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Carnavales: Reclamados por el Príncipe Alfa Desquiciado [BL]

De huir por tu seguridad e inscribirte en una escuela llena de psicópatas... ¿a ser reclamado por un desquiciado príncipe alfa? Sí, estarías mejor muerto. • . • La vida de Jules era perfecta hasta que toda su familia fue asesinada de repente, siendo él el único superviviente. Un salvador apareció porque aún estaba en inmenso peligro, y eso llevó a Jules a adoptar una nueva identidad y convertirse en una persona completamente diferente de la noche a la mañana —e inscribirse en Carnavales, una prestigiosa escuela solo para chicos para todos los seres sobrenaturales. En Carnavales, los monstruos acechan los oscuros pasillos y los fuertes se aprovechan de los débiles. O te conviertes en un depredador o en una presa... y de una mirada a Jules —un chico demasiado bonito para su propio bien, con una figura esbelta y delicada, era obvio que iba a ser devorado vivo por los depredadores. Aquí viene Blaze, un lobo que envía escalofríos por la espina dorsal de cada depredador en la escuela, un Alfa increíblemente atractivo que era tan peligroso y desquiciado como los rumores afirmaban. Él echó un vistazo a Jules y decidió ahí mismo que Jules le pertenecía. *** Me fui hacia atrás, los ojos aún más abiertos mientras me centraba en la sonrisa que tiraba de la comisura de sus labios. Blaze nunca sonreía, y cuando lo hacía, nunca significaba nada bueno. Mi corazón latía más rápido mientras me agitaba hacia atrás aún más, el aliento interrumpido cuando él comenzó a reducir la distancia entre nosotros. En poco tiempo, mi espalda estaba pegada contra la fría pared y fue entonces cuando me golpeó en el pecho que estaba acorralado y atrapado, como una auténtica presa... por nadie más que Blaze, cuando pensé que mi vida no podía empeorar. Se erguía sobre mí sin esfuerzo, emitiendo tanta dominancia que tuve que inclinar mi cabeza hacia atrás para poder encontrarme con sus oscuros ojos, y mi aliento se cortó cuando nuestras miradas se encontraron. Se inclinó y mis ojos se cerraron de golpe en cuanto contuve la respiración, esperando a que él atacara. He oído todos los horribles, interminables rumores acerca de él. Era un Príncipe Alfa cuya presencia alguien como yo nunca debería estar. Cuando sentí la punta de su fría nariz deslizarse a lo largo de mi cuello, mi boca se abrió para soltar un gáspido sorprendido. Aspiró larga y audiblemente y sentí un escalofrío recorrer mi espina dorsal mientras me ponía aún más rígido, la confusión nublando mi mente. ¿Qué estaba pasando? ¿Por qué estaba haciendo esto de repente? ¡Dios mío... realmente era un alfa desquiciado como todos dicen! *** ¡ESTE LIBRO ESTÁ CLASIFICADO PARA MAYORES DE 18 AÑOS! Contiene contenido maduro tal como: - Acoso escolar. - Consumo de drogas. - Contenido sexual [mucho de él.] - Violencia. - Harén [no entre los personajes principales.] Así que... procede con precaución, ¡has sido advertido! *¡No tengo los derechos de la portada!
Bree_Airee · 68 Views

Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]

From fleeing for your safety and enrolling in a school filled with psychopaths… to being claimed by a deranged alpha prince? Yeah, you’re better off dead. • . • Jules’ life was picture perfect until his entire family got murdered all of a sudden, with him being the only survivor. A savior swooped In because he was still in immense danger, and that led to Jules taking on a new identity and becoming a completely different person overnight— and enrolling into Carnivals, a prestigious all-boys school for all supernatural beings. In Carnivals, monsters lurk the dark hallways and the strong preyed on the weak. You either become a predator or a prey… and from one look at Jules— a boy too pretty for his own good, with a slender and petite build, it was obvious that he was gonna be eaten alive by the predators. Here comes Blaze, a wolf who sends shivers down every predator’s spine in the school, an insanely hot Alpha who was as dangerous and deranged as the rumors claimed. He took one glance at Jules and decided there and then that Jules belonged to him. *** I inched backwards, eyes widening even more as my eyes zeroed in on the smirk tugging at the side of his lips. Blaze never smiled, and whenever he does, it never meant anything good. My heartbeat quickened as I scrambled backwards even more, breath stuttering to a stop as he began to narrow the distance between us. In no time, my back was plastered against the cold wall and that was when it hit me right in the chest that I was cornered and ensnared, like an actual prey… by none other than Blaze, when I had thought my life couldn’t get any worse. He towered over me effortlessly, emitting so much dominance and I had to tilt my head backwards for me to be able to meet his dark eyes, and my breath hitched when our eyes locked. He leaned down and my eyes snapped closed at once as I held my breath, waiting for him to strike. I’ve heard all the horrifying, endless rumors about him. He was an Alpha Prince whose presence someone like me should never be in. When I felt the tip of his cold nose glide over the length of my throat, my mouth fell open to release a startled gasp. He dragged in a long, audible breath and I felt a shiver rattle down my spine as I grew even stiffer, confusion clouding my mind. What was happening? Why was he doing this out of nowhere? Oh my gosh… he really was a deranged alpha like everyone says! *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: - Bullying. - Drug use. - Smut [a whole lot of it.] - Violence. - Harem [not between the main characters.] So… proceed with caution, you’ve been warned! *I don’t own the rights to the cover!
Bree_Airee · 1.3M Views

Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.
The_One_Who_Was · 202.5K Views

