Cloak Clasp

In a world devastated by war and radiation, Dylan, a battle-hardened lieutenant, awakens trapped in a mysterious cavern, surrounded by strange creatures—some resembling myths he believed existed only in books. As he struggles to make sense of his surroundings, he encounters a series of unexpected events. Torn between the brutality of his past and the strangeness of his new environment, Dylan begins to question his reality. Is this a lucid dream or a new existence he must face? What he does know is that this reality is no kinder than the one he left behind. Wars, suffering, and violence still reign supreme, now in a world filled with mythical beings and all-too-real dangers. This dark continent, vast and shrouded in mystery, has been explored only up to 5%. The majority of its lands remain unknown, cloaked in darkness as deep as the secrets they hide. Determined to uncover the mystery of his arrival in this world, Dylan quickly realizes he cannot do it alone. On this cursed land, no one has ever survived in isolation.

~From ancient times, humans were safeguarded by the Devas—beings of divine power and righteousness. But even the Devas were not immune to the allure of desire, and when their ambitions turned corrupt, their immortality bore a terrible curse. ~In a world where humanity has become the greatest adversary of divinity and virtue, ancient threats long thought to be myths still linger in the shadows. To counter this darkness, a new generation of Devas must rise. ~These are the Devangsh, fragments of the divine who walk among humans, their true identities concealed in plain sight. But even within them, shadows fester, threatening to awaken ancient rivalries and devastating calamities. ~At Aditya High School, five seemingly ordinary students—Manash, Arunika, Vani, Suraj, and Bikram—struggle to balance their teenage lives while hiding the truth of their divine heritage. Just as they begin to unravel the mysteries of their destinies, a transfer student named Akshay arrives, exuding a presence that is both terrifying and familiar. His arrival marks the beginning of chaos, as calamities follow in his wake. ~Who is Akshay? ~Is he an ally, bound by an ancient oath to protect the Devangsh? Or is he a mortal enemy cloaked in deception, sent to destroy everything they hold dear? Meanwhile, Sristi, a seemingly ordinary girl who resides in the school hall, finds her world turned upside down by Akshay’s arrival. Secrets buried for centuries resurface, and the past begins to unravel. ~As loyalty is tested and the stakes grow apocalyptic, Manash and his comrades must uncover the truth about Akshay, the origin of the Devangsh, and a destiny they never sought but cannot escape. Will they rise to fulfill their divine duties, or will the darkness within and around them prevail?

A door unfolded before him. Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within. The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear. The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests. They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party. Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering. He had no reason to refuse.

Orion wasn’t expecting a prophecy in the bustling market of Cerros-7, where he had been deployed on a mission, when a woman cloaked in tattered veils, her eyes glowing like embers from a dying fire suddenly appeared in front of him. With a grip as cold as death itself, she seized Orion’s hand and, in a voice that cut through him like a blade, she whispered: "The sky must fall for your star to rise, A veil of despair shrouds crimson skies. Through ash and ember, your brilliance softly flies, A light reborn where endless darkness lies."

Liana has always been the outcast—a forgotten daughter living in the shadow of her perfect sister, scorned by her parents, and betrayed by her pack. Stripped of her position as Alpha heir and cast aside, her life takes a darker turn when she is forced into an unwanted bond with Kieran, a rogue cloaked in mystery and secrets. Kieran is not what he seems. Beneath his rugged exterior lies a powerful secret, one that could shatter everything Liana thought she knew about her world. Bound together by circumstances beyond their control, their initial hatred ignites into an undeniable, dangerous passion. As their fates intertwine, old wounds resurface, enemies plot in the shadows, and loyalty is tested. Liana must decide whether to trust Kieran or let her anger and betrayal consume her. But with everything at stake—her family, her pack, and her future—she must find the strength to rise, even if it means facing the darkest parts of herself. Can Liana reclaim her destiny, or will the weight of her past drag her under?

