Howling Commandos

Maya prophesied that December 21, 2012 would be the end of the world. On this day, some people were anxious and afraid of not seeing the sun the next day. More people held a playful attitude and celebrated with their loved ones in the early morning night, waiting for dawn to celebrate their safe passage through the end. The next day, the sun rose as usual, and people only thought that God was joking with everyone, working and living as usual. But they were too happy too early. The end has already quietly arrived, but they have been adapted to the harsh environment, unable to see the green mountains turn into yellow soil, and flowers and birds disappear; Unable to see the clear river turning into a foul smelling canal, fish and shrimp are dying; Unable to see grassland turning into desert, land howling According to the Observatory, there was a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower in the early morning of December 21, 2020. Many places can be seen with the naked eye, with young men and women rushing to tell each other, eagerly anticipating this romantic meteor shower. At midnight, the long-awaited miracle finally appeared. The moon, which had been hard to see for a long time, descended like a silver plate, clear and bright, right in front of me But then people were extremely frightened. According to the lunar calendar, this day is the Winter Solstice Festival on the seventh day of the winter lunar month. How could there be a full moon This is a beautiful miracle It's still the beginning of the nightmare

"The wolf has three shadows—one to hunt, staining the earth with blood; one to lead, carrying the weight of a broken crown; and one to howl, whose madness will reshape the fate of the wild." —Unknown Lukas, a book-loving teenager from Earth, dies sacrificing himself to save others. His final act catches the attention of a powerful deity, who grants him a second chance—one he never asked for. Reborn as Zed, a nine-year-old noble who mysteriously fell into a coma a year ago, Lukas finds himself in an unfamiliar world steeped in Rhu, ancient conspiracies, and impending war. But this new life comes with ghosts of its own. The boy whose body he now inhabits died betrayed, his last thoughts consumed by a desperate plea to protect his elder sister. Haunted by lingering memories of that betrayal, Lukas vows to safeguard the family he never knew. Fate, however, has other plans. Gifted—or perhaps cursed—with the rare ability to split himself into three identical beings, Lukas at first believes this power is a blessing. But as each version of himself walks a different path, their experiences begin to shape them in unforeseen ways. As he delves deeper into the truth behind his reincarnation, Lukas realizes he is merely a piece in a far greater game—a struggle between warring factions, forgotten prophecies, and beings far beyond mortal understanding. Every choice he makes pulls him further into a web of deception and destiny, where loyalty is fragile, power is dangerous, and even his fractured selves may not be enough to survive what’s coming. Because in this world, even a second life does not guarantee a second chance.

The sharp sound of steel slicing through flesh echoes in the darkness. A guttural howl fades into silence as a voice—cold and ancient—rings in Ash’s mind. "[You have slain a creature of the Higher stage. Gained 1 Vein Energy Point.]" His breath comes in ragged gasps. His arms feel like lead. But before he can move, another voice descends upon him—deep, resounding, and absolute. It is not spoken. It is felt. "Mortal, they persist. Shall I descend?" The words echo through his mind like the weight of a divine decree. A shiver runs down his spine, but he grits his teeth and pushes forward. "No," Ash breathes, his voice strained but resolute. "I can do this myself." The air shifts. Shadows coil around him, slithering like living smoke, wrapping his form in a dark veil. “[Activating Skill – Nightstalker's Cloak.]” A cold sensation washes over him. His form flickers, vanishing into the abyss. The creatures halt, their glowing eyes scanning the battlefield, sensing death but unable to grasp its form. "They still refuse to kneel." Ash exhales, a smirk tugging at his lips. His blade moves before they even realize he was ever there. ———— In a world where power flows through the veins of its people, strength means survival. When disaster struck, warriors rose, legends were forged, and at the center of it all stood Vortex. But power always comes at a cost. Ash knows this more than anyone. His strength feels less like a gift and more like a burden. The battles he fights aren’t just against enemies—they're against himself. If he loses control, what will he become? Yet, the war they face is bigger than they ever imagined. Reality itself is cracking, shadows of the past creeping into the present. As Ash embarks on his journey, he won’t just fight for the world—he’ll fight for existence itself.

