Mark Of The Beast

She wasn’t supposed to exist. And yet… she does. After the death of her adoptive mother—one of the most powerful witches in Sabrah—Aster is cast out of the only family she’s ever known. With nothing but a mysterious trust fund, a secret past, and a promise to become a doctor, she escapes to Santossa City—a glittering metropolis ruled by Lycans and forbidden to vampires. A city where she doesn’t belong. A drunken night shatters her careful plans when she wakes in the bed of Carl Landon—the dangerously magnetic heir to the Lycan Empire. What was meant to be a one-night escape becomes something far more complicated. Carl expected solitude. What he got was her—a stranger whose scent he can't resist, whose presence disrupts his instincts, and whose blood might be tied to a prophecy the Lycans would kill to possess. As their worlds collide, Aster learns the night they shared wasn’t an accident—it was fate. Ancient, powerful, and impossible to deny. But in a world where humans can’t birth supernatural children… Aster shouldn’t even exist. And that makes her the most dangerous secret of all.

In a kingdom where power is ruled by blood and scent, love is the most dangerous rebellion. Liora Vayne has spent years on the run, disguising herself with heat suppressants to hide the truth of what she is-an omega in a world that chains her kind to alphas through laws, collars, and cold tradition. All she wants is a life of quiet freedom on the open road. No masters. No bindings. No fate. But fate finds her anyway. When she saves a wounded stranger from the dust-choked roadside, Liora doesn't expect her to be Veyra Halvarin-the kingdom's heir, an alpha general, and the sole survivor of a brutal attempt on the royal bloodline. Charged with warning the court, Veyra insists Liora escort her to the nearest outpost. Yet as danger stalks closer and Liora's last suppressant begins to fail, the secrets between them deepen-and their pull toward one another grows harder to resist. Together, they'll uncover the rot festering in the heart of the kingdom's court. But while Liora battles the laws that would enslave her, Veyra must choose between duty and desire, tradition and truth. And both must face the pain of a fate that may have bound them long before they ever met. A slow-burn omegaverse fantasy of forbidden love, royal betrayal, and the perilous power of scent, trust, and fate. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbHq8d5SzI0

He was sent to kill her. Instead, he claimed her. When the feared Blackfang Mafia Pack raids Selene’s quiet border town, she expects to die like the others. But fate has a different cruelty in mind. The man who captures her—Darius Valtore, cold-blooded Alpha and ruthless mafia enforcer—is the one fate has bound her to. His orders are clear: mark the girl, then end her. Because Selene carries a forbidden bloodline—the cursed Moonblood legacy, and everyone who bears it is marked for death. But Darius doesn’t kill her. He chains her in his estate, locks her behind walls, and tells himself he’ll do it later. Yet each day she survives, she chips at the armor he’s spent a lifetime building. And the longer she stays alive, the more dangerous it becomes—for both of them. She was never meant to be his mate. He was never meant to feel anything at all. But hate burns close to passion. And sometimes, the deadliest thing of all… is the bond you were forced to break.

He’s cold. He’s cruel. And now… he’s her husband. When Lily's mother falls gravely ill, she makes the ultimate sacrifice: marrying a man she’s never met. Arthur Stark — the ruthless billionaire with a heart carved from ice and a past drenched in blood. He's feared in boardrooms and whispered about in the shadows of the mafia underworld. He’s also her mate. But Arthur Stark doesn’t touch anyone. Not with love. Not with desire. Not even her. And yet… when he leans in, muscles flexing beneath linen, the scent of rain and danger clinging to him — Lily’s breath catches. Her body betrays her. Her mind races with thoughts she never meant to think. He says he doesn’t want her. But monsters lie.

In the year 3000, the Earth shattered and it was torn open by a rift between realms that unleashed ancient beasts, magical chaos, and apocalyptic storms. Civilization crumbled, giving rise to a brutal new law: Tame or be Torn Apart. Beast Tamers, bonded to mutated and other creatures now rule what remains of the world through strength, savagery, and guild-driven power. Kelvin, a scavenger scraping by in the ruins, lives in the shadow of these warlords until he unearths Xerion, the End-Tyrant, a legendary primordial beast sealed beneath the earth. Bound by a forgotten bloodline and a cursed contract, Kelvin inherits the Sigil of the Overlord, thrusting him into a war-torn world where survival is no longer enough. He was hunted by guilds, worshipped by outcasts, and pursued by enemies both human and monstrous, Kelvin must rise from nothing to either unite or destroy what’s left of civilization. As forbidden powers awaken and ancient truths unravel, one man and his beast stand poised to reshape the fate of a world teetering on the edge of annihilation.