Gift Hunter always believed she was just a regular high school girl—no extraordinary abilities, no secrets hidden in her bloodline, and certainly no connection to the supernatural. But everything changes the day she hears Emily’s voice in her head. At first, Gift dismisses it as stress or a trick of her imagination. Yet, as the pull toward the school library grows stronger, her world begins to unravel. Inside the seemingly mundane walls of her school lies a truth that has been waiting centuries to be uncovered. Gift discovers she is the heir to an ancient wolf bloodline, a legacy that ties her to a powerful pack and its mysterious history. Guided by Emily—revealed to be a wolf who embodies the wisdom and strength of her lineage—Gift must navigate the overwhelming truth of her identity. As her dormant powers awaken, Gift encounters a shadowy figure in the library: a woman cloaked in mystery who reveals that Gift is destined to lead the pack and protect their ancient traditions. Struggling to reconcile her human life with her newfound role as a leader in a supernatural world, Gift finds herself at a crossroads between fear and destiny. Caught between two worlds and an internal war of acceptance and denial, Gift must decide whether to embrace the primal power growing within her or risk losing control entirely. The awakening is only the beginning, and the Alpha bloodline’s legacy will not wait for her hesitation. Will Gift rise to claim her rightful place, or will the weight of her inheritance consume her? In this spellbinding tale of transformation, loyalty, and self-discovery, one girl’s journey becomes the key to the survival of an ancient legacy.

The world of Anexia is rotting. The Mist has taken hold over entire continents and continues to spread, not content until the entire world is under its control. Raorka, along with his mother Zoe and father Zack, are thrust into this world after an accident. However they wake up at different parts of the world. Raorka wakes up near the Domed Town of Temuril, where inhabitants speak of the cursed dragon in the woods and the exiled witch who teaches magik...for a price. Zack wakes up near the town of Odania where the red cloaked Chianti Hunters battle against the tyrant mayor and the last Great Kingdom. Zoe awakens near the abandoned Church of Laments, where the cries of persecuted nuns echo, praying for the return of their Goddess and her blessings. Now they journey separately, desperate to reunite with each other amidst the chaos of a dying world.

"I have loved you since the very first moment my eyes met yours, my dear Rick," she cried, her fists pounding weakly against his chest, tears streaming endlessly down her face. A massive army of demonic beasts was closing in on them, their eyes set on their prey. She couldn’t fight. Not now. She needed a permanent magical conduit to unleash the full extent of her powers. No one could help her— only she and the man she loved, standing right in front of her, were left. She felt his hand clasp around hers, sending a swarm of butterflies fluttering through her stomach. Her heart leapt with joy as she saw his tender, loving gaze. "Damn it, you made me wait so long to hear your confession, my princess Roulan," Rick said, a smile lighting up his face despite the blood pouring endlessly from the wound in his abdomen. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before both of them: [Do you wish to become Roulan’s magical conduit? You will never be able to share your soul with another woman. You will be bonded to her forever. Do you accept?] Rick didn’t need a foolish system to ask whether he wanted to stay by her side. But will Roulan survive? Will the flame of their love burn bright to the very end? Read on to find out.

(OMEGAVERSE/ HIRSTORICAL BL ) ********* In a mystical forest where cherry blossoms bloom under the light of the moon, Meng Yu, a quiet and lonely omega, lives hidden away from a world that would never understand him. His heart is burdened with secrets he cannot escape—secrets tied to his true nature, one he’s afraid to face. Fate, however, has other plans. Lu Shen, a demon cloaked in darkness and fire, enters Meng Yu’s life under mysterious circumstances. The two are drawn to one another by an undeniable force, one that binds them in ways neither can comprehend. Their connection is forbidden, rooted in an ancient curse that has separated light and darkness for eons. As their paths intertwine, Meng Yu and Lu Shen must confront their destinies, both of which are marked by a profound sacrifice. In the face of an impossible love, they find solace in stolen moments beneath the cherry blossoms, even though they know their love cannot survive the forces that seek to keep them apart. Will they defy the heavens themselves for a chance at love, or will they be torn apart by the very forces that created them? Only time will tell as they dance beneath the cherry blossoms for one last time, under the watchful gaze of the Moon. ********** Additional Tags : Historical Fantasy, Forbidden Love, Reincarnation, Alpha/Omega Dynamics, Light vs Darkness, Tragic Romance, Mythical Forests, Sacrifice, Fate and Destiny, Conflict of Morality, Emotional Anguish, Redemption Arc, fast-burn Romance, Loyalty and Friendship, Divine Intervention, Ancient China Setting, Mystical Beings, Political Intrigue, Unspoken Desires, Star-Crossed Lovers

