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Luna From Hell Of A Boss

The BeastKeeper From Hell

[WebNovel Rising Star II Entry: Beast Taming Event] Diablo was an apex predator in the world of assassins, a shadow slipping between shadows, executing missions with the precision and detachment of a machine. Rumor painted him as more myth than man, a ghost devoid of warmth or humanity. Whispers said he served no one, lived for no cause, and answered only to the cold allure of coin. That was, until one fateful night. Amidst his most brutal mission that made him entirely lost humanity, he stumbled upon a peculiar sight: a three-headed pup scrounging for scraps in a trash-strewn alley. It looked abandoned, so he took it in as a way to sooth himself for what he had done, assuming it was just a poor creature born with a deformity. But as days passed, Diablo began to notice something strange about the pup—something unsettlingly unnatural. “Well, well. It seems the infamous Diablo has a weakness after all.” “?!” In that instant, they aimed at the dog. Diablo, clinging to his last thread of humanity, sprang to defend the creature—only to fall in the effort and died. But a twist awaited. The pup he’d so valiantly protected was no ordinary dog but a Cerberus, a beast born of the infernal depths. In a flash, it transported Diablo’s soul to the underworld and laid him before Lucifer himself. “Bring back the beasts who have escaped from Hell,” commanded the Lord of Darkness. With that, Diablo was resurrected and given a new purpose.
Celipse · 296 Views

Unwanted Warrior Luna

"Nathaniel, p-please don't dishonor my love this way!" Alexandra requested the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. He looked at her coldly as if she was his sole enemy in this entire world. At some point, he couldn't control his anger. "Love!" He groaned. "Do you even know what it means?" Tears covered her face, the harshness of his tone was so painful that everything seemed shuttered infront of her, but still she requested him, "G-give me death! Give me death instead of this humiliation! I'm your mate! I supposed to be your luna!" His monsterious laughter made the hall a living hell. "I am Nathaniel, the Alpha of Red Moon Pack rejecting you as my mate! I wanted to make you my luna but the betrayal I received, even making you my wh*re will not meet the revenge!" To protect her boyfriend Nathaniel and his pack, Alexandra fought the whole world but in a world where love turned into betrayal and revenge became the pulse of the night. She had no idea that the dark-loving Nathaniel would turn his blade against her, accusing her of betraying him and putting out the flame that was her life. While Nathaniel was sulking over his feelings for Charlotte, the daughter of his notorious foe, his faithful warrior suffers the consequences. Alexandra was supposed to be the pack's future Luna but ended up being the pack's crazy threat. However, when Charlotte suffered an unimaginable end, Nathaniel's delusion of happiness was shattered, and suspicions were directed towards Alexandra. After overcoming Nathaniel's continuous search for eighteen years, fate's twisted plan ultimately returned Alexandra to his clutch. Alexandra returned to Nathaniel's miserable world making tensions rose and accusations flew out this time, instead of coming as a Luna, she was a force to be battled with. Would she be able to cut through the lies, establish her innocence, and get revenge on the person who planned her death? ||My dearest readers, give it try to support the author. Please don't forget to vote and post a positive review that will help this book to grow. Your opinions matter in the end. Love.||
Seven_Author · 67.7K Views

Whispers of Hell

Lyraea Pastorio, a diligent student at GranVille University, was poised for success. With plans to take over the reins of her father's business after earning her master's degree, she saw everything falling into place. However, nine months ago, her world began to unravel. Strange occurrences started haunting her. These unsettling events shook her to the core, making her question her sanity. As the incidents grew more frequent and intense, those around her started to withdraw dismissing her experiences as mere figments of her imagination. Isolated and alone, her once bright future now seemed shrouded in darkness. Her spirit crushed under the ceaseless burden of the unexplainable horrors that had invaded her life. Each passing day eroded her hope, reducing her to a mere echo of her former self. The vibrant dreams of her future had withered away, supplanted by a grim resignation to her fateful destiny. Lyraea felt overwhelmed, utterly defeat. What could a mere human do against the unknown terrors? That was until her fate decided to confront her directly. Her spectral tormentor, a twisted echo of the past, stood before her. The haunting presence seemed to whisper tales of forgotten breaths and silenced heartbeats, each word was a chilling caress against her skin. His soulless eyes gleamed with the remnants of life that had once thrived among the living, now morphed into a sinister shadow. That ignited something inside her; a spark of resistance within herself. Lyraea fought with all her might, but there was something missing, something right in front of her but veiled. She could see the fire burning in those eyes, clear in their vengeful intentions, but those gentle whispers told otherwise. His inhuman smile, for sure, promised her destructions yet those cold hands never budged to pull her from abyss. Each of his deceptions was like a shard of glass, fitting seamlessly into the intricate mosaic of the grand puzzle, revealing the hidden picture piece by piece. Still, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was being led to her deathbed. His presence was deceptive, never showing the real intentions behind those soulless eyes. The vengeance was palpable, but so was the sense of an impending revelation and the inexplicable force drawing them together., a magnetic pull that defied the logic of their enmity. Lyraea feared that at the end she would be abandoned for his sinister plan, leaving her to face the ultimate doom alone, but carve into his soul were scars that bleed shadows that even the relentless march of time would not be able to erase. In the intricate dance of fate and destiny, life, with its myriad twists and turns, blurred the lines between the puppeteer and the puppet. Each move, each decision, seemed to be guided by unseen hands, yet those very hands were themselves subject to the whims of an even greater force. Everyone played a role, yet no one truly knew the script. The boundaries between control and surrender, action and reaction, were so finely woven that they became indistinguishable. It was a paradox of existence, where the illusion of mastery was as fleeting as the shadows cast by the flickering flame of life. It was impossible to discern who truly holds the strings, and who dances to their unseen tune.
_Zale_ · 6.7K Views

