Femoral Neck Anatomy

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

In the residence of the Duke of Zhenguo, the legitimate young miss, known for her icy demeanor, had transformed overnight. She, who usually regarded no one, woke up to confront anyone she saw with a few harsh words, using her frail body to intimidate so much that no one dared to touch her. Afterwards, this legitimate young miss began taking on retainers, nurturing powerful officials, engaging in commerce, and recruiting troops… Every act so shocking and audacious, it defied the norms and provoked fear in all who spoke of her! Yan Wanqing was seen as an enchantress and a disaster by the people, a thorn in the flesh and a nail in the eye that the ministers wanted desperately removed, an entity everyone shunned as if she were a venomous snake. Only the Crown Prince Mingyue, descending from the divine altar, in the dark, godless alleys, grasped her neck and repeatedly asked her, "Will you marry me or not?"

At the movie premiere, a curious reporter notices the marks on Xia Siyu’s neck. “What’s that?” Xia Siyu flicks her hair carelessly. “A mosquito bit me.” After returning home, Bo Yan pins her against the wall, his voice teasing yet dangerous. “A mosquito? Do I need to bite you again?” Xia Siyu gains weight easily and is always fat shamed with words like being “as fat as a pregnant woman”. One day, she is mocked so harshly that she appears on the top searches. While everyone thinks of it as another joke, the movie star, Bo Yan, replies unexpectedly, “Thank you for your well wishes! Our baby is already three months old.”

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

Leo Hayes was just a regular guy enjoying his favourite fanatasy smut novel when he suddenly woke up naked in a world ruled by beast women —where men are rare, treasured, and fiercely claimed. Before he can even process what's happening, a dominant and dangerously sexy Wolf Queen pins him down, ready to mark him as her mate. Armed with a pervy yet overpowered System, Leo quickly realizes that in this world, he's not just prey—he's the ultimate prize. Fierce warriors, seductive huntresses, and powerful queens will fight, lust, and submit to him....but only if he plays his card right. ******** Leo chuckled. "What's the matter? Not used to being touched like this?" Zyra bared her fangs in frustration. "Shut up, male—" Leo bit her neck. Zyra's entire body jerked violently beneath him. Her claws sank into his back, her breath coming out in harsh pants. "Ah—! You...!" Her voice shook. Leo licked the spot he had bitten. "Sensitive huh?" ******* Will he survive, dominate, and build the ultimate beast-women harem? Or will he be devoured whole —in more ways than one?

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

"You might be the best killer in the underworld but that is all you are , a killer " Ivana spat out. Alara stayed silent. "A killer can't be a wife much less a mother. So why don't you make things easier for me and disappear. Rae will never marry you and your baby can't be raised by a killer ". she added. She felt a gush of wind blinking but then gasped . Alara had her table knife down on her neck , the coldness of both the steel on her neck and look in her eyes sent shivers down her spine. "Love put the knife down " Rae said to Alara. Ivana gulped still staring into the cold blood thirsty eyes down on her. she didn't seem to want to move . Rae stood up and gently took her hand from Ivana's neck , "Come on , let's get you some cake " he said to Alara. Suddenly her eyes turned soft as she dropped the knife and followed her fiancé off to the kitchen. ......... Sent to kill him but is now carrying his child . A deadly assassin must choose between the father of her child who refuses to let her go ,the organisation that is now threatening her family and the responsibilities of becoming a mother and wife.

“Who are you?” The women asked to Alex while pointing her stone spear at his neck, then another group came from the trees and bushes behind him. “He looks good” one woman said while licking her tongue and then grabbed him. ”Please... Don't do anything”, Alex begged for his life.

