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The Bastard’s Inferno

In the fractured kingdom of Veridion, where thrones are built on lies and loyalty is measured in blood, Kael Varynth—the unacknowledged bastard son of a crumbling noble house—carves his path through a world of smoke and shadow. Denied his birthright and raised in the gutters of Eldervale, Kael masters the art of survival: seduction, subterfuge, and the cold calculus of power. But when his legitimate half-brother dies under mysterious circumstances, Kael seizes the chaos to claw his way into the viper’s nest of Veridion’s aristocracy. The Hollow King rots on his obsidian throne, and three factions vie to control the dying realm: The Dawn Pact, zealots who preach purity while hoarding secrets. The Shadow Magnates, merchant lords who trade gold for souls. The Bloodsworn, fanatics resurrecting an ancient prophecy of “purifying flame.” Kael plays all sides, exploiting their greed and dogma. He manipulates his drunken father, Lord Cedran, into becoming a pawn; seduces Mira, a razor-tongued tavern wench with ties to rival House Kaelthar; and bargains with Seraphine, a Dawn Pact operative whose faith masks a thirst for vengeance. But his greatest weapon is his mind—a talent for turning enemies against one another, leaving them to bleed out while he claims their spoils. When Kael uncovers a plot to control the Iron Pass, the kingdom’s lifeline of trade and secrets, he ignites a proxy war between the Bloodsworn and House Kaelthar. Yet shadows from his past resurface: a hooded woman with a dagger’s smile, a childhood scar that burns in the presence of flame, and whispers that the Bloodsworn’s new prophet knows his true name. As alliances fracture and cities burn, Kael must decide whether to crown himself king of the ashes or be consumed by the inferno he’s unleashed. But in Veridion, trust is a currency no one can afford—not even the Bastard of Varynth. Themes: Ambition vs. Identity, The Corruption of Power, The Cost of Survival Tone: Gritty, suspenseful, morally gray, with visceral political machinations and simmering tension. Series Arc: A sprawling saga of betrayal, war, and twisted desire, where every victory demands a sacrifice, and the line between hero and villain is written in ash. Let me know if you’d like to adjust the tone, focus, or key plot points!
NomadicNarrator · 233 Views

BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.
Anna_Baibe · 20.2K Views

Threads of Crimson and Gold

New trope (please try it, rewritten on 24.01.2024): Micheal von Shelb, a lazy genius with a penchant for offbeat inventions, wakes up to a brutal truth: he’s a side character in a multiverse of twisted romantic dramas where his family, future children, and even his legacy are casually erased by power-hungry authors. With Magda, his intelligent and no-nonsense wife (who’s also a supporting character in a “switched at birth” melodrama), Micheal vows to save their lives, protect their future, and rebuild the Empire through innovation and sheer audacity. Whether he's dodging political plots, perfecting horseless carriages, or making alliances with beastmen, Micheal has one goal: to carve a space where he and Magda can thrive, far from the claws of a cruel narrative. But the fate has other plans. As ancient rivalries between archmages, devils, and mythical creatures like mermaids resurface, Micheal’s quiet dream spirals into chaos. With wit sharper than a rapier and an unstoppable resolve, Micheal proves that even a side character can rewrite the script. Between inventing futuristic solutions and saving the day, Micheal’s true mission is impressing Magda, who may or may not be secretly stalking him from the foyer. Meanwhile, Micheal himself adjusts his routine to catch glimpses of Magda while pretending not to care. An average day in their life: 1:00 PM: Magda: “I must be punctual to observe my husband training in the garden—from my foyer, of course.” 1:15 PM: Micheal: “Must finish the training early to sneak a peek at my wife reading in her study—from the dining hall window. Definitely not creepy.” With its blend of humor, heartfelt romance, and action-packed multiverse chaos, Breaking the Multiverse is a read for those who enjoy clever protagonists, daring inventions, and a relationship that's equal parts banter and devotion—NO HAREM, just one unforgettable wife. The first volume is for the general audience, the second volume is for people who prefer to sip wine as they read. You can start reading from the second volume of you find the first volume too boring. ----- There are three couples: ML (genius, stalker) x FL (prodigy, stalker) 2ML (soldier) x 2FL (knight) 3ML (soldier) x 3FL (a court lady)
Ryha · 27.7K Views

