Ragna Crimson Opening

Set in a world were true virtual reality has just been released for a game named Laurel. Our young protagonist excitedly jumps at the opportunity to try it. He embarks into this new world, but after a short gaming session, another player leads him to his death. Unfortunately, his Vr device is defective and fries his brain, trapping his mind in the servers of Laurel. But instead of roaming onto eternity, his virtual body is brought back through a monster's piercing fangs giving his body new life as an undead bloodseeker. Follow the young Zabe as he tries to survive in this cruel world and fit in this new vampiric hierarchy. The first chapter is information packed as I tried to capture the experience of jumping in a new world\game! I made the vampire race supernatural, no "You cant enter unless I invite you". You'll find out more if you read it but weaknesses like that don't make sense. So they aren't included. Ill also try to find logical reasons for certain things, like why they drink blood and why silver hurts them. Feedback would be appreciated as this is my first written novel!

Crimson Bloom: Ascend In the final semester before the world starts to die, Aria Solenne lives a life defined by quiet repetition — university lectures she half - listens to, a dusty bookstore that smells like old ink and loneliness, and vivid dreams she can never quite remember when she wakes. But everything shifts the night she locks eyes with Selene Virelle — a former soldier with cold fire in her veins and a gaze that sees straight through the lies Aria doesn’t know she’s telling herself. What Aria doesn’t realize is this: she already died once. In a previous timeline, the Council — the so - called protectors of balance — feared what she was becoming. They killed her before she could awaken. Selene remembers that. She was there, standing too far, running too late. That loss shattered her, until she made a deal with a goddess for a second chance. Now, Selene has been sent back — not just to protect Aria, but to change the ending. This time, Aria isn’t just the girl caught in the storm. She is the storm. Beneath her human exterior lies an ancient bloodline — part vampire, part succubus, part something older. A lineage traced through forgotten gods and sealed in forbidden magic. Her awakening draws the attention of beings who no longer believe in mercy — Variants bred in labs and nightmares, divine predators from broken mythologies, and five very different women bound to her fate by blood, love, or obsession. There’s Nova Caelin, the lightning - born hacker with chaos in her laugh and rebellion in her bones. Iris Vale, a war - hardened photojournalist whose camera lens hides an obsession she can’t speak aloud. Lys Amaranthe, a gentle healer haunted by violence, who would shatter herself to keep Aria whole. Elara Nyx, a fallen pop idol with a velvet voice and a siren’s fire, whose devotion has crossed the line into beautiful madness. And then there’s Athena — goddess of strategy, Aria’s first lover from a fractured dimension, who molded Aria’s strength in secret dreams and gave her blood to awaken her. Trapped by Olympus, Athena still finds cracks in the veil to return, again and again, to the girl she once vowed to make a god. As cities fall and the line between divinity and monstrosity begins to blur, Aria stands at the center of something none of them can control. Desire. Power. Rebirth. The women who surround her are not just allies — they are mirrors to her own evolution, and the weapons she may wield or destroy. This isn’t just the end of the world. This is Aria’s bloom. Crimson for the blood she’ll spill. Bloom for what she’ll become. Together — divine, terrifying, unstoppable.

Jackie a normal 17 year-old high school student whos life got turned upside down.

