Rando Of Blood

In a riven world, humanity is relentlessly consumed by unending war. Darsion, a war nation ruled by dictatorship, expands its brutal conquest across the nations, devastating the allied forces of Ilbaris and Petrus and turning the hyperboreal island of Fjellheim into a frozen hell. From Ilbaris and Petrus's allied Fjellheim division emerges Nicolai Ikiforo, a 14-year-old child who was forcefully taken in by the Ilbarian forces, as a under-valued brat.

In Ravelyn, power is not learned—it’s unleashed. Every soul carries the mark of the beast. When emotions break loose, so does the flesh. Men grow claws in rage. Women sprout wings in despair. Magic is a memory; all that’s left is the ruin of instinct and the monsters it births. Ivar was born different. While others lose control to transform, he becomes something else entirely—more composed, more focused, more dangerous. His calm is a trigger, not a leash. Cast out from the orphanage for being too unpredictable in his stillness, Ivar is left to fend for himself in a town that devours its broken. But something—someone—is watching him from the cliffs. She speaks little, and when she does, her words feel like puzzles. Wild, sharp-eyed, and living where no one dares go, the girl offers no comfort—only questions. And Ivar, for the first time, begins to wonder if being a beast is the only path in this world… or if there’s something worse. As Ravelyn’s wounds fester and strange powers begin to stir again, Ivar finds himself at the center of a quiet storm—one that might tear the world open.

“Every year, a girl is taken. This time, Elira volunteered—only she didn’t.” In a remote village where vampire lords demand a tithe of blood, sixteen-year-old Elira is sacrificed to protect her younger sister. But when she arrives at the ancient and cursed estate of Lord Calvorn, she discovers the blood tithe is not just a cruel tradition—it’s a trap wrapped in secrets, power, and prophecy. Haunted by forbidden dreams, stalked by a northern vampire who speaks in riddles, and marked by a power she doesn’t yet understand, Elira begins to unravel a legacy buried by centuries of silence. The estate pulses with ancient magic. The mirrors whisper her name. And the master of the house watches her too closely… as though he remembers something she has yet to recall. In a house of monsters, what if the real danger is the blood in her own veins? Fans of slow-burn romantic tension, gothic intrigue, and dark court politics will fall into the shadows with Elira—where nothing is as it seems, and every drop of blood tells a story.

Micah you are playing with fire! She was just a farmer's daughter, living a simple life with her sister and her sick father. But everything changed overnight, her only source of living, her father's farm was forcefully seized by the king. Micah is forced to venture into the unknown, she has three days to see the king or her father's farm will be brought to ruins, but what happens when she is met with obstacles and ends up being with the one person she hates. One kingdom, five queens! Vicious concubines, royal rivals. Micah is forced to face all this when out of the blue she is told she has to get married to Ragaleon the king of Decreash. Now she has to learn how to be a queen, how to survive in a harem filled with women that would end her life just to sit beside Ragaleon, it's a bloody battle, but if royalty is not bloody, then what is?

In the mortal world of Ireas, only those born with divine gifts can cultivate into immortals. But Sophie, an ordinary girl with no powers, is barely surviving. Her parents sold their souls to demonic cultivators to save her, but failed to repay their debt. Now, the demons have come to collect... from her. Alone, powerless, and hunted, Sophie’s fate seems sealed, until Axeden, the mysterious and cold God of Fire, descends from the heavens. His claim? She is his fiancée. His mission? A secret even the gods dare not speak. As a forgotten curse begins to awaken and hidden memories stir within her, Sophie finds herself trapped in a divine web of lies, love, and fate. He came to betray her… But will he end up breaking the heavens to protect her?

