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Sold to the Dark Wing

Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate? **** The candlelight quivered against the cracked walls of the old inn, shadows twisting like restless spirits. Eva froze as he wasn't suppose to be here! Hades sat in the crimson chair, his presence consuming the air, thick and suffocating, as if the world itself had bowed before him. Swirling the red liquid in his glass, his bright purple eyes never left the shadows, yet he knew she was there before she moved. "Who is it this time?" His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share."
mata0eve · 320.2k Views

The Mad Mafia's Obsession: Claiming and Pampering his ruined omega

[WARNING: HEAVILY RATED 18 AND STRONG SEXUAL LANGUAGES BUT NO RAPE] Excerpt "Marry me, and you shall have your heart's desires. We both know you want it..." Xavier's husky voice drifted from the shadows of the cell, making every cell in Asher's body ignite—right down to his peaking nipples. Asher managed to stand his ground, refusing to break even though the crushing weight of Xavier's pheromones threatened to pull him under. "In your damn dreams. I am straight," he declared. Xavier laughed mockingly, the sound echoing off the cold stone walls. "Let's see how long that lasts..." He leaned down and cupped Asher's length firmly in his palms, watching as Asher’s face turned a deep, heated red. ******* Synopsis He thought he had it all—a beautiful family, a gorgeous home, and a prestigious profession. But one fateful night, it all crumbled away, and he landed in a deadly prison. In a society where homosexuality is a taboo, he was accused of sexually harassing a man. A fucking man, when he was straight as an arrow. Like, how? But that was just the beginning of his nightmare. He landed straight into the cage of an infamous Mafia lord of the underworld—the demon himself, a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A demon in bed and a beast by day. Asher thought he could fly under the radar; all he had to do was lay low and avoid the man forever. But he never expected to capture the lord’s undivided attention. Xavier Devereaux was mad for him, obsessed with him, watching him day and night. He wouldn't even sleep if Asher wasn't safely in his cell. All hell broke loose when Xavier declared him his "bride" in front of the Nine powerful Mafia houses, leaving Asher at the mercy of fate and powerful war. Now, a deadly desire has risen. Truly, Xavier Devereaux isn't just a mad fucker, but a deranged man in desperate need of therapy. But the good thing? Asher realized he has a thing for bad boys...
Prince_Dammy · 56.4k Views

Owned By The Mafia King: Carrying His Heir

Phoebe Fortunata. She had it all, the face of an angel, a business empire, and wealth that could buy the world. Yet, none of it could save her from the shattered heart. The man she loved, the one she built from nothing, repaid her with the ultimate betrayal. Driven by a desperate need to feel numb, Phoebe flees to Europe. At an Exclusive Club, drowned in the haze of expensive alcohol, she loses control. In her self destruction, she falls into the arms of a man who breathes absolute power. A night of reckless passion was supposed to be her escape, but she never thought her attempt to be free would instead open the gates to a burning golden cage. To Raymond, women were of no interest. They were mere shadows, bodies and lusts to be bought and discarded at will. But Phoebe is a wildfire he can’t extinguish. His obsession deepens when he discovered the fact that Phoebe is carrying his heir. "I don't love you, bastard! What kind of world can you possibly offer me? I already have everything!" "I could burn the world if you make me jealous. Take care of my baby in your womb, and your life will be under my absolute protection!" "I don't care about this baby, let alone you! You are both a mistake!" "You are mine forever, Princess!" Now, Phoebe is trapped in the cage of a man whose hands are stained with blood and whose arrogance knows no bounds. The further she runs, the deeper she sinks into Raymond's dangerous world, until a shocking secret surfaces. Will Phoebe fall in love with a devil like Raymond or will she burn in the golden cage she lit? Or perhaps … will a miracle arrive in the form of a peaceful love from another man?
Van_Pebriyan · 28.1k Views

Sold To The Cruel Prince

He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?
Golda · 180k Views
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Legendary Beast Tamer: Starting With Legendary Rank Sword

