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Rule Of Wolves

Apocalypse Days: I Rule with Foresight and a Powerful Son

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.
QuillMistress · 397K Views

ECLIPSE OF THE WOLVES

Deep within an ancient forest shrouded in myths and secrets, five old werewolf clans have ruled their territories for centuries—bound by a single ancient pact: "No blood shall be spilled under the eclipse." But as the lunar eclipse draws near, that fragile peace crumbles. Once united, the clans now turn on each other, filled with suspicion, betrayal, and the hunger to dominate. Ambition slowly eats away at every faction. After the Umbra Clan is betrayed and its leader murdered, Theron Nyx—the rightful heir—is exiled and branded a traitor. For years, he survives in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to return. Now, with the eclipse approaching, he rises to reclaim what is his. But the world he left behind has changed. His adoptive brother now rules the Umbra Clan with an iron fist and has allied with the Vareth Clan—the most ruthless faction, determined to seize control of them all. Meanwhile, the Noctari Clan, long thought to be extinct, emerges from the darkness wielding a cursed power that could tip the balance of the world. The Zevra Clan is fractured by internal strife, and the once-neutral Duskbane Clan has begun playing their own game—watching from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Amidst the chaos, Lysandra Draven—a blood witch born of both human and lycan descent—possesses a rare power that makes her the key to an ancient prophecy. A prophecy that could either save or doom the werewolf kind. Hunted, manipulated, and fought over by rival factions, Lysandra must decide where she stands—or perhaps, she has her own plans that no one sees coming. Political intrigue, forbidden desires, and brutal warfare shatter the old order. Alliances are forged in bed and broken on the battlefield. Love and passion intertwine with blood and betrayal. And when the total eclipse arrives, the world of the wolves will never be the same. In this game of power, no one is truly innocent. Because in Eclipse of the Wolves, the strongest aren’t the fiercest—but who is smart enough to take the opportunity.
Richeza_Jia · 1.2K Views

I Was Meant to Rule the Apocalypse

In this apocalyptic world, human society collapsed under the weight of an unforeseen catastrophe. Zombies roam unchecked, resources are scarce, and survival has become everyone's most urgent priority. In this chaotic new reality, the strong rule while the weak are prey. The protagonist, Tang Ze, is an enigmatic figure. Not only does he possess immense physical power, but his mind is as intricate and unpredictable as the world around him. Whether facing the relentless onslaught of zombies or navigating the treacherous politics of rival factions, Tang Ze exhibits remarkable intelligence and ruthless efficiency. He deals with provocations from enemies and betrayals by friends alike with swift, decisive action. Yet beneath his hardened exterior lies a sliver of warmth—especially when it comes to protecting his family and true companions. When challenged, Tang Ze drew a massive saber from his waist—a weapon known as a "horse-cutting blade"—and with a chilling smile, brought it down in one fluid motion. A grotesque, charred hand thudded to the ground, followed by the rest of the body splitting cleanly in half at the waist. Entrails spilled out onto the dirt, painting a gruesome scene. The crowd was stunned into silence by the sheer ferocity of the act. Such raw strength! To split a man in two with a single blow… "He’s no ordinary fighter," someone muttered. "No wonder he dares to travel with two beautiful women." With a flick of his wrist, Tang Ze shook the blood from the gleaming blade, leaving streaks across the ground. His voice was calm but carried an unmistakable edge: “Touch my supplies, and you cut off my lifeline. The punishment for that is death.” The onlookers exchanged uneasy glances before finally settling their attention on Dong Fei. “If we take care of this delivery guy,” one whispered, “maybe we can have a little fun with those two women. Better to die a satisfied man than starve like a dog.” Sun Ting exhaled softly, relieved. She had always known Tang Ze wasn’t one for unnecessary bravado; if he were, he would’ve taken her along long ago. Still, the sight of the mutilated corpse beside her made her stomach churn with disgust. But just as the tension seemed to ease, Tang Ze let out a cold laugh. “It seems some of you still don’t understand the situation,” he said, his eyes scanning the crowd. “Who wants to be next?” ... The novel’s plot twists and turns, weaving intense battle scenes, complex interpersonal relationships, and heart-stopping moments of suspense. It celebrates the brighter aspects of humanity while unflinchingly exposing its darkest desires. Through a series of gripping stories, readers are invited to witness how humans struggle to survive in the harshest conditions—and how they find hope even in the depths of despair. This is more than just a tale of survival in a post-apocalyptic world; it is a profound exploration of humanity, family, friendship, and love. If you enjoy thrilling plots, richly developed characters, and thought-provoking themes, step into the world of Tang Ze.
AmberlynSonnet · 794 Views