A deafening howl tore through the battlefield. The Octopus monster rose from the rubble, its soulless black eyes filled with madness. Olivia could barely stand. Her team was on the brink of death. And then… something moved. The tiny snake sank his fangs into the Bowolf’s cores. A surge of energy exploded. Wings of pure fire unfurled, its golden eyes blazed. A dragon had risen. But one fatal mistake… He fell. Something inside Olivia snapped. A roar ripped from her throat as flames consumed her. The sky cracked apart, and then… [SYSTEM WARNING!] [The Fire of Chaos has been activated.] [Continued use will lead to destruction] But Olivia wasn’t stopping. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thirty years ago, the world ended.  Unknown monsters descended upon the earth, plunging it to ruins. But with the destruction came a blessing or rather a curse.  The System. Now, humans wield superpowers, battling the creatures that threaten their existence. The last survivors formed factions, fighting to stay alive. But survival is a cruel game of fate. Every year, the system selects a group of unwilling teenagers  by lottery- to fight, to die. Olivia never asked for any of this. Betrayed by her family, forced to fight, she was left for dead. Until fate intervened. Until she met him. Little White, the small, snake-like creature at her side, is hiding secrets far greater than she imagined. When death closed in, his truth unraveled, along with something even darker inside Olivia—power, overwhelming and untamed. The Fire of Chaos is burning inside her, and if she doesn’t learn to control it…. She’ll destroy everything. Survival is just the beginning. The real war is yet to come.

Opal and her four brothers—Ash, Brooks, Ridge, and Forrest—are quintuplets born into a powerful werewolf pack. Their 18th birthday brings more than just their first shift—it unlocks extraordinary powers, setting them apart from the rest of their kind. But with this new strength comes danger. Azeala, a dangerous witch with a vendetta against their bloodline, is hunting them.

"You shouldn’t be alive." Kael’s voice was quiet, but the weight behind it sent a chill down Sienna’s spine. His silver eyes locked onto hers, searching—no, demanding—answers she didn’t have. She crossed her arms, lifting her chin. “And yet… here I am.” Sienna Blackwood has spent her whole life on the fringes, a ghost in her own pack. Born under the cursed Blood Moon, unable to shift, unwanted and barely tolerated. She thought she knew her place—until the night she was attacked. Until the night she should have died. But she didn’t. And now, she’s standing before Alpha Kael Voss, a man who doesn’t believe in fate, yet is staring at her like she just shattered his entire world. The High Council calls her an abomination, a threat that needs to be eliminated. Kael should agree—he’s never been one to disobey the law. Except something about Sienna doesn’t make sense. And the more he tries to ignore it, the more the truth claws its way to the surface. A prophecy was buried. A past was erased. And the moment Sienna took her first breath, the countdown to war began. She wasn’t supposed to survive. She wasn’t supposed to exist. But the forsaken always find a way to rise.

Front Page Was NAÍNDRA NUXINUS Whoever is the Pussy Weak-Minded Person Responsible For The Removal Of My Cover I Hope Life Is Good To You Because Karma Is A Bitch… The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it. The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur". NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would try and publish TWO or even THREE Chapters a Day, and TWO up to SEVEN Chapters on Sundays, of course, it would depend entirely on my current schedule IRL. My Personal Goal is Publish between 15 up to 25 Chapters every week. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.

“But that doesn’t mean we have to accept it. I Dao Wei, will never blame anyone for my own shortcomings! The so-called Law of the Jungle is something I will rewrite with my own hands!” Each word he spoke seemed to resonate with power, the air around him growing heavy with the force of his conviction. The dark child looked up, his anger wavering, replaced by something akin to fear as Dao Wei’s words crashed down on him like mountains, crushing the doubts that had festered within. “This is my Law!” Dao Wei declared, his voice rising as he drew himself to his full height. “And I am the Law!” Rumble! The sky began to change. Dark clouds gathered overhead, swirling in a furious dance as the heavens themselves seemed to respond to Dao Wei’s challenge. The wind howled through the peaks, and the ground trembled beneath the feet of those watching, as if the entire mountain was bracing itself for what was to come. The clouds grew darker, more ominous, the air charged with a strange energy. Thunder rumbled in the distance, a low growl that steadily grew louder, shaking the very foundations of the Sword Peak. The disciples and elders looked up in alarm, their faces pale as they realized the magnitude of what was happening. “Haa! Even if the Heavens try to stop me, I’ll split open the Heavens themselves!” Dao Wei’s voice rang out, defiant and unyielding, carrying with it a power that defied the very laws of nature...

