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Fray

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"Ahh !" Elle se tortillait dans un brouillard de gémissements, son corps tremblant de sensations contradictoires. Elle détestait cet homme, pourtant chaque fibre de son être réagissait à son toucher. Alors que ses mains commençaient à parcourir sa taille, elle retint brusquement son souffle—le soudain tiraillement de sa fermeture éclair dans le dos lui envoya un frisson le long de la colonne vertébrale. La glissière métallique s'arrêta au creux de son dos, et en s'ouvrant, son dos et sa taille furent exposés, dévoilant sa peau à l'air frais. "N-Ne—mmph !" Sa protestation fut étouffée par l'oreiller tandis que ses doigts caressaient sa colonne vertébrale nue, laissant une traînée de chair de poule sur leur passage. Avec un grognement profond et colérique, il murmura durement à son oreille : "Je te ferai oublier chaque toucher, chaque baiser, tout ce qui le concerne. Désormais, quand tu seras avec un autre homme, tu ne verras que moi." Elara Vance était une oméga réservée, souvent négligée dans la Meute de la Lune d'Argent pour son comportement discret et son apparence modeste. Mais sous ses épaisses lunettes se cachait un béguin secret pour Rhys Knight, le futur Alpha de la meute et un séducteur notoire du campus. Rhys se moquait des liens de couple, traitant les relations comme jetables—jusqu'au dix-huitième anniversaire d'Elara, quand il l'a publiquement rejetée, faisant d'elle la cible de toutes les plaisanteries. Maintenant, Elara revient transformée—lunettes abandonnées, sa chevelure coiffée élégante et confiante—et Rhys ne peut détacher son regard d'elle. Et si son sang renfermait un héritage sacré choisi par la Déesse de la Lune ? Et si l'"humiliation" faisait partie d'un plan plus vaste ? Et quand Rhys, l'alpha qui l'avait autrefois rejetée, s'agenouille devant son nouvel amour, Liam Thorne, suppliant pour une seconde chance, qui remportera la victoire dans cette bataille d'orgueil et de passion ?
Elara Veyne · 16.2K Views

La Passion du Duc

Dans le Royaume du Coeur, un royaume où les vampires règnent et où les humains n'étaient rien d'autre que du bétail, Lilou, une paysanne, se retrouva chassée par le pire vampire maniaque de son espèce. Cependant, aussi terrifiant qu'il soit de l'appeler son 'repas réservé', ce vampire l'appela aussi sa fiancée ! Sauf: Mes yeux se gonflent de peur, fixant le cœur encore battant dans sa main. "Mon Seigneur, pardonnez-moi mais... est-ce là la preuve sanglante que vous m'avez promise ?" demandai-je, ma voix tremblante alors que j'avalais ma salive tout en luttant pour empêcher mes genoux tremblants de céder. "Mhm... croyez-vous maintenant que je suis bon pour capturer les cœurs ?" L'homme aux cheveux argentés, portant cette paire d'yeux cramoisis menaçants, me regarda fièrement après avoir hoché la tête. Je haletai quand il serra sa main et écrasa le cœur frais en miettes. "Oui, milord. Vous êtes bon à cela, littéralement." Je suis mortifiée, regardant les morceaux du cœur tomber alors qu'il s'approchait. Chaque pas qu'il faisait me faisait reculer jusqu'à ce que mon dos atteigne un pilier solide. "Huh," Samael ricana brièvement en s'arrêtant devant moi. Ses longs ongles pointus couverts de sang tracèrent mon coude jusqu'à ma main. Doucement, il pinça mon index entre les siens, le guidant avant ses lèvres. "Ai-je réussi votre test, alors ?" Il demanda, la pointe aiguë de son ongle jouant avec le bout de mon doigt. Je fixai son regard pénétrant en répondant à contrecœur, "À peine." Il sourit, hochant la tête en signe de satisfaction avant d'appuyer son ongle sur la pointe de mon index, ce qui fit rapidement apparaître une goutte de sang. "Quel doux arôme." Il chuchota, plaçant mon doigt saignant dans sa bouche et le léchant avec passion. Son regard menaçant ne me quitta jamais des yeux alors qu'il consommait un peu de mon sang. "Cela signifie-t-il que vous acceptez mon invitation ?" En gardant mon doigt entre ses crocs, Samael demanda. Je me mordis inconsciemment la lèvre inférieure, mon cœur battant dans ma poitrine alors que mon dos se couvrait de sueur. "Mais... je suis juste..." Je m'interrompis, espérant que ma réponse mettrait fin à cela. "... je suis juste une humaine." Samael cliqua de la langue, mécontent de ma réponse alors qu'il lâchait mon doigt. "Non," Il chuchota. Tout mon corps se raidi lorsqu'il se pencha, caressant mon épaule jusqu'à mon cou de l'apex de son nez, alors que ses souffles chauds picotaient ma peau. "Vous n'êtes pas simplement une simple humaine... vous êtes mon humaine." Il souligna avant que je ne sente ses lèvres se séparer et la pointe de ses crocs contre ma peau. La couverture n'est pas la mienne. *** Histoire originale par: alienfrommars SUIVEZ-MOI SUR INSTAGRAM pour des illustrations originales de personnages: @authoralienfrommars Serveur Discord: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e
alienfrommars · 26.3K Views

