Killng Stalking

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

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.

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?

After a humiliating scandal tanks her once bright career, former child star Selene Grey gets a second chance in an highly anticipated drama. But as she’s ready to reclaim the spotlight, things go horribly wrong. Christopher Hart is everything the media claims he is, calm, composed and dangerously charming. But behind the cameras, he’s hiding something, something not quite human. When Selene is attacked and discovers that Christopher is a werewolf, her world unravels and she is trapped between the new world of supernaturals and a new change for fame. After all, everyone in this industry’s just acting. Most especially the monsters. #werewolf #vampire #scandal "Selene, I'm not trying to kill you. Just open the door so we can talk, please." "Oh wow. How generous of you." I rolled my eyes. "Hey babe, I'm not here to kill you, just to casually drink your blood and then gaslight you about it later." "Oh, so you do remember?" Shit. "You're being unreasonable." Unreasonable? Me? "You literally grew fangs and decided to have me as appetizer, now, you managed to stalk me and get my address and I'm the unreasonable one?" I heard him mutter a prayer. "Please, open the door." That sounded like a threat. I didn't like that. "Does garlic work against you?" "I'm not a freaking vampire." "Then what are you?" I yelled. "I promise, I'm not going to bite you. Please, just open the door and hear me out." "You're not going to bite me?" I asked cautiously. "No." "Are you lying?" "…No?"

“He rejected me in front of the entire pack… because she stole my scent.” Nobody wants a rejected Omega. Ayla Riverwinddoesn’t care anymore. She's done waiting for fate. As Northmoon Pack’s healer, she’s content in the shadows—until the day her world burns. Her best friend, ‘Cassia’, uses forbidden scentbinding magic to steal Ayla’s identity and claim her mate—high-ranking Alpha ‘Darius’—as her own. Publicly rejected, shackled in silver, and tortured with wolfsbane, Ayla is cast into a dungeon and marked feral. The rejection was meant to break her. Instead, it awakens something ancient inside her. When she escapes into the Outlands, Ayla meets ‘Rylan Stormblade’—a rogue healer with secrets carved into his skin and knowledge of a lost ritual that may restore her scent... or kill her. But Ayla’s scent is no longer just hers. It burns through the bond realm, ripping through the senses of one wolf in particular—’Kael Valerius’, the Alpha King. His wolf goes feral when her scent touches the wind, but he already has a Luna. Now hunted by Alphas who want her dead, claimed by a King she doesn’t trust, and stalked by a prophecy that says “the next Luna will break the throne or bless it”, Ayla must rise—not as someone’s mate…but as the Luna they tried to erase.

When Lucian Bowcott goes out drinking with friends, he dies after a single sip. He awakens in Atreaum, summoned by the Half-Dead Queen to serve as her court mortician. But there’s a problem: death no longer exists in this world. Lucian expects embalming fluid and corpses—not a palace where time is frozen and memory is outlawed. But when he rings a forbidden bell in the city of Staesis, the illusion shatters—and something older than ghosts begins to stir. Now hunted by the very Queen who summoned him, shadowed by a stitched girl born of grief, and stalked by a spymaster who trades in secrets and souls, Lucian must uncover the truth behind Atreaum’s forgotten dead—before he joins them.

You can rebuild a world, or you can survive it. But what if you were cursed to do both? Kian Vale died buried under steel and fire — a brilliant young engineer crushed by the collapse he failed to prevent. But death wasn't the end. He awakens in a broken realm where magic has replaced physics, dungeons tear through the earth, and kingdoms cling to survival in a shattered world. And in his soul, not one, but two impossible Systems awaken: • The Architect Codex — a builder's power, made to shape, defend, and command civilization. • The Predation Protocol — a monster's hunger, made to kill, consume, and evolve. These systems were never meant to coexist — and the world knows it. Hunted by kingdoms, stalked by dungeon lords, and rejected by both sides of the conflict, Kian walks the Ashlands not as a hero or king — but as an anomaly. To survive, he'll have to carve his place using blueprints and blood, logic and savagery. He’ll build cities, tear down empires, and face creatures born from nightmares — all while slowly unraveling the truth of what shattered the world in the first place. He wasn’t chosen. But he’s building a future anyway. This time, he won’t let it fall.

