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Author's note: Hi WN readers~ Tysm for checking out this humble story of mine. Just to clear the air a little about what this story is about. So I've list couple of things below for ur quick preview ;) What it is not: - broody, angsty, enemies-to-lovers epic - a slow-burn romance dripping with drama - gritty realism - dark emotional rollercoasters What it is: - banter, ridiculous sibling antics - a romance that weaves through a lot of hijinks - lighthearted chaos, sibling meddling - a protagonist learning to step into her own spotlight If you’re into stories where family dynamics are extra (like, borderline ridiculous extra), meddling brothers take protective to a whole new level, and the heroine is caught between exasperation and love? This one’s for you. It’s a rom-com with a dash of absurdity, a sprinkle of heartwarming moments, and a big helping of 'How is she ever going to survive this?' energy. At its core, this story is for people who want to laugh, maybe cry a little, and definitely yell, 'Oh my gosh, these brothers are the worst! But I kind of love them.' So buckle up—it’s going to be a wild, fun ride! ---------------------- I’m Alexandria Emile Alcove, Xandria for short, and yes, that Alcove. The youngest daughter of the world’s richest family, I’ve been sheltered my whole life, riding to school in my custom Black and Pink Rolls Royce and sporting designer everything. Navigating life as the youngest daughter of the powerful Alcove family is like walking a tightrope—especially when my four overprotective brothers act as my personal security detail. And after a series of disastrous dates, I’m convinced I’ll never find love. Every time I think I’ve found a potential suitor, my brothers swoop in with their “Date Extermination Squad” tactics, scaring them off before I even get a chance to know them. With each thwarted romantic encounter, I realize it’s time to take charge of my own love life. Or so I thought... Character art cover: Djeezer

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and Asli knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. ******* Asli is the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. She wears that title with fierce pride, commanding fear and ensuring that no one dares to cross her. But everything changes when she crosses paths with her sworn enemy, Ahmet. Ahmet and his family have been the targets of her carefully laid plans for revenge since she was six. However, Asli's mission takes a dangerous turn when Ahmet discovers a secret she desperately wants to keep hidden. With her nanny’s life hanging in the balance, she finds herself caught in a deadly game, one where Ahmet blackmails her, demanding something she has never given to anyone, let alone her enemy. The line between hate and desire blurs dangerously as she finds herself trapped in a situation that forces her to confront feelings she never expected to have. To make matters worse, Asli despises herself for the pleasure she secretly takes in his control.

For the past three years, Ariana Ari Harlow has given her all to her husband. The two of them got married because her sister chose to run away on the night of the wedding, as she believed the rumours that the Nelson Corporation was bankrupt. Ari loved Noah since she was sixteen, she thought it was her dream come true. However, she did not know that her sister had dug a trap for her, and it was not the beginning of her new life, rather it was her new hell. She was forced to give up her training as a doctor because the respectful Mrs Nelson could not have her hands covered in blood. Ari agreed. For the sake of Noah, she became a perfect wife who took care of her in-laws and husband. However, what waited for her was nothing but insults, her husband was ashamed of her and her mother-in-law believed that her sister, Ariel was well-matched for her son. However, Ari persisted. She thought that she would warm the heart of her husband one day. But she caught him kissing her sister! Heartbroken, Ariana decided to divorce her husband, but she somehow found herself entangled with Nicolai. The enemy and rival of her husband. They were not meant to be together. But Nicolai doesn’t seem to care about the odds stacked against them. In fact, he was determined to break into Ari’s life and set everything on fire. In his drunken stupor, he once held her by her throat against the wall of a dingy pub, “You can deny it all you want princess, but you want me.” His eyes raked over her heaving chest and his eyes darkened, the red appearing unhinged, possessive as if he wanted to wrench her soul out of her body and embed it in his own. “Bet if I take a peek, you will be dripping wet for me.” Heat flared up Ariana's cheeks as she snarled, “Shut up.” “Make me,” said Nicolai as he smashed his lips on hers. His kisses burned into her soul, and his warmth seared her skin every time they touched. She thought that her biggest mistake was getting entangled with Nicolai. However, Ari soon realised the hard way, Literally, being wanted by such a beautiful nightmare was much worse than a mistake. And things turn complicated when her husband finds the truth about everything. “Shoot me in the heart, Ari,” said Noah as he brought the gun's nozzle where his heart lay. “Because a life without you is one that I don't want, so either kill me or come back. I beg of you.” Now that Nicolai had given her a choice, would Ari fall in love with him and jump into a life of nothing but danger? Or would she go back to her husband, Noah, whom she loved ever since she was sixteen? And would Ariana avoid the danger that lurks in the dark, waiting for her to make a mistake and lose everything dear to her? Would she find the key to all the secrets that tied her to Noah and Nicolai as well as her twisted fate? ******* Excerpt: “It's all about money, isn’t it? Take it and get lost,” He shouted while throwing the black card at Ariana’s face. Ariana couldn’t believe her ears when she heard her husband or her future ex-husband humiliate her like this. Three years. Ariana Harlow gave Noah Nelson, three years and yet when she caught him kissing her elder sister, Ariel—— this was what he said to her. “I am going to divorce you,” Ari declared and left. She left penniless but Ari stumbled into Nicolai. The enemy and rival of her husband, the Mafia prince of the Lonest City, a notorious bastard known for his violent tendencies. The ill-fated meeting placed her in Nicolai’s path, and just like that he set his eyes on her. The first time they met, Nicolai asked her to invite him to dinner. The second time, when they met, he handed her a million dollars. The third time when they met, he declared, “You will look good in my arms, what do you say princess?” ********

Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape. On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet. As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. --- EXCERPT --- Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. “They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

Sequel to Guide to raise my cutie husbands. Mo Qiang, an architect was chosen by the fairy of nature who brought her to the world of interstellar where she was punished to revive the nature that she has destroyed with her own hands while creating architecture that she thought was paving way for the future. Now, stuck with a nature-reviving system in a world full of poisonous gases and intergalactic stuff where she has to start from the very beginning and plant more forest and crops while creating a liveable world for the humans, Mo Qiang was suffering. But it sounds easy right? No! In her path she has three villainous husbands, all three of them want to kill her such that they will be able to marry her capable sister after kicking her away who was trashy and good for nothing. Mo Qiang has nothing against them, in fact, she is more than willing to divorce them after securing her life and raising her favourability in their hearts such that they will not kill her but —— Why are they coming for her now? Hello, you all wanted to marry her sister right? Excerpt: “ Here you go,” said Mo Qiang as she pushed the divorce agreement looking at her first husband who was gentle but poisonous like a snake. “ I have already signed the document of our divorce, you can take a look —-wait, why are you taking your clothes off?” The mer looked at her and smiled gently as he took off his glasses and said, “ Looks like my wife is not happy with me not giving birth to our child, don’t worry I will work hard tonight.” Mo Qiang: “…..” I do not want you to work hard! Take second! “ Take this and sign it,” said Mo Qiang, this time more fiercely as she looked at her second husband who was reading a script for his film. “ I am sure you want to divorce me right? I have already signed —-woah! What are you putting me on the bed for?” She asked while looking at the gorgeous face. Her second husband stared down at her and with a blank expression and voice as cold as water said, “ I have to practice a love-making scene, help me, dear wife.” Mo Qiang: “……” This movie that you are shooting is based on the Zerg apocalypse, don’t lie to me! With whom are you going to make love with? A Zerg? Take third! “ Huff, huff..this is the divorce agreement, sign it... I know that your company does not allow idols to date so here sign it,” she said to her third husband who was practising his dance moves. The mer who was dressed in a loose silk shirt and sweat dripping down his body took a look at the document that she was handing him and then hugged Mo Qiang. A second later she heard his sniffling voice while he peppered kisses on her neck, “ Wife you do not want me? Is that the new idol who attracted your attention, I knew it! I will take care of him!” “Put down that knife will you!” And why is the third prince of the imperial family who hated her to the bones coming after her with flowers? She already has her hands full! ….

In the heart of Neo-Lumina, a city dripping with wealth and ambition, Ella Chen thrives as the enigmatic CEO of SynergyTech, a groundbreaking biotechnology firm. Known for her steely resolve and breathtaking beauty, she is the epitome of success and power. However, beneath her polished exterior lies a hidden identity—one tied to an ancient lineage of master alchemists practicing the long-forgotten art of transmutation. As Ella navigates her high-stakes business world, she meets Kai Ren, a striking figure in the underground kung fu circuit. Seemingly an ordinary fighter, Kai harbors a clandestine connection to an ancient society of martial artists sworn to protect the secrets of alchemical knowledge. He aims to confront a growing threat against his brotherhood, perpetrated by wealthy elites attempting to exploit these secrets for gain. Drawn together by unexpected circumstances, Ella and Kai embark on a journey that unravels their hidden pasts and intertwines their fates. As they navigate through corporate espionage, thrilling martial arts battles, and the steely determination of office politics, they begin to uncover deeper layers within themselves—where love blossoms amidst chaos and betrayal lurks just beyond their grasp. As the plot unfolds across multiple chapters, Ella and Kai's relationship will test their loyalties while exposing secrets that lead them to confront their intertwined destinies. Trapped in a world where appearances are deceiving, allies become enemies, and love threatens to distract them from their responsibilities, both must draw on their skills—both in kung fu and alchemy—to protect each other while striving for success.

