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[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

This is a story of a captain of a secluded place and a gorgeous female celebrity—both who would hardly cross paths but a collision in Tibet sets an opening to their encounter. Upon their first encounter, Wenxian already has her eyes set on Captain Lu—her mouth drooling with desire. Wenxian, “Hmm? How can I win over your heart? In a plain sack or using sweet talk?” With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Xiao scoffs. “You are an impressive and popular celebrity, I am only a captain at this secluded place. I am very poor, what is it in me that you like about?” Wenxian, “I like how you always snub back at me.” Lu Xiao choked and walked away heartlessly. “You are shameless, don’t even dream about it!” The next day, he said, “It's all because you were carried away by a whim?” Wenxian, “No, hatching a scheme.”

In the world of Tianxia, where martial arts and magic reign supreme, Lin Tian, a young and ambitious swordsman, sets out on a journey to become the strongest warrior in the world. With his trusty sword, the Heavenly Sword, by his side, Lin Tian embarks on a quest to master the ancient art of swordsmanship and become the Sovereign of the Heavenly Sword. His ultimate goal is to ascend to a higher world, a realm of true power and divinity, where he will become a god. As he journeys through the cultivation world, Lin Tian is joined by a group of beautiful and powerful women, each with their own unique abilities and strengths. Together, they form a formidable team, taking on the toughest challenges and overcoming incredible odds. With his swordsmanship skills and his harem by his side, Lin Tian battles against powerful enemies, ancient clans, and mysterious organizations. He must navigate the complex web of alliances and rivalries between powerful cultivators, ancient clans, and mysterious organizations. As Lin Tian grows in power and influence, he becomes known as the Sword Emperor, a legendary warrior feared and respected by all. His name becomes synonymous with bravery, strength, and unwavering dedication. But Lin Tian's journey is not without its challenges. He must confront his own limitations, overcome his own doubts and fears, and make impossible choices that will determine the fate of the world. Will Lin Tian be able to overcome the challenges ahead, become the Sovereign of the Heavenly Sword, and ascend to a higher world with his harem? Or will the dangers of the cultivation world prove too great for him to overcome? Sovereign of the Heavenly Sword is a fantasy novel that combines elements of martial arts, magic, and harem romance. With its epic scope, memorable characters, and heart-pumping action sequences, this novel is sure to captivate fans of fantasy and adventure.

Born into the Thornhill family, Eliana should have been dealing with succession planning and heiress training. But instead, she’s dealing with the crocodile tears of her cousin Alexa. As if stealing her Fiancé wasn’t enough, she’s out to pin everything onto Eliana. Trust issues - Eliana. Popularity issues - Eliana. Landslide - Must be Eliana. In an attempt to end her cousin’s jealousy-ridden machinations, Eliana is forced into a relationship with a childhood disaster, Lucian Alder Sinclair, her most tempting nightmare. Lucian Sinclair has always been synonymous with perfection, at least to most people. But to his family, finding someone who could handle his aloofness has been the top priority. Forced to return to his home country at the behest of his grandfather, Lucian fortunately encounters Eliana who’s in need of a ready-made partner. Constantly up at each other's throats, then into each other’s arms, may the lies they’ve told hold up against discerning family members and unrelenting pursuers.

Nerissa.. a single 25 year old maiden of earth was born into the world of Magic as a descendant of Ishtar's, the supreme family on the Luna continent. Unfortunately for her, she was born without a speck of mana inside her! They tried to forcefully awaken her mana, for ten years, only to fail miserably! Infuriated by this disgrace of a child, her parent sent her to the continent of Lars, the synonym of Chaos! ... Will she be able to rise alone? Or, fall like others? Join Risa on her journey to reclaim her position!

Luna Lethal, a name synonymous with fear and power, ruled both the underworld and the elite circles of society. Orphaned young, she rose through treachery to become a master of manipulation and skill. Yet, her reign ended in betrayal—a laboratory explosion claimed her life. To the world, her death was a tragedy; to her enemies, a cause for celebration. But Luna awakens in the body of Aurora Smith, a neglected and ridiculed child despised by her adoptive family. Stripped of her former strength but not her will, Luna faces a choice: seek revenge for Aurora’s mistreatment or forge a new path. As her sharp mind and unyielding spirit transform Aurora’s life, shadows of Luna’s past resurface. Loyal followers sense her presence, while old enemies seek to destroy her again. Torn between vengeance and a fresh start, Luna must confront her identity. Is she still the Devil of the underworld, or can she find peace in a second chance at life?

