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Colors Of The Dark

Ascension of the Dark Seraph

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict. Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past. Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world. Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed, but fate intervened, and he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city. In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel. A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought he was. In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins. While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel. "Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win" ——— Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods. A trickster God. An arrogant God. A chaotic God. A wrathful God. A puritanical God. Read to find who these Gods are! ——— 1 chapter per day (2,000~ words) Author Note: Not for those who want fast development from the start but if you want good characters, then this is your novel! Chapter 1 to 22 will be focused on the MC's descent to villainous but once it kicks off, you won't be disappointed!
Mrboogey13 · 533K Views

Return Of The Dark Emperor

Kai Blackthorn was once the most feared villain in the world, known as the Dark Emperor. But when a dimensional calamity threatened to destroy Earth, he fought alongside the heroes to save humanity. After the war, he became even stronger than the original hero, eventually growing so powerful that he killed Vorthak, a god from another dimension who controlled the dungeon gates connected to Earth. However, gods have allies. In revenge for Vorthak's death, Zephyros, the God of Storms, hunted down Kai and killed him after an epic seven-day battle. But death wasn't the end. Kai awakens in the body of Lucas Gray, a weak and constantly bullied 16-year-old student at the Hunter Academy. This frail body is the complete opposite of his previous powerful form - Lucas is an F-rank student with barely any mana and pathetic physical abilities. The catch? Kai retains all his memories, combat experience, and most importantly, his immense power. The problem is that this weak body can't handle even a fraction of his true strength without being destroyed. Now Kai must carefully rebuild his strength from the ground up, using his centuries of knowledge and secretly accessing items from his dimensional storage. He has to train Lucas Gray's body to gradually handle more power while navigating academy life, dealing with bullies like Jake Morrison, and slowly climbing the ranking system from F-rank upward. But this is more than just a comeback story. Kai suspects there's a deeper reason for his reincarnation, especially as new dungeons appear faster than ever before. Something big is coming, and he needs to regain his full power before it's too late. Armed with god-slaying techniques trapped in a teenager's body, Kai begins his journey to show the world that even the weakest student can become the strongest hunter - if they have the right experience and determination.
LyricalInk · 413 Views

The dark cradle

--- The Dark Cradle Some stories are born in silence… and raised in shadows. Tagline: Not every cradle rocks the innocent. They smiled once—before the laughter turned into screams. They trusted once—before love became a transaction. They lived once—before their names were replaced with labels like victim, monster, or ghost. The Dark Cradle is not a sanctuary. It is a graveyard of innocence and a nursery for nightmares. This collection of short stories unearths what the world tries to bury: the grinning faces of cruelty, the blood-stained roots of betrayal, and the quiet children forced to carry horrors behind silent lips. Here, monsters aren’t always strangers—they’re classmates, lovers, mothers, fathers, even friends. These tales don’t ask for sympathy. They dare you to look away. Pain is dressed in perfume. Trauma wears a school uniform. And sometimes, the most beautiful souls are the most broken. These are not bedtime stories. These are confessions from the forgotten, memories from the condemned, and lullabies no one should ever sing. This isn’t where nightmares begin— This is where they’re raised. --- The beginning of cruelty, disguised as fun. A world full of predators, where bullying is sport, theft is normal, and rape is a joke behind closed doors. Laughter echoes louder than screams, and silence costs more than money. Betrayal cuts deeper than blades. Trust is currency and love is bait. The characters begin to understand that being kind is dangerous, and being naïve is fatal. A camera hidden. A drink laced. A “friend” smiling. Nothing is safe, not even affection. When victims fall in love with their abusers, the line between comfort and control vanishes. The wealthy have their own playgrounds, and their toys are breathing. Beneath the lights of a club and the glow of pills, lives are bought and sold—and some children never get the chance to grow old. The ones who watched and did nothing now beg for forgiveness. But some apologies come too late. And some victims don’t want justice—they want the world to burn like they did. Families rot behind their pretty windows. Parents trade their kids for reputation. children who once begged to be seen now wishes they were invisible. A name erased. A soul conditioned into silence. Even hope has rules in this place. And kindness? That’s the first thing they break. A home should be safe, but some walls whisper. Some cradles rock themselves. And some legacies are written not in love—but in blood, fire, and screams. this is a world were fantasy and friction join together this is reality --- arc one arc two arc three arc four arc five More to come… The cradle is wide. And the darkness isn’t done. ---
Black_3812 · 1.1K Views

Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.
Staplehead · 1M Views

The Guardian of Dark Night

Duan Holster 24 tahun berambut hitam dan mata hitam seorang mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang tinggal bersama neneknya. Duan bekerja sebagai penjaga toko, setelah mengakhiri kelas, setiap siang hari hingga malam, Duan bekerja selama 10 jam. Pada suatu hari Sebuah serangan terjadi dalam serangan pada toko tempatnya bekerja, tiga perampok datang ke tokonya, satu dari jauh menodong pistol, dua orang mencoba mendekat dengan salah satunya membawa pisau. "Beri semuanya atau mati" Rampok meminta. "Tolong tenang, ambil saja ini semua". Sepertinya pekerjaan ku berakhir disini pikir Duan. Pria terakhir mencoba mengambil uang dalam penyimpanan. "Minggir jangan melakukan apapun" Pach!!, sebuah pukulan mendarat di pipi Duan dan Dia terlempar membenturkan kepala belakang mengenai meja kasir di belakangnya. 'Sial ambil saja tidak usah memukul' pikir Duan dalam benaknya. Duan berdiri dengan sedikit linglung, pria yang membawa pisau mencoba menusuknya, Duan menghindarinya ke kanan menyerempet lengan kirin, Duan memposisikan kaki kanannya ingin maju ke depan tapi merasakan bahaya, Dia melompat mundur dan dan suara bang bang kaca disamping Duan sebelum pecah. Duan dengan reflek langsung menunduk 'Sial kenapa bergerak sih' mereka waspada terhadap perlawanan Duan. Duan memberi sarat dengan mengangkat dua tangan keatas mencoba berdiri untuk menyerah tapi di abaikan oleh pria membawa pisau. Wuss wuss wuus, tiga tusukan yang cepat dilakukan ke arah dada nya. 'uhh!!!' tusuk terakhir mengenai ulu hati dan suara pistol meletus 'bang! bang!' peluru mengenai kepalanya dan Duan terjatuh terkapar dengan wajar menghadap lantai, darah mulai membanjiri area tersebut. Delapan detik sebelum kematian kenangan terlintas dalam pikirannya 'aku tidak memiliki banyak kenangan indah untuk dibawa mati' Dia yang di besarkan oleh neneknya saja yang tidak memiliki teman seorang pun karena terlalu lusuh. Setelah kegelapan pun datang di pikirannya dan Duan mati, setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Dalam kegelapan Duan Merasakan hangat. Matanya terbuka!!!
Nugo8588 · 1.9K Views
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