In a world without a sun or stars, humanity lives beneath the cold glow of artificial light — towers, rails, and cities powered by divine energy. But beyond that polished surface, a hidden war rages. Creatures called Delos stalk the forgotten spaces between worlds, and only Invokers — those who can manifest their very identities into weapons called Echoes — stand between survival and ruin. These Invokers risk everything when they enter the domains — fighting not just monsters, but the truths they keep hidden. And some “truths”… were never meant to be found. The story follows Alira — a girl whose life was shaped by that war. She discovers that everything — including herself — might be part of a forgotten truth; a world written out of grief. When Gods Weep is a tragedy about memory, identity, and the nuance of good and evil in a broken, fabricated world.

In a world shattered by its own sins, monsters walk beside men—beasts born not of darkness alone, but of the very rot festering in human hearts. They are the Never-Weres—soulless, heartless abominations that stalk the living and raze all good that dares to stand in their path. Against them rise the Never-Slayers, fierce warriors tasked with shielding the fragile remnants of humanity from annihilation. Behind the fortified walls of the iron-willed city of Kharvald, a young woman lives in quiet solitude. With no family to comfort her and no one to whom she belongs, she bears her pain in silence. She is Ori—radiant, determined, and quietly burning with ambition. Orphaned by fate, left only with a crumbling bakery and an impossible dream, Ori kneads dough and frosts cakes to survive. Her hands, though soft from sugar and flour, carry the calluses of secret training, of quiet resilience. For though she sells sweets to the city’s tired souls, what she truly craves is something far more dangerous: To become a Never-Slayer. She hides her training, shelters her hope—but deep down, she knows. She is far from the warriors who stand against the dark. Her dream is a flicker in a storm. Until it appears. The Sun-Wielder System—a mysterious force, ancient and godlike, a gift from a being—chooses her. It whispers of strength. Of glory. Of power beyond what any Never-Slayer has ever known. And Ori, starved for purpose and clinging to the dream her parents never saw, accepts. She accepts with every corner of her heart, every shard of her broken past. If this greed—this hunger for meaning—can become her salvation, she will chase it into fire and shadow. But such gifts never come free. And the price? May burn brighter than the sun itself.

cricket is a private detective with her own personal trauma. When a hot new client walks into her detective agency it changes exactly how she thinks about things. Solving a case that involves kidnapping and sexual assault brings her closer to home. Also, she has to deal with a crazy ex-husband who is constantly stalking her who brings the past forward.

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)

To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg. In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books. Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate.  She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess. Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself. The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything.  Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose: To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate. Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down. Their bond is a burden. Their affection, a lie. But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real. And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

The definition of a villain according to Kim Sangmin: The person who has to die for the story to end. But his story had just begun when the villain of the book he was reading died in the end, and he woke up to start the story again. As he uncovers the hidden, untold truths behind the cascade of a villain, the more he leans towards becoming a true villain—only in pretend, of course! He has a little brother to take care of, he can't just die and leave him alone. He's also his baby brother's role model, so he has to teach him how to live a long life by becoming a hero instead! And how does he plan to become a hero? Obviously, by stalking the actual main character of the book and overtaking his spotlight at every chance. Step by step, he would overthrow the 'real' hero of the book and change his status to one with praise. Easy, right?

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

Rei just wanted to read novels in peace, no girlfriends, no drama, no accidental death by divine lightning meant for a cockroach… But for now, he is the son of a powerful duke, reincarnated into a fantasy world full of magic, monsters—and dangerously obsessed women. They were childhood friends of that duke son. They all are sweet noble girls. One is emperor’s daughter and one is my older sister. Now they’re grown up… and they all want one thing. And that thing is Rei. Welcome to a world where love means stalking, loyalty means stabbing your rivals, and marriage proposals come with blood pacts and fireballs and even my system mocks me. Rei fiancées battle each other daily and his life is a romantic comedy… except it’s also a warzone. Oh, and his final mission is marry the Demon Queen. A literal succubus overlord trying to conquer the world. Somebody please help him. In a realm of swords, sorcery, and yandere chaos. So, he can find peace or at least keep his limbs attached. schedule : 2 chapter/day

