Ebony Maw

In the mist laden depths of the The Veil of Whispers, a forgotten prophecy stirs. Long ago, the mad sorceress Selena Nightbane nearly unleashed Nexas, the Abyssal Maw, an ancient horror that would have devoured the world. Only through the sacrifice of six legendary warriors was she sealed within the Obsidian Spire, and Nexas cast into the void. But no prison lasts forever. Now, the signs of awakening are everywhere blood moons stain in the sky, the lost whisper from the shadow, and the cursed forest calls for its champions. At the hearth of this storm stands Ethan Vale, a young man marked by fate. Upon his palm glows a prismatic hexagram, a sigil of untold power that burns with vision of the apocalypse. To prevent the return of Nyx'thar, Ethan must gather the six chosen warriors, each bearing a fragment of the shattered hexagram's light. They must brave deadly trails, unravel Selena Nightbane's twisted past, and face the abyss that seeks to reclaim the world. But the final battle looms, one truth remains uncertain are they destined to save the world, or are they merely the key to unsealing is doom? The whispers are calling. The darkness is awakening. And time is running out.

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.

A human exile on the run, trying to survive a world no longer suited for mankind. Centuries after the fall, society struggles to endure; evading the claws of bestial humanoids hunting humanity to the brink of extinction. Adonis is the victim of a civilization unwilling to change; unyielding to the cruelty of his peers; yet, he holds his head high and fights on. Facing trial after trial, the young man comes to discover that the world he walks was never what it seemed. The apocalypse was conceived by war, a world plagued by pollution and carnage- beastmen crawled forth to enforce mother nature's retribution. Our own actions costed us, even 600 years after the awakening. Was this truly what we deserved? Ado: a man with a secret he'd die to hide, travails his way through the deadlands with nothing but rage and fear in his heart. The exile escaped death, surviving the wilds by the skin of his teeth, only to fall into the waiting maw of a beastman that was unlike anything he'd been led to believe. Man and Beast were not as different as it seemed; bonding over mutual enmity to somehow, find faith in having a better future once again.

What happens after you’ve witnessed all of existence end before your very eyes… by your own, alien maw? After playing a key role in the destruction of the universe, against his will, Lucifer wants nothing more than a slow, quiet life in a strange-new world where magic and technology coexist. Preferably in his human form. But peace is elusive when you're a freelancer forced to rely on ov?erpo?we??red? eldritch hacks just to make ends meet.

Again and again. Over a thousand times Rayhan failed to save the world, to save the ones that he loves but he keeps failing. But he was still determined to win. Valen mumbled and snickered as he read his favourite novel. Smack! Valen fell to the floor and dropped his phone, with one hand on his throbbing cheek, he looked to see who had hit him but he already knew. His breathing, unsteady and his heart pounding. Valen stood up and went back to his seat ignoring the dark haired fiend that had struck him. Smack! Valen was hit again by the fiend. This time, Valen lost his timid coolness, but before he could fight back, he heard screams and felt the school building shake. He looked around to see what was happening and his body trembled with fear and excitement. He saw a raven black haired male with sharp brown eyes and a chiselled jawline. It was Rayhan. And with him was his cohort. Valen was confused, more so shocked. But before he could take it all in, he saw all sorts of monsters and beasts pouring out the 'gates'. All of the students in the school attempted to flee but as some succumbed to the monsters they all ran to hide. At the moment the heroes, along with Rayhan, fought the strongest and didn't seem to understand their situation, Valen on the other hand hid inside his locker. He never knew that the novel he loved reading all these years would be real, better yet come to his life. At first, it was very popular but soon, only Valen was left. Valen closed his eyes and waited for the chaos and turmoil to pass with time, hours and hours flew and it seemed the situation was calming down a bit. Valen left the safety of the locker and looked around. He looked left and then right; nothing. He walked around the hall and from time to time he would look outside the windows to see if the heroes were still fighting the major beasts; which they were. Tack! Tack! Tack! A hideous Cerberus charged at Valen and lunged in his direction, Valen clumsily threw himself out of harms way in an attempt to save himself. The Cerberus charged again, this time there was no chance of his prey escaping, Valen found himself backed up against a wall, on his left and right were more walls and behind him was the door to the janitor's room. The Cerberus opened it's maw, revealing it's long sharp teeth and bit into Valen's arms and forearms as he protected his head. Valen gritted his teeth and his mind was blind with fury. He couldn't die, not when his favourite novel somehow came to life. Not before he met the Hero and his cohort. Valen screamed as the pain and agony of his arms being torn off suddenly became unbearable. Valen soon saw dark, he was losing consciousness. System Alert! Achievement reached New Skill unlocked! Berserker [??? Rank] Name: Valen Arrenhoun Age: 17 Sex: Male Race: Human Rank: Awakened G Rank Potential: [???] Skills: Berserker... Manuals: None

