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The Unwanted Undead

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 123.6K Views

Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Everyday was the same for Skullius. An Undead minion of the lowest order like him, didn’t have to find a grand purpose… other than mining mana gems for his Lich master, of course. His peers thought so. They lacked ambition. To be fair, so did he. But there was just that something that kept nagging at him. A spark that no other skeleton seemed to have. Other than being the sassy bullshitter obsessed with mana that he was, why did Skullius vaguely remember being something other than a Moronic Undead drone once? What had come before his Undeath? In the end, it was this spark that allowed our atrocious hero to escape the clutches of his evil master and reach another world. And it is in this world, chock full of dangers – most beckoned by Skullius’ abnormally horrendous luck, to be honest – that the skeleton’s journey begins. In Aigas – the new world – he prepared for the greatest getback of an age armed with a power greater than that of the Liches of Deadmanland! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]
Shade_Arjuun · 2.2M Views

Phantom Eyes: Mistress of the Undead

In the modern world, Victoria is an average day girl. That was— until her family moved her out to a new city for a better school opportunity. However, after the move, Victoria now sees the dead and discovers that dead people are miserable, selfish bastards! With this new found power, Victoria now sees everything wrong with this city. Suddenly, all she wants is to leave in one piece after entangling herself in a scheme that should have stayed burried. — ݁ᛪ༙ ♱ ᛪ༙ — Warnings: •Gore (in general) •Descriptions and/or mentions of gore •Descriptions and/or mentions of suicide & self harm •Descriptions and/or mentions of drugs, medications, or improper use of substances (drug abuse, overdoses, alcohol abuse, etc) •Descriptions and/or mentions of racial discrimination •Descriptions and/or mentions of homophobia •Descriptions and/or mentions of abuse, such as sexual, mental, verbal, and physical violence •Descriptions and/or mentions of bullying •Descriptions and/or mentions of crimes commited by humans (arson, dealing, kidnapping, murder, etc.) •Mentions of child death, miscarriages •Mentions of Cults •Heavy religious imagery •Other broad topics such as terroism, torture, stalking, etc •Etc. (Dealing with professions, disorders, etc.) Please note, none of this is to discredit those who have lived through these traumatic/tragic events. "Dead Dove, Do Not Eat" You have been warned. Please consider not reading if you are sensitive to any of the topics above. Recommend to be 17-18+! — ݁ᛪ༙ ♱ ᛪ༙ — Using this to get out of writers block... the struggle is real. Hopefully I'll get back to my other book. (The other book is Brittle Tale, a sans AU I made randomly after getting into the fandom again. It has 2 chapters, if you wanna, give it a read if you're into magical skeletons! .... and don't bully me I know it's cringe to some for having a sans AU book in 2025... (′︿‵。))
KARMAx_ · 107 Views

Turning: rebirth of the unwanted one

Rane was the cherished young miss of the William family, but as fate would have it, their affection deeply favoured her adopted sister. The reason was simple, as children Genna and Rane were switched at birth. Rane had lived in the slums while Genna was raised by the Williams family. By the time the Williams family found her their ties with Genna had already become too tight. They couldn't accept her. Haunted by a tumultuous past that saw her wandering the unforgiving streets, Rane had developed a quiet, fragile demeanour that resembled the calm before a storm. The scars of her past etched into her soul made her reluctant to defend herself, even when Genna—sometimes out of jealousy—slandered her unfairly. Rane often faded into the background, a silent observer in her own life, but this only stoked the fires of resentment among her siblings, who labelled her as spineless and malicious. The relentless bullying and merciless ridicule she faced took their toll, leading her down a dark spiral into depression. Friends, teachers, and family dismissed her pain, assuming she was merely feigning weakness, leaving her to suffer in silence. Instead of receiving the support she needed, Rane found herself trapped in a vicious cycle of mistreatment that deepened her despair. Only her godmother, Jenna, seemed to grasp the extent of Rane’s anguish. By the time Jenna intervened, attempting to rescue her from the suffocating grasp of her adoptive family, Rane had become a mere shadow of her former self. The vibrant spark of life within her had dimmed, extinguished by the burdens she carried. Her will to fight, to change her circumstances, slowly ebbed away, mirroring her physical decline. Ultimately, she succumbed to the weight of her suffering, leaving this world with one solitary wish: she wanted to be strong so strong that no one would be able to take advantage of her.
Grace_Lenchiro · 1K Views

Undead Evolution – The Rise of a Monster Begins

Asher had always dreamed of adventure. A simple farm boy with a bright smile and a sickle in hand, he set off to join the Adventurer’s Guild, believing his new life would be filled with excitement, camaraderie, and maybe a little glory. He had no grand ambitions—just a thirst for something more than crops and cattle. But the world had other plans. His first dungeon dive should have been easy—an entry-level quest to clear out some weak monsters. But when he meets a lost, whimpering goblin child, his kindness costs him everything. Tricked and betrayed, Asher is ripped apart, his screams swallowed by the darkness of the labyrinth. His adventure should have ended there. But it didn’t. Refusing to die—refusing to be forgotten—his soul clung to what little remained. His flesh was devoured. His blood seeped into the earth. Only his bones remained. And so, Asher rose again. A mind once filled with dreams now wrestles with the instincts of the undead. A body once strong and warm is now nothing but bone. He should be mindless, hollow—but something wrong lingers inside him, something still alive. Stronger. Faster. Hungrier. What started as an innocent adventure has turned into a brutal fight for survival. To evolve, he must kill. To grow stronger, he must devour. And as he climbs from the depths of the dungeon that consumed him, one question burns in his hollow chest: "If I was meant to die… then why am I still here?"
Apple_Phoenix · 1K Views

The Unwanted Bouquet

You ever have a perfectly peaceful life? One that’s quiet, predictable, comfortable? Yeah. I had that once. A nice little flower shop, a hidden enchanted garden that only I knew about, and exactly zero unnecessary distractions. My business wasn’t booming, but it was steady, and most importantly, I was left alone. Then, they showed up. First, a half-dead human collapsed outside my shop. Like an idiot, I brought him inside instead of leaving him there to be someone else’s problem. Turns out, he’s from some ancient mage bloodline and thinks I—just because I’m an elf—should teach him magic. I have lived centuries longer than him. I have forgotten more things than he’s probably ever learned. I told him no. He whined. I told him no again. He kept whining. Eventually, I caved, but only under one condition: if he wanted to learn, he had to work for it. Then, just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, we found something worse than a lost human—a vampire. Sleeping. In my enchanted garden. Acting like it belonged to him. He refused to leave, ignored every single one of my threats, and had the audacity to look offended when we tried to kick him out. In the end, we had to force him to help with the shop just to make sure he wouldn’t be a freeloading parasite. And now? My once-perfect, peaceful life is in shambles. The shop is crowded. My workload has somehow doubled. My garden is infested with an insufferable mage and an even more insufferable vampire. And with February just around the corner, business is picking up, meaning I have even less time to deal with their nonsense. I never asked for this. I never wanted this. And yet, somehow, this is my life now. I am too old for this nonsense. Someone, send help!
Eilith_Veyne · 897 Views
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