What happens when the weakest fails for the 50th time... and a God notices? Levi Ashworth was the academy's biggest failure—49 rejections, endless mockery, and a dying sister whose medical bills kept piling up. His 50th attempt at the Entrance Trial should have been his last humiliation. Instead, it became his divine awakening. Betrayed. Murdered. Reborn. When Levi dies in that blood-soaked arena, something impossible happens. Divine Light System chooses him—not as a hero, but as the last hope against a conspiracy that reaches the very throne of heaven. Now he has: -A mysterious system granting incredible power -Divine missions that could reshape reality -Beautiful allies with deadly secrets -God-tier enemies hunting his every move But power comes with a price. The fragments of a murdered god are scattered across the world, and divine avatars stalk the shadows. Every level gained brings him closer to the truth—and closer to the same fate that killed his predecessor. The gods fear him. The academy underestimates him. His enemies want him dead. But this time, failure isn't an option. Because when gods play games with mortal lives, someone has to break the rules.

Five years ago, Anastasia Laurent broke his heart. To her, their college romance was just a careless game—toying with a love she never took seriously. To Dante Alexander Montgomery, it was the ultimate betrayal. Now, he’s back. No longer the lovesick senior she abandoned—but a ruthless billionaire who owns half the city. When Anastasia’s best friend begs her to go on a blind date in her place and ruin it, she agrees—after all, how bad could it be? Bad. Very bad. Because her date? Dante. And he’s not just here to rekindle old flames. He’s here to destroy her. Before she can run, Dante traps her in a deal she never saw coming: Marriage. Publicly, they’ll be the perfect billionaire power couple. Privately? He’ll make her regret the day she walked away. But as the lines between revenge and obsession blur, Anastasia realizes one thing— She thought she was done with Dante. But Dante was never done with her. --- Excerpt "You think you can run from me again, Anastasia?” Dante's voice was calm, but the storm in his eyes told another story. She backed into the wall, pulse racing as he stalked closer, his towering frame cutting off every escape route. “I-I’m not—” she stammered. His fingers tilted her chin, forcing her to meet his cold gaze. “You didn’t just break my heart,” he murmured darkly. “You shattered it. And now? Now, you’ll pay for it.” Her breath hitched. “Congratulations, Anastasia,” he whispered, leaning in until his lips brushed her ear. “You just became my wife.”

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.

The gods burned his empire to the ground. Now, its ruins might burn him alive. In the ashen corpse of Draal, where the Veins pulse with buried lies and the dead still whisper, scavengers like Kael Varros survive by looting melted bones, shattered relics, and forgotten sins. But buried deep in the cinders, Kael finds something worse: the crown of the Forgotten King—fused with molten glass, pulsing with a memory that isn’t his and a curse that refuses to die. And in its heat, something inside him begins to crack. Now visions of fire and betrayal stalk his waking mind. Ash-born wraiths hunt him. Burnfaith zealots scour the ruins to silence what should’ve stayed buried. The crown remembers what the gods erased: a rebellion that scorched the skies, an empire that bled, and the truth that could burn the world again. And Kael wears its curse. The ashes haven’t cooled. The past isn’t done burning. He never asked to be part of the story—but the past made him its weapon. He must wield the crown’s ruin—or be consumed by it.

Synopsis Thrown into another world with nothing but the wind at his back… will he rise, or be swept away? Hiroshi Miyamoto was just another middle-aged salaryman—overworked, overlooked, and coasting through life in a numbing routine. That is, until the day The Car hit him… and everything changed. Awakening in a brutal fantasy world where magic is real, monsters stalk the wilds, and survival is earned through strength alone, Hiroshi discovers he has a rare affinity for wind magic—a force as unpredictable and untamed as his new life. With no way home, he must adapt or die. As he struggles to master his powers and survive, Hiroshi crosses paths with Kaito, a fiery youth destined to become the world’s strongest warrior. United by chance and a shared resolve, Hiroshi makes a vow: he will see Kaito’s promise fulfilled—no matter the cost. But the world has deeper layers than blood and blades. Shadowy cults worship ancient demons, the gods whisper through dreams, and prophecy speaks of “The Ascendants”—beings who will challenge the very fabric of heaven and fate. As darkness gathers and the storm of destiny swirls, Hiroshi must ask himself: Can an ordinary man become the storm that changes everything? Or will he be swept away by the chaos he cannot control?

