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Bound to the Triplet Alphas

"Aria," he said softly. "Today is your birthday." It wasn't a question, but I nodded nevertheless. "The moon is full tonight," he added, his voice quiet. "You will attend the ceremony." "Of course, Elder," I replied, puzzled. All eighteen-year-olds attended the ceremony. It was essential. He leaned in, smelling gently. "You already feel it, don't you? "The change." My heartbeat skipped. "What change?" Elder Malin's eyes narrowed. "Interesting. "Very interesting." He reached inside his pocket and retrieved a little pouch. "Wear this tonight." I accepted it hesitantly. Inside was a simple moonstone pendant with a leather cord. "But this is for—" "Wear it," he interjected. "Hide it under your clothes if you must, but wear it." Moonstones were precious. They aided our connection to the Moon Goddess during ceremonies. However, they were only given to wolves from influential families (Alphas and Betas). Not Omegas like me. "Why?" I questioned. Elder Malin glanced at Mira before returning his attention to me. "Because someone is harboring secrets about you, child. And tonight, those secrets may be revealed." ~ I never mattered in our pack. Omegas like me serve, submit, and survive. We don't dream of love. We don't dream of power. She was the future Luna. I was just the girl who watched from the shadows. But everything changed on my 18th birthday. I felt the bond. I met my mate. One of the Alpha's sons. But the Alpha has triplets, and I felt the mate bond with all three and it seems the three of them felt it too — three perfect warriors, three powerful Alphas, three secrets buried beneath the surface. One of them is my destiny. One of them is lying. And one of them might be the death of me. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes... but this time, I think she might've given me too much to handle.
Bamidele00 · 164.5K Views

The Devil's Son and His Fated Bride

[Completed story] *Who would have thought a precious, legitimate princess was forced to secretly marry a predator in the middle of the night when the silver moon shone brightly in the middle of the starry sky? Warning: Epic fantasy ROMANCE+++ If you want to know how the animosity between vampires and werewolves had truly started, this is mandatory to read this story. The FMC is a beast tamer. The MMC is the Lord of Shadow. __ The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. She was just a pawn to win yet another war, a cord to fasten an alliance. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. ~*~ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eye!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her temple, his lips grazing her ear shell. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation, wife.” ~*~ Volume one: House of Poison and Bone. Completed. Volume Two: House of Fire and Wings. Completed. Volume three: House of Beasts and Ruins [Part one completed.] Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Epic, The Devil's Son, The Prince of Hell, the lord of Shadow,
Winterknight7574 · 349.6K Views

Massé Life

I used to be disenchanted of my own hands. Not in some weird psychological way—though maybe it was psychological, who knows. I mean literally afraid that my hands would betray me at the worst possible moment. Which they did. Constantly. Job interviews, presentations, first dates. Anytime people were watching and waiting for me to perform, my fingers would go numb and my brain would just... shut off. Like someone pulled the power cord. I called it ATSM—Anxiety That Stiffens Muscles. Stupid name, but I'm a programmer. I like labeling things, even when I can't fix them. The worst part? It killed my one real passion. I used to love billiards. Was actually decent at it, back in college. But after... well, after something happened that I don't really want to get into right now, I couldn't hold a cue stick without falling apart. So I did what any rational person would do: I gave up. Got a safe job, worked long hours, convinced myself I didn't need hobbies anyway. That plan worked great for about fifteen years. Then I made the mistake of running my mouth on TikTok, challenging the Queen of Nine-Ball to a match. Because apparently when you're having a midlife crisis, the smart move is to embarrass yourself in front of the best billiards player in Southeast Asia. This plot is about what happened after that. It's about meeting people who refused to let me quit, learning to fail in public without dying, and discovering that sometimes the only way forward is to go back and face the thing that broke you in the first place. It's also about billiards, obviously. But mostly it's about being brave enough to suck at something you love, in front of people who matter.
unghoangphidang · 7.2K Views