In a world where magic thrives and mythical beasts lurk in the shadows, Tohgi Akura is born into the unforgiving southern district of Vandekar, a lawless land ruled by bandits and plagued by poverty. Despite his humble beginnings, Tohgi harbors an audacious dream: to achieve that dream he must become a Knight, a title synonymous with honor, power, and nobility. His raw talent rivals the elite, but his lack of noble heritage leaves him scorned by the privileged. Yet, Tohgi’s unwavering determination and resilience catch the attention of influential figures who see potential in the unrefined boy. With their assistance, Tohgi rises through the ranks, challenging a society built to keep people like him in the dirt. But ambition has its price. As Tohgi carves his path toward greatness, his defiance against the status quo ignites conflicts that spiral into devastating wars. In his quest to protect those he loves and what he stands for, Tohgi must grapple with the weight of his choices and the sacrifices demanded by his legacy. Will Tohgi Akura go down in history as a hero, a tyrant or just another man. His story is one of ambition, loyalty, and the unrelenting cost of dreams. Do not hesitate to comment your thoughts at any point in the story, it would bring me great joy to be able to interact with readers of my work. I hope to see you on the other side. PS: Bold text indicates the use of magic, parenthesis () indicates thought. Thank you! Enjoy! :)

The Year is 2060: A Search for a New Home Earth is dying. Pollution chokes the air, resources are depleted, and humanity teeters on the edge of extinction. Kabir, a visionary scientist, and Veer, a passionate environmentalist, refuse to give up hope. Together, they embark on an extraordinary quest to find a new multiverse—a pristine world where humanity can begin again. Kabir’s revolutionary Multiverse Travel Machine allows them to traverse dimensions, exploring alternate realities in search of a habitable universe. With Veer’s deep understanding of nature and Kabir’s cutting-edge technology, they make a formidable team. But every journey into a new multiverse comes with unknown dangers and moral dilemmas. Can Kabir and Veer find the perfect world for humanity? Will they face challenges that test their courage, their friendship, and their very beliefs? To discover their incredible journey and the fate of Earth, read The Exodus to the Multiverse exclusively on Webnovel.

"Mana to breathe, mana to eat, mana to fucking live," Inhale: -0.001 MP… oops! You're out of mana points. (Pay-to-breathe RPG.) Humanity's last walled stronghold. _____ In the world Elio lives, every gasp of air comes at a price. A floating indestructible book for every human, a magical system that turns survival into a pay-to-breathe RPG. Here, poverty isn't just being broke, it's choking. Surrounded by barren land and a sea of monsters on top of it (No water, just literal monsters), each day is a suffocating dance of survival, a balancing act between mana for air and mana for food. In this economy, holding your breath isn't just a game, it's a retirement plan. Driven by desperation (and the city's miserly rulers that don’t cut anyone a break), Elio dives into the Book System’s trials to save his family. Along the way, he unlocks powers he didn’t ask for and starts to figure out... Who he really is. Immerse yourself in an adventure where one young man's stubborn refusal to become a statistic could spark a revolution. Who knew being a pain in the system's rear could change the world? Because in Elio's world, breathing is just the beginning of the revolution and... he's gasping for change. But hey, who said saving the world had to be all doom and gloom? Join Elio as he kicks monster butt, uncovers ancient secrets, and maybe, just maybe, figures out how to grow a tree or two along the way. __________ Warning: May contain traces of world domination, an unhealthy obsession with the periodic table, damage points, progression math, and yes, even a sprinkle of that old "power of friendship" magic. Because sometimes, you need a buddy to help you remember which element does what or even help you calculate those sweet, sweet stats. A quick heads-up: Despite what the cover might suggest, this isn’t a hack-and-slash adventure. Think more along the lines of a turn-based RPG, where strategy and choices matter as much as action. Get ready for a different kind of challenge! If you want to know more about the cover: Yep, that's our first FL crying and crossing the transparent barrier straight into a pixelated, indistinguishable sea of monsters. Because why not mix emotions with chaos? She's crazy like that! (Not really... or is she?) Discord to check the visuals: https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 I’m still working on it in the little moments I find between writing, editing, making more character images, etc. Little by little, we’ll have a Poked... uh, a full SummonDex! Meanwhile, you can check out the ones on Fandom with their... funny descriptions? Or at least I hope so... orz __________ Post-Win-Win Update: Staying Strong! Hey everyone! First off, thank you for all the support during last month's Win-Win challenge. While we didn’t hit the coveted 1000/1000 goal, getting back to 400 privilege chapters is still a huge accomplishment, and I couldn’t be more grateful. So I still will give away some prizes! Now, let’s address the loot: 4 chapters from the 400 privilege milestone 5 chapters from Legendary Castle gifts = 9 extra chapters Plus, I still owe you 6 chapters from last month, so that’s a total of 15 bonus chapters heading your way! I’ll release them little by little alongside the usual 2 chapters per day. This December, there’s an upcoming chapter-unlock event, and I might have saved a few of these bonuses for that to make it extra special. But don’t worry, every chapter I owe will definitely be delivered! Even though hitting Win-Win status might feel out of reach now, we’re still going strong. Your support means the world to me, whether it’s through privilege, gifts, comments, or just quietly enjoying the story. Thank you for sticking with me and keeping this journey alive! Let’s keep pushing forward together! P.S. Keep an eye out for those extra surprises. You never know when they might drop...

