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Primal

A dance with the pentarch kings.

In an Empire ruled by kings barely out of boyhood yet already steeped in blood and power, Royal Imperium Prestigia High is where monsters are crowned—and innocents are devoured. Five thrones rule the elite academy: Dante, the werewolf alpha; Kaelric, humanity’s apex predator; Vesper, the vampire overlord; Xeari, the werecat king; and Ryuzaki, the celestial kitsune. To their subjects, they’re gods. For most girls, Prestigia is the pinnacle of existence—a chance to earn the favor of the five kings. They worship them, starve for their attention, and some die for it. But Blazar Staray is different. Sold into slavery and raised as an assassin, she infiltrates Prestigia as Orion Spade, a noble boy from a ruined house. A seer warned her: her scent is a siren’s call to beast-blooded males, awakening their primal hunger, to hunt to claim. To them she smells like the perfect mate. Her disguise is her shield—and her greatest gamble. Her mission? Kill a king—or die in the worst way possible. Yet she draws their lethal attention: - Dante craves her submission. - Kaelric hungers for her defiance. - Vesper is addicted to her blood. - Xeari stalks her like prey. - Ryuzaki wants to uncover her hideous nature. They should have ignored her. Now, they circle her like predators. The hunter becomes the hunted. To survive, Blazar must outwit kings born to rule ruthlessly, all while hiding a deadly secret that could destroy her. Blazar Staray won’t play their games. And she certainly doesn’t kneel.
Cy_hello · 26K Views

A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 126.4K Views

"Lust system": Rise of the Harem lord

After dying a virgin, Elias Gray is given a second chance—reincarnated in a magical world with the "Lust System", a divine artifact that allows him to gain power by pleasuring women, fulfilling their desires, and growing a harem of elite lovers. From cold queens and fierce warrior women to shy beastgirls and seductive demons, Elias must dominate the world with charm, cunning—and unholy pleasure. But pleasure comes with a price, and not all lovers are loyal. Can he rise to the top without being devoured by lust or betrayal? Elias wandered through the bustling Travelers’ Hub, a sprawling nexus of portals and pathways where high-ranking voyagers crossed dimensions. The air hummed with the faint pulse of arcane energy, and the scent of ozone clung to the stone corridors. His boots echoed against the polished marble as he passed glowing sigils etched into the walls, each marking a gateway to another realm. He was no stranger to these halls, but tonight, a faint murmur from the inner chambers of the elite travelers piqued his curiosity. The voices were low, urgent, and laced with something primal that made his pulse quicken. Drawn toward a shadowed alcove, Elias noticed a heavy iron door, slightly ajar, its surface engraved with runes that pulsed faintly in the dim light. A cold draft slipped through the crack, carrying a whisper of sound—a soft, rhythmic moan that stirred the air. His breath caught, curiosity warring with caution, but the pull was too strong. He nudged the door open and stepped into a chamber cloaked in near-darkness, lit only by a single flickering torch that cast long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. In the center of the room, Lilith knelt on a plush velvet cushion, her silhouette unmistakable even in the gloom. Her dark hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, her skin glowing faintly as if kissed by moonlight. She was bent forward, her hands braced against the floor, her body arched in a way that spoke of surrender and desire. Beside her stood a man, his face marred with jagged scars that caught the torchlight, giving him a rugged, dangerous edge. His eyes burned with intensity as he gazed down at her, his presence commanding the room. The air grew thick as the man’s hand moved, deliberate and unhurried. He spat into his palm, the sound sharp in the quiet, and slid his fingers along Lilith’s exposed skin, tracing the curve of her thigh before slipping between her legs. A low, shuddering moan escaped her lips, her body trembling as she parted her thighs wider, inviting more. The man’s fingers worked with a slow, teasing rhythm, coaxing gasps from her that echoed softly off the stone walls. Her breaths grew ragged, her hips rocking against his hand, and then—a sharp cry as her body convulsed, a glistening rush of release spilling onto the floor beneath her. The man let out a deep, guttural groan, his own arousal evident in the tightening of his jaw. He shifted, freeing himself from his trousers, his erection thick and heavy in the flickering light. He pressed himself against her, sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust that drew a long, throaty moan from Lilith. Her fingers curled against the floor, nails scraping the stone as he moved, each thrust deep and measured, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the chamber. In and out, a steady rhythm that built with intensity, her gasps rising in pitch. Lilith’s eyes fluttered, her body quivering with pleasure as she pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a hunger of her own. When he paused, drawing back slightly, she reached for him, her hand guiding him back inside with a desperate urgency. Her moans grew louder, unrestrained, as she surrendered fully to the sensation, her body trembling under the weight of her desire. The room seemed to pulse with their shared rhythm, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and heat, the torchlight casting their entwined shadows across the walls like a forbidden dance. R18 content
Obaze_Emmanuel · 76.2K Views

Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)
Lilac_Everglade · 2.4M Views

WOLFSIREN

Finn O'Connor had it all: a loving fiancée, Victoria, and a soaring business empire. He was even a respected FBI agent. But his wedding day shattered his world. Victoria vanished, leaving Finn heartbroken. Soon after, his life was systematically dismantled. His best friend, Hogan Smith, secretly worked with Victoria, forging Finn's signature to transfer all his wealth and companies into their names. Publicly disgraced and accused of fraud, Finn lost his position as an FBI agent, becoming a wanted man with nowhere to go. Stripped of everything, he found solace with Lyra, a beautiful siren who possesses two natures: Siren and Wolf. Her own magic was fading on land. Fearing to lose her very essence and embrace a predatory path to survive, Lyra pulled Finn into her hidden ocean world, where their love blossomed in the deep. But Lyra's power continued to wane, and the dark allure of survival intensified. Desperate, she led Finn to a forbidden desert altar, making a chilling pact with ancient merfolk for unimaginable wealth. They succeeded, gaining riches beyond dreams, but at a terrible price: Finn must offer a camel sacrifice every month, or the ocean will reclaim everything. Now, Finn is rich again, but bound by a dark, bloody secret. He and Lyra must face a world where Victoria and Hogan reign supreme, celebrating their own engagement and flaunting their ill-gotten gains. They remain unaware of the monstrous power Finn now wields a power that is both saving Lyra and slowly corrupting her, pushing her deeper into her primal, predatory nature.
Demitry_Rt · 34.6K Views

A Certain Undefined Gaia

Gaia City stands as the pinnacle of human advancement—a sprawling, walled metropolis where science has given birth to the extraordinary. Within its boundaries live Gaias, individuals born with Arthem circuits, synthetic pathways infused with Psi Waves and the mysterious energy known as Metra. Ranked from Eta to Alpha, Gaias are classified, studied, and controlled under a rigid system designed to maintain order and suppress the unknown. But science can only explain so much. Beyond the city's borders dwell the Mergus, wielders of pure Metra through forbidden Ancient Scripts and sacred texts long dismissed as myth by Gaia City's researchers. Unlike Gaias, Mergus tap into forces unquantifiable, echoing lost wisdom and primal power. Contact between the two worlds is outlawed—for good reason. Exposure to raw Metra could cripple or kill a Gaia, disrupting their Arthem at the core. Ryouma Winslow, an Eta-class Gaia dismissed as a nobody, had no intention of getting involved with either side. But everything changes when he crosses paths with Archive (Shiro), a strange girl with fractured memories and a presence that doesn’t belong in Gaia City. Helping her seemed simple—until restoring her mind reveals a truth that shatters the world he thought he knew. Now entangled with rogue Mergus factions, hunted by unseen forces, and navigating fragile alliances with powerful Level Alpha Gaias like the electrifying Mei Tokisaki, Ryouma finds himself drawn into a multilayered conflict that transcends science, challenges belief, and threatens the foundations of Gaia City itself. Because in a world split between science and sorcery, the greatest danger is a boy who doesn’t fit into either side. Author's Note to Readers: This story draws clear inspiration from the Toaru series (A Certain Magical Index / Scientific Railgun), and longtime fans will notice structural and tonal similarities in its arcs, setting, and faction dynamics. While some adaptations and elements may feel familiar, please know that the world, characters, power systems, and underlying themes in A Certain Undefined Gaia are entirely original and unique to this work. Think of it in the same way that fans appreciate both Mushoku Tensei and TBATE—similarities exist, but each story carries its own voice, meaning, and direction.
Its_MJayStarr · 5.9K Views

