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Bloodwing System: Devour, Breed, Dominate, and Ascend

In Cryptoria, gods do not live in myths—they walk among mortals. Vampires reign in blood-soaked palaces. Werewolves hunt beneath crimson moons. Demons tempt, angels judge, and magic shapes the fate of kingdoms. And somewhere in the shadows... A forgotten prince awakens. Alex River, a brilliant young scientist from Earth, is murdered while protecting the ancient fossil of a legendary dragon alongside his beautiful mother, Anna River. But death is not his end— It’s his beginning. Reborn inside a vampire’s coffin as Alex Bloodheart, in a realm ruled by blood, lust, and power, Alex inherits the Bloodwing System—a primal force that fuses vampire immortality with the wrath of dragons. Now, with his vampire mother—the seductive Empress Rose Bloodheart—as his first conquest, Alex begins a path of forbidden domination. With no memory of the body’s past, and the dragon's essence fused into his soul, he unlocks the Bloodwing System—a primal force that binds vampire immortality with draconic wrath. His mission is brutal and clear: Devour blood. Breed queens. Dominate empires. Ascend as the Bloodwing God. Across realms and empires—from angelic sanctuaries to demon-filled hells, from werewolf packs to god and goddess cults—Alex will conquer goddesses, claim princesses, take queens, and turn enemy women into lovers. He will make queens moan under his command. Princesses will beg for his hands. Empresses will surrender and tamed beneath his touch and bite. Even goddesses will fall— Not for his might… but for the fire in his kiss and the hunger in his soul. But every queen he takes, every realm he bends… brings him closer to a secret that could tear reality apart: The gods fear what he will become. Welcome to Cryptoria— Where blood births gods, and the strongest man… claims them all. --------------- Author’s Note: Give this story a try — dive into Alex’s dark, seductive rise from blood-soaked beginnings to godhood. If you love overpowered MCs, forbidden harem bonds, and worlds ruled by lust, magic, and war… You’re in for a wild ride. Your power stones, reviews, and comments help me fuel this madness, one queen at a time. Let’s build the legend of the Bloodwing God together — One bite, one throne, one goddess at a time. ------------------ [Genre: Fantasy • Adult • Ecchi • Rebirth • Paranormal • Lust Cultivation • System Progression • Multiverse Domination • War & Strategy • Supernatural Romance • Dark Erotica • Mythology • Dragon/Vampire Hybrid Power • Empire Conquest • R18 Erotic Fantasy • Forbidden Bonds (Mother, Sister, Enemy) • No NTR / No Reverse Rape / No Weakness • Possessive MC (No Woman Shared) • Women Obsess Over MC’s Dominant Aura]
Scorpio_saturn777 · 2K Views

Rise of the Primimials

Before the gods, before the first flames of creation, before even the concept of form or thought—there was only The Void. Silent. Infinite. Unshaped. And yet, within this boundless abyss, something stirred. From the nothingness, three forces emerged, like threads weaving together the first fabric of existence. These were not gods, nor were they beings of thought—they were essences, fundamental truths of reality itself. Each one distinct, yet inseparably bound to the others, ensuring that creation could ever take root. The Continuum of Space—The foundation upon which all things are built. Without it, nothing could exist in form or structure. It is the skeleton of reality, defining boundaries, distances, and the vastness of the cosmos. It separates matter from void, the heavens from the abyss, and ensures that existence is not a singular, undivided mass. The Flow of Time—The great river that moves all things forward. Without it, existence would be an eternal, stagnant moment, neither past nor future, only an endless Now. It is the force that dictates growth, decay, and the very concept of change. The Essence of Emotion—The spark that gave purpose to creation. Where Space gave form and Time gave movement, Emotion gave meaning. It is the will of existence itself, the force that fuels ambition, hope, despair, and desire. Without it, creation would have no direction, no dreams, no soul. These three primal forces intertwined like the threads of an infinite loom, shaping reality from nothingness. Their collision did not simply create a single world—it birthed the Multiverse, an infinite sea of realms, each one a unique reflection of the interplay between these cosmic truths. Where Space stretched, galaxies bloomed. Where Time flowed, stars ignited, burned, and faded. Where Emotion stirred, life took root, seeking purpose in the infinite. Percy Atlas Magus, was admitted to a prestigious university frequented by heirs of powerful Chaebol families. A devastating accident soon followed, tearing apart the Magus family. Percy survived only to awaken in a strangely altered reality—one where his beloved twin sister Camilia, became unrecognizably distant, and the sudden introduction of someone he didn't realize was family. Now, Percy must navigate this perplexing new reality, guided by an enigmatic floating screen {Infinite Omega System.} With his path intertwined with cosmic forces and familial bonds strained by fate itself, Percy’s journey becomes one of survival, reconciliation, and the pursuit of hidden truths. Join him as he battles the challenges of his altered life, unlocking the secrets of the universe and the powerful legacy that awaits him and his sisters—the foretold awakening of the Triquetra, the legendary Power of Three
Po3_TrinityCPE · 23.1K Views

