Naruto Blood On The Sand

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.

Ludwig is a broken man with no way of being fixed, thus, he suffered a contamination that could turn him into a beast if left contained. His only way to fix this is to become an experimental subject and to reveal his fate to the world.

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.

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 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.

He was only fifteen... Chained. Tortured. Beheaded before a crowd that cheered for his death. But death refused to hold him. Sirab — the boy they called a monster — rises again with blood in his hands and fire in his eyes. The nobles who destroyed his village… the army who burned his people… the princess who hunted for pleasure… they thought it was over. They were wrong. In a broken world ruled by dark empires, where power comes from sacrifice and only the rich deserve to live, one boy will break every chain with vengeance. He is no hero. He is no savior. > He is the Hunter.

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.

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.

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.

Mahiru a Elite member of INTERNATIONAL GHOUL BURN UNIT(IGBU) branch Japan faced a tragic incident. A Former Anti-Ghoul member became the head of the GHOUL Clan to destroy the IGBU. In this world there is no Justice. Justice is just a banner used by powerful people. Mahiru faced tragic incidence in past also and promise himself to take revenge. In this journey he will become a ultimate superior. This Story Causes Extremely Violence, 18+ scenes. So make sure you are Prepare for it.

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?

When a failed thief is imprisoned and witnesses a King leading his city toward destruction, he must overcome his self-doubt and save the kingdom and himself.

Chaya Nirvani, the youngest of the royal Nirvani family, has never felt at home in the world of palace duties and royal expectations. Her heart has always belonged to the past, drawn to the mysteries of ancient civilizations, especially Egypt. Pursuing archaeology, despite her family’s objections, she travels to Egypt on an excavation. There, a strange artifact leads her to a discovery she never imagined—a link between her life and a long-lost Egyptian pharaoh. As she unravels secrets buried deep in the sands of time, Chaya learns that her true heritage is far more extraordinary than she ever dreamed.

MY DEATH AND REGRET

In a bold experiment, two brothers —Lukas and Max—create a vast simulation: nine massive citadels floating in space, each with a unique starting scenario and population—from peaceful Teddies and mischievous Geddose to the enigmatic Pheddies, Maxes, and Lukases. What begins as a playful test to explore how different versions of themselves and their creations react under various conditions soon spirals into something much larger. As the simulation evolves on its own, unexpected alliances form, chaos spreads, and mysterious forces awaken. The boundaries between control and autonomy blur, and the simulated world begins to challenge the intentions of its creators. A layered, imaginative sci-fi story about identity, power, and the unintended consequences of digital creation—where even the code can become a weapon.

Imagine being a 17 year old and pushed into a warzone with zero experience in fight and abilities he hasn't even discovered yet. His father told him he's the only one who can kill Vadon, the strongest of nobles. Only if he knew it wasn't going to be that easy..Of course he wants to fight for his family and his clan, but he's only a half-noble and he's so irrelevant in front of the law and capital. One day, something happens. And Quinn could have never seen it coming.

> They erased her name. Burned her bloodline. Left her for dead. But Milena survived. Reborn into the heart of the empire that destroyed her, she moves through the royal courts like a shadow—silent, sharp, watching. She has no interest in love. No patience for power games. Only one goal: make the crown remember what it tried to forget. Then she meets him—the Crown Prince. The man who unknowingly signed her family’s death. The man who starts to notice her. The man who, slowly… she can’t stop thinking about. This is not the story of a girl who wanted to be queen. This is the story of a forgotten heir who falls in love with her enemy… and still plans to bring down the kingdom

In the smoke-filled rooms of 1960s Palermo, velvet curtains hide more than whispers—they conceal betrayal, murder, and the weight of a family legacy written in blood. When Antonio Moretti, the reluctant heir to one of Sicily’s most feared crime families, discovers a secret that could destroy his family’s empire, he must decide: protect the bloodline, or burn it all to the ground. As rival families circle like vultures and the old ways give way to new, Antonio’s war isn’t just with his enemies—it’s with his own blood. Loyalties will fray. Velvet will stain. And in the end, only one truth remains: in this world, nothing stays clean for long.

Before the stars had names and before mountains bore witness to blood, there was a clan whose light rivaled the heavens. They were guardians of balance, keepers of ancient arts. Revered… and feared. Then came the betrayal. In a single night, their name was scorched from history. Their legacy buried beneath lies. And the child — the last ember of a dying flame — was cast into obscurity. He does not remember. To Elarion, the world is cold but ordinary. He knows hunger, loneliness, and the bitterness of powerlessness. But deep within his soul lies a silence that does not belong to this age. A silence forged in ash, sealed in forgotten blood. He will walk the Path not for glory or vengeance — but because it calls to him. Each step forward will echo backward through time, stirring truths long buried. Each realm he conquers will peel away the veil around his birth. And when the truth returns — so too shall the storm. The heavens may have forgotten his name. But the heavens... will remember.