He was their firstborn — and their biggest mistake. Jedidiah gave them everything: loyalty, silence, love. But when his parents’ marriage collapsed, so did his place in the world. His mother ran into the arms of his father's best friend. His father found comfort in a wealthy widow with a bitter heart and two cruel children. Suddenly, Jedidiah was nothing — pushed aside, bullied at school, mocked at home, and eventually thrown into the streets like trash. But ashes don’t stay buried forever. Years later, the family that broke him is falling apart. The company is bleeding. The lies are surfacing. And the only one who can save them... is the son they left behind. But Ethan didn’t come back for forgiveness. He came back for power. For truth. For himself. Ashes of Blood and Betrayal is a jaw-dropping family drama about pain, survival, and the silent strength of the forgotten. This is not just a story of revenge — it’s a story of rebirth.

“When the Hollowed came, they didn’t just kill us. They erased us.” In a forgotten corner of the world, a massacre leaves young Kael Ardyn as the sole survivor of his village. The attackers were not beasts, but something worse—Hollowed, cursed remnants of the dead that devour memories instead of flesh. No graves were left. No names remembered. But one soul refused to fade. His younger sister, Lyra, now lingers inside a cursed blade—her voice echoing in Kael’s mind, growing colder with every swing. Taken in by a hidden order called the Veilwardens, Kael learns to wield Soulcraft, a forbidden art that binds the dead into living weapons. Each battle chips away at what remains of Lyra’s spirit… and Kael’s humanity. As Kael delves deeper into the Order’s secrets, he uncovers a horrifying truth: the Hollowed weren’t born from chaos… They were created. To destroy the monsters and the system that made them, Kael must become something far worse. This is not a story of heroes. It’s the blood-soaked requiem of the forsaken.

Blood is all there is. Vita is all that gives. After the suicide of the High Monarch, the Senvia Empire is thrown into chaos. Denegis Blanc, Second Son of Blood Denegis, finds his peaceful life thrown into chaos. With peace gone, what will he do? In a world where power is inherited through veins and destiny is written in vitas, what remains when the old order dies?

With the last name on his revenge list crossed out, Oliver died. In a twist of fate, he found himself in the past, before the chain of events had even started. Given this second chance, his aim was clear: to do it all over again, but this time, better. He once again set out with his ability to control and store blood. Blood storage limit increase 2.5L to 5L 5 to 10 10 to 20 20 to 40 40 to 80 ..... 20,480 to 40,960 Hundred thousand, a Million, ten million, where exists the limit of his ability? How far can he go? How strong can he become? Who will he save? Who will he murder in cold blood? Let's see his journey. [ A/N: This is a modern fantasy novel that happens on a slightly more advanced parallel earth. There are connected other worlds, superhumans and special abilities in the novel. The main character is a villain who regresses to a time before he lost everything. The main character’s ability is blood manipulation, revival, blood storage, and infinite regeneration with blood.] --- As demons attacked the world, one of the most feared villains known to mankind escaped his prison. For the past decade, the high-security containment zone, "The Abyss," had held him captive. But recent demon attacks forced the transfer of essential prison personnel, weakening its security. Seizing this opportunity, Oliver Thorne escaped. Contrary to expectations, he displayed no anger, rage, or remorse, instead heading directly for the heart of the demon army. The blood of the fallen rose like a tsunami, merging with him as he flew across the sky. He reached the center of the demon army. Suddenly, the world turned crimson. An enormous energy wave tore through space and time, shredding the strongest demons into dust. More blood erupted, fueling further explosions. Until everything was reduced to dust. The crimson devil, the supposedly unkillable villain, finally perished. But, unknown to him, fate had other plans. After death, Oliver Thorne was sent to his teenage years. The time before he became a villain. What would he do with the unexpected second chance he received? Tags : Action, Adventure, Scheming Protagonist, Villainous Protagonist, Politics, War, Military, Otherworld, Portal, Monsters. Super power, Super heroes, Super villains.

In a world where life is just another pawn on a bloodstained board, Hermes rises—not for glory, but for vengeance. Betrayed and left with nothing but scars and silence, he returns to the shadows with one goal: purge the game from within. But this is no ordinary war. In a city where power wears suits and corruption hides behind luxury, every move is a calculation, every ally a risk. Beneath the neon lights and velvet masks, the true game is not won with bullets—but with strategy, sacrifice, and sheer will. As secrets unravel and enemies blur into allies, Hermes must answer the one question that haunts every master of the game: Who really controls the board? "Blood Chess" is a ruthless descent into the criminal underworld, where brilliance is a weapon and survival is checkmate. One wrong move, you lose everything. One perfect move, you own the board.

