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BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.
Anna_Baibe · 311.3K Views

THE DROWNED PRINCE AND THE OUTCAST

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “Fuck, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs and realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past, a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.
Anna_Baibe · 42.4K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 31.4K Views

The Faith God: From Orphan to Apex Deity

In a desolate world ravaged by oppressive powers and ancient magic, Karim Grete, a mere orphan, fights relentlessly for survival. His fate takes an unimaginable turn when he unearths a forgotten cultivation method, awakening an indomitable will and a lightning-fast talent for Essence Cultivation. With each of the nine steps within every realm, from the Awakening to the Apex of Ascension, Karim's power skyrockets at an unprecedented pace. But as he grows stronger, the cries of the oppressed echo louder. Driven by his instinct to survive and protect, Karim rallies the downtrodden, becoming their shield and their hope. This burgeoning movement solidifies into the Gretian Religion, with Karim as its first Pope. Upon reaching the Apex of Ascension, Karim transcends mortality. He unlocks Divine Resonance, a unique power where the fervent faith and unwavering piety of his devoted followers condense into boundless, pure divine energy. He becomes the God of Faith—a self-made deity whose power grows exponentially with every believer, without a single drawback or limitation. His ascent doesn't stop at godhood. His newly formed Divine Kingdom swiftly evolves into a Genesis Realm, a cosmic canvas where he wields ultimate control over time and reality. Here, he seeds a new world with creatures from his past and manifests the loyal Gretian Race, along with countless others, watching as his creation expands, destined to encompass a multiverse. Even the gods born within his own dominion cannot surpass his might. Karim's meteoric rise sends shockwaves through the cosmos, challenging ancient, established deities, tyrannical empires, and awakening primordial evils. Will this unparalleled Faith God usher in a new era of ultimate power and creation, or will the universe itself bend to his absolute will? Follow Karim as he transforms from dust to divinity, forging his legend as The Faith God: From Orphan to Apex Deity!
DAVINTO · 1K Views

Ashes of Faith

a decaying metropolis that defies logic and space—where skyscrapers bleed shadow and time fractures without warning—three teenagers awaken without memories, tethered to a city that’s alive with secrets. Each one carries a fragment of an ancient power tied to a forgotten war of gods, hearts, and dimensions. This is a world where the mind shapes matter, where belief can tear through dimensions, and doubt can kill. At the core of the city's chaotic order lies a combat system based on spatial manipulation: bending angles, folding distance, severing continuity—where fights are not just physical, but existential. Trapped between warring factions, myth-worshipping cults, and sentient artificial architectures, the trio must confront not only monstrous external threats, but their own inner voids. Every alternate version of themselves across infinite realities is a reminder of who they could have been—and what they may yet become. But the deeper they descend into the city's shifting underlayers, the more blurred the line becomes between illusion and identity. The path to freedom is not through power. It's through believing in who they truly are, in a world that demands they become someone else. "Believe in Yourself" is a grand, multilayered epic of trauma, destiny, rebellion, and choice, unfolding over thousands of chapters with a cast of 20 core characters, each carrying their own myth, arc, and burden. Because in a world built to erase you—faith in yourself is the last weapon left.
Layve · 4.1K Views

ŚRADDHĀ: BEYOND FAITH

Your spiritual life deserves to be built on something more solid than hope. Vikram thought he had found it — his path, his purpose, his peace. Years of unwavering devotion, tireless rituals, and heartfelt surrender to his guru had become the foundation of his life. Until it all collapsed. One shattering discovery. A guru exposed. And the silence he once called peace shattered into a storm of questions — raw, relentless, echoing through every corner of his soul: Who can I trust? What is real? Am I just another fooled believer? As his world crumbles, Vikram is thrust into the most dangerous territory of all — his own mind. In a world crowded with self-proclaimed masters, seductive philosophies, and spiritual shortcuts, how does a seeker find clarity? That’s when he meets Babaji — not with fanfare or mystical theatrics, but beneath an old banyan tree, with stillness deeper than words. Their meeting is not a miracle. It is a method. And that method is called Śraddhā. Not blind faith. Not passive hope. But the kind of knowing that stands up to scrutiny, that grows stronger under questioning, that honors doubt as a doorway rather than a danger. Through Vikram’s raw, intimate journey, you’ll walk the razor’s edge — between deception and discernment, belief and betrayal, silence and certainty. Layer by layer, you'll witness how ancient Vedic epistemology — time-tested, rational, and astonishingly relevant — transforms a broken believer into a seeker of truth who cannot be shaken. This is not just a story. It’s an invitation. For every soul who’s ever wondered: What if my family traditions are hollow? Why do spiritual truths contradict each other? Can truth be verified without abandoning my heart? What if doubt is sacred too? “I was Vikram,” the author confesses. If you’re done with the noise... If you’re hungry for the real... If you’re ready to verify, not just believe... Then your journey begins here.
Abhinav_Anand_108 · 1.9K Views
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