“When vengeance is all she has left, why does his touch make her burn?” Two thousand years ago, the Kingdom of Devana fell to a heavenly curse. Princess Rosaline, sealed underground by her father, survived but woke to a world that had forgotten her and her people’s sins. Now immortal, she lives quietly among humans, plotting to destroy the heavens that condemned her. Until she meets Adam Black her new CEO, the enigmatic vampire who seems to know exactly who she is and what she hides. He claims to be the son of her father’s chief general, a boy she barely remembers, but who has been hunting her across centuries. Their fates, bound by prophecy, collide in a game of power, desire, and retribution. Can she trust him to help her unlock the powers she’s long suppressed, or is he just another predator waiting to consume her? "When love and vengeance are bound by a curse, who will break first — the immortal princess or the vampire prince?" A dark fantasy romance of forbidden love, curses, and revenge.

14-year-old Ben Roland was just an ordinary boy—until the night he discovered a glowing symbol on his wall and a hidden door in his basement. Drawn into a mysterious magical world he never knew existed, Ben uncovers deep family secrets, ancient powers, and a destiny tied to a secret mark passed through bloodlines. In a realm of magic, danger, and shadows, Ben must find the courage to face the truth about who he is—and why he was never meant to stay in the ordinary world.

Gabriel, a dominant omega, is caught up in a complex web of intrigue and danger at the royal court. After uncovering the truth about Olivier, a member of the royal family, and inciting a rebellion, he is marked by an unknown alpha. As the rebellion overthrows the old order, a new empire emerges, driven by a ruthless ruler whose rise Gabriel inadvertently enabled.Haunted by the weight of his actions, he flees from his family, his past, and the dangerous ties of the court. On the run, Gabriel must deal with shifting alliances, hidden enemies, and the growing power of the mysterious alpha whose mark he carries. As the empire's grip tightens and ghosts from his past resurface, he must decide whether to confront the forces threatening to engulf him—or risk losing himself completely in a world that regards him as either a pawn or a weapon.

In a world ruled by alphas, Noah Vega has spent years hiding that he's an omega. He works as a nurse in a private clinic, numbing his past with routines and suppressants. Everything changes when he meets Alek Drakov, a dangerous and impulsive alpha, sent there after a violent scandal. Alek can’t stand liars—especially those who hide their scent. When instinct awakens, desire becomes a threat. Noah doesn’t want to be marked. Alek doesn’t want to feel. But the bond chooses for them. Can a broken soul love… without destroying who it touches? A slow burn, emotionally intense, sensual Omegaverse story. Raw, dark, and addictively real.

I am the Beast of Inevitability. I am the end you ignored until it was too late. The breath before the fall. The silence before extinction. I am the Living Calamity. Where I walk, cities fall silent. Where I gaze, stars flicker out. They called me a myth. A whisper passed from tongue to tongue in dying breaths. But I am no legend. I am the truth that gods fear in their final dreams. I am the Slayer of Aesir. I have shattered Yggdrasil’s roots, burned golden palaces with nothing but my rage. Odin wept. Thor screamed. Freya begged. None were spared. I am the Destroyer of Realms. Nine was not enough. I carved through dimensions, unmaking the fragile dreams of mortals and divine alike. Heaven closed its gates. Hell cowered behind its fire. You think you understand power? You think divinity shields you from fate? I am fate. I am the storm that follows prophecy. The war cry at the end of time. The last breath of every god who ever thought themselves eternal. I am Gerald Weston. And i am Ragnarok