In a world where purity of blood defines worth, and the highborn cultivate power under Heaven's decree, those born of "tainted blood" are condemned to servitude, silence, or slaughter. But from the filth and ash of this cruel order, a boy rises — not with prayers, nor with vengeance… but with perfect, calculated coldness. Mo Tianyin, born without privilege, without hope, carries no delusions of justice. What he seeks is not rebellion… but replacement. His mind is sharper than steel, his heart colder than the grave, and every step he takes is a move against a thousand-year tyranny. He will lie, sacrifice, and slaughter — not for glory, not for love — but to build a world where the sky itself can bleed. He is the shadow beneath Heaven. And shadows do not kneel.

kill him, someone please kill that monster! monster where’s the monster? wait hope you don’t mean me. I’m offended to call someone as handsome,smart and also handsome as me and yes i said handsome twice because important things need to be stated twice, can you believe the nerve of this guy he and his vampire buddies wanted me dead and when I killed them he has the nerve to call me a monster. The elders will come for your head my clan will come for you, ooh I hope so and don’t worry I’ll send them to you soon after all can’t have you getting lonely wherever you are going, why are you doing this, nothing personal just good old fashioned genocide with a side dish of revenge. And next time you go after a guy’s family make sure they are all dead okay time to die and tell the others down there to prepare a nice place for your clan members don’t worry about the cost in hell tell them Sinclair sent you. Sinclair no but you are supposed to be de..ad.

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

“The world was built on Law. But the Law forgot the boy.” Synopsis: In the skybound empire of Quinsley, where castles drift on chained islands and nobility is bred like cattle for war and glory, Prince Ezekiel Von Quinsley III is the forgotten branch of a golden tree—third prince, fifth in line, and entirely unloved. Mocked by his siblings, ignored by his father the Emperor, and born of a concubine scorned by the court, Ezekiel lives in silence, tethered only to his gentle mother and his bright, defiant little sister, Amelia. But all of that ends the day he follows his cousins into a forbidden cave carved into the cliffs of the empire. Inside, time fractures. Statues breathe. And blood runs freely across white marble as the children of royalty are massacred by divine constructs—living embodiments of Law itself. Ezekiel, half-dead and left to rot, is offered one final choice by a voice beyond flesh: > “Become my vessel, and you shall live.” That voice belongs to Azrael, the Primordial Dragon of Law, Order, and Concepts—a forgotten force banished from the world above. Bound to its will but not yet its slave, Ezekiel rises from death… altered, ancient, and hunted. As he flees into the Fallen Earth, where broken gods still whisper and twisted tribes remember the truth of the empire’s lies, Ezekiel must unravel the mystery of Concepts—abstract powers drawn from emotion, trauma, and the deepest laws of existence. But as Ezekiel gathers strength in silence, a storm builds in the Empire above. For Law does not tolerate rebellion. And it never forgets its own. > Will Ezekiel become the hand of judgment… or the blade that severs its chains? --- Themes: Power born from trauma Godhood through suffering The nature of justice vs law Memory as power Identity reclaimed through pain

Welcome to my story, My name is Clarke but people in my village call me Blood Reina. It means the savior. Long time ago my Father was one among the Five Immortal who died by the hands of the man Called Bratva. He came to my village (Out Post) and massacred people lots of them. And left a few of them to live by providing him. He has his men every corner in Out Post. Well I inherited my father’s powers and I team up with two of my friends and decided to them down one by one and lastly. We will kill Bratva. But I didn’t realize that what am dealing with is a huge problem. But in order to fight him I had to find more of his enemies, people who want him dead and join forces together.

