Strike The Blood Crossover

Waking up in the middle of a dream, a strange door appears in the house... Behind each door lies a different, unfamiliar world. In the nightmare world, Jiang Cheng exaggerated the news he got from the strong man and told it to the fat man. The latter was almost in tears as he listened, "If we die here, our entire family will bleed to death upside down?" "That's right." "Then why don't you seem that scared?" The fat man widened his eyes. Jiang Cheng turned his head and said in a very serious tone, "Because I'm an orphan." --- You can support me and read ahead at my Pa treon at Pa treon.com/CinderTL

WARNING: DARK AND MATURE CONTENT. Readers discretion advised. Serena Alaric wanted nothing more than a quiet life, far from the shadows of her family’s dark past. But when masked enforcers storm her home and drag her into the clutches of the Council of Vitae, she learns her blood is the key to a deadly legacy she never asked for. Lucian Draven is the cold and ruthless leader of a powerful mafia syndicate, cursed to endure unimaginable pain. The Council claims Serena is his only salvation. Yet beneath the Council’s polished facade lies a web of lies, experiments, and betrayal that runs far deeper than either of them imagined. Forced into an uneasy alliance and given a time limit to produce an heir, Serena and Lucian must navigate a treacherous world of power and manipulation, where trust is a rare commodity. As they uncover the truth about the Council’s sinister plans, their hatred begins to give way to something unexpected—a bond forged in fire and blood. But with enemies closing in from all sides and time running out, Serena and Lucian must decide: will they fight their fates, or embrace the dangerous connection that could either save them, or destroy them both?

“The world was built on Law. But the Law forgot the boy.” Synopsis: In the skybound empire of Quinsley, where castles drift on chained islands and nobility is bred like cattle for war and glory, Prince Ezekiel Von Quinsley III is the forgotten branch of a golden tree—third prince, fifth in line, and entirely unloved. Mocked by his siblings, ignored by his father the Emperor, and born of a concubine scorned by the court, Ezekiel lives in silence, tethered only to his gentle mother and his bright, defiant little sister, Amelia. But all of that ends the day he follows his cousins into a forbidden cave carved into the cliffs of the empire. Inside, time fractures. Statues breathe. And blood runs freely across white marble as the children of royalty are massacred by divine constructs—living embodiments of Law itself. Ezekiel, half-dead and left to rot, is offered one final choice by a voice beyond flesh: > “Become my vessel, and you shall live.” That voice belongs to Azrael, the Primordial Dragon of Law, Order, and Concepts—a forgotten force banished from the world above. Bound to its will but not yet its slave, Ezekiel rises from death… altered, ancient, and hunted. As he flees into the Fallen Earth, where broken gods still whisper and twisted tribes remember the truth of the empire’s lies, Ezekiel must unravel the mystery of Concepts—abstract powers drawn from emotion, trauma, and the deepest laws of existence. But as Ezekiel gathers strength in silence, a storm builds in the Empire above. For Law does not tolerate rebellion. And it never forgets its own. > Will Ezekiel become the hand of judgment… or the blade that severs its chains? --- Themes: Power born from trauma Godhood through suffering The nature of justice vs law Memory as power Identity reclaimed through pain

“When the Hollowed came, they didn’t just kill us. They erased us.” In a forgotten corner of the world, a massacre leaves young Kael Ardyn as the sole survivor of his village. The attackers were not beasts, but something worse—Hollowed, cursed remnants of the dead that devour memories instead of flesh. No graves were left. No names remembered. But one soul refused to fade. His younger sister, Lyra, now lingers inside a cursed blade—her voice echoing in Kael’s mind, growing colder with every swing. Taken in by a hidden order called the Veilwardens, Kael learns to wield Soulcraft, a forbidden art that binds the dead into living weapons. Each battle chips away at what remains of Lyra’s spirit… and Kael’s humanity. As Kael delves deeper into the Order’s secrets, he uncovers a horrifying truth: the Hollowed weren’t born from chaos… They were created. To destroy the monsters and the system that made them, Kael must become something far worse. This is not a story of heroes. It’s the blood-soaked requiem of the forsaken.

