Toji'S Cursed Worm

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)

Thomas is a teenager who grew up a crown prince only to have his legitimacy questioned. Due to his cursed magic, a lot of chaos happened as he grew. So at fifteen, he decides the best option would be to just skip magic training for a sword. Becoming a blade wielding knight should at least let him live. Who knows when his father will truly accept the fact he should be the crown prince. High fantasy.

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

What if fate is not a blessing—but a curse passed down through royal bloodlines? What ancient truth lies hidden beneath centuries of silence—and who dares awaken it? Can love rewrite a destiny already carved by shadows and sacrifice? A legacy buried. A curse unbroken. A king must rise… but at what cost?

The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it. ---- On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch ‘Why won’t she die?’ Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. Draven Amaris. The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. ‘Is she really a human?’ He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire. A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge. ------ This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son. 3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed. All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.

The Cursed Alpha’s Mate For centuries, the Nightbane bloodline has been cursed—an unbreakable fate that dooms every Alpha to lose their mate. Alexander Nightbane, the formidable Alpha of Nightfall Pack, has spent his life defying destiny. Ruthless in battle and unwavering in duty, he refuses to surrender to the darkness that haunts his lineage. But everything changes the night he meets Aria Vale—a rogue with a past as mysterious as the curse itself. Fierce, elusive, and burdened by secrets, Aria is the one woman Alexander can’t ignore. Their bond is undeniable, their attraction intoxicating. Yet the moment they touch, the curse stirs, threatening to consume them both. With war brewing on the horizon and Kael Draven, a rogue Alpha, hunting Aria for his own sinister purposes, Alexander and Aria must uncover the truth buried in ancient blood oaths and forbidden prophecies. The key to breaking the curse lies within Aria’s past—but unlocking it could cost her everything. When love is both their salvation and their downfall, will they defy fate… or succumb to it? A tale of fated mates, dark magic, and an Alpha’s desperate fight against destiny—The Cursed Alpha’s Mate is a gripping paranormal romance filled with passion, danger, and a love powerful enough to rewrite fate.

A Korean teen named Kodak finds himself moving to Japan after an accident at a martial arts tournament caused by him. But his bad luck continues as he finds out his mother and sister were murdered and his father is nowhere to be found. He also discovers that he's descendants of a clan from back in the Heian period. He learns of a power used from the powers of death and suffering known as: Revenant. Will he find out how cursed revenant truly is?

Warning: This novel is not filled with flowers and love but pain and dark obsession so don't get in if you can't handle it. you have been warned. Mature content, Dark romance, Dark theme. “My dear bloom, do you know, I never made a mistake and I thought it is physically impossible for me to even make a mistake but because of you, I did one” His voice hardens, but his hold on her face is still gentle as before. She gulped, her hands turns cold as she still kept staring into his eyes, trying to find an answer but she didn’t find one. He closed his eyes and then opened them again, looking at her with a beautiful smile, saying, “don’t worry, I will find him and then make you kill him by you own hand”. Her body goes numb, as she realized what he meant by that, and for a few seconds, she couldn’t breathe, until she hears his next words, “This belongs to me” He taps her chest gently, and continues “you belong to me, and if there is anyone that try to even think about taking what’s mine, then I’ll just take his life away from him in the most painful way possible”. He slowly let her go, saying, “Remember this, my bloom”, then he turns around and walks away. She falls to the floor, losing all her strength as her eyes falls on Krios, who is laying on the floor unconscious, covered in blood. She wanted to help him but she knows, if she ever tried to move, Alpha King will surely kill him in front of her. “No” She turns her head in shock, to look at the Alpha king, stopping on his way and then turns back to look her, saying, “No, I don’t think I should let you stay here”. She looks at him confused, not understanding what is going on his head, but she didn’t dare to utter a word and just looks at him confused. He walks to her, saying, “It is better to keep you by my side”. He carries her into his arm, holing her close and leans into her neck to inhale into her addictive scent, whispering, “From now on, you will stay with me in my palace, in my room, my precious mate”. Her eyes widen as she turned to look at him, unable to process what just happened. “You are so damn addictive, bloom” He whispers, before walking away, carrying her like a precious flower.

Armaros Dawnbringer, is the male child of the Dawnbringer family of the Human Empire. He is a reincarnator, however he didn't have any gifts from the rebirth, and the only thing he has experienced was pain. He only felt pain whenever he fought and continued to suffer due to his shortcomings in this next life. But not wanting a repeat of his own previous life, he has decided to brave through all of it and now live a much better life in the new world of magic. "What can I say? Magic is a pain. Then again, only someone who is cursed by the world would be like me." Disclaimer: The Image used does not belong to me.