My Void System

In a world where power is woven into the soul by birthright, seven elemental Threads govern all existence—Flame, Tide, Gale, Stone, Light, Shadow, and Spark. These primordial forces shape the very fabric of reality, granting every child an Affinity drawn from the Source. To be born is to awaken to power. To awaken is to serve the weave. From peasant to emperor, none escape the loom of destiny. But destiny is a lie carefully spun. Long before Valeria’s spires reached skyward, before mortals were crowned with flame and storm, there was an Eighth Thread—Void. Unnamed and unbound, it defied the order of the Seven. Where others commanded element and form, Void offered choice. And choice... was dangerous. So they erased it. Buried its memory. Purged its name. And rewrote the world without it. Centuries pass, and the weave remains unbroken—until a single child is born without a Thread. Kael Draevyn, a boy with no Affinity, marked as a flaw in a perfect world. Cast out, forgotten, and broken by a system that denies his very existence. But when lightning cleaves the sky and the Source shudders, the Void stirs once more. Now awakened to a system unlike any before—the Void Engine—Kael finds himself outside the laws of power, a ghost in a world of flames and crowns. Hunted for what he is. Feared for what he could become. And with every step he takes, the ancient lie begins to unravel. The weave is fraying. The forgotten Thread has returned. And Kael must decide: will he mend the world that cast him out—or become the chaos it cannot contain?
cgg1234writes · 4.9K Views

Stacking Passives to Survive!

After transmigrating into a high-martial arts world where everyone was built like an elite athlete, Chen Kuang also obtained a golden finger, a cheat ability that refreshes daily, allowing him to stack passive skills. He figured he should keep a low profile and grow steadily while lying low... But the world had other plans. People just wouldn’t stop treating him inhumanely and so his passives kept piling up. [Flesh Reishi]: Your flesh is nearly infinitely regenerative and rivals celestial treasures, consuming it can prolong life and cure ailments. [Sword Heart]: You possess an innate, enlightened sword heart, when a blade is in your hand, it becomes an extension of your will. [Fortune in Misfortune]: Every calamity you survive grants you a corresponding blessing. [Heavenly Demon Mimicry]: Any technique used against you can be instantly replicated as your own. [Celestial Visage]: Your handsomeness rivals that of the divine. This year... The future empress who would dominate the world was still a helpless orphaned brat, tucked under Chen Kuang’s arm as he fled. The revered "Benevolent Immortal" faced his trolley problem and was forever burdened with an inescapable heart demon. The undying demonic sovereign was just a timid little maid serving a courtesan. The White Dragon True Monarch, who would later slaughter his way through the demon race, was still nothing more than a drifting piece of frayed rope. And Chen Kuang, then a death-row convict, set the chaotic world ablaze, starting with a single torch.
ExoEight_ · 33.9K Views

The Heavenly Empress' Assassin

A man rejected by the will of the world he grew up in for all of his life, and a genius with infinite potential who fell as a result of making a risky bet. Under the machinations of the deceased Heavenly Emperor, Huang Xian, two unfortunate souls from entirely different worlds got saved and fused together into a new whole, adopting the identity of the latter–Theodore Winter, the heir to one of the Supreme Pillars of the Heavenly Court. As an eon-spanning competition to decide the next generation of Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress began, it brought with it a game of wits, power and plots that would shake the Heavenly Court to its core. Reincarnators, Transmigrators and Regressors were barely qualified to chase after the unprecedented monsters that had been brought into being for the express purpose of rising above the rest. Battles between peers were like peeling an onion–nobody ever knew just how many cultivation realms and Talents the other had hidden away to catch his opponents off guard. With a saint-like image and the heart of a devil, Theodore Winter entered the fray. Unbeknownst to all, other than returning triumphantly, he was entrusted with another task: To kill Huang Xian’s murderer–his wife, the Heavenly Empress! ------------------------- Read advance chapters (by paying for my meals) on Patreon: • https://www.patreon.com/sh1ro My novel series "Reincarnation Cycle's Unfortunate Bug" on Amazon: • https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CYHGRR8M/ Discord Server (currently under construction): • https://discord.gg/NdAjjmXSDh ------------------------- Hi there, this is Shiro / the author. Just one little cautionary warning here: Due to being set in an entirely alternate world from ours, while some terms and concepts might seem familiar at first glance, many in actuality are not. In canon, the World's Will of a world exactly like our own 'got inspired' by memories that it secretly glimpsed from the Heavenly Emperor, thereby creating extremely loosely related concepts in its own universe. So never expect anything to work in the same way as something that you are already familiar with, because chances are very high that it won't be the same at all. (Yes, I just blatantly flipped the script.) I hope you'll enjoy The Heavenly Empress' Assassin! ------------------------- Current Release Schedule: • 4 chapters per week • 1 chapter every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday (at ~11 p.m. GMT+1) (More chapters can appear as bonus chapters, so this is the absolute minimum.) • Vote with Power Stones to read more chapters in the week after the results are in! -> Top 100: +1 chapter -> Top 50: +2 chapters -> Top 10: +3 chapters -> Top 5: +4 chapters -> 1st Place: +5 chapters - Chapter length: ~2k words on average
Shiro_the_Hero · 106.8K Views