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend In a modern world where cities still glitter and phones still ring, something ancient is stirring beneath the surface — quiet at first, like a whisper behind mirrors, a mutation in the static. But the apocalypse doesn’t arrive with fire and thunder. It blooms. Slowly. Crimson and inevitable. Aria Solenne is just trying to finish college. Her days are filled with lectures, her nights tucked between shelves at a fading bookstore. She dreams of stranger things — forests that breathe, voices in thunder, a touch that feels older than her skin. Then she meets Selene Virelle. Selene is a former soldier with ice in her veins and secrets buried deeper than bone. Her presence is magnetic, her touch cold but reverent — and her eyes hold a grief Aria doesn’t understand. What Aria doesn’t know is that she already died… once. In a timeline erased by divine hands, Aria was killed by the very Council that now pretends to protect humanity. Selene had failed her then — but not again. Reforged by a deal with Aphrodite, gifted a second chance, Selene returns to this life with a single purpose: protect Aria, no matter the cost. But Aria is changing. Something inside her is waking — something dark, divine, and dangerously seductive. Her bloodline is not entirely human. It’s part succubus, part vampire, and entirely marked by the kind of power gods once feared. As the world around her fractures — people vanishing, monsters evolving, cities swallowed by silence — Aria becomes the eye of a storm that could unmake everything… or save it. And she’s not alone. Five women are drawn to her — each powerful, each impossibly different, and each tied to Aria in ways she doesn’t yet understand. Nova Caelin, the lightning-born hacker who burns brighter than she should and falls harder than she admits. Iris Vale, a war-scarred photojournalist who sees truth in shadows and wants Aria with a hunger she won’t speak. Lys Amaranthe, a healer who wields wind and devotion, her love quiet but unyielding — ready to break just to hold Aria together. Elara Nyx, a siren in velvet, a former idol whose voice bends fire and minds alike — obsessed, devoted, dangerous. And far away, behind veils of memory and myth, waits Athena — Aria’s first lover, reborn through dreams and divine fragments, who gave her blood to awaken what slumbers in Aria’s veins. As everything begins to collapse, Aria is no longer just a girl with strange dreams. She’s becoming something else — a force of divine hunger, love, ruin, and choice. And each woman drawn to her must decide: will they save her, worship her… or be destroyed by her? Because the end isn’t coming. It’s already blooming — in crimson.

Once a symbol of hope, Ryco now walks the edge of darkness — betrayed, broken, and burning for vengeance. With only the mysterious power of Void and a list of names to cross out, he’ll stop at nothing to crush the Prestigious Eight… even if it means becoming the monster they claim he is.

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Bibirku terkatup rapat. Ekspresiku bersih. Seolah tak tahu arti sorot matanya yang kini lebih tajam dari sebelumnya. Jari-jarinya mengusap pelan sepanjang rahangku. Gerakannya tenang. Terukur. Terlalu hati-hati untuk disebut sayang. “Lugu sekali,” bisiknya nyaris tanpa suara. “Nafasmu... tidak berubah. Detak jantungmu pun stabil.” Ia menunduk. Bibirnya menyentuh kulit di bawah telingaku. Hangat. Tapi tidak menggoda. Hanya pengalihan. “Mata ini... tak berbohong. Tapi mereka juga... tidak sepenuhnya jujur, kan?” Tangan kirinya bergerak ke punggungku. Menelusuri tulang belikat, lalu turun pelan ke pinggang—dan berhenti. Ia diam di sana. Seperti sedang memastikan sesuatu. “Apakah kamu tahu...” lanjutnya, suaranya melembut namun menggigit, “...dari semua orang yang pernah melihat sisi gelapku... hanya kamu yang tidak lari.” Aku masih diam. Hanya berkedip sekali lagi. Lalu tersenyum tipis. “Memangnya kenapa aku harus lari?” Suaraku ringan. Seperti bercanda. Dan aku menambahkan tawa kecil yang nyaris seperti embusan napas. Ia tidak tertawa balik. Tatapannya masih dalam. Tangannya tetap menyentuh pipiku—dingin, beraroma logam dan kulit. Lalu aku... ...tersenyum. Tulus. Aku bangkit sedikit dari duduk, mengangkat wajahnya pelan dengan kedua tangan, lalu mencium pipinya. Ciuman itu tak meninggalkan bekas, hanya suara kecil: chu — terdengar manis, polos. Hampir seperti anak kecil yang ingin menunjukkan kasih sayang. “Oh! Kamu pasti lelah?” ucapku ringan. “Malam ini aku cuma buat sup ikan, yang potongannya... agak kacau.” Tanganku menarik ujung bajunya. Pelan. Manja. Membawanya agar berada tepat di atasku. Aku merebahkan tubuhku perlahan ke kasur, tapi kaki masih menapak lantai. Pandanganku tak lepas darinya—melihat dari bawah, dari posisi paling rapuh. “Tapi jangan tanya kenapa potongannya jelek banget…” lanjutku sambil terkikik kecil. “Soalnya tadi pisaunya—” “Pisaunya?” Ia memotong. Suaranya datar. Aku mengangguk pelan. Mataku masih cerah. “Iya, pisaunya berat banget! Kamu beli dari mana, sih? Tajam, serem, tapi keren. Kayak... pisau yang dipakai pembunuh berantai! Hihi~” Beberapa detik, ekspresinya berubah. Bukan marah. Bukan terganggu. Tapi... ada sesuatu di sana. Seolah pikirannya baru saja menabrak kenangan yang seharusnya terkunci rapat. Lalu dengan nada tetap tenang, ia berkata: “Jangan pakai pisau itu lagi. Kau bisa saja terluka.” Jarinya menyusup ke rambutku, lembut tapi dingin. “Besok aku akan memberimu yang lain. Yang lebih... cocok untuk tanganmu.” Lalu bibirnya kembali turun. Ke leherku. Awalnya terasa geli. Tapi cepat berubah menjadi sesuatu yang lebih dalam dari sekadar sentuhan canggung. Nafas kami mulai tak beraturan. Tubuhnya berat di atas tubuhku, membuat ranjang berderit setiap kali ia bergerak. —Novel ini juga tersedia dalam terjemahan bahasa Inggris dengan judul yang sama.

