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WEREWOLF BLOODLINE: Vengeful Rise Of The Immortal Hunter

I hunted beasts that were deemed immortal, ripping off their immortal status. I loathed them for they destroyed my home. My anger for them, in one word, immeasurable. Yet look at me, what have I become… I did not need a mirror to realize that I had turned into a werewolf, with the curse of immortality. I tried, again and again, to kill myself, yet it was futile. But hey, wait, I am a beast now. Can’t I crawl in and kill other beasts in this disguise? Haha, foolish Vampire God, this curse is a curse to your entire race, for now, I will obliterate everyone! ..... This is a Book about Gray Waterfell. After living as a human and climbing through pain to Hunt down the Vampire God, he was forced into reincarnation by their earth shattering battle. Naturally, he swore to get his revenge by killing every supernatural creature in the world. But Fate was wicked to him, his new family he was born into was a supernatural family, a Werewolf family. A family that loved him more than the human race he fought for ever did. After Human invasion and massacre took treasure he never had in his previous life, his blade now stare in the confusion of his Vengeance. Supernaturals must be killed, but the pain of losing one's love, must be AVENGED... Author's Note: I noticed that no one really captures the true state of confusion and a sense of loss that comes with getting reborn. For most, the protagonist is just flushed into battle. But this Mc is different, the first 80 chapters allows you to understand why he was forced unto his predicament and the reason for the goals and ambitions he develops. I'll be fair, it's a painful read, but bear through it. Rise to the top is incredible, and once its starts, only blood flows till the end....
Dere_Isaac · 349.3K Views

The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid

“Help me, please,” Bella pleaded, grasping his hands. His dark eyes, devoid of warmth, pierced through hers with an unsettling coldness. "Why should I mess with those goons to help you?" he asked callously. “I’ll do anything you say,” she said without thinking, desperate. “Just save me from them.” He demanded something that Bella had never anticipated even in her dreams. A contract marriage! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bella Dawn was already in distress to pay her step father’s debts. To add her misery, her mother was diagnosed with liver disease and needed immediate transplant. Where would she get that much money? Then, like a cruel twist of fate, she accidentally encountered a handsome man, Theodore Reid, the enigmatic CEO of Ace Group. Rumors said that he was a ruthless businessman with a heart as cold as ice. Yet, to Bella, he was kind, rescuing her from the clutches of those who sought to exploit her. She was grateful to him until he demanded something weird, shattering her pervious assumptions. He wanted to marry her. No He wanted a contract marriage. In exchange, he would take care of her mother's treatment and compensate her generously at the end of their arrangement. For Theodore, it was a solution born out of necessity, a means to appease his grandfather's demands for an heir while he searched for the one who had once saved him, his angel. Bella’s appearance reminded him of his savior. So, he offered her a contract marriage. It was a temporary solution to his grandfather’s demand to get an heir until he found his angel. With no other options left, Bella reluctantly agreed to the terms of the contract. But little did she know it would test her resolve and resilience like never before. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Remember one thing, never fall in love with me,” he said, cold and dangerous. Bella gulped, nervous. “What if I do?” A sliver of defiance, a foolish question escaped her lips. She was already attracted to his handsome appearance. He squeezed her jaw and hissed, “You will regret it.” “What if you started liking me?” she dared to ask. He leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. "No chance," he scoffed. "You're not my type." Bella’s heart sank. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You can check my other books. Accidentally Married to Mr. Billionaire - Completed The Billionaire's Sick Wife - Completed Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A tale of love and revenge - Completed. My Ex-Husband Begged Me To Take Him Back - Ongoing, daily updated.
Angelica2511 · 494K Views

