Daybreak Flare Mlp

There was a time when omegas were sacred—worshipped, not owned. Their heats were divine, their bonds a gift. Alphas knelt, swore loyalty, and served with devotion. But power twists devotion. Gradually, reverence turned to control. Omegas were pulled from pedestals and placed in silk-lined cages—valued for fertility, not personhood. To be soft, obedient, and claimed became their only acceptable form. Freedom came—on paper. They could work, speak, refuse. But only within the lines alphas still drew. An omega's birth was no triumph. "Delicate," they said. "He'll make a lovely mate someday." Futures decided before first steps. But some omegas refused. Chose themselves. And alphas noticed. Instinct flared. Control tightened. “You were made for this.” “Don’t fight what you are.” Consent blurred. Pressure mounted. Laws stayed clean while tactics grew cruel. And when the illusion of peace finally shattered— No one would be spared.

*In loving memory of the Hardcore PvP MMO that shaped me as a player. May it rest in peace...* They logged in to grind. They woke up in hell. Mar didn’t expect much from Mythreign—just another brutal VR MMO, all swords, stats, and broken promises. But on launch day, surrounded by his real-life friends in their usual Discord chaos, the unthinkable happens: one by one, they’re disconnected from the call… and wake up inside the game, trapped in the bodies of the characters they just created. Now locked in a fantasy world with no logout button, no explanation, and no idea what the hell happened, Mar and his four closest friends are forced to survive the hard way. And Mythreign doesn’t go easy. There are no second chances here. Just PvP zones, griefers, exp loss on death, and a player base full of degenerates who treat everything like war. As Mar struggles to adapt to his new life as a dark elf rogue, tensions mount, tempers flare, and memories bleed into madness. Because this world isn’t just a game anymore—it’s personal. And every dungeon run, every ambush, every backstab is a reminder: You only keep what you can kill for. And in here, everyone talks shit until the blade hits bone.

``` Que inferno? Eu reencarnei em outro mundo. [Escolha a classe] [Classe Monstro ou Humano?] Classe Monstro. [Flare Mental] Sim, eu escolho Flare Mental. Vou Hipnotizar minha madrasta MILF com uma bunda enorme e suas três filhas para meu uso. Que porra é essa!!?? Garotas Ogro com corpos sexys e seios enormes, não vou perder essa. "tire a roupa e abaixe-se, garota." "sim, mestre." Espera? essa garota besta tem 6 seios e todo mundo odeia isso, mano, por quê? Isso é o paraíso. Aqueles que atravessarem meu caminho se matarão ao olhar nos meus olhos e todas as mulheres que me negarem receberão minha semente sagrada mesmo sem o consentimento delas. [A Gramática até o Capítulo 115 não é tão boa... mas vale a leitura. Depois disso, está tudo bom.] [A capa não é minha, me contate para removê-la.] [Nota: TODO PERSONAGEM DESTE ROMANCE É MAIOR DE 18 ANOS E SÃO LEGALMENTE ADULTOS CONFORME AS REGRAS DO MUNDO EM QUE ESTA HISTÓRIA É BASEADA.] [Discord: https://discord.gg/wEMdgmkt9Q] ```

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Alicia and her siblings were taken to an orphanage after their mother's death.Alicia watched how her two siblings got adopted one by one leaving her alone in the orphanage. Alicia was attacked by dark witches and vampires while looking for her siblings location.At the end of the fight she was the only one left standing,she was so weak that she ended up falling on the ground,she crawled to the edge of the cliff.She looked at her body seeing how the poison had spreaded inside her body.Her skin color had turn yellow.She smiled bitterly at the sky thinking that she was going to die without experiencing happiness or meeting her siblings.Those were the thought in her mind before everything went dark. Alicia's blue eyes wandered around the unknown room she was,she felt someone strong and well built spooning her from behind,she also saw how his long arm was wrapped around her waist protectively.Alicia got angry at the pervert who dare do this to her without her content. She gathered up all her strength,escape from the man tight grips.She was about to punch him when his grey eyes flared open starring into her blue eyes. Alicia was so awestruck by his beautiful that she couldn't do anything but stare at this breath taking strange man.

