Creepy Stalking

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

⚔ WSA 2025 ENTRY – A NEW LEGENDS IS FORGED! ⚔ A man awoke, stretching lazily. The world had changed, yet he… had simply been sleeping. A notification greeted him. [You have met the hidden condition of your skill: High Upgradation.] [You have unlocked S-Grade Skill: Sleep.] He stared at the screen, dumbfounded. What kind of sick joke was this?! Monsters roamed the streets, people were killing for survival… and his power was to take naps! ____________ Dimension Collapse. The world expanded tenfold, swallowing everything that once existed. The sky shattered like glass, and a massive rift stretched endlessly across it. From the darkness, nightmares emerged—monstrous beasts, ancient horrors, and creatures beyond human understanding. Colossal dragons appeared, their immense bodies eclipsing the sky, shaking the world with roars that shattered mountains and split the earth. Vampires with glowing crimson eyes stalked the night. Demons wreathed in hellfire descended in endless hordes. Beastmen roared beneath the blood-red moon, while goblins, wild and savage, swarmed the streets, feasting on the fallen. Cities crumbled. Lands twisted into strange, terrifying shapes. Reality itself became a battlefield of chaos. Then, as if it were nothing, a glowing screen flickered into existence before every survivor. Terror settled in. Everyone had received a skill—some wielded power over the elements, others bent time or defied death itself. Yet some… awakened curses, abilities so absurd or sinister that they were doomed from the start. The rules were brutal: Kill. Adapt. Evolve. Chaos erupted instantly. Neighbors became executioners. Families slaughtered one another. Streets ran red with blood as the weak perished and the strong carved their place in this new world. [Welcome to the New Era.] [You have been granted 100 Coins.] [Your Unique Skill has been awakened.] [To survive, obtain more coins.] [Methods: Slay the creatures. Kill the others.] -------- ➤ ＡＤＤＩＴＩＯＮＡＬ ＴＡＧＳ➤ ➥( R18-scene) ❖Elves ❖Demons ❖ Beastfolk ❖ Yandere ❖Strong Female Leads ❖ Protagonists ❖Smart MC ❖ Scheming Characters ❖Powerful Enemies❖Level Up ❖Magic ❖Ancient Relics ❖Forbidden Powers ❖Epic Worldbuilding ❖ Dark Fantasy ❖Bloodlines ❖ Mystical Artifacts ❖Secret Societies ❖Divine Intervention ❖Battle for Supremacy ❖Heroes ❖villains ❖Interdimensional Travel ❖Fated Encounters ❖Mythical Beasts The image is not mine; it was AI-generated.

Dark Sapphic Bully Romance - Glyndon Walton: The Waltons, my family, are on top of the world, and very conservative. I’m a good girl who goes to church every Sunday to confess my sins. I’m loyal to my boyfriend aka my future husband. + Katherine Andrews: Since the rumor about me being a lesbian was spread around school, Glyndon and her group never stopped bullying me at school. I just had to bear the bullying a little longer, But I couldn’t… I needed to break her, to hurt her, to make her beg and cry, to destroy her, to make her desperate for me, to show her how much she wants and needs me… I needed her… ______ This book contains. + Good Girl (Bully) X Disrepute biker Girl (The Victim??) +A hint of sport romance +Gay awakening +Biker Girl + Crawling back to her +Height difference +Dark Romance + Stalking

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

The city’s underworld lives in fear of Vesper — a ruthless assassin who strikes only at midnight, leaving behind a single blade engraved with the letter ‘V’ embedded in the victim’s heart. Feared for their strength and precision, Vesper is believed to be a man — a shadow no one dares to cross. For Valerio Moretti, Vesper’s name is more than just a whispered legend. Years ago, the elusive killer claimed his grandfather’s life, leaving a scar Valerio has never forgotten. Now, as rumors of Vesper’s return spread, Valerio knows one thing — the assassin is closing in. Meanwhile, Leona Vale, a bubbly newcomer with an infectious smile, couldn’t be more out of place in Valerio’s violent world. Soft-hearted, a little clumsy, and hopelessly naive, Leona is the least likely person to survive the chaos of the criminal underworld — yet somehow, she does. Known more for spilling drinks than holding her ground, she’s quickly dismissed as a harmless bystander. But as bodies begin to fall and threats draw closer, Valerio faces a race against time to unmask the assassin stalking his empire — before Vesper strikes again. In a world ruled by shadows and blood, some threats hide in plain sight — and the deadliest ones leave no trace at all.