In the crumbling Kingdom of Valon, haunted by the remnants of a shadow realm long forgotten, Eleonora is an apothecary, capable of healing both bodies and souls with her unique gift. Despite being looked down upon by the many residents of the village for a crime she never committed, Eleonora spends her days brewing potions and helping those in need. So, when she comes across an injured soldier in the dead of the night, bleeding and left there to die, Eleonora doesn't think much before bringing him back to her little cottage. Her world is upended when the mysterious stranger turns out to be the Crown Prince, infamous for his cruel and merciless ways. Eleonora avoids the nobles just as fire avoids water, keeping her distance from them and, in turn, her life safe. But when Prince Callahan starts showing up everywhere she goes, Eleonora realises her days are numbered and her life span significantly reduced. After all, what could a man — rumoured to speak to wraiths haunting the shadow realm and accused of murdering his father, the last ruler, in cold blood — want from a nobody like her?

Augustus, a young boy born in a loving family, navigating his ways throughout this life while facing the ups and downs only to carry out the ultimate purpose of facing the impossible in the near future, he is chosen for. #fantasy #action #romance #reincarnation email : singhtasorav@gmail.com

In a world where spiritual energy fuels powerful warriors known as Exorcists, a young man named Rin Kisaragi is reborn with an overwhelming force—Abyssal Cursed Energy, a forbidden power that twists reality itself. Opposed by both Exorcists and the demonic Hollows, Rin must carve his own path, aided by Aria Himura, a fearless Exorcist with a tragic past. As secrets unravel, Rin learns he may be the key to reshaping the balance between the living and the dead.

"I watched anime and read manga/novels my entire life, but the thing is... I never saw something with real bromance without it being gay as fuck, so I put myself through something I'll never truly finish.. My own bromance novel, where I can just do about anything and create anything with my words and satisfy my creativity that I always wanted to fulfill. cheers." The story is about Angel and Damen who have no goal and no place to go in their world they found each other in need of help so they both promised to support each other in great bindness while depending on each other. Now, no more information will be given other than that. I have no idea how long it'll be or what genre I'll give it, but ALWAYS REMEMBER: I'm not sticking with just one thing. that being said, have a good short read.

Living in world ruled by a tyrant king and hidden powers that were only heard of in legends, Malik Thana was born into weakness—a nameless boy with nothing to his name but suffering. Until the system awakened. Gifted with the power to consume souls and grow stronger, Malik carved his way through armies, devoured entire cities, and became a force of destruction unlike any other. But his journey was never just about conquest. It was a test. A glimpse of what he could become. The world was never meant to be his end—it was only the beginning. A stage set to prepare him for something far greater. When the final battle is fought and the last soul is claimed, Malik will face his true choice: What kind of existence will he forge for himself? A relentless conqueror? A seeker of knowledge? A hunter of gods? This is not a tale of fate. It is a story of power, ambition, and the freedom to choose one’s destiny. And Malik Thana will not be bound by anyone’s will but his own. *Authors Note:* Hello all! This isn’t the first time I’ve started a novel, but I plan to see it through to the end. I’m aware that my writing isn’t perfect, far from it in fact, but I’d love any helpful criticisms you can give to help me improve upon my work. Join us on this journey and I hope you all enjoy what’s in store! Thank you for reading, DReynolds :) *DISCLAIMER* All characters and locations in this novel are fiction. References may be made to real things or other stories, but none are direct representations.

William Jaeger is a blacksmith who is well known for his family name. He left his career behind in pursue of a different path for his life. With great determination to start anew, he decided to move back to the town of Aoba. He will soon realize that his wishes were more than he bargained after the encounter of a mysterious woman.

Hayase Akio was a child that seemingly could never feel gratefulness or happiness around his parents, resulting in him hating himself for it and indulging in fictional stories to pass his time and distract himself from it. He always dreamt of getting reincarnated in another world, and after an unfortunate course of events, it finally happens. But… is that all?