Descent to The World of Chaos

Mary, before being known as the Child of Slaughter, was once a weak and sickly orphan from a blue star called Earth. On that humble planet, she was unremarkable—a faceless figure among the countless souls resigned to their quiet and lonely demise. Her life was ordinary, fleeting, and insignificant. But fate had other plans Without warning, Mary was torn from her peaceful world and was thrust into the World of Chaos, a realm of unrelenting chaos and destruction Stripped of the mundane comforts of her former life, she struggled to adapt, clinging to survival with her frail body. Yet no amount of resolve could shield her from the harshness of this new reality Eventually the cruelty of her circumstances broke her, shattering her innocence and forging her into a cold, unyielding machine of war—a tool for survival in a world that demanded blood and sacrifice But even in the abyss, there remained a faint glimmer of hope As Mary encountered Ethan Bright, the Archduke of Dreams. He was the embodiment of perfection—a being feared by the gods and revered by mortals. As the Promised Fifth Celestial, he was destined to bring an end to this madness and become a beacon of hope in a cursed world His very existence gave hope, but hope was never enough. The burning star was eventually extinguished as calamity struck. The world they cherished was reduced to ash, and all they had fought to preserve crumbled Facing the End of Existance, Ethan Bright fell. The Perfect Being, the loving husband, the devoted father–he was no more. What remained was a hollow shell, consumed by guilt and despair. No longer the Archduke of Dreams, he became known as the Sin of Avaritia, a being consumed by insatiable longing and regret In his descent, Ethan embarked on a relentless crusade, hunting monsters and demons with unmatched ferocity. His wrath spared none as he left a trail of ruin in his wake, consumed by his vendetta against the Celestials Allies and friends who sought to save or stop him fell one by one, unable to endure the merciless path he had chosen Through it all, only one remained—Mary. She was the last tether to his shattered humanity, the one constant in his spiral of destruction. She was all he had left to protect, the only reminder of the man he used to be Confronted by the weight of his sins and the irreversible consequences of his actions, Ethan became known as The One Who Wished, a being who chased the impossible—atonement for an irredeemable past. Consumed by regret, he desperately sought a way to undo the damage he had wrought. Every effort proved fruitless, yet he pressed on, clinging to the faintest sliver of hope So at the face of an inevitable end, Ethan made his most desperate and selfish choice. He cursed Mary with a twisted form of immortality, one born of his own shattered dreams and unyielding desire to see her live on. It was a cruel gift, an unbreakable chain tying her to a future that he has failed to protect Though he expected her hatred and though he deserved her scorn, Ethan still dared to hope. Somewhere in the depths of his heart, he wished for her understanding, for her forgiveness. It was a foolish dream, but it was all he had left And so, Mary endured. Iteration after iteration, their destinies unfolded anew. With each cycle, they changed—growing, learning, diverging from the paths once thought inevitable. This time, they would rise to confront the sins of their past, the burdens of their present, and the sinners of countless timelines This time, Mary and Ethan would defy their predetermined fate. As they would face their irredeemable past and carve a new future from the wreckage of despair Though the question remained: Can they finally escape the chains of their shared torment and bring an end to the suffering that had consumed them for so long? Only time would tell ********************* Hello this is my first novel so there will be a lot mistakes but i hope that you will accompany me through this journey
White_With_Light · 10.5K Views

Spared for his amusement

"Stay still." He order. "Foolish girl! You think you can get a free pass from here through death." He said in a mocking tone. In her defense, she said, "I was only trying to save you." "Of course, how could I forget? You are my heroine, but isn’t the heroine supposed to be saving me while I fall, and instead you go to hug death." Sarcasm filled in his words, which didn’t go unnoticed as she slightly glared at him. Though his words were simple, it held something more to it than what it actually seemed. Ignoring the glare, he continued, "At least you could have just knocked it off my hands if you were so persistent on being the hero. But it's not like I wasn’t aware." "What do you mean?" she inquired, her face perplexed. Pointing to his eyes for emphasis. "Nothing ever misses these eyes. I knew it was poisoned, but I was still going to drink it; it couldn't hurt me." a proud smile on his face. A surprised expression took over her face before she said, "You never know what new poison has been created to harm you." His lips curled up. "Are you offering yourself as the poison? Because I would definitely take all of it." ---- Vanessa Storm is a witch without abilities; she escaped from her massacred town only to end up in the grasp of a night creature whose hatred for humans was a mystery to many. Will she be able to escape from this one? King Theodore's hatred for humans didn’t stop him from having his own fun. One would have thought that his hatred came naturally from his being a vampire, but there was more to it than what met the eye. ‘Death’ was something Theodore gave instantly, so why should there be a difference in Vanessa’s case?
Dream10a · 89.8K Views