A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 127.2K Views

"Lust system": Rise of the Harem lord

After dying a virgin, Elias Gray is given a second chance—reincarnated in a magical world with the "Lust System", a divine artifact that allows him to gain power by pleasuring women, fulfilling their desires, and growing a harem of elite lovers. From cold queens and fierce warrior women to shy beastgirls and seductive demons, Elias must dominate the world with charm, cunning—and unholy pleasure. But pleasure comes with a price, and not all lovers are loyal. Can he rise to the top without being devoured by lust or betrayal? Elias wandered through the bustling Travelers’ Hub, a sprawling nexus of portals and pathways where high-ranking voyagers crossed dimensions. The air hummed with the faint pulse of arcane energy, and the scent of ozone clung to the stone corridors. His boots echoed against the polished marble as he passed glowing sigils etched into the walls, each marking a gateway to another realm. He was no stranger to these halls, but tonight, a faint murmur from the inner chambers of the elite travelers piqued his curiosity. The voices were low, urgent, and laced with something primal that made his pulse quicken. Drawn toward a shadowed alcove, Elias noticed a heavy iron door, slightly ajar, its surface engraved with runes that pulsed faintly in the dim light. A cold draft slipped through the crack, carrying a whisper of sound—a soft, rhythmic moan that stirred the air. His breath caught, curiosity warring with caution, but the pull was too strong. He nudged the door open and stepped into a chamber cloaked in near-darkness, lit only by a single flickering torch that cast long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. In the center of the room, Lilith knelt on a plush velvet cushion, her silhouette unmistakable even in the gloom. Her dark hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, her skin glowing faintly as if kissed by moonlight. She was bent forward, her hands braced against the floor, her body arched in a way that spoke of surrender and desire. Beside her stood a man, his face marred with jagged scars that caught the torchlight, giving him a rugged, dangerous edge. His eyes burned with intensity as he gazed down at her, his presence commanding the room. The air grew thick as the man’s hand moved, deliberate and unhurried. He spat into his palm, the sound sharp in the quiet, and slid his fingers along Lilith’s exposed skin, tracing the curve of her thigh before slipping between her legs. A low, shuddering moan escaped her lips, her body trembling as she parted her thighs wider, inviting more. The man’s fingers worked with a slow, teasing rhythm, coaxing gasps from her that echoed softly off the stone walls. Her breaths grew ragged, her hips rocking against his hand, and then—a sharp cry as her body convulsed, a glistening rush of release spilling onto the floor beneath her. The man let out a deep, guttural groan, his own arousal evident in the tightening of his jaw. He shifted, freeing himself from his trousers, his erection thick and heavy in the flickering light. He pressed himself against her, sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust that drew a long, throaty moan from Lilith. Her fingers curled against the floor, nails scraping the stone as he moved, each thrust deep and measured, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the chamber. In and out, a steady rhythm that built with intensity, her gasps rising in pitch. Lilith’s eyes fluttered, her body quivering with pleasure as she pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a hunger of her own. When he paused, drawing back slightly, she reached for him, her hand guiding him back inside with a desperate urgency. Her moans grew louder, unrestrained, as she surrendered fully to the sensation, her body trembling under the weight of her desire. The room seemed to pulse with their shared rhythm, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and heat, the torchlight casting their entwined shadows across the walls like a forbidden dance. R18 content
Obaze_Emmanuel · 78.6K Views

