Wicked No More Manhwa

Calia is one of the few magically gifted. Recently turned 19, she is forced to attend a magical academy by law and tradition. Betrothed to the son of a powerful noblewoman, she has no choice but to find a way out of her predicament. However, the academy isn’t as straightforward as it seems—devils lurk in the shadows. A special condition plagues her, requiring her to partake in sensual activities to ease her magic. Lewd moments ensue. This story contains many adult elements. Read at your own discretion. What to expect: Developing magic system Conspiratorial politics Sexy moments Lewd scenes Minor Xianxia elements Updates Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays.

[Matured Content] Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. ~ (Excerpt) "You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not" Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him. She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?” “I can think of a thousand ways to kill you," Kraven replied in a velvety voice. "Like first throwing you off-board” Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror. “But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. "Tell me, Isadora" A cold chill crawled down her spine. "If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us" "I'm not like you!" He chuckled lightly. "We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?" "What use could you have of me?" she asked shakily. “Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet” ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Cover is mine!

[ALL CHARACTER 18+!] Kai’s life was nothing but pain and misery—until he decided to end it. Standing on a bridge, ready to jump, he never expected a stranger to intervene. But when they both fell into the icy depths, fate intervened. A mysterious system awakened, granting them both a second chance. Now armed with abilities he doesn’t fully understand, Kai is thrust into a world where justice isn’t black and white. With his newfound powers, he becomes a vigilante, saving those who’ve been broken by the world like he once was. But when his past comes back to haunt him, Kai must confront his deepest fears and darkest enemies, including the bullies who made his life a nightmare. As Kai's journey unfolds, he forms unlikely bonds, discovers hidden truths, and faces impossible choices. Will he rise above his trauma to protect those who depend on him, or will his hatred consume him? In a world full of crime, corruption, and second chances, Kai is determined to deliver his brand of justice—no matter the cost.

"You better stop the fucking prank, woman, and just pick up your phone and call your alpha! Otherwise, I will press the damn button and blow you up," A man with a very ugly-looking scar on his face said menacingly, holding a time bomb remote control in his hand and shaking it back and forth before a woman. In the last moment of her death, Rose looked into her heart and cried bitterly. "If I had a second chance, Rolan, I would never have agreed to marry you. I would never have had hopes in you." _____ On the day of her sister's wedding, Rose found herself thrust into an unexpected role as the bride when her sister failed to show up. Marrying a man who had loved her sister for three years, Rose held onto the fragile hope that he might one day care for her. But her dreams of love quickly crumbled—he ignored her, treated her coldly, and never gave her the attention she longed for. Even at her lowest, when Rose’s life hung by a thread, he was nowhere to be found, choosing instead to enjoy his time with her sister. Rose’s heart shattered as she took her final breath, consumed by betrayal and despair. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her younger self—not before the wedding, but on the very same day she was meant to die. This time, Rose vowed to rewrite her story. She would stop loving him, leave him behind, and refuse to let herself be caught in their web of betrayal again. But the peaceful life Rose planned never came to be. Against all odds, she discovered she was pregnant—carrying his child. Now bound together by this unbreakable link, Rose must face the man she once loved, all while trying to guard her heart. Why is he chasing her now? Why wasn’t he with her sister when she ran away and left him? Why does he seem desperate to win her back when all she wants is to stay far away?

Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief. After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen. Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere. After all, from the moment they met when she was ten, The affectionate man had always treated her like a child. “I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.” For so long, her love for him was unrequited. She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction. Was it because of the long war? The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed. His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar. “This should only be done with someone you love!” “You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.” Eileen was intrigued by this change. And yet, the closer she became with Cesare… She discovered things that defied reason or logic. Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after. “I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.” Everything he did was for her. He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…

As a child with an unattainable dream, I yearned to become a Hero, but I veered off the right path. Looking back, my aspiration to save others was nothing more than a foolish dream. I now realize the magnitude of my sins and the impossibility of atoning for them.

Viennie Ocampo was the victim. It's been years already since she last waste a tear for herself. The past that haunts her, was still alive inside her head. Ringing like a morning bell, and cricketing like crickets at night. Yet, she no longer feared those memories. Instead, she rewatched it again and again inside her nightmares, to keep in mind that when she make her comeback, these memories will served as a fuel to her thirst for revenge. And the most awaited night, the reunion of their batch. They failed me. A lingering thought inside Viennie resides but a smile that helds no brightness, formed on her lips. The night of the reunion were Viennie Ocampo revealed her true self, Vienna Maudine Capulet, laughed like a hungry beast watching them with an eerie smile. "Aren't I your bestfriend? Viennie Ocampo? Why do you look so scared? Smile everyone. We're family, remember?" Her creepy words reached their ears like a deadly warning from hell. Yes, we're family. We're bestfriends, but no more.