Gail Blanco is a 17 and a half year old boy who hates being an omega.He trains his human form in hopes of becoming a strong Omega who is not easily bullied and hopes to one day leave his pack and family who treat him like a domestic slave because of his status as an omega. He is fuelled by determination, is calculating and hates to be touched by strangers. Within his veins flows a secret that even he is unaware of, until his eighteenth birthday where all is revealed. Arian Maw is a soon to be Alpha. He is cheeky and viewed as the joker in the pack. He has a serious stone face and a psychopath side that makes his pack members fear him, but in most days he is loved by all . For most wolves , finding a mate is a special happening and experience since your mate is tied to you for life in both body, mind and soul. The moon Goddess is kinda never wrong? ... What happens when Blanco meets Maw ? .. Well read on to find out !!...

The Hollow King – Web Novel Synopsis Once, he was the greatest terror the world had ever known—The Hollow King, the first Abyss, the King of Darkness. An entity of unparalleled power, he led the world to ruin, drowning it in madness, despair, and endless hunger. But even the strongest can fall. Betrayed and slain, his reign of terror was brought to an end… or so they thought. Now, he is reborn—not as the monster he once was, but as a mere human. A fragile, mortal vessel shackled by limitations. Yet, his Abyssal soul still lingers within, whispering of vengeance. With nothing but sheer will and an insatiable hunger, Zephyr walks the path of his own making. He embraces the Path of Urhazar, the Devourer’s Throne, and the Path of Itarim, the Devouring Maw, cursing himself with an endless hunger for power. He will consume all—flesh, souls, and even the very concepts of existence—to reclaim his throne. The world that betrayed him will know fear once more. The forsaken gods will tremble. The traitors will beg for mercy. For the Hollow King has returned. And this time… nothing will stop him.

Lin An's life underwent a drastic change. The basketball under his bed had turned into a bleeding head, which would hop next to his pillow and hum softly by his ear at midnight. The subway racing into the station had become a gigantic lizard, opening its gaping maw, waiting for him to line up and feed it. The world was not as simple as he had imagined. Behind the bustle of the city, the Witch Hunter Knights roamed in search of evil wizards to slay. The ordinary worker, Lin An, inadvertently became a member of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, shouldering the glorious mission to protect humanity. He must be careful, careful, and then even more careful. Careful not to reveal his true identity as a wizard. … "Why Hunt a Cowardly Innocent Wizard?!"