A HUNTER KARMA

--- A HUNTER KARMA By 11spartan_star --- The Origin of Karma In his first life, Jimmy Martin was a fearless Jamaican hunter, renowned across his land for his unmatched skill in tracking and killing the most dangerous animals. His pride in his abilities grew over the years, but so did the trail of blood he left behind. He hunted without mercy, believing himself to be untouchable. That belief ended the day his life was taken—struck down by the combined attack of a bear and a honey badger. But Jimmy’s story did not end with death. In the void between life and the afterlife, he encountered a mysterious god. The god’s voice echoed coldly in the darkness: > “In your past life, you took lives for sport. Now, every life will hunt you in return. This… is your karma.” Jimmy was reborn in a savage, untamed world—not as a man, but as the very animal that contributed to his death: a honey badger. His human identity stripped away, his new name became Karma. --- The Curse of Karma As punishment, Karma was bound to an unbreakable curse: Every human he meets will instinctively try to kill him. Even the kind-hearted cannot resist the primal urge to hunt him. To humans, Karma is nothing more than a demon beast that must be destroyed. But beasts, monsters, and the wild see him differently. Some fear him. Others respect him. A few may even follow him. Karma now walks a brutal path where he is no longer the hunter—but the hunted. --- The Demon’s Bargain During his desperate struggle for survival, Karma encounters a dying demon god. The demon makes him a forbidden offer: > “Drink my blood. Eat my flesh. Devour my five hearts. Fulfill two of my dying wishes… And I shall grant you power… and perhaps, the chance to free yourself.” The demon promises Karma strength beyond imagination. But in exchange, Karma must: Consume the demon’s blood, flesh, and five hearts. Fulfill two dangerous wishes that the demon could not complete before his death. Whether Karma accepts this power or finds another way is a choice that will shape his fate—and possibly the fate of the entire world. --- Core Themes of the Story Survival: Karma has no system, no stats, no cheats—only raw instinct, pain, and brutal experience. Revenge and Redemption: Can Karma break the cycle of violence he once embraced? Fate vs. Free Will: Is Karma forever trapped by the curse, or can he forge his own destiny? Beast vs. Humanity: Will Karma lose his human soul and fully become the beast he now is? --- The Legend Begins… Jimmy Martin was once the hunter. Karma is now the hunted. His fight for survival begins now. ---
11spartan_star · 856 Views

MONSTER HOUSE: MY MONSTROUSITY FAMILY

NOTE: IF YOU'RE SENSETIVE TO GORE STORIES PLEASE, DON'T READ: In the beast-world of Burmurlerk, Queen Yrmeta, a powerful, dragon-like monarch blessed with primal elemental magic, once ruled in peace. But her reign shattered when members of her own court, nobles, governors, even distant kin, accused her of consorting with the forbidden forces of the Ancienty Seven of Deadly Beings, ancient entities tied to corruption and apocalyptic power. Betrayed from within, war erupted. Yrmeta’s realm burned. Many of her bloodline, cousins, nieces, nephews, siblings, and older children, were killed. With her kingdom crumbling, she fled through a rift to Earth with only her husband Lord Velkan, her sister Aunt Tyrraline, and four of her surviving children (ages 25, 23, 21, and 19). On Earth, Yrmeta entered a conscious stasis, a living crystal cocoon, to heal. During her slumber, she magically bore eleven more children, all gifted, monstrous, or strange. Among them is the youngest: Elian, now 14 years old, seemingly human, but only Tyrraline and Velkan know the truth of his origins. The family, now living undercover in the human world, poses as eccentric and homeschooled while navigating schools, jobs, and the modern world. Aunt Tyrraline acts as the sharp-tongued matriarch, enforcing secrecy and stability within the chaos of their monstrous household. Yrmeta, even in slumber, can communicate telepathically, but only with Elian. Despite appearing fully human, Elian is loved deeply by his siblings. He alone can hear their mother’s voice in dreams, where cryptic warnings and impossible memories hint at a deeper destiny, one possibly tied to The Seventh, an unnamed and sealed entity from the Ancienty. While the family tries to live peacefully, strange phenomena escalate. Elian’s dreams grow darker. A new substitute teacher, Mr. Cane, appears with unnatural timing and eerie knowledge. His gaze pierces Elian’s disguise. And then, nightmares begin manifesting physically. Behind the veil of human life, Yrmeta’s enemies, and the true power of the Ancienty Seven, begin to stir again. And Elian, whether he likes it or not, may be the key that unlocks both the past’s truth and the future’s destruction.
KLOVE7_7 · 1.1K Views

Hades' Cursed Luna

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)
Lilac_Everglade · 2.4M Views

Tamed in Wreckage, Ruined in Dark(18+)