A high school prodigy. A goddess's mistake. A second life that begins with chaos. When 18-year-old Kaito Tanaka dies in a freak accident caused by a careless goddess, he’s reincarnated into a magical world as an apology—but with a twist: he’s cursed with an irresistible charm that draws powerful women from all corners of the realm. As he navigates dungeons, deadly politics, and divine conspiracies, each arc introduces a new heroine with her own dark past and burning desires. But not all is pleasure and paradise. With every bond he forms, secrets unravel. Dark forces stalk him. The goddess hides a truth that could shatter everything. And his own powers... might not be a blessing at all. Can Kaito survive a world where love and danger go hand-in-hand? "My Harem Life in Another World" — a seductive, twisted, and thrilling journey of reincarnation, adventure, lust, and fate.

Varkai: Ashes of the Shatterworld In the shattered remnants of a forgotten multiverse, Varkai is a world on the brink — a soul-wracked wasteland where Genesis Pulse storms twist land and life, and monstrous Pulse-Eaters stalk the ash-choked wilds. Vrakon, an orphan with no past and no Pulse, was once nothing. But after a brutal raid leaves his village in ruins and awakens something ancient within him, Vrakon begins a slow, harrowing journey of survival, evolution, and self-discovery. With no memories and a heart grown cold from loss, he treads the edge between man and myth — caught in a realm where fractured souls reincarnate endlessly, and power comes at the price of sanity.

After being left as an infant by his fugitive parents, James Arcturus is raised in secrecy by his noble extended family. But danger stalks him at every turn. Strange occurrences follow deadly creatures break into his school, illusions twist reality, and even trusted faces begin to feel unfamiliar. As James grows, so do his powers—and the number of enemies watching him. With attacks aimed at his life, buried family secrets, and a world that treats bloodlines like weapons, James must learn to survive. When monsters wear human faces and allies keep their keep monsterious hearts hidden, who can he truly trust?

Class XI-C is cursed. That’s what the whispers say. Students are vanishing. Names are being forgotten. Entire identities erased like they never existed. Vicki Arana wasn’t supposed to be special. Just another teenager trying to survive high school without failing math or losing his mind. Unfortunately, he already failed the second one. Because something ancient lives inside him. An entity of war. Of oaths. Of blood. Its name is Avici Narak, and it whispers in forgotten tongues and drags nightmares into daylight. When the boundary between memory and reality starts to fracture, Vicki along with his golden-retriever best friend Raka Ardhana, and ruthless logic-machine Nayla Miarna must unravel the truth behind the school’s hidden history, a growing pattern of disappearances, and a blood covenant that should have stayed buried. All while being stalked by forces older than the gods. There's a shadow that watches. A broker that knows too much. And an ancient name no one dares to say: Narakasura. The rules of existence are breaking. The pact is unraveling. And Vicki may not survive long enough to ask: “Whose name disappears next?”

Title: Luna’s Chosen: A High School Tale Maryville College was supposed to be just another stop in Emerald Martins’ ordinary life. A shy first-year student with a mysterious past, Emerald has always felt different but never expected to be hunted by shadows, stalked by secrets, or marked by a supernatural destiny. When a chilling encounter reveals the existence of werewolves divided into the deadly Black Wolves and the elusive White Wolves Emerald’s life spirals into chaos. A mysterious dream. A boy named Karle who knows her true name Keisha. A power she doesn’t understand. And a secret war between creatures she never believed were real. Now, Emerald must navigate high school life while uncovering a prophecy that binds her to an ancient conflict. With vampires lurking in the shadows, secret cults like the “Millie-Wolves” recruiting in plain sight, and her long-lost childhood friend Lisa hiding dark truths, Emerald is forced to choose a side… or forge her own path. Because she’s not just another student. She is Luna’s Chosen. And the fate of two supernatural worlds may rest in her hands.