Reincarnated Extra’s Guide to Fortune and Survival

Jericho was just another die-hard gamer until a sudden death dropped him straight into the world of his favorite fantasy RPG. There’s only one problem: he didn’t reincarnate as the legendary hero, the hidden boss, or even a halfway-decent ally. No, Jericho is an extra. A third-rate noble who, in the game’s story, used his status to bully the weak, harass women, and serve as an early punching bag for the real protagonist. His scripted fate? A humiliating downfall: after assaulting the hero’s childhood friend, Jericho was beaten to a pulp, suspended from the academy, and disowned by his family. Left with nothing but his name, his destiny was to vanish quietly as the story marched on. Now reincarnated into this disgraced villain’s body, after the fall, Jericho wakes up at rock bottom. No money, no allies, no backup plan. And worst of all? Everyone already hates him. But Jericho isn’t interested in redemption. He knows how this world works: no matter how strong a villain gets, the protagonist’s hidden power and unbeatable plot armor will always win in the end. So, why bother fighting fate? Armed with deep knowledge of future events, Jericho takes a different path: profit. From rare relics and world-changing tools to market-shifting disasters, he crafts and exploits every twist of the story for one thing: wealth. His final goal is a quiet, luxurious life far away from the main plotline. But as Jericho’s schemes succeed, his "coincidental" genius draws eyes he never wanted, from dangerous nobles to ambitious academy students, and eventually the hero himself along with his circle of heroines, each with their own suspicions and agendas. Jericho planned to stay out of the story, but the story isn’t done with him.
Yalatola · 25.4K Views

Harvesting The Witch Queen

Be sure to join the official HTWQ Discord server for news on the novel, direct updates, polls, & exclusive rewards such as original illustrations: https://discord.gg/pxMTZp9f5j You can donate to the novel: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau Growing up as a slave in the Halloween Kingdom, Junk had been a prisoner for as long as he could remember. Born without a healthy nor stable body, he might have been the weakest of all the Minotaurs. Managing to finally escape the confines of his prison cell, the beast wanders the Kingdom’s dangerous roads. His body and soul slowly and painfully withering into nothingness until he miraculously runs into one final chance—the fallen Witch Queen—Lady September Autumn who had just recently been dethroned of her royal title. She provides him the opportunity to remain alive. Keeping his body and soul intact by feeding him with her royal, sacred Queen milk. Of course, this is no act of charity. She asks for his services in return. In exchange for harvesting her milk, Junk must become her loyal servant and bodyguard fulfilling whatever she commands: including hunting down and defeating all of those responsible for her dethronement. Refuse, and no more milk. No more milk, and the Minotaur will be doomed to perish once more. So a symbiotic relationship is formed. However, the ex-prisoner has something in mind for his powerful new Queen. Harvesting the bitch herself! Ultimately corrupting her into his breeding-slut when the time is right and birthing an army of monsters to re-take the kingdom for himself instead. Together, they are marching through this ghoulish and spooky fantasy world plagued with undead, spirits, demons, werewolves, vampires, demonic Gods and far worse! . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Thick | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . Discord link: https://discord.gg/Vx9zZqB5Ny Donations: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau https://www.patreon.com/camillejuteau If you have any question or hate mail: seishihentai@gmail.com Thank you for all the awesome feedback.
CamilleJuteau · 1.1M Views

Department Of Paranormal Entities (D.O.P.E)

[Incoming Transmission…] Sender: D.O.P.E. Headquarters Security Clearance: RED Subject: Emergency Reader Recruitment You were just another clueless soul, living your life thinking horror movies were a joke and demons were just edgy Halloween costumes. You were wrong. Horribly. Hilariously. Dangerously wrong. Welcome to D.O.P.E.—Department of Paranormal Entities, the frontline defense between humanity and the literal nightmares leaking out of Hell. And guess what? You’ve just been recruited. This is not your typical web novel. Expect: Extreme horror (The kind that messes with your sleep schedule) Non-stop laughter (Because fear and comedy are best friends here) Adult jokes and inappropriate thoughts (You’ve been warned) Two idiotic heroes trying their best not to die—or get hung upside down by their demon coach If you're easily offended, easily scared, or allergic to sarcasm, now’s your chance to tap out. Still here? Good. Your options: Add this novel to your collection. Read at least 10 chapters and get addicted to this novel. Drop a comment at the end of each chapter or face spiritual judgment by our ghostly HR team. Prepare to become part of something bigger. Way bigger. Like, Hell-vs-Humanity bigger. Failure to comply may result in unauthorized spectral activity in your room. You’ve been warned. [Mission Log Updated: Add D.O.P.E. to Library] Threat Level: Class F to SSS (Good luck) Survivability Rate: ...decreasing. Welcome to D.O.P.E. You're not ready. But you're here. Let's go. [Transmission Ends.] WARNING:
DTaleStudio · 41.7K Views