Aethelgard was swallowed by the grey. The Void, a cosmic imbalance twisted into a suffocating reality, has claimed the world, leaving behind only silence, ash, and forgotten ruins. Within this desolate landscape, a small child named Kael awakens, the sole survivor of a village erased from existence. Traumatized and alone, his only companion is a warm, guiding presence he names Vispera – a whisper of light and life in the all-consuming darkness. But Kael is not just a survivor; he is a vessel. Within him lies a raw, uncontrollable power, a pure light born from the Cosmic Equilibrium's desperate struggle against the Void. This power can push back the grey, repel its monstrous manifestations, and perhaps, restore what was lost. Yet, every time the light flares, Kael pays a devastating price – the Bedel. It steals his memories, his emotions, his fundamental awareness, leaving behind aching voids in his soul. Found by a wary group of survivors in a crumbling sanctuary, Kael's secret is revealed, forcing them to confront the terrifying choice: is the child a cursed harbinger of destruction, or their only hope against the Void and its tyrannical master, Lord Corvus? Bound by his tragic power and the ever-growing Debt of Light, Kael must learn to survive in a world that steals not just lives, but souls.

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

[WSA 2025] At the Edge of the Void… A soft blue light hums, pulsing with energy, its robotic voice ringing with purpose. > "Do you accept me, System 0404, the Harem-Building System?" A young man in his twenties, eyes shining with excitement, eagerly responds: > "YES!" The blue light flares— The universe shifts— The binding process begins— DING! > [System Successfully Bound to…] …Daphne Han? ??? ??? *** Currently three complete arcs. Arc one: Entertainment world. Arc two: Historical, with dukes. Arc three: Mafia world. More to come. Tags: GL/Yuri No harem. Love at first sight. Enemies to lovers. Comedy. Angst( is it gl if there's no angst somewhere) Smut. Female Alpha. Friends to lovers Amnesia troupe. Pregnancy (coming soon) NB: I'm asking for comments, reviews, anything, votes, gifts, anything, it goes a really long way in motivating me. Thank you. Currently 7+ arcs planned, weekly updates.

In a world where strength defines destiny, a powerless boy once dreamed of becoming a hero. But dreams don't save you from reality. Bullied, weak, and forgotten, Noah Calden met his end not in an accident — but in betrayal, blood, and silence. Shot by the very authorities he once admired, gunned down while cradling the lifeless body of the girl he couldn’t save… he died a villain in a world that never gave him a chance.Yet instead of death, a golden circle flared beneath him, pulling him into a new world… a realm of magic, heroes, and destiny. In this world, heroes are ranked from the lowly Talkers to the elite Seekers. Talkers are support roles—meant to boost morale, cast minor buffs, and cheer from the sidelines. Mocked. Stigmatized. Powerless. Noah was branded a Talker. A joke. Trash. But what no one knew… was that he alone possessed a forbidden gift. Word Soul Magic. A power that should not belong to a Talker. A power that should not exist. A magic so absolute, his words shape reality itself. Say burn—and you ignite. Say vanish—and you’re gone. His voice isn’t support. It’s a command. Now reborn as Velian Vox, the last Talker and the bearer of this lost magic, he must navigate a world that fears what it does not understand. With whispers of ancient wars, sealed truths, and gods who once spoke the world into being, Velian’s power may hold the key to balance… or ruin. But as mysteries unfold and enemies close in, one truth becomes clear: With great power comes great consequence. And when the world listens to your every word… you must choose each one carefully. Let the world hear his voice. Even if it trembles when it does.

