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Nate’s POV: The Beast Awakens The burning started in my chest—subtle at first, like a dull ache, but it quickly spread like wildfire. My vision blurred, and every nerve in my body screamed. Not now. Not here. I stumbled back, gripping my arms as the pain intensified. It felt like something inside me was tearing free, clawing its way to the surface. My breath came in ragged gasps, and the world around me dimmed. "Nate, stay with me!" Leona’s voice barely registered through the storm raging in my head. The heat surged, and with it, a primal force I couldn’t contain. My skin prickled, muscles twisting and bones cracking as fur erupted along my arms. My hands... no, claws now, dug into the dirt. My nails were black, curved, and razor-sharp. A deep, guttural growl escaped my throat, one I didn’t recognize as my own. "Nate!" Leona yelled again, stepping closer. Brave, or stupid. Maybe both. I lifted my head, locking eyes with her. Her fear hit me like a wave—but behind it, there was something else. Trust. “Stay back,” I growled, my voice layered with something... inhuman. My lips curled back, revealing sharp teeth. The beast wanted out. It wanted blood. But I wasn’t ready to give it everything. Not yet. With a shuddering breath, I forced myself to stand, claws flexing, muscles coiled like steel. I could feel the strength surging through me—powerful, untamed, and deadly. "You wanted a monster," I snarled, glaring at the enemy ahead. "You’ve got one." ---

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

[Ding !! Euro Breather System Unlocked]  [One breath = 1 euro]  [Level 1 : Please use  100,000 Euros to level up] As Jack made his way back to his small apartment from his part-time work, he couldn't help but be amazed by a panel that materialized before his eyes. Despite his best efforts to dismiss the idea of such imaginary thing, his thrifty side begged him to believe in it. Coming from Australia after obtaining a scholarship to attend a highly esteemed German high school. All he had was a life without parents. He may expect his life to undergo a radical transformation now that he got a cheat system. Join my discord : https://discord.gg/aDAUyXxqEd Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and organizations are imaginary and any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. The narrative is intended for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect real-life occurrences or perspectives.

They call him Ling A’Xian, a hostage prince, a pawn in a war he never asked for. But that is not his name. Not truly. Han Ziyao-- a name whispered in the void, a past too distant to grasp… and a love that refuses to fade. In a world where fate is rewritten with every life he steps into, Han Ziyao has long abandoned the illusion of control. He transmigrates without warning, wakes in unfamiliar bodies, and plays whatever role the universe demands of him. But amidst shifting identities and fractured timelines, one thing remains constant—him. And the man who always finds him. Tonight, that man is the Crown Prince. And Ling A’Xian is pressed against a glazed partition, his breath unsteady as gloved fingers trace the curve of his jaw. “Running again, A’Xian?” The prince’s voice is velvet and steel, his golden eyes unreadable in the candlelight. “I’m beginning to think you enjoy being caught.” A’Xian exhales sharply, forcing a smirk despite the way heat surges within his stomach. “And I’m beginning to think you enjoy the chase.” The prince hums, his grip tightening just enough to make A’Xian’s pulse stutter. “Perhaps. But tell me…” He leans in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over A’Xian’s lips. “What will you do when there’s nowhere left to run?” A’Xian doesn’t answer. He can’t. Not when the prince’s gloved hand is slipping lower, not when the space between them is vanishing, not when he’s dangerously close to forgetting that this isn’t love—it’s obsession. And yet, as soft lips brush against his throat in a mythical promise, he wonders if, in this life, he’ll be the one to break first. Because some bonds, no matter how many lifetimes pass, are never meant to be severed.

[ MATURED CONTENT | NO RAPE ] "You wrote this world to escape me. Now, we’re both prisoners of your own creation." A writer finds herself trapped in the fictional world she created. ----- Her body stiffened when she felt his hand settle on her thigh, grazing the sensitive skin with a barely-there touch that sent a jolt of warmth rushing to her core. She snapped her eyes shut, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps as her pulse hammered in her neck. What is he doing? "What... what are you doing?" Elle finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion. Halcyon's voice was a deep, dark hum in her ear, sending a shiver through her as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin just below her ears. "Marking what's mine." His words dripped with possessiveness, and Elle's breath caught. A strange heat washed over her, mingling with the terror coiling in her stomach. His voice was so close, his presence so consuming, she couldn't escape it. "Your... Highness... I-I feel dizzy." She stuttered, her hands shooting up instinctively, weakly trying to stop him from leaning in further. Her fingers trembled as they brushed the solid expanse of his broad shoulder, but it only served to remind her of the power he had over her in that moment. "Shhh... you'll be alright," he murmured, his voice low and coaxing, yet laced with a dark edge. "Don't make noise. We wouldn't want anyone to hear, would we?".....