Heaven and Earth was formed and it was good. The saying became outdated when Hell rose and its citizens were no other than the angels that fell from grace to grass, growing malevolent horns and promoting sin. Two familes, both greatly affected by the Great war that occured in Hell opened the door of salvation for one and doomed the other to eternal damnation. He was possessive but not crazy, and loved her enough to remind her that she was his even if she loved another. Troubled by her many flaws and hardships, Ebony had one goal; to graduate with a worthy certificate and be free from the entaglements of his redemption while trying not to be too drawn to his inhuman looks. "I will not give up on you, Ebony," He promised and sealed it with a kiss on her lips. "I am not the type that gives up on what I want. I want it and I will have it." Will Ebony give in to his sweet temptations or remain adamant on the goal at hand even though there was more to the world of demons than meets the eye? For in the world of demons, love was a luxury she couldn't afford. | Completed |

Love. Strength. Betrayal. Amidst the untamed wilderness of Montana, ancient tribal laws govern the lives of werewolves. Olivia Blackwood, she will shatter every tradition. She wanted to be the first female alpha of the Ebony Pack, she wanted to be a real alpha king. Father, brother, fiancé, husband No one can stop her from moving forward. She is one of a kind.

When the Rotoro arrived, the world as we knew it ended-twisted horrors of sinew and bone, with razor-sharp claws and blood-red maws that brought death to every corner of the Earth. No one knew whence they came or why they had descended-only that they hungered for flesh and destruction. For Mark, it was when he was eight. His parents vanished in that first wave of the invasion, leaving him with just a blood-red ring that they had given him. Alone and terrified, Mark grew up in a broken world dominated by chaos and survival, holding on desperately to every word his parents had uttered in their dying moments: "The ring will protect you when the time comes.". A decade later, mankind barely hangs on to existence in fortified enclaves, under the relentless attacks of Rotoro. On the eve of his mandatory transfer to a no-mercy military camp, which is designed to turn him into a soldier capable of fighting the alien menace, Mark's life is forever changed. That night, as he stared at the blood-red ring-a relic he had never been able to remove flared with an otherworldly light, sending searing pain through his body. A voice rings in his mind, "You have unlocked the Ghoul System.

(Disclaimer: Originally written by AFanWithTooMuchTime. This is for offline purposes) ——— When the Grim Dark comes to a Galaxy Far Far Away, there can only be one result. War! The Clone Wars are nearing their conclusion. The Jedi are spread out across the outer rim sieges, and the fighting is reaching its final levels of intensity, before the strain of the conflict forces one side to buckle. And yet, now, in this most precarious of moments, Palpatine senses...a disturbance in the force. A new arrival which stands to threaten EVERYTHING he has schemed so hard to achieve! Meanwhile in another galaxy, after being forced to evacuate nearly an entire subsector before the Ravenous maw of the Great Devourer, "The Skywatch", "The Crimson Razor", and several other Space Marine Chapters along with hundreds of ships and trillions of humans were forced to make a perilous jump through a thin vein of the Cicatrix Maledictum. But even the thinnest vein of chaos courses with reality corroding poison, and the jump has carried them far far further than they ever intended to go. Stranded in a new, dark galaxy, far from the Emperor's light, these collected and contentious warriors of Mankind must now carve out a place for themselves among alien stars that were at war, even before their arrival.

A daughter must save her father who was kidnapped by demons. ~ A Novelette Introduction to My Novel "The Life of Ebony Ibre: The Knight of Wisdom's Blade". ~

to all who is shattered by the world, seeking reasons to live and be with someone who will love them equally, someone who would cry when they pass on. I dedicate this story to you all. Hoping for your wish to come true but warning you that not all story... has a happy ending.

WARNING: This is the second most degenerate novel you have ever seen. Read at your own risk. The main character of this novel Nion has time traveling superpower. With this power, he will fulfill his all-perverted fantasy. From fucking his own self from the past to fucking his own children and grandchildren 's in the future. This novel has every fetish in the world, from lolicon to necrophile and many more. Here are some tags: Loli, milf, shota, yaoi, gay, bisexual, lesbian, yuri, harem, reverse harem, shemale, threesome, foursome, orgy, swinging, ntr, netorare, netori, netorase and netoshare, incest, childbirth, pregnant, impregnate, milk, lactation, big breasts, huge breasts, gigantic breasts, small breasts, big ass, big dick, trans, futanari, scat, urinating, human toilet, cumdum, necrophile, fantasy, op system, boy cunt, traps, men with big Breasts, monster sex, interspecies sex, monster childbirth, mother-son, father-son, mother-daughter, father-daughter, kingdom building, huge harem, world harem, immoral sex, rape, gangbang, double penetration, three-ple penetration, sperm drinking, ebony, gal, etc and many more.