Sophia Wang wakes up to find herself trapped in the pages of an apocalyptic novel, reincarnated as a pitiful side character doomed to a tragic end. Determined to escape her bleak fate, she sets off on a desperate journey to survive the chaos of the zombie-infested world. But luck is not on her side. Her path crosses with none other than the story’s villain—Mr. Z, the twisted genius responsible for the virus that plunged humanity into despair. Tall, gaunt, and radiating a chilling charisma, Mr. Z looms in the shadows like a predator savoring his prey. With his signature white lab coat, an unsettling smile, and glasses that gleam with unnerving intelligence, he seems to mock her every attempt at escape. "Run," his smirk seems to say. "Go ahead, keep running." And Sophiae’s face at that moment? Let’s just say it’s the kind of expression even she doesn’t want to remember. “Hello,” Z says one fateful evening, his tone dripping with faux politeness. “Care for a midnight snack? How about some brain-flavored ice cream? —Sincerely, Z.” As Sophia is dragged into Z’s nightmarish experiments, survival becomes more than just staying alive. It’s a battle of wits and wills against a man who is both a menace and an enigma—a game where losing means becoming just another statistic in his deadly research. Will Sophia outsmart the mad scientist and rewrite her destiny, or will she succumb to the role the story has written for her?

Kirito, a 15 years old boy who faced tragic events at a fragile age, he saw his mom getting abused by his so said dad, he watcher her getting killed,he killed people,he hugged his mom while she was slowly dying. All this happened at just the age of 7. He then meets a kid named Riku Saito,that's when his life completely changed as soon as he got betrayed by his own friend ,Riku Saito later on. On the verge of death, Ryu's past life flashes before his eyes,memories and events. "So this is how it will end huh?" he said, as his eyes were slowly closing, as his eyes were closed he starts to hears some unknown voices. As he quickly opens his eyes. He sees a doctor, he tried to speak with the doctor but couldn't say a word. "What is happening?" he said in his mind. As he was panicked and confused,he suddenly starts to feel warm water drops dripping on his face,as he looked up, he saw a young innocent lady crying of happiness while looking at him. "Why is she crying?" he said "And why is she holding me, I'm sure that I am quite heavy!". The lady then kissed his forehead and wiped her tears. "How do you wanna name the child Miss Yamamoto?" "Hmmm, I think Ryu will fit him well. I'm sure he will like his new name too" That's when Kirito found out what was happening. "Oh I get it, I got reincarnated. That means that I died in my previous life. That's where Ryu's journey starts, his goal is to take down Riku and all the dark entities.Since the day he started walking, he began to train for the day when he will fight Riku.Later when he turns 10 years old he starts to notice the abbilities that he holds. Dark magic,Shadow control, and even mage incantations? That's quite strong,but his dark powers are a bit broken,Well not a bit, If he will worn himself out and over use the ability. The darkness might confume him and turn into a monster,dark creature that will kill anything that moves. Along his long way to achieve his goal,he will find new comrades,friends and even more? But he will also face obstacles, risks and tragic events. With friends like Kazuki,Akira,Ayumi,Yuri, Takeshi and Kaito anything is possible. But, will Ryu get consumed by his dark powers? Tune in!