This story is about love, revenge, the quest for power, and the right to exist. After being betrayed by his childhood crush and losing his loved ones to a human raid, Erik, a werewolf, ends up on another planet for seven years before he returns to a vastly changed, post-apocalyptic Earth. Originally a timid, unadventurous man, Erik has become far more dominant and assertive upon his return. Together with him comes his beloved but ruthless soul-bound partner and fairy, Elora, who wants Erik to rule and conquer with her by his side. Elora's presence alone makes Erik more powerful than others at this level, but will he find out what else makes him special? Follow them as they use the knowledge and strength they gained on Söl to navigate an Earth filled with magic, vampires, shapeshifters, and more. Along the way, Erik and Elora will meet a diverse cast of characters, some of whom Erik might have known in the past, and some he did not, but all with their own story and desires. Will Erik be able to take revenge for the betrayals of the past? And what else will he discover along the way? ****** Disclaimer: There will be some R18 scenes, but most of the time, they will be a part of character development and not simply smut. In other words, if you decide to skip them, you'll likely miss out on some character development, but I promise to keep plot development out of it. No NTR No Yuri (there might be interactions between girls when there is a scene with the MC and more than one woman, though the MC will always be the focus. To be clear, yuri means a romantic/physical relationship between two women, meaning no two women will ever have sexual interactions with each other without the MC present. That said, Elora enjoys serving women up to him on a platter, and watching him have sex with them. She enjoys dominating, observing. and playing with the other women in the MC's harem together with him, and thus will occasionally join him in such a way. I don't believe any of that is technically yuri, but I understand that my interpretation is debatable and if any of those things weird you out, I advice you to avoid this novel.)

Ethan, an elite special forces commando, loses his life in the line of duty while eliminating a dangerous terrorist cell during a high-stakes anti-insurgency operation. Despite his unwavering dedication and discipline, Ethan dies with a deep sense of regret—he never fully embraced his personal desires and unfulfilled fantasies. As his final breath escapes, he vows that should he be given another chance at life, he will live it to the fullest, without restraint. Fate, however, has its own plans. Ethan awakens in a strange, unfamiliar world—a land governed by strength, where power is the key to survival and the stronghold dominion over all. In this brutal and unforgiving realm, Ethan discovers that the rules of life have drastically changed. The only currency that matters here is strength, and only the strongest can ascend to become the ultimate power. Gifted with extraordinary intelligence and a mysterious cheat that grants him unparalleled abilities, Ethan sets off on a path to conquer this new world. With each passing day, he hones his skills, builds alliances, and amasses power, all while exploring his deepest desires. This is a journey of self-discovery and unrestrained ambition, where Ethan’s focus is singular: to become the one true transcendent being, an existence unmatched by any other. Through intense battles, strategic brilliance, and encounters with those who would either aid or challenge him, Ethan fights not only for dominance but for the fulfillment of every longing he once held back in his past life. With each victory, he rises higher, carving his name into the annals of history as the peerless king, above all others—an immortal legend in the making. To join the discord community - https://discord.gg/XYAJtx9pqX ------------- Content Warning: This story will explore mature themes, including R18 content, but will avoid extreme elements. Contains long and detailed smut. Huge Harem - In Depth R-18 - Detailed Sex - Gore - Big Boobs - MILF - Big ass - Netori (Stealing girls but not indiscriminately) No NTR - No sharing - No Yuri - No hypnosis - No drugs or potions that influence the girls