Erghon was a middle-earth RPG phone game, and players were being spent most of their lives playing it. Its players woke up one day and found themselves in another World fighting against terrifying monsters and slaughtering each other in order to survive. Because there was only one truth in this fake artificial world. If they died there, they would die in real life too... Cloak was a lonely player in this horrible world where survival was almost impossible. He was so alone that he had to fight against the System that sacrificed everything to destroy him, and against the players who had no choice but to kill him to survive...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

***WSA ENTRY 2025*** "He who sang the song of the end while dancing to the new beginning,You are a [Skald Of Death] " *** A series of catastrophic events plunged Earth into a state of chaos. In this time of chaos, a new breed of humans, the Runebounds, arose. Carriers of divine blood must go through trials known as Hex in order to unlock the true potential of the Runes. Arthur Dahl, a boy from the slums, is a carrier of divine blood. But will he be able to sustain himself in this new world? Will Arthur be able to find the purpose of the Runes? *** Arthur hesitated before reading the final part of his status window, knowing it wouldn’t be good news. "As for blood purity... it says 'Miserable.'" A tense silence filled the room. Officer Verna raised an eyebrow, clasping her hands in front of her face. "Miserable?" Thoth, in contrast, let out an exaggerated laugh. "That’s a first! Miserable, huh? That might explain why your Essence is crimson instead of golden. You might be the weakest challenger in the history of the Nine Realms." Arthur’s jaw tightened. "So not only am I at the bottom of the barrel, but I’ve set a new low? Fantastic." Despite his sarcasm, Arthur couldn’t help but feel a small pang of unease. If he truly was the weakest challenger, how was he supposed to survive?

For years, humanity gazed into the vastness of the universe, wondering if we were truly alone. But then, on what seemed like an ordinary Monday, everything changed. Without warning, the sky across much of the world was suddenly cloaked in an unnatural darkness. It took a while for people to comprehend the magnitude of what was happening. That darkness wasn’t just the result of a passing storm or an eclipse; it was the shadow cast by a massive, non-human ship. But the real question remained: why had they come? What was their purpose in descending upon our world, and what did this encounter mean for humanity’s future?

Secrets in the Shadow follows Ethan Cross, a seasoned investigator whose life is upended when a mysterious case brings him face-to-face with his darkest fears. Set in a city cloaked in secrets, Ethan delves into a labyrinth of betrayal, corruption, and hidden truths. As he uncovers a sinister conspiracy tied to his own past, Ethan is forced to confront not only the enemies lurking in the shadows but also the inner demons he thought he had buried long ago. This novel blends psychological intrigue with edge-of-your-seat suspense, weaving a tale of resilience, redemption, and the enduring battle between light and darkness within us all.

Her soul is his to claim, her heart is hers to protect. Marcella Valemont is the alluring but resentful, selfish and ambitious daughter of the head priest. Forced into a cold marriage with the blackbellied Duke Berith, she longed for power and would stop at nothing to claim the crown—even if it meant seducing the incorruptible Crown Prince Lucian and tearing down the empire’s most virtuous house. She ruthlessly parleys her charm and cunning into becoming the Queen. But, power came with a price. Her ruthless schemes led to betrayal, rebellion, and ruin- an empire on its knees, a virtuous king destroyed, and a rebellion led by the man she discarded. Desperate and full of regret, she barters her life with the Duke to save Lucian. In an interesting turn of events, she gets to go back in time to fix her wrongs, save the man who was ruined because of her and hopefully stop the bloodthirsty rebel Duke Berith. She finds herself reborn as her 18-year-old self with a chance for a do-over. She vows to do better this time, to steer clear of the bastions of power and the malevolent Berith. Secrets long buried begin to surface, and Marcella discovers that her former husband is far more than he seems—a man cloaked in darkness, harboring a purpose that threatens everything she holds dear. They say second chances come with thorns and to fix the past, Marcela must trust the devil who destroyed it.