The King's Royal Maid

Orphaned maid Delma has silently served in the royal household for many months, hiding her dazzling good looks under plain clothes and a wig. Her goal is straightforward-to remain invisible and not be tied down with complications of the palace. But it all changes when King Luis comes upon her while she is bathing in the river and becomes instantly smitten by her beauty. What starts as a passing attraction soon becomes an all-consuming obsession, and Delma is left reeling with the king's advances, pulling her deeper into his world. Forced to become the king's personal maid, Delma struggles to resist his magnetic pull, even as he makes it clear that he considers her his alone. She attempts to discourage him from his enthusiasm, hoping that his passion will wane away; instead, every hour makes Luis more possessive. Queen Alicia becomes suspicious of her husband behaving strangely and feels his closeness an ache of a knife. The queen, however, reassures herself by her father's advice: in order for her to secure her place, she should give the king an heir. Thus, she starts making her own plans to get the affections of the king again, even if this would involve desperate measures. As the tension builds, Delma becomes embroiled in a web of palace intrigue, jealousy, and power play. The plotting of the queen, the relentless pursuit by the king, and the cruel gossip of the maids threaten to overwhelm her. While Luis battles his own conflicting feelings-desiring Delma yet conscious of the pain he inflicts-Delma must draw on her last reserves and take up the fight for her freedom and self-determination. But it is hard to run from a king's grasp, especially when hearts and fates are intertwined. In danger from all sides, Delma will have to make a choice: just how far will she go to protect herself, and is the life she dreams of still within her grasp?.
Badmos_Silvah · 98 Views

The Devil's Secretary

The world-famous hacker, Dexter, is a woman and she is the daughter of one of the most prominent families of aristocrats, going by the name Daisy Chen. Daisy has stayed away from her family, and juggled from one job to another in disguise or while cross-dressing as her alibi 'Dexter'. It never once got her into trouble, not until she chanced upon him. Ryle Harper, the CEO of Harper Societies, manages a multinational company on the surface but danger lurks beneath every façade he presents to the world. Daisy had decided to tread carefully around the man but trouble always comes uninvited. One night. One mistake. A stranger. An unprepared pregnancy. To keep her façade of being a man and not offend the devil, she did what was feasible… She disappeared without a trace. However, two years later, she finds herself facing him again only to realize that the man was, all along trying to track her down. By a twist of fate, she becomes his secretary again but this time, their deal comes with certain conditions and a time limit. But when destiny rolls its dice and Daisy has to assume the position of the head of her family, how would she escape Ryle's clutches again? Would she want to? Or would he let her? ... “Look at me,’’ his eyes darkened as he stepped towards her. With every step he took towards her, Daisy took a step back until her back hit the wall. The curtains swayed in the night wind, the glow of the pale moonlight illuminating the dark room where she could see the danger lurking in those hazel eyes. She averted her gaze. He pinched her chin and turned her face towards him, ‘’Dexter?” his fingers grazed up to her wig, ‘’Or shall I call you Daisy now? Daisy Chen?” he leaned closer to her, whispering next to her lips. Her lips parted but before she could utter a single word, her wig was tugged off. Her long dark hair came cascading down, answering all his unanswered questions. ''Tell me Daisy, or there are more ways I can make you speak,'' his hand reached inside her shirt, his long fingers grazed on the expanse of her delicate, bare skin, ''You believe me, right?" he whispered. She shivered, partly in pleasure and partly in denial of that pleasure that she felt.
Auroraaa · 823.5K Views

A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO

A one-night stand that should not have happened. A perfect night that had gone wrong. Was it fate or a mistake? Jules Morgan was just like any other girl. She dared to dream of marrying the ideal husband and living on a white picket fence. But such was not her luck when she found herself in bed with a stranger the fateful night before her wedding day. She had given herself to another man. Due to guilt, she ditched her groom at the altar, leaving Dale with a note that the wedding was off. She believed she did not deserve a good man like him. As if that was not bad enough, after a few weeks, Jules discovered she had conceived a child from her transgression. Now, she believed she had reached rock bottom. However, she was mistaken. That was not yet the worst part, as she uncovered the identity of her father's child. She knew right then she had to escape him. He could never know that they had a child. Besides, she did not have the heart to hurt Dale again by parading another man's child, especially this man's child. She left everything and attempted to raise her child alone. She was doing fine until her child ended up in the hospital in critical condition. She needed a large sum of money that she did not have. She had no family and barely had friends. She had no one. Except for Damon, the father of her child. She guessed desperate times required desperate measures. But what if he wanted more than she bargained for? *** "A child..." He looked at her with contempt. "You dare to tell me that we have a son." Then, a bellowing laughter echoed in the room. "I am telling the truth. And Oliver needs your help." She knew naming her son might help convince him. "He is very sick." "I am not a doctor. I can't cure him." He said philosophically, obviously mocking her. "I don't need you to treat him. I need your money." She blurted due to her frustration and desperation. The last thing she wanted was to reach out to him and ask for his help, but she had no more choices left. "Finally..." His eyes stared at her, making her feel like they were drilling into her skull. "... we are finally getting somewhere." "What do I get by giving you money?" He asked after a long silence. She looked at him dumbfounded. "You get to help your son." She shouted angrily, infuriated with the heartless man. She still could not understand how she ended up sleeping with him. If she had been only sensible that night, she would never have slept with him, not even in her dreams. "I don't even know if he was my son. For all I know, you could have slept with another guest that night." With that said, her hand swung hard toward his face. The contact was swift, causing her to wince from the impact, feeling the pain in her palm and fingers. But she could not help but wonder if she hurt him when he hardly moved. "Damn you!" She finally found her voice as she turned to leave. She did not need him or his money. She just had to find another way. "Not so fast." Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into his side. "Don't you want to hear my proposal," He added with a vicious smile. "I will give you the money you need and more if you help me with one thing." "What?" "Marry me." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 1.1M Views

Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.
Duke_Asmodeus · 1.4M Views
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