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

Prologue I always hated my life. Bland, uninspired, a loop of mediocrity. My mornings started with the sound of a cheap alarm clock and ended with sleepless nights haunted by dreams of a better life—dreams that never came true. Life was cruel, unfair, and unrelenting. But even in my wildest nightmares, I never imagined that dying would be my gateway to something worse. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the comfort of my dingy apartment. No peeling wallpaper. No stack of ramen cups piled up on the table. Just a cold, cavernous room dripping with opulence, the kind only an aristocrat could afford. At first, I thought it was a lucid dream or some twisted afterlife. Then, I caught my reflection in a massive gilded mirror. Long, dark hair. Sharp features with an almost cruel beauty. Eyes that radiated arrogance and menace. I knew that face. Anyone who played "The Princess is in love with me" knew that face. Killian Nux, the Major Antagonist of the story, destined to be defeated by the plucky protagonist and his harem of magical misfits. He wasn’t just a villain—he was the villain. The one everyone loved to hate. And now... I was him. Great. Just great. If reincarnation was supposed to give me a second chance, someone really screwed up. I didn’t just end up in a fantasy world; I landed right in the middle of a sadistic dating sim known for its brutal difficulty and relentless drama. In the game, Killian Nux wasn’t just a spoiled noble. He was a monster. An overpowered, sadistic tyrant feared and hated by everyone. His fall was as inevitable as the sunrise. By the end of the story, his power, his pride, his very existence was crushed under the protagonist’s boot. If I didn’t want to meet the same fate, I needed to change everything. But fate had other plans. To survive in this world, I had to attend the Olympus Academy, the melting pot of heroes, heroines, villains, and victims. The place where the story began. The place where Killian's path to ruin was set in stone. And it gets better—or worse. Because walking into that academy means meeting him. The Protagonist. That righteous, golden-haired beacon of hope destined to unite everyone against me. Along with him come the Main Heroines—the princess, the knight, the healer, the mage—and even the Villainess, the one character I might have been able to rely on if Edward hadn’t been such a bastard to her in the original game. So what am I supposed to do? Watch the Protagonist steal the spotlight, woo every girl in sight, and forge his path to glory? No. I’m not playing by the game’s script. If I’m destined to be the villain, then so be it. But I won’t go down quietly. If Killian Nux is supposed to fall, he’ll do so as the strongest, most feared villain this world has ever seen. After all, if I’m going to live in this hellhole of a game, I might as well make it my story.

[WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS!!!] (PS: Read fifteen chapters at least before tossing it aside.) . Penelope Neville is a werewolf turned into an orphan by her first love and ex-husband, Damian Cedar who killed every member of her family and took her father's pack. She finds out he was plotting to kill her too, and tries to escape but is caught by her furious ex-husband who promised to make her beg for her death. She is imprisoned and sentenced to death for treason. On her execution, after all the tortures she was subjected to, her fated mate finds her after a long search and he turns out to be the Alpha king who was obsessed with her and wanted revenge for every hurt she had been subjected to. . # Except 1 "Proceed." This was finally it. My death. I felt all the air squeeze out of my lungs until I heard it - the deep, hoarse voice that sent chills down my spine. "Stop the execution," the king said with a warning edge that even a fool couldn't miss. Damian's face twisted with surprise that barely concealed his fury at the King's words. "Your Highness," he repeated, masking his irritation with a shallow bow, "This is the execution we spoke about a while ago that involved the treason." From his facial expression, I could tell he felt the need to state that. The king's gaze turned steely, cutting through Damian's attempt at justification. "Why aren't your guards backing down?" he asked, his voice dripping with authority that left murmurs in the crowd. "Or have you forgotten who commands this realm, Alpha Damian?" "Penelope Neville will be taken into my custody..." He declared. "Any attempt to go against my order or interfere will be met with swift and severe punishment worse than death." [ IN CUPIDS QUILL COMPETITION. Support book by adding to your library, voting with power stones, gifting with golden tickets, and normal gifting.]

he tightens his grip on her wrist, his cold, lustful eyes bore into her soul, reminding her of the vows they once exchanged. "You are mine and mine alone," he whispers, his voice dripping with dark possessiveness. But Diara is no longer the broken woman he left behind. She meets his gaze with a defiant grin, her voice steady as she declares, "I have signed the divorce papers, there’s nothing between us." But Kellan, ever the predator, smirks at her defiance, licking his lips in a way that makes her skin crawl. "I have not yet signed the divorce papers," he sneers, "It’s null and void." His words send a wave of disgust through her, but she refuses to back down. She has suffered enough—endured the heartbreak of losing countless children, the relentless torment of the Crownstar family, and the pain of loving a man who only brought her misery. Diara thought she had escaped his clutches, but now he has returned, more dangerous and determined than ever to claim her as his own. He may have broken her once, but this time, Diara is prepared to fight back. She knows that Kellan is a monster, a man who thrives on control and manipulation, and she is ready to do whatever it takes to free herself from his grasp once and for all. As the battle between them intensifies, Diara must confront the demons of her past and the dark reality of her present. In a world where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, she must find the strength to reclaim her life and protect herself from the man who once vowed to cherish her—but who now seeks to destroy her.