Rewrite for Spirity

In the 21st century, an event known as the Great Shift of 2030 destroyed 90% of life on earth. A new race known as the Shifters emerged. 200 years later, countless wars divided what was left of civilization into two areas: The city-states controlled by the crime fighting SPA, and the badlands controlled by lawless bandits. Axel, a powerless Shifter in 2230, has vivid dreams of future events that never seem to come true. He has dreams of Joining the SPA academy and becoming an agent, but he is unable to deal with a bully at his local school. As Axel progresses and becomes stronger he begins to wonder, if his dreams are just dreams, or are they warnings from the future of a destiny he cannot escape? “1352 times I’ve been shoved in lockers, drowned in toilets, and beaten to a pulp...And yet, everyday I come back here, patiently waiting for that day....” Axel thought “You're trash! I kick your butt every morning but you never seem to get the message! Why don't you go back to where you came from? Why don't you quit this school you powerless loser!” Pb yelled into his face “Because… I believe in my dreams.” Axel began "I'm going to beat those dreams out of you!" Pb yelled kicking him in the stomach. Axel spat out a wad of blood, and looked Pb directly in his eyes. “I’ll never stop dreaming. You can beat me up as much as you like, but as long as my heart still beats, as long as my mind still thinks, I will continue to dream! No one can come between a man and his dream! The only person who can stop a man from dreaming is that man himself!” “Tomorrow is the day all this changes! Tomorrow is the day my dreams become Reality!” This novel was originally posted on Royal Road, and now I am bringing a rewritten version here. I am the original author. This story features images and manga panels so it is a light novel manga hybrid. You can see the images by clicking the links at the end of each chapter. They are not necessary but they provide a better viewing experience. The illustrator, Mo's Instagram is below @degamishiro https://www.instagram.com/degamishiro/
Gaburieru · 66.9K Views

I Installed the Villain Family System

**Synopsis** On his 42nd rebirth cycle, Edmund discovers a missing gear from his mechanical heart—embedded in the wedding ring of his mortal enemy, the Saintess Cecilia. "Dear nephew, this is how you code deicide." Uncle Joachim's biomechanical maggots scuttle across the family mausoleum's monitors, replaying his childhood crayon sketches of matricide tutorials. The Luminarium Sanctum's indulgences vending machine promotes: [Patricide Enlightenment Package - Free Parenting Guide Included] [Genocide Ascension Plan - 20% Off Limited Offer]. His system menu remains eternally stuck on surreal choices: A. Bake wedding cake with mother-in-law's ashes B. Teach your Mechanized Wolf Spirit to tell hellish jokes C. Carve divorce papers onto the Saintess' spine When Cecilia's Purification Blade pierces his chest for the seventh time, Edmund finally deciphers the childhood love letter engraved on its hilt—the same deicide blueprint he tucked into her cradle during Cycle Three. "Ill pick Option D." He crushes the strawberry-flavored virus capsule hidden in Margaret's final breath, severing Yggdrasil's umbilical cord amidst Joachim's maniacal laughter. As the reboot countdown begins, Cecilia's bloodstained wedding gown dissolves into data streams, revealing the truth: his "fated enemy" is a twin godkilling protocol written by his mother, and their endless cycles are mere glitches in the family's childcare simulator. Now Edmund stands before the sandbox clutching a pink plastic shovel, the system prompt blinking for the 10,086th time: [Choose: Godslayer / Groom / Joachim's Eternal Best Man]. Meanwhile, Cecilia's quantum womb gestates Paradox Entity-42—this time, their child might outpace the gods themselves.
Bearing · 2.1K Views
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