Daily dose of my personal yapping. The title was suggested by my keybord, I almost choked on my tea.

Anna's world was crumbling. Her mother's life was fading away, and the medical bills were choking her. In desperation, she made a decision that would cost her a lifetime: a decision to become a baby mama for the wealthy and jerky Adams Winthrop. Adams, the sole heir of the Winthrop Fashion Empire, needed an heir to secure his inheritance. But with his playboy lifestyle and lack of interest in commitment, finding a willing partner seemed impossible. That was until he laid eyes on Anna at the clubhouse. She was in dire need of cash, and he needed a baby. It was a match made of convenience, not love, or so they thought. As the months went by, Anna found herself falling head over heels for the charming and captivating Adams. But could she truly fall for a man who only wanted her for her womb?

"-A thousand years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. A thousand years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. A thousand years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life. A thousand years, of pitying our enemies who suffered the same inhumane human-created disasters due to human greed that knows no bounds." He spoke coldly, choking the lungs of the woman sitting in front of him. The woman who knew nothing, yet, still became a victim of the same disaster he endured for thousands and thousands of years. Her sharp eyebrows that he follows to thin almond-shaped eyes that shone grey with pearls falling from them as if she were a clam endlessly spilling precious jewels with no one to help collect them. However, his mouth still continued to spill the cold truth to her "A thousand years...Waiting to be saved by someone, anyone. How many years can a person hold onto a meaningless life like this? Tell me, Miss Shao. How, in the end, could I have saved my people? Should I have asked them to do the same as me? Cursed to live for eternity being haunted by the ghosts of our past." He smiled ruthlessly while the woman's lips trembled and she wordlessly brushed the tears that escaped her away. "-Force them to witness their loved ones die from either their own hands or mine, their leader. Tell me, exactly what is this life supposed to amount to at the sacrifice of so many others?"

--- Isabella never chose this. Forced into a marriage with the most feared man in the criminal world, Matteo Antonio, her life is now bound by a contract she didn’t sign willingly. Matteo is a man with a reputation for cruelty, a man who doesn't believe in love or loyalty—only power, control, and the cold, unrelenting pursuit of his own desires. Yet, despite everything she knows about him, despite how much she wishes to escape, there’s something in Isabella that wonders: *What if?* What if there's more to him than the cold exterior he shows the world? Now trapped in a life she didn’t choose, Isabella faces a question that haunts her every day: Will Matteo ever feel for her? Will he ever truly *see* her, not as a prize or a pawn, but as a person? Or will she, slowly but surely, fall for the man who holds her captive—body and heart? It’s a game. One that neither of them can afford to lose. ___________________ "Don't act like this is some big mystery. We both know why I'm here. We both know why I said yes. And we both know you loved my siste" His eyes darkened, his smirk vanishing. He stepped forward, and I stepped back. One step. Two. My back hit the wall. He leaned in close, his breath warm on my cheek. "Who told you," he said slowly, voice as sharp as a blade, "that Matteo *Antonio* has ever had feelings?". I froze. His eyes were like ice, cold and clear, but so much more dangerous. The kind of cold that burned. And suddenly, I felt so stupid. So stupid. All this time, I'd assumed—*no, Gianna told me.* She told me Matteo had feelings for her. She told me he loved her, that she had him wrapped around her little finger. She told me he would have chosen her if she'd stayed. But she was wrong. Because I could see it now, written in his face, in his eyes, in the way he looked at me like I was just another piece on the board. Matteo Antonio didn't *love*. He didn't feel anything at all. "You thought I loved her, didn't you?" His voice was soft, deadly quiet. "Is that why you've been walking around here with your head held so high?" His eyes flicked to my lips, my throat, before landing back on my eyes. "Let me make this clear, *cara mia*." He leaned in so close I could feel his lips brush against the shell of my ear. "I don't love. Not her. Not you. *No one.*" I sucked in a sharp breath, my chest rising and falling so fast it felt like I might choke on it. He pulled away just enough to look me in the eyes, his face unreadable. "Go to bed," he said, turning away from me. His voice had gone cold again, as if the storm had passed. "Tomorrow, you'll learn what it means to be my wife." I stayed there, pressed against the wall, too stunned to move. And as he walked away, I felt it settle into my bones. I wasn't his wife. I was his *prisoner.*

