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Vampire Lestat Forsaken

The Forsaken-Grade Cultivator

It’s 2100, and Vincent Carter – Ying – is a twenty-year-old virgin with a penchant for profanity, he has but three guiding principles: “In a world where honour and valour seem like unaffordable luxuries, cowardice remains the pragmatist’s ultimate virtue. Spinelessness isn’t shameful, it’s simply self-preservative romance.” “Doubt is unironically the cheapest superpower a person can have, after all if it’s human, it’s probably plotting something. And if it’s plotting something, it’s probably hiding something. And if it’s hiding something… well, you get the idea. So question everything, one sceptical step at a time.” And lastly, “Muscle heads – because who needs brains when you can just flex your way through life? Couldn’t be me, I’ll tell you that much.” Armed with nothing but these… questionable (?) values, as well as experiences shaped by a hellish life in the slums, Ying dives headfirst into the latest VR sensation – Cultivation Climax, a world brimming with great magic, ancient mysteries, and blood-curdling conspiracies just waiting to be unravelled. However, because Ying’s life is just that kind of special, he is greeted with a rather ‘lovely’ surprise upon opening his eyes to the new world… Ding! [Your misfortune is truly astounding!] [You have awakened the absolute WORST talent for Cultivation!] ‘…’ “…W-what?!” Yes, what indeed. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/633482/fictions. I'm the author.
A_literal_Sunfish · 19.4K Views

Ascendancy of the Forsaken

In the virtual reality game Tower of Eternity, players compete to ascend a 50-floor tower, each floor a unique world with its own challenges and mythologies. Azrael, a young professional gamer, is the only person to have ever reached the top. But when the tower suddenly descends onto Earth, merging with reality, everyone awakens to a game-like system. Azrael is granted a unique gift—the Arch-Angel Physique, a divine transformation that sets him apart from the rest of humanity. As the tower's floors become accessible, Azrael discovers that each floor is governed by deities and factions from various mythologies, all vying for control. Amidst the chaos, he crosses paths with Lilith, a captivating and dangerous fallen angel. Their connection is immediate, but their love is forbidden—Azrael, blessed with the power of an archangel, and Lilith, a being of darkness, are natural opposites. As Azrael navigates the tower's treacherous politics and battles legendary beings, he begins to suspect that his own identity is tied to the tower in ways he never imagined. Fragments of memories and cryptic clues suggest a deeper connection, raising questions about who he truly is and why he was the only one to reach the top. In a world where myth and reality collide, Azrael's journey is one of survival, discovery, and the quest to understand the true nature of existence—all while grappling with a forbidden love and the mystery of his own identity.
Grief_Fin · 56 Views

The Forsaken Grimm

In a world where monsters walk among men, hidden behind human faces, the Grimms have long stood as the last line of defense. But for Aldric Vael, being a Grimm was never a choice—it was a curse he was born into and a destiny he was abandoned to. As a child, Aldric’s parents, both legendary Grimms, were imprisoned by the Elderkind Dominion, a secretive order that seeks to control the balance between humans and the monstrous Veydir. To protect him, they left him behind, alone and hunted. Surviving on sheer instinct, Aldric roamed the wilds until an old Grimm found him and forged him into a warrior. Now, years later, Aldric has uncovered the truth—his mother escaped captivity and has been searching for him. But she is not the only one looking. The Dominion has resurfaced, tightening its grip on the world, while powerful Veydir factions like the Blackfang Pact and the Hollowborn Cult conspire in the shadows. Worse still, supernatural beings long thought to be myths—the Forgotten Ones—are awakening, bringing chaos in their wake. Armed with more than just the ability to see the Veydir, Aldric wields forgotten Grimm powers: the Veil Sight to glimpse hidden truths, the Blood Awakening that grants him terrifying strength, and the Echo of the Ancestors, allowing him to channel the skills of Grimms long past. But even with these gifts, he is still just one man against a world that wants him dead. To uncover the fate of his parents and break the cycle of war between Grimms and Veydir, Aldric must walk the fine line between hunter and hunted. But as enemies close in from all sides, one question remains—will he reclaim his legacy or be consumed by the darkness he fights?
Khing_Khellvin · 538 Views