No one falls in love by choice, it is by chance. No one stays in love by chance, it is by work. And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by choice. … “ Let go of me, you monster!” yelled Delilah with tears streaming down her flushed face profusely. Her soul froze the next moment she looked into his eyes, it blazed like an abyss of iciness, ruthless and cold, his grip on her tightened. " No way" he hissed, his voice low, dripping with venom. … After her childhood sweetheart, Su Zhe Jin (Harrison Su) moved away, Chen Qing Qing (Delilah Chen) was devastated. She, with her family also planned to move few years later but who thought they'll be caught in a terrorist attack. Delilah, a shy, jovial, innocent girl with a very fragile personality. She moved to D city to further her high school education. There in Fulfilled Dreams High School… Was a story on its own. One night, while scheming through the attic in her home, she found a box… more like, the box found her. The box revealed numerous secrets that made her believe her life was filled with mystery. After high school, Harrison travelled out of the country while Delilah began to face crisis after another when a woman and her daughter claimed to be the real wife and daughter of Chen Xiao (Delilah's father) She was forced to get engaged to the crippled son of a wealthy family. Harrison returned home to find out that she had got engaged to another man from a wealthy family. Resentment, jealousy, anger, the feeling of betrayal overwhelmed him to do the unthinkable. «««««««♦»»»»»»» I hope you enjoy reading it as I did writing. Remember to vote and leave your honest reviews, this humble author is always ready to listen to your thoughts. ♥ midsummer07.

In a multiverse where gods and mortals coexist, a lone figure emerges from the shadows. Asher Blackwood, an enigmatic being with the power to manipulate reality, has lived a million lifetimes, witnessing the birth and death of countless worlds. Yet, he remains detached, a silent observer in an infinite expanse. But when a mysterious force begins to unravel the fabric of existence, Asher is drawn into a conflict that threatens to destroy the very essence of reality. As he navigates treacherous landscapes and confronts formidable foes, he must confront his own dark past and the secrets that have haunted him for eternity. With each step, Asher is forced to confront the ultimate question: what does it mean to be a god? Is it power, immortality, or something more? Dive into a realm where the boundaries between existence and oblivion blur, and the destiny of the multiverse hangs in the balance. Join Asher on a journey that will redefine the cosmos and challenge the very fabric of reality.

Helel painfully watched as the girl he cared for got hanged in front of the whole town. After he returned back to the palace, he made up his mind to deal with queen Helena and her minions. he had found love in the brown haired girl who had come along with the royal tailor, the king wanted to host a great ball for all creatures and all the royals needed new outfits for the ceremony. Helel was not interested in any of these but had to do what his father wanted, he only came back to make the lives of some people a living hell before sending them to hell one after the other. he came out of the bathroom and found a brownie not too curvey lady staring at carvings on his walls, he stood there admiring her features and hiding his highly intimidating presence and she still looked in owe, her jaws dropped when her eyes landed on a half naked prince. He had a white towel around his waist and his hair dripping wet on his shoulder driving down his chiseled chest and her eyes wondered even more, his well packaged body was undeniably lovely, his fine pacs and the v shape it gave from his sides that hid inside the towel. he cleared his throat before her brown eyes landed on his beautiful face, her lips parted again as if she was trying to make a drawing of this beautiful scene in her head, the smile on his face turned into a frown and he cleared his throat again, staring at her hard. she bowed her head and took few steps backwards with her face turning pink out of embarrassment, she sucked in her lower lip trying her best to not make it shiver. " what do you want?" his deep voice broke the silence and her eyes shakily moved to meet his dark red orbs that flickered with something she couldn't pinpoint. she froze when he started moving, he was so close that their bodies met, his face coming into view and she held her breath. his cold gaze landed on her and he could see right through her, he stretched his hand and for a moment she thought the vampire prince was going to kill her. he opened the wardrobe behind to pull out white shirt and black pants before pulling away from her to wear the shirt, "did your tongue get pulled out of your mouth, speak! I don't have all day" he said in an irritated tone and Constance swallowed, taking in a deep breath she mastered to talk still with her head down not meeting that strange beauty of a man. "my prince, the king sent me to get your measurements...... am sorry for my imprudence, I didn't know-" her words cut short because Helel was done with it, " do what you are here to do and leave!" he said so cold that Constance shivered, she was no human so why was she so weak in front of the prince?