Eldritches, Abominable creatures that originated from the deepest depths of the earth, they were dark creatures that hid and lurked under the cover of night searching for prey, they devoured anything who dared to roam the world under the light of the moon, they would slowly creep towards you and sneakily spread their long, noxious, tentacles around you and strangle you as they slowly moved you toward their maw, then they'd pull their tentacles back and little ridges on them would tear your body apart and you would fall into deep into the abyss that was their large, miasmic maw. Humanity prayed to their gods for millennia yet their gods had not answered, not until one day, when mankind was at the brink of extinction did they finally receive their blessings. From Zeus, The Authority Of The King From Poseidon, The Will Of The Creator From Adonis, The Soul Of Rebirth From Apollo, The Spark Of Liberation From Heaphestus, The Seal Of Confinement From Hercules, The Emergence Of Unembellished Power From Hestia, The Seed Of The Hearth From Artemis, The Bestial Sapien From Hecate, The Soul Of Mysticy From Hades, The Woke Of The Soul From Athena, The Spirit Of Conquest From Ares, The Body Of Savagery These 12 blessings were the cornerstones of the Eldritch Slayer path, a path forged by the hands of both mortal and divine, with these, humanity would be able to combat their foe, however, this was many many years ago, nowadays, Eldritch were the least of problems. --------------------------------------------- "Trixion, from behind you!!" A deafening scream resounded through the continent of war like the clap of thunder, though the noise did little to put a stop to the endless bloodshed occurring on the crimson continent. The one who had been alerted of an incoming attack, Trixion tried to look back at the perpetrator of said attack however the attack had already reached him and he was unable to react to it anyway. "You were a worthy opponent, Krimson Khaos...." To be a worthy opponent to the Scaled Prince, The Golden Dragon, of the Empyreans was truly commendable, yet to Trixion who looked down at the scaly arm piercing through his torso it seemed like more of an insult, an insult that brought him rage. Trixion attempted to move however the poison within his body wouldn't let him, after all, what led to him managing to get pierced like this. As Trixion slowly passed he started to accumulate his energy within his body, within a second his body was full to the brim with energy, soon he would burst into a bunch of blood pieces, and burst he did. "W-what are you doing?!?!" The Scaled prince hastily removed his arm and attempted to dash back but it had already been done. Trixion busted into hundreds of little pieces each piece of his body was supercharged with energy and thus was incredibly durable, it would pierce through many Empyreans and go undamaged, even more, he made it so that when it came in contact with anything it would burst even more it was like a bomb with shrapnels that that acted like a bomb. That act had killed nearly 10 million Empyreans and from then on out he was known as a hero to the whole world, he was someone who even in his final moments managed to bring the enemy to their knees. They were correct however it was not in his final moments it was in the final moments before the end that led to his new beginning. However, Trixion wasn't the only one who would begin once again, for Dendracove, The heir to the Driconite Empyreans would accompany him in his journey, as this was the story of both the Krimson Khaos, The Lord Of Strife, And The Golden Dragon, The Scaled Prince Of The Empyreans.

Cyberpunk x Zombie Apocalypse In a world torn apart by apocalypse and overrun by terrifying Necro-bots, Axel Maverick and his cyber-savvy feline companion, Nano Byte, tear through the chaos in a Mustang headed for the lawless town of Little Maw. A regular gig spirals into chaos, leaving Axel with two choices: kill himself or break into the research centre where the Necro-bots were born, a place thought to be impenetrable. Now fortified by the ruling Authority, this facility holds the key to saving or dooming the fractured world. With Nano Byte and his Mustang, Axel gears up for a showdown against the forces threatening to engulf him and his world.