Ace has always known he was different, rescued by human couples as a baby by the road side. Raised with a strange mark on his chest, uncanny speed, heightened senses, and an instinct he could never explain. But everything comes to a head on his eighteenth birthday when a restless fire awakens deep within him, compelling him into the forest under the light of the full moon. Drawn by an invisible force, Ace’s body trembles with anticipation, and his wolf, silent his entire life, stirs to life for the first time. Then he feels it: an overwhelming presence that fills the air, makes his heart race, and stops him in his tracks. A powerful looking but desperate man emerges from the shadows, Ace’s entire being responds. His chest burns, and the mark he always thought was a birthmark begins to glow on his chest, as if it knows the man standing before him. Kieran’s piercing silver eyes hold a mixture of relief and hunger as he steps closer. 'You’re mine,' Kieran murmurs, his voice deep and reverberating with authority and raw desire. Ace doesn’t understand what’s happening, but his body does. Every fiber of his being screams for Kieran, his wolf howling for the connection they were destined to share. When Kieran touches the glowing mark on Ace’s chest, the bond between them explodes into life. Ace feels everything, the undeniable pull, the deep need to belong, and a passion so intense it takes his breath away. The world fades, leaving only Kieran and the primal connection binding them. Kieran's suppressed desires for his mate breaks free from their restrain. He tears their clothes into pieces, pulling Ace closer in his arms as he uncontrollably touches every inch of Ace's body, feeling the satisfaction he has longed for_ for years. He devours Ace's mouth and lips as he thrust into him , every thrust igniting a hotter flame inside their bodies, they both groan and scream at the connection, at the pleasure that flows throw every vein in their bodies. In that heated moment, Kieran claims Ace, sinking his teeth into his neck to mark him as his own. The bite sends a shockwave through Ace’s body, awakening a hunger and power he never knew he possessed. Their souls collide, binding them together in a bond that is both exhilarating and terrifying. ▪▪ But as Ace grapples with his newfound identity as a werewolf and the mate of a powerful alpha, he’s thrust into a world of danger, loyalty, and love so overwhelming it threatens to consume him. Will he accept the destiny that ties him to Kieran, or will the weight of the bond shatter them both?"* ○○●●○ Alpha Kieran had been looking for his mate for nine years, he searched among the she_wolves in his pack and all other packs but never found his expected female mate, only to find out his mate is a male , something he has forbidden in his pack. No matter how much he didn't want to mate with Ace, the pull was way much uncomfortable to him. What is he going to do now that he has found himself in the situation he had forbade others himself.

A man awakens naked in a savage Stone Age, memory gone, under a blazing sky. A fatal fall heals instantly—strength shatters stone, speed blurs the wild, senses cut through darkness. Who is he? Why here? Alone, he masters a primal world of forests and beasts, unveiling powers: eagle-sharp eyes, wolf-keen ears, a body beyond human. Survive with him—hunt, build, endure—learning raw skills to conquer the wild. But howls hint at more—vampires lurking, werewolves prowling, wizards weaving secrets. This is the Eternal Architect’s rise, a journey through time’s tapestry. Witness history unfold—from fire’s spark to empires’ fall—grasping technological leaps and their science: metallurgy’s heat, machinery’s gears. Fantasy ignites as secret societies emerge, their mysteries clashing with his destiny. Each step teaches you—survival, innovation, the arcane—building not just his legend, but your mastery of ages lost and imagined. Step in; track beasts, forge steel, unravel spells. Survival’s the start—shaping a cosmos is the end.

“I'm on the hunt for someone special, someone who would howl at the full moon with me. And you, my dear, seem to check all the right boxes,” Thorin tried to seduce Riona with his mesmerizing gaze. “Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime.” But Riona couldn’t stand the sight of that smug face. What did Thorin hope to gain from a fangless vampire who couldn’t even turn into a bat, anyway? There must be something seriously wrong with the brain of that infuriating Alpha werewolf. *** Since their parents died, Riona Kahler and her brother have been adopted by the King of Eira, who treats them more like overworked houseplants than a cherished family. As the only vampires in Eira without fangs, they're outcasts among their own kind, toothless and ridiculed. Riona's spirit remains unbroken until her brother falls ill due to the palace's cruelty. Determined to protect him, Riona vows to escape, but there's only one way to do that. Thorin Klein is one of the most famous Alpha werewolves, renowned not only for his charming looks but also for claiming the Alpha title at the tender age of thirteen. Despite his howling success, his mother’s powerful werewolf clan, the Klein, never acknowledged him because his father went rogue. Determined to prove his worth to the Klein clan, Thorin believes he has finally found a potential solution. Though Riona couldn’t stand being around Thorin for more than one second, Riona realizes that marriage is their only path to achieving their goals. It's a love story that bites and barks in all the right places. #werewolf #Alpha #vampire #fromslavetoqueen #enemiestolovers #strongFL #contractmarriage

Zarah is nothing but a lowly runt in Howl Creek who is bullied relentlessly. She wants nothing more than to leave the oppressive pack. When it is revealed who her mate is—none other than her greatest bully, Alpha Damon—she is humiliated and rejected. She leaves for the human sector and lives her life with her son, only for the past to come knocking. Alpha Damon is back, and he wants his son.