(Under Acts Restructuring) Cast aside by his noble family for lacking magical talent, a young baron is exiled to a remote territory bordering the perilous Wyrdwood forest(Warcraft Forest). Amid despair and obscurity, he awakens a mysterious system—one that grants access to forgotten knowledge, lost technologies, and reformist wisdom long buried by empires. Determined to rise above insignificance, he sparks a magical industrial revolution—melding elemental sorcery with mechanized innovation. His once-backward barony, Ravengarde, becomes the catalyst for sweeping change, challenging ancient powers, rigid ideologies, and divine hierarchies. As global tensions flare, empires clash over faith, knowledge, and control. Races stir, ideologies collide, and the world’s own consciousness begins to shift. Amid political intrigue, espionage, and war, the baron’s vision grows bolder: not mere survival, but lasting legacy—to reshape Atheron and etch his name into eternity. Warning: This novel includes harem elements (maximum 6 members). Early arcs focus on reform, worldbuilding, and strategic advancement. Romance develops gradually over time. --- What to Expect: Realistic Kingdom Building & Societal Transformation Magical Industrialization & Technological Progress Multi-POV Geopolitical Intrigue Elemental Magic Integrated with Innovation Strategic Warfare & Ideological Conflict Cultural Ripples, Environmental Change & World Consciousness

The entire world had changed; from flying cars to flying horses as the adventurers from the game became hunters in real life. Nobody entered Love Heart Online expecting to be merged with their in-game character nor did they expect for the game to slowly influence real life in more ways that just economically. But when the first wave of people began to merge there were those who had no intention to remain hidden while many of those in the lower rungs of society decided to take a slice of the cake. By any means. It therefore didn't take long for the world to become like something out of a comic book - heroes flying in the sky fighting villains - if with a fantasy flare added in. Yet, before the world could even adapt to that, a second wave of chaos came. Many who were previously worth nothing in society became champions across the planet, fighting off the dungeons full of monsters, after mana seeped into reality for unknown reasons. Yet that does not change the fact there was still a clear class division. Armor-Cordis was well aware of this fact as they worked for one of the core members of the HERO guild yet that did not mean they lived well because of their masters role. Abuse was part of their daily life (not just the physical or verbal kind) however none of this matter... Because they had a promise from their mamma. With absolute trust in their mothers instructions they set out in the world to experience the lowest lows in human society - a situation that led them to eventually being picked off the street by the supposed Heroes. Even then they spent their time stealing as much information as they could since they knew it would come in handy in the future. Or rather, it would come in handy in the past. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Come read as a urchin rises to become a gluttonous white lotus spirit takes advantage of her future knowledge to rule two worlds and beyond. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- 1 Chapter Per Week (Sun) 20~ Chapters Ahead On Patreon https://www.pat reon.com/BasicallyGod/ Content Warnings Are More Caution Based

On the day Flare Nacht was born, the world broke. A green burst of cosmic energy swept across the planet, and ever since… the dead don’t stay dead. They become Ashen — monstrous, fear-twisted reflections of the people they once were. Now, every death is a potential disaster. Every funeral, a battlefield. Flare, an enhanced Slayer, is humanity’s last line of defense. Armed with weapons made from the very monsters he hunts, he’s spent years putting the dead to rest — again and again. He doesn’t hate them anymore. He just pities them. But something is changing. The Ashen are getting smarter. Meaner. Strategic. As if they’re following orders… as if something is calling to them. And when Flare faces a creature that should not exist — a myth brought to monstrous life — the truth begins to unravel. He wasn’t just born the day the world ended. He may be the reason it did. As whispers rise from the stars and impossible enemies awaken, Flare must face his past, his power, and a future drenched in blood and fire. The dead are rising. The stars are watching. And Flare Nacht is running out of time.

Princess Azura came from the stars literally. During a visit to Earth with her healer uncle, she saves a young boy’s life. years later a brutal battle breaks out in the skies, trapping her on Earth. And that sweet little boy has become an arrogant, annoying teenager and he has no idea who she is. Azura wants nothing to do with him… but fate has other plans. As tempers flare and feelings grow, Azura must protect her secrets, face her past, and survive the one thing she never trained for falling in love with a human

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT] Prologue – The Law of Aura They say every soul burns. Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime. But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet. These are the Tyrants. And their aura is not a gift. It is a weight a burden. In this world, aura is everything. It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it. But only one… only one in an age awakens the Tyrant’s Spirit …the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.