Black obsidian obelisks, present in every city, were acquired inside the space rift where the beast wave originated. Once humans were under its shade when the sun arrived at the top, they were granted a chance to connect their souls to a dimension, where they could summon a beast and contract it. Thus, began their beast taming journey. Felix, during the day of the summoning, connected his soul to a different dimension and summoned an old, rusty dull sword instead. He was devastated---the dream to save his family from poverty was shattered. However, a voice echoed in his head, calling herself "Guide." [You have summoned an ancient Legendary Rank sword. Gather the following materials to restore its body...] With the Guide guiding him, even when Felix was far different than other beast tamer, his dream was reignited. Even when he summoned an object, who's to say he'll be lonely in his journey? Who says his weapons won't manifest a humanoid form? And who says he can't contract a beast as his pet? [Host, choose that white kitten as your beast pet] "That one? Out of the five kittens? Why?" [It seems she possess an ice and lunar affinity with an ancient bloodline, enough to reach Legendary Rank.] Accompany Felix on his journey to become a Legendary Rank Beast Tamer... . . . If you liked the novel so far, please don't hesitate to show your support by giving golden tickets, powerstones, gifts, and reviews!
CloverNine · 190.9k Views

Pokémon: Streamer to Trainer

Author’s Note: This Fanfic has been renamed from "Pokémon: Gamer’s Trainer System" to "Pokémon: From Streamer to Trainer" to better reflect the protagonist’s background and the story’s direction. [Sinnoh Timeline + Journey & Gym Challenge + Anime-Based Hybrid Worldview + “Tactical Pseudo-Invincible, Devious Playstyle” + System] Battle rules follow the anime’s Masters Eight format. Pokémon can learn unlimited moves, but trainers must strategically choose which to bring—making battles far more tactical. Mega Evolution, Z-Moves, Dynamax, and Terastallization all exist and will be clearly explained. No prior knowledge required—easy to jump in. Peter, a Pokémon game streamer, is suddenly transported into the Pokémon world he’s always dreamed of. Only… reality hits hard. He wakes up as a penniless orphan, surviving by begging on the streets. By sheer coincidence, he helps a hopelessly direction-challenged, overly emotional rich girl find her way home. Peter plans to earn an honest living— —but her “thank-you reward” is way too generous. Especially when paired with an overwhelming sense of justice right in front of his eyes… Yeah. He really can’t refuse that. Just as Peter prepares to set off on his journey, a mechanical voice echoes in his mind like divine music: [Ding! The host has gained Miltank’s recognition.] [Master Training System activated!] This system… Pokémon get stronger by playing games, listening to music, and watching shows? Wait—what?! That’s it? That’s the condition? So basically… if you have hands, you can do this?! Alright, then. Goal confirmed: Become the strongest Pokémon Master. -------------------------- Recommended Pokémon Fanfics You Should Definitely Check Out! 1. Pokémon: Rewriting Ash’s Legend 2. Pokémon: Ascension Trainer System 3. Pokémon: Endless Genesis (My Latest Release!) Give them a try while waiting for new chapters, and I hope you enjoy the adventures as much as I enjoyed them!
MPHFics · 1m Views
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Pregnant With The Tryant Alpha’s Heir: The Child Of Doom Prophecy