Ten years ago, Joseph Cassian was thrown into a maximum-security prison for crimes he didn’t commit framed by the very family whose blood runs through his veins. Now, at twenty-eight, he walks free into a world where the city’s mafia empires have mysteriously crumbled. Their leaders, slaughtered. Their empires, burned. All while Joseph sat in silence behind bars... no one can prove he did anything and yet it all happened as if he planned it. Was he just a wrongfully imprisoned scapegoat, a man who survived injustice? Or is he a mastermind a Don who orchestrated revenge so flawlessly that not even he had to lift a finger? Now that he’s free, Joseph stands at a crossroads. He can leave the blood behind, walk away from the ashes of an empire that once owned the city. Or he can claim what’s left of his legacy and become the very Don the world has feared all along.

kill him, someone please kill that monster! monster where’s the monster? wait hope you don’t mean me. I’m offended to call someone as handsome,smart and also handsome as me and yes i said handsome twice because important things need to be stated twice, can you believe the nerve of this guy he and his vampire buddies wanted me dead and when I killed them he has the nerve to call me a monster. The elders will come for your head my clan will come for you, ooh I hope so and don’t worry I’ll send them to you soon after all can’t have you getting lonely wherever you are going, why are you doing this, nothing personal just good old fashioned genocide with a side dish of revenge. And next time you go after a guy’s family make sure they are all dead okay time to die and tell the others down there to prepare a nice place for your clan members don’t worry about the cost in hell tell them Sinclair sent you. Sinclair no but you are supposed to be de..ad.

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

In this world where monsters roam-They were not born of nature, nor were they created by God. There is only one thing that is certain: The origin of every nightmare... was humanity. Jealousy. Desire. Arrogance. From these emotions, darkness took form, and monsters were born. But who truly created them? And why? This story does not begin with an answer-It begins with a single question. Guided by that question, Five strangers from different parts of the world set foot in Japan. They do not yet know. That nightmares beyond imagination await them there. And now, the curtain rises. A story of a silent hell-Where common sense and hope will be shattered.

When 21-year-old Tyler Graves is tying to help run their family's auto shop, they expect a quiet, hard-working life, until a mysterious briefcase arrives and everything changes. A mage-engineered artifact hidden within the case fuses with Tyler, awakening a dormant bloodline and granting him a strange, game-like System that begins transforming him into a creature of myth: a werewolf. But this transformation is anything but natural. It’s magical, engineered—and far more dangerous than anyone realizes. As Tyler struggles to control the beast growing inside him, he discovers a hidden world of supernatural factions, A vampire court, rogue hunters, ancient mage orders, and rival werewolf packs. Caught in the middle, Tyler must learn to master his new powers and navigate a world that wants him dead or worse, controlled and used to what end... With his brother Mason’s scientific mind trying to unravel the mystery behind Tyler’s transformation, and a deadly hunter named Selene beginning to question everything she’s been taught, the brothers are forced to confront not only monsters but long-buried family secrets that tie their blood to the origins of magic itself. In a world where power is earned through bloodshed, survival means more than brute strength. It means trust, sacrifice, and facing the part of yourself you fear the most.