God's Relic | Conquer the Hardest Dungeon with Ancient Gods' Relics!

A God’s Relic… In a world where ancient deities once walked among mortals, their powerful relics now lie hidden in treacherous dungeons—suddenly appearing in every major city, filled with dangerous monsters from realms of fantasy and myth. These relics offer incredible strength and abilities befitting the entities they represent, but... They may come with dangerous curses that can change—or even ruin—one's life. Thus, while they were sought after, one should be wary of their allure of great power... As it often comes with great curses...! One such foolish adventurer tasted the incredible yet cursed power... Isaac Hunter. An ordinary office worker who dreamed of becoming a renowned adventurer, Isaac longed to explore these dangerous dungeons and seek riches and glory. However, he lacked a dungeon license—a government-mandated requirement to enter these dungeons—and obtaining one was neither easy nor cheap... So, he continued to set aside a portion of his salary, hoping to finally get that license and achieve his goal in the near future... Yet Lady Luck had other plans for him On his way to work, a dungeon entrance suddenly spawned beneath him, and he fell into it. Inside, he faced a fearsome monster from ancient mythology and, against all odds, defeated it. As a reward, he discovered a treasure chest at the dungeon’s end. Within lay a relic from an ancient, powerful god... [Item Acquired: Zeus's Ring of Lightning] [Ability: Lightning Mastery.] [Curse: Extremely High Libido.] Disclaimer: This novel of mine may reference themes of sexual activity and explicit content, but such elements will not be described in explicit detail due to legal restrictions in my country regarding pornographic material.
DemonKingAkuma · 21.6K Views

SHADOWS OF ELDRALORE

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”
Mira_Tenny · 2.6K Views

Re : Life

Ale, the 'Incarnation of an ancient saint', 'An angel', 'The right hand of God', he goes by many names within the people of his duchy. And just like those names suggests, he's a kind, understanding, smart yet down to earth soul, someone you'd look for in times of despair.He was like a Messiah, an example for others to look up to. And he achieved all that within three years. Before that, nobody even acknowledged his existence. Now, you may ask what could've happened three years ago that changed him like this, which gave birth to this hero. To answer your question, it's 'death'. He died. Not three years ago but twenty years into the future. He died twenty years later in the future and then came back to the past, to the beginning of everything, to a time where nothing had gone wrong. He lived a miserable life and died a miserable death. All he wanted was to do was help people and be a good person, but what he received in return was a world of pain, the death of his loved ones and the title of 'The betrayer of humanity'. It was him against the entire world, a life full of misunderstanding. Yet, all he did was helping a wounded soul. He received all that for helping someone he shouldn't have, for befriending someone he should've killed at first site. He befriended a demon. But it was all in the past now. The future he experienced no longer existed. The naïve young master was no longer there. The Ale of present was a person with knowledge, experience and skill unlike no other. And this time, he wasn't going to repeat the mistakes of his past anymore. He wasn't going to walk a road of ignorance and foolishness. This time, what path will he choose? In this second chance, what mistakes will he undo and what enemies will he need to deal with? Will he be able to save his loved ones in this life? And in the end, what will happen to Ale, this man full of unseen scars and wounds? Will he actually be able to heal?
Partim · 171.1K Views