In the shadowed world of shifters, Lyra Ashcroft was raised to become the perfect Luna—destined to bond with her childhood friend and supposed fated mate, Aric, to unite their packs in peace. But on the night of their sacred ceremony, the ancestral stone shatters at her touch, unleashing a terrifying prophecy: Any child born from her womb will bring about the end of the shifter world. And if Aric marks her, Silvermoon will fall. To save his people, Aric rejects her before the entire pack, condemning her as a curse worthy of death. Hunted and betrayed, Lyra flees into the forbidden territory of the Nightbane Pack—straight into the hands of Darius Nightbane. He is the ruthless Tyrant King, rumored to be a lethal hybrid of wolf and vampire. An impossible, intoxicating mate bond sparks between them, leading to one unforgettable night of surrender. Terrified of her cursed fate, Lyra flees to the human world the very next morning, determined to put the pack life behind her and start anew. But weeks later, she realizes she is pregnant with the Tyrant King's child Or children. Children tied to a prophecy powerful enough to either destroy the shifter world… or unite it beneath a single throne. When Darius tracks her down, his obsession turns feral the moment he senses the lives growing inside her. But he is not the only one coming for her. Aric, the Silvermoon pack, and power-hungry Alphas across the continent are hunting her down, desperate to eliminate the threat her unborn heirs pose to their power. As packs prepare for war, fanatics rise to worship the unborn children, and enemies gather to destroy them, Lyra finds herself trapped at the center of a battle far greater than love. Because the prophecy never promised ruin. Only changes.
Sunmisola_Adegbuyi · 25k Views

Six Months Contract With The Mafia God

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.
Salewa_25 · 137.6k Views

Seducing the Demon Lord

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Hebner Grand spent a lifetime as a shadow, a powerless human forced to bow before the whims of the gifted. When the abyss finally offered him a choice—to be a savior or a scourge—he chose to burn the world that broke him. Now, as the absolute Demon Lord, his word is law and his power is unrivaled. Hannah McKay is a brilliant scientist driven by a single, desperate goal: Project Y- a goal born not only from duty, but from a loss that still haunts her. Her life’s work depends on creating a serum to pacify the aggressive demon hordes, and the final, vital ingredient is the genetic material of the Demon Lord himself. She has successfully harvested from every lower demon tier, but Hebner is a statistical anomaly. Despite the endless parade of succubi and sirens sent to his bed, he remains unmoved. He never releases; his body is a fortress that denies pleasure and refuses to surrender its seed. Desperate to save what remains of humanity, Hannah infiltrates the dark palace disguised as a lowly human servant. She knows the risks: Hebner harbors a visceral, cold hatred for her kind, viewing humans as the cause of his early misery. Her mission is simple but dangerous: 1. Seduce the most powerful being in existence. 2. Trigger a physical release that no one else has managed to elicit. 3. Harvest the sperm sample necessary to complete Project Y. As Hannah navigates the halls of the demon palace, she finds that Hebner isn't just a monster—he is a man fueled by a deep-seated ache for the respect he was never shown. When she finally catches his eye, the friction between his hatred for humans and his undeniable, carnal curiosity creates a volatile spark. Hannah expected a cold extraction. She didn't expect the overwhelming intensity of a king who has held back his desires for an eternity. To get the sperm sample she needs, she must break through his iron self-control, but in doing so, she risks falling for the very demon she intended to neutralize. In a world of shadows and power, their union becomes a battle of wills. ___ Ahnn... My Lord..." Hannah gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as a wave of intense, electric pleasure shot up her spine from the simple pressure of his gloved fingers against her hyper-sensitive clitoris. She leaned her weight into his hand, her inner muscles contracting instinctively around his fingers, begging for the deep thrust she had just described. But Hebner was a master of psychological torment. He didn't thrust. He didn't give her the relief her body was screaming for. He curled his fingers, deliberately collecting a thick, viscous layer of her hot, aromatic cream onto the dark leather of his glove. With a swift, violent motion, he yanked his hand out from beneath her clothes. Hebner held his hand up between their faces. The dark leather of his glove glistened under the dim violet lanterns, covered in the clear, glistening fluid of her arousal. He looked at it with an expression of profound, aristocratic disgust. With a cold, mocking sneer, Hebner reached out and wiped his stained fingers directly across the front of Hannah's own tunic, smearing her own wetness into the fabric over her breast. "Filth," Hebner spat, his voice dripping with an unadulterated, icy venom that cut through the lingering warmth in her veins. He straightened his robes, his eyes turning dead and unfeeling as he looked down at her shivering, desperate form. "You are nothing but a leaking vessel of basic animal instinct. Enjoy your solitary heat, human. It is the closest you will ever get to the Sovereign." Later when alone; But his carnal madness was too strong. Driven by a reckless, unholy curiosity, Hebner lowered his head. He parted his lips and swiped his tongue across the dark leather of his glove, licking the remaining cream off the surface "Damn her!."
Jacinta_Vike · 33.5k Views