The Moonlit Curse – Synopsis In the mystical kingdom of Elarion, where magic lingers in the air and the moon governs fate, a young healer named Belinda carries a secret she does not yet understand. Every full moon, an unseen force tugs at her soul, luring her to the river’s edge, where, for fleeting moments, she sees a man in the water’s reflection. A man who does not stand beside her. A man who speaks her name with an aching familiarity. That man is Callan, the lost prince of the Moon Realm, trapped between worlds by an ancient curse. Long ago, in a forgotten era, he made a vow of love to a mortal woman, defying the celestial laws that bound him to the heavens. But fate was cruel, and his love was stolen away by time itself. Every generation, he searches for her reincarnation, hoping that one day she will remember, and set him free. When Belinda unknowingly stumbles upon the truth, her quiet life in the village of Veywyn shatters. Shadows begin to stir, for the Shadow Queen, a sorceress who covets the power of the moon, has been waiting for this moment. She knows that if Belinda unlocks her past, she will also awaken the Celestial Bond, a magic powerful enough to break curses, but also strong enough to shatter worlds. As war brews between the forces of light and darkness, Belinda must make an impossible choice: to break the curse and free Callan, even if it means losing him forever, or to defy destiny and forge a new path, one where love does not come at the cost of fate. But the moon is a jealous witness, and the past does not let go so easily. Bound by an oath they cannot remember and a love that refuses to die, Belinda and Callan must navigate the treacherous path of forgotten memories, celestial secrets, and the whispers of a love story that has been rewritten across lifetimes. Will they finally break the curse? Or are they doomed to be star-crossed souls, forever reaching across time?

She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria. Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her. Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue. Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

Death was supposed to be the end. For Ryan Carter, an E-rank hunter, survival was always a struggle. Weak, powerless, and constantly on the edge of death, he thought his fate was sealed when a dungeon boss ripped him apart. But instead of the afterlife, he woke up in a void between existence. > [Afterlife System Activated.] Hunter System: Fully Deleted. Hunter System has been replaced by the Afterlife System. Ryan has become cursed with regression—every time he dies, he comes back. But unlike others, his world doesn’t reset—only he does. With every death, he earns Death Points (DP), a currency he can use in the Afterlife Exchange, a shop run by none other than… himself. But something is wrong. A being known as the Most Ancient Death watches him from the abyss, offering a choice: 『"Become the new ruler of the Afterlife… or watch the universe collapse without you."』 And lurking beyond, in a world he himself has abandoned, stands an enemy unlike any other— Ryan Carter, the 100th Regression. In a world where systems control fate, Ryan is now at the center of a cosmic war. Will he break the loop, or will he become the very monster he fears? The only way forward… is through death itself.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

In a universe where humanity is surrounded on all sides by xenos, rift creatures, abominations, and even other humans do they truly stand a chance? is there truly a hope that wont be snuffed out by an eldritch abomination?

"Auronis, the God of Justice, was betrayed by the gods and slain. Before his death, he swore to be reborn and take revenge. Thousands of years later, Hitoshi carries his soul… and the curse of his vengeance. The gods are awakening. The relics must be found. And justice will be served—no matter the cost." Can a boy control the power of a god before it consumes him?

Hercules, Greece’s greatest hero. The son of Zeus. The champion of the gods. Until Hera made him her greatest victim. He woke up drenched in blood. His wife. His children. Dead by his own hands. He was a hero. Now, he is a murderer. The gods look upon him with pity—some with sympathy—but Hera, Queen of Olympus, will not rest until he is utterly destroyed. With every step he takes, with every enemy he faces, she is there, laughing in the shadows, waiting for his fall. To redeem himself, he must complete twelve impossible labors—each designed to break him. But Hercules is not a man who bows. If Hera wants him ruined, then he will show her what the fury of a demigod truly means. A fallen hero. A cursed champion. The sworn enemy of the Queen of Olympus. The legend is reborn—darker, bloodier… with a vengeance worthy of the gods. Glory to the Lion of Greece. Glory to Hercules!

The Cursed Immortal In a world where death is a forgotten myth, survival is a battle against time itself. The rich thrive in towering castles, while the poor are left to suffer in endless existence. Lager, a street thief born into hardship, knows only struggle and hunger. But when a fateful encounter pulls him into the path of the powerful, he begins to uncover the dark truth behind his cursed world. As the streets turn bloodstained and whispers of rebellion rise, he must choose—fight for the truth or become another lost soul in a world that refuses to let go.

In the Holy Continent, those born with the ability to manipulate nature are seen as Cursed and are hunted down the entirety of the land with a religious fervour that spans over a century. Phillipa, a young girl of fifteen is then born in the Holy Continent with the Curse. This causes her to live the first fifteen years of her life on the run until her mother and the members of her camp decide to head for the Shore where they could get rescued by their people from the Island. Their journey however is met with an attack from the Evangelists who wipe out her camp and take her to the place every Cursed One feared, the Tower. In that Tower Phillipa has to not only survive but live long enough to escape it with herself and her newly born child.