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]

The skies had not always been so dark. The winds had not always howled with such ferocity, nor had the land known the curse of endless war. Yet on the day Varek was born, the heavens tore open as though they sought to swallow the world in flames. A tempest unlike any seen in centuries ravaged the land—a fury of lightning, rain, and earth-shattering winds, heralding the arrival of something... something that the old gods themselves feared. In the time before his birth, the seers had whispered of it, their eyes clouded with dread. The Chosen One—the Stormborn—would come, they said, carrying a blade forged in fire, one that would either bring salvation or doom. It was written in the stars, and no power in the world could change that. The prophecy spoke of the one who would stand against the tide of darkness and the coming of the Raven King, but the price of this power would be great. And so it was that when Varek was born, the winds howled, and the earth trembled, for the mark of ruin had been sealed upon him. The world wept that night, for no child should ever bear such a burden. Yet Varek did not weep. He knew not the weight of the world at that moment. But in the days that followed, the cost of his existence would become clear. The wolves of the north took him in after his mother’s death—a woman who had given her life to bring him into the world. His father—once a powerful warlord—was slain by those who had sworn to protect him. And so Varek was left to the wilderness, where the wolves raised him. They did not care for prophecy, fate, or the gods. They cared only for survival. Varek grew up wild, untamed, bound to the land, the forests, and the creatures who roamed them. His white hair—a mark of his birthright—stood out against the shadows of the wilderness, the color of frost and storm. He learned to hunt, to fight, and to survive in the harshest of conditions. But all the while, something inside him grew, something ancient and restless. The blade of his destiny, forged in the stars, had already begun to take shape. And it would not be denied.

What happens when humanity's greatest weapon gets a second chance at life? Commander Kronos wasn't even considered to be a human but rather a weapon to be used for the greater good of his species. He was grown in a tube to be the perfect weapon so he lacked many emotions/experiences most people take for granted. Upon experiencing some emotions for the first time he was quickly eliminated by humanity and was reborn into a world of swords and sorcery, getting a second lease on life. Of course, he didn't see it that way at the start and thought he was being fooled. It took a near-death experience and a lot of growing up but he finally decided to keep his promise to his former comrades and give his new life an honest try. Embark on the story of the former Commander of Hades Squad as he settles into his new life as the Dark Elf Kaladin Shadowheart. --- Chapters avg 3-6k+ words. As of now, I post every Monday morning. --- Support me on Ko-Fi where you can get chapters in advance. https://ko-fi.com/rangerfrank --- Join the Discord- ttps://discord.com/invite/YGSUeuTTwH --- You can also find me on Reddit- https://www.reddit.com/user/RangerFrank Royal Road- https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/48211/deathworld-commando-reborn

The Silent Howl: Rise of The Saints Moon Pack In a world where werewolves are hunted and ruled by the ruthless Lycans, the legendary Saints Moon Pack remains hidden in the shadows, its true strength known only to a select few. Celestia Ace, the enigmatic Luna, has always sensed that her destiny is greater than the role she was born into. Haunted by cryptic dreams and whispers of a forgotten prophecy, she soon discovers that she possesses extraordinary lunar abilities—powers that could tip the balance of an impending war. Beside her stands Darius Ace Saints, a formidable Alpha burdened by secrets of his own. With a past shrouded in mystery and a power that thrives in the darkness, he is the only force standing between his pack and annihilation. When the Lycans, led by the merciless King Aldric Varos, set their sights on conquering all werewolf packs, Celestia and Darius must embrace their hidden strengths. But as they unravel the truth behind the prophecy, they learn that their fates are bound not only to their pack but to a war that has raged for centuries. Betrayal lurks in the shadows, alliances shift, and an ancient secret threatens to change everything they know. To survive, Celestia and Darius must awaken the full power of the Saints Moon Pack—before the Lycans wipe them out forever. But in the end, will fulfilling the prophecy bring salvation… or an even greater darkness? ---

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [PLEASE NOTE] [THERE'S NOT A SINGLE NTR IN THIS NOVEL UNLIKE THE FIRST ONE.]

"When the lowliest Omega barista sinks his teeth into the Alpha Queen's gland, our love becomes the weapon that shatters the world." As the most oppressed Omega, he'd never tasted "being loved"—until his feral claws tore through shackles that night, locking with the Arctic blaze in his sovereign's eyes. She who reigned supreme over the Alpha hierarchy defied the Covenant for him, her glacial armor dissolving where their skin met. Now their fated marks blaze in clasped palms while her frostblade severs the Blackthorn Council's lies, this lawless passion upending a thousand years of hierarchy far beyond mere escape. As the crimson moon rises, the world roars its ultimatum: "Perish together, or rewrite existence as one."