My name is Void…that's it. I was named inside a orphanage, but that's not the reason I was named “Void” I was named Void because when I was a child they said my eyes were always empty like a void, and they didn't know what else to name me, so they stuck with it. But enough about my name, let's get into how I was transmigrated to another world. One day, I was in my apartment thinking to myself until I received a phone call. The person who called me was a coworker informing me of the news that everyone in town knew except me, of course. She said that a bright red light would shine from an empty alleyway, then disappear after 10 seconds. She also mentioned people have went missing and being spotted with their limps cut off in the same alleyways the red lights would appear. Now at the time I didn't believe a word she said, but I went along with it. It was probably some kids shining lights while bullying other kids, or just some type of stupid rumor created by some drunk idiot and a drug addict. Since I was around 16 years old, I always thought that I was missing something or that I didn't belong. It was the same feeling people get when you forget something, the second you think about it and try to remember. But this feeling soon disappeared when I encountered the bright red light, which I found out was a portal spawning in an alleyway. After entering the portal I felt as if I was finally getting what I was missing, and I was finally free as if I was a God stuck inside a human's body caged like a wild animal, but finally let out of the torturing cage. “That's right…on the day I made contact with the red portal, I became a God in the making but nonetheless still a God. KEKEKEKEKE…. I'm a God…a God made to destroy… The Voided God…”. Tags- Monsters, Gore, Selfish mc,

Gracie had received life-changing news, determined to start her life afresh, watch how she overcomes several obstacles in her life

The world ushered in an apocalypse. At first, it was humans uniting to drive away the virus, but bit by bit, they still couldn't hold on--a cure wasn't found until Ellis was the last human standing. Perhaps, the gods finally glanced to this abandoned world for the last time and took a pity to the last human creation they had and sent Ellis in a world different from her own. A world of swords and magic, in the body of an orphaned child. "Dad--" "I'm not your father." "Oh--then, you, could you please tell me a bed-time story?" Ellis-- now Ruth--'s mission in this world, is to be a perfectly normal child. Or so she dreamed. [Book cover is drawn by author.] Updates every Tuesdays and Fridays - [currently under editing]

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

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Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

Edward Blake never imagined that death would be the least of his worries. When a tragic accident thrusts him into the pages of Obsidian Chronicles, a manhwa he barely remembered reading, he wakes up as Edward Arclight, the disgraced Duke of a crumbling estate in the mighty Aurelis Empire. Once a powerful family that shaped the empire’s history, the Arclights now hold nothing but a hollow title and a barren land plagued by unrest and debt. The world Edward finds himself in is one of magic intertwined with relics of advanced technology. After an apocalypse a thousand years ago shattered civilization, humanity rebuilt from the ashes, blending ancient tech with powerful magic to forge kingdoms and empires. Yet this fragile society now faces a growing threat—the return of the Demon King, a malevolent being sealed away by ancient heroes during the apocalypse but never truly defeated. Edward’s headache intensifies when he realizes the manhwa’s destined protagonist—the hero meant to lead the charge against the Demon King—doesn’t exist in this version of the story. With no chosen savior and no script to follow, Edward is left with one horrifying conclusion: the responsibility to save the world might fall to him. But Edward Arclight is a duke in name only, and his people, bitter and downtrodden, see him as a symbol of failure. With dwindling resources, fractured alliances, and a land teetering on rebellion, Edward must rise from obscurity to rebuild the legacy of his house. Along the way, he discovers hidden truths about the apocalypse, the origins of the Demon King, and the mysterious artifacts of magic and technology that could hold the key to saving—or dooming—the world. Caught in a web of political intrigue, ancient prophecies, and the looming shadow of annihilation, Edward must rally reluctant allies, outwit his enemies, and awaken the power hidden within his family’s forgotten heritage. In a world where magic and technology collide and destiny has been thrown into chaos, the forgotten duke must rewrite his own fate and face the ultimate question: Can a side character defy fate and become a hero?

Long ago when he was only a little boy the dark lord attacked his town and killed all adult males. He was captured along with his mother and two sisters. One of his sister got separated from them. To keep his remaining family alive he has to fight in the cage and bring profit to his cruel masters. If he ever looses a war then his family dies. So far he has never lost and has been bringing massive profits to his masters. The are happy with him and promised to let go of his sister after 5 more fights. But today he made a grave mistake; he got distracted while fighting. It cost his masters a lot of cash. The distraction was a beautiful girl he has never seen before. His masters punish him by sticking a needle where it hurts the most; his family. In his mind he can only blame the stranger who distracted him. He his devastated and hungry for revenge. How will he ever attain freedom or his much desired vengeance?