Chronicles of the Celestial Planet-The rebirth

The arrival of Cosmic entity who called themselves the ‘harbingers’ unraveled the intricate threads of the Realm Lock woven by the primordial deity that had enshrouded the earth for eons. As mana began to surge forth from the depths of the earth, a transformative symphony enveloped the surface. People, touched by the ethereal currents, felt the infusion of strength, heightened intellect, and a newfound vitality coursing through their veins. A millennium of life was no longer a dream but a tangible reality, a remarkable chapter in the unfolding saga of human existence. The air shimmered with the emergence of extraordinary flora and fauna, adorned with enchanting abilities that defied the laws of nature. In the aftermath of the seal's release, humans praised the liberating harbingers while casting curses upon those who had bound them from the wonders of this newfound life. Yet, within the confines of what appeared to be a sealed fate, it was not the brilliance of a promising future that lay obscured, but instead, the ominous veil of an impending apocalypse. As the ethereal barrier weakened, insidious monsters, mana-hungry and drawn to Earth, unleashed havoc. A desperate struggle ensued, culminating in a relentless massacre that left the world in tatters. In the grim tapestry of destruction, Earth met its demise in the fateful year of 2108. Nonetheless, from the ruins emerged a glimmer of resilience. Human ingenuity, elevated by advanced development, found solace in the benevolent alliances formed with other races—elves, dwarves, halflings, and fairies. In a harmonious exchange of technology and arcane wisdom, these kindred beings guided humanity toward a new beginning. Together, they carved a path beyond the shattered fragments of Earth, settling on distant planets, where the remnants of a once-ruined civilization flourished anew. In the vast expanse of space, humanity encountered both allies and adversaries among the cosmos. Faced with formidable challenges, humans engaged in fierce battles for survival. Today, only the resilient few, marked by might and tenacity, endure alongside those who prevailed, survived, and thrived in the crucible of cosmic existence. In the face of adversity, is this truly the conclusion befitting the human spirit? No. Our narrative persists, an unwritten chapter awaiting its tale to unfold. From the remnants of humanity, the one survivor who became the monarch amidst the myriad powerful races scattered across the cosmos, unwavering since the day the seal was lifted, resolves to alter the destiny of their kind. The Ruler of the Future Supreme Planet decides to return in time in order to save humanity. The invincible and unconquerable Lord Ajita-Vikrama in the challenging era 3000 years in the future who is on the verge of dying due to combat wounds from heavenly beings, primordial beasts, and the extraterrestrial race yearns a poignant wish to witness a radiant future, where every human thrived in safety and serenity. But humanity have already been eradicated more than 90% of which the remaining scattered among the galaxy. Lord Ajita, left no choice in his death bed, tries the impossible—battling with the God of Time Chronos and slaying him in order to restore the time order. He gains the primal heart of God, through which he can return in time. Will he be able to save humanity, or will history be repeated?
Ajinkya_Tandel · 15.8K Views

Eldritch Assassin: Reincarnated With An SSS-Rank Devouring System

Kael Veyne was betrayed, hunted, and left for dead in the depths of the Abyssal Dungeon. As an infamous assassin, he was the empire’s deadliest shadow—until the day his guild turned on him. Ambushed in the Abyssal Dungeon, his body was torn apart, and his soul was consumed by the abyss. But death was not the end. He reincarnates 25,000 years later with the Devouring Bloodline System. Kael awakens in the body of a noble scion sharing a similar name to him, and his very essence fused with eldritch power. With every kill, he absorbs primal energy, evolving into something far beyond human. Monsters, mages, mancers, knights, assassins—nothing is beyond his reach. ——— [{DING!}] [{Bloodline Upgrade: Enhancements}] >>> Upgrade (1000 BP): Shadowmeld – Can blend into darkness for 2 minutes. >>> 5000 BP: Generate a living demigod armor that repairs itself. >>> 10000 BP: Unlocks a berserker state for as long as rage lasts. ——— Now, using the noble house as cover and with the help of the Devouring Bloodline System, he resumes his work as an assassin. But this time, it’s for a personal vendetta. The traitors who betrayed him still ruled their factions. The guild that cast him aside thrives. But Kael Veyne is no longer just an assassin—he is a predator lurking in the dark, devouring all who stand in his way to vengeance. The abyss granted him a second chance. This time... He will consume everything. Tags: Dungeon Power Leveling | Assassin MC | Overpowered MC | Eldritch Bloodline | Antihero | Revenge | Magic Empires | Ancient Factions
Skylar_X · 144.5K Views