Published, titled "In My Time, You're All I Have" On the third day of their romance, Gu Yu cornered Tang Yuran in a nook, watching her with a mischievous and leisurely smile, "I want to be with you." "Huh?" Tang Yuran looked at him with a bewildered face, stammering, "Aren't we... aren't we already together?" "What I mean is, from body to soul, from our hair tips to our fingertips, to be together fully, without any blind spots." Gu Yu's lips curled into a naughtily amused smile. "But... it's only been three days since we made it official..." "So?" Gu Yu lowered his head, kissing the corner of her lips, murmuring, "But in my heart, you've been there for many years now..."

Disasters descended one after another, like updates in a game: Rampant virus (Completed), Magnetic storms (Completed), Extreme cold catastrophe (Completed), Torrential floods (Completed), Scorching heat waves (In progress).

Crossing over to the alien world, he became a fallen noble lord. But with the help of the proficiency panel, he started to gain EXP through his family's Knight Breath Technique and followed the footsteps of an ancient and mysterious sorcerer step by step. Thus began a mysterious journey.

The new book, "The Arrogant and Cute Princess: Your Highness is so Cunning" has been published -- back then, she was innocent and naive, doing everything she could, hoping that he would notice her. Later on, in her anger and embarrassment, she snapped: "Chen Yiran, take your hands off me. Do you think I’m still that ignorant young girl?" With a devilish smile, he leaned in to seal her lips with his and whispered: "Hmm... you've long since become an innocent woman."

Some people enter your life like a whisper. Others crash into it like a storm. Aarav never thought much about fate-until the night he met Atlas. One moment, he was just a college student dealing with family expectations. The next, he was pulling a mysterious man out of trouble, only to realize Atlas wasn't just a stranger. He was a secret waiting to unfold. Atlas has always known how to disappear, how to stay unnoticed. But when a reckless choice leads him to Aarav, his carefully built world starts to crack. Aarav is everything he shouldn't get close to-kind, persistent, and dangerously warm.

'It's easier said than done'. A sneak peak into the story of survival. With the world turned upside down, and new beasts taking control , will she make it until the end? Or will she give up to make it the end? How will she know if she's fighting for the right side?

"An ominous force lurks, threatening all of existence. Reida is tasked with uniting the prophesied warriors, yet each with their own version of hell carve a steeper path for her to cross. Reborn as the first Everborne, a lone voyager. Untethered, unbound by time--Immortal. Her, made bound to untie the cursed fate of all creation; born from the gods' first mistake. She never asked for this war. Never wanted the weight of countless worlds. But the darkness does not wait, and if she does not stand, her child and widowed husband will fall with the rest. And she, an Everborne will not fail."

WSA 2025 Entry ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Proceed with caution. This is not your average fantasy adventure. Beware. I might as well trap you in my pages. --- "Run, little angel." His voice is velvet, edged with sin—soft enough to make her shiver, dark enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, to fight against the invisible chains pressing against her skin. But he’s already there. Behind her. Before her. Inside her mind. "You can’t leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers trace the edges of her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists, his magic binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it, scream it, curse it—" his breath burns against her throat, "—but you will never forget it." She gasps as the weight of his words settles into her bones. And then he smiles. "Good girl."

