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Frost Reaper Anime Defenders

"DEADLY ANIME ADDICTION"

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.
AlviChanti · 1K Views

The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!
Dy_zamite · 82.2K Views

The Reaper's Affection

According to myths, two people were connected by the red thread of fate. They were destined to meet regardless of time, place and circumstances. They say the Gods tied an invisible red string around the little finger of those who were soulmates and will one day marry each other. The thread may be stretched, twisted or knotted but it will never be broken. *********************************************** Death. A word that terrifies humans. The absence of life, an inevitable universal process that occurs in all living things. For Crystal Myers, his death was just around the corner. She was diagnosed with a congenital heart disease when she was a kid. Although her family was wealthy, the doctors said it cannot be cured even with surgery. Although she was a weird university graduate who had a doctorate degree in mythological studies and was obsessed with beliefs, legends, and unworldly beings, she just wanted to live her life to the fullest and was just waiting for her death. But everything changed when she met Erebus, the eldest son of Achlys, the Goddess of Death Mist. He served as his mother's soul collector or most commonly known as the grim reaper. He was supposed to collect Crystal Myers’ soul, but he failed. “Why am I still alive? And where am I?” “You’re in my house.” It was a man's voice, but because of the darkness invading the room, she couldn’t see who it was. “I died. My heart stopped beating. How am I alive?” She asked again. “I saved you. It was forbidden, but I had to.” The shadow shown by the moonlight confirmed that the voice was coming from the couch just a few steps away from the bed. “You saved me? How?” The figure stood up and slowly walked toward the light. Her eyes bawled seeing a hooded black skeleton holding a scythe in front of her. “Y-You’re the grim reaper!” She exclaimed. “So you know about me. I am Erebus, son of the Goddess of Death Mist, Achlys. I am here to collect your soul.” She was supposed to be dead, but was spared by him. He couldn’t take her soul because he was physically attracted to her, craving for her scent. Instead, he offered her a deal and she signed a contract with him, bound by blood, unbound by death. Could she continue her life with him and not fall in love? Could she control her heart every time he touched her? ************************************* Book cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.
Pochette · 263 Views

The Crimson Reaper

Luciel Ashford was a powerful vampire hunter who fought for humanity's survival in a dystopian world that was being overrun by supernatural creatures. After being sent on a simple mission to eradicate a vampire nest that appeared near one of the human colonies, no one expected one of the most powerful beings to appear - the vampire king, Alukah. In a big showdown that was thought to be the start of a new era, Luciel faced off against Alukah. He won the battle but at a price. That night marked the fall of humanity's hero. Turned into a vampire, discriminated and hunted by the humans he fought for, he is going to answer their call for help once more to protect the people he cares about. Torn between the two worlds, he is going to climb back to the top, forging his own path while still trying to keep his morals intact. "Well, I have a message for you, god. Screw you!!!" _______________ !!!WARNING!!! For those who came for the system, you can expect it to see after ch80. Reason being is that the focus is more on cultivation. The system is just a tool for better understanding of the story that's about to come! _______________ Update schedule: • 9 am UTC +2 (currently not active, they are random until I stabilize my stock again) • 1-2 chapters per day • Uploading between 1500-3000 words daily! _______________ Mass release milestones: • 50/150/500 power stones = 2/4/10 chapters • 10/50/150 golden tickets = 3/5/10 chapters • Castle/Spacecraft/Gachapon = 5/10/15 chapters _______________ DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. It is not intended to be offensive towards any kind of people, group, religion, culture, country, etc. Any possible resemblance in the book to other people or other pieces of work is a pure coincidence. The novel is written using only my imagination.
Zexeli · 120.8K Views

Frost-fire: The Curse of Ashen Chains

In the vast and mystical world of Zephiron, where magic flows through the land and forgotten ruins whisper of lost civilizations, two unlikely companions find themselves ensnared in a fate far beyond their reckoning. Vaelin Crowne, a sharp-minded strategist known for his cool demeanor, believes that logic and preparation can solve any problem. Kael Veydris, a reckless yet magnetic force of nature, thrives on instinct and unshakable optimism. Despite their differences, they share one thing in common—an insatiable curiosity. What was meant to be a simple field trip to explore the legendary Labyrinth of Nox quickly turns into a nightmare when they get lost in the labyrinth maze, leaving them trapped in its depths. With no clear way out, Vaelin’s calculated approach and Kael’s gut-driven decisions become their only hope of escape. But when they stumble upon an ancient door, an eerie darkness spills from within, swallowing all light. As they ignite a torch, the shadows retreat just enough to reveal two statues—one depicting a god, radiant and divine, the other a demon, twisted and wrathful. Before they can speak, a chilling gust snuffs out the flame. Then, chains came. A shackle with a long, rusted chain lashed out from the abyss, snapping around Kael’s wrist and yanking him into the consuming darkness. Vaelin barely had time to react before another chain coiled around him, dragging him forward, his vision swallowed by an endless void. When they awaken, gasping for breath, they are no longer in the labyrinth’s depths but standing at its entrance—marked. Heavy iron shackles, now with broken chains, rest upon their wrists, the only proof that what happened was real. The curse has bound them, though to what end remains unknown. They escaped from the labyrinth … but How did it happen? With time slipping through their fingers and the unseen weight of the curse tightening around them, Vaelin and Kael must unravel the mystery of what happened inside the labyrinth before the curse consumes them.
Henry_Stone_7770 · 266 Views