The World Changed Overnight, Without warning, portals from other realms tore through the sky, opening gateways to nightmarish creatures that threatened to wipe out humanity. Cities burned. Nations crumbled. The monstrous invaders—ranging from grotesque goblins to towering beasts—massacred everything in their path. Amidst the chaos, a new force emerged: The Awakened—humans who mysteriously gained supernatural abilities in response to the invasion. Light burst from their bodies, fire ignited in their palms, water coiled into deadly spears, winds howled at their command, shadows shifted with their will. These resemble as Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, and Darkness—became humanity’s last hope against extinction. Kai Jin. A cold, intelligent high school student from Korea, Kai had long abandoned the idea of relying on others. Orphaned at a young age, he grew up alone in a modest apartment, surviving through sheer will and independence. His past trauma left him emotionally closed off, but beneath his calm, detached exterior, a fire burned—a refusal to ever be powerless again. Then, the portals opened, and his world turned upside down. The night was eerily silent. Kai sat in his dimly lit apartment, eyes locked on his laptop screen. The news was flooded with reports of strange anomalies appearing across the globe—massive gates hovering in the sky, creatures emerging from their depths. Some called it a phenomenon. Others called it the end of the world. Then— Scratch. Scratch. A faint noise echoed from the hallway outside his door. Kai frowned. His neighborhood was quiet at night—too quiet for random footsteps. Then— BAM! The apartment door slammed open. A goblin. Small, grotesque, with sickly green skin, jagged teeth, and glowing red eyes. It sniffed the air, its sharp claws twitching in anticipation. Kai’s breath hitched. His mind raced. He had no weapons. No powers. Nothing but his instincts. Move. Now. The goblin lunged. Kai grabbed the closest thing within reach—a wooden chair—and swung it with all his strength.The impact sent the creature stumbling backward, snarling in rage. His heart pounded. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to stay steady. He couldn’t afford to freeze. He had to kill it. Spotting a kitchen knife on the counter, he dove for it—just as the goblin recovered and charged again. At the last second, he twisted his body, dodging its claws, and in one swift motion— STAB! The knife sank into the goblin’s skull. It shrieked, its body convulsing violently before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Kai stood there, panting. His clothes were splattered with dark, sticky blood. The room reeked of iron and death. Then— Ding! A floating, translucent system window appeared before his eyes. [Awakening Process Complete.] [Congratulations!] [You have awakened.] Kai’s eyes widened. His nightmare had just begun.

Warning: R-18+ Reverse Harem. Human×Vampire×Werewolf. It began with the moon. No one remembers exactly when it started inching closer. Only that it was subtle at first—a faint red tint across its surface that deepened with each passing year like a malevolent worm creeping in and carried a curse. The tides grew restless, and the night air thickened with a strange, electric weight. Animals became erratic and then humans began to change. Fevers swept through towns, leaving bodies writhing beneath the moonlight. Some recovered. Some died. But when they woke up, those who had survived were no longer humans. Bones twisted and snapped beneath their skin as limbs reshaped. Eyes sharpened with a feral glint. Howls tore from their throats. While others rose cold and still—hearts no longer beating but senses sharpened—the scent of blood became impossible to resist. Predators were awakened by the moon. Vampires and Werewolves. To assert dominance frequent battles ensued. The fight to claim better territorial lands on the earth was inevitable. Predators kill prey, and in their desperation, turn on each other. The rival clans of Bloodfang and Stormclaw would often wage wars with each other. In the center of the endless conflict, few surviving females were caught and met their inevitable end. It was a slow death spiral that quickly turned gruesome and uncontained. And, with a hollow birth rate during wartime, the endless bloodshed inevitably pushed the human population to the brink of extinction. With humanity teetering on the edge of collapse, the wolves and vampires were forced to face an uncomfortable truth: without humans, they too would die out. Out of desperation, a fragile truce was forged. In the year 2174, a three-way pack where wolves, vampires, and humans would coexist. The terms were simple: humans would be protected from unchecked slaughter, and in return, they would serve as the lifeblood needed to sustain both species. It had been a hundred and eighty years since the alliance formed, marking the year 2324. And now, Velvetiana was about to step into their world or rather, she was to step back into the world that had forgotten her. The sole crimson flower of the Corvinus Clan. Determined to live through her university life with a goal to graduate and crawl out from poverty, how will she deal with Blood Cardinals and Werewolf Alphas, who never cease to cause trouble for her like a swarm of frantic bees? The very bees that are out to suck the nectar from her blooming red flowers that is.