The Wandering Samurai and his Beloved General (BL)

"In Qiyuan, kissing is an act of mutual surrender. To ask for a kiss is to ask someone to be yours, while offering yourself in return. On that note, making love is a common practice and is regarded as deeply romantic." —Book 1 of Romances in Qiyuan— Haruki had no memories prior to his awakening. With only his black katana and his name to ground him in an identity, he lived through every encounter on pure instinct and a great deal of luck. But it wasn't until he locked eyes with Lanling, those sky-blue orbs gazing at him with the stillness of a lake, that he believed his luck had finally peaked. Shamelessly, he integrated into General Lanling Cheng's army, finding the man even more pleasing to his eyes the longer he watched over him. But as Haruki learned more about his new idol, he began to realize just how deep their connection ran, how precious the memories stolen from him were, and how deeply he loved this man. No matter how many times his mind was wiped clean, his feelings seemed to cross beyond the boundaries of memory, for he had long branded the image and name of Lanling Cheng into the very depths of his soul. He could only hope for a day when the curse that plagued them—this curse that relentlessly tested their love—would finally be shattered, and they could live on with their lives in peace. ~#~#~#~#~#~ [Volumes Synopsis] —Volume 1 [1-50] Amidst the war between the Silver Dragons and the Black Pythons, familiar faces and voices seemed to emerge from nowhere, as though fate itself were playing a cruel game, tugging relentlessly at Haruki’s mind—almost desperate to make him remember his past. But to Haruki, the most important thing was meeting and shamelessly flirting with the general, so he couldn’t care less. Besides, Lanling had told him not to remember, and who was he to disobey his future wife? —Volume 2 [51-145] Haruki and his friends find themselves in a typical isekai setting! At least, that's what Haruki originally thought. But soon, he realized the waters in the palace ran deep, and his connection to whatever schemes were brewing here stretched all the way back to before he even came to... Earth? So, he's a local? Oh, and there’s that Lanling Cheng… Haruki: ...God, why is he so hot? —Volume 3 [146~300] Lanling lost his best friend… his boyfriend… his fated lover. And the loneliness brought by the sudden emptiness gripped his heart every day, almost driving him mad, scorching anyone who dared touch his reverse scale. But just as he gave up dodging the oncoming claws of a chimera, the wind swept him away—into a familiar embrace. Haruki had come back. With a new identity, a new family, and a new… fiancé?! Lanling was in tatters. How had his boyfriend become someone else’s fiancé?? Determined to win him back, he appoints Haruki as his knight, keeps him by his side at all times, and climbs into his bed at night… ~#~#~#~#~#~ —30 priv chaps next month ^_^ —2 chs/day [12PM GMT-6] or [2AM GMT+8] [M]—Mature Content Contact: https://discord.gg/cMqPN7WVbf CoverArt: Mint Tea @minttea5 Best Unca Consultant: Zeriq Haruk [for worldbuilding]
Tsukiyu · 115.8K Views

An Extra’s Tale

"Compassion. Tell me, what is compassion? Is it a virtue? Or a weakness? A sign of naivety, or wisdom? Or is it one of those ideals that treads the line of ruin and preservation, an unfathomable ideal who's understanding surpasses the mortal mind; only being truly understood by the gods. Mortals struggle with it, wielding compassion like a sword from which they use by holding its blade not handle..." Growing up Reshi never lived a good life. His life had either been bad or worse, or sometimes just bad waiting to happen. Then life decided to crank it up a notch. His family died. Then he died. Then he got slapped by a deity and wacked into the world of his new favourite novel. Here perhaps you maybe thinking he was living a life of riches. Was he the main character? Was he living a life of riches and joy? Was he gifted cheats and powers beyond belief? Was he a cool extra, loved by others and leading a simple life, only being unfortunately dragged into the plotline due to his outstanding moral. Well, partially. He definitely wasn't loved. Not when he transmigrated into the body of Arthur Gravewalker. The Son of the Duke on the modern world of Pandora where humans settled after leaving Earth hundreds of years ago. He was a minor antagonist, not even one that appeared in the main story, with at least a couple of chapters outlining his villainous ways! No, he was some antagonist used to spice up the past of one of the main cast during a flashback scene in the book. So peace was a thing Reshi wouldn't find even in this life. No, he'd have to work for it. Fight for it, give everything he had to suffer and claw to strength, so that finally. He might actually be able to live in peace.
WritingPandora · 9.4K Views

Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits - and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks. In the beginning, Quinlan was painfully weak and alone but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3 ... Disclaimer: I'd received a few complaints from some readers that my MC is not a real villain, and I have to agree; if you're looking for some complete psycho MC who burns random farmer villages down just for fun then don't read. The MC is a ruthless man who does evil things from time to time, but only to his enemies or those he considers to be true scum. He gains no joy from tormenting strangers. Also don't read if you want a story about buying s*x slaves and r*ping them, that doesn't happen in this novel. He will treat the women he wants to be with as if they were normal people, whether they're slaves or not.
NecroBin · 2.1M Views

my beast change system

Nate’s POV: The Beast Awakens The burning started in my chest—subtle at first, like a dull ache, but it quickly spread like wildfire. My vision blurred, and every nerve in my body screamed. Not now. Not here. I stumbled back, gripping my arms as the pain intensified. It felt like something inside me was tearing free, clawing its way to the surface. My breath came in ragged gasps, and the world around me dimmed. "Nate, stay with me!" Leona’s voice barely registered through the storm raging in my head. The heat surged, and with it, a primal force I couldn’t contain. My skin prickled, muscles twisting and bones cracking as fur erupted along my arms. My hands... no, claws now, dug into the dirt. My nails were black, curved, and razor-sharp. A deep, guttural growl escaped my throat, one I didn’t recognize as my own. "Nate!" Leona yelled again, stepping closer. Brave, or stupid. Maybe both. I lifted my head, locking eyes with her. Her fear hit me like a wave—but behind it, there was something else. Trust. “Stay back,” I growled, my voice layered with something... inhuman. My lips curled back, revealing sharp teeth. The beast wanted out. It wanted blood. But I wasn’t ready to give it everything. Not yet. With a shuddering breath, I forced myself to stand, claws flexing, muscles coiled like steel. I could feel the strength surging through me—powerful, untamed, and deadly. "You wanted a monster," I snarled, glaring at the enemy ahead. "You’ve got one." ---
Luthendo_Muleya · 658 Views

Sovereign of the Devouring Abyss

The world is governed by the System, an omnipotent force that dictates reality, bestowing power upon chosen individuals, granting them Classes, Paths, and Skills to combat the monstrous horrors that emerge from the Rifts. Hunters-humanity's champions-rise through the ranks, seeking glory, wealth, and dominion. But what happens when the System itself rejects you? Ronan Kessler, an orphan from the slums of Ashenford, had only one dream-to Awaken and become a Hunter, to rise above the filth and carve his name into history. But when his Awakening fails and the System deems him worthless, he is cast aside, doomed to a life of insignificance. Yet, as he stands on the precipice of despair, something else calls to him. A voice from the abyss, a force older than the System itself. It offers him a choice: remain nothing, or embrace the forbidden. Marked by the Devourer's Curse, Ronan is no longer bound by the System's laws. He does not level up. He does not gain normal skills. Instead, he devours his enemies, assimilating their essence, evolving into something beyond human. But power comes at a price. The world fears him. Hunters seek to destroy him. And deep within the void, something watches, waiting for the day he opens the Forbidden Gate. With the world against him and an eldritch hunger clawing at his soul, Ronan must decide: Will he defy fate and forge his own path? Or will he succumb to the abyss and become the very monster the world fears?
Shreepach · 1.5K Views