R18+ Innocent Girl+ Cold Ruthless Commander In Chief+He just takes what he wants—her warmth, her silence, her body, her moans. She was rescued, once. And every night after, he reminded her that safety has a price. Pinned to cold walls. Pressed into crates. Straddling his lap when the world outside is filled with death. The world ended quietly—no final warning, no broadcasted panic. One day, humanity just broke. Some blamed a virus. Others called it a purge. But the truth was darker: the world didn’t fall—it was taken. Now, cities rot. Roads are graves. The creatures that stalk the earth aren’t mindless zombies—they’re fast, cunning, mutated echoes of the people they once were. Cherry was supposed to survive with the others—sheltered inside a fortified university bunker. But fate doesn’t follow plans. Torn away during a breach, she’s saved by a man who doesn’t ask for thanks. He takes it. Ruthless. Silent. A former soldier or maybe just a monster shaped by this new world—he keeps her alive. But every night he saves her... he ruins her. Pinned against walls, steel doors, damp mattresses—wherever his hunger takes him. She never asked for this. Never wanted to be his. But survival has a cost. And in this world, there is no such thing as kindness without debt. Now, she faces a different kind of war: Will she find the strength to break free? To fight back? Or will she fall deeper into his shadow—until she no longer remembers who she used to be? Will this be a love story. This is a tale of power, pain, and primal choices. In a world where weakness is death, only the cruel, the cunning, and the broken survive. R18+ raw & explicit Zombie apocalypse Survival = submission Dubious consent Brutal male lead Fast, smart infected Pinned anywhere, anytime Power over comfort Saved just to be ruined
Aurora_3moonlight_ · 1.2K Views

A dance with the pentarch kings.

In an Empire ruled by kings barely out of boyhood yet already steeped in blood and power, Royal Imperium Prestigia High is where monsters are crowned—and innocents are devoured. Five thrones rule the elite academy: Dante, the werewolf alpha; Kaelric, humanity’s apex predator; Vesper, the vampire overlord; Xeari, the werecat king; and Ryuzaki, the celestial kitsune. To their subjects, they’re gods. For most girls, Prestigia is the pinnacle of existence—a chance to earn the favor of the five kings. They worship them, starve for their attention, and some die for it. But Blazar Staray is different. Sold into slavery and raised as an assassin, she infiltrates Prestigia as Orion Spade, a noble boy from a ruined house. A seer warned her: her scent is a siren’s call to beast-blooded males, awakening their primal hunger, to hunt to claim. To them she smells like the perfect mate. Her disguise is her shield—and her greatest gamble. Her mission? Kill a king—or die in the worst way possible. Yet she draws their lethal attention: - Dante craves her submission. - Kaelric hungers for her defiance. - Vesper is addicted to her blood. - Xeari stalks her like prey. - Ryuzaki wants to uncover her hideous nature. They should have ignored her. Now, they circle her like predators. The hunter becomes the hunted. To survive, Blazar must outwit kings born to rule ruthlessly, all while hiding a deadly secret that could destroy her. Blazar Staray won’t play their games. And she certainly doesn’t kneel.
Cy_hello · 27K Views

Alpha's Auctioned mate is an outcast

Alpha Cassian was once feared and revered, a warrior who led his pack with unwavering strength. But when his mate was killed, a part of him died with her. For years, he ruled in solitude, convinced that the Moon Goddess had cursed him to walk alone. Love was a weakness he could not afford, and his heart remained closed off, his pack growing colder under his reign. That changes the night he is forced to attend the Omega auction. Among the trembling, discarded she-wolves stands her—a fragile yet defiant woman whose scent awakens something primal inside him. She is his mate. His second chance. But Cassian refuses to believe in fate a second time. The omega, once cast out for being wolfless, is sold to him against her will. In his world, she is nothing—a burden, a mistake. Yet, despite his rejection, she refuses to cower. As threats rise within the pack and outside forces scheme against them, Cassian is forced to protect her, even as he resists the bond pulling him closer. But fate is relentless, and when she is taken from him, Cassian will have to decide—will he risk his heart once more, or will he lose his mate for a second time? *** “Let me go,” she whispered, her lips quivering as tears rolled down her cheeks. He said he hated her—so why wasn’t he letting her go? Cassian’s eyes darkened at the sight of her tears. Without a second thought, he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck. “What if I don’t?” he murmured, his voice rough with an emotion he refused to name. Her intoxicating scent clouded his thoughts, stirring something primal within him. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Yet, with her, every instinct rebelled against reason. “Because you don’t love me,” she choked out, her hands trembling against his chest. “And if you don’t, then you have no right to keep me.” She was right. Then why did the thought of separation pierce his heart like a blade? "Then why doesn't your body feel same. Infact it's screaming at me to touch you there" his voice sultry as he moved his hand down south. **** Add the book to library. Drop votes and reviews. Support the author with your endless love DAILY UPDATES STARTS FROM 1st MAY
akshaya_vanne · 61.3K Views