As a human, I should be miles away from any large shifter event. Especially the annual Mate Hunt. A hunt for mates. Doesn't that sound barbaric? Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds. Several packs in the area gather as their newly minted adult wolves shift. Females are let into the woods first and are given an hour's head start, just before sundown. Then it's time for the males, ostensibly thrown out to hunt down the scent of their fated (or chosen) mates. It isn't an event for the faint of heart, and it's definitely no place for someone who can't shift. So why the fuck am I here, running my little human heart out, chased by what sounds like an entire pack of wolves? Great question. I don't know, either. But I'm here. Surrounded by howls fueled by the thrill of the hunt. Feet bleeding. Lungs freezing. I am so fucked. ---- R18. Dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery.

She was an omega. Weak. Worthless. His mate. Lena Rayne had spent her whole life at the bottom of the Midnight Howl Pack, dreaming of the day her mate would recognize her. But when the Moon Goddess paired her with Alpha Xander Blackwood, he did more than reject her—he humiliated her, beat her, and cast her out. Left for dead in the wilderness, Lena was ready to surrender to her fate… until something awoke inside her. She wasn’t just an omega. She was Moonborn—the descendant of an ancient bloodline feared by all. With the help of Ronan Shadowbane, a dangerous rogue Alpha, Lena claws her way back to power. Stronger. Deadlier. Unstoppable. Now, she returns to the pack that discarded her. Not as Xander’s mate. Not as his Luna. But as his worst nightmare. He rejected her. Now, she will make him kneel. A rejected mate romance with betrayal, second chances, and a ruthless rise to power. Fans of strong heroines, fated mates, and slow-burn revenge will devour The Rejected Luna’s Revenge.

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

Engku Hyder Jibrail ialah seorang tentera yang berpangkat tinggi iaitu Komando. Hyder dan pasukannya di tugaskan untuk mengambil misi yang amat berbahaya sehingga menyebabkan Hyder kehilangan sahabat baiknya, Afiq Ziyad. ❛❜Fiq... Kau adalah sahabat terbaik untuk aku. Terlalu baik sampai kau tinggalkan aku disini, Fiq. Aku rindu kau, Fiq.❛❜ — Engku Hyder Jibrail Setelah tragedi itu, Hyder memutuskan untuk berubah menjadi beku dan tidak lagi mesra setelah kehilangan Afiq Ziyad. Kerana takdir mereka bertemu dalam situasi yang baik dan elok. Hyder yang mula rasakan bahawa hatinya berdegup kencang saat dirinya melihat, bercakap atau dekat dengan Zharyella Asyura. Zharyella Asyura dikenali sebagai seorang gadis sederhana namun misteri yang selalu menyembunyikan rahsia nya atau menghilangkan diri secara tiba-tiba. Kerana cinta dan sayang akan Zharyella, Hyder memutuskan untuk meminang si gadis. Zharyella menjadi tunangnya namun suatu hari Hyder terpaksa ke luar negara untuk bertugas. Dia mendapat tahu bahawa Zharyella diculik oleh musuhnya, Raez Alhandro. ❛❜Touch her and i'll kill you!❛❜ — Engku Hyder Jibrail Amaran yang diberikan oleh Hyder tidak membuat Raez takut akan ancaman Hyder. Rancangan Raez hanya mahu Hyder datang menyerah kalah dan memohon maaf kepada nya namun Raez salah dia hampir mati di tangan Zharyella. Raez berjaya melarikan diri. Mereka terus berjuang meneruskan hidup namun kali ini lain, Hyder malah diculik oleh musuh Zharyella iaitu Katerina Kendall. ❛❜Touch him and i'll kill you!❛❜ — Zharyella Asyura ❛❜I'm not scared❛❜ — Katerina Kendall ❛❜You will regret touching what is already mine!❛❜ — Zharyella Asyura Katerina cedera parah dan hampir mati kerana dikejekan oleh Zharyella, Hyder menghentikan Zharyella. Dari situ mereka memutuskan untuk mempercepatkan tarikh perkahwinan mereka agar saling dapat melindungi satu sama lain. ❛❜I love you, dear hubby.❛❜ — Zharyella Asyura ❛❜I love you too, Dearheart.❛❜ — Engku Hyder Jibrail Kehidupan mereka mula dipenuhi dengan cinta, kasih sayang dan perhatian. Mereka begitu bahagia tanpa menghiraukan keadaan mereka yang kini semakin bahaya. Rahsia Zharyella mula terbongkar namun Hyder tetap mencintai nya dengan setulus hati. Dapatkah Zharyella menerima kenyataan bahawa rahsia nya semua telah terbongkar? Apakah hubungan Hyder dan Zharyella akan berakhir hanya kerana rahsia? atau salah satu daripada mereka mati?

