Mark Grayson Becomes Emperor

After the purposeful eradication of her people, Henrietta swore she would do everything she could to make the ones at fault pay. The culmination of her training and patience helped her to find exactly what she needed: the God-Kissed. Stumbling on Galaes, the sin of her past, and Yorick, the key to her future, while traveling to the Emperor's Academy of Excellence, she realized what fate had in store. But making her way to the top in a school of blood-thirsty and power-hungry people isn't going to be easy, especially when she's wanted for high treason...

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.

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.

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?

WSA 2025 ENTRY Bound To The Alphas, Marked By Four Ava was never meant to matter. Born an omega in a world where only the strong are respected, she was always at the bottom—especially in the Nightshade Pack. After her parents died under strange circumstances, people whispered that she was to blame. She was just a scared little girl, but no one cared. So when her cruel uncle and his greedy wife sold her to pay off a debt, no one stopped them. She was sold to four powerful alphas—to work as their maid. For years, Ava cleaned up after them, made their food, and lived off scraps. She was punished for things she didn’t do. To them, she was nothing. Just a maid. A burden. Worthless. But fate had other plans. Everything changed on her 20th birthday. That’s when she found her mate. Omegas like her didn’t get mates. But she didn’t just get one. She got all four. And even more shocking? She’s the only one who can give them an heir. Now the alphas want her. The same men who once looked at her like she was nothing… now look at her like she’s everything. They broke her. And now they want to fix her? At first, she wanted to reject them all. Make them feel the pain she had carried in silence for years. But then she thought— Why reject them… when she could have them all?

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With teary eyes, she looked towards the body of Lucien lying beside her. Not thinking twice, she stabbed herself with it, the sword sticking out on her other side, and she dropped to the ground. "May we be together until a thousand lifetimes." ----- Faes and wolves have been sworn enemies since the beginning of time. Still Lyanna and Lucien still fall helplessly in love with each other. In the heat of rage, the Fae King, Lyanna's father kills Lucien, and curses both his daughter and Lucien. Still Lyanna blesses them both, to meet until a thousand lifetimes. Fast forward till a thousand years later, when Lyanna and Lucien meet again! ----- This is a Werewolf x Fairy troupe. Please do give it a chance!

Ken had to kill everyone in the town. He had made a deal. So, he started. First, he killed the priest. This was the man who said Ken should be beheaded. Next was the old woman. She had cheered the loudest. Then came his friends and neighbors. He also killed the schoolteacher. She had acted like she didn't see what was happening. With each death, a glowing mark appeared on Ken's chest. Each scream made a shadow behind a curtain grow stronger. But things felt wrong. As Ken killed more people, the world around him started to break apart. Reality seemed to glitch. When he looked in a mirror, his reflection didn't move with him. The stars in the sky changed their positions. They formed an eye that just stared. Then came the final sacrifice, the last living soul: his mother.

Ethan Millers was just an ordinary man with an ordinary job — until one unplanned act reset his karma to zero. In a universe built on balance, this was not a miracle... it was an error. Erased from the world, Ethan awakens in a place without time or space — the No-Where. With nothing but his thoughts, he spirals into madness, invention, and eventually, creation itself. He imagines powers, technologies, divine systems, and worlds beyond comprehension — until the void bends to his will. Now, known as Zane Creed, the strongest existence in the cosmos, he descends into a new world with overwhelming knowledge and unimaginable power. And what does he choose to do with it? Become a teacher. After all, what better way to reshape a world… than to teach it? _____________ Hey everyone! I'm just a rookie author, but I’m passionate about telling this story. Please support me with votes, comments, or collection.....it really means a lot! Let’s see where this wild journey goes together....

"Xavier Lancaster, the richest and most influential man on Earth, lives by one simple motto: 'Money First'. A brilliant strategist, ruthless businessman, and master negotiator, he built an unshakable financial empire. But when a mysterious incident transports him to a medieval world on the brink of collapse, he finds himself… the ruler of a weak and crumbling kingdom. Faced with corrupt nobles, hostile neighbors, and a shattered economy, Xavier decides to use the one thing he knows best: the law of the market. Armed with his cunning, modern strategies, and cutthroat business sense, he turns every problem into an opportunity and every enemy into an investment. His goal? To become the richest and most powerful emperor this world has ever seen. But in a land where strength rules and magic exists, will money really be enough to buy everything? Get ready to witness the rise of a man who’s ready to put a price on the throne itself."