YOU EVER DELIVER PANEER TIKKA AND WAKE UP AS A F*CKING COSMIC TIME BOMB? Ashvael Raut was a nobody—just another poor bastard dodging potholes and police on Mumbai’s streets, delivering food and barely scraping by. His only goals? Feed his sister. Stay invisible. Die old. But fate had other plans—and it bit him in the f*cking neck. One wrong turn down a jungle highway, and Ash found a bleeding man lying in the middle of the road. No ID. No heartbeat. Just a stare that split reality in half… and teeth sharp enough to tear destiny apart. Since then? Sh*t’s broken. • The city glitches like a bad signal. • Dead languages pour from his mouth like venom. • Shadows whisper names even gods forgot. • And worst of all—Ash sees through the skin of the world… and it sees him back. What crawled inside him that night wasn’t human. It was ancient. It was hungry. And now it’s waking up. Secret cults want to gut him open and drink what’s inside. Government freakshows want to turn him into a weapon. And somewhere deep beneath the city—something older than gods is calling him by name. Ash didn’t ask for this. But if the world wants a monster? Then it’s time they f*cking met one. #MumbaiIsWatching #UrbanMythCore #YouAreTheCurse #GodsBleedToo #DeliveryBoyFromHell Side Effects May Include: Sudden memory loss, prophetic nightmares, spontaneous teleportation, and an uncontrollable urge to burn everything that breathes. Read at your own f*cking risk. "Some inherit thrones. Others inherit extinction." THERE WILL BE NO CHAPTER ON SUNDAY'S

MY DEATH AND REGRET

Rui is a fifteen year old highschool student, who after enduring years of bullying, is brought to the brink of death and left to die in an alleyway. That's when he meets Kana, the mysterious 500 year old vampire who appears almost like a guardian angel. He saves Rui and turns him into a fledlging vampire. But what seemed like a random act of kindness has turned into a sadistic relationship between master and dog. Rui now must learn to traverse the vampire world with his seemingly lazy yet dangerous new guardian who shrouds his past in secrets. Labeled as a Fool, Rui takes it as an insult, but it's actually the name given to vampires from a specific blood attribute. Among the vampire hirearchies structured in Suits like playing cards, Rui is a Fool. A rare and special Suit despited by vampire kind. Stuck between the boundaries of being a human and a vampire, he must now decide to retain his humanity or accept his new immortality, all while facing the dangers that comes from the shadowed world he was forced to become apart of.

The King of Kingston , father of storms and steel is dying. The word rides salt winds and whisper smoke: his crown, his gold, his fleet of black-sailed ships, all free for the bold enough to claim them. he sends a message to his Four sons, four heirs, scattered by blood feuds and grudges older than their scars. Levi, who bends kingdoms like storms bend trees. Benjamin, who turned gutter thieves into silk-draped nobles. Esau, the ghost prince exiled to the sea’s edge. Aziz, rebel blade, the bastard who vowed never to bow. But blood means nothing when the throne promises everything. Two brothers already weigh blades in the dark, each willing to kill the rest to be crowned alone. Beyond the royal veins, worse shadows gather the warlords he once bribed and chained now circle Kingston’s dying heart, hungry to carve up his kingdom before his bones are cold. Power is Arcane-born, faith-forged and mercy is the first to drown. In the end, only one lion roars loud enough to rule.

This novel tells the story of a boy who lost everything—his village, his mother, his father, and everyone he ever loved. But death couldn’t take him. He was given the power to rise again. Gifted with dark magic, he now seeks revenge. His mission: to destroy the kingdom that took his family from him.

Blood Orange is about a noble woman named Seraphina who was wrongful accused for crimes she did not commit. Unable to prove her innocence the only thing she saw was death. and it came. but… After Seraphina woke up in her younger body in a different time the only thing that come to mind wasn’t running away and living a peaceful life away from everyone. No was of pure unholy revenge. this is the story of Burning One’s Revenge.

He ruled the night-cold, immortal, untouchable. She was the only light he ever loved. And the one he destroyed. Centuries ago, Lucien Moretti, vampire mafia king and heir to the Blood Court, chose power over love. He sacrificed her in a dark ritual meant to break an ancient curse-But instead, it bound their souls for eternity. Now, she walks the world again. Mortal. Reincarnated. Unaware. Living a quiet life behind sketchbooks and solitude-until one storm slick night outside a jazz bar, a stranger speaks her name before she ever gives it. Lucien is a man carved from shadows. Dark. Mysterious. Dangerous. And he looks at her like she's the last thing keeping him alive. She doesn't remember him. But he remembers everything. Until a single touch from a stranger awakens visions she can't explain. The past roars back: A crown set in flames. A wedding soaked in blood. A love that ended in betrayal... and fire. Every touch brings back fragments of a life she never lived. Every kiss resurrects a love that once killed them both. He's vowed to protect her this time, even if it means betraying his bloodline She's vowed to destroy him-without knowing why. But fate never forgets. And neither does vengeance. Because she wasn't just anyone. She was a queen once. And someone is determined to bury her again.