In a world where adventure beckons and danger lurks around every corner, two unlikely companions find themselves drawn together by fate. Thor Ironforge, a towering dwarf with a mastery of the forge, and John, a bard haunted by his past as a warrior, cross paths in a bustling tavern, their encounter sparking the beginning of a journey that will test their strength, courage, and friendship.

Ebony had never been very… normal. Neither was his upbringing, but it didn’t stop him from living a somewhat normal life. His younger school years had quite some disruptions but all else went as per normal. Left alone after he turned 15 and was deemed old and capable enough to care for himself. He went on graduating high school and entering a university with no issue. Ebony never faced any problem in life. He didn’t lack money. He could see his entire future pan out for him and he was sure it was going to go as expected. Graduate, get a stable job, build up a family, live to a ripe old age together with his partner. Boring. Not that he didn’t want any of that and the building of a family might prove difficult seeing how he had been single for all 20 years of his life. There was little he looked forward to in life. His daily routine of training had been moulded into him from as far back as he could remember and has become a habit and a hobby. Reading was one outlet for his boredom, fantasy, swords and magic, a world unlike his own where perhaps his training would have some use. One moment he was on the way back from a job interview for a part time job, the next moment he found himself in a forest. Freezing... Snowing in the middle of Summer? Not important. Appearing in a forest out of nowhere? Not important. A metre tall and twice as long ripped ass boar in sight? Cool. Charging right towards him? Not so cool.

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- Provincial Alliance, Sailport. Bairon Stewart, an unremarkable young mage, resolute in his pursuit to find a cure for his sister's terminal illness, withdrew from the Mage Guild. He ventured into the forbidden, touching upon the objects of the fallen, and embarked on an adventure into the new world. By fortuitous circumstances, he traveled extensively; In the East, he saw a pitch-black maw voraciously consuming the seawater. In the North, he heard the soft murmurs of conversation between two snowy mountains. In the South, he witnessed the pinnacle of the Tree of Life reaching for the heavens, touching the very canopy of the sky. In the West, insects from the depths of the desert conveyed to him the miraculous deeds of the divine. ---------------------- Bells echo beneath the starlit prairie, resonating in all directions. Every corner of the Röntgen Continent hears the tale of the Giant King's triumph over the Elf Queen. Mankind replaced the Elves, dominating the world. The first Giant King, Freljord Montagne, personally wielded his massive hammer, shattering the dark tower and proclaiming the end of the "Millennium Darkness." Elves and Dragons fled to the world's edges. ... Night breezes sweep through the city built of sailboats. "That's it for tonight, Evelyn. Time for bed," in a two-story building, a young man with raven-black hair gently caressed his sister's ashen cheek, a look of tenderness in his eyes. Resting by his knee was a hefty tome titled "Epic of Heroes." The greyish pallor of her face signified a terminal illness known as "Greyscale." "Brother, do Dragons truly exist in this world?" Evelyn inquired. "They do." "Where are they?" "In dreams. Good children dream of Dragons. When you wake, remember to tell me what the Dragon looked like." Blowing out the candle, Bairon Stewart put on his magus ring, a symbol of weaponry, and departed from his home. ---------------------- WSA 2023 Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending? Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask. Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire. Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever? [Mature content. No sexual violence.] ****** “You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…” “I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced. His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity. “No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.” “How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying. “Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her. His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe. She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy. She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.” She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again. “Please, Ayleth.” “I cannot deny it,” she whispered. [Cover specially commissioned and illustrated image by Same Van Rijn. See more of their amazing art on Instagram: @same.vanrijn]

He gripped the ebony's slender arms, his eyes boring into hers, he asked. "What the fuck is your name?" Her knees quivered as he roughly grabbed her arms. Trepidation ran through her mind; she looked into his bloodshot eyes and with a shaky voice, she responded. "Selena." ***** Tristan is the depressed Alpha of Aragon pack; he was still reeling from losing his mate to the vampires. He heard about the Crescent Tavern from his Gamma and decided to visit to clear his head off thoughts. Tristan had no idea females were auctioned at Crescent Tavern on the twelfth day of every month—the day he chose to visit. He was inebriated that night. Walking into the auction room, he saw her for the first time, and at that moment, he knew she was his to be.