"Isn't this the weak young master of the Valhalla family?" "Hahaha! I heard he only knows how to waste money... Completely useless." Another voice, dripping with false pity, chimed in. "Both his sister and brother are Tamers, strong ones at that. While him... the eldest... pathetic!!" The final word, spat out like a curse, hung in the air: "Useless!" In this world, where the bond with powerful Beasts dictated one's standing, where strength was synonymous with the ferocity and strength of your companion. Christopher Valhalla was an anomaly. He found solace not in the thrill of battle or the acquisition of monstrous power, but in the simple, fleeting joys of life. He enjoyed partying, clubs, and women. He offered no retort to the cruel rumors that trailed him like a shadow. Because, truth be told, a knot of fear tightened in his stomach at the mere sight of the majestic, often terrifying, creatures that others commanded. But every life, regardless of its perceived worth, eventually finds its end. For Christopher, it came not in the jaws of a wild Beast, nor in a duel he was ill-equipped for, but in the insidious grip of a rare and incurable sickness. Some days later his flame flickered and he died, leaving behind a void filled with the echoes of scorn. Yet, where one life ended, another began. In the silent stillness of Christopher's vacant shell, a new consciousness stirred. A soul, bearing the weight of unmatched power and a reputation that sent shivers down the spines of even the most formidable Tamers, had arrived. This was the Supreme Tamer, a legend whispered in hushed tones across the world, a force of nature who had inexplicably perished at the hands of betrayal. Given this unexpected second chance, the Supreme Tamer, now inhabiting the frail form of Christopher Valhalla, felt a strange sense of acceptance. He looked upon the unfamiliar yet familiar faces of his new family – the concerned worry etched on their features – and a flicker of something akin to kinship sparked within him. A silent vow formed in his mind, hardening into an unbreakable resolve. The rumors that clung to this body like a shroud would be torn away. And the five Master Tamers who had orchestrated his demise in his previous life… They would learn the true meaning of fear. Their betrayal would be answered, not with petty revenge, but with the full, terrifying might of the Supreme Tamer, reborn. The world was about to discover that "useless" could be the most dangerous disguise of all. _______ Author's word, This Books will remain free till it clock 100 Chapters! All I need from my loyal readers are: Interaction! Reviews! Comments!! Power stones!!!! And if you can... GIFTs!! 50 power stones, 50 Golden Tickets, Or 100 coins gift above: 3 Chapters. 100 Power Stones, 100 golden Tickets, Or 500 gifts above: 4 Chapters 200 Power stones, 200 golden Tickets, Or 1,000 gifts above: 5 Chapters. PS: Bonus Chapters will be release on Sunday, [WAT Time.] Release date: 10:00Pm. ___________ Check my other books! Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System. And Reborn With The All Seeing Eyes.

Marked by Mistake: Dangerous bond--------- One fateful night ties a fierce alpha and defiant omega together. As power games and hidden passions collide, they must choose to surrender to love or be consumed by their darkest mistakes.

She was powerless. Now her spirit is bound to the most deadly student in the five kingdoms. Magic is prestige at Arcanis Academy—and those without power are nothing. Elira Thorne shows up at the gates as a joke, a mistake, a crestdless girl with no spark of magic in her blood. But during the academy's magical Power Awakening, something goes horribly awry. A forbidden mark blazes on her chest. The skies tremble. And a feared voice utters: "The Soul-Bond has awakened." In front of the whole academy, she is claimed by Kael Valen—the cold, unyielding Void Prince, wielder of dark magic and heir to a kingdom that was ravaged. Now, their souls are tied. Their fates entwined. And their bond can be the difference between an ancient prophecy that has the magical world reduced to ashes. But power always costs something. As Kael's enemies draw near, and Elira's magic begins to awake in terrible forms, one thing is for certain: She wasn't picked by accident. She was picked for war.

Do we really have a choice in our lives? Can we defy fate? Or are we nothing more than chess pieces for the goddess of fate? What is the difference between love and obsession? *** As her hands moved along the wall, her fingers brushed against a slight dent. Her eyes snapped open. Leaning in, she blew on the stone surface, only for a cloud of dust to explode in her face. She staggered back, coughing. "Ugh—seriously?" She cracked open one eye, blinking away the dust. Through the faint haze, she spotted something carved into the stone. She squinted, running her fingers over the words. "The god of war asked: 'What force bends neither to strength nor will?'" "The goddess of destiny answered: 'Can fate be controlled or prevented?'" Alexia frowned. "Okay, now that actually sounds like a riddle. But what's the answer?" --- What happens when you become marked by Destiny herself?

She was trained to kill. He was never supposed to matter. When Lila Veyra stepped into Ethan Cross’s lecture hall, she wasn’t looking for love—she was looking for her next assignment. Ethan, quiet and guarded, never knew his father led one of the deadliest underground organizations in the world. He never knew the woman sitting across from him in class was a ghost in heels—an assassin sent to control, watch... and if necessary, eliminate. But some rules were meant to be broken. What begins as surveillance spirals into obsession. Forbidden kisses turn into whispered lies. And when Ethan refuses to take his father’s place in the shadows, Lila vanishes without a trace—leaving behind a trail of bodies, secrets, and a kiss that refuses to die. Now hunted by the very people who trained her, Lila must decide if love is worth killing for. And Ethan? He’s not the same quiet boy she left behind. In a world built on blood and silence, love has a price. And someone always pays.