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

"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.

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What if the world and the whole universe turned out to be just a lab experiment? What if the Creators got frustrated with their creations? What if They decided to abandon the experiment? What if they decided to leave their creations scattered across the universe with just one rule? Andrew Sparrow has to find the answers to these questions and many more if he wishes to survive when the whole universe turns upside down and the only rule is the survival of the fittest.

"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.

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.

He was betrayed and killed. After reincarnating, he found himself in the body of a teenager who could not cultivate. He had to fight from the bottom to rise to the top, returning to his realm and finding all his enemies.

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.

The Stone Emperor, freed from his stony slumber, marched north with Kael’s dagger in hand, his veins burning with vengeance. Along the way, he forged uneasy alliances—a rogue Vein-Touched scholar, a witch bound to the old gods, and a scarred mercenary with a grudge. Together, they carved a bloody path toward the Black Spire, where the noblewoman, now a writhing abomination of flesh and shadow, awaited. In their final battle, the Emperor unleashed Crimson Blood Genesis, drowning her in a storm of molten ruby. Her last scream faded as her body dissolved—not into death, but into something worse. The dagger pulsed. Hungry.

She was sold. Now everyone wants a piece. ~ Lilith Brooks has always been the family disgrace; daughter of scandal, sister to a golden girl, and the ex-girlfriend no one believed. When her mother dies and the only boy she ever loved betrays her, she vows never to beg for love again. But on the night she finally wins, fame, money, a taste of freedom but her family sells her into a nightmare. A supernatural auction. A realm ruled by wolves. And a man who buys her like property. Vladimir Dragunov is the Wintercrest Alpha, the feared ruler of the Lycan realm and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne soaked in blood, the last thing he needs is a defiant 'human' girl with a mouth as sharp as her mind and a humor darker than his past. But Lilith isn’t just anyone. She bears the Lunar Crest—a mark that could save or doom them all. When Kustav Volkov, an Alpha whose cursed blood runs in Lilith’s veins, comes to claim her as kin, Vladimir offers her a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection… or be torn apart by the wolves because of lycan laws. She chooses survival. He chooses power. Neither expected obsession. But as enemies battle, conspiracies are woven, legacies burn, and forbidden attraction ignites, their marriage of convenience becomes anything but convenient. But someone from Lilith’s past refuses to accept defeat for he once knew her body… and now wants her soul.

Being wolfless is a disgrace, but being Alpha Damien’s fated mate should have been Elara's salvation. Instead, it became her damnation. In a brutal, public ceremony, the Alpha she is bound to rejects her, physically scarring her and casting her out as a flaw in the pack’s bloodline. Exiled and left for dead in the unforgiving wilderness, Elara’s life should be over. But on the brink of death, a forgotten power ignites within her. The scar he gave her becomes a conduit for ancient lunar magic, the legacy of a witch bloodline that runs deeper than any wolf’s. She was never empty; she was just too full of a power he could never comprehend. Now, wielding the might of the moon itself, she must forge a new destiny from the ashes of her old life. But when an ancient evil rises, threatening shifter and witch alike, Elara must choose: will she unleash her power for the vengeance she craves, or to save the world that scorned her?

Am I going insane? At first, I thought it was about survival. Follow the rules. Complete the tasks. Stay alive. That’s what they told us—or what the voice said, anyway. And when you're stripped of everything—your memories, your identity—you cling to any structure that offers a chance. Even if it feels wrong. But it wasn’t survival. Not really. It was obedience. Control. Conditioning. Every challenge chipped away at something I couldn’t name—something I thought was mine. My fear. My will. My sense of what’s real. The others seemed to adapt too easily, like they’d done this before. Like they knew I’d crack long before the end. And maybe that was the point. It wasn’t about making it out alive. It was about seeing how far they could twist me before I stopped fighting. discord: https://discord.gg/b6rps5Cm