Arthur, forced to work as a delivery driver to earn a living for his sick sister found himself being fired after some rich woman threw a tantrum over a late delivery. "Hey! You peasant, why is my food so cold?" She said, before dashing the food at his face. Arthur could still feel the cold drink dripping down his neck, mingling with the rain and every frustration he’d buried. His hands clenched around his phone, the screen flickering with an alert he'd never seen before. > Mission Available. > Objective: Investigate the events surrounding the assassination of Abraham Lincoln. Washington D.C., April 14th, 1865. > Reward: ???

1,000 Years Ago... The Earth was shaken and evolved into a much more dangerous Place. The Earth got larger by twice its size, but the Portals suddenly appeared in front of the Human Being that reduced their Population to 40% left, but hope was almost lost. They have been granted one more time to survive, a System was brought to everyone that they can use to evolve and get stronger. A Hero suddenly came upon them that slaughtered all of the Monsters that came out of the Portal. She was then given the title, "The Primordial Goddess of Death". She was given that title as no one knew her face or name, the only thing that they remember about her is her Dazzling Black hair that was dancing through the wind as she kills all the monsters, while her Scythe was dripping with Blood. 1,000 years have passed since, and new Heroes were born because of the Prestigious School that helps students to become Aspiring Hero just like "The Primordial Goddess of Death". "Ahhh... I'm bored as hell, should I go into one of my Academies and be a teacher?" A.N Sorry for the inconvenience, I might actually add Romance to the story, but that would probably in the middle part of the Story. Cover Art is not mine, if the artist want me to remove it he/she can message me.

The history of the prophecy was shrouded in mystery and legend. But according to the tales, it began with a blind seer embedded by the gods with the vision of a child prophesied to unite all clans, ushering an era of peace.      The vampires were the first to learn of the prophecy, which foretold that the child would be of their own flesh and blood. Yet, instead of embracing this revelation, their hearts ignited with a fierce hatred for the unborn child, leading them to rebel against it's coming.      Meanwhile, the werewolves, upon discovering the dark rebellion of the vampires, vowed to protect the child. This decision further tore the six clans apart, as some members, driven by fear, chose to side with the vampires while others rallied behind the werewolves.      As the night of the blood-red moon approached—700 years after the prophecy was first foretold— the prophesied child was born into the human world, seemingly cursed by fate and shunned by her own kind. . . . In a dimly lit chamber, a man approaches a fierce figure seated on a throne-like chair.      “My Lord... the child is alive,” he stammered, his head bowed and body visibly trembling with fear.      “Hmph,” Lord Neil scoffed, his eyes closed and lips curled into a sinister smile that sent chills down the messenger's spine.      “She's alive, you say?” he asked, his voice heavy with authority as he breathed out smoke that swirled in the air like a dark warning.    The messenger's heart skipped two beats as sweat dripped down his face; he slowly nods his head in affirmation      “Then she tricked me,”Neil declared, his expression suddenly cold as he opened his eyes, revealing crimson orbs that seemed capable of burning any soul at a glance.      “Summon Mia!” he roared, crushing the last remnants of his cigarette with his hand, his fangs elongating in anticipation of the chaos to come. Now with her fate and life wrapped around an ancient prophecy, Would she fulfill her destiny or succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?

