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Whisper of the Moon: The God of Calamity’s Wife

When the crowd had finished cheering, Sirius stood and walked toward his throne. Everyone believed the coronation was finished but instead of sitting down, he took ahold of Saoirse's hand.  "Now before we crown my queen I would like to ask my people how loyal will you be towards her?" Everyone's attention was drawn to Saoirse who confidently rose to her feet. The room remained silent because normally it wouldn't be a question a king would ask. They had to be loyal to him, not her. She was just a woman and the men ruled the vampires.  No one answered him so he called for one of the nobles to step forward. "Please state your answer, will you be loyal to my wife?" He asked to the man.  The man got flustered a bit, not wanting to offend the king, but he cautiously answered, "Your majesty, I don't understand why you are asking us to. She is a woman."  Sirius allowed the man to sit back down and then called the next man to his feet to answer. He bowed and seeing how the first man wasn't punished for his honesty he boldly answered. "my king, I will never show loyalty to a werewolf woman."  Sirius then called a third. "I agree with them my king, werewolves and women are below us and I will not bow down towards them."  Sirius frowned and before calling another man he asked a follow up question, "what would you think then if my only heir is a werewolf? Or if by her, I bring forth a vampire woman to be my heir? Will you show loyalty to my heirs?"  A few of the nobles became uncomfortable at this but calmed themselves. One man rose to his feet boldly and came forward. "My king if I may speak my opinion, it is very bold of you to assume that we will sit back and allow a werewolf to reign over us. We would allow a woman, that is not nearly as bad, but we would do as we did with Sköll, daughter of Fenrir. We would have her step down as soon as a male heir comes of age. My king, I expect that you would be able to bring forth a male heir, a vampire, if you just chose a different woman to be your queen."  Sirius asked him to take a seat as his doubts were confirmed that these people would be more loyal to their traditions than to him, and equally, that meant they could betray Saoirse, Lachlan, and Sroka one day. "My last question is, what if my queen here is Luna of six werewolf packs, and that gives me command over them as Alpha, would you accept if we form an alliance with her kingdoms? I could quickly put a stop to this war if my marriage to her symbolizes an alliance, and what will you say of your loyalty to her and my heirs then?" The nobles became enraged at the thought. "We will not form an alliance with the werewolves! They have their loyalty to Odin! Loki has sworn revenge on Odin and we exist to bring forth that revenge!" "That will be enough!" Sirius said suddenly. The nobility who had become too comfortable speaking to their king quieted down. "That means your loyalty doesn't lie with me, your king, because you would quickly overthrow me if you didn't agree with my decisions."  "You say you follow Loki above your king because he is a God, but hear this, I am the son of the goddess Hel, and the demigod Alastor; I am not a mere vampire. My path is to ascend and you may follow me or you may follow Loki, but you cannot do both. I will not tolerate betrayal, if you cannot swear loyalty to me above Loki then you may leave, but I will teach you the strength of my power."  "You think you follow the God of chaos? I will be the God of Calamity!" Then he unfurled his Valkyrie wings and with his wind sword, he flew up to the spot above the throne where the beam of light was covered and uncovered it. The people gasped as the concentrated sunlight bathed his skin and he didn't burn.  "Bring me the guards who killed me, I should repay the favor; because of them, I now have the blessing of Odin and sunlight doesn't hurt me. You think Loki is your God, but does he have the power over your soul?" 
A_Meza_13 · 73K Views

Naruto : The Wind Calamity

The MC transmigrates into Narutoverse in the body of a civilian orphan. Luckily for him, the transmigration results in chakra being unlocked. Follow the story of the MC as he grows in power and stabilizes himself into the world of ninjas and trains to be the strongest.  Warning :  1. The MC won't be op for a long time. All his power would be gained via hard work and training over years (so if u want an op mc right from the word go, this one ain't for you) 2. No harem (probably no romance either) 3. There will be a lot of killing (maybe gore too, not sure if I can do gore right though) 4. The story will start slow. Quite a few of initial chapters will be around training, orphanage and academy life, instead of directly becoming a Genin. 5. MC is a careful person, he won't put his life at risk unless there is no other choice. 6. I haven't read (nor will be reading) Baruto. So Baruto plotline won't be considered much in here. What to expect : 1. Smart and consistent MC  2. Lots of training 3. MC manipulating the plot to his advantage 4. A lot of original arcs.  5. Plot will mostly stay the same (at least till Shippuden), but I won't repeat any scenes/dialogues that took place in the manga (as I'm assuming you've already read it). Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or its characters (except the original characters I create). The image used in the cover isn't mine and belongs to R. J PS : It's my first fanfic, I'm hoping it turns out good. All reviews and constructive criticisms are welcome. Grammar and English should be fine, but I'm not sure how good the dialogues and scenarios will be. Hopefully I'll improve as this fanfic progresses forward.
Devil_Hex · 26.3M Views