Aqua has been through hell and back. After losing everything—her family, her home, and her entire race to the hands of a ruthless supreme deity, you’d think she’d be broken. But she’s not one to back down easily. After decades of relentless fighting, she finally manages to take down that cruel god. Just when she thinks she’s won, he pulls one last trick and hurls her into a totally new world, packed with even more dangers and challenges than she ever imagined. Now, Aqua has to navigate this strange place, face new threats, and find a way to rebuild her life all over again. It’s a wild ride of resilience and rebirth. Will she rise to the occasion, or will this new adventure prove to be her greatest challenge yet? - Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Okram333 - - Discord: https://discord.gg/FKE5BeWYWc -

A virus swept across the globe, turning the infected into grotesque, fast-moving, intelligent variants of zombies. Cities collapsed. Now, isolated factions and scavenger groups survive in ruins.

"In a world where beauty is both a blessing and a curse, love is never simple." Beneath the twin moons of Aerthrial, ancient bloodlines weave secrets that can topple empires. Two souls, bound by a forgotten past, awaken to find themselves trapped in a game of fate. As kingdoms burn and cold snow turns crimson, their love becomes both weapon and weakness. He was born to rule the light. She was born from the embers of shadow. But neither can escape the scars of their past lives—nor the love that keeps haunting them.

Leo, the great-grandson of the legendary Pirate King Wolf, feels the call of a forgotten legacy. Driven by duty and an adventurous spirit, he embarks on an epic journey to assemble a unique crew. Together, they will face formidable challenges, unleash Leo's hidden power, and forge a new destiny, proving that true freedom and friendship can change everything!

In a world where blood is currency and power is everything, two vampire women are bound by fate, betrayal, and a centuries-old curse. Crimson-haired and cruelly beautiful, Lady Essence was once a feared noblewoman with a secret: she remembers her past life and the novel she landed herself in. When she awakens in her latest reincarnation, she's drawn to a sharp-dressed, sharp-tongued stranger with jet-black hair Heir, Akira a mysterious vampiress with secrets that could unravel empires. But Akira hates her. As old enemies resurface and divine forces stir in the shadows, Essence must choose between reclaiming the power she lost or rewriting her destiny. A dark sapphic fantasy where villainy is seductive, love is dangerous, and power always comes at a price.

Leo yanked open the door to his cramped, moldy bathroom, needing to pee in the middle of the night. But instead of a leaky faucet and a cracked toilet, he found himself staring into a vast, sun-drenched forest full of impossible colors and towering, alien trees. "What the fuck," he whispered to the silent, beautiful wilderness. "Now what? Should I... should I pee here?"

Elia wakes up every night in a silent town where time seems frozen. No people, no sounds just the same house across the street and a scream that breaks the quiet at exactly 3:33 a.m That scream belongs to her past a memory she’s tried to bury but can’t escape. Now, for the first time in years, the door to that house is open To move forward, Elia must face the darkness she’s spent a lifetime running from. But some doors, once opened, don’t close easily

Every century, an ancient curse demands a binding—a mortal and a vampire joined by blood and fate. Beneath the Crimson Moon Love, betrayal, and ancient blood secrets... In a world where vampires, witches, and wolves maintain an uneasy peace beneath a cursed moon, old wounds are beginning to bleed again. Kaelen never asked to bear the weight of a broken covenant — one sealed with stolen blood and ancient betrayal. But as the Crimson Moon approaches, whispers of sabotage, forbidden magic, and unfinished war echo through the shadows. A witch with vengeance in her heart. A ritual that must not fail. And a truth that could shatter the fragile balance between realms. As enemies rise and loyalties are tested, Kaelen must face the past his people buried — and the girl fate won’t let him forget. Will love redeem the darkness in his blood, or will the curse consume everything in its path? Perfect for fans of slow-burn fantasy romance, supernatural tension, and stories where peace is just another kind of war. This story will keep your heart racing until the last drop of blood is spilled. If the ritual fails,the realms will fall–– and this time,no blood will be enough to seal the breach.