Saint Halstead Academy stands as the most prestigious school in the United Kingdom. To the outside world, it’s a place where the nation’s elite are shaped: scholars, leaders, and future icons. But if you dig a little deeper, you’ll find it’s also a hotbed for influence, politics, and quiet battles. Enter Sylvester Blackthorne, a seemingly unremarkable transfer student with impeccable manners and average grades. But don’t be fooled—there’s more to him than meets the eye. Calm, calculating, and always on the lookout, Sylvester glides through the hallways like a shadow. He has no interest in popularity, clubs, or accolades. All he craves is a little peace. Yet, peace is a luxury that someone like Sylvester can’t afford. As rivalries flare up, elections turn into psychological warfare, and secrets begin to surface, one thing becomes crystal clear: At Saint Halstead, power isn’t something you earn; it’s something you seize. And Sylvester? He’s not here to join their game. He’s here to change the rules.

In the fractured world of Aetherion, 2025 is a battleground of hope and despair. Reality rifts tear through the land, unleashing monstrous Aether Beasts and awakening human powers via the enigmatic Continuum System. In the decaying village of Wrenwood, 25-year-old Heaven is scorned as "Attributeless," an outcast mocked during the Awakening Test. But deep within, a rare Aura and volatile Latent Aspect flicker to life powers unlike any other, tied to his willpower and demanding grueling discipline to master. As rifts threaten to swallow Wrenwood, Heaven trains in secret, his potential known only to fiery Lila (Flare) and loyal Sora (Pulse). Battling jagged-clawed beasts and navigating village hostility, he uncovers clues to his mother’s mysterious disappearance, tied to the rifts and the dormant Aetheric Pantheon. With the cosmic enigma of the Veiled Hollow whispering through the cracks of reality, Heaven’s quiet rise against local threats lays the foundation for a journey that will unravel the gods’ fates and the System’s chilling purpose. Will Heaven’s hidden spark ignite a revolution, or will the rifts consume all he holds dear?

Title: The Mansion of Fire Synopsis: > Two sisters. One summer. And a mansion full of secrets. When 19-year-old twins Yasmin and Leyla are invited to spend the summer at an exclusive beachfront mansion in Tulum, Mexico, they expect luxury, sunsets, and peace. What they find instead are two mysterious brothers, heirs to a billion-dollar empire—identical twins with matching faces but dangerous hearts. Passion ignites. Rivalries flare. And behind every golden hallway of the mansion lies a truth no one dares to face. In a world of beauty, betrayal, and burning desire, the girls must navigate love, power, and the fire that threatens to consume everything. Can you fall in love with someone who mirrors your soul… or hides your downfall? The Mansion of Fire is a sizzling royal romance full of twin drama, forbidden love, and secrets that could destroy legacies.

Three became explorers. Two became the closest. Two will fight. Two will seperate. One became guilty. One will rule. Thousands of years ago, magic altered. No one knows why, no one went on a discovery, as they knew they aren't safe at all. After the fall of an unknown leader, along with a group of creatures who seemed to take power, all living things in the whole world have to adapt with the new law. The three kinds live in three different layers of the earth; the underground, the ground, and the sky. Some creatures under the seas, some on top of mountains. As long as there's no difference in one, same region. Everything is stable. Until someone - can be called a gift or a misfortune - was born, that caused The Magic to rage more. A dangerous ray from itself spread everywhere, now almost taking half of the equine population out. The red thread all leads to her, the beloved affliction.

Zara was the faceless legend of an FPS game—until her identity was accidentally revealed live on stream. Now the e-sports world is watching. Some want her gone. Others want her on their team. When she's forced to train under the cold and calculating team captain she once embarrassed online, tensions flare—and sparks fly. In a world where timing is everything, she’ll have to fight for her spot, her dreams, and maybe… for the one heart she never meant to do

In a land corrupted by the undead, a group of four humans venture out into the unknown. The world is dangerous, tales darker than the night sky lurk here. Yet, they carry the fire to extinguish the night, and bring daybreak back to this mystical land.