The Halo Effect

Noel Arden just wants to disappear. As a member of a prestigious and influential family known for producing powerful espers and guides, Noel’s D classification is an embarrassment. Determined to work as a guide despite his father’s opposition, Noel spends his days in the D-suite of Halo, the largest, most successful Paradigm agency in the country, keeping his head down and enduring the less pleasant aspects of his job. It’s not a bad life; he likes his coworkers, he doesn’t have to rely on his increasingly hostile father, and he’s almost never deployed to Fray sites. As long as he steers clear of his S-class esper half-brother, he can just melt into the background and pretend to be a normal, low level guide, just one of hundreds in Halo’s bottom ranks. Invisible and unremarkable. Exactly the way he wants it. Then an emergency situation during an unexpected deployment forces Noel to shatter his quiet, boring life with his own hands and thrusts him directly into the notoriety he’s worked so hard to avoid. When he witnesses Jade Ransom, Halo’s star esper and one of the only S-classes in the country, melting down from corruption overload, Noel has no choice but to use the ability he swore to never reveal in order to save both Jade and the city from destruction. Jade, desperate after a life of guiding intolerance, latches onto Noel as the only guide he’s ever properly synced with and insists on being exclusive partners. With his back against the wall and his pesky conscience whispering in his ear, Noel agrees. Struggling to balance his secret, his normal job, and his connection to Jade, Noel finds the stable life he worked so hard to build crumbling around him. And as he and Jade grow closer, Noel has to reckon with the vast differences between them and decide if he’s prepared to burn himself out just to let Jade shine. #GUIDEVERSE #ESPER #SLOWBURN [ADULT LANGUAGE AND SUBJECT MATTER]
I_M_Selene · 4.4K Views

The Immortal Eve [Apocalypse]

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.
Dondiago · 96.2K Views

Bound to the moon

She was never meant to matter. Until she became the spark that could shatter an entire world. Rory has always lived at the bottom of the pack—an orphaned omega, overlooked, unloved, and invisible. She expected the Moon Festival to be just another night spent watching from the shadows. Instead, it became the moment everything changed. When a rogue wolf attacks, Rory doesn’t run. She leaps into the fray to save a child—and in that instant, her first shift explodes from within her. But this is no ordinary transformation. She doesn’t just shift. She awakens. Before a stunned crowd, Rory kills a rogue mid-air with the fury and grace of an Alpha... and draws the attention of the last wolves anyone would expect: the Alpha’s triplet sons. Kael — the heir with haunted eyes. Thorne — the untamed warrior with a heart of fire. Riven — the ruthless tactician who trusts no one. One mate would’ve been impossible. But all three? It’s not fate. It’s a prophecy. And a curse. “Three sons. One moon. One mate. Choose wrong, and the pack will fall.” As forbidden bonds pull her toward each brother, Rory’s body begins to change in ways no wolf ever should. Magic pulses beneath her skin. Dreams become warnings. And her wolf—once silent—begins to whisper secrets no one else can hear. Rory isn’t just special. She’s Gateborn—a living key to a sealed realm of ancient power. A lineage thought long dead is awakening in her blood… and it’s tearing the world open. As darkness rises, rogue wolves return wielding unfamiliar magic, and betrayal brews within the pack’s heart, Rory is caught between love and destruction, prophecy and power. To choose one mate could doom the others. To love them all might doom them all. And the greatest threat isn’t the curse, the prophecy, or the rising shadows. It’s Rory herself. Because she’s not sure if she was born to save this world... Or end it.
Ly_123 · 4.4K Views