Be sure to join the official HTWQ Discord server for news on the novel, direct updates, polls, & exclusive rewards such as original illustrations: https://discord.gg/pxMTZp9f5j You can donate to the novel: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau Growing up as a slave in the Halloween Kingdom, Junk had been a prisoner for as long as he could remember. Born without a healthy nor stable body, he might have been the weakest of all the Minotaurs. Managing to finally escape the confines of his prison cell, the beast wanders the Kingdom’s dangerous roads. His body and soul slowly and painfully withering into nothingness until he miraculously runs into one final chance—the fallen Witch Queen—Lady September Autumn who had just recently been dethroned of her royal title. She provides him the opportunity to remain alive. Keeping his body and soul intact by feeding him with her royal, sacred Queen milk. Of course, this is no act of charity. She asks for his services in return. In exchange for harvesting her milk, Junk must become her loyal servant and bodyguard fulfilling whatever she commands: including hunting down and defeating all of those responsible for her dethronement. Refuse, and no more milk. No more milk, and the Minotaur will be doomed to perish once more. So a symbiotic relationship is formed. However, the ex-prisoner has something in mind for his powerful new Queen. Harvesting the bitch herself! Ultimately corrupting her into his breeding-slut when the time is right and birthing an army of monsters to re-take the kingdom for himself instead. Together, they are marching through this ghoulish and spooky fantasy world plagued with undead, spirits, demons, werewolves, vampires, demonic Gods and far worse! . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Thick | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . Discord link: https://discord.gg/Vx9zZqB5Ny Donations: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau https://www.patreon.com/camillejuteau If you have any question or hate mail: seishihentai@gmail.com Thank you for all the awesome feedback.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Things go wrong after Jerry hooks up with a stranger at an all freshers party. * * * Bro, you gotta see the way your eyes were on her." He laughed, but less loudly this time." I won't lie, I've done it before, every guy does, she's beautiful, you gotta give it to her." "Well she's cute." She is! "She's beautiful, you know it, that's why you had a one night stand with her." I almost choked on my burger. I had to take a drink before I talked again. "What the hell man?!" I whispered loudly. "What?" "Why did you have to say that out loud like that?" "Oh. Chill, these people are too busy enjoying their burgers to listen to our Convo." He said really chilling about it. I remembered the main thing I was worrying about when I saw her earlier this morning. I didn't use a condom when we were grinding our bodies against each other that night! 'What was I thinking?!' That's what I would ask myself if I didn't have a chance to use one because I did. When I was carrying her, her legs wrapped around my waist tightly, into the room, through rough kisses, I had stopped our liplock, and had told her I didn't have a condom. She said she had some; both male's and female's actually but she didn't want us to interrupt what we were having at that particular moment. I would ask why she had both male and female condoms but she was right, it was too hot, too pleasurable, a moment to interrupt. "I can just take a pill after." She had said.

[WARNING:18+ SCENES AHEAD] “In a world I have forsaken, you are my salvation…” Deep within the shadows of a forgotten cave lies Alaric, the most feared and powerful immortal the world has ever known—imprisoned for thousands of years. His name, long buried in the whispers of the supernatural, was synonymous with terror, a creature so ruthless he was thought to be nothing but a myth. Until now. Eric, a newly turned vampire with a thirst for survival, stumbles into the cave seeking refuge from the sun, he unwittingly awakens the ancient beast. As Eric’s blood spills onto an ancient symbol, the cave's walls ignite with eerie light, and Alaric emerges from his long slumber. The supernatural world reels in shock as the once-mythical-legendary creature returns, ravenous and unstoppable, hungering for both human flesh and dominion over all supernatural beings. Yet amidst the chaos and destruction, an unexpected twist unfolds: Alaric realizes that Eric is the reincarnation of Killian—his long-lost best friend, a soul he yearned for, more than a century and thought he'd never see again. Though Alaric is merciless and cruel, he finds himself drawn to Eric, confused by a mixture of hatred, obsession, and the remnants of a once unbreakable bond. As the world watches in horror, Alaric’s twisted infatuation with the young powerful vampire threatens to upset the delicate balance of power in the supernatural realm. With his hunger for destruction clashing with an unspoken longing for Eric, Alaric must confront his dark desires while navigating the complex emotions of their reincarnated connection. In this gripping tale of supernatural might, forbidden love, and dark desires, alliances are tested, and boundaries are shattered. Will Alaric's awakening spell doom for the world, or will the resurfaced bond with Eric—his reincarnated best friend—change the course of destiny for both supernatural and human alike?