Douluo:Sky Curtain Reveals The Perfect World To Douluo

The Douluo Continent descends from the heavens, randomly selecting lucky individuals to transmigrate to the Perfect World, with the entire continent broadcasting the event live. Surviving for three years allows them to return, taking everything they've gained! "The Perfect World? Just a backward, barbaric, low-level world! Our journey there is the time to civilize the barbarians and spread the divine path!" Countless Soul Masters rubbed their hands together, ready to sweep through the Perfect World and seize its opportunities. Until… they witnessed firsthand: a grain of dust can fill the sea, a blade of grass can sever the sun, moon, and stars. A Celestial King flicks his finger, the heavens and earth are overturned, and realms turn to ash. Only then did they realize that the so-called God Realm was nothing more than a grain of dust in the sea of realms. --- Meanwhile, in the Perfect World, during the Chaotic Ancient Era. Su Ling transmigrated from another world, attained the Dao of Celestial King, unified the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, established the Supreme Heavenly Court at the Imperial Pass, and resisted the invasion of other realms. He was revered by all races—the Xuan Tian Emperor. Until recently, however, he felt his own Daoist temple was somewhat "lively": in the back garden pond, a silver dragon fish was always swimming, stealing immortal lotuses. A stunningly beautiful blonde girl, claiming to be an "Angel Goddess," insisted on becoming his sweeping maid. Deep in the wilderness, a blue-haired youth arrogantly scoffed, "Immortal King? Merely a tribal chieftain. I wonder if he can withstand my Buddha's Wrath Lotus?!" Su Ling: "??"
FictionTimeo · 180.7k Views

Douluo: Heaven And Earth Hammer

Qin Mu reincarnated in Douluo Continent, becoming an ordinary disciple of a subsidiary sect of the Clear Sky Sect, and awakened the Clear Sky Hammer with innate full soul power. The Clear Sky Sect elders were overjoyed and brought Qin Mu back to the sect, hoping to cultivate him into the next sect leader, and taught him the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and the Great Sumeru Hammer. However, Qin Mu believed that both were inferior techniques, suitable only for forging, far from sufficient for defense. As the strongest weapon spirit in the Douluo Continent, he should maximize his offensive capabilities! This drew dissatisfaction from the Clear Sky Sect elders, who felt Qin Mu was overly ambitious and, despite his exceptional talent, unfit for greatness. Years later, when the Clear Sky Sect members saw Qin Mu again, they found themselves lacking even the courage to unleash their weapon spirits in his presence! The Clear Sky Sect's proud Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and Great Sumeru Hammer were easily countered by Qin Mu in a single move! Tang San: We both possess the Clear Sky Hammer, so why is it the number one weapon spirit in his hands, while in mine it's only good for forging? Tang Hao: Even if all nine rings exploded simultaneously, they couldn't withstand Qin Mu's single move? Asura God: You clearly possess the Killing God Domain, Yet you inherited the Destruction? And you even flattened my successor with a hammer? Clear Sky Sect Elder: How is it? Has Qin Mu realized his mistake? Clear Sky Sect Disciple: Qin Mu, he has surpassed the Clear Sky Ancestor, he has become a god! Qin Mu: By integrating all my spiritual power into the Clear Sky Hammer, even without using my Martial Soul, I can condense the Clear Sky Hammer. Have you ever heard of the Clear Sky Hammer's intent, a hammer that strikes heaven and earth?
FictionOP · 1.4m Views