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Slave Tears Of Rome

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 · 91.3K Views

The Lycan Gifted Slave

Poor Lucy Wood never foresaw things getting this dire. She was borne by a slave woman who died after giving birth to her and treated as a slave by her step mother and sister. Shunned and rejected by Alpha Thorne-her fated mate-she is all but shattered in her lonely misery. Yet, the fates can be hilariously sadistic. Not even six months into her abandonment, Lucy finds herself in the custody of the most feared Lycan King, Tristan Landon. Fearsome, with a reputation to make even the bravest cower, Tristan rules with an iron fist, his law extending over the whole realm of the werewolves. Still, beneath the commanding and intimidating exterior, Lucy feels that there must be something far more complicated about Tristan-some dangerous allure, perhaps even a spark of something more than dominance. Thrown into the world of royal politics, ancient bloodlines, and dangerous plots, Lucy's life does another flip when Tristan declares her his future Luna. His impulsive move rattles the very core of the kingdom, further enraging Zara-a cunning she-wolf who laid claim to the position of Luna. Jealousy knows no bounds, and with Lucy's former mate, Alpha Thorne, they become a force to be reckoned with. They both join in an attempt to destroy everything she has ever loved. While trying to learn the ropes of her new position, Lucy learns some shocking truths about her lineage: deep inside her lies a power unlike any other-the power of the Lamia pack, a lineage of Alphas forgotten by time, whose powers can alter the very fate of all werewolf packs. But as Spiderman knows, with great power comes great danger, and soon Lucy's strength will be both blessing and curse. Smitten by his growing feelings for Lucy and his need to control the powerful forces surrounding him, Tristan must ultimately decide if their bond is worth the risk of his kingdom. But when Alpha Thorne kidnaps Lucy's child, an ancient prophecy is illuminated-one that speaks of a great reckoning, one where the future of the packs hangs in the balance of Lucy's talents. Amongst betrayals lurking at every turn and old and new enemies threatening her at every pass, Lucy must make her way through a maze of deceit, love, and power. Now, will she be able to find her trust in Tristan and become the Luna their world needs, or will the darkness within tear them apart for good? This is a thrilling tale of love, power, and betrayal. Lucy must rise above the shadows to claim her own fate before it is too late.
Sterling_Omodiya · 8.8K Views

Leo Carter: The Accidental Time Traveler of Ancient Rome

Leo Carter is just your average 21st-century English major—slightly disorganized, perpetually late, and hopelessly hooked on the dramatic, old-school world of Shakespeare. But when a late-night study session with Julius Caesar unexpectedly turns into an accidental trip through time, Leo finds himself not in a college dorm, but smack-dab in the heart of ancient Rome. To make matters worse, Leo isn't just a tourist; he's holding a mysterious, glowing book that seems to pulse with a life of its own and whispers secrets that no modern-day student should ever know. Cue the eye-rolls from history buffs everywhere: Leo Carter, with his sneakers and too-tight jeans, is now the unlikely center of attention in a world full of toga-wearing senators, opportunistic politicians, and more backstabbing than a high school cafeteria. With the help of Gaius, a sharp-tongued scholar who suspects Leo's arrival is part of a bigger picture, Leo must navigate the bustling city streets, avoid unwanted attention from the guard, and figure out why his 21st-century self is now entangled in a centuries-old power struggle. All the while, he’s juggling his modern sensibilities with the unexpected—and often absurd—realities of life in ancient Rome, including questionable hygiene, impromptu gladiator fights, and more than one ill-timed “Et tu, Brute?” moment. As if that wasn't enough, there’s the book: a relic that some seek to control and others to destroy. With his own life on the line, Leo will have to learn the real lessons of ambition, loyalty, and how to properly make an entrance when surrounded by a crowd of toga-clad onlookers. And he might just find that some things—whether ancient or modern—are more timeless than they seem.
Author_2504 · 11.7K Views

slave of the blue eyes

In the enchanting realm of the Forest Empire, a war hero named Maximilian and a captivating noble lady, Sienna, fell deeply in love. Their romance blossomed amidst the chaos of battle, their bond forged through shared triumphs and sorrows. However, their happiness was not destined to last. Bitter betrayals and misunderstandings tore the lovers apart, leaving Sienna to reluctantly accept an unhappy marriage to a man she did not love. Maximilian, heartbroken, turned to his loyal comrade-in-arms, Amara's, and the two wed. Though Amara's faced hostility from those who coveted Maximilian's affections, her unwavering devotion never wavered. She cherished her husband, determined to mend the rift that had formed between them. Tragically, Amara's one day witnessed Maximilian and his former lover in a passionate embrace. Consumed by the agony of betrayal, she demanded a divorce, leading to a violent confrontation that left her confined and isolated. In this state of duress, Confined and isolated, Maryanna gave birth to twins. Due to the medicine someone was feeding her, she had a mental break and attempted to harm her own children before narrowly escaping her imprisonment. Wracked with the anguish of her actions, she believes her twins are dead because of her. Amara's ultimate fate remains shrouded in mystery, her disappearance leaving those she left behind haunted by whispers of her tragic demise. Will Amara's find the strength to overcome her anguish and reclaim her life? Can Amara's love for Maximilian withstand the tempestuous storms that have battered their union? is she going to be happy ? or she will go back to her old life ? ( it contains violence) •••••••••••• story "I made a mistake; that's all it was." ~~~~~ "You cannot force me to sleep with you, even if I am your wife." ~~~~~ "No! Please, untie me now!" ~~~~~ " will you marry me?" "Yes." ~~~~~ "He doesn't love you; he loves me!" ~~~~~ "Max, please let me go. I don't want to live like this." ~~~~~ "Do you love me? My love, I know you don't, so please sign this paper." ~~~~~ "Mother-in-law, I did not kill my children! I did not hurt them. Max, please believe me!"
Reveries_ · 24.5K Views

Crimson Tears Of The Divine

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.
CelestialMountain · 2.6K Views
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