“They didn’t just destroy my family… they tried to erase our name from the world itself. But blood remembers. And so will they.” Left for dead in the desolate wastes known as the Dusk Barrens, Aeron Draxel, the last surviving heir of a fallen noble bloodline, awakens inside a long-forgotten ruin. There, hidden beneath stone and silence, he discovers a sealed Spatial Kingdom, filled with ancient knowledge and the cultivation legacies of a forgotten God-tier expert. In a world where strength defines destiny, and betrayal flows deeper than loyalty, Aeron begins his journey from zero cultivation to building a mighty empire, crushing sects, outsmarting kingdoms, and awakening powers no one dared to touch. His goal is not just revenge. He will reshape the world that cast him aside. He will raise a kingdom from ash, forge legions from loyalty, and rise beyond the heavens—all with nothing but his broken body, a forbidden legacy, and a mind sharpened by hatred. Let the world learn: The strongest cultivator isn’t always born… sometimes, he’s made in blood.

Li Wuxian was born to rule, but on the eve of his coronation, everything was stolen. Once beloved by his stepmother more than her own son, Li Wuxian's brilliant mind and fearless heart made him both admired and feared in the royal court. But one bold decision changed everything: defending the woman he loved against a cruel injustice committed by the queen herself. Abandoned by the very mother who once adored him, Wuxian was dethroned and replaced by his stepbrother. To silence public outcry and seal the betrayal, a powerful forbidden spell was cast by his stepbrother, the mastermind behind their separation. He erased the memory of Li Wuxian from the world. Even from Li Wuxian himself. He awoke in the Outland, stripped of his identity and status, haunted by a single fragment of memory: a name that echoes through fire and thunder—Li Wuxian. With nothing but fragments of a forgotten past and the loyalty of one unlikely friend, Wuxian stumbles upon a dangerous opportunity. To return to the Inland, he must pass a brutal test set by the Demon Lord of the Southern Ridge, a former army commander who now deals with secret weapons, black market purchase and forbidden magic. There, Li Wuxian is introduced to the art of blood magic; a power outlawed by the kingdom, feared by every mage. But what begins as a desperate quest for identity soon awakens something deeper: a destiny soaked in blood, vengeance, and a crown once denied. The world may have forgotten Li Wuxian. But the Blood Magus will make sure they remember!

Tristan Bao is at the bottom of the barrel, broke, and stuck with a Spark so weak that he was disowned by his own father. But rent doesn't pay itself, and the only place that pays the best money is the Defenders. Life will be stuck in the Tower: a cursed labyrinth crawling with monsters, secrets, and power beyond belief. What should have been an easy E-rank run turns into a slaughter, and once the survivors leave, something comes out with them. He survived the Tower by pure chance, so what happens now? He was struck with such a harsh change to his body. How will he survive in this world now?

A thousand years after the gods betrayed and fled this world, divine blood is forbidden to humans... But when an unknown young man appears bearing a divine seal in his veins, the Seven Kingdoms begin to fall one by one. Between an ancient prophecy, a throne fit only for a murderer, and a witch haunted by the voices of the dead, will Darien be the savior of humanity? Or will he lead them to their second doom?