Synopsis of Echoes of an Empire Echoes of an Empire is a historical novel chronicling the rise, dominance, and eventual decline of Pakistan’s most influential business empires. Spanning over a century, it tells the intertwined stories of six prominent business families: the Adamjee Group, Hashwani Group, Saigol Group, Fateh Group, Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group, and Ittefaq Group. Each of these families played a pivotal role in shaping Pakistan’s economic landscape, their successes symbolizing the nation’s industrial progress and their struggles reflecting its political and social turbulence. Echoes of an Empire is a gripping historical novel that chronicles the rise and fall of Pakistan’s most influential business empires: the Adamjee, Hashwani, Saigol, Fateh, Kohinoor Maple Leaf, and Ittefaq groups. Spanning over a century, the novel weaves together the personal struggles, family conflicts, and ambitious dreams of these business dynasties as they navigate the country’s shifting political and economic landscape. From the Adamjee Group’s pioneering role in the textile and jute industries to the Ittefaq Group’s dominance in steel and their complex ties with politics, the novel captures the highs and lows of entrepreneurial ambition. With political upheavals, nationalization, and internal family rivalries threatening their legacies, these families face immense challenges as they strive to maintain their empires. At its core, Echoes of an Empire is a tale of resilience, sacrifice, and the enduring impact of these industrial giants on Pakistan’s economy. It offers a compelling exploration of ambition, legacy, and the intricate relationship between business and politics, leaving readers to ponder the cost of power and the legacy of those who shaped the nation’s industrial future. --- The Hashwani Group: Building a Hospitality Empire Next, the novel delves into the journey of Sadruddin Hashwani, a dynamic entrepreneur who transformed his modest cotton trading business into a hospitality powerhouse. The Hashwani Group became synonymous with luxury through its Pearl-Continental and Marriott hotel chains, redefining Pakistan’s tourism industry. Set against the backdrop of political instability and terrorism in the 1980s and 1990s, the Hashwani family’s resilience shines through. The narrative captures their ability to navigate crises while maintaining their business integrity, symbolizing Pakistan’s potential for perseverance and excellence. --- The Saigol Group: Innovators in Industry The Saigol Group emerges as a beacon of industrial innovation. Originating in the early 20th century, the family expanded from textiles into chemicals, electronics, and power generation. Their establishment of Pak Elektron Limited (PEL) marked a significant milestone in Pakistan’s industrialization. Through the Saigol family’s story, the novel examines the balance between tradition and modernization. Internal family dynamics, generational clashes over business strategies, and the challenges of staying competitive in a rapidly evolving market are central themes. The Saigols’ narrative underscores the importance of innovation and adaptability in sustaining long-term success. --- The Fateh Group: Titans of Textile The Fateh Group, founded by Haji Mohammad Ilyas, became a leading textile manufacturer in the 1950s, contributing significantly to Pakistan’s export economy. Their commitment to quality and innovation allowed them to dominate the textile sector for decades. However, financial mismanagement and external economic pressures in the 1990s led to their decline. The novel portrays the family’s struggle to maintain their legacy amidst mounting debts and internal disagreements. It serves as a cautionary tale about the perils of over-expansion and the importance of strategic foresight in business. --- The Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group: Masters of Diversification The Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group, spearhead

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

Grand Scholar: A title synonymous with greatness, power, status, and authority. Ruchir, a young scholar from the capital city, harbors a burning ambition to attain this esteemed title. Join him on a journey brimming with drama, intense emotions, and thrilling action. Will Ruchir fall prey to the intricate plots against him, or will he rise above them to one day reign supreme over the continent? In this novel, the plot doesn't merely follow the main character; the main character intricately weaves through the plot. Take your time, dear readers, and immerse yourself in a tale where the depths of character development unfold in ways you’ve never experienced before.

The glittering world of wealth and crime collide as Liliana Russo, an innocent, pure, and fragile soul but a fierce, defiant, and independent person, an heiress trapped in the shadows of her family's sprawling criminal empire, longs for an escape from the cold, gilded life she's forced to lead. Scarred by betrayal and bound by blood, she has learned that in her world, trust is as dangerous as love. Enter Dante Moretti, his name is synonymous with fear throughout the city's elite. Ruthless, calculating, untouchable, cruel and cold hearted, the Mafia prince with an icy calm navigates the underworld, ruling it with an iron fist. But when their respective worlds collide, sparks fly, and what began as a volatile attraction quickly spirals into a forbidden passion. Dante's charismatic presence brings forth a fire within Liliana that she had never experienced and was forbidden to; whereas her innocence, defiance, and wildness call to him in desire and in intrigue, he finds that she challenges his coldness and detachment in ways that shake his very rigid control. As the dangerous attraction continues to intensify, Liliana is thrust into a world of secrets being deadly, fragile alliances, and enemies around every corner. The distinction between love and destruction grows increasingly fuzzy as their decisions bring them closer to the precipice of betrayal that might be their undoing. In a city where danger and desire walk hand-in-hand, Liliana and Dante must navigate a labyrinth of passion and peril, but the cost of their love may be their very lives. ______________________ Please support me, this is my first time writing a novel. I'll try to post at least 1 chapter a day.