In a realm where ancient magic reigns supreme, supernatural creatures roam free, and the forces of darkness hold sway. Amidst this treacherous landscape, Felix, a powerful and feared devil, stalks the shadows, collecting the souls of humans who dare to cross his path. But Felix is not just a monster ,he's a complex and tortured soul, struggling to tame the darkness within him. When a mortal girl, Faith, stumbles into his world, Felix is drawn to her innocence and purity. He responds to her desperate plea for help, but at a steep price: she will belong to him, body and soul, in exchange for his protection. Faith, unaware of Felix's true nature, agrees to his terms, and as they embark on a perilous journey together, Felix finds himself falling for her. But can a devil truly love, or is it just a ruse to claim another soul? As Faith looks beyond Felix's fearsome exterior and sees the lost and unloved person beneath, she begins to change him. But will her love be enough to redeem him, or will the darkness within him consume them both? Dive into this epic tale of forbidden love, dark magic, and the battle between good and evil. Will Felix and Faith's love prevail, or will it succumb to the darkness that surrounds them? Can a devil truly change, or is it just a matter of time before he returns to his old ways? [⚠️ Warning: 16+ | Contains abuse, violence, and mature content.]

After learning about my girlfriend's infidelity, I got drunk and woke up in the world of the novel R-19. I became a character who is not even included in the extras of the novel — the useless and unnecessary daughter of the Duke de Walt. However, I didn't care about it, because I knew what this world was waiting for ahead. In the near future, the Ruvens Empire will be mired in chaos, and in order to survive it, I decided to quietly sit out in the manor enjoying a luxurious life. Everything went according to plan, until one day I made just one fatal mistake. A year after my rebirth, I accidentally found a wounded commoner in the forest. Out of pity, I decided to take her in and kept her. We lived together until I found out that this was the main villain who was supposed to die at the end of the novel. But because of my interference, the plot of this damn book continued with me! I have to run now! But where...?! After all, this crazy woman is now stalking me. — Where are you going, lady? — I… just went out for a walk. — Take a walk? The border of the empire is not the best place to walk. Let me walk you back. With the sword in her hand, I didn't have a chance to refuse.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

"Two Alphas. One Prophecy. A battle between an obsessed stalker and fated mate." Cael never wanted to be alpha. . He just wanted freedom, to find his mate and live a normal life. But when his father was betrayed and killed, Cael had no choice but to fight and take his place. Now trapped in endless battles to protect his business empire and pack land, which happened to be rich with the coveted moonstone, he has become cold, untrusting, and ruthless, which isolated him from his pack and friends. But when fate brings Elisa into his life, everything changes; something about her stirs all the longing he’s spent years burying to become a successful alpha. Elisa, an omega with a suppressed wolf, has always felt different. Hidden and overprotected by her parents, she doesn’t know that a prophecy ties her to unimaginable power. After an attempt on her life, she joins the Silverclaw Pack under Cael’s protection. With danger lurking in the shadows, she begins to uncover truths about herself—and confusing feelings for the cold alpha that protects her. But Cael isn’t the only one that wants Elisa. Dante, a ruthless alpha hiding his wolf, has spent years stalking her. He knows about her powers and will stop at nothing to claim her, even if it means tearing her away from the one man who may be her soul mate. When an unplanned pregnancy rips Cael and Eli apart, Dante steps in, offering comfort when she feels hurt and betrayed. Two alphas compete for her heart—only one can earn her trust. Will Cael manage to open his heart in time to save Elisa? Or will he give Dante a chance to claim her

Kael, a lone Gloomhound cursed by blood and fate, walks the thin line between hunter and hunted. Branded as a murderer, he stalks the corrupt under the cover of night, guided by visions of their sins. But as the council schemes to resurrect an ancient horror and a reluctant bond ties him to Winter—an heir tainted by human blood—Kael must uncover the truth before he becomes the very monster they fear. In the darkness, the Reaper waits. But who will he claim next?