Dalton's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense. "My name is Dalton," he rumbled, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I swallowed hard, trying to process the surreal situation. "Can I go home now?" I asked, attempting to sound calm. Dalton's expression remained unreadable, but his voice took on a sharper tone. "I saved your life, girl. You were being stalked by a predator. If I hadn't intervened, you'd be dead." His words sent a chill through me. What predator? How did he save me? Dalton's eyes glinted in the moonlight. "You owe me, girl. And I always collect my debts." Emily's life was turned upside down when she got lost in the woods after a party. Severely hurt and disoriented, she collided with a mysterious creature – a werewolf. Dalton, the beast, offered to help her heal in exchange for paying off her debt. As Emily navigates the woods with a stranger who can turn into a human and a wolf, she must confront her fears and the secrets that bind them. Will she find a way to escape, or will she succumb to the beast's allure?

> He watched her for years. He stole her. He claimed her. Now he wants to break her… until she calls it love. Aurora Hale has always been quiet—an invisible girl in a loud world. But when a mysterious box appears on her bed containing her missing underwear and a red silk ribbon, she realizes someone has been watching her. Someone who knows where she lives. What she fears. And exactly when to take her. When Aurora wakes up, she’s no longer in her dorm room. She’s locked inside a cold, elegant mansion… and he’s waiting. Damien Wolfe — rich, brilliant, dangerous, and obsessed. He doesn’t want her love. He wants her obedience. He says she’s his. He says she’ll carry his child. And he says that no matter how much she fights, no matter how much she shivers when he touches her… She’ll never escape. Because love, to him, means owning her. Completely. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains scenes of stalking, non-consensual intimacy, psychological manipulation, forced pregnancy, and emotional trauma. It is a work of dark fiction intended for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Whispers Beneath the Loud Moon Dark Fantasy | Enemies-to-Lovers | Soul-Shard Quest | Erotic Tension Betrayed. Shattered. Cursed. Clive was supposed to be a hero. Instead, his soul was broken to seal away a god—and the witch Maedra made sure he lived to regret it. Now he hunts the scattered fragments of himself, each one buried in monsters, memories, and desire. A half-nude warrior woman created by Maedra joins him, her body a weapon, her motives unknown. A silver-haired flirt stalks his path, her secrets sharp as her smile. And his only companion? A snarky talking skull who may be more than he seems. Beneath the Loud Moon, lust burns, lies twist, and every shard recovered makes Clive less human—and more dangerous. Can he reclaim himself before the truth breaks him again?

In a decaying future where reality is held together by ancient, invisible threads, the world relies on a mysterious force known as the Loom to maintain the Laws of existence. Every cycle, thousands are Chosen—dragged into the Vestige Layer, a fragmented nightmare realm where survival unlocks power and the Laws of the universe become weapons. But when Cael Ren, a street-born orphan from the industrial underbelly of New Kaelstrom, is Called, something goes wrong. The Loom tries to erase him. Instead, it fractures. Marked by a cracked crescent sigil and denied a Law, Cael awakens in the Vestige not as a Chosen, but as something unwritten—Threadless. His presence distorts the rules, defies the system, and draws the attention of forgotten horrors that remember a time before the Loom existed. Now, hunted by Lawbound abominations, distrusted by survivors, and stalked by an ancient presence whispering through his blood, Cael must unravel the secrets of his own origin—and the truth behind the so-called “Last Law” that even the gods tried to forget. Because the Loom is failing. And the last thread might be him.

For sixteen years, Roxana Algeirs lived a life of silence and shadow—hidden away, forgotten by the world, and stalked by creatures she didn’t understand. She thought herself ordinary. She was wrong. When she’s attacked by beasts cloaked in bloodlust, her savior comes not in the form of a knight, but Zero—a cold, enigmatic Dusker, raised to slay vampires and suppress the darkness inside him. The moment their paths cross, fate ignites. Swept into a world ruled by ancient vampire monarchs, cursed bloodlines, and secret wars, Roxana discovers her life was never her own. A prophecy binds her. A throne awaits her. And a boy born to be a monster may be her only shield—and her greatest threat. As forbidden feelings bloom and the seal on Zero’s true nature begins to crack, Roxana must choose: protect the humanity she clings to… or surrender to the eternal night rising within them both. Because dusk is falling. And some hearts were never meant to survive eternity.