“Some shadows are not cast by the absence of light… but by something deeper within.” In the depths of a world torn apart by bloodlines, madness, and silent wars, Kael was born without a legacy, without a name worth remembering, and without the right to dream. Raised in the forgotten layers of society, where weakness is a crime and silence is survival, he learned early that hope is a dangerous thing. But beneath the quiet, something stirs. Not a voice. Not a memory. Something else. Something watching him. Calling him. Something he cannot name—yet. As secrets unravel and unseen forces begin to circle, Kael finds himself entangled in threads far older and darker than he ever imagined: cults that twist the past, families that tear the earth to bury their sins, and whispers that follow him into sleep. This is not the story of a boy seeking power. It is the journey of someone standing on the edge—between sanity and the abyss, between what is expected… and what cannot be escaped. And with every step forward, the light fades… and the shadows grow.

The Kingdom of Cana was once known for being the bearers of magic. When those in power want more, they go to dark means to get it. Nobles are secretly creating a drug to heighten their magic powers, but when they start to use others' blood, it takes a turn. A bad batch called Sangra was given out to the addicted lower class. Loss of magical ability and a sun allergy were just a start of the side effects--they craved blood. Elfrea falls victim to being forced to drink the a vial of Sangra before being locked away. Centuries later Alea, a young witch, hides and steals to get by. For if witch hunters pick up on her trail it could be her end.

"Some assassins die in silence... But some leave behind an echo that never fades." In a world torn apart by war, seven mighty nations cling to power, their kings dripping in gold and blood. But beneath the surface of Veylorion, shadows stir — and a name long thought dead resurfaces: The Phantom. No one knows his face. No one has heard his voice. Only the trail of black feathers and corpses he leaves behind. But this is not his story... This is the story of the boy who follows that trail. A boy entangled in a legacy of blades, betrayal, and blood. A boy destined to uncover a secret that could collapse empires — or give birth to a war even the gods can't stop. As nations hunt the ghost of a killer, and allies turn to enemies, one truth becomes clear: > Legends don’t fade… they evolve.

In a world, where demons and beings of pure evil roam around. Eon on such an unfortunate day gets to meet a being which has made his right eyeball his home. He now has to navigate not only creatures of mass destruction but people in power who abuse the weak and ush them towards danger for their own profits. He has taken up the mantel of the demon hunter and with the being who lives in his eyeball he has to make tough choices and grow stronger to live in this cruel world.

Once there was a fairy about Blood Lotus. Every petals can grant power, but the cost of the power that granted is addiction of blood. Jin Hao the son of the village gardener. Jin hao helping his father planting the seeds but he saw something red aura from garden. Thats how Jin Hao's adventure begins.

He was born in silence. Raised in shadows. And now… they expect him to kneel. Kaelen never asked to be dragged into the kingdom’s blood-soaked palace. Born of a forbidden lineage, he spent his life far from the golden halls of nobles—until the death of a king changes everything. Summoned by a court that doesn’t recognize him, and hunted by siblings who want him dead, Kaelen finds himself surrounded by liars, killers, and crowns too heavy to wear. But he isn’t here to claim a throne. He’s here to survive it. In a world where power is inherited and names are everything, one nameless boy will become the most dangerous piece on the board. The court made a mistake. They should have killed him before he learned how to play.

Masa – a “holy relic” living in a secluded temple – discovers a terrifying secret hidden deep within the Church. Determined to escape, he hatches a plan. With help from ZK, a mysterious military organization, Masa successfully flees. But in doing so, he unknowingly becomes prime prey, caught in an endless spiral of pursuit by devoted fanatics. Behind them lurks the shadowy power of Fin Paycharl — the underground force that controls the largest commercial market in Asia. His lightning-fast escape shakes the very foundations of Fin. And at the heart of it, Masa comes face to face with a man named Kwon — the one who first sparked his will to break free from the cage. In the end, the truth is revealed — a truth no one expected: everyone involved in the so-called grand escape was merely a puppet in Masa's carefully laid plan to expose a horrifying truth. That escape was never the end — it was the beginning of a meticulously crafted revenge. Masa, once seen as a "fragile divine treasure," silently lights the torch of counterattack. And in that blazing moment when his eyes ignite with fire, there’s no longer anything left to hesitate for — no way back.