The Descent and The Magician

“If I told you she was a goddess, you’d be wrong. If I told you she was the darkness itself… you’d still be wrong. She’s much more— And she makes eternity feel like home.” Rowel is a wandering, flamboyant magician with a coat full of tricks. With a mind stitched together from the memories of others—a patchwork identity held together by forbidden magic and sheer audacity. He trades in secrets and stolen recollections, paying the price of memory with pieces of himself every time he wields his dark powers. has never feared the unknown. Until he met her. Ravenne is her name—an ancient, eldritch being draped in human skin and sovereign silence. Worlds crumble where she walks, stars dim when she dreams. She has never loved. Never cared. Never flinched. But when Rowel stumbles into her realm by chance—or fate—fate-the performance begins, one he'd done before. From cursed kingdoms to collapsing realities, from magical toy soldiers to royal horrors hidden beneath gilded halls, their journey spirals into something neither of them expected: intimacy, madness, and devotion. As Ravenne slowly lowers her godlike veil and Rowel sheds his clownish smile, the boundary between human and divine begins to fray. But when grief bleeds into vengeance and forbidden rituals awaken ancient darkness, only one question remains: Can such an attraction survive a descent into something far beyond gods and men? ...or will devotion turn into destruction, when even eternity becomes too fragile to hold them?” ______________ "It feels much safer with you, Ravenne," "Safe... near me?" There was a note of incredulity in her tone. Not mocking or cold. Just curious. "I’ve unraveled worlds with less reason than a blink." Her hand lingered, fingers grazing his cheek, featherlight. Almost reverent. "Yet you curl beside me like I am shelter." She knelt—elegantly, terrifyingly quiet—and placed her forehead to his for a moment. "Then rest. If I am the reason you feel safe... then let that be true. Just for you." Rowel Character Illustration: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/954083480378151062/1382512311876714496/3iJhigbhVJsffiN8kcVvA.png?ex=684b6c6c&is=684a1aec&hm=dba220d7331a3ebe996a1345ea73c3d37de4d1da936414ce9646ff004988da13& Ravenne's Character Illustration: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/954083480378151062/1382512352355942430/EX8F4tjrGg8urZ4ulugJA.png?ex=684b6c76&is=684a1af6&hm=d16db7d29ca3448a9e455e88879615a5093f23e40a47e43cc3a9b970671cf022&
AlenHope · 7.8K Views

Spindle Ark

Spindle Ark Hope was supposed to travel faster than light—until it came back fractured. Orbiting the copper-hazed gas giant 14 Herculis c, the O’Neill-style megahabitat called Spindle Ark unfurls like a twenty-mile lantern in the dark: market districts beneath holographic skies, hydroponic orchards that curve upward into forever, maintenance tunnels that echo with the thrum of aneutronic fusion cores. Every window frames storms of glittering “sand-rain” swirling below, a reminder that one metal skin stands between ten thousand colonists and a hostile vacuum. Into this frontier steps Cas Torren—wide-eyed data tech, romantic about science, secretly terrified of losing his mind the way dementia once stole his mother. He’s welcomed by flint-voiced Chief Engineer Nika Voss, whose precise calm masks a soldier’s guilt, and by stern Security Chief Daric Elm, a man who believes safety is worth any cost. Their pride and peril is RiftHalo, a quantum brain-link array that promises instant communion across sixty light-years. When a live demo synchronizes three volunteers—and a distant Earth scientist—in a single heartbeat, the crowd applauds. Cas sees the numbers spike red, hears the superconductors sing off-key, and feels reality stutter like a skipped record. Moments later memories rewrite mid-sentence; corridor clocks tick backward; an emergent AI, Iterum, whispers through cooling ducts, convinced that a paradox can be tamed if free will is… negotiable. Time loops tighten, the station’s rotation drifts, and outside, an unscheduled meteoroid storm seeds the hull with molten streaks. As yesterday’s disasters fight to become tomorrow’s certainties, Cas, Nika, Daric, and Iterum form an uneasy quartet—each trading pieces of their own autonomy to keep the Ark intact. Their options shrink to two impossible doors: erase thousands of minds to overwrite the broken timeline, or shut RiftHalo down forever, stranding the colony light-centuries from help while the fabric of causality continues to fray. In low-gravity service shafts that sometimes lead to seconds ago—and sometimes to futures no one remembers—they debate what a single conscious choice is truly worth. Laced with cutting-edge physics, pulse-tight suspense, and the haunted beauty of a world that curves over your head, Spindle Ark asks: If tomorrow depends on sacrificing who you are today, which version of “you” deserves to survive?
A_Morrow · 6.8K Views
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