In a multiverse forsaken by God, countless worlds teeter on the brink of chaos, interconnected by unstable spatial fissures. These realms, collectively known as the Abyss, are drowning in evil—a place where darkness thrives and goodness is a fleeting memory. Millennia ago, angels descended to deliver a divine decree: these worlds would be cast into the Abyss, abandoned forever. God would never look upon them again. Yet, even in the absence of divine grace, some cling to faith. They worship a God who has turned His back on them, their prayers echoing into the void. Stranger still, the demons and devils who rule the Abyss allow this worship to continue, not out of mercy, but for their own twisted amusement. They revel in the corruption of believers, turning hope into despair and faith into madness. Jack, a young man scarred by betrayal and survival, is one such believer—or was. Once a victim of his parents’ sacrificial ritual, he now lives in an abandoned church in the desolate village of Emag, haunted by unseen entities that torment him nightly. But when Jack succumbs to corruption, a new layer of the Abyss is revealed to him—a darker, more dangerous reality where the lines between good and evil blur. As Jack navigates this godless world, he must confront the demons that stalk him, the mysteries of his past, and the unsettling truth about the Abyss itself. Why was he spared when his world was condemned? What lies beyond the spatial fissures? And what happens when a forsaken soul seeks redemption in a realm where even God has turned away?

The world is broken. Realms that were never meant to touch now bleed into one another, warping the land and twisting its survivors into something unrecognizable. Wars raged, gods fell, and the skies rained fire—but the true devastation came from what crept through the cracks. Beings of unfathomable hunger, remnants of dying realms, now stalk the ruins, each vying to claim this world as their own. Kael remembers the night the boundaries shattered. A meteor annihilated his town, but it was no mere rock—it was a herald of the convergence. Five years a slave, he wakes from nightmares of a black-crowned god and a child fed on divine blood, only to be "freed" by a masked stranger who calls him "disappointing" before vanishing. As they travel, they uncover fragments of the truth: the realms’ overlap was no accident. Someone—or something—orchestrated it, and the key to severing the convergence lies in the very ritual that haunts Kael’s dreams. But with every step, the boundaries weaken. In this world of crumbling sanity and predatory gods, Kael must decide: Will he fight to reclaim what’s left of his home, or embrace the power of the Hollow Dominion—and risk becoming the very thing he fears?

The circle held its breath as Damon’s challenge hung in the air, heavy with tension. His voice was light, but his words dripped with provocation. “Xavier, would you rather have the undivided attention of a mysterious person for the rest of the night… or get your dream car?” Xavier’s smirk sharpened, his eyes gleaming with something far more dangerous than amusement. “I choose the first,” he said, his gaze locking onto Kamsi. Her heart stuttered, her pulse quickening under the weight of his stare. Damon’s grin widened. “Then seduce someone here. Fifteen seconds. No touch. No explicit words. Just your charm.” The air grew thick, crackling with anticipation. The room leaned in as Xavier rose slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. His eyes never wavered from Kamsi, who could feel her resolve slipping under his relentless focus. She told herself it was just a game. But the way he moved, the way his presence engulfed her, made her wonder: What happens when a game stops being a game? When Kamsi Chibuike arrived in Washington, D.C., she craved a fresh start—a place where she could blend into the background and escape her past. But blending in was impossible once she crossed paths with Xavier Alastair, the untouchable bully who ruled Washington DC International School with a smirk that promised trouble. Their first encounter left her humiliated, furious… and unforgettable in his eyes. Xavier thrives on power, his sharp tongue and devilish charm keeping everyone at arm’s length. Yet, Kamsi’s defiance sparks something in him—something he can’t ignore. She becomes his favorite target, their clashes more intense with each encounter. But the more they push each other, the more Kamsi senses that beneath Xavier’s cruelty lies something broken, something real. What starts as a battle of wills turns into a dangerous game of attraction, where every insult masks a deeper truth and every glance threatens to ignite something uncontrollable. As Kamsi is drawn into Xavier’s chaotic world, she realizes that he isn’t just the school’s bully—he’s a storm threatening to tear through everything she thought she knew. The Bully’s Redemption is a gripping, tension-filled story of fierce enemies, forbidden desires, and the thin line between hate and passion. In a world where games can become deadly, and redemption seems impossible, Kamsi and Xavier must decide: Will they destroy each other, or will they find salvation in the chaos?