The demon’s roar was a monstrous sound, shaking the rain-soaked streets like an earthquake. Its form twisted and writhing, a grotesque fusion of jagged horns, sinewy muscles, and eyes that burned with ancient hatred. It moved with terrifying speed despite its size, each step cracking the ground beneath like thunderclaps. Kaito felt the familiar rush of adrenaline as the air around him thickened, charged with his wind magic. His grip tightened on his sword, the blade shimmering as swirling gusts danced along its edge. The air whispered to him, bending to his will. “Stay close!” he barked to the others, eyes locking on the demon’s glowing core. That’s the weak spot, he thought. If we hit it, maybe we can end this quickly. Ren laughed—a manic, fierce sound that echoed over the storm. “End it quickly? Where’s the fun in that? Let me add a little fireworks to the party.” His pistols flared, flames licking out like twin dragons unleashed. Haru’s pale eyes flickered as he calculated the demon’s patterns. “Its movements are irregular—unstable. But it’s anticipating our attacks.” He stepped forward, hands weaving through the air, as if pulling invisible strings. “We’ll need to synchronize our strikes.” Daiki’s deep voice rumbled like the earth itself. “Then let’s bring the mountain down on it.” He slammed his fists to the ground, and the earth trembled. Cracks spiderwebbed across the cobblestones, rocks levitating with slow, deliberate power around his knuckles.

When Elara Thorne, an astronomy student with a haunted past, is swept into a parallel world during a meteor storm, she awakens in a realm ruled by celestial houses, elemental magic, and ancient prophecies. Tasked with unlocking the truth behind a crumbling cosmic pact, she must ally with a brooding star-born prince, Cassian Duskmoor, whose kingdom is on the verge of collapse. As they travel across floating cities, sea-glass deserts, and ruins of gods long forgotten, desire flares between them—but so do secrets. Elara is being hunted by a shadowed faction that believes she holds the key to restoring or destroying the world. Caught between duty and desire, Elara and Cassian must decipher the whispering constellations before darkness eclipses them all. A sweeping tale of starlit love, treacherous destiny, and a bond that defies galaxies.

Solian Flare was just your average dude—until he became reincarnated in the One Piece world! But unlike those other dudes who dream of being a Marine or a member of Luffy's crew, Solian has something else in mind to create for himself. Gifted with a mysterious system and the Solar Rift Fruit, a Devil Fruit that enables him to manipulate solar energy and open rifts in space, Solian sets out on a quest with one goal: to conquer the seas and become the strongest! But One Piece's universe is not gentle. With bounty hunters, Marines, and other pirates standing in his way, Solian will have to train day and night, gather powerful allies, and push himself to the limit if he is to make it out alive. From humble beginnings to shock jumps in abundance, from battling vicious pirates to uncovering secrets of his system, Solian's journey has only just started. And in a world where power knows no bounds, only the strongest will emerge victorious! Will he become a crew that will be as strong as the Yonko? Or will he perish before he even makes it to the Grand Line?

The Xia family had two daughters. One was Xia Rou, known as Jiang City’s number one beauty, and the other was Xia Yan, notorious and disfigured. Beautiful Xia Rou got engaged to the Mo family’s young master, but rumor had it that Young Master Mo was a cripple. Xia Rou refused to wed him. Hence, her notorious sister, Xia Yan, was forced to marry into the Mo family in her place. Young Master Mo was furious. “You’re not Xia Rou! How dare the Xia family cheat in this marriage!” Covering her face with a mask, Xia Yan said, “Young Master Mo isn’t crippled as the rumors claim. He’s even healthy, tall, and handsome. Xia Rou will surely regret if she finds out.” After their marriage, Young Master Mo’s friends gathered round. “Our sister-in-law must be gorgeous. You’re a lucky man!” When Young Master Mo thought of the woman who had to wear a mask even in her sleep to hide her ugliness, he flared up in anger. “Scram! Whoever brings up that woman again will have to marry her instead!” Then, Young Master Mo was radiating happiness. His friends gathered round once more. “Just what does our sister-in-law look like? Do you have to be so mysterious about it?” He flashed them a mischievous grin. “Scram! My dearest wife is the prettiest woman I’ve ever seen. You average folks aren’t worthy of gazing at her beauty, do you understand?” Everyone was dumbstruck. Has Young Master Mo lost his mind because his wife was too ugly? Back at home, Xia Yan was packing her bags. “Mo He, I’m divorcing you. You bully, humiliate, and dislike me!” Young Master Mo quickly hugged his wife. “My dearest wife, I’ll only dote on and love you. I can even give you my life!” Later on, Xia Yan realized that destiny wouldn’t appear out of nowhere. It had been fate all along.