Sucking and encircling his tongue in all the right ways on my left breast had me breathless. All the sparks and feelings from the mate bond had me on cloud nine. My body betrayed me falling into his touch, releasing soft moans as my head fell back on the wall. Soon after he was done attacking my breast with his soft and addicting lips his deep blue eyes tore into mine. “We-we have to stop thi-” I tried to breathe out but was quickly caught off by the overwhelming sensation of his lips crashing onto mine. I was trying to keep up with his aggressive yet needy pace, all while taking in oxygen to breathe. My fingers eventually get tangled in his soft dark strands pulling at it slightly. I earned a sexy groan in approval and he squeezed my ass in return. I move my tongue over his bottom lip asking for entrance and he gladly allows me in having the complete taste of him. He pulled impossibly closer leaving no space between us. Enjoying the heat and sparks our bodies are making soon begin to fade from my mind as I remember exactly where we are and that anyone could catch us. Pushing away I quickly unwrap my legs from his waist and settle myself on the ground. This needed to stop before things escalated further than necessary. We both say no words and allow our heavy breathing to settle down. “So are you going to finally tell me why you dressed to impress every male this evening?” Jake sternly asks, cutting the silence. “And who are you to be questioning me on how I dress?” I reply fixing my dress back to normal. “Your mate and alpha.” He shoots back, pushing me towards the wall again. Jane Jones is the daughter of Alpha Adam of the Red Moon pack. She's in for an intense ride of learning how to trust, love, and enjoy being mated to one of the most ruthless Alphas, Alpha Jake of the Dark Moon pack.

In a world governed by dynamics of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, 25-year-old Kian Vale, a fiercely independent Omega, has always lived by one rule: never depend on anyone but himself. Tired of the relentless cycles of his heat, Kian has mastered the art of enduring it alone. Working as a marketing strategist at a prestigious firm, he thrives on logic, discipline, and control. But when his carefully constructed world shatters during an unexpected heat at the office, everything changes. Enter Adrian Blackwell, his cold, dominant Alpha superior who seems to exude power with every step. When Kian’s heat spirals out of control, Adrian intervenes, igniting a relationship that is as consuming as it is destructive. With a toxic blend of passion, possessiveness, and manipulation, their connection tests the limits of desire and control. As Kian wrestles with his growing dependency on Adrian and the darker sides of their dynamic, he must ask himself: Is he willing to lose himself entirely for love, or can he reclaim his independence without losing the bond they share?

Crystal had spent her life inside the temple, swearing herself to gods who never spoke back. With blind faith and empty prayers, she was meant to die with the others as just another body on the stone floor, blood soaking through her white robes. But when the King of Elyria walked in, He didn’t let her perish but took her instead. Dragged from the light and thrown into a world where shadows breathe, Where sin feels just like salvation, Crystal should hate him. She should fight. She should resist the pull, the heat, and the way her body falters as every touch ruins her. The girl who once prayed to the gods is dying, piece by piece, and something else is rising in her place, something unholy and wicked. Something his. Through war, betrayal, and conquest, Crystal will carve her name into the world alongside his. She might have been destined to die, but now she will rule, claiming fear and worship from her people and enemies alike. While being bound to the creature that stole her fate and rewrote it in blood. Together, they will be unstoppable. Warning: This story contains dark themes, psychological manipulation, and obsessive romance. Read at your own risk.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

An intelligent and kind scientist died and is reincarnated as a singular atom in this isekai adventure. This story aims to combine action packed story telling with interesting science.

"Brandon Heat" follows the story of Brandon, a detective in Ciudad Reina, who is consumed by rage and helplessness after the murder of his fiancée, Margarita. The first chapter introduces Brandon as he navigates his grief and frustration, clashing with the inefficiency of the police force and his own emotional turmoil. He revisits the scene of Margarita's shooting, searches for clues at the hospital where she died, and begins to suspect a connection between her murder and an old case involving his mother. A lead from his friend Michel sends him to the lab, where he receives a mysterious fiber that might be crucial to the investigation. In the second chapter, Brandon heads to the dangerous neighborhood of La Ronda, determined to track down the elusive "Doctor" who may hold answers about Margarita's death. Driven by vengeance and armed with fragments of evidence, Brandon’s quest for justice leads him deeper into the city's criminal underbelly.