Modern dating is already a minefield, but nothing could have prepared Ellie for falling into a twisted love triangle with a ghost. When her seemingly perfect boyfriend, Ben, starts mumbling secrets to thin air and even forgets their anniversary, Ellie knows something is horribly off. Her worst fears come crashing down when she discovers that Victoria—Ben’s dashing, dead ex—is back from the grave, haunting him with a toxic mix of unresolved passion and vengeful unfinished business. Determined not to lose the man she loves, Ellie embarks on a wild, chaotic journey to outwit this lovesick specter. As she digs deeper into Victoria’s murky past, Ellie uncovers a shocking truth: the ghost’s jealousy is only part of the nightmare. Victoria isn’t just stalking Ben—she’s trapped in an eternal limbo, doomed to suffer unless someone frees her from her own bitter chains. And now, Ellie must face the impossible challenge of saving not just her relationship, but a tortured soul from beyond the grave. In this surreal battle where romance collides with the supernatural and dark humor, Ellie is forced to ask the unthinkable: Can love really transcend death, or is she doomed to become nothing more than an awkward, unwitting third wheel in a paranormal romance that defies all natural laws?

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs.

Synopsis: The Infinite Tapestry Behold The Infinite Tapestry, a boundless expanse woven from an infinite number of universes, realms, and dimensions. Within this cosmic loom, countless realities exist, each with its own unique history, laws of physics, and vibrant inhabitants. Across this staggering multiverse, heroes rise to champion justice, wielding powers beyond imagination and battling against villains whose ambitions stretch across entire realities. From familiar worlds echoing our own to bizarre dimensions governed by magic or unimaginable science, the possibilities are limitless. Explore alternate Earths where history took a different turn, encounter mystical realms teeming with ancient beings, and witness cosmic conflicts that threaten the very fabric of existence. In one universe, a lone vigilante might stalk the neon-drenched alleys of a futuristic city. In another, a team of interdimensional guardians could stand against a cosmic entity threatening to unravel reality itself. The Infinite Tapestry holds within its threads stories of incredible heroism, chilling villainy, breathtaking adventure, and profound mystery. It is a universe without end, where every choice creates a new reality, and the echoes of extraordinary events reverberate across the infinite expanse. Journey through the boundless possibilities of The Infinite Tapestry, where every thread holds a universe waiting to be discovered.

[WSA Entry 2025] First two chapters gonna be info dump to make readers understand the power system and the whole world. [Disclaimer:] This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It delves into the darkest depths of humanity, where morality is shattered, and power reigns supreme. Most readers won’t have the courage to face this unrelenting descent into shadows. If you seek light, hope, and happiness, turn away now. But maybe  just maybe  you’re different. Strong enough to confront the abyss and see what lies beyond. If so, prove it. [Synopsis:] Veythor is a man cursed by fate, his existence a relentless cycle of suffering. Across three lives, he has endured nothing but torment and betrayal. On Earth, he was broken by those he trusted  betrayed by family, ruined by love, and left to die in despair. In his second life, his fate was even crueler, his body and soul crushed by monsters in human form. But Thalvoria his third life is the most merciless of all. A vast and unforgiving world, Thalvoria is ruled by beings of unimaginable power. Here, mages sunder mountains with a thought, empires rise and fall in rivers of blood, and forgotten gods slumber beneath the earth. Mythical beasts stalk cursed forests, and the very land hungers for suffering. In Thalvoria, even the heavens cast shadows  and every choice is a gamble with damnation. Yet Veythor refuses to break. Haunted by memories of his past lives, he sharpens his pain into a weapon. Every betrayal fuels his resolve, every scar strengthens his will. As the balance of power shifts and the Weave of Magic tightens its grip on the world, Veythor sets his sights on a singular goal: to seize control of his cursed destiny, no matter the cost his only goal is to destroy the whole world with himself. But in a land where salvation and damnation are two sides of the same coin, what will remain of the man who refuses to die? When the world itself thirsts for blood, Veythor will rise  or drag all of Thalvoria into the abyss with him.

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.