Ebony Snow the last white werewolf in existence struggles to continue living after suddenly losing her parents at 5 years old an not long after being kidnapped by an unknown organization that was studying supernatural beings for military purposes. Whilst she's locked in one of the facilities cells she catches a glimpse of a familiar face. Anger surges as she realized it was the young boy she had saved from a hunting trap her parents had set up to guard their den...the day before her parents mysteriously vanished. ~~~~ "You!!!" she screamed, "I saved you, how...why would you?" tears began to spill from her eyes as she realized his betrayal. His head lowered as he mumbled something under his breath. "I'm so-" his words were interrupted by arrival of a tall, muscular man with a threatening presence that caused Ebony to snarl and growl. The boy started shaking as the man beside him took his hand out of his pocket removing a small remote shaped item. As he pressed the button in the Centre Ebony jolted backwards falling to the ground whilst holding her stomach. Electric volts ran through her body and she convulsed on the ground, her painful screams piercing the ears of the young boy causing him to fist his hands hard enough to cut crescents into his palms. The tall man dressed in a army uniform patted the boys head softly after releasing the hold on the button. "You did good son, you've finally begun helping your country" the girl stared up with gritted teeth glaring at the father son relation ship. 'So all of the things I've suffered through was for their bond and this so called country that's hunted my kind since the dawn of time out of cowardly fear!'. "You best learn to control your anger wolf or next time I won't be so generous. Your life now belong to S.I.M.W you will help create advanced military technology and weapons to further the achievement's in the human race." WARNING: MATURE Content later on in the novel however I will mark the chapters that include it with (r18) so those who don't enjoy reading it can continue enjoying the story ;)

Blaze the cat is a princess that has been homeschool all her life. Once her best friend Silver convinces her parents to allow her to his school, her life drastically changes as she makes new friends. With a rough start, she slowly befriends an ebony Hedgehog, who would have never thought he'd be falling for a princess. This story contains a tiny bit of sonaze and I suppose some anti Shadouge...and perhaps a tiny tiny bit of other ships I don't feel like mentioning. ***!!!! I do not own any of these characters nor the art I only own the story line!!!***

She was scurrying off to her school when she suddenly heard the voice. "Hello, human girl." The feminine voice drawls, she heard the voice right inside her head. She almost tripped on her feet but was able to catch herself before falling flat on her face on the sidewalk. Strange. She thought and look around to see if someone is actually talking to her and not just a voice she is hearing in her head but instead, all she is seeing is a man taking a stroll with his dog and people just going on with their daily activities. She is sure she heard a voice, or is she hallucinating? "I know you can hear me, stop pretending as if you can't." The voice says in her head again. "W-who is this?" She whispers in panic and almost had a heart attack when she felt a warm and wet sensation on her leg followed by a soft bark. "It's me. I'm Maggie." She whirls around just to see the dog she spotted with the man taking a stroll before. No, no, no. Not what I'm thinking. "You?" She says to the dog tentatively and noticed the collar around its neck with the name tag 'Maggie.' "Yes me, idiot." The dog pants whilenodding its head up and down. Blood drains from her face and she looks pale with her mouth hanging open and her eyes as wide as saucers as she watches the dog sashay away with its master. "See you around later, it's nice meeting a human who can speak to animals even though the said human looks kinda dumb." It huffs while walking away. What was that? Nathalie wonders in a daze.