The Forgotten Heiress: Rules of Rebirth

Title: "The Forgotten Heiress: Rules of Rebirth" When Sang Ning blinked awake in a rural farmhouse, the 21st century gained its most anachronistic socialite. The former crown jewel of Ming Dynasty aristocracy—trained from birth to command households and outmaneuver concubines—now found herself reborn as Nan Group's long-lost heiress. Her "sister"? A champagne-drenched fraud waving a Stanford diploma. "Your honors thesis plagiarizes 14th-century embroidery manuals," Sang Ning remarked over afternoon tea, her hanfu sleeves fluttering like war banners. The Nans soon learned bloodlines matter: This "peasant girl" restored ancestral shrines in a week, turned board meetings into imperial courts, and made their five-star chefs kneel when serving shark fin soup. Meanwhile, Beijing's most notorious heir was breaking his own rules. Jason He, whose Lamborghini collisions made tabloid gold, found himself obsessed with teaching modern customs to the time-traveling noblewoman: "Handshakes require... seven seconds of eye contact." His thumb stroked her pulse point. "Corporate dinners mandate... partner dancing." His grip slid lower at the waltz's crescendo. When she pressed a jade hairpin to his throat after an attempted goodnight kiss, the billionaire playboy grinned through bleeding lips: "Careful, princess. In this era, drawing blood means signing marriage contracts." In a world of silicon valley and silicon fillers, a queen from China's golden age is rewriting the rules of power—and passion.
AmberlynSonnet · 7.7K Views

Zetulah: Queen of wolves

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.
Ajala_Ayomiposi · 12.5K Views

I am Reincarnated to Rule the World

--- In the heavens, there exists a name that cannot be spoken casually. It is believed to be ominous. People often refer to this figure as the Devil King. He is the most ruthless and cruelest cultivator in the heavens, yet he is also the strongest. No one dares to confront him. One day, however, when all his enemies unite in an attempt to attack him, they fail to kill him. Ultimately, it is his own daughter-like disciple who betrays him and strikes from behind. Born in another world with the pure heart of a young boy, he is destined to enjoy this life to its fullest. His ambitions include forming a harem, conquering kingdoms, turning others into his loyal subjects, and becoming the strongest being in the universe. He will eliminate anyone who dares to come into his way. He inherits a supreme legacy that grants him the power to become the greatest force in existence. Combined with his sharp, scheming mind and vast knowledge, even immortals find themselves begging for his mercy. **Author's Note**: Although there will be elements of harem and the concept of sex slaves, rest assured there will not be any explicit adult chapters. I apologize for the darker themes, but the main character is portrayed as cruel, evil, and cunning. He adapts his attitude according to the situation—don’t worry; he’s not foolish and won’t kill without any reason. As I already mentioned he retained a pure heart in this life which stops him from uneccesary killing but not always.... Ultimately he is the devil king so he cant change his nature. Am I right ? (*~*) He is generally ruthless only towards his enemies. This is not a story of a naive protagonist; rather, he is a master schemer who ensures everything unfolds according to his plans. I have read over 100 cultivation novels, but this is my first attempt at writing one, so I appreciate your understanding of any mistakes. I hope you enjoy reading. The first few chapters may seem boring as they contain essential information, but trust me, the later chapters will become increasingly captivating, and you will surely find enjoyment in them.
SHURAGOD · 1.8K Views

WOLVES IN THE SHADOW

In the lovely metropolis of Luna Heights, investigative journalist Mira Caldwell is known for exposing corruption. When different types of disappearances leads her to billionaire Dane Voss, a ruthless real estate mogul with deep political connections, she is determined to discover his secrets. But the deeper she goes into the secret, the more she realizes that Luna Heights is ruled by more than just the powerful class, it’s a city controlled by supernatural forces hiding in the shadows. Dane isn’t just a businessman, he’s a werewolf Alpha struggling to maintain control over his disorganized pack. With rogue groups growing in power and an enemy he didn’t know organizing different troubles, he’s desperate to keep the werewolf world a secret. Mira’s investigation threatens to expose everything, putting her in the middle of a war she doesn’t understand. When Mira’s investigation made her stumble upon The Hollow District, an abandoned part of the city feared for its curses, she witnessed a violent clash between Dane’s pack and rogue werewolves. She barely escaped, but something woke inside her, a force she never knew she had. Strange visions, increased senses, and a serious instinct force her to face the harsh truth: she isn’t just human. As Mira discovers the story of her hidden lineage, she learns of an ancient prophecy that says, "The lost heir will decide the fate of the packs." With tensions increasing, she must choose whether to align with Dane to ensure order, join the rogues to overthrow the system or expose the entire supernatural world to humanity. But time is running out. Lucian Holt, Dane’s most trusted Beta, is the true mastermind behind the disappearances, deceiving both sides to ensure an all-out war that will force werewolves into the public eye. Elara Valen, a rogue leader who became angered by vengeance, believes Mira is the key to overtaking Dane’s rule. Betrayals were laid out and battle lines were drawn, Mira must accept the power within her before the city is taken over by war. But power comes with a cost, and in a world where monsters are seen as human.
Daoistbe6FPX · 1.5K Views
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