Her insolence provoked him, but her defiance captivated him, and her presence stirred something primal within him. “Don’t test me, Ember. I am your Alpha, and you will bow to me!” Thorne’s voice thundered. Her eyes burned with fearlessness, her cheeks flushed as she spat back, “Bow to you? I’d rather die!” Thorne’s wolf clawed for control, demanding he claim her. His fangs elongated as he stalked toward her, his hunger and fury colliding. “Don’t even think about it,” she hissed, bracing herself against the pull neither of them could deny.  Alpha’s Thirst for Ember follows Ember, a young wolf torn from her secluded pack and thrust into slavery on Alpha Thorne’s estate. Amidst treacherous power plays and the cunning Luna Serene, Ember unravels dark truths about her family’s connection to Thorne. But as a forbidden bond ignites between them, Ember must decide whether to challenge fate or succumb to it. One choice could shatter her world forever.

{Matured content} Gabriel Fernandez is a perfect billionaire mafia killer that disguised as a multimillionaire CEO of chickVogue group. men wanted to be like him and women wanted to be his. But Gabriel had no use for love. he had only one thing on his to-do-list: To get revenge. unfortunately, he fell in love with the girl he stalked for years and vowed to kill. Ava Williams had a nightstand with her boss, Gabriel Fernandez, whom she barely know just to get back at her boyfriend who just dumped her few weeks before their wedding. Following the scandal on the news about her wild night with her boss, she discovered that she pregnant and was forced by her step mother to marry a stranger, who she only found out was in a critical vegetative state after she signed the marriage contract. Waking up from his vegetative state, Gabriel found out that he was already married to the same girl that has become his obsession and only exception. He pretended To be furious at his marriage situation and treated Ava like a nobody. however, when the opportunity to get closer to her arises, he breaks his own rules to offer her a deal she can’t refuse.    .... A dark soul damaged by his past, An angel forced into marriage. could anything go right?. Would he be able to protect her when the time comes?

In a world transformed by a fallen star, magic has become as natural as breathing - and just as essential for survival. While others revel in their newfound powers, one boy harbors a secret that makes him unlike anyone else. Stalked by those who sense his difference, shunned by a society obsessed with magical might, he navigates a realm where supernatural prowess determines not just status, but survival. "The Shadows of Aethel" follows his desperate journey through a world that treats anything unknown as a threat. In a reality where arcane gifts separate the elevated from the condemned, he must discover whether being different dooms him to the shadows - or marks him for something far more extraordinary than anyone could imagine.

"To survive, he must evolve. To evolve, he must consume. But every step forward pushes him closer to becoming the very thing he fears..." Renji Kuroya was an ordinary office worker struggling to get by—until the day the world changed. When a dungeon suddenly materialized in the heart of the city, chaos erupted. Monsters tore through the streets, and hunters rushed in to fight. Trapped in the middle of the carnage, Renji should have died… but instead, he was infected by something far worse. A dying dungeon core fused with his body, turning him into a part-monster hybrid. Now, to survive, he must consume stronger beings—or risk being consumed himself. But every new power he gains comes with a price: instincts that aren’t his own, urges he can barely control, and a terrifying voice whispering in the back of his mind. As he struggles to resist the monstrous temptation within him, Renji learns the truth: dungeons aren’t random occurrences. They are prisons, and something ancient is trying to break free. The hunters fighting to stop dungeon outbreaks aren’t just exterminators—they’re executioners, eliminating anyone infected like him before they can become a threat. Hunted by the Organization, targeted by rogue factions, and stalked by an entity that knows more about his evolution than he does, Renji faces an impossible choice: Resist the mutation and be hunted like an animal. Embrace the evolution and risk losing his humanity. Or carve his own path and uncover the secrets buried within the dungeons. But the deeper he delves into this new reality, the more he realizes: his infection wasn’t an accident. It was a selection. And he wasn’t the first. But he might be the last.