Legacy of the Lost Age

In "Legacy of the Lost Age," an ancient god-king awakens from centuries of slumber, finding himself stripped of divine power and cast into a mortal body. The world he once ruled is unrecognizable, his once-glorious empire now lost to myth and legend. Where he once walked as a being of light, revered and feared, his name and legacy have been twisted into tales of ruin and curses. Villagers whisper of "Lost Ones," ancient beings of immense power who vanished from history, leaving behind relics that are now regarded as forbidden and dangerous. Confused yet resolute, the fallen god-king embarks on a journey to reclaim his forgotten legacy. Guided by faint echoes of his former self, he discovers remnants of his past scattered across the land—old shrines, enchanted artifacts, and places of power that have faded into obscurity. Along the way, he encounters Nia, a young girl drawn to the mysteries of the old world. Through her eyes, he begins to understand how fear and reverence have morphed his legacy into a warning tale, casting shadows over his once-respected rule. But his journey is fraught with danger. Ancient forces lurk in the darkness, entities that have grown powerful in his absence, corrupting the very essence of his world. To restore his power, he must face formidable foes and unlock secrets long buried, risking the wrath of those who would prefer the past remain forgotten. As he reclaims each piece of his former strength, the god-king must confront a critical choice: will he rebuild his empire as the god he once was, or reshape his legacy to protect the people who fear him? The path he walks could either restore the world to its former glory—or plunge it further into darkness.
Johmyzill · 1K Views

Bloodied Soul Bound: Resurrection Of Calamity

His lucid green-blue eyes refused to look away from the alluring sight before, feeling a certain stir in his lower insides as his instincts fully triggered. The air around was tainted with the provocating yet intoxicating scent that filled his sensitive nostrils, watching the bright red liquid slowly sip out of the broken skin on her shoulder. He gulped. Gingerly shifting his gaze to the pair of brown doe orbs, Leviathan immediately noticed the hint of mirth in her eyes. Kamyla grinned, "Are you really so desperate to taste it?" Leviathan didn't respond, struggling to resist the strong temptation of the woman lying underneath him; not to mention her lascivious features protruding from her barely clothed body. His fingers dug deeper into the sheet on both sides of her head. He grinned, "How cheap do you think I am?" "Then do it", her eyes glittered with mischief. "Taste it". Leviathan clenched his jaws, preventing his eyes from wandering back to her corrupting blood. Kamyla then let out a chuckle, raising her hand to cover her bleeding injury. His eyes slitted. "Levi..." The severally disapproved nickname rolled off her tongue, causing him to cringe in annoyance. "If you really want my blood so badly..." She slowly wiped the blood on her thumb, bringing it to her lips to lick it off. Leviathan bit his lower lip. "Then you'll have to earn it". • • • In the year 1503, One of the most powerful Empires in central west Africa, the Sah' Jangi Empire, began to experience strange unexplainable disappearances of their citizens in various kingdoms. To solve the mystery affecting their society, the Royal family alongside the chief priest, decided to summon an ancient demigod to come to their aid — only to accidentally summon a foreign demon god — one with strange pale skin colour different from theirs, but possessed with unimaginable powers enough to help them in their plight. But unknown to them, the arrival of the odd-looking demon prince brings nothing but calamity as dark secrets and lies buried deep in their empire history are brought into the light; causing great changes to all the lands and its people. Especially after he crossing paths with the strongest female warrior of the capital. Kamyla Odjafah. Tags: BWWM. Son of hell. African mythology. Black female lead. War. devilson. African historical fiction. Demons. African fantasy fiction. Ghouls. Witches. Giants. Spirits. Power Couple.
DestinyNdi · 38.8K Views
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