With just three sentences, you convinced the Paladin to spend five thousand Gold Coins for you. You truly are a master of the Undead who thoroughly understands human nature! … "Respected Master Amberser, after our review by the editors at 'Legendary Spells' Publishing, we regret to inform you that your paper 'Research on the Non-Humanoid Form Modification of Undead Creatures' is unsuitable for publication in our monthly magazine. We suggest that you submit your work to a magical academic journal with less stringent review requirements." A burst of ghostly blue flame erupted from the tips of fingers, reducing the rejection letter. "Damn it! You bastards are purely discriminating against liches, discriminating against undead magic!!!" "Drop dead!"

"Great Mr. Chen Yu, having been successfully elected as the leader of the human race last night, do you have anything you'd like to say to the whole world?" Chen Yu got out of bed, bewildered and still undressed, "I don't know, I just woke up...” …

Evangeline, The Angle Who was about to enter the Gate of Connection between heaven and hell but before she could do so, she saw a couple of Warrior Angels flying towards her and can reach her in just a monent and seeing them flying, Evangeline too felt an urge to fly and just then beautiful white wings came out of her spine and she reached the Gate of Connection by flying but not before getting hit by an arrow on her right leg below her ass although she had seen who it was that harmed her but she had already entered the gate of connection. "AND THE SWEET LITTLE ANGLE COULDN'T KEEP HER EYES OFF THE DEVIL"

The world was once a peaceful place. Different species live in their own worlds having their own mythical stories of the kinds they had never met before. But what if one day, the creatures you thought were just a myth existed... and they're right in front of you? What do you think? Are they good? Are they bad? "You're wrong mother, they're neither good nor bad... They're devils... And the devils are bound to be thrown into the deepest depths of hell. "

Wag ka sanang mangangako kung iiwan mo lang din ako - Joyce Ho

Eight strangers. One daylight heist. No way out. When a bank robbery spirals out of control, a crew of misfits must navigate betrayal, chaos, and their own demons to survive. With the police closing in, hostages slipping from their grasp, and a mysterious employer pulling strings from the shadows, trust shatters and alliances fray. As tensions rise and escape seems impossible, each decision could mean life, death, or a shot at freedom. In this relentless thriller, the only certainty is that no plan survives the moment it begins.

In a quiet rural village, beneath the facade of a picture-perfect farming family, 11-year-old Jargon endures a torment that has shattered his innocence. Labeled "evil" by his abusive father and forced to carry the blame for his family's unraveling, Jargon has grown up knowing only pain, anger, and despair. His once-cherished memories of love, symbolized by the toys his mother gave him, now lie in ruins—just like his hope. But Jargon is no ordinary child. Beneath his scars lies a burning resolve to take control of his life, no matter the cost. If the world insists on calling him evil, then he will embrace the title and show them the power it holds. As his hatred festers and his will strengthens, Jargon embarks on a dark and unpredictable journey to uncover the truth behind his family’s collapse and reclaim his destiny. What is good? What is evil? And when a child is pushed to the brink, where will his choices lead him? "Wicked Child" is a gripping tale of resilience, revenge, and the thin line between victim and villain.

this is a story of an scientist creating something he doesnt want to ares is an scientist that proved that the dreams we see are conected to other dimensions or timelines, as he gets an idea of one of his dreams his idea is far from reality but somehow works. the experiment backlashes at ares and he creates something he shouldnt have, his creation is unbarable to human minds, as they explore it they come along life lessons, pyscological updates and existencial crisis he never should created it and now should destroy his own creation. side note: this book you are looking at right now is under developement and the first chaper is merely the start point for you to decide if its interesting or not. feel free to check my other book and keep in mind they are under developement and fastly written, there is only story and there exists severly writing errors.

WARNING WARNING WARNING!!! THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN DISTURBING THINGS IF YOUR MENTAL PROWESS ISN'T STRONG THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU. WARNING WARNING WARNING!!! THIS IS MY OWN STORY I OWN ALL RIGHTS ACCEPT FOR THE PICTURES I WILL USE FOR THE CHARACTERS. ____________________________________ Jake, Your average 33 year old Gangster was Driving home From the gym only to die from lack of Sleep in The Car, how Will he live in a World of a Dark Smutty Manhwa. ___________________________________ Jake: that's Not how I Fucking died Author: shut the fuck up the synopsis is only for Show Jake: yeah right Author: -_-