High in the Unreachable Mountains, Trill, a warrior trained by the Goatmen assassins, discovers his unique ability to control plants and fungi while mastering alchemy and swordsmanship. Haunted by a mysterious past and the medallion around his neck, his life is upended when Malgrin the Unbroken, a sorcerer bent on domination, invades his hidden village. As Malgrin enslaves the Goatmen and kills Trill’s mentor, Granny Gruff, Trill escapes, vowing vengeance. Descending the mountains for the first time, he embarks on a perilous journey to free his people, uncover his origins, and harness his powers against a rising tide of darkness.

When San Francisco socialite Evelyn Hawthorne's wedding dress was stained with gasoline and blood on the eve of her engagement party, a woman with burns crawled out of an abandoned church in the slums of Chicago. Five years later, behind the scenes of a fashion show on Fifth Avenue in New York, emerging designer Lilith pierced her fingertips with a sewing needle and smeared blood on the waistband of a wedding dress named "Bloody Bride" - at this moment, her new sponsor Nathaniel Blackwood was kissing psychiatrist Isabella Voss in the VIP room, and the tulip birthmark on the doctor's neck perfectly matched the tulip earrings left at the arson scene.

*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ************** "I'm done playing nice, mate." His guttural voice was a threat. He wanted to force himself on her. He wanted her submission to come to him and be protected. Melisca was staring into his blood-red eyes. The grass field in it was gone. It was now a burning lava. Yes, she felt fear, but she was more furious about what he wanted for her. "You are my fated mate. My luna. Your rightful place should be right by my side, not running around spilling blood." Her face contorted in constant anger. If only looks could kill, his gorgeous head would have already been separated from his neck. "I don't want to be Luna for the people I hate." Her teeth gritted. She should have been scared. He can easily snap her slender neck. But her courage or stupidity prevailed over common sense. ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the last of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to revenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she can't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone adds up to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with my other story. > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS Please check it out as well. Thank you.

'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' -- Williams Shakespeare --- "Should I dip my hands in holy water so I can touch you?" His breath fanned her neck as he spoke close to her ear, causing an anxious shiver to run down her spine. Her eyes widened before narrowing slightly. "You are crazy." She whispered back with a shaking voice. "Why?" He asked, awed. His eyes now staring at her. "Because you would get burned." --- Opposites attract. That’s what everyone says, but light and darkness are two very contrasting entities. Annabelle is the perfect definition of pure and innocent, while on the other hand, Kione is the opposite of that—dark and a devil with an angelic appearance. Too forbidden to be a perfect match.

He grabbed my throat hard and pinned his gaze on me. I gasped, astounded, feeling as if my neck was impeded by chains. His very dim eyes intimidated me so bad I felt I could die. His chilly breath fanned my face. He was cold, his skin felt grossly cold but I felt more hurt from his grip on my neck. He was choking the life out of me, I couldn't even make a high sound as he had seemingly suppressed my vocal cords with his hold. ~~~ Princess Almira was captured into Sihasin after an enemy kingdom invaded into her home kingdom, Perston. Now a slave, she faced incredible sufferings but yet still was able to climb high and became the fifty mistress of his royal highness, King Luther — A king so astute but yet so seemingly ruthless and sadistic. Love bloomed between them however, but with the strong need to escape and take back her father's kingdom which Luther had conquered, will she fight over her heart or let love take its lead? Note: Cover Not Mine

~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

Imagine this: you're a college student, neck-deep in textbooks about mythology and theology, dreaming of one day becoming an expert in ancient legends and gods. That was me. My life was simple—normal even—until one fateful day, I died. Yeah, just like that. Game over. Or so I thought. Next thing I know, I’m face-to-face with an otherworldly woman named Chaos—real, powerful, and with plans for me. Before I can process it, she sends me back as Hades-. You know, the Greek god of the Underworld. You’d think my knowledge of mythology would give me an edge—wrong. The legends are twisted, the stories half-true, and the gods? Far more complicated than anyone imagined. Everything mortals think they know about the gods is completely wrong. So here I am, a mortal soul navigating the life of a god. Armed with nothing but my wits and what little I know, I have to survive, adapt, and figure out how to make it in a world that’s far more dangerous and unpredictable than I ever imagined. Think you know the gods? Trust me, you don’t. Open the book, step into my shoes, and see for yourself.