" Am sorry let's just break up, goodbye", he said leaving her there dumbfounded, she just stared ahead with tears in her eyes, starring into nothing and shaking her head in denial, " No he's coming back, it was just a joke, it's not real" she muttered to herself, she just couldn't believe Sam had broken up with her, she kept on crying and muttering, " No, it's not real" " It's real", she suddenly heard, looking up she was surprised to find the handsome face of her boss......... ********* Drayson Efron, the famous CEO of Fly High Industries where Lya Sanders works, on her first day of work he sees her and was intrigued, finally believing in love at first sight, but after getting a background check done on her, he finds out she has a boyfriend, much to his disappointment, but due to fact that he couldn't have her, he began to stalk her and while stalking her he finds out that her boyfriend was not faithful to their relationship, due to his love for her, he felt that she deserved to know the truth, but her boyfriend suddenly breaks up with her leaving her shattered and giving him a chance to finally come into her life.

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The action takes place on an alternative Earth, which is subject to a system similar to the game one. Here people create characters and bring them into the real world. Creatures appear that could not appear naturally. These are cute animal girls, creepy battle dolls, and also strange animals with antennas that spread a signal that can control other beings.

Elias Voss is a 21st-century economics student trapped in the body of Lorenzo di Civita , a debt-ridden spice trader in the oligarchic republic of Valenzo . In a world where merchant guilds control every aspect of trade—from silk roads to alchemical patents—Lorenzo’s only inheritance is a ramshackle stall and a death threat from the powerful Casa di Ferro guild. But Lorenzo has a weapon his enemies can’t fathom: modern economics . Using concepts like supply-chain optimization, futures markets, and decentralized networks, he begins smuggling contraband spices through pirate-infested waters, undercutting guild monopolies. As he recruits a ragtag alliance of sailors, alchemists, and disgraced nobles, Lorenzo’s shadow economy ignites a rebellion. Yet the guilds strike back. Assassins stalk his crew. A rival trader, Seraphina Contarini (heiress to a shipping dynasty), toys with him in a deadly game of romance and sabotage. Worse, Lorenzo’s innovations catch the eye of Duke Aurelio , the ailing republican leader, who sees in him a pawn to destabilize foreign rivals. When Lorenzo’s closest ally is publicly executed for heresy, he faces a choice: retreat to his newfound wealth or gamble everything to dismantle the guilds’ stranglehold. But as his revolution gains momentum, he realizes the greatest threat isn’t the oligarchs—it’s the vacuum of power he’ll leave behind.

Every secret has a watcher. Every mask hides a weakness. And _Yukimura Kira_ is running out of places to hide. By day, she's just another nameless face in Tokyo’s endless crowd. But by night, she becomes _Luna_ , an underground idol wrapped in secrecy. No one knows her real name. No one knows her real face. And that’s exactly how she’s survived. Until now. Because someone is watching . _Kairos_—a ghost in the system, a hacker who doesn’t just break into networks but into lives. He was sent to track her, to gather intel, to report back. But the more he watches, the more he _wants_ . Every message he sends is a warning. Every intrusion is a claim. Every whispered threat is laced with something darker—something he refuses to name. But Kira isn’t just being stalked. Someone else is hunting her. Someone who doesn’t care about Luna , the idol. Someone who wants Kira dead. Now, she has two choices: Run from the faceless threat closing in on her real life. Or confront the man behind the screen who refuses to let her go. Because Kairos isn’t just watching anymore. He’s _waiting_ . And if she falls into his hands… escape may no longer be an option. How do these two worlds collide? Under what circumstances will they meet—will it spark a forbidden romance or a tragic downfall?

THE DEVIL'S SERIES:- The Devil's Hunt is the new title... Don't worry guys because of the cover. “Lilith Isha Romanio, you really think that’s who you truly are, my Queen? Or shall I say it? Hm… my cunning little fox, My beautiful wife…” I was the nightmare of many people but he thinks I am cute. He was not the person I carved for. Neither did I want him to be my salvation. My Shadows were loyal to him. He watched me, stalked me, and shoved me into the memories which I never knew I had. Yet he did it. Painted my canvas, the black chaotic ones with a contrasting deep crimson. Rudraveer Pratap Rathore… those sets of smoldering grey eyes, sinister grin of the Devil, and his aphrodisiac sinful voice made my killermind traspie into his webs of hell. And his flames of hellfire stroke something dark and forbidden within me… Was I Lilith Isha Romanio? Or who was I? He questioned it and I, fell into a pit of abyss to answer it. With the shivers of pleasure, passion, and twisted love. And I? I enjoyed it. This was our Fated Twist… ~*~*~*~*~