There he was. Theo. Swimming toward her. Almost naked her! She realizes. Her nervousness sky rocketed. She stays in place by treading water. Watching him swim. Waiting for him to reach her. She could see his muscles ripple like the waves he made with each stroke. He didn't care about touching her between her legs, why would he care now? She wasn't completely naked she thought to herself. She could handle him. Orion: "Why'd you take off without saying anything?" Theo asked. "I was feeling a bit hot, so I decided to take a swim. Why?" "You tell me? You're almost naked. Alone in a forest with a man whose also half naked and within arms reach." He said a smooth rough tone "that sounds problematic to me" "That sounds like your problem, not mine" I snorted. "Is that so?" He said with a thick devilish voice, "let’s see about that, huh?" Moments later his face was within inches from mine. I could almost taste his lips he was so close. I sucked in a deep breath I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath "Still think it's not your problem?" He teased me. Silence. I couldn't speak. He was so close to that he took away my words. His shirtless body so close it warmed the water near my breasts. My mouth hanging slightly open in awe at the man before me. His strong jawline framed so well by his wet hair. Water dripping from the ends. I find him staring at me. Looking not just at me but into me. It was like through my eyes he found away into my body. I was so drawn to this man. Whether it be the marks bond or me. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. And I could feel it, he wanted me just as much. I say "'you're right I guess it is my problem" and then I let go. I close my eyes and grab his face pressing his lips to mine. I gave in to my desire to have him. They were so soft and full. The kiss was full of need and desire. I was drowning in him. I don’t think it was possible for me to pull away in that moment. It was like something inside me was begging for something inside him. Theo: I wasn't prepared to see her floating in the middle of the lake. I could just make out the delicate features of her face and the outline of her body, her nearly naked body, in the lake. F*ck I was done for. She was going to break every ounce my self control by just existing around me with no clothes. I take off everything but my undergarments and dive in after her. Swimming to her I ask her about how it's dangerous to be in the water with a man almost naked. She said it was my problem. She has no idea how right she is about that. I was so hard being this close to her like this. So little clothing between us. She really was going to drive me crazy. Being with her set my insides on fire. I was throbbing for her. Craving to be inside her. In seconds I was inches from her face, the scent of her lust filling the air around us. I could hear her heart beating fast. And then she says, "you're right it is my problem" and then she kissed me. Holy f*ck she kissed me. Is kissing me. I bring her closer to me, pulling her mouth closer to mine. The first opening she makes in her mouth I slide my tongue in. Tasting her. My arms wrapped around her hands holding her back keeping her chest pinned to mine. And I devour her completely. I've wanted her like this since the moment she walked through that door in her father's office. We somehow make our way towards the water fall it was a little shallower so I could just stand with my chest just above the water. I put my hands on her ass and throw her up some making her legs wrap around my hips. I lean her against the mossy wall behind her. Kissing her deeper and deeper barely breathing, my d*ck was throbbing in my pants as she's rubbing her p*ssy against it. "If you don't stop I'm going to f*ck you right here and now." I growled at her, feeling the voice of predator deep inside me. If you want images of the characters check out the discord! Discord for this book: https://discord.gg/YsgYWTmN

Cradled by self-ness, a new-born God came forth. The god, perceived as a phantom, wept as tears dripped across the waters. Thus came about its phantom heart. The weeping spirit, a solitary, god that could create anything with its right mind. However, there lay a message that told it one thing; Kill the Light. An unease built inside its heart. A dead thing, not even an echo that reached any god, nor creature alive. If not, then what was the God meant for? What else was needed of him? Thus, he wandered, days upon days, until he met a single, decrepit woman. The first contact he had since over a thousand years.

As the man lay trapped within the twisted metal of the crashed car, Blood dripped out of his forehead. With each fading heartbeat, a tranquil sense of surrender washed over him, drawing him deeper into death's embrace of darkness. In the eerie stillness, a sharp knock shattered the silence, jolting him back from the brink of oblivion. Confusion and dread mingled as he grappled with the notion of his own demise. Yet, defying all logic, when he summoned the strength to move and reluctantly pried open his eyes, he was met not with the void of death, but with a chilling revelation. He now inhabited the vessel of a villain, a sinister figure known as Alfonso Quiñones, his very essence intertwined with malevolence. Ps: I'm not a native English speaker so if there are any grammatical issues please do point them out (This is also my first novel so be patient with me) -My update is inconsistent but I will finish this book no matter how long it takes since I'm busy with school -No NTR -No Yuri (There might be incest in the future)

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

In a realm where betrayal drips like poison, two brothers Aven and Cyrus -witness their parents' brutal murder. Their father's younger brother,Lord Alexander craves the throne, and blood stains the palace floor. But their parents' dying breaths gift them an ancient medallion—a spiritual artifact that tears through dimensions. Pressing it, they awaken in a strange city on Earth, far from their realm. Here, skyscrapers scrape the heavens, and magic hums beneath the neon glow. As Aven and Cyrus adapt to urban life, under the care of doctor Hartley whose married to a university professor,they make acquittances and allies. Their quest unfolds—a blend of vengeance, and love as one of the wolf brothers falls in love with a city girl who happens to be someone who saved them when they landed on earth.