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

CLAIMED BY MY EX-HUSBAND'S RIVAL: I MUST HAVE MY REVENGE! Synopsis: Roman Sionis / Melanie Holland Roman's hand grasped her neck, gently tilting her head back. His lips left a fiery path along her neck, his breath hot against her skin as he said in a menacing whisper “Tell me, Mel, what do you desire?” Melanie remained unmoved, her eyes devoid of emotion. “What I desire is inhumane” “Say it” Roman urged her. Without hesitation, she declared in a fixed tone, “I want Anthony Hamilton's head.” She paused a bit. “Can you get it for me?” Roman placed a soft kiss on her neck and collarbone “Anything for you, baby, I'll bring the head of every person in his family” “Good.” •••••••••••• After being betrayed by her ex-husband, Melanie is given a choice— In exchange for her son's life, she must infiltrate the life of Lord Sionis, the most powerful mafia Don in all of Germany, and leak information that can jeopardize his success. Only then she'll be free from her Ex-husband's clutches. Melanie finds out the hard way why they call him the deranged Alpha, not only does he thirst for the blood of men, but he also has a soft spot for little animals. Her greatest fear turned out to be her greatest salvation. If Roman Sionis decides to help Melanie plot her revenge, what will Anthony's fate be? •••Unicorse (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ᴥ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ⁠ʋ⁠)

"You k-kissed me..." I asked, I'm shock, my breath wavering as she caged me between the kitchen counter and her body. "Yes, Ella." Bella said, stroking my exposed neck. She leaned in, whispering in my ear. "I want to do it again." ...... ...... Ella thought she was straight until she met Bella. Someone way out of her league, who suddenly catches her attention and vice versa. They just happen to share the same campus room, and some classes together. Things get out of hand when Bella can't hold back anymore and pretend she isn't there, when every time she's around, her senses harden.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

“What's done is done! Let's just forget it!” He said and acted nonchalantly, even though he was cowering in fear because something was telling him that the stranger in front of him didn't intend to let go. The man's frown increases and Hayden swears that the temperature in the room increases multiple times. After winning over his heart and stealing his first, this boy wanted to avoid responsibility, which made Zenos annoyed. “You want to run away from me?” He asked in annoyance, and suddenly Hayden found himself under the man without even knowing how. “I'm just…” Hayden wasn't able to finish his words before he was domineeringly kissed by the stranger. Zenos used his left hand to pin Hayden's hand on top of Hayden's head effortlessly. Hayden tried to struggle and blocked the stranger's tongue from dominating his mouth by pressing his lips against each other stubbornly, but the man unexpectedly bit Hayden's bottom lips, making Hayden yelp in pain. The man used that chance to clean all the taste of strawberries in Hayden's mouth, while his right hand continued to stroke Hayden's body wantonly. When Hayden was starting to go dizzy due to shortness of breath, he was released by the man's assault. He breathed in and out rapidly and thanked heaven for the chance to live again. “You can't run away from me… You are mine” Zenos growled into Hayden's neck possessively. Hayden felt a shiver run through his spine after hearing the stranger's words. His breath hitched as the man licked his earlobe and kissed his neck with extreme familiarity, domineeringly. “Mine,” the stranger proclaimed again. The stranger gave a low curse word and rolled off Hayden's shivering sensitive body, “I'll spare you because you're still in pain. You won't be as lucky next time” he said and lifted Hayden's chin to peck him one more time while Hayden stared dumbfounded. Cover isn't mine, found online My new bl novel is out: The Journey Of Chasing After The Transmigrated Straight Shou

From a feared Yakuza heir to an unserious dog, life’s been a real downgrade for our MC. But just when things couldn’t get weirder, he’s sucked into Korentora, a world of hybrid weirdos and endless war. Now rocking a half-dog, half-human body, he’s crowned a “Hero” and forced to fight for survival or get wiped from existence. With a mad dog leader breathing down his neck and a shady AI assistant calling the shots, it’s chaos, comedy, and questionable life choices all the way. Hound+ is a laugh-out-loud romp through absurdity, action, and the ultimate doggy dilemma: How do you save the world when you’d rather just nap?