In a world hidden from humanity, where every individual wields a unique magic, the balance of power is shattered by the rise of a malevolent force. Lyra Elowen, a timid village girl with seemingly insignificant light magic, lives a quiet, uneventful life—until the storm arrives. When an unnatural tempest descends upon her secluded village, it brings with it Kael Draven, a mysterious shadow mage cloaked in danger and secrets. His arrival marks the beginning of a cataclysmic series of events, as shadows corrupt the land and chaos magic begins to spread. Lyra is thrust into an unimaginable conflict, forced to abandon her home and venture into an unknown world to uncover her true destiny. But Kael isn’t the only one with answers. Along the way, Lyra encounters Elias Fynn, a warm-hearted healer whose kindness contrasts sharply with Kael's cold demeanor. While Elias offers her comfort and encouragement, Kael’s abrasive but honest mentorship challenges her to confront the weaknesses she has long tried to ignore. As Lyra trains under the enigmatic mage Selene Aldara, she discovers her light magic is far more powerful than she ever imagined, tied to an ancient prophecy about a savior who can wield the lost elemental powers. Yet, with every step forward, betrayal lurks in the shadows, and the question of trust becomes a matter of life and death. Kael’s dark past comes to light, fracturing the fragile alliance between him, Lyra, and Elias. Their relationships are further complicated by an unexpected love triangle, testing their loyalties and emotions as they face mounting dangers. Lyra’s journey is fraught with peril—deadly battles, ancient riddles, and a traitor among her closest allies. The first part crescendos in a heart-stopping climax where Lyra must embrace her nascent elemental magic to save her friends and herself. But the cost of victory is high, leaving her with more questions than answers. With her newfound power comes the weight of the world’s survival, and Lyra stands on the precipice of a destiny she never wanted, unsure of who she can trust. Part 1 ends with the shadows looming larger than ever, setting the stage for a journey filled with even greater danger, deeper betrayals, and the tantalizing hope of uncovering the truth about her magic—and herself.

The shard flared, its light blazing like a star, forcing Erynn to shield their eyes. A voice resonated through the square, ancient and layered with echoes, each word striking like a bell in their chest. “You are not ready… but you are chosen.” The air trembled, and a searing warmth coursed through Erynn’s body. They fell to their knees as images erupted behind their eyes—worlds unraveling, a fortress cloaked in shadow, a figure whose burning gaze pierced through the darkness. Each vision felt like it was tearing through time itself, a thousand lifetimes compressed into a heartbeat. And then, silence.

A tale about the rings of the seven kingdoms. It's powers and mysteries. What lies below for the descendant of one of the keepers of the rings. Fiona, a teen who Is embraced In wealth and honour. Her rich and expensive lifestyle Is being tested when she finds out she has powers. Her life took a turn after meeting the handsome, and mysterious Twilight Fall. Highschool ended up being more enchanting than she thought. Finding the lost rings and her families past truth. What will she find on this journey. Love, hatred or something even more than she could Imagine. His dark eyes and her brown sunny eyes. The journey for night and day Is what she will unveil with Twilight. Going through hell to find the rings before It gets Into the wrong hands, Fiona would travel through lands and worlds.   "Are you lost?". He just smirked by the question asked by me. I was the lost one. " You don't speak or,..." . I paused as he made a step forward.         "Me, lost.....". He finally spoke. My eyes were so opened with shock, hearing his voice. He had a calm yet strict voice It was so beautiful I thought he was singing.     "OH! Sorry, I thought you were lost. Besides, If your not lost what you doing In a dark cave with a creepy glowing creature". I looked at his creature as It perched on his shoulder.         He then opens his cloak and smiles. "Pardon, but Violet Is not a creature she's a friend". I looked at him with a puzzled expression. 'Who takes a creature as a friend?'. I thought to my self.         He stepped closer again, with just two step from me. "If you knew where you are, one would know thee who speaks out to the unknown". He spoke with his hands crossed behind his back.         I looked at him confused. What did he just say?. He was giving me more questions than answers.       "I don't have time for this I need to get out of here. My sisters might be looking for me". I said as I tried looking for a way out but, the only way out was to jump back Into the dark pit.           My heart jumped Into my mouth,as I almost fell into the pit again.         "It seems this fair maiden wants to die Immediately". As he smiles with pleasure, like he was mocking me.         "Can I be of some help". He asked politely, for once. I just froze up In fright, as I was not sure of who or what he is. "Come on, I don't bite". As he smirks dubiously.         I hesitated for a while, but I finally stepped a bit closer, with our nose almost touching. It was either I follow this beautiful essence, or die here In this creepy cave.       He pulled me with one hand, as his other hand was gesturing something, like he was performing some kind of jazz or voodoo I thought. I thank God I wasn't close to the little light. Cause It was at his right shoulder.         He suddenly closes his eyes. And like that.... , we were going through the cave walls like ghosts. His other arm was placed behind his back, as he just closed his eyes like he was dead.         I just watched his gawking appearance. His shining white hair, that looked like he cleansed them In a star, his light skin with no sign of scratches, marks, he was just smoothed by just looking at him, his lips were heart shaped with glistering effect, like he uses lip gloss.         I was just jealous looking at him. He finally opened his eyes. "We're here". He alerted all forgotten me. I released my self from his hold, as I saw my sisters calling my name. I was so relieved. I turned to thank him but, he was gone. N.B Cover not mine, from Pinterest. * No rape *

