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Wave Akame Ga Kill

Bound to the vampire I must kill

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... God, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.
ELF_QUEEN · 46.7K Views

Kill to Rise

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm
Man110 · 1.1K Views

The Heroines All Want to Kill Me

In the fantastical empire fraught with crises, the shadow of the Demon King looms ever closer. Frey, as the eldest son of a hero family that has endured for thousands of years, shoulders the mission of preventing the Demon King from devouring the world. It turns out that according to the family's prophecy book, his ancestor was teleported to this world after insulting the game "Dark Fantasy" in another world. The ancestor managed to achieve a satisfactory ending by relying on the game's knowledge. In the sequel, "Dark Fantasy 2", for a happy ending to be unlocked, the hero must first destroy the world to obtain the "system". In the previous "game", Frey committed countless evil deeds. After successfully obtaining the "Pseudo - Evil Path" system, he was reborn to the day before entering the academy. However, his evil actions made five heroines harbor intense hatred for him in the previous life. After being reborn, they awakened their past - life memories and were bent on revenge. These heroines included the future prime minister, the great mage, the saintess, Kania, the cursed dark mage, and the imperial princess. Before entering the academy, Kania, who served as a maid in the duke's family and was a dark mage, attempted to assassinate Frey several times, such as by poisoning his food. Frey defused the crises with his "Intuition of the Pseudo - Evil". He also discovered that Kania was on the verge of death due to a curse, and the effect of the curse would weaken when she was by his side. The key to saving her might lie with her younger sister. Therefore, while hinting at his coveting of her sister to maintain her hatred, Frey injected vitality into her, even though it would shorten his own lifespan. After entering the academy, at the welcome party, the nobles indulged in extravagance and bullied the commoners. Frey rescued Irina, the future great mage who was caught by the nobles. He used the system skills "Information Detection" and "Emergency Defense" to resolve the fatal curse and earned evil points. Upon moving into the dormitory, Kania became Frey's attendant, which was the result of her request to Frey's father. If Frey caused trouble, he would be expelled from the academy. Meanwhile, Frey found that he could neither view nor upgrade his attributes except for his spiritual power. He could only accumulate points by completing tasks. Moreover, Perosh Astrad, the "Pure White Saintess", also harbored a strong murderous intent towards Frey due to her past - life memories. In this perilous world, Frey has to deal with the pursuit of the heroines while solving the empire's problems. Whether he can accumulate points, unravel the mysteries, defeat the Demon King, and survive remains a suspenseful question.
121wsjh0574 · 18K Views

The Whispers of Waves and Fire

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.
PhieCastro · 1K Views

The First Fusion Master: Beast Wave

In the magical world of Cordial, where the bond between humans and beasts defines power and prestige, Riven Stormbrand dreams of becoming a legendary Beast Master. Born with a soul of exception purity, he was destined for greatness—or so everyone believed. But when his once-bright future is shattered during the Beast Exams, Riven's life takes an unexpected turn. Marked by an ancient and unfathomable creature after a fateful encounter with a mysterious orange stone, Riven’s soul rejects the bond with wild beasts of higher blood lines, rendering him an outcast in the eyes of his peers and a disappointment to his extended family. Yet, amidst rejection and loss, his unwavering resolve shines through. Choosing to walk the path of a hunter, he eventually discovers the power he was gifted with: the ability to absorb the souls of slain beasts and to fuse them, creating powerful allies unlike any others in the land. As Riven treads this uncharted path to power, his city faces an unprecedented catastrophe—a monstrous horde of beasts threatens to annihilate everything he holds dear. Forced into a battle for survival, Riven finds himself torn between protecting his home and harnessing the chaos to strengthen his newfound power. The First Fusion Master is a tale of resilience, discovery, and a power that defies tradition—a journey where the lines between hero and outcast blur, and strength is born from the unlikeliest of places. Posting on other platforms as well for now.
Laeirok · 14.5K Views
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