The Alpha's Forsaken Mate

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 
Joshan_Jo · 230 Views

The Alpha's Forsaken Feisty Mate

“I won't divorce you, Melissa. Until your last breath, you will live with me in this nameless marriage,” Radulf declared. Melissa Rosetta, the illegitimate daughter of the Alpha King and an omega servant, had no choice but to comply with her father's demand― marry Radulf De Lagrange, the fallen Alpha of the once-powerful Shadow Hunter Pack. Despite being the strongest dominant alpha, Radulf's influence and power crumbled when his father was accused of treason against the crown. As for Radulf's punishment? He was forced to marry a weak, wolf-less omega, who he had nothing but disdain for. To top it off, he was sent to the Western Frontier on his wedding day. Melissa eagerly awaited Radulf's return as she suffered through ridicule, believing that when he did, he would be happy to see how mighty his pack had become under her care. However, after four years, Radulf returned with a beautiful woman, shattering Melissa's heart. "You betrayed me while I stayed loyal to you. I don't want to live with you and watch your affair with another woman. Divorce me, Radulf, and free me from this marriage. If you don't wish to do that, then mark me,” Melissa demanded on the day of his return. “Divorce you, Feisty Princess? Never! If you want to get marked, then beg me or seduce me to do so,” Radulf challenged. On the day of his rut, he said, “Melissa, my mate, allow me to mark you.” ~~~~ Special thanks to my editor for refining the synopsis.
Light_ray · 341.1K Views

The Forsaken Heiress

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR
AraneaeRuber · 347.9K Views

His Forsaken Luna

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -
Kelly_Starrz · 482.7K Views

Solus: Path Of The Forsaken

In a world dominated by the tyrannical Overlord, where society thrives on the power of Q-Energy, those deemed unworthy are discarded and left to perish. Ishizaki, a scavenger barely scraping by in the outskirts of civilization, never imagined he was anything more than another forsaken soul. But his life changes forever when he unearths a strange, sentient device hidden beneath the rubble—Solus, an advanced AI fused with Q-Energy. From the moment he touches it, Ishizaki is marked for death. The Overlord’s forces descend upon him with terrifying efficiency, forcing him into a desperate flight for survival. As he struggles to stay alive, he finds allies in the most unlikely places: Drax, a grizzled warrior with a thirst for vengeance; Kaede, a rogue scientist harboring dangerous secrets; and a group of orphaned children who have lost everything. But the deeper they flee into the ruins of the old world, the more Ishizaki realizes something is wrong. He is changing. Visions of a past he does not remember. A voice whispering in his mind. An unbearable sense of déjà vu as he draws closer to the Overlord’s darkest secrets. When the group uncovers the remnants of Project Ascension, a forbidden experiment buried beneath layers of deception, Ishizaki is confronted with an unbearable truth—he is not who he thought he was. The answers lie within a heavily guarded research facility, a place where monsters were made, and humanity was lost. It is there that Ishizaki encounters Unit 01, a being fused with both flesh and machine, a prototype of something greater—the first subject of Project Ascension. But what shakes him to his core is not Unit 01’s power or the horror of their existence. It’s the fact that they recognize him. “You were meant to replace me.” Before Ishizaki can demand answers, the facility begins to collapse. Unit 01, unstable and dying, makes a final sacrifice to ensure the group’s escape. But freedom is an illusion. As they emerge into the broken world beyond, a chilling sight awaits them—the Overlord’s forces are already there, waiting. Their arrival was expected. Now, with the truth about himself unraveling, Ishizaki faces an impossible choice: accept that he is nothing more than a failed experiment and keep running, or embrace the terrifying possibility that he was created to end the Overlord’s rule. Even if it means sacrificing his own humanity. The path ahead is uncertain, but one thing is clear—he is forsaken, but he is not alone. And for the first time, Solus speaks not as an AI, but as something else entirely. “Ishizaki… you were never meant to survive. But now that you have, what will you do?” With enemies on all sides, time running out, and the weight of the past crushing him, Ishizaki must forge his own path. A path of vengeance. A path of survival. A path of the forsaken.
OPCD · 5.7K Views
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