Taehyung had always been a ghost in his village—hidden in the shadows, a boy condemned to loneliness by whispers of secrets too heavy to carry. Every glance he met was filled with suspicion, every interaction tinged with fear. He never understood why until his father, broken and bloodied on his deathbed, revealed the truth that would shatter the fragile cage of his life. Taehyung was cursed. He bore a gift so rare, so feared, it could bring entire kingdoms to ruin—the power to command the monsters that haunted humanity's darkest dreams. His family had buried this truth, locking him away like a prisoner, not to protect him, but to protect the world from him. All his life, he had lived in isolation, suffocating beneath the weight of a destiny he never chose. But fate is merciless. The night the beast came was supposed to be like any other—a quiet evening under a silver moon. Instead, it became a nightmare that would forever stain his soul. The monster tore through the village with relentless fury, its claws drenched in the blood of those Taehyung loved. His father, his mother, every voice that had once spoken his name—all silenced by the beast’s deafening roar. When the dawn broke, it brought no solace. Ash choked the air, the bodies of the villagers lay scattered like discarded dolls, and Taehyung stood alone among the ruins of his shattered life. The silence was deafening. Grief swallowed him whole, a tidal wave of despair that left him gasping for breath. And yet, from the depths of his agony, a vow was born. He would hunt the creature that had stolen his family, his home, his world. But vengeance wasn’t enough. Taehyung swore to defy the fate that had cursed him to a life of fear and solitude. He would rise from the ashes, not as a victim, but as a master—a Beast Master. Yet, grief has a way of twisting even the purest intentions. As he ventures into a cruel and broken world, Taehyung finds himself hunted—not just by the monsters that lurk in the shadows, but by humans who covet his power. Kings, mercenaries, and factions would stop at nothing to claim him as their pawn. And as whispers of his gift spread, he begins to question whether he is a savior—or the very thing he has sworn to destroy. The Beast Master's Vow is a haunting tale of loss and vengeance, where sorrow is a constant companion, and hope flickers like a dying ember. As Taehyung battles the darkness within and without, readers will be drawn into a world painted in ash and blood, where even the brightest victories are shadowed by the deepest despair. Prepare to cry, to rage, to mourn with Taehyung, and to question whether the line between hero and monster was ever there at all.

I have been close to death more times than I can count. At the time of birth, I underwent an operation almost for a month, due to a damn metal piece stuck inside my stomach. Stabbed in the ribs by a lunatic psychopath? Check. Almost crushed by a falling piano? You bet it happened with me. Heck, I have even survived a lightning strike on a clear, sunny day. But the final nail in the coffin? I choked to death on a grape. A F**ING GRAPE! Dying at 24 because of a slippery fruit, life had a terrible sense of humor. Well, joke’s on me, I guess, because now I’m here—in the fantasy world of Extra Wants to Live, the one trashy web novel I binge-read after a bad breakup. And it's my luck that, I have transmigrated into the body of a villain character, just the day before he dies in the hands of his own maid. Whether I am lucky or unlucky is still debatable though. Welp, that's how it is. And, now I have to survive, not only from the hero and his entourage, but from the actual protagonist of that web novel, who also is a transmigrator like me. I knew the ending already, but........ Would I be able to survive till the end?

The air was thick with smoke and the scent of blood, heavy enough to choke her as she clung to the shadows. She’d grown up within these walls, the stone corridors of her family’s stronghold, where she’d always been the quiet one, the unassuming Luminary, watching her kin wield their power over the wolves below with an iron fist. Tonight, the fortress shook under the force of rebellion. A war-cry echoed nearby, and she shivered, feeling the ground tremble as wolves overthrew the guards in waves, the very magic that had once bound them broken. The legends always said that the Luminaries were untouchable, but here they were—falling, one by one, as the stronghold became a grave. She ducked into an alcove, her back pressed against the cold stone, heart racing as her mind fought to make sense of the chaos. The Luminaries’ rule was absolute; they controlled everything and everyone with invisible threads of power. They were feared, revered—and yet, she knew what had been done in her family’s name. The iron discipline, the cold cruelty that had been deemed necessary, even just. But now, face to face with what that cruelty had cost, she felt a hollowness settle in her chest. A shadow appeared at the end of the hall. She stiffened, recognizing him immediately. He was the one from the old stories, the one who had somehow resisted the Luminaries’ control, a man of a bloodline immune to her family’s magic. His eyes, dark as midnight, swept the corridor before falling on her. In that moment, every instinct told her to run, but her body wouldn’t move, caught between dread and a strange sense of fate. He stopped before her, and his gaze bored into her, assessing, calculating. “So,” he said finally, voice cold. “This is where they hid the last of you.” She swallowed, lifting her chin. “I… I didn’t ask for any of this.” “Didn’t you?” His words were sharp, cutting through the chaos. “How convenient. That’s what they all say when they’re caught.” The accusation stung, but she kept her gaze steady. “Not everyone deserves to die.” His lips curled in a bitter smile. “Spoken like a true Luminary. Even now, you cling to the lies they fed you.” The weight of his anger was palpable, filling the air around them. She could feel his fury like a storm, a hatred so raw it burned her. And yet, as he glared at her, she saw a flicker of hesitation, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. She didn’t know that, in her softness, she held a power she didn’t understand—a quiet magic, subtle but unyielding, that drew him in against his will. He closed the distance between them, his hand gripping her arm firmly. “The others will die,” he murmured, his tone edged with finality. “But you, you’re coming with me. You’re too dangerous to be left alive, but maybe you’re just valuable enough to be kept breathing.” Her heart hammered, the weight of his words settling over her as he pulled her forward, binding her fate to his, a captive of the very rebellion that had destroyed her family.