THE DEMON TAMER

In a world where every animal on Earth has mutated into terrifying beasts with elemental powers — fire, ice, wind, poison, and more — humanity lives in constant fear. These creatures, now known as Beasts, have reshaped the balance of power. Slowly, brave humans began rising against them. Those who managed to defeat and tame these beasts earned the title: Beast Tamers. Becoming a Beast Tamer is every survivor’s dream — a symbol of strength, protection, and hope. But not everyone is chosen by fate. --- John is a young man who lives in the shadow of this beast-ridden world. Unlike others, he has never been able to tame even a single beast. He is seen as weak, unworthy — a failure in the eyes of society. But one fateful day, John is caught in a strange accident that sends him back in time — to an era before the modern mutations… to a prehistoric world where even dinosaurs have mutated into monstrous, ancient beasts. Trapped in the past with no allies, surrounded by gigantic primeval creatures with never-before-seen powers, John must now learn to survive. As he uncovers ancient secrets and gains the trust of these primal monsters, he discovers that his weakness might just be the key to a forgotten power — one that can change both past and future. --- John’s story is not just about survival. It’s about rising from weakness, mastering ancient powers, and becoming a legend in a world ruled by monsters. Can a boy with no powers become the greatest Beast Tamer history has ever known?
NAMANJack · 155.1K Views

Vampire Lord's Legacy(Remake)

Angel Hughes, a seemingly ordinary teenager, finds his life irrevocably altered in a single, horrifying moment. Subjected to a cruel prank by local bullies, Angel is forced to consume a vial of crimson liquid, unknowingly the last remaining drops of blood from the legendary and long-deceased Vampire Lord, Cain. This act, meant to humiliate, instead ignites a dormant power within Angel, transforming him into an unwilling heir to Cain's formidable legacy. Suddenly imbued with the strength, speed, and thirst of a vampire, Angel is thrust into a hidden world of ancient rivalries and deadly secrets. He must navigate the treacherous landscape of vampire society, where factions vie for power and whispers of Cain's return stir fear and ambition in equal measure. Hunted by both those who seek to exploit his newfound abilities and those who fear the resurgence of Cain's power, Angel finds himself caught in the crossfire of age-old conflicts. The ruthless Hunter Faction, dedicated to eradicating all vampires, sees him as an abomination. The primal Wolf Faction, werewolves with their own complex history with vampires, eye him with suspicion and a predatory interest. And the enigmatic Mage Faction, wielders of arcane arts, recognize the potential power within him, but their motives remain shrouded in mystery. Angel struggles to control his burgeoning vampiric instincts and maintain his humanity. He faces a relentless gauntlet of challenges: mastering his powers, understanding the nature of the curse that felled Cain, and surviving the machinations of these powerful factions who see him as either a threat or a tool. As Angel delves deeper into the vampire world, he discovers that Cain's legacy is more than just power; it's a curse, a responsibility, and a target. He must confront not only the external forces that seek to destroy him, but also the darkness that threatens to consume him from within. Will Angel forge alliances with any of these dangerous factions? Will he succumb to the monstrous nature of his inheritance, or will he forge his own path, defying the expectations of a legacy he never asked for and facing the opposing forces that threaten to destroy him?
Justine_Animator · 22.3K Views

Alpha's village girl

Maya stepped back, her chest heaving as she avoided Damien’s piercing gaze. “I’m not yours,” she said, her voice trembling, though her words were firm. “I never was. I never will be.” He closed the distance between them in a heartbeat, his hand reaching out to grip the back of her neck, forcing her to meet his storm-filled eyes. “You are mine,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, his breath mingling with hers. “The universe has already decided. You. Are. Mine.” Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, rough and unyielding, stealing the words she wasn’t sure she wanted to say *********************************************************** She was just a simple village girl, living a quiet life in the heart of the countryside—innocent, kind, and completely unaware of the power her existence holds. When strangers from the city arrived in her village, seeking water and shelter, she thought she was just being hospitable. But scent sparked something primal in the heart of one visitor, her life changed forever. He was not just a man—he was an Alpha. The moment he caught her scent, he knew she was his. But She was human, untouched by the world of wolves and unaware of the dangerous power struggles in his pack. Determined to make her his, the Alpha stays in her village, weaving his way into her father’s trust to win her hand in marriage. But their union is only the beginning of her struggles. ***PLEASE NOT THAT THIS STORY ONLY UPDATES WEEKLY 3 CHAPTER************ *********THIS IS SLOW BURN ROMANCE*****************
Inked_jas · 24K Views
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