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Kill Me Spy

Bound to the vampire I must kill

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... Gods, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.
ELF_QUEEN · 43.6K Views

Kill to Rise

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm
Man110 · 668 Views

Cultivation Game: Killings Get Me 100x Rewards

Cultivation Game: Killings Get Me 100x Rewards Ye Xuan transmigrated into a cultivation world, only to find himself at the bottom of the food chain. For years, he barely survived, cursing his bad luck. However, things took a turn for the worse when the sect he belonged to as an Outer Sect disciple was suddenly attacked by a rival sect. He managed to save himself by hiding, but soon, an injured disciple stumbled into his hiding spot. The man was a disciple of the rival sect and threatened Ye Xuan. With no other choice, Ye Xuan decided to attack the disciple and killed him. Ye Xuan, who had never even killed an ant before, felt a wave of horror wash over him. However, his fearful expression turned to astonishment when a system screen appeared before his eyes. [System Notification]: You have killed the son of the Grand Elder of the Elite Sword Sect. [Reward]: Elite Sword Art That fateful day marked the turning point in Ye Xuan's life, setting him on a path that would transform the timid, fearful boy into a legendary figure: the Killer God. [System Notification]: You have killed a Level 1 beast, the One-Eyed Serpent. [Reward]: 10 Years of Cultivation Experience [System Notification]: You have killed a horde of bandits. [Reward]: 100x Experience, 1000 Spirit Stones, and a random Martial Skill Author's corner: "This novel is participating in the WSA writing contest! Please help keep the story alive by voting with Power Stones. Your support is greatly appreciated!"
Gusain · 3.3K Views

Help!: I Think My System Is Trying To Kill Me!

Author-san here! Well, I know you're all here for some adventure, so don't worry. I've got you covered! (^0^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly lean back into your seats and read away!  Of course, don't forget to check out my other books: •I'm The King Of Technology. •Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? •And finally: 'In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park.' You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Well, that's enough of that. So back to the synopsis! ...... What to do? Ji Feng suddenly found himself in the body of a youngster named Wolfram Lockhart, the son of the deceased village head. Okay. So he transmigrated. That, he could live it.  But please... Can anyone tell him why he transmigrated with such a crazy system by his side? [Host, it looks like your uncle is heading your way. Hahahhahaha~... Host, you're about to get butchered. This is fun to watch!] '_' [Host, host, where are you going? So what if you're as weak as a chicken? Come on, dive into the battle. What's the worst that can happen?] '_' [Wait! Host, where are you doing? The battlefield is that way! Host! Host! Host!.. Dammit! What a waste of heavenly popcorn!] (:T^T:) .... One boy, one unbelievable system.  Ji Feng... No!... Wolfram Lockhart... now found himself in the strange world of Grandia, starting from the weakest level ever... A mortal! In this world of palladium, Sky ranking abilities, and Creatures of myths and legends, Wolfram only had one domain from it all.  With his head to the heavens and his little man out of his pants, he was quick to spray his fluid while raining uncountable curses at them.  Why? Why in God's name did they send him a Suicidal system?
lumydee · 923.6K Views

Secret Spy

Being completely alone in a dark and forsaken world, with no family to turn to, no guidance to rely on, no care to comfort, no support to uplift, and no love to cherish, is a utterly terrible and absolutely awful existence. Lisa, a beautiful young lady, lives with her foster parents and siblings, trying her best to lead a normal life and suppress her extraordinary powers, which she longs to keep hidden from the world, fearing their discovery would only bring chaos and destruction. When Lisa was a little girl, she lost her parents in a tragic car accident. A huge truck collided with their vehicle, sending it plummeting into the water. With blood streaming down her face, she held her breath and struggled to free herself from the seatbelt, desperate to save her mom and dad before the car sank further into the ocean. The more she struggled, the more she felt her strength fading, until she finally lost consciousness. As she slipped away, the car continued to sink, taking her parents with it, leaving Lisa alone in the darkness. ★★★★ Kevin, a young orphan boy, had no family or friends to speak of, and had never experienced any kind of affection or love. As a result, he had built walls around his heart, shutting off his emotions completely. He dedicated himself solely to his work, using it as a distraction from the emptiness and loneliness that had become his life. His sole focus was on survival, and he allowed nothing to penetrate the armor he had built around himself. Welcome to Secret Spy – where every mission is a step closer to the truth. ★ This book is officially participating in the Webnovel Spirity Awards (WSA) 2025! ★ Join me, Lisa_Lucy, in this thrilling journey filled with action, suspense, and mystery! Support your favorite characters by adding this book to your library, sharing it with friends, and leaving comments! Your support will mean everything in this competition! Chapter Updates: ★ March – June: 3 to 5 updates per week! ★ After June: A mass release dedicated to your favorite characters and more surprises! ★Cover Art Disclaimer★ The cover of this book is not mine. It was created by an incredibly talented artist whose work deserves all the praise! Their creativity and unique artistry bring this story to life in ways I never could. Huge thanks to them for this amazing piece! Let’s embark on this adventure together!
Lisa_lucy · 3.6K Views
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