(Erwachsener Inhalt) Welchen Preis bist du bereit, für deine Freiheit zu zahlen? Die wolfslose und verwaiste Tania war im Leben einer Sklavin gefangen. Ein Teil ihres Geistes wurde von ihrem Herrn gefangen gehalten, um Kontrolle auszuüben. Um ihre Freiheit zu erlangen, ging sie den Handel ein, König Eltanin, den rücksichtslosesten und mächtigsten Alpha von Araniea, auszuspionieren. König Eltanin mit seinen stürmischen Augen war dominant, arrogant und befehlshaberisch wie die Hölle. In einem Wettlauf gegen die Zeit, um seine Wölfe und sein Königreich vor dem Dämonenkönig Alpha Felis zu retten, trifft er auf Tania. Sie ist eine Spionin und die personifizierte Verlockung. Und nun muss sich Eltanin zwischen dem Schicksal seines Reiches und dem seiner Gefährtin entscheiden. Wird Tania ihre Freiheit wählen und ihre Gefährtin zurückweisen? Oder wird sie das Einzige aufgeben, was sie jemals wollte? Thesaurus-Definition von "Libertin": ausschweifend Synonyme für libertinär: freidenkerisch, ausschweifend, ausschweifend, unmoralisch, lasziv Meine anderen Romane sind: Wilde Bekenntnisse: Adrianna und der Alpha (abgeschlossen) Der Alphaprinz des Silbernen Halbmonds (Nominierung WSA 2021) Ileus-Der dunkle Prinz (Silberne Auszeichnung WSA 2022) Dunkler Hunger (5. Preis im Werwolf-Wettbewerb) Das Cover gehört mir. Es ist eine Auftragsarbeit. Künstler des Covers: Micehellwd Herausgeber: Astromnia

!!!! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED !!!! THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. IF YOU READ THIS BOOK, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!! Ravana "Raven" Moriarty came from a family steeped in crime. The Moriarty name was synonymous with evil, a legacy she never wanted. Desperate to escape that world, Raven moved to Los Angeles and reinvented herself as a detective and therapist with the LAPD. Her deep knowledge of criminal backgrounds gave her an edge, but her new life was upended when she was paired with the obsessive, charming, and dangerously handsome Lucifer Morningstar. Lucifer broke every rule to make Raven his partner, determined to uncover the truth behind the Moriarty name and prove himself worthy of Raven's trust. Raven, a logical and guarded woman, struggled to understand Lucifer's isolated and enigmatic ways, her only goal to destroy the family legacy that had haunted her. As Raven and Lucifer delved deeper into a reality Raven had thought impossible, the ghosts of her past threatened to cloud her future and undo the hard-won peace she had found. Would Lucifer's relentless pursuit make Raven see what she had been missing, or would the weight of the Moriarty name crush any chance at a fresh start?

Hello, everyone. If you're reading this, you may have read my other stories. I'm starting this one as a bit of a "getting back into it" story. (The synopsis will be further down) Both stories I've written will continue in the near future. (I have to re-read them because I've experienced a massive bout of memory loss.) Apologies for those of you waiting, but I had unavoidable circumstances that impeded my writing experiences. The cover isn't mine but it's been lightly photoshopped. If you want it taken down, tell me. (Signed by Author on April 25th, 2023) Anyways, time for the synopsis: Lia was a simple girl in her previous life. Well not really, considering she was the hit woman for the largest mafia organization that operated within the United States. Over the years, her exceedingly high kill count, and overall success rate was something to be afraid of. Her personality was something akin to pure confidence, bordering on arrogance. She dealt with people the same way she did her enemies. By ruining their lives in the most horrific ways. IE: Setting them up for FBI investigations, having their houses repossessed by the government, or even having them framed for a serious crime. Lia was someone that no one wanted to ever cross. If you did cross her, you might as well have signed your own death certificate! That was until she was smacked in the head by a falling piano. While following through on a hit, no less! I mean, come on! A piano?! that's unfathomably crazy. Well, despite getting hit by a literal piano, she still managed to finish the job. But the very next day, she choked on a sandwich and nearly died! Her luck seemed to have literally bottomed out. This "streak of bad luck" had continued in her life for years! Literal years! She had come so close to dying so many times that she was genuinely confused as to how this could happen to someone! From falling down a flight of stairs to nearly breaking her neck during a cartwheel (despite having so much experience that she could do them with her eyes closed.) Lia had experienced so many near-death experiences that she had become entirely immune to the weird circumstances happening around her. Eventually, the bad luck did catch her. She was minding her own business, walking through the streets of Seattle when a coin rolled across the ground and tripped someone else, who dropped an umbrella, which she tripped over. Her fall had her land directly into the flow of moving traffic. She was then hit by a small square-body pickup truck. It had a small sticker of a smug smiling face attached to its front bumper. Lia had died because of what was essentially a coin. A coin had actually managed to kill a human being. Not just any human, but one of the most feared people within the US. Warnings for all readers: -This novel will (at some point) contain lesbian sex scenes. -System tag doesn't mean in the most literal way. (you'll find out more if you read it.) -This may become a Yuri harem novel (haven't decided.) -Will contain very strong LGBTQ+ themes