Kenny Zin is a regular 16 year old who has three other sibliings living with him in his apartment. A little sister and two little brothers who are triplets. Their parents are very busy people, leading to them being always away from home, however they still support their children by giving them living expenses every week so they don't struggle by themselves too much. Their day to day lives were normal, even if Ken and his siblings parents are always away. However, that normal daily life is taken away from them when Ken wakes up one morning to see a bunch of zombies mawing on a person's corpse. Ken immediately knew what to do and didn't waste a single second gagging or trying to puke, since he didn't feel like it anyways, because of all the things he has read and watched in his life. Ken readied himself and his siblings to go out into the world. Not knowing what will await them, the challenges they will have to face, obstacles to conquer, and enemies to slay.But they will make sure one thing. To always stick together.

A forgotten princess A fallen goddess An ancient curse and secrets that can crumble kingdoms to dust ***************** The rising sun marked the beginning of a new day and with it, the dawn of a new era as the thumping of war drums shook the great kingdom of Liveriya. Armour clad soldiers marched in unison towards a war that will change the destiny of a land blessed by the primal gods with never-ending prosperity and wealth. A golden land rotten hollow by greed and deceit, stained with the blood of fallen Kings and Queens. Overseeing the vast battlefield shrouded in a thick layer of snow, stood a small cliff, proud against the harsh winter winds, which would come to witness bloodshed that will paint these blessed lands crimson for centuries to come. There stood a woman and a young girl tall and proud, one a forgotten princess, and the other a fallen goddess. Their long hair the colour of silver and ebony fluttered with the howling wind. The ebony woman turned to her daughter, her eyes softening at the worried expression on her daughter's face. " All of this is going to be over soon my sweet child, no one is going to touch my precious daughter," her eyes hardening in determination " not as long as I am still breathing." The young girl lost in her misery and grief failed to reply to her mother's words, eyes fixed to the sight in front of her, sighing the woman lifted a hand to caress her daughter's delicate face gently. "You will come back to me, won't you mother?" A pair of inky eyes turned to look into the woman's dark once. Her daughter was truly a reflection of herself. "Do you think a mere army of mortals can harm me, my silly girl?" She chuckled, amused by her daughter's worry, though it warmed her cold heart the way her lover, the girl's father once did. The sound of thumping broke her out of her reverie. It was time what she has been waiting for all these years, her chance to avenge her departed husband and to give her daughter deserved as the rightful heir and a favoured child of gods. Lyala moved to stand in front of her daughter, lifting a hand she cast a protection spell around her daughter, a yellow glow spreading from her palm, morphing into a dome around the young girl with silver hair. onyx lifted her hand and placed her palm against her mother's through the protective field " Let me fight with you" "No" Lydia shook her head before giving her daughter a pointed look " you'll only be a liability, I am not willing to risk your safety." "But this is my fight-" onyx tried to reason with her mother only to be cut off by the woman's sharp words "It is not, and you know it well" her eyes softening at her daughter's distraught expression, as she kept her hand away. "Wait for me, my child." The wind moved through her long ebony hair making it look like wisps of smoke curling around her, standing at the edge of the cliff, her mother looked nothing less than the goddess she truly was, in the young girl's eyes. "I always will", who will she wait for if not the only family she has ever known? The young girl saw her mother's mouth curled into a doting smile, as she took a step back before jumping off the cliff's edge on to the battleground. One woman against an army of ten thousand men who were terrified yet excited of what was to come, it was not every day that one gets to wage war against the goddess of destruction herself. Onyx looked at her mother's retreating figure from over the cliff. Chin held high, clad in black armour, her long hair tied in a high ponytail swished with each determined step; guilt began to seep in her mind. She never imagined putting her mother in harm's way. A lone tear made down her face and her lips quivered at the thought of losing the one person she loved the most as only a single thought kept repeating in her mind. "It's all my fault." ----- NOTE - **The artwork on the cover does not belong to me. All credits to the original artist.**