Human Luna... Human Luna!?

*WARNING!: MATURE CONTENT* ~•~ "I shouldn't have come out of the house, no, I shouldn't have drank too much, I shouldn't have lost my sense of reasoning, that way I wouldn't have gotten lost in the woods. I'm very, very sorry for interrupting this peaceful gathering and I'll love to go back now" she said out loud, directed her words to everyone she could see and most especially to the male in front of her and got ready to run for her dare life. |•| Growling under his breath, which she thought was weird since humans weren't supposed to be growling, and rapidly moving towards her was a man, not just a man but the most ravishing, mouth-watering, and 'down to earth' most handsome man she has ever seen in her life. Handsome was an understatement. His facial features were well defined and his eyes were beautiful lazy eyes with a color she has never seen, a swirl of silver and red, and it was glowing. . "Mate," he said he got to her. She couldn't look anywhere else, not that she had to, she was being pulled by the mate bond which has been used to bind them from up here, and right then is where its work begins, afresh. . 'I am fucked' she thought as she still couldn't look away, she felt like she was trapped in it. After another long second, she looked around to see the people around staring blatantly at her with a little or maybe more contempt than she's seen in years and immediately, she felt she was in trouble and the feeling made the hair on her skin rise and the need for survival surge. ~•~ 'Layla, who lived her entire life as a human, blissfully unaware of the paranormal world around her accidentally but fatefully walked into the territory of a werewolf pack on a full moon night which happened to be the night they were having a ritual, a means of prayer to the Moin Goddess for abundace. |•| Slowly, she'll learn the reason why she is the first 'Human Luna's to ever exist. But fastly, she'll realize that no matter how far she runs from fate, it'll catch it when it's its time. Author's note: Prior to the warning above, readers below the age of 16 are not advised to continue the journey into the Bane's pack. And taking into consideration the fact that young minds tend to disobey this particular warning, I'll love to emphasize it now, this book is a mature book with explicit mature content. Take heed. |•| This books narration is majorly in a first person's POV, but it switchs at times to a third person's POV. There would be indications in the switch, kindly notice it. |•| And also, please note, English is not my first language, so therefore, I can't be perfect in it. Mistakes will always occur, either typos or me not phrasing well but I promise you'll rarely see it as I'll always try my best to edit to perfection. It won't affect the standard of the book. And in such cases where a typo is noticed, kindly do me the favor of pointing it out in the paragraph comment. Thank you. In the hopes that you have your seat belts fastened, I hereby wish you a safe journey into the Bane Land... I hope you have a joy ride!! |•| And in case you wish to connect with me: IG: @aries.dehela
Anony_Mous_1902 · 413K Views

The Broken Luna

They say finding a mate was like finding a pin in a pile of grass. Chances of finding them were rare. Aine, a wolf who was practically invisible in her parents' eyes, was chosen to mate some Alpha by her Alpha and Father. Due to the death of her twin sister three years ago, her father’s attention was diverted at her, controlling her, insulting her in any possible way. Not wanting to be engaged and mated with the unknown Alpha, she escaped. While in the run, she met her fated pair, Alpha Oishin, the strongest Alpha in the South and a nominee as Alpha King. Thinking she finally found the reason for her to be happy, she dedicated her whole life with her mate, to almost neglecting herself. But he cheated on her. And when it was time to choose his Luna, he chose someone else and not her. With barely surviving wolf, Aine escaped together with her son and only to run with the Alpha she was arranged with, Alpha Tyga Holy who was also a surviving Alpha. Fate must have finally smiled on Aine because he was actually his second chance mate. But Tyga has his own secret that must be kept from Aine no matter what. Just when everything seemed to fall in the right places, fate did not actually finish hurting her. The second pain almost killed Aine and she did what she was good at, running away. How much pain is needed to break a she-wolf? Would Aine survive this second rejection? What if the two Alphas came and were looking for her? Would she accept one of them back? Will she choose forgiveness? Who will she choose among the Alphas? Or choose being alone?
LessofCOLORS · 3.1K Views
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