The outcast's mate

When Elyse Salvatore’s pack turns on her, accusing her of murdering their beloved warrior leader, she’s left with nothing but rage and a death sentence. Sold to a rogue auction, she’s snatched up by Alpha Kael—a mysterious and feared alpha with a reputation as cold as his piercing gaze. But Kael isn’t just buying a prisoner. He’s chasing a prophecy, and Elyse is tangled in its threads. Now trapped in Kael’s world of glittering mansions and deadly secrets, Elyse has to survive hostile glares from his icy fiancée, Selena, suspicion from his powerful mother, and the gut-wrenching betrayal of her childhood friend, Chloe, who’s sold her soul to the rogue king, Alpha Peter. Worse, Peter’s claws are everywhere. He’s taken over her old pack, slaughtered their leaders, and wants Elyse dead—or worse, under his control. As sparks fly between Elyse and Kael, they uncover a web of lies: Scott’s death was no accident, Peter’s plan runs deeper than bloodshed, and an ancient prophecy claims one of them must die to save their world. But Elyse is done playing by fate’s rules. When Kael is captured, she risks everything to free him, even as visions warn she’ll betray him—and her own brother, fighting for Peter, stands in her way. **A story of fire, fury, and forbidden bonds**, *The Outcast’s Mate* throws you into a world where love is a weapon, trust is fragile, and every choice could end in ruin. Can a betrayed beta and a hardened alpha rewrite destiny—or will the shadows of the past destroy them first?
Gabriel_Smart_4686 · 109 Views

Deviant: No Longer Human

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. And the world will soon know what that truly means. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**
SKuLL · 1.1M Views

Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.
Raundel_NFT · 111.5K Views

The Alpha's Blind Fate

[Warning: Contains Mature Content] "Beware of the tongue of a wicked woman. For it may tell a lie that would slay the world." Eighteen-Year-old rejected, wolfless and blind Zina is summoned to the capital to tell a vision for the ruthless and feared Alpha King of the North notoriously known as ‘The King Who Crowned Himself’. The result of Zina’s ‘false’ vision has the Alpha Prince and future Alpha Supreme, Daemon, banished from the capital to fight wars at the borders where only death awaits him in the hands of the famed Arising Rogues, and the even more famed Deformed. But Daemon survives fire, blood and claw, and not only does he survive, but six years later, he is back as Alpha Supreme, driven by vengeance against those who brought him down. Starting from his cunny siblings, to the eighteen-year old girl now twenty-four who spelt his destiny with just mere words, Daemon vows to leave no one unscathed. However Zina is well aware of her own treachery. Now the Theta to the same powerful werewolf house she told the dangerous lie against, and having tasted the bitter pill of betrayal from the very people she told the dangerous lie for, she is unwilling to resign to her fate just yet. But how do you melt the heart of a man that you once ruined? And how do you destroy a woman loved by all the common people, and perhaps, even the gods? Daemon will learn the hard way that not all vengeance can be taken, and not all debts can be collected. Secrets abound, the Deformed Werewolves are set to rise, and a rare chance at second mating befalls the two most unusual people. And now, one thing has become for sure—Daemon must first defeat the enemy outside, before he can truly confront her, who has become the enemy of his heart. **** Zina's back pressed against the wall as a taut body pinned her, their warmth mingling together. Four years of deadly anticipation had culminated into that very moment. His whispers caressed her ear, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the chill in the air down her spine. “Since you see visions so well, tell me Theta of my house, do you see the day you will die?” His breath ghosted over her skin, reminding her of a debt to be collected. Swallowing and maintaining a tight grip on her staff despite the body that burned against hers, she answered firmly. “I am afraid the gods haven’t shown me yet.” The man over her smiled shrewdly. His lips grazed her ear, his hot breath sending waves of sensation. “I believe in all of the names I have been called, one of them is god. So let me tell you that which you do not know… “…today is the day you will die.”
JaneSmitten · 345.9K Views
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