"Let her go" segye said his voice slipping from a commanding tone to pleading .. "If i decide not to ,what would you do "? li liuax asked blood dripping from the right side of his head ... segye ,please help me ...eun seo cried as she struggled in li liuax hands. "You have ruined my entire army and half of my people , she will pay for your sins ..li liuax replied holding his crystaled dagger to her neck. "Segye ,do something , please don't let him hurt me she begged as tears ran down her eyes .. "Don't do it, u can take me instead, don't touch her ....let her go! i beg you, just let her go segye pleaded as he fell to his knees. Li liuax smiled bitterly " what do we have here the great lord on his knees because of a woman, a mere mortal ...watch her die he said as he sliced her throat .... Stop........Nooo!!!!! He watched as blood ran down her hands as she fell to her knee at last in a short breath she died .....Thunder roared, lightening flashed striking each side of the dimension with violent force. He pulled her lifeless body into his hands " Eun seo, hey stay with me alright ".she was gone "..... "Aarghhhh... He yelled the earth and soil cracked and shook violently ... "What have you done you will pay dearly for this "he said as he placed her body gently to the ground, rose into the air, the soil beneath him began to erupt and follow suit, the air grew chill and still, his eyes the color of the deep blue sea... power emitted from him. "LI liuax stood frozen, his mouth agape, fear gripped him like a leach, he trembled under the presence of a stronger being. Light and wind connected, soil and water merged a tsunami arose combining into one before erupting like a volcano, fire sprouted and conquered the entire dimension ..... "Segye landed on his feet the bright and dark color in his eyes vanished. The shield which had appeared above eun seos body cracked open .... "just then segye realized that she too had become a god ....... THE LORD OF GODS Read more..

#Fantasy ------------------------------------------------------------------------- The prophecy rewrite's the genesis. And what we see, isn't what we expect. A demigod is born. To save the world from a great demon, casted down by the gods themselves. A young girl, known to be a princess from a good Kingdom, finds herself in a big celestial situation. Which was caused by her stubborn undying curiosity to adventure. But as the story goes on, she finds out that she is no where near an ordinary Princess with a lowlife. Instead, she is been given a great responsibility that could shake the world's new beginning. But unfortunately, she seems to not be sure if she could carry that kind of responsibility. And yet, will she have a choice? #Romance ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I opened my mouth, to take in air as I felt my face dripping with water. I turned to face Remiel. And he held a very serious look, while staring deeply into my eyes. And for some reason, his eyes seemed to glow more in the night. I was mesmerized by the sight. But why did he drag me out all of a sudden? I haven't totally ran out of breath. "Isn't it obvious little human?" I heard his dark voice. "It seems the beautiful sight is making you forget my presence. And we don't want that..." I felt my eyes widen at his statement. I thought I didn't hear him right. But when I looked up at him, his lips had curved into a deep devilish smirk.

Warning… Matured content. “Look at me,” he commanded, his eyes boring into her like black pits of venom. Lilith’s chest tightened as she stared at the floor and the room seemed to shrink around her. “Dinner with the devil is one thing. Staring at the embodiment of evil itself…quite another.” Dracula’s smirk widened, his fingers squeezing Lilith’s chin. “Oh, and do I frighten you, little one?” His eyes burned into her, piercing her soul like daggers “You see now the truth of my power. You thought you could challenge me, toying with my affections as though I were some lovesick puppy.” Lilith sighed, because despite the darkness that swirled around her, she found herself unafraid of Dracula. “Now, look at me, and speak what you have beneath your heart,” he commanded. Lilith’s chin lifted with a surge of defiance. "Dracula Beelzebub. You are nothing but a monstrous abomination." she hissed, her voice dripping with disdain. "A fiend of the lowest caliber, unworthy of even a moment of my time." Dracula raised an eyebrow as he smirked, impressed by her insults. "And yet, you cannot deny that I am the most powerful being in this room." Lilith sneered. "Yo… You deserves to be banished back to the bowels of Hell." Dracula smiled, his teeth white in the flickering candlelight. "Ah, but where’s the fun in that? I much prefer making life interesting for the mortals." Lilith's hands curled into fists at her sides, and she took a step forward. “Interesting?" she spat. "You call torment and misery ‘interesting’? You are a demon, feeding off the misery and pain of others." Dracula chuckled, spreading his arms wide in a gesture of mock surrender. "And what of it? What do you intend to do about it, little mortal?" ~~~~~ Meet Lilith Raziel, a young, beautiful orphan who was born blind. However, when a mysterious creature appears in the woods, Lilith’s life is turned upside down. Her world shifts from darkness to one filled with mystical creatures and the secrets of the underworld. On the other hand, lurking in the shadows, lies Dracula Beelzebub, a devilishly handsome man who relishes in the misery and demise of others. Beneath his charming façade lies a dangerous secret—Dracula Beelzebub is the devil incarnate. And he has set his sights on Lilith Raziel, a woman he’s determined to ensnare in his diabolical plans. _"To love a demon is to have your soul bound in chains of darkness.” — Lucifer’s Inferno. PS/ Thanks a lot (Tearswithnofaces) for gifting me my first Golden ticket) Thanks.