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Salem's Rebel

"I curse them all, they will forever have to kill the ones they so much love for their selfish want of absolute power. The circle shall continue until mine and her pain have been sated," covering one of those cold silver eyes with his palm, the other eye formed a pattern of black arcs within it, "I pronounce…. 'judgement." his calm voice finished off. *** Sierra ran as fast as her legs could carry, her heart racing with every step. She clutched her precious bundle tightly, her son’s blue eyes gazing up at her with innocent trust. Her only hope. Though she had escaped from her world, Sierra feared those shadows had followed her here. She didn’t know when she would finally encounter inhabitants. As she emerged from the woods, a carriage came into view, its hooves pounding the earth. “Please help me!” Sierra cried, waving her free hand at the coachman. A gruff voice from inside the carriage called out, “Stop the carriage!” Sierra’s gaze met the muscular man’s, his gold rings glinting in the moon’s light. She knew she shouldn’t trust anyone, not after her family’s betrayal, but desperation drove her forward. “Please, sir, I have nowhere to go,” she said, her voice trembling. The man’s gaze darkened as he took in her son, and his suggestion was laced with ulterior motives. “You’ll do anything to survive, won’t you, damsel?” Sierra’s determination surprised even herself. “I’ll do anything to keep my son safe.” The man's eyes lingered on her red hair and bold blue eyes, her youthful appearance belied by her fierce determination. He offered her a place as his mistress, with one condition, her son would be safe but must not come between them. Women of her status in this strange new world had no resources to survive alone, she was poor and danger was fast approaching. Sierra had no choice. Thus began her tumultuous journey as this man’s mistress, a role she detested. An unknown entity watched in anguish from the deepest tortures of hell, the things she had to go through, waiting for the time he would finally break free. But time was a tricky attribute. The world around her began to change and with this change, she faded into dust. Lords and dukes giving way to CEOs and officials. The government gradually civilized, and a group of college students found themselves entwined with the thrilling mystery of a past they didn’t exist in. While still in the current world, tasked with fulfilling an ancient legend connected to that same past. * Feel free to destroy the book page with comments, reviews, critics and all supportive resources . Read the next volume 0 chapter.
Just_trouble · 1.5k Views

The Alpha’s Unclaimed Mate

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, the scent slammed into Prince Dexmon like a charging bull. A primal urge to mate with her followed, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence. His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. It took every ounce of control he possessed to hold back. Meanwhile, she stood there, calm, oblivious to him coming apart at the seams. The Moon Goddess, it seemed, truly had a twisted sense of humor. ✦✦✦ Chained in silver and hunted, Serena collapses into the arms of the Alpha Prince of Drakenfell. Mine. Mate. But a year in silver chains left her wolf silent. She has no idea what she is to him. He is betrothed to the daughter of the man who kept her in chains. So he stays silent and watches her become the most dangerous temptation in the realm. They think she is an omega runt he dragged home out of pity. That she needs protection. She is neither. "Your concern is noted. Unnecessary. Polite, though." Dragons bow to her. A mark burns on her arm. Ancient power answers her call. Oh, and she's the woman his soul has reached for across lifetimes. But he isn't the only one obsessed. When another tries to claim her, Dexmon’s restraint snaps. Fighting over her is one thing. Hunting her is another. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. The same dark forces that destroyed her pack rise again, and Serena refuses to let history repeat. Not in this life. ✦✦✦ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubious consent, abuse, smut, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised. Tags: love triangle, spicy, war, royal family, betrayal, matebond, shifter, queen, underestimated, hidden powers
TheLoneQuill · 75k Views

The Gourmet Innkeeper: Cooking Monsters in a Fantasy World

[Welcome to a New World, Innkeeper! Let’s build something cozy~] Masterchef Finn thought he was finally getting his restaurant when he was literally thrown into a world filled with beasts and magical creatures. And…he had to build an inn? Smack in the middle of nowhere? Er, no, not nowhere. In the middle of monster-infested areas! Fortunately, he had a massive shield to protect him and the inn. He could build stuff with the press of a button, and he could buy useful things from a mysterious market. He even got a cute panda mascot as a taste tester. Maybe this place wasn’t as bad as he thought. He thought that maybe, just maybe, he could finally live the relaxed life focused on cooking that he had once dreamed of! However, he soon realized that his future customers would be adventurers, mercenaries, merchants, and even other creatures. He was tasked to house them and feed them, to help them survive in the most dangerous part of their world. Like this, he was inexplicably drawn to a bigger world and was pushed to take on responsibilities outside his precious comfort zone. He was even asked to do [Missions] himself! What kind of Innkeeper is expected to do monster clearings!? ... ____ If you like: - Adventures and Monster Fights (Weak to Strong tho!) - Quests / Missions - LitRPG - Cooking! - Business-building / Money-making - Inn-building / Infrastructure - Slice-of-life / Cozy! Check this story out!
NispedanaSan · 847.5k Views