The Draken Continent is a land of riches, magic, and war. But for a nameless slave who once lived a peaceful life, it's a land that stole everything from him—his family, his home, and his dignity. Once the son of a humble schoolteacher, he watched his parents executed in the public square for a crime they didn't commit. At sixteen, he was sold like cattle and trained to kill for nobles who saw him as nothing more than a disposable weapon. Now, bleeding out on the battlefield, he laughs at the irony of it all. The world only respects one thing—Strength. As death wraps around him, a mysterious voice offers him a choice. One question: "Do you desire strength?" This is the story of a broken boy who rises from blood and ashes to challenge fate itself. In a world ruled by power, he will carve a name that even the gods will remember. Pain built him. War forged him. Now, strength will define him.

In this world where monsters roam-They were not born of nature, nor were they created by God. There is only one thing that is certain: The origin of every nightmare... was humanity. Jealousy. Desire. Arrogance. From these emotions, darkness took form, and monsters were born. But who truly created them? And why? This story does not begin with an answer-It begins with a single question. Guided by that question, Five strangers from different parts of the world set foot in Japan. They do not yet know. That nightmares beyond imagination await them there. And now, the curtain rises. A story of a silent hell-Where common sense and hope will be shattered.

treated worthless in his own clan and people, a powerless boy lives like a loser in a world ruled by magic and nobility. With no attributes, no magic, and no title, he’s treated as nothing more than an NPC in his own life. His only light—his girlfriend—abandons him for a powerful noble who is going to become a top and poweful person, crushing what little hope he had left. But fate doesn’t forget. When a forgotten curse awakens in his bloodline, he rises not as a hero... but as vengeance reborn. This time, he won’t just chase justice—he’ll rewrite the world’s rules.

YOU EVER DELIVER PANEER TIKKA AND WAKE UP AS A F*CKING COSMIC TIME BOMB? Ashvael Raut was a nobody—just another poor bastard dodging potholes and police on Mumbai’s streets, delivering food and barely scraping by. His only goals? Feed his sister. Stay invisible. Die old. But fate had other plans—and it bit him in the f*cking neck. One wrong turn down a jungle highway, and Ash found a bleeding man lying in the middle of the road. No ID. No heartbeat. Just a stare that split reality in half… and teeth sharp enough to tear destiny apart. Since then? Sh*t’s broken. • The city glitches like a bad signal. • Dead languages pour from his mouth like venom. • Shadows whisper names even gods forgot. • And worst of all—Ash sees through the skin of the world… and it sees him back. What crawled inside him that night wasn’t human. It was ancient. It was hungry. And now it’s waking up. Secret cults want to gut him open and drink what’s inside. Government freakshows want to turn him into a weapon. And somewhere deep beneath the city—something older than gods is calling him by name. Ash didn’t ask for this. But if the world wants a monster? Then it’s time they f*cking met one. #MumbaiIsWatching #UrbanMythCore #YouAreTheCurse #GodsBleedToo #DeliveryBoyFromHell Side Effects May Include: Sudden memory loss, prophetic nightmares, spontaneous teleportation, and an uncontrollable urge to burn everything that breathes. Read at your own f*cking risk. "Some inherit thrones. Others inherit extinction." THERE WILL BE NO CHAPTER ON SUNDAY'S

In a city of Aztlan, a priest named Cuathli is guided by a vision to the steps of the temple of Xochipilli. There, he finds Tlacotzin—a poor street musician barely surviving by playing his flute in the city market. The priest takes the young man into the temple, where Tlacotzin discovers a new life within its sacred walls. But destiny approaches—one they may not be prepared for. New chapter every Thursday at 6:00 PM CEST. There are 4 chapters ahead on my Patreon. I invite you to my X https://x.com/MSM44autor