Brielle is one of the few female hunters at the association. Dealing with useless trainees every six months, she has a low tolerance for bullshit. She no longer believes in love, and nothing will change her mind after what happened to her. She believes that the only thing she can love and trust is her job, where she helps protect the defenceless by killing those who use their abilities to get everything they want. Hunting is a thrill that she enjoys more than life itself. Having a minimalist life, the only thing at home she cherishes is her painting. A vampire that refuses to choose a partner for his sister. Ketan will do anything to protect his loved ones, even kill those that threaten his livelihood. Usually, he is calm, gentle, and collected. He stays hidden away from everyone when he does not want anything to do with individuals until the day he is captured and locked away in a dungeon. After that moment, his life changed for good. Cursing the blood that he drinks, Ketan fights against the pull of drinking more blood from the person that donated the blood. An Excerpt from the book: Brielle throws her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I did not know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiled and accepted her hug. “I am sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew that this was going to happen and be as painful as it was.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think that you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You will not be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Pushing her away before losing control. Ketan moves away from her weakly. “Stay back. I am not in control of myself right now. You should not even be here right now. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds his hand out to stop her from coming closer to him. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago; now you are you pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you.” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you. I am not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I will harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It is a deadly thing to tempt fate once again.” Brielle continues to walk into the deep dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I have trusted others. I know that you will not kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other in her hair, pulling off the right exposing her neck. Slowly he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts to drink her blood deeply, but as he drank, he slowly stopped and lifted his face up, crying while holding Brielle against his body crying. Blood leaking from the bite marks while some drips down his chin. Her body was being held up by Ketan, and her eyes were now closed. Her body seemed lifeless in his arms. She started to slide forward as a deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess style in his lap, rocking back and forth. Crying fresh tears.

In one swift motion, he caught her by the neck, his grip unyielding. Lara snarled and thrashed, but Killian’s strength was overwhelming. “You foolish, useless wolf,” Killian growled, his voice dripping with disdain. “You think you can defy me and live?” With a cruel smile, he threw Lara against a nearby tree, the impact shaking the ground beneath us. Pain tore through me as I felt every blow she endured. Lara tried to stand, but Killian’s foot pressed down on her, pinning her to the ground. “You’ll learn your place,” he hissed. “Both of you.” My body began to shift again, the pain unbearable as Lara was forced back, and I returned to my human form. Lying on the ground, broken and bleeding, I looked up at him with all the hatred I could muster. “I hate you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Killian’s expression didn’t change. And then, darkness consumed me.

The world of pirates is in an uproar after the death of several significant pirate leaders. A grab for power is underway as the new pirate king moves to conquer the other two domains. The Pirates of the Black Tide risk their necks sailing across the world, hoping to serve fair justice and reset the balance in the Sea Domain before it's too late and war begins. Join the Pirates of the Black Tide as they take the world by storm!

Once upon a time, in a very lovely kingdom, two girls were born on the same day, with same faces. One was the only daughter of the royal couple. The princess of the kingdom. While, the other one was a commoner. An orphan by birth. The princess tied by the royal customary binds, she was tired. She longed to spend some time free from being the royal protocols, and duties. While, the other one wondered how it would be to live a life where she did not need to worry about life being difficult. A life where she did not need to get so much tensed about earning for neck weeks bills and groceries, and where it would be much easier. And then once, there lives entwined in such a manner, preparing a surprise, that they had not expected! A lesson where they would know that it wasn't easy at anyone's shoes. At the same time, there were two handsome kings struggling to woo the ladies ... Let's dive into the story to know what happens...

