyes that burn like embers. Kaelen "Kael" Ryker. He was only looking for a restaurant. But when he sees the girl's terror and the arrogant smirks of her pursuers, something ancient and cold within him awakens. They thought he was just another sheep to be slaughtered. They were wrong. He is the wolf the shepherds pray will never come. This is not a story of a hero. This is the story of a monster who hunts other monsters. The chronicle of a man whose power is so absolute, it inspires not just hope, but a terrifying awe. Watch as he dismantles the city's fear, piece by bloody piece, and builds an empire on its ashes, gathering a harem of deadly, beautiful women who are drawn to the irresistible gravity of his strength. He is not a hero. He is the FEARBREAKER.
RSisekai · 4.6K Views

Embers of Alathar

Arthur Smith, once known as the "Heavenly King" and "War Demon" in a world ravaged by demons, has survived a century of war, endless battles, and the collapse of humanity itself. His reign ended in the cold embrace of death—his lifeline, the System, exhausted, his power depleted. But death wasn't the end. Arthur awakes in a new world—Alathar—a realm of sword and magic, where the rules of life and death are unlike anything he's ever known. With no memories of how he arrived and no idea what forces brought him here, Arthur quickly discovers that this land is on the verge of its own destruction. The monsters of Alathar are not just creatures of rage but sentient beings who possess unimaginable power, far darker and more ancient than the demons he once faced. In this strange new world, Arthur is no longer a king. His powers are different, his body unfamiliar, and the very land itself seems to pulse with an eerie energy. He is now a mere warrior struggling to survive, but remnants of his old instincts—the battles he's fought and the wars he's led—begin to resurface. With each fight, Arthur uncovers more about his new abilities, his role in this world, and a past he can’t remember. When he crosses paths with an enigmatic giant who guards the ancient secrets of Alathar, Arthur learns that his arrival was no accident. He was chosen—though for what purpose, even he can’t yet understand. The land itself is waking from an ancient slumber, and dark forces are stirring beneath its surface. Powerful beings are moving in the shadows, pulling strings to reshape the world in their image, and Arthur may be the only one who can stop them. But this world does not offer the comforts of kingship or the certainty of his former life. In Alathar, power is earned through battle, and trust is a rare commodity. Arthur will need to rely not only on his skill and cunning but on the fragile alliances he forms with those who, like him, are lost, broken, and in need of redemption. As Arthur unravels the mysteries of Alathar, he faces the harsh reality that in this new world, there are no guarantees—no immortal kings, no perfect systems. The fight for survival is constant. The question isn't if Arthur will fall, but when—and whether he can rise once more. Will Arthur be able to harness the forgotten powers within him, or will Alathar’s darkness claim him as it has claimed so many before? theme: Rebirth and Redemption: Arthur must come to terms with his past, not as the king of a fallen world but as a man reborn with no title, no allies, and no system to rely on. He will need to rebuild himself from the ground up, learning that power doesn’t come from titles or ancient systems—it comes from within. Survival and Adaptation: In a world that doesn’t care about his past or his glory, Arthur must fight to survive, adapt to the harsh realities of Alathar, and find new ways to engage in the battle for dominance and freedom. The Unseen Forces: Alathar is more than just a magical world; it’s a land of ancient, hidden forces that have been dormant for eons. Arthur’s arrival may have been foreseen by some of these powers, and he’ll need to navigate a delicate web of secrets, ancient beings, and hidden histories to discover the true purpose of his existence here. The Cost of Power: Arthur’s powers, once vast and boundless, are no longer his alone. Alathar requires sacrifice in exchange for strength. He will face the consequences of wielding magic, and the cost may be greater than he’s willing to pay. Allies and Enemies: Trust is a fragile thing in this world. Arthur will encounter beings who may be friends, foes, or both. Alliances will be formed out of necessity, but betrayal will always be a lingering threat. Can he learn to trust again, or is every relationship doomed to fail?
ata_hosseini · 1.8K Views
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