Naruto The Blood Prison

Li Empire is the largest and most prosperous territory in Yuan Continent—on the surface. Internally, it is divided: ministers collude with nobility, the empress and empress dowager contest for power, and the emperor faces threat of illegitimacy as long as his brother lives. That is why, when Li Zhen Tian meets the kind and carefree Yang Zi Hua who understands him beyond the Dragon Throne, he irrevocably falls in love and makes her his consort. However, the imperial palace's harsh reality shatters Zi Hua's dream of a peaceful life. Amidst jealous love rivals and endless plots, a seed of doubt is sown. Can their love flourish against adversity, or is it destined to wither like a flower past spring? *** Shangguan Jiu was Zi Hua's best friend—and her complete opposite. Cunning, rational, and fiercely ambitious, Jiu enters the rear palace to accomplish everything her friend couldn't. Though as she schemes for glory and honour, she realises the only way for a woman to be in power is not through a man's heart... but to be the hand controlling him. Old enemies and grievances surface, while political tensions escalate with neighbouring nations, heralding a new era. Love and war arise; tears and kingdoms fall. Does the ruler wear the crown, or are they a prisoner of the throne? *** Notes: Cover art from Pinterest 2 Female leads Palace drama > political intrigue > warfare

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

Blood Orange is about a noble woman named Seraphina who was wrongful accused for crimes she did not commit. Unable to prove her innocence the only thing she saw was death. and it came. but… After Seraphina woke up in her younger body in a different time the only thing that come to mind wasn’t running away and living a peaceful life away from everyone. No was of pure unholy revenge. this is the story of Burning One’s Revenge.

When life throws turmoil your way, are your ideals wrong, or is the world itself, wrong? Watch Thomas Bax, and his peers explore their own answers to that probing question. As we all eventually see the Duality of one’s own Ideals.

kill him, someone please kill that monster! monster where’s the monster? wait hope you don’t mean me. I’m offended to call someone as handsome,smart and also handsome as me and yes i said handsome twice because important things need to be stated twice, can you believe the nerve of this guy he and his vampire buddies wanted me dead and when I killed them he has the nerve to call me a monster. The elders will come for your head my clan will come for you, ooh I hope so and don’t worry I’ll send them to you soon after all can’t have you getting lonely wherever you are going, why are you doing this, nothing personal just good old fashioned genocide with a side dish of revenge. And next time you go after a guy’s family make sure they are all dead okay time to die and tell the others down there to prepare a nice place for your clan members don’t worry about the cost in hell tell them Sinclair sent you. Sinclair no but you are supposed to be de..ad.

After the death of a woman he once failed to protect, rogue shinobi Natsuki is left with one final mission—deliver her daughter, Rumi, to safety in Shin-Kage Village. But the world has other plans. Attacked by a powerful oni, Natsuki dies trying to protect the girl. Just when everything seems lost, he awakens—reborn by the mysterious Ink Master System, a power that lets him turn anything he draws into reality. Now hunted by monsters, stalked by a past soaked in blood, and armed with the ability to summon living beasts, deadly weapons, and tactical clones from pure ink—Natsuki will stop at nothing to protect the child he swore to save. Even if it means becoming a living weapon to do it.

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

In a world, where demons and beings of pure evil roam around. Eon on such an unfortunate day gets to meet a being which has made his right eyeball his home. He now has to navigate not only creatures of mass destruction but people in power who abuse the weak and ush them towards danger for their own profits. He has taken up the mantel of the demon hunter and with the being who lives in his eyeball he has to make tough choices and grow stronger to live in this cruel world.

WARNING: DARK AND MATURE CONTENT. Readers discretion advised. Serena Alaric wanted nothing more than a quiet life, far from the shadows of her family’s dark past. But when masked enforcers storm her home and drag her into the clutches of the Council of Vitae, she learns her blood is the key to a deadly legacy she never asked for. Lucian Draven is the cold and ruthless leader of a powerful mafia syndicate, cursed to endure unimaginable pain. The Council claims Serena is his only salvation. Yet beneath the Council’s polished facade lies a web of lies, experiments, and betrayal that runs far deeper than either of them imagined. Forced into an uneasy alliance and given a time limit to produce an heir, Serena and Lucian must navigate a treacherous world of power and manipulation, where trust is a rare commodity. As they uncover the truth about the Council’s sinister plans, their hatred begins to give way to something unexpected—a bond forged in fire and blood. But with enemies closing in from all sides and time running out, Serena and Lucian must decide: will they fight their fates, or embrace the dangerous connection that could either save them, or destroy them both?

Blood is all there is. Vita is all that gives. After the suicide of the High Monarch, the Senvia Empire is thrown into chaos. Denegis Blanc, Second Son of Blood Denegis, finds his peaceful life thrown into chaos. With peace gone, what will he do? In a world where power is inherited through veins and destiny is written in vitas, what remains when the old order dies?

Ten years ago, Joseph Cassian was thrown into a maximum-security prison for crimes he didn’t commit framed by the very family whose blood runs through his veins. Now, at twenty-eight, he walks free into a world where the city’s mafia empires have mysteriously crumbled. Their leaders, slaughtered. Their empires, burned. All while Joseph sat in silence behind bars... no one can prove he did anything and yet it all happened as if he planned it. Was he just a wrongfully imprisoned scapegoat, a man who survived injustice? Or is he a mastermind a Don who orchestrated revenge so flawlessly that not even he had to lift a finger? Now that he’s free, Joseph stands at a crossroads. He can leave the blood behind, walk away from the ashes of an empire that once owned the city. Or he can claim what’s left of his legacy and become the very Don the world has feared all along.