In the Eastern continent of Zhianhua, where such things as wind-riding boots and cloaks of invisibility exist, it is quite an honour to be born the eldest of three Royal Clans. Everyone knows you are the one who will have to contribute to the mage arts, in some way or another. The mage arts were when mages converted their blood into magical Inchor that could be used to cast spells. And through that substance, they can create and cast spells as long as they know how to construct said spells. This is a story about the heir of The Fen Clan, who was a genius, memorising every spell in his clan library by 4 and converting his blood successfully into inchor at the record age of 5. In other words, he was destined for greatness

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

Vlad, a destitute youngster from the slums, held an unwavering admiration for knights. Following an encounter with a bolt of black lightning, he started hearing a mysterious voice. One fateful day, a knight cloaked in the shimmering glow of the blue moonlight appeared, completely upending Vlad’s existence in the back alleys. This extraordinary event proved that even a faint star concealed among the darkest corners of the nocturnal firmament can still radiate its brilliance, should it yearn to shine. By Indra Scans Join discord! https://dsc.gg/indra

The forest was cool and quiet, but footsteps walking in the forest could be heard amid the noises of birds and the river. The man, in a neat but black hanbok, was the one walking, with his hands clasped behind his back as he moved through the forest, a slight devilish smile on his beautiful lips. He was walking, looking for his prey - someone whose soul he could lure and claim. He was the demon. ————- "You can't love that feeble human, you know? It's best you eliminate her, take her soul, get the book back, and quit being so feeble over that useless human." The pretty middle-aged lady scolded the young, handsome demon standing before her. "Demon mother, I've told you, my powers don't work on her no matter what. I don't even understand love, so how do you expect me to love that insignificant person? I just have to play along with her to get the book. Stop irritating me with your words. I'm leaving." The demon responded arrogantly and walked away. He's a demon who thrives on taking souls to enhance his power and longevity. Despite being born in the 2nd century, he never aged. Handsome, cold, arrogant, and powerful, he excels at tempting humans and making them fall for him completely. He lures mortals by offering them their deepest desires, only to return after fifteen years to claim their souls as payment. But how did this demon end up falling in love with a human, someone he considered insignificant? What do you think sets this human apart that made the demon fall for her? Let's uncover what twists and turns the story holds for us.

When Daphne opens a mysterious, ancient book, she’s transported into a captivating yet perilous Victorian world—a realm of shadows, secrets, and forbidden magic. Lost in this enchanting land, she encounters Adonis, a strikingly handsome yet enigmatic commander with piercing blue eyes and a past that haunts him like a ghost. From their first, electric gaze, an undeniable connection sparks—a blend of fear, longing, and destiny intertwining their fates. Under the moonlit skies, amidst fluttering butterflies and the sound of rain, their romance blossoms—a fragile light in a world cloaked in darkness. But their love is threatened by the empress’s sinister schemes, a cursed herb driving men mad, and the relentless pull of an imperial conspiracy. Together, Daphne and Adonis must navigate the labyrinth of secrets surrounding the empire and the book that brought her here. As their bond deepens, Daphne discovers that her arrival was no coincidence. The book holds answers, but every revelation brings new dangers. Can their love survive the storm? And will Daphne find her way home, or has her heart already anchored itself to this enigmatic man and his world? Dive into a tale of romance, mystery, and suspense, where love defies time, and destiny is written in the whispers of butterflies' wings.