LOCKED OUT OF MY BITCOIN WALLET: HERE'S HOW I GOT IT BACK

There are days when everything seems to go wrong and then there are days like the one I locked myself out of my Bitcoin wallet, which held an astounding $1 million. It started innocently enough. I was trying to change my password to something more “secure.” But in my rush, I mistyped it and confidently told myself, “I’ll remember this.” Famous last words. Hours later, as I stared at my screen, my heart raced. No matter how many combinations I tried, the correct password eluded me. It felt like a nightmare, my financial future dangling by a thread, completely out of my control. Desperate and running out of options, I turned to Digital Resolution Services. I was a ball of nerves as I dialed their number, half-embarrassed and half-terrified. But from the first moment, their team put me at ease. They were kind, professional, and reassuring. Not once did they make me feel foolish for my mistake. Instead, they calmly walked me through their recovery process, explaining how they could help. It was clear from the outset that I was in expert hands. Their team immediately got to work using advanced tools and techniques to tackle the problem. Days passed each feeling like an eternity but I clung to the hope that they would succeed. Then came the call I’d been praying for. They had unlocked my wallet, and my $1 million was safe and sound! Relief, gratitude, and disbelief swept over me all at once. It felt like a second chance, and I knew I’d never forget this experience. If this ordeal taught me anything, it’s the importance of managing passwords carefully. I now double-check every password, store them securely, and use tools to prevent mistakes like this from ever happening again. For anyone facing a similar crisis, I cannot recommend Digital Resolution Services enough. Their expertise and professionalism turned my nightmare into a victory. They’re the best in the business! Contact DIGITAL RESOLUTION SERVICES: WEBSITE: https://digitalresolutionservices.com EMAIL: digitalresolutionservices@myself.com WHATSAPP: +1 (361) 260-8628 Sincerely, Vincent Hughes
Vincenthughes · 188 Views

an In n In wa hi

"I'm just a silly child with an unreachable dream. As a child, I always dreamed of being a Hero, but I went down the wrong path. I now look back at my foolish dream of wanting to be a Hero and saving others. Me, a Hero, what a farce. My sins can never be repented for they were too great." "Hah, don't even get me started on the story about my journey, for it's just a long and painful route to becoming a Diamond." "Power, luxury, worlds we can have all of them, but we can never fully be happy." "Diamond goddess my ass!! What is the use of becoming a powerful being if we can't even Live peacefully?" She turns to look at the child with pink hair and pink eyes. "Would you be interested in knowing who we are?" Iris asked the child. "Yes of course since I'm one too it would be good if I know," Polyra answered shyly and she twisted her hair on her fingertips. "Diamonds were supreme beings that were given to create life and destroy life, also known as world destroyers. They could pass through time and dimensions and create worlds of their own." I said as stars formed around them. "All Diamonds have a Diamond Gem in their body plus we have Diamond-shaped pupils to identify ourselves." "So then are we like cool or something," Polyra asked joyfully. Iris gave her a blank yet sad look, "I wish we were..." "All I know is throughout myself as a Diamond all I've felt was pain, but one thing that keeps me going is to find my sisters." "Diamonds are never free unless we're truly strong, but if we aren't we would be chased for the rest of our days." "What about the rest of the other Diamonds? There must be more people like us, right? Polyra asked nervously. "They're not my problem to deal with," Iris said coldly. "Then why did you save me?" Polyra asked as she stared deep into Iris's lifeless eyes. "Maybe a connection, I don't know." She responded. "Well then Iris if you won't find the rest of the other Diamonds, I will," Polyra stood up proudly. "Hahahaha, fine then have it your way." "Polyra, do you still want to be the Pink Diamond and become my follower?" she asked, stretching out her hand. "How can you also ask such a silly question Iris. You were the one who raised me and I don't care if I become a follower of the Black Diamond Goddess, because you're like a mother to me," she said softly. "Then the whole heavens would hate you dear child. For the Black Diamond shall always be the Diamond to bring calamity, chaos, and evil upon everything…." "And the Diamond war shall begin soon." The cover art isn't mine
Erivva · 41.3K Views
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