Some oaths are carved in blood. Others… in the soul. Naia never wanted to be marked. But when a forgotten bond resurfaces—etched into her skin and memory—she’s forced to face the boy she was never meant to remember… and the curse that never really ended. At Velgrave Academy, truth burns, secrets bleed, and love might be the most dangerous magic of all.

"I'm not impressed." He said and Kalina guessed the laughter in his words. "Still." She returned, trying to match his amusement and completely failing. That man had a knack for annoying her, that was for sure. ¿Why? Kalina didn't know for sure. She felt a little stupid about the discovery, but there was something else. Something attracted her to him, that was undeniable.

In the Era of the Elementalists, a time when the world is shaped by those who wield the raw forces of nature itself. This era is defined by the mastery of fire, earth, wind, water, lightning, and even the rarest elements, harnessed not just for survival, but for dominance. Kai, a determined commoner, dreams of passing the Awakening Test and harnessing elemental powers to earn his place among the domain of Zephyron the Primordial who was the first to awaken. But when the test shatters his hopes, branding him powerless, he demands a second chance to prove himself and awaken. In an unprecedented decision, Aurora offers them a path never given before—a second chance through the Maze of Death, a legendary trial designed to break even the strongest souls. Against all odds, Kai survives, conquering the final trial, standing before the Celestial Gate once more—ready to step into the unknown, ready to claim what was once denied. But as he crosses the threshold—he dies. Death, however, is not the end—it is the beginning. Awakened by the Ancient Beast System, Kai is reborn, no longer a helpless commoner but something far more dangerous. With the primal power of legendary beasts coursing through him, he embarks on a path of blood and retribution, determined to bring down those who wronged him. His destiny is rewritten, and the world will soon tremble before the vengeance of the forsaken.

"You were never meant to touch me," Nyla hissed, the mark on her skin burning like a curse. "It was Ka’el’s right." "Then let him take it back—if he dares," Theron replied coldly, his eyes gleaming with defiance. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? “You have ruined all of us.” She sobbed. “No,” he said. “I have bent fate. And now I’ll rewrite it.” ______ Once every hundred years, beneath the light of the Blue Moon, the gods of Myrenn descend to choose their fated Vessel—an ancient soul-binding rite that crowns the next ruler of the realms. Ka’el, god of light and rightful heir, was meant to mark Nyla—a quiet healer from a forgotten bloodline. But in a single, brutal moment, his younger brother Theron stole that right. Fierce, unrelenting, and tired of being overshadowed, he forced the bond meant for another. Now Nyla is bound to the wrong god. The mark sears her soul. The bond fractures the realms. And as visions of two ruined futures haunt her steps, Nyla becomes the battleground for a war far older than she is prepared for hi Because the greatest threat isn’t the gods. It’s what happens when fate is defied— …and desire is mistaken for destiny.