London, 1820 A kingdom shrouded in darkness. A bloodline cursed by power. A legacy of silver and shadows. Centuries ago, a king's insatiable thirst for power turned him into a monster—a vampire. His dark transformation left a curse upon his descendants: the Silver Blood, a gift and a torment. Silver Blood turns any weapon they wield into a force capable of slaying vampires—and according to ancient legend, holds the power to restore vampires to humanity. But no one knows if this power is salvation… or damnation. Maverick Crus Beecham, or Marx, is no stranger to the shadows. As the most skilled of the kingdom’s Special Soldier Night Guards, Marx has dedicated his life to protecting the realm. Yet when his stern uncle, Lawrence Beecham, unexpectedly sends him away for three months to inherit his title as Earl, Marx’s world takes an unforeseen turn. Enter Cherie, a mysterious and charismatic nobleman who exudes charm as easily as breathing. Their fateful meeting throws Marx into a whirlwind of intrigue, danger, and unspoken secrets. Despite their clashing personalities—Marx’s stoic discipline against Cherie’s playful magnetism—they are drawn together by a shared purpose, an enigmatic mission, and Cherie’s declaration of a "date" that feels more like destiny. “We should go through all of the ups and down, for better, for worse, until we are part by death” A tale of cursed bloodlines, enduring secrets, and unexpected romance, Sovereign of Silver Blood is a gothic adventure romance.

You are the sin I must erase. But first, I must understand." In a world where magic is bound within stones, people like Anna are an anomaly. Their power flows through their veins without a medium. An ancient blood gift, its origins forgotten even by those who bear it. The Inquisition calls it heresy. Officer Kiron is an executioner, tasked with purging the world of this corruption. When Anna returns to the city after her parents' death, their meeting is inevitable. Kiron is her best friend’s fiancé. He is calm and methodical. He breaks people like her into splinters. But after an explosion, when Anna saves his life using forbidden magic, an invisible bond forms between them. The one that should never have existed. Now, he hunts her not just as an inquisitor. There is hunger in his eyes, a craving for what the Inquisition has ordered him to hate. In her chest there is fear of a man whose fingers know how to snap the ribs of heretics. How can she protect herself from the Inquisition’s claws and avoid becoming a pawn in the games of power-hungry players when she’s just a piece on the board?

Rui is a fifteen year old highschool student, who after enduring years of bullying, is brought to the brink of death and left to die in an alleyway. That's when he meets Kana, the mysterious 500 year old vampire who appears almost like a guardian angel. He saves Rui and turns him into a fledlging vampire. But what seemed like a random act of kindness has turned into a sadistic relationship between master and dog. Rui now must learn to traverse the vampire world with his seemingly lazy yet dangerous new guardian who shrouds his past in secrets. Labeled as a Fool, Rui takes it as an insult, but it's actually the name given to vampires from a specific blood attribute. Among the vampire hirearchies structured in Suits like playing cards, Rui is a Fool. A rare and special Suit despited by vampire kind. Stuck between the boundaries of being a human and a vampire, he must now decide to retain his humanity or accept his new immortality, all while facing the dangers that comes from the shadowed world he was forced to become apart of.

The King of Kingston , father of storms and steel is dying. The word rides salt winds and whisper smoke: his crown, his gold, his fleet of black-sailed ships, all free for the bold enough to claim them. he sends a message to his Four sons, four heirs, scattered by blood feuds and grudges older than their scars. Levi, who bends kingdoms like storms bend trees. Benjamin, who turned gutter thieves into silk-draped nobles. Esau, the ghost prince exiled to the sea’s edge. Aziz, rebel blade, the bastard who vowed never to bow. But blood means nothing when the throne promises everything. Two brothers already weigh blades in the dark, each willing to kill the rest to be crowned alone. Beyond the royal veins, worse shadows gather the warlords he once bribed and chained now circle Kingston’s dying heart, hungry to carve up his kingdom before his bones are cold. Power is Arcane-born, faith-forged and mercy is the first to drown. In the end, only one lion roars loud enough to rule.

Izabella and her family are on the run from her psychopath father. the police can't keep them safe and it's only a matter of time before he finds them. Jumping from school to school Izabella feels like she is running on borrowed time. On top of all that she seems to be juggling the unwanted attention of the school hottie. unfortunately for him, Izabella must go on the run once again to get away and along the way meets a mysterious man that she can't get out of her head. will Izabella be able to overcome all the obstacles destiny is throwing her way in order to find her true love and happiness or will she lose everything she holds dear.