Stellar Fragments

Stellar Fragments: When Steam Meets the Void, Who Will Light the Last Star? The morning mist over Port Belen reeks of rust. Zhou Mingrui never expected a crumpled oilcloth bundle, scavenged from a dockside jump, to tear open a rift to the Astral Plane. But when he unwraps it—a leather-bound book with a seven-pointed star embossed on its cover, its pages swirling with constellations—he feels a primal pull, like the stars themselves are whispering his name. This is 1873, and Port Belen is a city teetering between progress and chaos. Steam engines roar, but the clocks tick backward. Corpses in morgues scribble "Eclipse Prayers." Dockworkers go mad, screaming of a "whale with a thousand eyes." All roads lead to Stellar Fragments, a forbidden text rumored to hold the key to stopping the Astral Leviathan—a colossal entity slumbering in the void, its awakening marked by the "Void Solstice": when seven stars align over Port Belen, and reality itself begins to unravel. "You have the Starwatcher’s mark," says Claire, the scarred astrologer of the Night Owl Society, sliding the book across a creaky oak table. Her brass bracelets clink with constellations. "The last Starwatcher vanished a decade ago, leaving only this warning: When the seven stars kiss the Void, the Leviathan wakes. Only the Starwatcher can anchor reality—by becoming part of the stars themselves." But Zhou is no hero. Just a grad student of 19th-century occultism, now trapped in a game of cosmic stakes: A steam-powered astrolabe explodes in his hands, its needle pointing to "Void." A noble heiress’s "spirit pigeons" grow feverish, pecking at the sky where the Leviathan’s "void eyes" glow. The city’s Eclipse Value—measuring the breach between worlds—creeps up: 0.01%, 0.03%, 0.05%... In the flickering light of an old church basement, the Night Owl Society gathers. Seven "Astral Artifacts" lie scattered: a moonstone gear humming with pale light, a cracked whistle that silences mad machinery, a pocket watch frozen mid-tick… Five more remain. Without them, the Leviathan’s shadow will consume Port Belen. But Stellar Fragments holds a final, blood-chilling clue: "To bind the stars, the Starwatcher must bleed." That night, the Leviathan rises. Its gargantuan form breaches the mist, scales glinting with countless eyes, each one staring at Zhou Mingrui—and the book clutched in his hands. He grips Stellar Fragments, recalling his professor’s words: "Occultism isn’t about controlling the cosmos. It’s about finding light in the dark." Now, with nothing but flesh and starlight as his weapons, Zhou must decide: Will he become a star to stop the void… or be swallowed by it?
fei_wang_0941 · 2.3K Views

Alpha's Auctioned mate is an outcast

Alpha Cassian was once feared and revered, a warrior who led his pack with unwavering strength. But when his mate was killed, a part of him died with her. For years, he ruled in solitude, convinced that the Moon Goddess had cursed him to walk alone. Love was a weakness he could not afford, and his heart remained closed off, his pack growing colder under his reign. That changes the night he is forced to attend the Omega auction. Among the trembling, discarded she-wolves stands her—a fragile yet defiant woman whose scent awakens something primal inside him. She is his mate. His second chance. But Cassian refuses to believe in fate a second time. The omega, once cast out for being wolfless, is sold to him against her will. In his world, she is nothing—a burden, a mistake. Yet, despite his rejection, she refuses to cower. As threats rise within the pack and outside forces scheme against them, Cassian is forced to protect her, even as he resists the bond pulling him closer. But fate is relentless, and when she is taken from him, Cassian will have to decide—will he risk his heart once more, or will he lose his mate for a second time? *** “Let me go,” she whispered, her lips quivering as tears rolled down her cheeks. He said he hated her—so why wasn’t he letting her go? Cassian’s eyes darkened at the sight of her tears. Without a second thought, he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck. “What if I don’t?” he murmured, his voice rough with an emotion he refused to name. Her intoxicating scent clouded his thoughts, stirring something primal within him. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Yet, with her, every instinct rebelled against reason. “Because you don’t love me,” she choked out, her hands trembling against his chest. “And if you don’t, then you have no right to keep me.” She was right. Then why did the thought of separation pierce his heart like a blade? "Then why doesn't your body feel same. Infact it's screaming at me to touch you there" his voice sultry as he moved his hand down south. **** Add the book to library. Drop votes and reviews. Support the author with your endless love DAILY UPDATES STARTS FROM 1st MAY
akshaya_vanne · 60.1K Views
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