In an orphanage, to save his brothers and sisters from the sudden flames, he went inside, sacrificing himself for the greater good. When he thought he had died, Jeff was transported to a fantasy world filled with spaceships, powerful cultivators, and Legendary Sages. In this new life, he was also an orphan but was adopted and even gained a lovely stepsister. His talent was not very good that is until he suddenly awakened his own golden finger. [You have used Fireball 1,000 times.] [Congratulations! Fireball has evolved into Infernal Lance.] [You have used Dash 1,000 times.] [Congratulations! Dash has evolved into Phantom Step.] [You have used Block 500 times.] [Congratulations! You’ve unlocked the passive: Iron Body.] [You have used Heal 300 times.] [Congratulations! Heal has evolved into Restoration Wave.] [You have used Basic Punch 10,000 times.] [Congratulations! You’ve unlocked the legendary passive: Titan's Fist.] [You have used Fireball 5,000 times.] [Congratulations! Infernal Lance has evolved into Solar Flare Burst.] [You have used Dash 5,000 times.] [Congratulations! Phantom Step has evolved into Void Blink.] ... With his skills evolving at a rapid pace, even his base stats were compounding day by day, growing stronger without him even noticing.

On her 21st birthday, Eira Thorne’s hidden mark awakens—and the first thing it does is murder a man. When the silver crescent brand on her wrist flares to life in a burst of lethal starlight, Eira becomes the prime target of: The Shadow King’s Hunters, who carve out magic-users’ hearts. The Forgotten, monstrous beings who whisper that her blood *belongs* to them. Something worse—the parasitic voice in her head that claims it’s her true soul. Her only ally is Kaelan Dain, a lethally charming Shadowmancer with a debt to the king. But as bodies pile up and Eira’s visions reveal fragments of a past that can’t be hers, she realizes: She’s not the hunter. She’s the sacrifice. CORE THRILLS: A MAGIC THAT REMEMBERS WHAT SHE FORGOT Eira’s power isn’t just awakening—it’s rewriting her. The more she uses it, the more she loses herself to visions of a celestial massacre she couldn’t have witnessed… because it happened 200 years ago. A LOVER WHO MIGHT BE THE KILLER Kaelan’s shadows hide brutal truths: his "cursed brother" is actually the Shadow King, and his mission was never to save Eira—it was to deliver her to the slaughter. But the way he looks at her now? That’s not part of the plan. THE FORGOTTEN’S GAME The creatures stalking Eira aren’t mindless monsters. They’re fallen gods, and they’ve been waiting for her. Their taunts crawl under her skin: "You didn’t escape us, little light. We let you go." A HEART THAT ISN’T A WEAPON—IT’S A TRAP The ancient crystal called the Heart of Vaelis offers the power to destroy the Forgotten… but using it comes with a sickening twist (think Annihilation’s psychological horror meets The Cruel Prince’s bargains).

In an orphanage, to save his brothers and sisters from the sudden flames, he went inside, sacrificing himself for the greater good. When he thought he had died, Jeff was transported to a fantasy world filled with spaceships, powerful cultivators, and Legendary Sages. In this new life, he was also an orphan but was adopted and even gained a lovely stepsister. His talent was not very good that is until he suddenly awakened his own golden finger. [You have used Fireball 1,000 times.] [Congratulations! Fireball has evolved into Infernal Lance.] [You have used Dash 1,000 times.] [Congratulations! Dash has evolved into Phantom Step.] [You have used Block 500 times.] [Congratulations! You’ve unlocked the passive: Iron Body.] [You have used Heal 300 times.] [Congratulations! Heal has evolved into Restoration Wave.] [You have used Basic Punch 10,000 times.] [Congratulations! You’ve unlocked the legendary passive: Titan's Fist.] [You have used Fireball 5,000 times.] [Congratulations! Infernal Lance has evolved into Solar Flare Burst.] [You have used Dash 5,000 times.] [Congratulations! Phantom Step has evolved into Void Blink.] ... With his skills evolving at a rapid pace, even his base stats were compounding day by day, growing stronger without him even noticing.