In the forgotten corner of the empire lies Emerald Ridge City, a place where spiritual energy is thin and ambition thinner. Here, the weak are trampled beneath the boots of the three clans clawing for scraps of power. In this city lives Lian Xue, a blind girl born into the Lian Clan. She is a girl considered a burden to her family name and deemed worthless in all aspects. Her life only becomes worse when her family informs her of her engagement to Young Master Jin. He is a lecherous, cruel heir to a merchant-cultivator clan. The match is nothing more than a transaction. The Jin Clan seeks access to the Lotus Palm, a modest art that, while dismissed by the greater world, happens to be the strongest technique in a city as insignificant as Emerald Ridge. The Lian Clan, desperate to improve its fortunes and end years of grudges, sees the marriage as a way to secure an answer to both problems. Lian Xue is simply the price. An unwanted girl offered up for convenience. Shattered by the news, Lian Xue ventures into the Emerald Mountains with only one wish: that some lurking beast will end her wretched life. Either fortunately or unfortunately for her, fate had other plans. She discovers a pool of blood, one that will change her life forever. What begins as a struggle to survive soon becomes the first step on a path paved with treachery, sect wars, ancient secrets, and the endless hunger of powers that were never meant for mortal hands. With every drop of blood she claims, the question grows sharper: Is Lian Xue mastering these dark powers… or are they mastering her? In a world where strength is truth and the heavens turn a blind eye, the blind maiden will make them all see through the veil of crimson she weaves.

Caught between breathtaking romance, unravelling mysteries, and being tasked with a mission, Myles must navigate a world where nothing is as it seems. What begins as an adventure into the unknown soon becomes a battle for survival, love, and the truth behind his very existence. Will Myles embrace the path set before him, or will the forces at play tear him away from the world—and the woman—he is beginning to fall for?

When struggling photographer Amira Lewis receives a mysterious last-minute offer to shoot a private bridal session in Montenegro, she sees it as a lifeline—one job that could turn her luck around. The pay is too good to be true, and the instructions are cryptic. But desperate times call for desperate chances. Upon arriving at a secluded, fog-covered estate, Amira finds herself in a world unlike any she’s ever known—one where the bride never speaks, the staff hides behind stiff smiles, and the walls echo with secrets no one dares to explain. Each room she enters feels like a trap. Each photo she captures reveals more than what’s visible to the eye. Then comes the warning: “They didn’t tell you about the others, did they?” As the lines blur between reality and nightmare, Amira must unravel the truth behind the estate, the wedding, and the real reason she was brought here. She thought she was hired to capture memories. But someone—or something—is watching her every move. And not everyone invited to this wedding gets to leave.

In a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, where vampires reign and power is dictated by the color of your eyes, Selene was never meant to exist. While silver, gold, and black eyes mark noble ranks, hers burn crimson — a color cursed by history, feared by nobles, and whispered to be the bloodline of the long-dead Crimson Witch. The Council watches her every move, waiting for her to slip, to prove the prophecy true — that she is the danger they’ve always feared. But Selene isn’t interested in fitting into their fragile society. She's bold. She's dangerous. She's done playing by their rules. As palace schemes deepen, old enemies resurface, and forbidden alliances form, Selene finds herself caught in a dangerous web of power, betrayal, and forbidden desire — especially when she crosses paths with a mysterious man who should be her enemy… but might become her greatest temptation. In a world where love is deadly and power is everything, can Selene rewrite the fate written in her cursed blood — or will the Crimson Heir fall like those before her?

Once, The highly respected heiress of the Xuan Manor, Ye Liuyue was framed, betrayed, and cast aside. Executed by the man she loved and the sister she raised. But death was only the beginning. Reborn in her sixteen year old body, Ye Liuyue vows to reclaim her name, unravel every lie, and make her enemies pay tenfold. With the mind of a cold blooded assassin and the knowledge of her past, she forges her new path. But fate tangles her destiny with Mo Tianxie, the enigmatic and feared Demon Prince, known for his merciless ways and rumored dark bloodline. Cold, calculating, and revered across the realms, Mo Tianxie rules with absolute authority. No one dares defy him……until her. She wants vengeance. He wants her. Together, they become a force that defies empires.