She was the little human girl who kept disrupting his privacy ,always curios about what the college deep secret was all about ,why the vampires seem different than the outside world told about them. He on the other hand was the person who was intrigued by her courage and sweetness her resilient manner and her thirst to learn more ,it seem the more be saw her the more he wanted a small bite from that fair neck. His deep red eyes blinked stared at her his voice low as he questioned."should I bite."?

I was thrown into a game as the most powerful final boss of all, but I was dragged against my will. As if my life wasn't troubled enough, that bastard, or rather my best friend and his dimensionless neural machine, threw me into a violent dating sim game, where I was trapped. I didn't have many options at that moment. I had to survive in this terrible world and become stronger as quickly as possible. My only viable solution was to join the army and stay away from them as much as possible. Yes, I'm talking about the arrogant protagonist and the heroines, but my plan didn't work... I was promoted to general and my first mission was to command the city they almost destroyed. As if that wasn't enough, my problems from my past in this new life are hanging around my neck. How could this happen?

Marrying the horrendous King of Lievca couldn't get any worse since Elsie, the white princess of Sevannah, had heard a myriad of tales about the unfortunate demise of Lievca's Queen that had plagued the Kingdom half a decade ago. And Moon, never has she ever thought her life would play a sick game on her that has her thrown into the high walls of The Great Lievca. Never in her wildest dreams, Elsie had ever imagined she would end up baring her neck to the mysterious monarch of Lievca to mark her as his, which very much could grant her a death sentence.

(Western Fantasy + Werewolf + Semi - Invincible + Territory - Building + Comedy + Soul Transmigration + No Female Lead, No Harem) (The protagonist has high moral standards and a certain sense of justice. He is decisive in taking action only against evil forces and is a funny guy under normal circumstances) Lynn woke up one day and found that he had transmigrated into a Western fantasy world filled with dragons, elves, and demons. Unfortunately, he inherited a body that was not yet an adult and had been scratched by a werewolf. Just as he was thinking about slacking off, he unexpectedly discovered that the werewolf curse in his body had mutated. As long as he ate, he could become infinitely stronger. So... "Oi, little lizard, is it you who wants to kidnap the princess?" A giant werewolf thousands of meters tall pinched the red dragon's neck and asked with a ferocious smile. "Now that you're here, you're not going anywhere."

Born with an unusual birthmark, the shape of a skeleton’s head with rose patterns round about it on her neck, many believed she would only bring bad luck to those around her. This belief was solidified when two of her suitors died unexpectedly right after a visit to her home. Such a thing should come as a bother to any woman but the same could not be said about Nyx. She didn't care if the beliefs about her were true or false. She never liked any of her suitors. Her heart had always been longing for a certain man whom she was very familiar with in her childhood but ceased to appear before her the moment she entered adolescence. Since she knew him one thing was very certain about him, he was not human since he never aged. Not even once. Believing he would one day come again, Nyx was prepared to wait until the day they would meet again. But not everything goes as planned. Having a sickly mother whose only wish was to see her daughter get married and an influential suitor who didn't mind the deaths around her, Nyx soon found herself married off and her mother passed away leaving a father who dreaded her existence and a husband she never loved. **** From a distance he watched her grow, keeping his distance from her, staying within the shadows. As she aged slowly into adulthood, the mark on her neck became more prominent and so was her scent. He wanted her to grow, but when she finally came of age, he thought she would be better without him. But as time wore on and other men began to show interest in her, he could not hold back nor could he let them have her. He discarded those who had an interest in her but one of them slipped through his fingers while he was away and took her. He waited to see if she was happy with her life, with that man, if she was, then he would let her be. She would be able to live a happy life this time unlike the previous one, but everything changed when the forces from the underworld learned of her existence and her connection with him. Her husband was killed which he permitted and her life was in constant danger. Keeping the distance was no longer an option and he once again appeared before her.