The Role of the Reaper

Shin Asakura is an ordinary high school student, known for his quiet demeanor and unremarkable appearance. By day, he’s just another face in the crowd, blending into the shadows of his prestigious academy. But by night, he’s something else entirely—an enigmatic figure who revels in crafting the most elaborate, dangerous personas for his personal amusement. His current alter ego? Abyss Reaper, a shadowy mastermind who plays the role of a villain in his own twisted game. However, Shin’s life takes an unexpected turn when, after an intense gaming session, he finds himself suddenly transported to a world that mirrors the very fantasy game he’s been playing. Now trapped in this new reality, Shin, armed with nothing but his wits and the persona of Abyss Reaper, must navigate a land of magic, danger, and intrigue, all while pretending that his delusions of grandeur are nothing more than reality. With his striking appearance—silver hair on one side and black on the other, pale skin, and eerie, mismatched eyes—Shin is forced to confront the harsh truth: he is no longer just playing a game. The world he’s in is real, and the consequences of his actions are far more dire than he ever imagined. Now, as The Reaper, he’ll need to weave his delusions into a legend, manipulating allies and enemies alike. Will his newfound powers be enough to survive, or will his ambition be his downfall? Only time will tell if the role he’s playing will be his salvation—or his undoing.
PrabatSubba · 19.4K Views

The Eternal Reaper

Il était autrefois un homme ordinaire d'une Terre moderne, un simple mortel parmi tant d'autres. Mais sous des circonstances énigmatiques, il fut projeté dans un monde de cultivation où les lois de la vie et de la mort étaient malléables. Les siècles qui suivirent le transformèrent en une entité redoutable, un juge et bourreau dont le nom devint un tabou pour les anciens clans. Connu comme le Moissonneur des Âmes, il n’était pas simplement un cultivateur. Il était la grande faucheuse, un être qui traquait les âmes des pêcheurs et ne laissait derrière lui que désolation et crainte. Pendant des éons, il imposa son jugement sur les puissants et les arrogants… jusqu’à ce qu’il disparaisse sans laisser de trace, scellant lui-même son pouvoir pour des raisons encore voilées. Mais maintenant, il est réveillé. Le monde a changé, les familles immortelles se croient invincibles, les prodiges divins dominent, et ceux portant de grands destins se pensent invulnérables. Mais pour lui, ils ne sont rien de plus que des déchets. Avec sa puissance restaurée et son mystère toujours intact, il parcourt ce monde déchiré par l'arrogance et la décadence, laissant derrière lui des montagnes d’ossements et des légendes renouvelées. Les cieux eux-mêmes tremblent à son passage. "Famille immortelle ? Prodige divin ? Un grand-père caché dans un anneau ? Un empereur réincarné ? Porteur d’un système ? Désolé, mais vous êtes tous des déchets face à moi."
Void_Walker_A · 1.5K Views

The Frosted King's Flame

“Where is Madam?“ Kael asked as he stepped into the house. “......“ He paused as he received no answer from the bulter. He slowly turned to asked the bulter as he asked again “ Where is the Madam” “Uhm... Sh... Sh... She went out...“ The bulter stuttered as he replied while trembling at the same time “What” He coldly asked “ She traveled again” “To where?“ “Coldwest City” °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Few moment later Seren entered into her apartment after coming back from a party. “Ughh.., why is it so dark” She grumble as she struggled to find the switch. After turning on the light, she went to the sitting room only to freeze. ..... “Ho..ney.., why are you here, no.. no.., how did you know that I'm here” She asked shocked, widening her eyes. “What did you think” Beyond and behold, Kael is sitting on the chair, looking pretty much relaxed and laid back. “You promised to always inform me whenever you want to travel but this time you actually break the promise” “What should I do to punish you” Kael stood up and asked, as he slowly walks towards her. “N..no.., I mean don't punish me” Will someone tell me what exactly is going is going on. Her plan was just to come to a party only for this night, have a few hours sleep and get on an early flight in the morning before her husband got home from work since he has called that he'll be busy that he won't be able to come home this night. Oh... My... God... Last time he punish me, I wasn't able to go to work for a whole week. No no no, I must find a way to espace this She thought as she tried and make an escape. But before she can move, her waist was firmly grasped in his hand. “No... I promise not to do ...“ Her lips has locked by a cold lip, sucking her away. Before she plead for forgiveness, it was too late. **************************************************** In a world of wealth, power, and ruthless ambition, Seren Delyth, a fiery heiress with a taste for rebellion, finds herself cornered by an impossible ultimatum from her father. To secure her independence and protect her family’s legacy, she must marry a man she’s never met—a man whose heart is as cold as his billion-dollar empire. Enter Kael Veyne, the calculating "Frost King" of the business world. For Kael, love is a liability, and marriage is nothing more than a necessary transaction to secure his grandfather’s approval and his empire’s future. A one-year contract, no strings attached. Simple, right? But when Seren crashes into his meticulously ordered life with her fiery spirit, colorful chaos, and sharp wit, Kael’s world begins to thaw in ways he never anticipated. Seren, in turn, finds herself both infuriated and intrigued by Kael’s icy demeanor and unexpected moments of tenderness. As sparks fly, secrets unravel. Seren's father, the enigmatic Magnus Delyth, has his own reasons for orchestrating the match—a strategy that goes far beyond a simple merger of fortunes. Meanwhile, lurking rivals, meddling friends, and the haunting shadows of Kael and Seren’s past threaten to tear their fragile bond apart. In a game of power, trust, and love, Kael and Seren must navigate a labyrinth of high-stakes deals and sizzling chemistry to discover whether their marriage of convenience can transform into something real. Can a cold billionaire and his fiery contract bride find forever in a union built on lies? Read to find more how the cold king got flamed by the fiercy queen.
Merrymercy · 4.2K Views
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