NO RAPE! MATURE CONTENT/ VIOLENCE BUT NOTHING TOO GORY FOR READERS TO HANDLE. Lilith was a rebellious child while growing up and didn’t have a belief in marriage as she saw it as a fancy prison. She was adopted by Lycan foster parents who saw her as nothing more than a burden. Because she was human, they repeatedly sold her to men seeking mistresses, but each time, she was returned after a single night. At last, she thought she had found an escape, falling for a man who promised her freedom. But instead of a life of love and freedom, she awoke in chains, barely clothed, imprisoned in a room in the pack house of the Alpha Lycan of the Purple Phoenix Pack. Suddenly a voice spoke, “So, you have awoken?” Slithering down her spine like ice water. Never before had mere words unsettled her so, but this one did. It was laced with menace, whispering of danger…of death. As she shifted, pain lashed through her body, sharp and stinging. She winced, squeezing her eyes shut against the agony, only to realize her situation. She was bound, barely clothed, and trapped. How did this happen? She had been on her way to her husband’s house and…oh, no. He had betrayed her! “Who are you?” She demanded, forcing herself to swallow her fear, to summon courage despite the quiver in her voice. She strained to see the source of the voice, but the oppressive darkness yielded nothing. Frustration flared within her. “Humans…” The word dripped with disdain and disgust. “Always asking unnecessary questions.” His hatred was palpable, seething. One wrong word, and he would not hesitate to end her. “Whip her.” Lycans were cursed beasts who rarely had mates. After a hundred years of waiting, the Alpha Lycan was commanded by the gods to take a virgin human bride to conceive an heir. But he despised humans and had no desire to rule with one by his side. So he agreed; he would mate with her, but once she bore his child, she would be discarded. Before she could part her lips to talk, the order was given. The lash struck her back, sharp and searing, and she cried out in agony. … Days passed. The whipping continued, lasting for thirty minutes each day but Alpha Zayd never returned. “Kill her. She is of no use.” He ordered, but instead of despair, something unexpected flared within her…hope. “I will be your slave,” she whispered, forcing the words out. “And I will offer my body only to you, Alpha Zayd.” He stilled. His golden gaze flickered toward her, considering. “Take her to my bed,” he ordered. Then, just as swiftly as he had appeared, he was gone. Determined, Lilith agreed to be his slave but only to find a way to escape and make everyone pay.

After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? **EXCERPT** "I... didn't want to be late for work. You seemed busy, so I thought I'd get a head start." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Really? Or is it because last night affected you so much that you couldn't stand being around me?" "Don't flatter yourself, Snow. You didn't affect me at all." He smirked, stepping closer. "Is that so?" His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up. My pulse quickened. "We're at work," I snapped, swatting his hand away. "This isn't professional." "You're my wife," he murmured. "You're supposed to obey me at all times." I bit back a retort, a hint of rebellion flaring within. Slowly, I stepped closer, letting my fingers graze his chest. His smirk wavered for a second when his wolf reacted and Snow bit his lips. "Careful, Boss," I purred seductively. "Don't hurt those lips. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to kiss them." Snow leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "And you? Are you dying for a taste?" Caught off guard, I hesitated, then regained my composure as I looked him in the eyes. "Unlike other girls, I have strong resistance against—" I didn't get a chance to finish when Snow's lips crashed onto mine with a fierce kiss that left me breathless. *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!

"I rejected you because you were scentless. Worthless. Now the whole realm burns in your name—Oracle of Fire." Aria was born scentless—An Omega without a mate bond, a future, and worth in an Alphacentric world with predestined bonds. Rejected by her mate on her eighteenth name day and exiled from her pack, she felt as though her life had been snuffed out. Until the fire flared. Left to die in the cursed remains of the Moon Temple, Aria releases a power that has been in latent legend: the divine fire of the Moon Goddess. Her blood bears the mark of the First Oracle—a reborn goddess prophesied to unveil a prophecy the world tried to repress. Now hunted by kings, priests, and the mate who left her behind, Aria will have to master her god-given ability, figure out the truth surrounding the fake Luna's rise to power, and decide to save or slay the only man fate bound her to—Alpha Kael Thorne, King of the Shadowfang. And as the abilities increase, so does the cost. For the Moon never gives without demanding something in return.