Elias Adams had long given up on life. Once a brilliant engineer, he drowned his days in routine and his nights in smoke, each cigarette dragging him closer to the inevitable. Lung cancer was already gnawing at his body, and he welcomed the end with open arms. But fate had other plans. A tragic explosion in his lab should have been the final page of his story. Instead, he awakens to warmth—to the gentle touch of his mother, her voice calling his name. But it’s not a dream. He’s been reborn. Back in his own past, as a baby. At first, he resents this cruel twist of fate. He never wanted a second chance. He never wanted to live again. But as time passes, the pain of his former regrets weighs heavier than his reluctance to exist. Slowly, hesitantly, he starts to change things—mending his broken relationships, forging friendships he never had, and daring to chase the dream he once abandoned: becoming a football player. With every step forward, Elias reshapes his destiny, transforming from a man who once craved death into someone who finally learns to live. But the shadows of his past still linger—will he be able to outrun them, or will history repeat itself once more? A story of redemption, love, and the power of second chances, "A Second Breath" asks: If you were given another life, would you finally choose to live?

En un mundo donde la humanidad ha evolucionado a tal punto que los humanos han obtenido poderes, Riochiro, tras perder a su padre y que su madre fuese secuestrada, él y su hermana son acogidos por una familia noble, la cual le debe un gran favor a su padre. Riochiro es separado de su hermana y es sometido a un entrenamiento intenso, solo para descubrir una cosa: él no tiene poderes... Por cierto, esta es la versión en español de la novela, la tendré atrasada un capitulo, si quieren ver una versión mas adelantada, esta la traducción al ingles

In a world where humanity has evolved and obtained powers, Riochiro, after losing his father and his mother was kidnapped, he and his sister are taken under the charge of a great noble family who owed a great favor to his father, Riochiro is separated from his sister and is subjected to an intense training, only to make a discovery, he has no powers...

Null never wanted excitement,fame or even riches and a quiet, comfortable life a woman to call his own then a family to go along But every one at the age of 16 at least that was the common age but even those younger would be sent to Military school reason being they would be sent to war a Planetary war the Domineer's a alien humanoid species's that were supernatural in all aspects and humankind were at war,humankind began to progress immensely because technology from the Domineer's was scavenged then replicated The war caused 70% of humankind to be killed,yet there was hope as apprence of abilities starting from a lone soldier in despair activated his METAGENE'S making this man the first Meta-Human. These abilities appeared when a human is put under immense trauma and there able to teach this ability and even improve it.The war lasted 70 years and a very fragile treaty was made. That was 80 year's ago.The first time humankind met the Domineer's was 2039 AD December 22 and and the war started in 2040 AD January 10.And the first war ended at year 2045 and it was not the last. And now the year is 2120 AD. (Author's note:It will include a system.)

Camille and Dean will go through their own trials and tribulations, but will they be able to overcome it? Even when tragedy strikes, leaving some feeling abandoned. And then a golden opportunity is presented a chance to fix everything....

A thousand years ago, an asteroid crashed into the world—but instead of destruction, it brought Solmara, the Breath of the Starborn. This celestial force seeped into the land, creating the Cosmic Wells, mystical veins of energy that reshaped the balance of power. From its depths, humanity awakened to magic—some wielding the elements, others discovering rarer and more terrifying abilities. Now, magic is everything. Power shapes kingdoms. Clans are formed from over a thousand years ago.Knowledge commands respect. And the pursuit of Solmara’s secrets fuels wars and legends. Rōen is just another academy student, studying magic like everyone else. Quiet, chill, and a little shy, he prefers to keep to himself—until you get to know him, and then he won’t shut up. he dreams of something greater—of mastering his own rare gift, Light Magic, however he doesn't really know the true nature of his power for him he just a light boy. But when strange dreams begin haunting him—visions of a battlefield frozen in time, a sky torn apart, and a voice whispering of Veyron, the Cosmic Pulse—his world begins to unravel.

It starts when in a little town called Creek spring where a young woman, Rose McGowan falls headfirst for Jake and his brother, Stefan. The scales are peeled off her eyes when she finds out who they are or rather, *what* they are. However, her discovery only leads her down the rabbit hole. It turns out that their fates have been intertwined since the beginning of time. The only issue is, can Rose survive the heat cackling between the trio without destroying the bond between the brothers?

Grace had always thought that her boss didn’t feel the same way Thor her, but after a heated night at the gala she realizes that perhaps she was reading his behavior all wrong