If you're reading this, chances are you’re drawn to the allure of Eastern-themed stories... tales of ancient clans, mystical arts, and the relentless pursuit of immortality. Now, imagine waking up one day to find yourself reincarnated into the very world you’ve always longed to experience, A world where martial prowess and cultivation define one’s destiny. You’ve been reborn into one of the four major clans, a place of power, prestige, and unimaginable resources. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted. Or so it seems. But there's a cruel twist to this dream-like fate. Despite being surrounded by unparalleled talent and limitless potential, you discover that you can't cultivate. Not a single trace of spiritual energy will respond to your call. In a world where the strong thrive and the weak perish, you're nothing more than a powerless mortal. Imagine the scorn you’d face... every sneer, every whispered insult, every condescending gaze. As the sole member of your clan who cannot harness the power of the elements, you become the laughingstock, the shame of a family that has produced immortal powerhouses for millennia. Would you still cling to this world, or would you long for the ordinary life you once knew? For Feng Chen, this nightmare was a living reality. Born into the revered Feng Clan, his destiny was supposed to be one of greatness. Yet, for 14 excruciating years, he struggled in vain, unable to cultivate even the smallest amount of spiritual energy. Every day was a reminder of his inadequacy, every encounter a painful lesson in humility. His name, once spoken with pride, became synonymous with failure... a blemish on the illustrious history of his lineage. Finally, the clan could bear it no longer. Stripped of his name, his rights, and his dignity, Feng Chen was cast out, exiled from the only home he had ever known. With nothing left to live for, he wandered into the wilderness, seeking solitude in a desolate cave where he could quietly fade away from the world that had forsaken him. As he lay on the cold stone, his body broken and his spirit shattered, he closed his eyes, ready to embrace the darkness. But just as the last flicker of hope was about to die out, something extraordinary happened… *Ding!* – Activating Seclusion System! But who would've known... That this System wasn't an Ordinary one Either... ******** [ GRAVE WARNING- this book is only for those who are patient enough.. if u do not have patience, please do not read this book cuz the starting chaps are nothing but to build up story and to test the readers patience.] Just letting you guys know that its a slow paced story with a system that focuses on making its host train in seclusion… but ofcourse thats not all to it as that would make everything so boring no? So expect many adventures… And yes he will have a harem (sigh… poor lil me) yes the System of the story is unique altho seemingly normal at first, it'll show its true colours in the story.. Also, the MC might feel a bit bratty and spoiled at first but trust my cookin.. Upload schedule? 2 chapters everyday! More if u gibe me money ;-; Drop ur comments and reviews btw… votes too… and coins :) *Points a gun at u*

The terror of ancient prophecies lies in the wait for death! The 9/11 attacks, the Indian Ocean tsunami, the Wenchuan earthquake… one prediction after another has been proven true. As 2012 approaches, are you ready? An ancient French poetry collection marked “Forbidden for Human Reading” hides an earth-shattering secret. Why have those who possessed this book met with untimely deaths? Why was Mars Barth, a once-respected prophet, expelled from the royal court? What connection does he have with the great seer Nostradamus? The tales of One Thousand and One Nights start to unfold in reality, as terrifying and bizarre events occur one after another. What deadly schemes lurk behind the world’s façade? The horrifying doomsday prophecy—2012 has become synonymous with the end of the world. Yet another prediction coincides with the mysterious prophecies of the Mayans. Will a cataclysmic disaster, tied to the fate of humanity, strike in 2012?

Jing Yun looked at the scene before him. The prince who was supposed to fall in love with the sleeping princess was making love eyes at the frog. "Fuck." Yu Xian cursed—out of the three of them, she was always the quickest to think, so it wasn't a suprise that she was the first to realize how badly they messed up. He could already see her scrambling towards Gu Feng, probably to choke the other, but Jing Yun was still processing everything so he's not in the right state to stop her. After a couple of minutes, he could hear a cry coming from the corner, though he barely managed to register it, too focused on the sight of the prince currently making out with the frog. "YOU BASTARD! YOU GAVE HIM THE WRONG POTION!!!" . . . The Matchmaking Agency, an organization with the sole purpose of tying the heart's of people, and making the love blossom, despite this, the agency and it's workers does everything, well...except for that purpose. "We set off a bomb, pissed off a god, messed with an Empire and now we're inside a monster's mouth...are you sure this has anything to do with love?" Jing Yun asked as he looked at his fellow workmates—the three of them were currently floating on a green liquid, probably the monster's saliva. "Love is complicated." "We're going to die! STOP TALKING AND DO SOMETHING!!!" Jing Yun contemplated on Yu Xian's wistful answer and then to Gu Feng's life and death scream. With a nod, Jing Yun concluded: Love is really complicated. "Stop with that bullshit, we're being eaten alive for fuck's sake!" Truly complicated.