Yue Miryu has lived nineteen lives, each one ending in betrayal, war, or death. He is reborn eborn again in his twentieth incarnation as a seventeen-year-old prince, Yue carries the full weight of thousands of years of memory. He still remembers the power he once had, the empires he built and destroyed, and the single person he could never forget… Mei Asahrah… the woman he once loved, and the one who killed him. But this time, something is different. He is not the only one who remembers. As Yue and Mei are thrown together again in a deadly competition to earn the Favor of a legendary Grandmaster, fate begins to unravel in unexpected ways. Old wounds resurface, secrets buried across centuries come to light, and a darker truth begins to emerge that Yue’s path to destruction was never truly his choice. Someone has been manipulating his fate all along. Now, with a chance to change the future, Yue must decide: will he take the same road again and again… chasing the immortality and control he once believed were the only answers to endless betrayal, or will he finally rewrite the story, and try to achieve the ending he once wished for in his very first life?

When you survive a vampire attack, you kind of expect that to be the highlight of you life. I mean, I did, when I saw that vampire when I was thirteen. That makes going through the rest of your life somewhat boring, assuming nothing will top a random experience you had when you were a kid. Now, I'm in college. I can't help a feeling that I'm very, VERY incorrect in assuming it'll be an uneventful walk in the park. Wish me luck.

Crimson Fate In the kingdom of Veridion, crimson eyes are a curse — marking those destined for the throne, and sealing their doom before they can claim it. Duke Lucien D’Aragon, the last Crimson Carrier, now stands at the edge of ruin: blinded, betrayed, and hunted by those who fear the power in his blood. Isadora was ready for a simple date, slipping on an ancient bracelet that she borrowed from the museum — never imagining it would tear her from her world and hurl her centuries into a kingdom ruled by magic, ancient bloodlines, and brutal tradition. In Veridion, Lucien is more than a legend. A cold, undefeated general feared for his crimson eyes. He trusts no one.Until her. Isadora — a woman from another dimension he cannot comprehend, with fire in her soul and a heart unwilling to bow to the cruel fate of his world. Their meeting ignites a chain of events that could unravel kingdoms, awaken cursed legacies, and defy a destiny written in blood. Some fates are forged in darkness. Some hearts refuse to be broken. And some stories were never meant to follow the rules.

She’s the heiress to a billion-dollar empire. He’s the kingpin of the underground. When Alina Hart, daughter of one of the world’s richest CEOs, is kidnapped in a staged ransom that goes wrong, she finds herself entangled in the world of Luca Moretti—the cold, ruthless mafia heir who has secrets darker than night. But Luca didn’t plan on her wit. Her laughter. Her fire. And Alina never expected the devil to have dimples. In a world built on blood, lies, and loyalty, can love be more than just another dangerous deal?

When a failed sting operation exposes a dangerous crime syndicate, two people— one cop, the other a member of a organization crime — become entangled in a deadly game of power, corruption, and revenge.

[NoCP] [Sound Cultivator + alchemist] [Hiatus, the Author until now didn't update their story yet. I will continue it when the Author upload new chapter] === Chen Jinshu, a modern woman, reborn into a cultivation world—only to wake up as the second daughter of a widow in the prestigious Chen Clan. Her 'past' self almost died in agony after swallowing a "Beauty Awakening Pill," desperate to win a political marriage for the family’s benefit. But Jinshu has no interest in being a pawn. While the clan’s female cultivators vie for the marriage alliance, she rejects their offers and dedicates herself to the path of cultivation. While others play, she trains. While they scramble for resources, she masters alchemy. Born with a mediocre triple-spiritual root, she’s written off as slow… until her crimson birthmark—a hidden treasure—awakens. A mystical lotus petal fused to her soul, it enhances her physique and grants unparalleled insight—at a price. To grow stronger, she must consume rare spiritual materials to fuel its power. In a world where women are expected to climb through marriage, Chen Jinshu forges her own destiny. Who needs a husband when you can have immortality? If you like my 'work' you can help me by giving donation on my Ko-fi https://ko-fi.com/rikhi