"Welcome to Aarin High, where competition is not just encouraged—it's the rule of survival. Aarav Malhotra is a boy who thrives in the shadows, keeping his head low and his cards hidden. To the world, he’s just another face in the crowd, a quiet and unremarkable student. But beneath his calm exterior lies a sharp mind and a past cloaked in secrets. As the school year begins, Aarin High’s infamous competition kicks off, pitting students against each other in battles of intellect, wit, and resolve. Alliances form, betrayals unfold, and the stakes grow higher with each passing day. In this ruthless environment, even the smallest misstep can cost everything. For Aarav, this is not just a game—it’s an opportunity. While others aim to win, he plays a different game entirely, maneuvering in the background, letting others take the spotlight while he pulls the strings. But when Ishita Kapoor, a charismatic and unpredictable classmate, starts digging into his enigmatic persona, and Keshav Nair emerges as a silent observer with motives of his own, the battlefield grows more complex. Secrets will surface. Alliances will shatter. And in the end, only those who can master the art of deception will rise to the top. The game is just beginning. Will you dare to play?

Evangeline is left to stumble through the streets, rain pouring down on her and on the verge of death. Her stomach gapes open, spilling intestines into her arms, her blood slicking the stone steps of a roadside shrine. Her neck is slit, silencing her voice to nothing more than gasping wheezes. The rain drips into her wounds as she collapses against the shrine’s walls. Pure desperation and sorrow drives her trembling hands to clasp together as she prays, not to a god she knows, but to anything that might listen. Her life ended that night, snuffed out like a candle. But her body stood again.

In the gloomy Old blood Castle in central Transylvania, Drake is born. The youngest heir to a powerful lineage of vampires that has ruled the night for generations. However, from his first cry (which sounded more like an out of tune sneeze), it was clear that Drake was not an ordinary vampire, he couldn't take his bottle of blood, he always wanted it with milk and coarseness. With small prey that insist on not growing and a bat-like flight that invariably ends in disastrous collisions. He is the opposite of the grace and grandeur that his family values ​​so much. While his ancestors desperately try to teach him the ways of vampirics – the arrogant posture, the mesmerizing gaze and the impeccable attack – Drake seems more inclined to create hilarious situations; he is very good at everything he sets out to do: pouring cups of blood into his father's ceremonial cloaks, tripping over coffins. His initiation with a rabbit ended up adopting him as a pet. Despite his clumsy nature, the Earl, his stern father, firmly believes that, in time, the nobility of his lineage will speak louder and Drake will become worthy of Oldblood Castle. But will Drake's clumsy essence be his undoing, or could it, in unexpected ways, be the key to rewriting his family's history? A story full of humor, tenderness and lessons about acceptance and growth, showing that even the clumsiest of vampires has a unique shine.

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

What defines virtue, and who decides its measure? If those in white robes preach justice but silence dissent with bloodied hands, can they still call themselves righteous? And what of those cloaked in shadow? If forbidden power is wielded to strike down oppressors, are they evil—or simply feared? In a world where strength is law, virtue bends to the will of the powerful. In the darkness, Xu Yan rose as the Shadow Emperor, leaving virtue behind for ambition.

Adam Astra is haunted by vivid dreams of a forgotten battlefield and powerful figures cloaked in mystery. These aren't mere nightmares; they are fractured echoes of a past he never lived, pulling him toward an unknown destiny. As he delves into the world of magical engineering at the prestigious academy, he discovers that the lines between technology and magic, and between past and present, are blurring. Drawn to the power of ancient runes and the secrets hidden within, Adam must unravel the truth behind his dreams, a truth that could reshape his path and the fate of the world.

What do you do when four men come into your life and completely turn it upside down? No, seriously, I have no idea. All I wanted to do was hide away on my ranch with no one to bother me, but apparently, they had different plans. Luckily for them, this was not my first zombie apocalypse. If they learn to listen, we might just get out of this with our lives. If not, maybe I would finally be able to rest in peace. ------ Li Dai Lu was born and raised Canadian in her first life. This meant that she was taught how to share, how to put others first and to keep the peace as much as she could. However, that all backfired in a spectacular way. Reborn in a new time and place, Li Dai Lu did her best to protect all those that she could from the zombies that were wiping out the human race. Unfortunately for her, those she rescued were not as grateful as they should have been. Killed by the very people she saved, she held her breath and waited for the calm, peacefulness of death. But the Fates were not too accommodating and our heroine woke up in her third life, a year before the zombie apocalypse. This time she would live life on her own terms and to those that disagreed... well, she would have a few words for them. With four men at her side, she will shed the cloak of civility and become who she was truly meant to be. This will turn into a reverse harem where she does not have to pick. There is no m/m. Other Novels: Dancing with Monsters: Ongoing Star's Ships: Brand New! Ongoing! Discord: Sakura#6289 Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/CapanRmy Instagram: @devil_besideyou666