When CERN's collider collapsed into an 11D obsidian sanctum, I became the city's last glitching data stream. Vampires etch reverse-thermodynamic laws into neon with entropy algorithms, werewolf howls rip gauge field fissures—and my DNA helix encodes Yang-Mills steady-state solutions, each activation carving three years from my quantum-chronometer heart. 72 hours to either blood-recompile the cosmic code or watch humanity forged into Observer Civilization's dimensional anchors.

The night was thick with mist, the full moon casting an eerie glow over the dense forest. Shadows stretched and twisted between the towering trees, whispering secrets carried by the wind. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled—a deep, mournful sound that sent a shiver down Lena’s spine. She shouldn’t have been here. The warnings were clear. No humans were to step beyond the boundary of the village after dark. Yet here she was, standing at the edge of the unknown, her pulse hammering in her ears. A snap of a twig behind her made her whirl around, heart pounding. But before she could react, a figure emerged from the darkness—a man, tall and imposing, his silver eyes gleaming like molten steel in the moonlight. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, his voice a dangerous mix of warning and curiosity. Lena took a step back, her breath catching. There was something unnatural about him, something untamed. She could feel it in the way the air around him crackled with energy, in the way his gaze pinned her like a predator studying its prey. “I—” she started, but the words died on her lips when he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming, his scent a mix of earth and something wilder, something that made her stomach twist in ways she didn’t understand. Then, as if the universe itself had decided to intervene, the clouds shifted, allowing the full moon’s light to fully illuminate him. And in that moment, Lena saw the truth. He wasn’t just a man. He was something else entirely. Something that shouldn’t exist.

Alpha Hybrid: The Rise of Kristof Drago Born from a forbidden union between a vampire king and a werewolf queen, Kristof Kane Drago was never meant to exist. Destined to become the first Alpha of both vampires and werewolves, his birth threatened the balance of power, drawing the wrath of three dark forces—The Howling Order, The Silent Circle, and The Shadow Coven. On the night of his birth, blood was spilled, warriors fell, and his family was forced into hiding. Now living as Vincent Tommy in the quiet town of Strawton, he excels in everything—academics, sports, and leadership. But despite his perfect life, something inside him feels incomplete… until he meets Emily Wilson. She is his destined mate. His omega. The missing piece of his soul. But neither of them knows the truth—yet. As his 18th birthday approaches, his dormant powers begin to awaken. Signs of his true nature emerge, and with them, the return of the dark forces that once tried to end his life. When Emily is taken, Vincent must embrace his destiny, but to unlock his full power, he must make an impossible sacrifice—he must die to awaken his vampire force, and he must mark Emily to awaken his werewolf side. Hunted, betrayed, and forced into battle, Kristof must rise. The war for dominance has begun, and he is the key to a new era. But will he survive long enough to claim his throne?

The girl gave a sudden cry of protest. The leader of the beggars had caught her arm and, as she reached out for her dagger, the second man caught her free arm and twisted it up and away from her belt....... Authur sighed and quickly turned throwing back his cloak and drew his sword from where it was hanging behind his left shoulder. Producing weapons from under their rag clothes, the band of four beggars turned to deal with the newcomer. Authur sent the first man sprawling in the dust with a shrewd blow from his sword, as a dagger was raised to strike him. The second beggar had a cudgel, and as he slashed at Authur, he found himself facing an incredibly long sword, probably the longest he had seen in his life, snaking over the top of his hand to prick at his throat. The man howled, tripping over his feet in an effort to avoid the wicked looking sword. The third beggar attempted to come over from behind Authur, but Authur as if having eyes behind him quickly stepped to his right hand side, throwing his sword from his right hand to his left hand to meet the leader of the gang who himself had a wicked looking blade of his own also, which was sent flying at an incredibly fast speed from his hand. The leader howled and doubled over, clutching at his elbow. It was over.........