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Why Do People Summon Demons

Apocalypse Survival, Why Do I Have A Lust System?

"A she—wolf destined to either save or destroy the world." That was what they described her with.... WHY? Well... let's find out In a world ruled by werewolves, an ancient calamity known as the Blood Eclipse unleashed chaos, birthing the —Forsaken— *cursed wolves twisted by darkness and rage.* These rogue beasts spread destruction, threatening to consume the fragile balance that holds the packs together. Elara, a young outcast marked by a mysterious crescent-shaped scar, has always been feared by her pack. Whispers of an ancient prophecy bind her to the Moon Goddess herself. A wolf destined to either save or destroy the world. Her lunar powers, if mishandled, could either be a blessing to the world or its ultimate destruction. But Elara has never believed in the prophecy, that the pack has always feared her for. Everything changes when the Forsaken attack her pack, targeting her for reasons she doesn't fully understand. Kael, the ruthless Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, arrives amidst the chaos, offering her protection—but with a catch. He claims she is his fated mate, and as the Alpha, he demands that she become his Luna. To Elara, this bond is far from a blessing. Prior to her resistance, he offers her pack and her family protection from the forsaken, if she agrees to become his luna. Faced with the imminent danger of the Forsaken and her pack’s survival hanging in the balance, Elara reluctantly agrees to Kael's offer. Forced into a life with a powerful and ruthless leader she barely knows, she resents being treated as nothing more than a tool to fulfill a prophecy she doesn’t believe in. As the apocalypse looms and the Forsaken grow stronger, Elara must embrace her power alongside Kael But the greatest battle lies within her—will she be the savior the Moon Goddess promised or the catalyst for the world’s destruction? * "I'm hungry," he said with a playful grin, standing before her, bare-chested, his muscles flexing under the dim light. Elara raised an eyebrow, trying to hold her ground. "So what?" Kael's grin deepened, the heat in his gaze never leaving her. "It's your duty as my Luna to satisfy my needs... in bed," he purred, his voice smooth and commanding. Elara narrowed her eyes, tiredness flickering through her as she crossed her arms. "Your sexual urge is never satisfied, is it? Are you ever tired? I can barely walk because of you." Kael stepped closer, the air suddenly becoming hot. He reached out, and scopped her, causing her to instinctively wrap her legs around his firm waist. "I'll go easy this time," he murmured, his lips brushing the edge of her ear. "You can be on top... and ride me this time, if you want." His voice was low, magnetic, almost like a promise she couldn’t resist. Her breath caught, the words making her pulse quicken. She tried to gather her wits, and shouted "You're a damn devil." Note: Apocalypse is not the central plot of this story; it serves more as a subplot. The main focus is on werewolves, dark fantasy romance, and magical realism, with the apocalyptic elements blending into the narrative. There's smut/ mature scenes sprinkled throughout this novel so if you're up for it grab your popcorn and let's go!!
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Under the Demon's Onyx Shadow: Why Are Demon Lords Obsessed With Me?

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.
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