The cut was deep. It ran from the sole of her feet to her ankle. Fresh blood trikled down from her foot. How long was it until she reached another village. The forest was covered in snow and the frost Had started bite her skin. Amelein heaved for air as she had been in the forest for the past hour. Save for the hoooting of an owl and a wild cat that had meowed some minutes ago, she was practically alone. But the wind brought a faint sound to her ear... footsteps. They were faint but she could hear it and now she knew she had company. And she was sure it was not good company. She was at a disadvantage because her foot was injured. The only thing that her subconscious told her was one word. 'run' But her strength was failing her. She prayed enearstly for som sort of escape. What if it was a vampire! Or worst a black witch.!!!! She tried to steady her breath while hiding behind one of the trees. It had large branches which was enough to cover her. She bent over and sat on the forest floors while steadying herself on her good foot. She left the other foot to rest straight while stretching it to avoid the injured side. ***** Dante walked through the forest while watching out for signs of black witches. No normal man would walk into this part of the forest. It was called the heart of the forest for a reason. Even though it was quiet. The eery silence and the fog that rose to the length of his knees and circled the entire forest. It was said to start at the stroke of midnight,some said the were spirits of the deceased the were wandering about since they refused to pass through the gates of eternal rest. Hell or heaven? Who cared anyways. He was there because of the council man who said he had heard of the black witch who had been creating a potion turn humans into a docile state and she had planned an attack on an entire human village but he was sure the attack had already taken place because , it was meant to take place that night. He wasn't a saint to come here to save the city... Of course not . There were people in the department and they were too lazy to do their jobs. Just when he was about to kick the wooden door he found deep in the heart of the forest that looked like a small old box house. It was so small that he doubted if it was up to quarter the size of his room. Suddenly he smelt something in the air, it it was very potent. It was blood. His fangs grew and began to crave blood. He struggled to control his thirst and it seemed really bad at the moment. It enveloped his senses which made him momentarily forget his mission to trace the source of the blood. This wasn't human blood but then what race was this? He began walking until he got to a thicket of trees where so many trees clustered together there by forming an umbrella. He held up his short revolver gun and held it up with both hands while using his ears as extra set of equipment used to pick up any odd sounds. Just as he was about to take a step forward he a spike in a heart beat but it was beating at a slow beat which was odd. He used his nostrils to concentrate but the sound and the smell where coming from the same place. Then he sighted a dress and soon he could make out a silhouette of a woman in a seated position. but what was a human female doing in this part of the forest. But she didn't look like a witch. While still in thought he heard the woman scream so loudly, letting out a shrill cry. That was when he noticed the presence of a vampire with but it was a low level vampire with bright red eyes but his fangs were longer than normal. A deranged vampire. His nails grew out long and harshly grabbed the woman while piercing his nails into her skin causing blood to ooze out of the injured hands. Dante seeing this quickly aimed for the head of the corrupted vampire making the later fall limb on the ground after releasing the woman. But instead of one rather two bodies fell to the ground, one following the other.

Being a nobody from a poor district of the Federation, Nick is a sixteen year old boy just trying to find his place in the world. When he finally gets his shot to enter the Beast Domain upon turning sixteen, he jumps at the opportunity to finally make something of himself — to carve out his own future. His goal? Survive. Hunt. Earn enough money to finally support his little sister back home and bring them out of poverty. But to a naïve young boy like Nick, the world is far more sinister than it seems — leaving him no choice but to adapt, or die. How long can his peaceful days last though? Follow Nick as he crawls his way out of the dregs and creates a space for himself at the top.

"I smelled her the moment I saw her. Very innocent, very sweet, yet my fated Mate. But there was only one problem? She happens to be the last surviving daughter of the Alpha who cruelly butchered my family… And the time I met her, I’m the Mafia Don who swore with the last drop of blood in me to kill every last one of them." Zaria, beautiful and very naive, never knew she belonged to the supernatural world. All was going smoothly until she witnessed a brutal mafia execution that ended up shattering her human reality. Luciano De Luca, the most terrifying and feared Alpha Don, is both beast and boss, leader of the underworld and last of his cursed bloodline. When he met and marked her as his mate, it didn't happen out of love... It’s all about war. But love was never part of the initial plan. And right now, neither is survival an option.

Zarnis was born to inherit greatness, son of a noble mage house, destined to rise. But with no mana, he became nothing but a stain on his bloodline. Mocked, discarded, forgotten by the very elite he was meant to command. He hates nobles, and he’s not wrong. Then a crimson shard falls from the sky and buries itself in his arm. Now something ancient stirs inside him. With unstable power and a fury that never died, he enters Zarethor Academy. Not to be a hero, but to break the chains they forged around him. Along the way, Lira and Serenya will challenge his worldview, and make him see he’s not the only one broken by the system they’re all trapped in. They once called him the Heir to Never Be. Now, they’ll learn to kneel.

In "Marked for Her”, Min—a blind man with a unique, mark-based teleportation power—is hunted relentlessly by a mysterious and dangerous figure known only as “Death.” Set against the backdrop of a city reeling from a brutal heatwave, Min struggles to uncover how to stop Death from tracking him while fending off the criminal underbelly that now wants him dead. Forced to rely on his limited senses and wits, Min faces physical and emotional trials, including the devastating loss of his friend caught in the crossfire. As each encounter drives him closer to his breaking point, Min must balance his survival against the haunting possibility that Death’s hunt may never end. Unless he finds a way to turn the tables.

In a world where killing your own heart is the first step to becoming human, Yuta is the first to fail. Now he's alive when he should be dead, hunted by a system that does not tolerate imperfection. His only companion is his beast — a golden lizard with strange eyes and a silence that weighs like guilt. But something is wrong with her. Something that shouldn't be possible.