“He took everything from me then swore to protect me. I forgave him. But I never forgot.” Sereya Valtore was born a legacy heir to a blood-stained name and a crumbling empire. To save her family’s last breath, she’s forced into a political marriage with Kaelen Dravik, the cold and ruthless heir to the dynasty that destroyed hers. Their union is a truce. A power play. A prison wrapped in silk. But on their wedding night, her father is assassinated and Sereya is left in enemy territory with no one to trust and everything to lose. As betrayal bleeds through both houses, Sereya must navigate deadly alliances, hidden assassins, and the slow, suffocating pull of a husband who’s supposed to be her enemy but protects her like something precious. Kaelen is unreadable, calculated, lethal and yet in the dark, he begins to show her pieces of the man behind the title. She tries to resist. He doesn’t ask her to. And somewhere between vengeance and survival, hate starts to crack. But when Sereya uncovers the truth behind her father’s murder that it was Kaelen who gave the order she must make an impossible choice: Forgive the man she’s come to love or become the queen her enemies fear. In the end, she does both. Because love was never the goal. Power was. And when Kaelen finally lets his guard down, when he believes he’s won her heart for good… She pulls the trigger. “I forgave you,” she says. “But I never forgot.”

In this world where monsters roam-They were not born of nature, nor were they created by God. There is only one thing that is certain: The origin of every nightmare... was humanity. Jealousy. Desire. Arrogance. From these emotions, darkness took form, and monsters were born. But who truly created them? And why? This story does not begin with an answer-It begins with a single question. Guided by that question, Five strangers from different parts of the world set foot in Japan. They do not yet know. That nightmares beyond imagination await them there. And now, the curtain rises. A story of a silent hell-Where common sense and hope will be shattered.

He was born in silence. Raised in shadows. And now… they expect him to kneel. Kaelen never asked to be dragged into the kingdom’s blood-soaked palace. Born of a forbidden lineage, he spent his life far from the golden halls of nobles—until the death of a king changes everything. Summoned by a court that doesn’t recognize him, and hunted by siblings who want him dead, Kaelen finds himself surrounded by liars, killers, and crowns too heavy to wear. But he isn’t here to claim a throne. He’s here to survive it. In a world where power is inherited and names are everything, one nameless boy will become the most dangerous piece on the board. The court made a mistake. They should have killed him before he learned how to play.

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

A thousand years after the gods betrayed and fled this world, divine blood is forbidden to humans... But when an unknown young man appears bearing a divine seal in his veins, the Seven Kingdoms begin to fall one by one. Between an ancient prophecy, a throne fit only for a murderer, and a witch haunted by the voices of the dead, will Darien be the savior of humanity? Or will he lead them to their second doom?

The man I once loved the most Sebastian, the youngest judge in history was the one who sentenced me to prison. Three years behind bars stripped me of everything: my pride, my future, and the life I once knew. When I was finally released, I had nothing left. My family had fallen, and with nowhere to go, I was forced to survive as a bar hostess. Then fate twisted the knife. Sebastian walked back into my life colder, more ruthless than ever. His eyes darkened as they raked over my skimpy uniform. Gripping my waist, he growled, "Gloria, who gave you permission to work in a place like this?" I gave him a sultry smile, masking the ache inside. "Buy a bottle, sir… and I’m all yours tonight."

Death—many fear it, yet it is inevitable. Some believe in endless reincarnation; others, in the realms of heaven and hell. And there are those who think death is the final curtain—that our existence simply vanishes. But is that truly the case? Is death the end... or the beginning of something far greater?

The Kingdom of Cana was once known for being the bearers of magic. When those in power want more, they go to dark means to get it. Nobles are secretly creating a drug to heighten their magic powers, but when they start to use others' blood, it takes a turn. A bad batch called Sangra was given out to the addicted lower class. Loss of magical ability and a sun allergy were just a start of the side effects--they craved blood. Elfrea falls victim to being forced to drink the a vial of Sangra before being locked away. Centuries later Alea, a young witch, hides and steals to get by. For if witch hunters pick up on her trail it could be her end.

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her — and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future — with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn’t choose. Wears clothes she didn’t buy. Answers to a name she didn’t earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered “I love you” is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape — only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn’t just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth — she doesn’t cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched… is being needed. This isn’t love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness.

MY DEATH AND REGRET

"Some assassins die in silence... But some leave behind an echo that never fades." In a world torn apart by war, seven mighty nations cling to power, their kings dripping in gold and blood. But beneath the surface of Veylorion, shadows stir — and a name long thought dead resurfaces: The Phantom. No one knows his face. No one has heard his voice. Only the trail of black feathers and corpses he leaves behind. But this is not his story... This is the story of the boy who follows that trail. A boy entangled in a legacy of blades, betrayal, and blood. A boy destined to uncover a secret that could collapse empires — or give birth to a war even the gods can't stop. As nations hunt the ghost of a killer, and allies turn to enemies, one truth becomes clear: > Legends don’t fade… they evolve.

The King of Kingston , father of storms and steel is dying. The word rides salt winds and whisper smoke: his crown, his gold, his fleet of black-sailed ships, all free for the bold enough to claim them. he sends a message to his Four sons, four heirs, scattered by blood feuds and grudges older than their scars. Levi, who bends kingdoms like storms bend trees. Benjamin, who turned gutter thieves into silk-draped nobles. Esau, the ghost prince exiled to the sea’s edge. Aziz, rebel blade, the bastard who vowed never to bow. But blood means nothing when the throne promises everything. Two brothers already weigh blades in the dark, each willing to kill the rest to be crowned alone. Beyond the royal veins, worse shadows gather the warlords he once bribed and chained now circle Kingston’s dying heart, hungry to carve up his kingdom before his bones are cold. Power is Arcane-born, faith-forged and mercy is the first to drown. In the end, only one lion roars loud enough to rule.

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